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Dean groaned as the morning light streamed into the room. Seth woke and sat up, giving a cry as his sore ass was pulled. He rubbed his eyes. "W-What time is it? Why does my ass hurt like hell?"

"Don't know...and because you had me fuck you in the hot tub." Dean groaned as he moved. "Fuck, I think I pulled a muscle."

Seth remembered the night and groaned as he walked bowlegged to look at the time on the room's TV, turning it on. "Fuck, Dean!" He exclaimed, turning it back off. "It's 7:30! I was supposed to be up by 6 and at work by 8!"

"Shit...there by 8 or pick up?" Dean asked. He hopped from the bed. "We are both gonna get skinned."

"Pickup so I'll have to skip breakfast and just shower." Seth grumbled as he hurried to grab clean clothes.

"You know a PA can grab you something...but I had a 6 start. Fuck, I'm dead." Dean looked around. "Where's my phone?"

"Guess our clothes and phones are outside still." Seth groaned as he walked stiffly to the shower.

"I'll get them and hope I still have a job." Dean stated, heading for the main room.

John and Roman were dressed and kissing when Dean came into the main room. John broke the kiss to look at his buddy. "Hey, Man. You guys both off this morning?"

"No...I think Seth is on the panel with me." Roman answered.

"We overslept." Dean stated as he ran for the deck. He quickly gathered the clothing, running back for the bedroom.

"Shit...shut the door." Roman yelled before getting up to close it. "What the hell?" He stepped onto the deck to look around.

John walked behind Roman to look. "Damn! Don't those two clean their messes?"

"Don't look like it...they left the hot tub running all night."

John shook his head. "Those boys are something else. At least maybe Dean helped Seth feel better."

"Yeah, guess so." Roman laughed as he went to shut the hot tub off. "Let's head inside. The ride should be calling soon."

A few minutes after they reached the main room again Seth walked in with his hair still wet from the shower looking sheepish. "Hey, Guys." He had the waddle of a well used man.

"Feeling better?" Roman asked.

"Uh...yeah." Seth actually blushed and John had to laugh.

"I know that walk well. You'll really feel it today."

"Great." Seth groaned but with a smile on his face.

"Oh...that isn't from his back!" Roman exclaimed with realization.

"N-no." Seth blushed even more. "Dean um...fucked me in the hot tub...dry. I told him to...I was so heated."

"Yeah, you both left everything on too." Roman told him. The hotel phone rang and Roman got up to answer it.

Seth looked at John with his dark eyes regretful. "Sorry, John. I passed out I guess. I don't even remember getting back to bed." The older man just kind of waved it off. "It's cool, Seth. Been there myself."

Roman laughed after he got off the phone. "Well, get your shoes on. That was our ride." Seth nodded and moved to slide on his shoes quickly. "I'm ribbing you, Man. Relax." Roman told Seth with a smile and laugh.

Seth chuckled as he put his shoes on. "Can't believe I asked him to do that. How do you stand this all the time, John?"

John just shrugged with a huge grin. "It's an acquired taste." He laughed. "But I've always enjoyed it."

"And luckily I don't mind giving it." Roman replied.

Dean came out with a sigh, running a hand through his messy mop of hair. "I need to do some major ass kissing later."

"Well, kiss your boy quickly. We have to run." Roman told him.

"Yeah." Dean sighed as he walked over to Seth. "Knock them dead, Kitten."

Seth kissed Dean so they could leave. "Thanks. See you later, Baby. Don't get fired."

Dean gave a dry laugh as he collapsed in a chair after they left. "Can't believe I fucked up." He spoke more to himself then to John.

"Well, just learn from it." John told him as he glanced at the time. "Ran and I got into our share of shit when we were younger. Heard you took Seth dry. Bet that was an unexpected treat." The men had an odd relationship where they could all talk about sex freely since they played together.

"Yeah." Dean had an odd smirk like smile at the memory. "I even tried warning him...but he got so worked up." His stomach growled. "Damn...um you eat yet?"

"Nah...want me to order for us? I have an hour before my pick up." John told him.

"Yeah...I'll take whatever thanks. I got bumped to an afternoon spot." Dean informed him.

"Sure, Man." John went to the phone and ordered for them both. A western omelet for himself and stuffed French toast with sausage for Dean since it was supposed to be house made and one of their best breakfast dishes.

"I guess everyone slips up...it's human." Dean sighed. "Seth passed out on me...so I just forgot about our things and wrestled to get him out of the water and inside."

"Damn. Why didn't you come get me? Not to brag but I have like 40 plus pounds of muscle on you guys." John told him.

"Because the way Roman followed you last night I had a feeling you two may have...been busy." Dean told him.

"Well...we were at one point but unless he was...in me I could have taken a minute. Don't hurt your back trying that again." John told him.

Dean gave a weak laugh. "Maybe too late already." He chuckled again. "Good thing I like pain."

"Fuck, Man. You have to be careful with Mania this week." John shook his head. When the food arrived they ate and then it was time for the older man to head out for his day. "See you later, Dean." He waved as he grabbed his hat and left.

Dean waved bye then kicked around on his phone to kill time until he had his own pick up to head for the radio station. Dean arrived and was escorted to the green room. "Okay, you have about 30 minutes to get your thoughts together." The station manager motioned to a small table that had small munchies on it and bottles of juice. "Mandy will be in in just a moment. You need anything let her know. Okay?"

"Sure thing. Got it." Dean said, relaxing on the couch. Dean grabbed a juice and tried to think over what he might like to discuss. He was deep in thought as he tried to think about things that would get the listeners excited for WrestleMania.

The door opened a moment later with a tall redhead walking in wearing a pencil skirt and a white button up blouse. "So, I hear someone was a bad boy this morning." The woman stated after shutting the door. Dean was jarred from his thoughts by a voice he thought he would never hear again. Surely it couldn't be her...she was just released. He looked at the woman and felt a knot of dread forming in his stomach. It was her.

It was as if time had moved backward and he was the young submissive all over again. "Lady Amanda?" The words slipped out before he caught them.

The older woman giggled faintly, fixing her glasses. She looked up from the clipboard she had. All those years back she was a blonde now a rusty redhead. "Hmm." She pursed her lips. "What are the chances?" She gave a thin lined smile that was hard to tell if it was meant to be warm or chilling.

Dean had a mental talk with himself in seconds. He was not an impressionable boy now. He was a man with a good career and a boyfriend. He didn't have to be afraid of her. Amanda was intimidating but she was only a woman. "I heard you were...released." He said in what he hoped was a calm tone.

She nodded slowly. "Yes..I...I admit I made a few...um...mistakes with you." She gave a faint cough lifting her head as if to show it was not easy to say. "I wouldn't mind…" The corner of her mouth turned up a moment. "Catching up." She looked at her watch. "Of course not a lot right now...work and all." She used to be a woman of means. Did she lose it all because of the past?

Dean was shocked that his former Mistress had admitted her mistakes. It was something he never thought he would hear. "No thanks. I'm not really into the lifestyle anymore." He said honestly. "I have a romantic partner but I'm no longer a submissive." He was trying to stay calm and civil but so many memories wanted to run through his mind.

"I see." She looked down, giving a faint suck of her teeth. "Even so...can't catch up? No strings?"

Dean took a deep breath. On one hand he wanted to tell the bitch where she could go but at the same time he needed the closure. What was he afraid of? She was only a woman. "I guess...we could. "

"Great. When's a good time?" She asked.

A part of Dean could not believe he was going to do this but maybe it was what he needed. "Well, maybe tomorrow afternoon sometime. I have work tonight until pretty late."

"Good...I can swing by the hotel and call your room." She informed him.

Dean suddenly didn't feel so sure. He hoped Seth wouldn't murder him. "Uh...okay. Can I ask why? Why do you want to catch up?"

Before she could answer the door opened when a young male. "Mandy, they're ready for him."

"Oh...okay be right there." She replied. "Follow me." She headed for the door. Dean followed, his stomach bound in knots that he could not seem to shake. She took him to the studio for the show. After it he was escorted to his waiting car to go back go the hotel. He wondered if any of the guys were back yet.

When Dean reached the penthouse John was lounging in nothing but a pair of shorts drinking a cold tea on the couch with the TV on. He looked up when his friend came in the main room he was in. "Hey."

"Hey...the others back from Access?" Dean wondered.

"Yeah." John replied, taking a sip of his tea. "Rome went to put in a workout downstairs...Seth went to you guy's room to chill."

"Um...okay. Thanks." He headed for the bedroom, peaking in.

Seth was naked except for his briefs and laying on his stomach watching TV in bed. He turned to look when Dean came in. "Hey, Baby."

"Hey." Dean came rest of the way in. "How bad were the fans?"

"Excited that's for sure." Seth gave a loud laugh. "I just needed some down time. Acting like an ass all the time is tiring."

Dean laughed as he moved to sit next to him on the bed. "And you get to do it on Smackdown tonight."

"Nope. I'm off Smackdown tonight." Seth gave a big grin as he stretched out like a large cat.

"Lucky SOB." Dean playful hit Seth before laying next to him.

"Get those clothes off and hang with me. I promise I'll behave." Seth told Dean, pulling on his shirt.

"That will be a change." Dean joked as he sat up, pulling the shirt off. "Don't have ton of time."

Seth nodded. "Just the shirt is fine. Don't want to tempt me too much. My ass is still sore."

"Mines not." Dean joked, laying back down.

"Just relax, Baby." Seth told him. "How did your interview go?"

"Um...okay. I'm sure I need to kiss Dolph's butt later for saving mine." Dean answered.

"Ewe...bad mental picture." Seth made a face jokingly. "But it was nice of him."

"Yeah." Dean chewed his bottom lip, feeling the nervous butterflies.

Seth noticed Dean's face. "What's wrong, Babe? You seem upset. Did I do something wrong?"

"No...I did." Dean stated. He stomach felt like it was in knots. "I did something really stupid."

Dark eyes full of worry watched him as Seth sat up. "What is it, Dean? You didn't get fired did you?"

"No...maybe hot water, but not fired. Um...I...I saw..." Dean swallowed hard. "I saw her...yes that her."

"WHAT?" Seth did a double take. "How the hell did she find you?"

"She works for the station I had the interview with today." Dean told him.

"Fuck...she just got out." Seth tried to control himself. "So...what did the bitch say?"

"She...apologized. Wants to...catch up. Ummm I...I agreed." Dean cringed waiting for the explosion.

Seth's eyes were wide, like his mind couldn't register the words he was hearing. It hurt the two tone haired man like a slap in the face after he had tried to protect his boyfriend from her. "Why?" He said at last, his voice oddly quiet. "Why would you want that?"

"I...I don't kn-know." Dean almost stuttered. "Ju-just seemed...um...right in the moment."

Seth lowered his head but not before Dean could see the hurt in his eyes. "You always said I rescued you from her. Why would you want to be around someone who brainwashed you?"

Dean shook his head. "I don't know...maybe closure...curiosity...The moment caught me off guard."

"Where you meeting her?" Came Roman's deep gruff of a voice.

Dean quickly sat up, looking at him seeing a hardened look to his face. "How long you been there?"

"Long enough." Roman said.

Seth shook his head. "I don't know what to say. I don't like this...I don't trust her."

"Well, I would seem a coward if I refuse now." Dean told them.

"So, where is the meeting?" Roman asked again.

"Haven't decided yet. She is having the room called." Dean told them as he sat up. He felt like he was in an interrogation.

"When?" Roman wondered as he came in more.

"Tomorrow afternoon."

"Have her come up here."

"What?" Dean was confused.

"Have her meet you up here for lunch. Quiet, private." Roman repeated.

Seth knew Dean meant well but he felt betrayed. He had helped his lover through flashbacks and countless nights because of that woman. To just agree to the meeting without talking it over together hurt him deeply. He got out of bed and began to throw on his clothes. "I need some air. Be back later." He almost snapped.

"Seth...please." Dean started to call. "I don't know what came over me." Worry, sadness and fear wanted to reflect in his blue eyes.

Seth didn't mean to sound hard but his voice came out full of anger and hurt. "She's trying to get back in your head and you don't even know it. I tried to help you before...tried to get you away from her and you wouldn't listen! I can't go through this shit again and neither can you! You still have flashbacks all the fucking time!"

Dean lowered his head. "May-maybe I thought facing her...I...I could break free of them." He almost whispered.

Seth let out a sigh and stopped dressing as he let it all sink in. He sat on the bed and sighed again. "Okay, Dean...if you feel you need this...I'll try not to worry. Just be careful."

"I will."

"He will be fine." Roman told them.

Dean looked at Roman. "What are you planning?"

"Have her come here...John has Access. I'll stay clear...just listen. Beyond that...don't worry." Roman said calmly.

"Why is it whenever someone says that, you want to worry more?" Dean wondered.

Seth wondered why Roman could be so sure but he had to trust his buddy. "Okay, Rome. I'll try not to...I have Access too."

"I may be out of sight...but he won't be alone." The Samoan assured Seth.

Seth nodded. "Okay, Dean. Maybe it will help you." He laid back in bed to try to relax. "John still out on the couch?" He asked Roman.

"Yeah, watching one of his car shows."

Seth's body relaxed as he laughed. "We need some hot swinging foursome action soon."

"I'm up for it...maybe tomorrow night?" Roman suggested. "Kill some of the stress."

Seth nodded. "We could all use that...if John's up for it too. I know Dean is." He laughed.

"Damn right." Dean exclaimed, tucking his hands under his head. "And if John isn't I will wonder if he is sick." He laughed.

Seth joined in the laughter. Meanwhile John was drifting to sleep on the couch, lulled by the droning of the TV. "Dean, planning on eating before the arena?" Roman asked.

"I'll just grab junk there." Dean replied.

"Yeah...I think I may as well." Roman pondered.

"You chowing junk?" Dean sounded shocked.

"Yeah...I do on occasion."

"Bullshit."

"Oh sue me...enjoy your nap." Roman turned leaving.

Dean turned looking at Seth. "Think he's pissed at me?"

"Nah." Seth laughed. "If so he'll get over it."

"Hope so if he is gonna watch my back tomorrow." Dean commented. "Just not used to him eating the backstage junk if he has time for a good meal."

"Dean, he's not going to be that pissed over one comment." Seth rolled his eyes. "Stop being a drama queen."

Dean sighed. "Sorry...on edge I guess."

"It's fine. Just try to relax, Baby." Seth pulled Dean close and ran a soothing hand through his messy locks.

"Nice." Dean gave a relaxing sigh closing his eyes.

While the guys enjoyed their time together John had dozed off on the couch, the TV still playing one of his beloved car shows. He was still wearing only shorts and his empty cup sat in his lap. Roman walked over. Seeing John's eyes closed he leaned near John's ear. "Dreaming of me?" He whispered.

John stirred, his eyes fluttering open to look at Roman. "I wish...just drifted off I guess."

"Oh damn." Roman smiled with a chuckle, standing up.

"Where you going to?" John's voice was a little slurred from sleep. "Why don't you sit on the couch with me?"

"Okay, Daddy." Roman moved to slip into the seat beside John.

"Seemed you were gone awhile...talking to the guys?" John asked, yawning.

"Yeah, Dean and I will grub at the arena." Roman said.

John blinked as he processed what Roman had said. "Really? You're going to eat their stuff?"

"Yeah...well, if there is anything left. You know how those locusts can be." Roman tried to joke.

John wanted to ask but kept his mouth shut since he figured Roman's diet was his business. "Yeah...hope they leave you something." He shifted. "Wonder when the guys want to play again?" He didn't say it aloud but the older man was addicted to the three men sexually. They all brought something different to the table.

Roman gave a hearty laugh. "Sure you weren't eavesdropping? We were talking about tomorrow night. We think that is our one breathing day."

"No...but I'm glad they brought it up." John's cock twitched in his shorts at the thought. "Sounds good..we all have a lot of fun." Even though he loved his boyfriend John had a slutty side that thrived on being used by men so he looked forward to the group playtimes.

"Yeah, I thought a good stress breaker with all the running around." Roman told him.

John nodded with a smile. "I'm so glad I found you all. I'm a lucky SOB with an amazing boyfriend and two great buddies to play with."

"Yeah...too many guys are possessive." Roman laughed, wrapping an arm over John's shoulders.

John leaned into Roman. "We know how we feel so we don't have to be jealous. Plus they have each other."

"Yep...would have been very hypocritical of me to be otherwise." Roman rubbed John's arm.

"I don't love them." John clarified. "I'll never love anyone else. I care about them as my friends but that's it."

"I wasn't thinking you did, Johnny." Roman assured the older man.

"Just want you to know where I stand." John insisted. "I've never loved anyone like you, Baby."

"Same thing, Daddy. No one else except a few family knew everything of me."

A large smile graced John's face. It just felt so good to know his feelings were returned. "You weren't close to...your past lovers?" He had to ask.

"Well, I was with my first..but I still couldn't share that with her. My second I think was more more physical...mainly on his side." Roman pondered the memory.

"That's how it was with me. I cared about Liz...hell, thought I loved her...but it was nothing like I feel for you." John told him. "When we split up I dealt and moved on...I don't think I could ever get over not having you in my life."

"Shit, talk about pressure." Roman stated seriously but then laughed to try to hide it.

John sighed. "I know you were serious, Rome. Hell, I'm the king of hiding behind humor. I'm sorry...just want you to know how much I care."

"I know Johnny...sorry."

"It's fine, Rome." The guys relaxed a while until it came time for Dean and Roman to head out to Smackdown. The guys headed out. Reaching the arena the food choices seemed slim picking of sandwiches. They headed for their locker room to relax. Roman texted John, letting him know he picked a bad choice for dinner. The show went smooth except for Dean complaining about being hungry.

Meanwhile Seth sat alone in his room a few hours before boredom kicked in. The two tone haired man was not used to being alone with nothing to do. He decided to go see what John was doing. Not seeing his buddy anywhere Seth walked to the master bedroom. "John?" When he received no answer he walked into the room, Seth's mouth going dry at the sight. The older man was on his back naked in the king size bed. John was breathing heavily as he fucked himself with one of his toys, sweat glistening on his bare chest. Seth licked his lips and cleared his throat, feeling his body grow heated at the display. He wondered if playing was allowed with Dean and Roman away. John's eyes had been closed and they shot open at the sound, registering shock then lust. "Hey...you look like you want to help a guy out." Seth nodded with a gulp and moved toward the bed.

Roman and Dean got back to the hotel. They got delayed by fans, Dean fought to remain professional, just wanting some food...and that still had to get ordered. When the men reached the penthouse no one was in the living room area. John was on his hands and knees facing the headboard while Seth fucked him hard from behind. No words were spoken just grunts and moans, the smell of sweat and sex filling the air. "Where are they?" Dean asked, looking around. "I'm starving."

"Well, you order...i'm hopping in the shower." Roman told him.

"What you want?" Dean asked.

"Hmmm if a full menu...fried chicken with mashed potatoes and gravy. If limited...surprise me." Roman replied, heading for the bedroom. Dean watched him, wondering what got into the big guy. Roman got closer and stopped, thinking he heard something. He didn't move, just listened closer.

"Fuck, Seth." John said, panting as the smaller man drilled him, digging his nails into John's hips. "You like to use those claws don't you?" Seth just grunted, his body on fire with the building tension in his hard cock.

Roman almost smirked, shaking his head. He headed back to Dean. "I think I'll use the other bath."

"Why, John stink yours out?" Dean laughed.

"No...hmmm Seth and John are...having fun." Roman said with a chuckle.

"Without us!" Dean yelled, heading for the room.

"Dean!" Roman yelled.

Dean looked at him. "What?!"

"Chill. What is the big deal...just order our food." Roman turned to continue to the bathroom.

It wasn't much longer before both men reached their climax, crying out as their sweaty bodies shook with pleasure. Seth slowly pulled out once his cock was spent. "Wow...John, that was good."

The older man nodded his agreement before moving from the bed. "Fuck yeah it was. Guess I'll go shower so I won't be a mess when Rome gets back."

"Sure, John." Seth replied, grabbing his clothes. He left the room, jumping when he almost ran into Dean.

"Hey, Kitten...have fun?" Dean asked even if he knew the answer.

Seth actually blushed as he was still naked, holding his clothes. "Uh...yeah. I didn't plan it. I went to hang with John and he was fucking himself with a toy."

"Whatever...I was ordering for me and Rome...he's in the other shower." Dean told him. "So guess you need to wash in the sink."

Seth nodded, looking at Dean. "You don't mind do you, Baby? That we played without you?"

"No...just...I guess just...a shock." Dean admitted. He may have felt a bit insecure.

Seth bit his lip, remembering how upset Dean had been the day he had raved about having John tied in the car. "We didn't play long...I didn't even restrain him. It was just a quick fuck, Baby."

"It's fine, Kitten." Dean told him.

Seth nodded. "Okay. Be back, Baby." He walked to the room he shared with Dean to use the bathroom sink. Roman's distorted outline could be seen as he was rinsing his hair.

"Just me, Rome!" Seth called as he grabbed a washcloth and wet it. "I'm using the sink."

"Sorry I took your space. Didn't want to intrude." He answered back.

"It's cool, Rome. Sorry if I took too many liberties." Seth apologized. "I walked in on John...pleasuring himself by accident and he offered. Hope that was okay."

"Yeah, it's cool." Roman shut the water. "Honestly...there was a comfort in it." He opened the shower door to grab a towel.

"Huh?" Seth didn't expect to hear that reply. "Comfort? How?"

Roman drew his lips in, biting on them lightly before releasing them. Before he could lower his head a sadness could be seen in his eyes. "Know what, Man...forget it." He secured the one towel around his waist before turning to grab one to towel his hair.

Seth misinterpreted the sad look and felt guilty. "I swear it wasn't anything but sex, Rome. I love Dean and God knows John loves you. We didn't even face each other."

"Fuck, Seth...I said I was cool with it." Roman tried not to blow up. "You know I don't show things easily." He licked his lips, walking over putting a hand on Seth's shoulder. "Look...I'm glad to know whatever happens John has the support and comfort he may need. I know it is not a romance thing. I know the act is just physical...but there is still a love there. Even if it is just like that of a family...like what we have when The Shield formed."

Seth nodded slowly, understanding dawning on him. "We do care about him, Rome. Like you said we're kind of all family now. I swear if...anything happens John will have our support as long as he wants it. Hell, we spend more time together than most do with their families."

"You may need to give it even if he claims he doesn't." Roman stated almost firmly. "We all know how stubborn he can be."

"Hey, you boys getting freaky without me?" Dean yelled in.

"Damn...there goes our moment." Roman faintly laughed. "Be right out." He called back to Dean. He looked back at Seth, releasing his shoulder. "Thanks, Man for understanding."

Seth nodded with a chuckle. "Guess Dean's worried he's the only one not getting some."

"He could be in a body cast and asked for a blow job." Roman laughed as he left the bathroom. "Sorry, Dean. Be right out." He stated then headed for his bedroom.