Cody could feel his heart pounding away like there was no tomorrow in his chest. He tried to take several deep breaths in an effort to calm himself back down, but it really didn't do much good. He was sitting in Randy's room, watching the Legend Killer try to make them a drinks in the little mini-bar that was in the room. But because he was so drunk, he was really pouring more on his hand than he was in the shot glasses. "Here, let me do it," Cody said when it finally became too pathetic for him to watch. He walked over and took the bottle of whiskey out of Randy's hands so he could pour the shots himself.

Randy smirked. He was so drunk that his eyes were completely glazed over. "You're so good Cody," he slurred out. He reached over and patted Rhodes on the head. "You're a good boy!"

Cody shook his head. "I'm not a dog Randy." He drank his shot and then frowned as Randy did the same thing. "I don't even think I should let you keep drinking. You have had more than enough as it is."

Randy waved his hands dismissively. "I have not," he denied. "I have had not nearly enough. I've only had…uh…" He stopped and tried to count the number of drinks with his fingers. "Uh…well I don't know but that's not important! What's important is that I'm here with you now, and I am here to help you with your problems."

"Randy I don't have any problems," Cody lied. He was getting frustrated with the fact that this subject just couldn't be dropped. Randy was the last person he wanted to talk to about the crush he was struggling with. "I don't know why you keep saying that. I'm perfectly fine."

"And I'm the Pope," Randy countered with a snort. He reached over and placed his hands on Cody's shoulders. "Coddles, I am here for you. Bare your soul to me my child or risk the wrath of my RKO."

Cody sighed. "Fine," he said reluctantly, only agreeing because he wanted to shut Randy up. "I…I like someone."

"Is it someone I know?" Randy asked, looking really excited at the thought.

"Yeah," Cody said as he gulped. "You know him pretty well."

Randy smirked. "And does this person like you back?"

"Not that I know of."

"Why? Is he dating someone or is he just stupid?"

"He's single and the stupidity thing is still up for debate." Cody let out a weak laugh at his lame joke. Randy however, didn't so much as grin. He looked deadly serious now.

"This is not acceptable," he declared. He moved his hands away from Cody's shoulders and up to his face. "You cannot take no for an answer. Your happiness is important. You must take a stand! Take what you want and refuse to take no for an answer my dear Chicken Legs."

Cody winced. He absolutely hated that nickname. "It's not that simple," he objected. "Even if I tell him, I really don't think it's going to work out. What I want and what he wants are two very different things."

Randy rolled his eyes. "Cody Cody Cody…don't be so down on yourself. Grow a set and express how you feel to the jackass."

Cody snickered. He wondered how Randy would feel if he found out that he had just called himself a jackass. "Why are you giving me relationship advice? You don't even believe in relationships."

Randy shrugged. "This isn't really relationship advice. This is just advice on getting the guy to notice you. Whether it turns into just sex or a relationship is all up to you." He slipped his shirt off and stumbled over to the bed. "The room is spinning," he said as he laid down. He shook his head and rubbed his eyes. "It won't stop spinning Cody. Why won't it stop?"

"I don't know," Cody answered. He couldn't stop staring at Randy's body right at the moment. He looked so delicious that it was more than what Cody could stand.

"What?" Randy asked when he realized that Cody was staring at him.

Cody shook his head. "Nothing."

Randy frowned and got back up. "Coddles I'm smashed and I know you're lying. That's not good." He walked right up to Cody, violating his personal space big time. "Now come on, don't keep anymore secrets from me. I don't like secrets. They're all…secretive."

Cody gulped. He didn't know what he should do. Part of his brain was telling him to push Randy away and get out of there. He couldn't let this get too far. Randy was drunk and things could go too far if he stayed. But as Randy continued to stare at him, he felt his resolve breaking. Finally he did make an attempt to move, but when Randy refused to get out of the way, his resolve finally broke. He grabbed Randy by the back of the head and kissed him, mentally kicking his own ass for doing this. Randy stayed absolutely still for a second but then kissed back, the alcohol probably fueling his reason in giving in.

Holy shit holy shit holy shit, Cody thought as he was slammed up against the wall. Despite being shit faced, Randy had enough presence of mind to start being dominated, which really made Cody weak in the knees. He let out a whoreish moan as he was groped eagerly, absolutely loving the way Randy's hands felt on his body.

"Fucking buttons," Randy growled as he started trying to get Cody's shirt off of him. He decided that removing the item of clothing the normal way was too much of a hassle and ended up ripping it open and removing it forcibly. If Cody would have been in a normal state of mind he would have been upset because he had actually liked that shirt. But since he was so caught up in the moment, he only mewled as he was pushed down on the bed.

"Cute," Randy grunted. He freed himself from his leather pants before unbuttoning Cody's jeans and yanking them down. "Underwear? No no no…that's bad." He removed Cody's purple boxers next, tossing them all the way across the room before getting on the bed and devouring Cody's mouth in a drunk sloppy kiss. Cody kissed back as best as he could, all coherent thoughts being driven out of his mind today. Only in his wildest dreams did he ever think that this would ever happen, and even then, it didn't feel as good as this.

He whimpered in disappointment as Randy's lips left his, but it died in his throat as Randy began to kiss his way down his body. "Randy," he panted, gasping as the Viper began sucking and biting at his nipples, hardening them into little stubs. He bit down on his lower lip as he watched Randy go lower, his breath catching in his throat as Randy's lips got closer and closer to his dick. Oh fuck…

Randy suddenly took Cody's cock into his mouth, sucking on it hungrily and causing Cody to thrash around the bed violently. He put all of his weight down on the younger man's legs, making sure he couldn't move as much. Cody tried to arch himself up anyway, so close to cumming that he was about ready to scream.

Then, as suddenly as he started, Randy took his mouth away. "No," Cody whimpered. "Randy please…"

"Suck me," Randy ordered, pulling Cody so he was face to face with his crotch. "Make me wet for you."

Cody wasn't about to resist that order. He took as much of Randy's length as he could, not being able to get all of it into his mouth because it was so thick. He swirled his tongue around it, looking up at Randy as his hair was grabbed roughly.

"So good," Randy grunted, thrusting into Cody's mouth and causing him to gag. "So warm…"

Cody gagged again and tried to relax his throat as he continued the blowjob. His jaw was beginning to ache, but he didn't dare stop until Randy pulled out and laid him back down. "Fuck!" he shouted, closing his eyes and wincing in pain as Randy pushed into him without any more prepping. He gritted his teeth and shook his head, trying his best to adjust to Randy's size as quickly as possible.

"You okay?" Randy asked as he planted kisses all over Cody's jaw.

Cody nodded. "I'm fine," he said after taking several deep breaths. He wrapped his legs around Randy, crying out again when Orton started thrusting deeply into him. The sound of skin slapping on skin and their moans were the only sounds that were filling the room. Cody was clinging to Randy tightly, pressing their sweat soaked bodies together. He was trying to hold himself together so this wouldn't end too soon, but as hard as he tried, he couldn't do it. "Right there," he moaned, wrapping his hands around his dick and stroking it as fast as he could. "Oh please do that again please please please…"

Randy did it again, putting his hand over Cody's and helping him stroke himself. Cody's body began to jerk uncontrollably as a powerful orgasm overtook him, his mouth opening and letting out a scream that probably woke up the entire hotel. Randy grunted as Cody's walls tightened around his dick, having his own orgasm just seconds later. Cody gasped for breath as Randy made sure to milk them dry, his world spinning as he struggled to come down from his high. "Randy I…" He looked at the Viper and realized that he had passed out. He sighed and placed a gentle kiss on Randy's cheek. "I love you," he mumbled, closing his own eyes and drifting off to the most satisfying sleep he had had in years.