As Sheamus drove to his house, he gave the sleeping Randy a quick glance and smiled. He couldn't wait until he got him home and up into his bed. Looking back towards the road, his smile turned into a smirk as he imagined what he was going to do to Randy once they reached his house. Suddenly, he frowned as he remembered that he had a house guest and might not be able to do the things he wanted. His met his guest about a month ago during a supposed business deal. The man and Sheamus had gotten along well and when Sheamus discovered that the man had nowhere to stay, so Sheamus invited him to stay at his house until they finished the deal.
Sheamus pulled up to his house and was happy to see that all the lights but the front porch were out. That meant his guest had gone to sleep and wouldn't ask why Sheamus was carrying Randy to his bedroom. He got out of the car and walked to the passenger side so he could grab Randy. He opened the door and lifted the man out carefully so he wouldn't wake him up. He carried him into the house and went straight to his bedroom with hardly making a sound.
He walked into his bedroom with his bundle and laid Randy gently on the bed. Sheamus started his plan by removing all Randy's clothes as carefully as possible, so not to wake the man. As he straightened up, he smiled down at Randy, thinking how much he wanted the younger man to be his. Suddenly as quickly as the smile lit his face, it was gone replaced by a glare and a frown as he remembered Randy telling him that he was only a friend. He stared at him for another minute and then smirking again turned around to gather the items he would need for his plan. He opened his large walk in closet and went to the back of it where he kept his toys in a big gym bag. Finding the bag, he opened it, grabbing a set of handcuffs, a chain with a clasp at one end, and then he saw some hemp rope. He smirked menacingly and grabbed the rope. He felt the rope with his fingers happy that it was rather rough because he hadn't taken care of it to make it softer. He left the closet and walked back to the bed.
He stood by the bed looking down at Randy, making sure he was still asleep. Finally, he started to carefully move Randy to where he wanted him and his hands above his head, locking his wrists in the handcuffs. Then he took the chain, clasped it to the cuffs and wrapped the rest of the chain tightly around the headboard stretching Randy's arms up even more. When he was satisfied with the tightness, he went to work on Randy's legs. He bent his feet until the ankles touched the back of his thighs and then tied them there with the rope, making sure the rope was nice and tight. He stood back and stared at the delicious feast spread out before him. From where he stood, Sheamus had a great view of Randy's tight, puckered hole and couldn't wait to pound into it. His eyes traveled up a little to Randy's now limp cock and imagined watching it twitch and jerk, while spraying cum all over the hot tone body as he pounded Randy into the mattress.
He shook his head at his thoughts and decided to sit at his desk to wait for Randy to wake up. As he walked to his desk, he stopped and decided to get a drink first so he went to the small liqueur cabinet by his desk and took out a glass and a bottle of whiskey. He would have much preferred a good, stout beer, but he didn't want to risk Randy waking up before he got back to the room. Sheamus wanted to see Randy's reaction when he realized he couldn't move and was trapped.
As he sat down in his chair, he put the glass on the desk and poured the whiskey in it. Suddenly, he thought of something that would make him feel even better, so he opened a desk drawer and pulled out a bottle of pills. He took a couple of pills and washed them down with the whiskey. He refilled the cup and kept drinking. Half way through his third glass he started feeling real good, and he saw a happy time where Randy would scream his name in pleasure and love while he fucked him into oblivion. He was drifting deeper into the illusions of his mind, when he was suddenly brought back to reality by the deep, loud grunts coming from the bed. His eyes snapped to the bed as Randy started to wake up.
Randy grunted as he woke up with a pounding headache. Slowly he opened his eyes only to squeeze them shut when nausea and dizziness hit him. He tried to rub his eyes with his hands but they wouldn't move. Forcing his eyes open through the pounding headache, nausea and dizziness he nervously looked around. The first thing he noticed was that his hand were cuffed and chained above his head, now he was getting scared. His eyes roamed down his body and he realized he was naked. Still looking down, he started to shake in fear when he saw how his legs were bent and tied. He quickly looked around to see if he recognized where he was. The room was almost totally dark except for a soft glow of light coming from the side of the room opposite the door. Randy's mind was still clouded with pain from the headache he had, so he looked toward the light to see if anyone was there. As his eyes became more focused he saw someone sitting at a desk. Recognition hit him hard and his gasped. He should have known where he was and as he stared in confusion at the person, he said, "Sheamus."
Sheamus stared at Randy with an evil smirk on his face. "So you're finally awake," he said as he stood up and walked towards the bed, stripping while doing so.
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