"Okay, Babe, come on, I know you're feeling the injury and you're pissed off but you've got to cheer up," John pleaded as he led Randy into their hotel room.

"I don't feel like it right now, my life sucks and this just makes it worse," Randy moaned feeling sorry for himself.

John's shoulders slumped as he watched Randy pull away from him and flop down into the nearest chair, his defeated attitude winning over.

"Would it help if I said you looked sexy out there tonight?" John asked taking a seat on the arm of Randy's chair.

"No."

"Fine; I'm going to take a shower," John bit, annoyed with Randy's attitude. "No doubt it'll be better company.

John took his time in the shower, he loved Randy but he couldn't take much more of his hate at the moment. He wanted to do something to cheer him up and distract him from his bitter thoughts. When they were in St. Louis John was easily able to do so with a little light flirting, the odd touch, and of course mind blowing orgasms. Over the four days they were there, not only did they decorate and fully furnish his house, but they christened nearly every room of the house in their own style.

As the water ran down over his body, John smiled at the memory of catching Randy watching his ass when he was dancing to a song. The two men were in the garage when John was starting to look at his car and he had to admit he was shaking his butt to the song playing on the radio without even thinking.

He knew Randy was lost in impure thoughts when he was able to walk over to him and pick him up without a fight. John enjoyed that particular afternoon as he finally had Randy writhing over the hood of his car as he had his way with him. They'd almost been caught as one of Randy's new neighbors came over to introduce herself, but thankfully they were just pulling themselves together when she popped her head into the garage.

John finished up in the shower, knowing exactly what he was going to do to put a smile on Randy's face, even if he felt like an idiot when he was doing it. He covered his body with body spray and then pulled on a pair of baggy jeans and a loose shirt, keeping it unbuttoned down to the top of his abs.

Grabbing his iPod, he placed it on the docking station and found a suitable song. He was about to go and get Randy when he decided to add one more piece of clothing to his attire. He went to his bag and pulled out his skinny tie, grateful Emma had suggested buying it, just in case. He tied it around his neck, keeping it loose so it sat well with his shirt.

As he went out to the living space, he turned the lights down in the bedroom so they were on a more romantic level. He walked up behind Randy and squeezed his good shoulder.

"Will you come into the bedroom with me?" John whispered, trying to keep his voice seductive.

"I'm watching something."

John reached down and took the remote control from Randy's hand, getting an annoyed grunt from Randy as he switched the TV off.

"I've got something better for you to watch in the bedroom," John teased as he ran his hands down Randy's front. Randy tipped his head backward and saw how John was dressed, slightly gulping at the sight, at least what he could see. Nodding his head, he let John lace their fingers together and pull him up from his chair. He let John lead him into the bedroom and over to a chair John had put in the middle of the room. He watched John as he went to the docking station to start the music.

"I saw how you were watching me last week," John drawled running his fingers across the exposed skin of his chest. "So I thought maybe I could take your mind off everything with a private performance."

John smiled as a grin spread eagerly across Randy's face, looking forward to his show. John took a couple of seductive steps toward Randy, swaying his hips to the soft music playing. When he was just out of arm's reach from Randy, he slipped the buttons undone that were holding his shirt together, letting his abs go on show all the while circling his hips as he started grinding down lower to the floor.

As he made his way back to a standing position, he ran his hands over his abs teasing Randy, before hooking his thumb in the front waistband of his jeans. He pulled the front down a mere inch or two as he continued gyrating, making sure Randy was aware that he wasn't wearing any underwear.

John's eyes never left Randy's as he watched him bite his lower lip, sighing as John continued grinding his hips as though they was pressed up against one another. John's excitement grew when he saw Randy adjust his pants trying to make himself more comfortable. When it didn't work, John bit his own lip watching Randy rub the growing bulge in his pants.

John moved closer to the chair, so he was stood in between Randy's legs and started slowly turning around, continuing to gaze at Randy over his shoulder. As he was facing away from Randy, he popped his flies open and continued to turn so when he was back facing Randy his own hard member was standing free.

John closed his eyes briefly when he heard Randy let out a groan, he let out his own when he opened them again to see Randy licking his lips. He turned around again, resting his hands on Randy's knees he lowered himself down so he could rub his ass over Randy's straining cock, leaning back into his lovers body, resting his head on Randy's good shoulder.

John's breath hitched when Randy grabbed his waist and let out a loud slutty moan, his hands sliding round to feel John's abs. As he was grinding against Randy, John could feel his jeans slipping further down and soon his bare ass was rubbing against Randy's straining cock.

"Johnny," Randy gasped as John continued grinding against him.

"Enjoying?"

"Fuck yes," he moaned in response.

"Good," John said suddenly pulling away from Randy.

He stepped out of his pants as seductively as he could, and put his hands behind his head, continuing to roll his hips. He smirked again as Randy started rubbing his cock through his pants.

Wanting to feel Randy against him again, John straddled Randy's laps, gripping the back of the chair, grinding into Randy's groin, causing another loud moan to escape Randy's lips as his head lolled backward.

"And you say I've got a slutty moan," John whispered in Randy's ear.

One of his hands flowed down the front of Randy's top, pulling it up so he could feel his cock slide across Randy's abs. They both looked down and watched their bodies grinding together, their breathing getting heavier. John could hear the song ending in the background and locked eyes with Randy once more.

"Want another dance Babe?" John asked smirking.

"Uuhh, there is no way I can take that again," Randy said leaning his head against John's shoulder. "One more minute and I would've cum in my pants."

John chuckled and slid off Randy's lap. He took his hand and pulled him from his seat, leading him to the bed.

"How about I help you out with that?" John said as he crawled on top of Randy and opened his pants only to find his cock causing a tent in his boxers. "You really were in a bad mood; you're wearing underwear."

"Okay, the moving trucks will be here shortly," Cody said to Ted and Randy as they pulled into the driveway of their new home. "Randy, you're under strict orders, no heavy lifting. You can help me unpack the rooms."

"Come on Cody, lifting a couple of boxes isn't going to cause me any further harm," Randy moaned as he got out the car, slamming the door a little harder than he meant.

John and Randy agreed they'd help Cody and Ted move in and get set up in their new home, when Emma once again insisted they didn't waste time visiting her. Ted and Cody had once again attempted to visit with her during their off days but she sent them away to prepare for their big move, wishing she would be able to help them.

"Are you whining again?" a voice said from behind.

Randy spun round and saw John getting out of his Viper Dodge Pickup, grimacing at Randy's moaning.

"I was not whining," Randy complained.

"He was whining," Ted and Cody said in unison.

John chuckled at Randy's expression and placed a chaste kiss on his lips, "Morning Babe."

"I was not whining," Randy said in defeat.

After Ted and Cody showed them around the new house, letting them know what rooms were which, they went back out to the front yard just in time for the first moving truck to arrive, containing Ted's boxes.

John, Ted and Cody carried them into the house as Randy leant moping against the pillar by the front entrance. Randy was getting pissed off with the looks he was getting from the people from the moving company as though they thought he should be helping. It wasn't so much the looks he was getting; as opposed to the fact they were right. It was frustrating that John and the others wouldn't let him help.

"Okay, snap out of it," John said coming out of the house, discreetly placing his hand on Randy's waist as a gesture of love.

"I'm sorry, it's frustrating that I can't help my friends," Randy said, looking away from John's eyes.

"Listen, Cody's about to start unpacking some boxes in the kitchen," John said running his hand up Randy's arm. "He'll let you help with that; just don't lift the plates all at once."

"John, I can lift a set of plates, it won't hurt me," Randy grizzled.

"I know; but Cody is freaking out because they're Ted's grandmothers," John chuckled. "Ironically, his grandmother is more open to their relationship than his parents. Trust me it's worth a look just to see Cody handle them."

Randy snickered at John's comments, leant in and kissed him chastely on the lips. John didn't let him get away so quickly and captured his lips again, running his tongue along Randy's bottom lip. Randy opened to him as he pulled John closer to his body.

Regrettably, John pulled back when he heard Ted coming out from the house, winking at Randy as if to say they'd continue it later.

Randy ventured into the house, found Cody in the kitchen, and immediately agreed with John. It was hilarious to see the way Cody was handling the dinner set. He could picture Cody hyperventilating every time they used them, which Randy hoped for his friend's sake wouldn't be very often.

The day went on and the three men once again carried the boxes in from the second moving truck, which bought Cody's possessions to the house. Once everything was in, John and Randy went to the spare room to set up the room, giving Ted and Cody some alone time.

Randy's mood picked up a little when he realized he could give John orders and see him moving the heavier objects by himself. He led out on the bed and watched the older man work his muscles, making him move things around, declaring he thought it might look better in a different spot. Then when it was in the new location, he'd decide it needed to go back where it started.

He wasn't sure if John was just playing along but as he was moving the chest of drawers to the opposite wall, Randy couldn't help but lick his lips as he watched a bead of sweat run down the back of John's neck.

When John turned round and saw Randy sprawled out on the bed, lust clearly in his eyes, he raised his eyebrow in curiosity.

"Close the door," Randy said his voice a little thick.

John walked over and closed the door before making his way to the bed to join Randy. As he got close, Randy sat up scooted to the edge of the bed so John could stand between them.

"Now this reminds me of last night," Randy smirked, pushing John's shirt up a little to expose his mid-section.

He placed gentle kisses across the skin as his handles went straight to John's belt.

"Babe, what are you doing?" John asked, his voice sounding nervous. "We can't do this here."

"Wrong, you just have to be quiet," Randy said as he unbuckled John's belt and lowered his flies.

As soon as his John's shorts were open, Randy slipped a hand inside and started palming the older man, who closed his eyes enjoying the feeling. Randy pulled John's boxer briefs down enough to release his cock and started stroking him to full hardness.

"Randy," John muttered, now lost in the sensations Randy was causing him.

Randy bought John's cock to his lips and kissed the tip before running his tongue along the underside. When he felt John pushing on the back of his head, Randy took John in and immediately started bobbing up and down on his cock.

"Oh yeah, Babe," Johnny muttered, trying to remain as quiet as possible.

Randy pulled off John's cock, letting his tongue run straight from base to tip, swirling it around the top before teasing the slit.

"Oh, Jesus fucking Christ," John screamed grabbing the back of Randy's head tighter, trying to thrust back into Randy's mouth.

Randy smirked at John's eagerness, loving how he could always make his man fall apart. Randy swirled his tongue around the tip a couple more times, lapping up the taste of John's precum; then started lowering down on John's shaft once more.

"Oh, God," John moaned quietly. "Keep going."

Humming around John's cock, Randy slid further down the shaft; swirling his tongue around as he went.

"Babe," John was panting hard. "Babe."

Randy reached into John's pants and cradled his balls, squeezing gently to add to his enjoyment. The extra pressure caused John to thrust his hips forward, and Randy swallowed to allow more room in his mouth as John's dick was now hitting the back of his throat.

"I don't know how much longer I can last…Babe…please," John begged as he continued thrusting into Randy's mouth.

Randy doubled his efforts as he bobbed up and down on John's shafts sucking harder and rolling his tongue over the tip on his way up. Randy felt John's grip on his head get tighter knew he was about to cum.

"Babe…God…yes… Randy," John tried not to yell as shot after shot of cum went into Randy's mouth. Randy swallowed every drop as more spurted from John's dick.

"Fuck," John called one last time as Randy released him from his mouth.

Randy tucked John back in to his boxers and then leant back on his elbows, a pleased look spreading across his face as John stood on the spot, completely stunned at Randy's actions. He tugged on John's arm to bring him onto the bed with him and captured his lips, sliding his tongue into John's mouth. Randy's cock twitched when he heard John moan, as he tasted himself on Randy's tongue.

He groaned himself when John reached down and palmed him through his basketball shorts, as their tongues still battled for dominance. Randy eventually gave in when John's hand travelled up the leg of his shorts and gripped his member through his boxers, gently stroking him, causing him to moan.

"Guys, we were think… oh god," Cody yelled as he walked in just as John was wrapping Randy's legs around his hips.

"Shit," Randy swore as he pushed John off him, wishing he hadn't when he remembered the state he was in.

Cody turned around and left the room in a huff, "I can't believe you two."

"What's with the yelling?" Ted asked as he met him in the hallway. "Are they okay with Thai food?"

Cody pushed passed him and ran down the stairs. Ted cringed when he heard a door slam on the ground floor. Before he could follow Cody downstairs, John and Randy exited the spare room, a guilty look on both faces.

"Do I want to know?" Ted asked.

"Randy started it," John said stepping back with his hands up.

"That's mature, Cena," Randy snarked. "Where is he?"

"Downstairs somewhere, I heard a door slam," Ted said. When Randy went to go by, Ted stopped him. "Not sure you're the best person. Let me speak to him."

They went downstairs and John and Randy went through to the kitchen when Ted went into the family room looking for Cody. Randy leant against the kitchen island and rubbed his face. He never would've suggested it if he thought Cody would have come upstairs and found them in that position. Cody had been busy downstairs with Ted at the time so he thought they were safe.

"Don't beat yourself up," John said wrapping and arm around Randy's waist and pulling him into his side.

"We shouldn't have done that," Randy said simply.

"Probably not," John said trying to soothe Randy, knowing nothing would accept apologizing to Cody being forgiven.

They waited for about five minutes before Ted brought Cody through from the family room, who was still sulking.

"Cody, I'm sorry," Randy said. "We shouldn't have been doing that in your house."

"You think that's what the problem is?" Cody asked incredulously. "I'm pissed off because you couldn't even let me have one day. It's always got to be about you."

"Cody, come on. We weren't thinking is all," Randy said. "I wasn't trying to take away from you or Teddy, we just got carried away."

"Yeah I remember; vividly," Cody snapped.

"Fine, I'll just go," Randy said in defeat. "Give me a call when you're ready to be mature and accept an apology."

"Randy," John and Ted called trying to stop him from leaving.

"Codes, he was trying to apologize," John explained. "This was just as much my fault as well."

John went after Randy, catching up with him in the front yard where he was on the phone ordering a taxi. After he ended the call, John tried to convince him to stay but he wasn't interested. He'd tried to apologize to Cody but he wouldn't listen. He wasn't going to stick around to be yelled out.

Before the taxi arrived, Ted dragged Cody out to the front yard and ordered them to talk civilly to one another.

"Why should I?" Cody asked, almost whining.

"Because I don't want you to lose one of your best friends," Ted said. "Now stop acting like a child and act more like the boyfriend I fell in love with."

Cody looked him and grinned slightly before turning to Randy with a stone look once more.

"I've already apologized, why should I do it again?" Randy said stubbornly.

"You two are as bad as one another," John commented. "Just do it, Randy."

"Fine. Cody, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you. We got carried away up there. We should have let you and Ted get it on in the house first," Randy said, sounding almost sarcastic.

Cody turned away, a blush creeping across his cheeks as he turned to Ted who had started smirking.

"Apparently they did," John said as he went over to the lawn and threw himself down with a slight laugh.

"Then why the dramatics Cody?" Randy said more confused than angry now.

"Because it was meant to be my moment with Ted… and it was… until I walked in on you two," Cody explained, looking down at his feet.

Ted walked behind him and wrapped his arms around his waist, resting his chin on Cody's shoulder.

"So do you accept his apology?"

"Yeah of course," Cody nodded pulling away from Ted and giving Randy a brotherly hug. "Okay, before I saw that disg-"

"Hey," John shouted from the lawn. "There is nothing disgusting about my man."

"I got news for you John, I saw more of you than Randy," Cody quipped.

John looked to Randy as though he was waiting for him to interject on his behalf but nothing came.

"What, I agree with Cody, you were being disgusting," Randy joked as he walked over and offered his hand to John. He pulled John from the ground and slapped the back of his head lightly.

"If I was being so disgusting, how come you were moaning underneath me," John remarked quietly.

"I said you were being disgusting, not that I wasn't enjoying it," Randy said before quickly kissing John.

"Okay, before you two start again, Cody was actually going to ask you if you were okay with Thai food for dinner, we were getting hungry," Ted interjected.

"Sounds good," Randy said, pulling John along as they all entered the house. "How about my treat, to make it up to you Codes?"

"Definitely your treat Randy," Cody stated.

"I just need to cancel the taxi; John can drive," Randy said as he went through to the next room with his phone.

"I'm okay with that as well," Cody said as John looked disbelievingly at Randy's retreating figure. "I'm scarred for life, and I think I want a new bed for that room as well."

"That's okay," John said as he picked up his keys from the kitchen counter. "Ship that one o Randy's, he needs a new bed."

They all sat around the island in the kitchen as they waited for Randy to come through from the adjacent room.

"I thought Randy sorted all the furnishings for his place?" Ted asked as he grabbed a couple bottle of waters they'd stashed in the fridge.

"He did; we broke it," John said wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.

Cody and Ted simply stared at Randy as he walked into the room.

"What?"

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