Evan frowned totally unaware of the fact he had been saying Randy's' name. Despite the drug in his system he could tell something was wrong. John's eyes - normally sparkling with laugher – were dark with passion. A passion that scared Evan. He tried to pull back but John kept hold of his legs lifting them up even higher so they rested on his broad shoulders. Then leaning forward he rolled Evan in two and as his shaft nudged at Evan's entrance he growled, "Let's see if you can ignore this!"

Evan cried out his screech echoing in Randy's ears as John entered the smaller man roughly. John gave Evan no time at all to adjust before snapping his hips in and out. Randy saw Evan claw at the blankets his body being shaken. Looking up Randy observed John's eyes they were dark lust filled Randy in all his years of knowing John had never seen them.

"Faster Randy," Cody moaned into his lover's ear. Randy noticing he had greatly slowed his pace since his attention was focused on Evan's whimpers of pleasure or was it pain. Randy started fucking Cody harder. Every now and again looking to Evan trying to read his face but he just couldn't tell as the smaller man's face was so scrunched up.

"John," Randy grumbled and gasped as at the moment he chosen to speak Cody clenched his ass around his cock.

"What," John panted not giving up is hard, fast pace.

"Pull out of him I have an idea I want to try on the," Randy smirked but in reality he wanted Evan to have a breather just to make sure the small body was talking John's brute force.

"No," John snarled and pressed his large hands on Evan's shoulders as the pummeling continued.

Randy gasped as John started to fuck Evan even harder than he'd ever seen John work before. Evan was nearly screaming with each thrust the flexible body totally rolled in two, his thighs pressed hard into his chest. With a snarl John bought a large forearm across and pressed down forcing Evan' face to side hissing, "Shut up. Stop screaming just take it...just take what I'm giving you."

Evan was starting to panic. He couldn't get free and suddenly he couldn't get enough air into his lungs to breathe let alone scream properly. So he just tried to reach out trying vainly to touch Cody, to safety.

Cody though was too lost in his own drug induced world to notice what was really happening – all he knew was that Randy wasn't fucking him nearly hard enough. Just as Randy as about to pull, out his concern for Evan overwhelming everything else, Cody started to ride him hard. Randy threw his head back groaning loudly as Cody fucked himself on his shaft.

It was only when John moved position and Evan could draw air into his lungs that Evan's stifled yelps became full screams for help. As one Cody and Randy looked over to the other side of the bed both gasping when they saw what John was really doing to Evan and the terrified state Evan was really in.

Cody didn't move stunned by what he was seeing the force of John on Evan. Randy pushed Cody off his shaft and grabbed John's hair. "Stop! Stop John, you are fucking raping him," Randy snarled and slapped John across the face.

Cody even though drugged fogged was able to grab one of John's arms and holding it back long enough for Evan to remove his body from under John's scrambling to the top of the bed. "That bitch deserved it," John growled "I was pleasuring him and he called for you," John growled as spit flew from his mouth with his words.

"Then you spank the bitch, not what you did," Randy pressed his forehead to John's. Cody moved beside Evan now both of them securely behind Randy.

"Evan you ok?" Cody saw flecks of red between Evan's legs and worry washed over him. Worry that if Randy saw what he might do to John, and worry for any pain Evan might be in.

"Yes," he whimpered and cuddled against Cody. Hearing his boy's conversation Randy's looked back and saw the blood.

"You want to rape someone, use all your brute strength?" Randy's head snapped back to meet John's eyes. "Fuck me Johnny, rape me ass now if that's what you want," Randy grabbed John's head. "Not my boys this is between you and me all of this," Randy kissed John. His words were true this was about them and not Cody and Evan. Randy started all this with his note, a note he wrote because he just missed having John in his life. Now John was here and it wasn't his John, the John he thought his boys would welcome with open arms. No Randy's John was missing and he needed to find him fast. "What's it going to be John? Going to rape me?"

John stared opened eyed as Randy kissed him. It was a painful kiss lacking any affection or feeling other than sheer anger. Pulling back with a snarl Randy growled, "Well, John?"

Slowly Randy's words sank through the fog that had descended on his mind. He blinked slowly then breathed. "Rape…I…"

Slowly – almost reluctantly - he looked past Randy. He looked past the furious Viper who was shaking with rage and saw the others. He saw how Evan was being cradled against Cody, the younger man stroking Evan's hair trying to calm him down and sooth his pain. Letting his eyes drift down John saw the already visible bruises on Evan's throat, he saw the all too obvious hand prints on the small biceps and as his eyes continued to travel lower John found it increasingly hard to breathe. Because there in awful contrast against the pale skin of Evan's thighs was the crimson evidence of what he had been doing.

He pulled away from Randy putting space between him and the bed, needing to escape the looks Randy and Cody were giving him. Everything had gone wrong. He couldn't barely think all he was aware of was the fact he'd being hurting Evan. Not like when he hurt Randy that had been an accident but this time he'd actually been intentionally hurting Evan. Even going so are as to enjoy the feelings the attack had created. He shook his head, staring unseeingly at Randy, murmuring, "No...God no...What have...I...I just wanted…" he screwed his eyes shut fighting hard not to break down as the realization of what he had been doing sank in.

"You were raping him," growled Randy, sliding off the bed and slithering towards John, "I invited you into our bed to play and you end up fucking raping one of my boys..John…why? Answer me!" demanded Randy griping John's chin and forcing it up. "Answer me! Why?"

"I just lost control," John crumpled to his knees. "I just, so tired of being ignored," John covered his face with his hands. Randy left his bed and went to the floor to sit in front of John.

"This is my fault I should have never offered this," Randy huffed trying. "You weren't ready for this," Randy closed his eyes his plan had failed with what had just transpired he wasn't going to be have his perfect relationship.

Cody and Evan moved to the edge of the bed looking down at the two older men not sure to speak or stay silent the effects of the pills they had been slipped still fogging their minds.

"I just want to be," John sobbed behind his hands. Randy just didn't know what to do this was not his area of expertise, not when it came to matters of the heart .Especially when his own heart was breaking and tearing with conflict between the man on the floor and the two men looking down at him from the bed.

"Evan, how are you puppy?" Randy asked not taking his eyes off John.

"Okay," came the reply from the bed.

"Cody, go get him washed up," Randy blinked still transfixed on the sobbing John.

Cody nodded even though Randy wasn't looking at him. He slid of the bed first wobbling slightly, a lasting residual effects of the drug both boys had been slipped. Evan though was slower to move and as he eased himself towards the edge of the bed he couldn't help the pained hiss and the stifled cry that escaped his lips.

Instantly Randy's head snapped around staring at him. Frowning he growled, "Puppy I thought you said you were okay."

"I was until I tried to move," replied Evan his voice thick with pain, "I just...I just need a hand getting off the bed I…" he gave another yelp as he finally swung his legs down.

Standing up he clung to Cody's offered arm breathing deeply he looked at Randy the dark chocolate eyes swimming with unshed tears and tried to give a comforting smile. It didn't work. Randy was up and at his side in a second. Cupping Evans face he searched his small lovers face then slowly ran a hand down Evan's back. He slid it under the pert backside growling in his throat when he felt the slick mess John had left. It was only as he pulled his hand away he saw the specs of fresh blood. Bowing his head he growled, "Cody get Evan to the bathroom clean him up and make sure..." his voice faltered on the words and not waiting nodded warping an arm around Evan and guiding his unsteady lover towards the bathroom.

Randy waited for the door to close before he turned to look at John. And when he did John actually gulped with fear.

"John," Randy's voice was cold emotionless. "It was just a word," Randy began. "I wanted you to fuck him, but I meant with some prep and just a little roughness. Evan is not built like I am, he could never handle what you did, god, fuck he thinks he's been raped," Randy rubbed his stubbly head pacing the room.

His boys would never forgive him for bringing John home. Randy didn't even want to forgive himself, but every time he glanced over at the remorseful John he remembered why he made that offer in the first place. John was alone, alone and waiting on him. They never really broke up just drifted apart and the both still had feelings for each other, deep ones. Feelings of love.

"Hit me, yell at me," John's voice cracked. "Throw something please don't be quiet," John gasped as Randy came over and hugged him.

"Hush Johnny, I know you didn't mean it. You've had too much to drink we should have done this sober," Randy was still upset but he just couldn't hurt John anymore. Over the last two years with Evan and Cody he'd done enough pain to John. "I still," Randy paused taking a deep breath before confessing. "Love you."