Early Next Morning
"What the hell is that?"
"My yoga alarm."
"Turn it off, please." John begged. "I don't have to be up this early." Randy had already shut the alarm off and was getting out of bed. "Where you going?"
"It's yoga time. Go back to sleep."
"That's so ridiculous. Don't go."
"45 minutes and I'll be back…make that an hour. Shower time included."
"Okay. I admire your dedication by the way." The tall man laughed as he left the bedroom on wheels. He found enough space on the bus and got started…
"Oh my damn." John said when he stepped out and saw the other man in the Plough Pose
"What are you doing out here?"
"Bathroom." Randy slowly extended his legs until they were over his head then brought them down to the floor
"Go to the bathroom." He said going into the downward facing dog
"Now I really need to go." The older man commented turning on his heel and leaving. After the 45 minutes were up Randy showered then got back in bed
"Feel better?"
"You're not sleeping?"
"No. Seeing those poses has me wide awake."
"I never would have pegged you as a pervert. Not the way you bounce around the ring and give those long-winded promos where your voice gets oddly deep but you call guys Jack when you're super serious."
"For someone who doesn't like John Cena you know an awful lot of his nuances."
"You mean all the things I don't like about him."
"It's just my character."
"Good thing or else I wouldn't be here."
"Harsh." The younger man turned flat on his back
"Seriously?"
"What?"
"You have a mirrored ceiling?" John looked up
"Yes. It's not as gross as it seems. It's hot actually."
"I doubt that."
"Well you'll find out soon enough." Randy's jaw dropped
"You're not going to find out anything on this bang bus."
"What?! Bang bus?"
"That's what Cody called it."
"Why?"
"He imagines that you bang a lot of people on it? I don't know. I thought it was funny."
"For the record I don't "bang" a lot of people on here. I'm generally alone since I have to travel all over all day long."
"Cody said it."
"What's the deal with you and Cody?"
"The deal? There is no deal. Been friends forever and after my divorce we moved in together."
"Oh."
"Why? Did you think we'd had a relationship of some sort?"
"I didn't think anything."
"Uh-huh. I don't believe you but whatever." Randy said with a yawn
"I thought yoga energized you."
"Normally it does but when I shower then get back in bed, it's pointless."
"You could always set your alarm for later when you're with me on the road sometimes."
"I'm going to be with you on the road sometimes?"
"I hope so."
….
"Are you just going to walk around while I'm doing this thing?"
"Probably. I'm not big on comic books but I would like to see some of the cosplayers."
"Fair enough. You could always swing by my booth and get in line for an autograph."
"I'll pass." John laughed loudly
A Month Later
Felix: you ever thought about going to Dubai?
Randy: this…this is a serious question?
Felix: yes
Randy: honestly I haven't but who does
Felix: I'll give you a moment to think about it
Randy: Cena
Felix: five days in Dubai and then a few days on the road…unless you want to go home after coming back to the states
Randy: you're crazy…let me check the weather though
Felix: lol. I'll wait
Randy didn't need to check the weather. Who would pass up a trip to Dubai? He sent the email he was in the middle of typing up to one of his clients then picked up his phone
Randy: when are we leaving?
Felix: four days. Leaving after taping SD on Tuesday
Randy: you really like springing stuff on a person
Felix: does that mean you're not going?
Randy: stop playing. You know I'm going
Felix: right. I'll reserve a plane ticket for you to meet me at whatever city I'm in and we'll leave from there
Randy: I can buy my own ticket
Felix: I know you can but you're my guest so I pay. I'll even spring for first class. Talk later. Have to go
"Hello?"
"I'm going to Dubai." Randy blurted out
"What? You have clients in Dubai now. How in the world did that happen?"
"WWE is going to Dubai."
"Holy shit. He asked you to go with him?"
"Yea. Just now. In a text."
"He never struck me as formal. When are you leaving?"
"Four days. He's flying me into the city where he'll be and we're leaving from there."
"This is a real life Pretty fucking Woman."
"Are you calling me a prostitute?"
"No because you haven't so much as given John a frickin' hand job. If you don't, at the very least, blow him during this trip then I will."
"Don't make it seem like you're put off by the thought. We're roommates and I've heard some of your phone conversations." Cody moved his phone away from his mouth but Randy could hear him giggling on the other end
"Anyway," He came back to say. "You should do some shopping before you go."
"Why? What's wrong with my clothes?"
"Nothing but don't you want some fresh stuff to go with?"
"…are you talking about underwear? I'll have you know that there is nothing wrong with the underwear I own. I don't wear mine until what was once a pair of briefs turns into a G-string like you do."
"I only wear my threadbare ones around the house to annoy you."
"I knew it." The younger man laughed
"Make sure you slip that Seth, or Wade, my number when you see them."
"Bye Cody. I'll see you later."
"Bye." He said through laughter
Burj Al Arab Jumeirah: Dubai, UAE
JohnCena Cenation has rolled into Dubai! Catch me and the guys at the show tomorrow night! #NapTime
RandyOrton Dubai I am in you! instagram p/zumeRUjUP/ #LightsOut #TimeToSleep
"It's beautiful here." Randy commented
"Yea and you get to enjoy it while I'm out working."
"You'll get over it." He said sliding between the exquisitely silky sheets. "Oh these are heaven."
"They are."
"What are you doing?"
"Going through Twitter. I fav'd your tweet."
"You think that was a good idea?"
"We'll see."
"Can I ask a question?"
"I thought you'd be out of questions by now but go ahead."
"What was up with you and the Bella? Did you try being straight again?" John laughed a little
"It was a company thing for that show. Have us be seen out places and get the speculation going, you know. As we were getting into it, it made me more and more uncomfortable so I told them I couldn't do it."
"Oh. WWE is weird…tell them to focus more on wrestling and decent storylines instead of fake drama or better yet, let me tell them."
"No to both of those. Do you watch?"
"What?"
"The show. You seem to know some about it."
"Cody watches and I see bits of it…and I get recaps from him. Why are they doing that to Natalya?"
"Doing what? I don't watch."
"They make her look like a total bitch and in my gut I feel like she isn't that way. She seems sweet. Genuinely so."
"She is. I don't know why she's being portrayed that way."
"Hm."
"Can we go to sleep now?"
"I guess." Randy turned over onto his stomach and draped an arm across John. He kept his head on his own pillow instead of the man's chest like a person normally would
"It's so weird you sleep like this."
"Don't judge me."
Next Afternoon
RandyOrton view from the hotel (Burj Al Arab Jumeirah) instagram p/zumeRUjUP/ #ViewFromTheTop #Lucky
John was in a car which was driving him to do an interview when the phone on his lap alerted him. He laughed when he saw Randy's tweet, thought about tapping the star underneath of it but decided to respect the man's privacy instead. John wasn't naïve and had seen and heard about it happening numerous times. Once fans realized that Randy was in his life, the younger man would catch holy hell
Back at the hotel Randy could have sworn that the beach was actually calling him to come down for a visit but he had work to do and it would have to wait. On the flight over he had received quite a few emails from clients in regards to changing up their diets. Many asking if they could increase their caloric intake. Those made him chuckle
Sure you can if you want your body to stay exactly the way it is now. And I'm sure that's not what you want. Here's a list of foods that will help you sustain energy and make you feel full throughout the day. You'll be able to ignore those hunger pangs or better yet, not have them at all
It was the standard response he gave all those messages. So standard that the man had it memorized. Randy frowned when he read that one of his nursing home residents had taken a fall and was now unable to control her swallowing reflex. He made the authorization for her to be put on a puree diet with thickened liquids and hoped that she got well soon
….
Once Randy was all caught up on his work he slammed his laptop closed and changed into a pair of swim trunks and a t-shirt then rushed down to the beach. He found the perfect lounger which was an equal distance between the ocean and the walk-up bar
RandyOrton work done now time to enjoy! instagram p/zumeRUjUP/
He tweeted a picture of his propped up feet with the ocean behind them and his drink that had somehow made it into the shot
CodyRhodes I am so jealous right now RandyOrton
RandyOrton RT " CodyRhodes: I am so jealous right now" you should be. This is perfect and you're stuck doing…what? Working? Ahahahaha
CodyRhodes RandyOrton ignorant ass
RandyOrton RT " CodyRhodes: ignorant ass" lololol – you better be nice to me
CodyRhodes RandyOrton oops! You know you're my fav *heart eyes emoji*
RandyOrton CodyRhodes ew
CodyRhodes RT " RandyOrton: ew" *laughing emoji* but anyway. I have to get myself ready for bed since I have WORK in the morning
RandyOrton CodyRhodes sweet dreams
The tall man relaxed on his lounger and took in the sights. He couldn't believe he was in Dubai on John Cena's dime. He thought about sending Cody a thank you card for making him buy that ticket and convincing him to go to the show alone. The man finished off his drink before dozing off to sleep
….
"Hello?" Randy rasped into his phone
"Hey. Did I wake you?"
"No. I just got back from the beach like 20-25 minutes ago."
"20-25 minutes ago?! Your tweet had you there at a little after noon and you're just getting back?"
"Yes. I fell asleep." John laughed
"How burned are you?"
"Like a forgotten Christmas cookie in the oven. I stopped for aloe on my way back to the room so I'm covered in that."
"Sexy."
"Well I can make anything look good."
"I believe it. Does you looking like a chocolate pirouette cookie," Randy laughed. "Mean you're not coming to the show tonight?"
"Yes. Let me peel a little. What time do you think you'll be back?"
"After the show."
"No shit. What time is that, Super Cena?"
"9ish…the shows here are early. Why?"
"No reason."
"Uh-huh. What are you up to?"
"I'm in a foreign country I know relatively nothing about so what could my crispy ass be up to?"
"Good question."
"Bye John."
"Bye."
Later: 9ish
John walked into the vast hotel room and saw the top of Randy's head over the couch. The younger man was watching old episodes of Workaholics
"How the hell did you find that?" He asked running a hand over the man's head then leaning down to give him a kiss
"Wi-Fi is a wonderful thing, my friend. I brought my Roku."
"You crafty son of a gun."
"How was your day?"
"Long. Did some interviews then Dolph, Seth and I went and drove a few cars."
"What types?"
"Lambo, Ferrari…I can't remember the other."
"That must have been nice."
"Would have been nicer if I didn't own two Ferrari's."
"Oh excuse me." John smiled
"Do you want to order room service?"
"Sure."
"Just get me a burger or something. I'm going to take a shower."
"You got it." John went to the bathroom and stood under the spray of the jets as the hot water relaxed his muscles. When his stomach growled he stopped the water and stepped out. Instead of putting clothes on, he grabbed one of the hotels fluffy white robes and slipped it on
"What's all this?" John asked seeing a table set with candles and a bucket of champagne with two dome covered platters on them
"Dinner."
"I know I was in there for a while but there's no way the food got here this fast."
"No it didn't. I wanted to do something nice so I ordered this earlier. That's why I asked when you'd be back. Have a seat."
"Baby," John said smiling. "This is so nice of you."
"Because I'm nice…and good-looking."
"Very good-looking indeed. You're my man crush every Monday."
"Better be."
"What is it?" Randy removed the lids from the platters and set them to the side before blowing out the candles. "Why'd you do that?"
"I didn't ask for candles so I don't know why they're here."
"Maybe the hotel staff was trying to create a mood for you."
"I know how to create my own moods just fine."
"Can you create one later then?"
"I suppose. You have been a good boy since meeting you."
"Don't tease me, please."
"How about we stop talking about it and eat this food? It wasn't cheap."
"Didn't you charge it to the room? It's on my credit card."
"Actually it's not. I got them to charge it to mine since I was doing something nice for you...us." The older man smiled as he took a bite of his stuffed lobster tail
"Oh man."
"Good?" He held his fork out for Randy to take a bite. "Oh man." Randy echoed. "That is good."
"Do you want to open the champagne or should I?"
"You do it. The last time I did a window in my house needed to be replaced."
"Jesus. Did you shake it like you'd just won the Stanley Cup?" Randy looked at John blankly making the man laugh. John poured them each a glass of the bubbly then sat down with a sigh
"What's the matter?"
"There's really no good way to go about this and you're probably going to be mad at me for it."
"What the fuck John? You brought me all the way here,"
"Relax a little. I'm not breaking things off with you I just have something I want you to sign."
"Sign?" John stood again and retrieved a folded piece of paper from his suitcase. Randy snatched it when he brought it over
"A non-disclosure agreement? I'm not with you to learn your secrets then write a tell-all, John."
"And I don't believe that you are but I have to protect myself, my brand."
"This Mutual Non-Disclosure Agreement is made and entered into as of," Randy read. "Blah, blah, blah…the parties wish to explore an intimate relationship," He laughed. "So tell me what happens if I go around telling your business because I don't want to read all of this."
"I have a right to deny any and everything you say through a lawyer and I can sue you."
"Since I have no intention of doing that I'll just sign it." The older man handed over a pen
"I'm so sorry that I have to do this."
"Me too."
"But that's my life now."
"Poor you."
"I'm not saying poor me but do you know how hard it is doing this to people? It's not normal."
"No I don't know how hard it is. There I signed it. Put it away and let's finish our dinner, okay?"
"Okay. I'm sorry."
"Just give me a kiss and be quiet."
"Humbling me yet again."
….
"You know, your sunburn doesn't look that bad." John commented as he wiped crumbs off the table
"I would say thank you but you didn't say that it looked good either." Randy remarked crawling on the bed. The older man stared at his ass while it was in the air. He and Randy had been seeing each other for over a month and hadn't had sex. Oral or otherwise
"It does look good. Like you've been in the Mediterranean." The younger man laughed loudly
"Asshole. Come get in bed." You didn't have to ask John twice
"Thank you for dinner."
"You're welcome, babe."
"And thank you for making the trip to Dubai with me."
"Well that was a given."
"And thanks for that spectacular conversation between you and Cody earlier. It was quite entertaining."
"Oh you saw that?"
"Yes. Why should he be nice to you?"
"He wants to go to WrestleMania."
"I'll get him a ticket and to the Hall of Fame ceremony but he's got to sit in the audience."
"You don't have to do that John."
"Yea but I want to."
"Suit yourself." John leaned over and kissed the other man who leaned in closer and allowed himself to be devoured. Randy's make-out sessions with John were always aggressive and hot. They kissed feverishly and the tall man slipped a hand inside the fluffy robe and stroked the older man slowly. He pulled the belt of the robe and when it opened he pushed the material to the side. The action got John excited and just when he thought his excitement level couldn't get any higher, he felt the man's cool lips kissing down his body then taking his manhood into his mouth and started to suck hard. John grunted and watched the man between his legs please him orally from the mirror, coincidentally, above the bed. Maybe John was a pervert like Randy had called him when they met because there was almost nothing he loved more than to watch himself get a blowjob…watching himself have sex was just above that
"Fuck me that's so good." He gently pushed that the other man's head urging him to deep throat his dick. John arched a little when with little to no effort Randy let his cock slide all the way down. "I'm almost there." Adding his hand the younger man jerked John's cock like he was masturbating. "Fuck!" John exclaimed as his orgasm washed over him
"My jaw hurts."
"You did an excellent job if that makes it feel any better."
"It doesn't."
"Lie down." Randy lay back against the pillows on the bed and allowed John to remove his shorts and reveal that he was commando underneath. With no pomp and circumstance John went straight for the younger man's cock sucking hard and sloppily. Randy gasped and grabbed a handful of the sheets. For a moment he opened his eyes and looked up, saw him and John in the mirror's reflection and found that he did like it. Perhaps that's the real reason for the non-disclosure agreement – Randy could never tell anyone what a freak the dear John Cena is. He whimpered as he was spread wide and licked deeply. Unabashedly, John spat on the hole and licked all around it before sticking his tongue back inside then moving just the tip. He inserted two fingers pumping them in and out, feeling himself getting hard again
"Deeper John." John wanted to go deeper and not with his fingers but he pushed them deeper inside anyway and marveled at how gorgeous Randy looked mid-orgasm. "Oh my god."
"Is that a good or bad 'oh my god'?"
"Fucking great. Is that why I really had to sign the agreement?"
"No." John said kissing him
"Was it for what I'm hopefully about to get…if it fits?"
"Maybe and it'll fit. Trust me."
….
John thrust in and out of Randy who was moaning almost rhythmically. Like music to John's ears
"Fuck me hard John." The older man looked down and caught the other watching them in the mirror. He looked up, made eye contact and smirked
Days Later
Instead of either of the men going to their respective homes, John and Randy flew into Denver, checked into a hotel and decided to lay low until RAW a day later
Four Seasons: Denver
Randy looked over at John after hearing him chuckle
"What?"
"I just saw your tweet 'goodbai dubai'."
"I miss it already."
"Do you?"
"No. I like vacations, which is what it was for me, but I reach a point where I'm ready to go home."
"Should I have sent you home then instead of coming here?"
"No. I can arrange a flight for myself if need be." John kissed him
"Okay. Someone saw me check-in here."
"How do you know?"
"He me in the tweet." Randy shrugged
"As long as he doesn't try coming up here, so what."
"Well, my dear, there's a picture."
"Am I in it?"
"You sure are."
"Of course. I should just start trolling the shit out of Twitter before this blows up."
"I don't think that's a good idea but I'm interested in seeing it happen."
"No. I'll be the better person but I won't change who I am because of this. I'm still going to post pictures and tweet and carry on."
"That's fine."
"And I'm going to kill Cody apparently."
"Why?" The younger man turned his iPad toward John
"He got a cat?"
"He found a kitten. Named the fucking thing Jelly Toast."
Randy: keep that little fur ball out of my room
Codes: how can I control him?
Randy: Cody
Codes: isn't he cute?
Randy: adorable. What type is it?
Codes: the vet told me he's a Scottish fold…because look at his ears
Randy: why did you name him jelly toast?
Codes: why not?
Randy: can't argue with that
Codes: nope
Randy: well make sure he has all the necessary shots and all that. I'm still pissed but what's done is done
Codes: we're all up to date
Randy: alright
"It is a cute cat."
"Not denying that."
"And how did he find the thing?"
"Said the cat kept coming around. Clearly didn't have a home so he caught him, took him to the vet and found out it was a stray. And now it's ours." John laughed. "I don't see how this situation is funny but I'm not surprised that you laughed."
"I see the humor in everything. It keeps me young." Randy rolled his eyes
"You told me that sex keeps you young."
"That too. And speaking of,"
"But we just," John put his hand up
"Are you about to complain? Because that could possibly hurt my feelings."
"Oh you're good." John smiled devilishly