Next Morning

Without an alarm John was able to wake himself up around 8 and slip out of bed. He went down the hall and turned the knob to Randy's door. John walked into the room and saw that the bed was empty but then he heard the toilet flush

"Damn John," Randy said jumping. "You almost scared the shit out of me."

"Well that's better than actually scaring the shit out of you." Randy looked at him as he climbed back in bed

"Are you here to collect?" John crawled onto the bed

"Yep. I barely slept last night."

"Was Cody not good enough?" Randy asked kissing John's chest

"It's not that there are just times that I need you."

"Is that why you can't let either of us go?" He asked as he kissed lower

"Yes. I do love both of you, I don't know why sometimes but I do." Randy took all of John's cock down his throat. "Oh wait, now I remember." Randy slapped John's leg as his head moved up and down. He pulled John's member from his mouth and licked up and down the shaft then alternated between tight squeezes and firm strokes. Randy had John panting in no time and he knew that John could explode any minute but he didn't want that so Randy eased up and started to gently caress John

"Why," John could hardly breathe. "Why did you stop doing that?" John watched as a mixture of his essence and Randy's saliva dripped from his mouth and down onto his cockthen Randy started to use his mouth on him again. "Randy…" He looked up at John and saw the older man looking back at him but he didn't stop what he was doing. Watching his cock disappear in and out of his lover's mouth made John hard and watching Randy watch him made him even harder. "Stop baby, please."

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing is wrong, in fact all of that was so very right." John sat up. "Please tell me that you don't need to be prepped because I have to be inside of you right now." Randy got himself comfortable against the pillows

"You don't have to prep me ever. I love it when you just shove your cock inside me." John smirked and did just that. Randy smirked and let his body relax against the bed as John started with slow deliberate strokes. His intent was not to hit Randy's prostate but to tease him by coming close. John leaned down and slipped his tongue in Randy's mouth and they engaged in an unchaste kiss as John moved his hips faster and faster. He felt Randy moving his hips in time with his. The fact that they were always in tune with each other made John fall in love with Randy all over again. He came up for air and pushed deeper as he did

"Fuck John." Randy whimpered. "You're amazing baby." He said running his hands up and down John's arms. He threw his head back and moved faster as he felt his orgasm approaching. John needed Randy to cum before he did. Wrapping one of his large hands around Randy's member and pumped it until Randy twisted his hands in the sheets and yelled out John's name. He collapsed on top of Randy as his orgasm ripped through his body

"Randy?"

"Yes John?"

"Can we take a quick nap before we go for breakfast?" Randy laughed

"Sure but I need to clean up first."

"Yea," John said with his eyes closed. "You do that, I'll be here…asleep." A while later Randy felt someone shaking him awake. He opened his eyes and was met with a pair of crystal blue ones. Cody smiled

"What do you want?"

"Breakfast.Are you getting up?"

"Yes but when I get up I'm heading to the shower and then John and I are going out for breakfast. You and Evan can eat cereal."

"But I don't want cereal. Make me food Randy." Cody whined

"No. You don't know how to make a pancake?"

"I'm sure I could if I Googled 'how to make a pancake' but I like it when you make them. You shake your hips when you stir the batter and it's cute." John laughed and they both looked over. "Make him get up John."

"He told you he was getting up."

"I mean now. What time are you guys leaving? You can whip up something before you go right?"

"No now get out of here."

"Randy." He said running his fingers over Randy's abs and turning on the charm. "Pancakes please."

"I said no now go away before I put your head through a wall."

"You better go Cody before Randy makes a drive-thru window using your head."

"You're both horrible people." When Cody left the room John sat upright

"Well now I'm awake."

"I know. I could have slept for at least another 30-40 minutes…fucking pancakes." Randy and John showered together and left for the diner where they used to meet

"This is weird."

"What?"

"We came here in the same car and Cody knows about you."

"Ah yes," Randy said looking over the menu. "The last time we came here you were still sneaking around."

"This feels a lot better."

"Why didn't you just tell us when we met that you wanted to date more than one person?"

"Would you have gone along with that?"

"I don't know. The girls I was dating when I met you went along with it."

"What happened with them?"

"I have a rule that I won't date girls while I'm dating a guy and since I slept with you the night we met I had to break up with them."

"But what if I didn't want to date you since you did give it up at our first meeting?"

"That works both ways John. You gave it up too…and you were going to date me whether you liked it or not." John laughed. "And if memory serves, you came up to me on the dance floor and grabbed me."

"That is correct. You looked hot and if you moved like that while dancing I could only imagine how you would move under me."

"Stop talking dirty John or we're going to have to go out to the car." John smiled. "How did you meet Cody?" John sighed

"How did I meet Cody?"

"I believe that's what I just said."

"I'd had a meeting near campus and I was really hungry afterward so I stopped at a little deli on the corner and I was in front of him in line. He dropped his money and a quarter rolled away so I stopped it with my foot and picked it up. I hadn't paid any attention to him until I handed the money back to him and saw his eyes. He said thank you and I thought his lisp was the cutest thing I'd ever heard."

"Oh my god."

"What?"

"Of course the two of you meeting sounds like some corny movie. How did it progress from him spitting out his thanks all over you?" John laughed

"He doesn't spit when he talks and you know it."

"I'm waiting."

"Being the smooth guy that I am, I reached over and tucked the money back in his wallet and paid for his lunch. We ended up eating together out on the little patio they have and I asked for his number before I left. He couldn't resist my charm and gave it to me. I thought he was cute and I still do."

"When did you find out he was a virgin?"

"The second time he came over to the house. I didn't mind at all,"

"Because you had Ted and me for sex." John shrugged

"It was fun getting him to experiment and finding out what he liked because he had no idea."

"Such an angel he is."

"Shut up Randy." John's phone rang so he checked it. "What the fuck?"

"What?"

"It's the security company. Hello? Yea? No, there are two people there right now. A fire?!" Randy's phone rang

"Hello? He what?! Are the two of you okay? Of course you did. Of course he did. Do we need to come home? Okay, thanks for the call. Bye."

"We have to go."

"No we don't. Evan just called me and said that he put the fire out. Cody set the stove on fire and the flames burned part of the microwave. The alarm company dispatched the fire department to be safe."

"Jesus Christ."

"I may need to stay in a hotel tonight."

"Why?"

"He set my stove on fire John! I'm going to snap his neck like a twig if I see him!" John looked around the diner

"Stop yelling babe. I'll get a company to come in and assess the damage and if it can't be fixed I'll get a new microwave and stove…top of the line."

"I mean what the fuck? Never in my life have I ever…" Randy sighed. "This is why I can't with him John. I'm going to end up moving out because of him."

"Randy please calm down." Randy sighed and leaned back against the booth

"John,"

"Yes baby?"

"I like Cody, more often than not now…he's grown on me but honestly there are times when I would like to stomp a hole in him. This is one of those times and I'm not sure if you could even stop me from doing it."

"I don't want you to leave."

"I know that you don't but if shit like this keeps happening or anymore of the ridiculous things he does the house is going to be full of tension and I'd rather leave." Randy massaged his temples. "I don't want to leave you John but," John nodded

"I get it. Just please have patience…I don't want to lose you."

"My patience is wearing thin John."

"Please." Randy softened as he looked into John's pleading eyes. His beautiful pleading eyes

"Okay."

"Thank you. Are you going to be able to handle his party today?"

"As long as I avoid him I should be fine." Randy pushed his plate away when the waitress placed it in front of him. John dropped more than enough money on the table to cover their bill. He'd lost his appetite as well. The ride home was silent with Randy staring out the window and John occasionally glancing over trying to read his mood. He couldn't. At times Randy had a volatile disposition and right now that worried John. They arrived home and before John even opened the garage door leading to the house they could both smell Randy's burnt stove top

"Let me handle this Randy."

"He's all yours John. I'm going upstairs because I don't want to see him." John turned the knob and they walked in both heading to the kitchen hoping for the best. Randy reached for John to steady him as he nearly fell over when he saw the kitchen. "Joh, John…how am I,"

"Don't worry about it."

"How will I clean this?"

"Don't worry about it Ran. You don't have to clean it. I'll call a cleaning service and see if they can come today. Baby, I'll get the entire kitchen redone however you want." Randy nodded as if he were in a trance

"I'm going upstairs."

"Okay." John watched as Randy left the kitchen with his head bowed. Now even he wanted to kill Cody. John walked further in and looked around. He stepped around a puddle of water and stared at the sad looking microwave then he looked at the stove. Some of his best meals had come from that stove. Careful not to track any of the water through the house he slipped off his shoes and went to the den

"What the fuck happened?"

"Oh my god John, I was so scared."

"I bet you were now tell me what happened."

"I don't know. I was trying to make bacon and eggs and somehow I knocked the pan over and all the oily stuff from the bacon spilled and the stove went up in flames. It's a good thing Ev was here because I could have burned the house down."

"Yes you could have."

"If Randy had just," John put his hand up and Evan slipped out of the room. "Don't even bring Randy up. He's somewhere between having a meltdown and killing you and you know what Cody, I'm thinking of letting him do it. I have good lawyers and I'm sure if he pleads temporary insanity he could get away with it."

"John it's not that bad."

"There are puddles of water and holes knocked in my kitchen walls Cody! How is that not bad?!" Cody flinched and stared at John

"I didn't mean it. I'm sorry." John was about to lose it

"Stay away from Randy."

"For how long?"

"Forever's the only answer I can give you right now." John went to his office and found a cleaning company who would come out on a Saturday and had knowledge on fire damage

"Randy?"

"Yea?"

"Are you feeling alright?"

"I have a headache and I feel like my eyeballs are going to pop out of my head." John lay next to him and started to rub his back

"I told Cody to stay away from you forever."

"That sounds about right."

"And a cleaning company is coming in about an hour to clean the kitchen."

"Okay."

"Is there anything I can get for you?"

"Water and something for this headache."

"I'll be right back." John stayed with Randy until he fell asleep. He watched the man for a while enjoying the peaceful look that adorned his face. Randy was beautiful. High cheek bones, gorgeous dark lashes and a magnificent pair of lips that most of the time formed a smirk that made John's knees weak. He was roused from his thoughts when he heard a soft knock at the door

"Come in." He said loud enough for the person to hear but low enough as to not wake Randy. Cody opened the door a smidge and peeked his head inside. "What?"

"People are here for my party and I wanted to come in and change quickly." John looked toward the closet

"Go ahead." Cody walked at a fast clip to the closet and ducked inside. He changed quickly and then came back out

"Are you going to come down for the party?"

"I'll be down." Cody nodded

"Well I know that you're mad at me so I won't ask when you're coming down. If you're still here when Randy wakes up can you make sure that he gets this?" He asked handing John a folded piece of paper

"Sure." John said taking the paper and placing it on the table not giving it a second thought or glance

"Thanks." Cody walked out of the room and shut the door behind him. John sighed

"What is it?"

"I knew you weren't asleep."

"I wish I was. What did he give you?" John reached over and grabbed the paper

"This." He handed it to Randy

"You can go down there if you want John. I don't need you to babysit me." Randy said as he unfolded the paper

"I'm not babysitting you but you did have me worried earlier."

"I could still kill Cody so don't go getting all relaxed just yet."

"I know you can. You and I are going to sleep in here tonight because right now you're my main concern and I'm pissed as well." Randy laughed

"The little twerp wrote me an apology letter."

"Did he?"

"Yes." He handed John the paper and John read it

Randy –

I'm sorry about ruining your kitchen and I'm sorry that more often than not I'm a complete brat and get on your nerves. That's just my personality, I think. I'll do whatever it is that I need to or that you need me to in order for you to get your oasis back the way you want it. I will miss your delicious meals in the meantime. Oh, I'm sorry that you had to hear about me setting your kitchen on fire from Evan, he told me to call you but I was too scared. You can be very scary. I don't know if it's intentional or just the way you come across. If I had to take a guess though I would say it's more intentional. Anyway, again I'm sorry about the kitchen and I'm sorry that I made you mad at me. I don't like feeling as if you're really going to kill me. It makes my stomach hurt. I'd like it if you came down to my party but I'll totally understand it if you didn't. Sorry Ran

- Cody

John laughed and handed the paper back to Randy

"I don't even know how I feel about that."

"Um, well it was certainly written by Cody."

"It does have his flare."

"Are you going to forgive him?"

"I'm absolutely sure that I will but it won't be today."

"After you get a new kitchen?" Randy smiled

"Maybe then I will."

"We're going to be eating a lot of take-out for a while." John said getting off the bed

"I might be able to work around the damage." John grimaced. "What?"

"You haven't seen the place since it was cleaned. You're not going to be doing much of anything except using the fridge." Randy grabbed John's pillow and put it over his face to cover the scream he let out. "Baby,"

"Don't baby me right now John. I need to be alone."

"I'm going to change and I'll get out of your way."

"Thank you."

Later

John: baby?

Randy: yes?

John: u ok?

Randy: I'm fine…just watching TV

John: do you need anything?

Randy: maybe in a bit. I'm getting hungry. Will you bring me food?

John: of course but I think that you should come down

Randy: John

John: not for Cody

Randy: then who would I be coming down there for?

John: you. He has a lot of cute friends

Randy: oh has he?

John: yes

Randy: I'm going to jump in the shower. See you in 20

John: : )

Randy took a quick shower then went to the closet for an outfit; something that made him look nice but looked casual like he just threw it on. He didn't want to go down there looking as if his intention was to ogle Cody's friends although that's exactly what he was going to do. Randy smoothed out his shirt and checked himself in the mirror

"This'll work." He said to his reflection. He slipped on his sneakers which coincidentally, or not, matched his shirt perfectly, shut the TV off and went down to the backyard

"Glad you could make it."

"Glad I could be here." Randy said letting his eyes scan the yard behind his dark sunglasses

"How long did it take you to get this outfit together?"

"I just threw it on." John laughed

"Has anyone ever told you that you're a bad liar?"

"No because I don't lie."

"Except just now."

"Except just now."

"If you can't watch them without drooling then you need to go back in the house."

"What?" Randy said distracted

"You're practically drooling over here."

"Who's that?"

"Where?"

"Right there John. I can't point…that little blond one."

"Oh, his name is Dolph."

"His shorts are clinging in all the right places."

"I'm afraid to look."

"You have to look John. For the love of God look." John relented and looked over

"Oh my god."

"He's absolute perfection. I want him."

"Want him to what?"

"Get in my lap preferably."

"I don't think he's gay Randy." Randy smirked

"Not yet anyway. You give me five minutes, ten if he's a little reluctant and I'll have him begging for it."

"Are you guys' perving on my friends?" John and Randy both jumped at the sound of Cody's voice

"No." John answered quickly

"Hell yes I am. You ruined my fucking kitchen so I can do what I want. If I decide to take one of them upstairs, dress him in your clothes and fuck them on your pillow, you'll deal with it." Tears flooded up and Cody quickly wiped them away

"You don't have to be so mean Randy. I said that I was sorry and you know that I didn't do it on purpose."

"Didn't John tell you to stay away from me?"

"I came over here to ask John something."

"What do you need Cody?"

"I can't remember now."

"That sounds about right. Who's manning the bar, I'm going to get a drink."

"How long is he going to be mad with me John?" Cody asked after Randy had walked away

"I don't know. He said that he would forgive you just not today."

"How long are you going to be mad?"

"I don't know Cody. Surely not as long as Randy will be…I just can't believe you. I'm in shock I guess."

"I'll stay in a guest room tonight then."

"Yea, I was going to talk to you about that later."

"Still love me right?"

"Absolutely." John said wrapping his arms around Cody and giving him a kiss. Cody nuzzled John's neck and placed a kiss near his ear. "Stop it Codes."

"What?"

"You're not going to cute your way out of this. Give it time."

"Are you the bartender?" Someone asked walking up to Randy at the bar

"Not officially but if you need a drink I can make you one."

"A simple sex on the beach is fine."

"How about sex in a hot tub?" He smiled

"I don't know if I've had that before." Randy smirked

"I'll give it to you."

"What's your name?"

"Randy."

"Oh, you live here with Cody and John."

"I do."

"Cody almost burned your kitchen down today."

"Yes he did. How did you know?"

"He told us. We've heard about you so when we got here and you weren't outside we asked about you. He said that you were mad at him for setting the kitchen on fire."

"I am." Randy said looking him in the eyes as he shook the cocktail shaker

"Hey Randy." Evan said walking up

"Hey Ev." Randy said not taking his eyes off the other man. He placed the strainer over the shaker and poured the drink into a glass. Evan watched the entire scene before him. Randy pushed the glass toward the other man. "Taste it." Evan's eyes darted back and forth. This was one of the hottest things he'd ever seen but then again Randy made everything look hotter than it actually was. The man brought the glass to his lips and took a sip of the concoction

"It's delicious." He said using his index finger to wipe what little of the drink that had dribbled down his chin. He sucked the finger into his mouth to get the excess. "Don't want to waste it." Evan spoke up

"Randy, have you met Justin?" For the first time since the man sat down Randy broke eye contact with him and looked at Evan

"Justin?"

"Yes."

"Yea, you just made me a drink." Randy looked back at Justin

"No, we hadn't formally met." Justin stuck his hand out and Randy wrapped his around in what to some would have appeared to be a handshake. Evan thought their fingers had just mated

"Thank you for the drink Randy."

"Sure. Just let me know if you need more." Justin smiled over his shoulder as he walked away. Randy turned and was met by a glare from Evan. "What?"

"Anything with two legs and a penis, huh?" Randy laughed

"No. Cody just happens to have really cute friends." He said running the backs of his fingers across Evan's face

"Quit it Randy."

"Why? You like it."

"That's not the point." Randy laughed. "And leave Justin alone."

"Why? Do you like him?"

"…no."

"You do. Where's he from? His accent's sexy."

"South Africa."

"Never been with a South African."

"I'm going to hurt you." Randy laughed

"Why? What did I do?" He asked picking Evan up and setting him on the bar

"I told you to leave him alone."

"But you said that you didn't like him so what's the big deal?" Randy asked stepping between Evan's legs. "And I'm sure if I asked John nicely he'd let me take care of the both of you."

"Cody?"

"Yea?"

"What's Randy doing?" Cody looked toward the bar

"Oh, flirting with Evan. He flirts with everyone. I don't think he can help it. It's like a sickness or something."

"You and John are okay with that?"

"What can I do about it? Besides, John's my boyfriend, not him."

"And John doesn't care?" Cody shrugged

"John knows that he's a flirt but he wouldn't cheat."

"Well that sucks." Cody looked over

"I'm not even sure I want to know what you mean by that Zack."

"Hm, probably not."

"Why do you have to be so hot?" Randy smirked

"I don't know. It's a gift and a curse but most definitely a gift."

"And you use it for evil. You're a horrible person Randy."

"No I'm not." He said rubbing his hands up and down Evan's thighs

"Can I get a drink or do I have to come behind the bar and let you cop a feel?" Randy smiled at John

"I'd like it if you came behind the bar and let me cop a feel."

"No. Make me a drink."

"What would you like John?"

"Surprise me but it better not be whatever that shit was you mixed up for that really tan kid that just left."

"No sex in a hot tub?" John smirked

"That sounds wonderful but maybe later. I'd like a drink right now." Randy made John a whiskey sour. "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

"Are you going to get a drink Evan or let Randy molest you?"

"I'm being molested right now."

"You should probably do at least a shot then. Being felt up will go down a lot easier."

"Do two shots because then you'll go down a lot easier." John laughed and Evan covered his face with his hands

"You just don't quit do you?"

"Nope. I can go for a pretty long time."

"This exchange between the two of you might be better than the actual party."

"Do you want to hang out over here with us? Make our twosome into a nice little threesome?"

"I will until Cody finds me and drags me somewhere else."

"Aww, is he showing you off to his friends?"

"I guess you could call it that. I've met a few of them before."

"Hey Ev?"

"Yes?"

"Is Dolph gay?"

"I'm not going to tell you. You can wonder about it for the rest of the day." John laughed

"It doesn't really matter. If I want him, I'll have him. I just thought that I would ask first."

"Do you hear this John?"

"I hear every word. There's no harm in talking and that's all Randy's going to do unless he wants me to punch him in the face."

"You'd punch me John?"

"Hard…right in your fucking face."

"But I like him."

"No you don't. You don't know him."

"By like him I meant like his face and his body and the way those wet board shorts outline his ass and cup his package. Looks to be a nice size too."

"Make my next drink a double."

"Oh John."

"You have a dirty mouth Randy."

"I know. I'm sorry…you can punish me later for it." Evan groaned

"Oh god, are you guys going to be really loud? I should probably sleep downstairs."

"You probably should. Punishments are the worst."

"Is that when you speak Spanish?"

"Si Evan. Hace John muy caliente. Lo impulsa una locura y a su vez John libras me más." Evan looked at John

"Do you know what he said?"

"I don't have a clue and I like it that way."

"Just know that it was very hot."

"Everything he says in Spanish sounds hot to me. I'm actually ready to take him upstairs right now."

"Ay papi!" Evan giggled

"Stop it Randy."

"Lo siento."

"He says he sorry."

"I accept your apology but no more Spanish please."

"A continuación voy a guardarla para esta noche."

"Randy says he'll save it for tonight. I hope my iPod is charged because you guys," Randy and John laughed at Evan. They all looked over when they heard someone scream. It was Cody. One of his friends had him hoisted over his head and was heading toward the pool

"No!" Cody yelled before being thrown in

"He's going to be so mad when he gets out."

"I know." Randy said laughing. Cody emerged from the pool looking none-to-happy

"Oh, hey boy hey." Evan laughed at Randy

"I know. I've never looked at Cody that way but his clothes clinging to him like that…he looks kinda good." Cody sloshed over to John with his lip poked out

"Aw, come here – wait." John held his hands up to stop Cody from touching him then took his shirt off. Someone whistled. "Okay." He said opening his arms to the young man

"Why is everyone being mean to me today?"

"Oh relax Cody. It was a joke. Stop being so uptight."

"Great. Now you're starting in on me."

"Shut up," John said brushing Cody's hair back. "I thought this was your graduation party, not a pity party."

"Do you want me to get you a change of clothes Cody?" He nodded against John's chest

"Please."

"Does it matter what it is?"

"No because all he wears are polo shirts and shorts."

"This is true."

"Ev." Cody whined. "Don't agree with Randy."

"Sorry. You put me up here Randy, get me down."

"Jump."

"No. The ground is wet and if I jump I could slip and hurt myself."

"You make a good point." Randy smirked and pulled Evan toward him by his waist so that Evan's legs were around him then slid him all the way off the bar

"You're a terrible boyfriend Randy." John said when Evan was gone

"What are you talking about?"

"What the fuck was that? I mean, I'm sitting right here you asshole."

"So if I did it behind your back that would make it better?"

"Fuck you Randy. You know that's not what I meant."

"John,"

"Stop it Randy."

"I'm sorry."

"I swear I'm going to need a solo vacation to recuperate from the two of you. I have a pyromaniac on one side and a nymphomaniac on the other."

"I set one stove on fire John. That hardly classifies me as a pyromaniac."

"One stove and you melted a microwave."

"Still doesn't make me a pyro."

"Codes!" Evan called from the door

"Stop whining and go change your clothes."

Later that night

Randy stepped out of the bathroom after his shower. He'd been unusually quiet after pissing John off. John was never mad at him so he knew to tread lightly. Randy pulled the blanket back on his side of the bed and slipped in between the cool crisp sheets. John watched him as he silently picked up his iPad and turned it on to get a little reading done before bed

"What are you doing?"

"Huh?" Randy looked at John with confusion written all over his face

"I asked you what you were doing."

"I wanted to read a little before going to bed."

"No."

"No?"

"Nope. You're being quiet for a reason right?"

"You're mad at me and for the most part I have no filter so I'm keeping quiet."

"Why am I mad at you?" Randy shrugged

"My relentless flirting with Evan?"

"Your shameless flirting with Evan is more like it."

"Okay, my shameless flirting with Evan. Let me apologize John."

"Save it. Strip."

"But I'm only wearing my underwear."

"And I want them off. Now!" Randy couldn't take his eyes off John as he wiggled out of the briefs and slid them down his long legs. John smirked when he saw that Randy was already sporting a semi hard-on

"You're going to torture me somehow aren't you?"

"Yes."

"Can I ask how?"

"Sure you can."

"How are you going to do it?"

"You know all of the stuff you like? Like me slamming into you repeatedly?"

"Yes." Randy shuddered as John ran his fingers up and down his legs

"I'm not going to do any of that. You'll get it how I want to give it to you. You can yell my name as loud as you want, give me any direction you want, you can even dig your nails into my skin until I bleed but I won't move any slower or faster no matter what you say." John was slowly stroking Randy now. "I want you on the brink Randy, I want you to feel as if you're about to explode and then, odds are, I'll deny you that explosion." He reached over toward his night stand and maneuvered around but Randy couldn't see what he was doing. John crawled down the bed and started to lick and suck Randy's ball sac. He heard the man moan above him. He flattened his tongue and licked up and down the shaft. John licked the precum that was steadily flowing from the slit before taking Randy into his mouth completely

"Oh fuck John! Wha, what, oh my god, what the fuck's in your mouth?!" John bobbed his head up and down on his lover's engorged cock. "John. John…I don't know what, fuck you're gonna make me cum." John stopped what he was doing and looked up and Randy

"Already?"

"Yes. What's in your mouth?" He asked panting. John slowly stuck his tongue out revealing a little white, curiously strong mint on the tip of his tongue. Randy laughed. "Fuck you Cena. I'll make you pay for that." John put two fingers in Randy's face

"Do me a solid and get those nice and wet for me." Randy sucked the digits into his mouth and coated them with his saliva. John groaned when he felt Randy's tongue slide in between his fingers. He squeezed the tongue with his fingers. "Don't be cute!" Randy stopped sucking the fingers as if they were John's cock and did what was asked of him

"You know that you don't have to prep me John." Randy said when John pulled his fingers out

"I know. I'm going to do it because you don't want me to." He said slipping one finger inside. He fingered the hole slowly having no intention of touching or getting anywhere near Randy's prostate

"More John." He pulled his finger out

"I'm not doing anything you ask me to do." He pushed the finger back inside this time moving it faster. John could watch Randy writhe and listen to him whimper all day. He pumped the finger faster then slipped the other inside working them together

"Oh god you're going to kill me." John moved his fingers even faster. "Harder please." John slowed his fingers to a stop

"What did I say?"

"I'm sorry. I forgot. Don't stop please." Without warning John pushed his fingers deep inside Randy and brushed those nerves. Randy clawed the sheets, squeezed John's pillow and scratched his own thighs. There was no way he could complain because everything John was doing felt amazing but he wanted it hard and fast and he knew John wasn't going to give him that. He tried to push himself down on the fingers and John pulled them out leaving Randy laying there. "I can't believe you're enjoying this as much as you are."

"So are you." John said as he pushed his cock into Randy's stretched hole. He took a few deep breaths through his nose in order to fight off the urge to pound the man beneath him. John leaned down to kiss Randy as he slowly thrust in and out. The urge to pound him became stronger as he listened to the younger man's moans and gasps. Randy wrapped his legs around John's waist and he pushed deeper. Randy was enjoying himself but he needed John to move faster and he knew exactly how to make him do it. He moved his hips to match John's thrusts. Each time John was all the way in Randy would clench his inner muscles. "Fuck Randy!" John quickly pulled out and moved to the side of the bed

"What are you doing?"

"I knew that you would try something so," John climbed back on the bed and slipped a cockring on Randy. "I had this at the ready."

"You didn't trust me John?"

"Fuck no."

"I'm hurt."

"You will be. But look at it this way, you get what you want which is me completely dominating you and I get what I want…which is the denial of your release." John said as he slammed back into Randy and his back arched off the bed

"Fuck yes! Give it to me hard John!" He pulled Randy to the edge of the bed and let him have it. "John, let me cum please!" John just kept up his furious pace. Randy's whimpers and begging only served to turn John on more. "Ay dios mio! John, fuck…no más por favor!"

"Fuck!" John yelled as he pulled the cockring off. He and Randy climaxed together. John pulled out and fell to the side of Randy. "Fucking Spanish." He mumbled as Randy leaned over and kissed him

"I plan on learning French too." John just groaned

Next Morning

John woke up slowly when he felt extra weight on him. About 200 pounds of extra weight

"Good morning Cody."

"Good morning John."

"What are you doing in here?" He asked wrapping his arms around the smaller man

"I missed you. I wish Randy weren't mad at me so I could have slept in here with you guys."

"Aw, baby, I'm sorry you couldn't but he's really mad."

"You were mad too though. It's not fair when it's two against one." Cody said looking up at John pouting

"It wasn't two against one. There are no teams in this house. I don't think you understand the gravity of what you did or what could have happened. What if Evan wasn't able to put the fire out?"

"I don't know. All of our stuff would have been destroyed."

"Or something could have happened to you and/or Evan."

"Did Randy read my letter?"

"Yes."

"And?"

"And what? He said that he would forgive you but not today which was yesterday."

"Probably not today either."

"Probably not."

"What are we going to do about his kitchen?"

"We? How are you going to contribute?"

"I don't know. I want to do something to help."

"You could do two things Cody," Both men looked over at Randy who they thought was sleeping

"What?"

"You could a) shut the fuck up so I can go back to sleep or b) blow me so I can go back to sleep." Cody rolled his eyes

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to wake you up, princess." Before John even realized what happened Cody was on the floor with Randy on top of him hands around his throat

"Randy! Get off of him!" John yelled trying to pry Randy's hands from around Cody's poor neck

"He's going…to kill – me." Cody choked out. John picked Randy up and practically threw him across the room

"I'm a princess you little bitch?!"

"Jesus Randy! You could have killed him."

"You're right, I could have and if I wanted to he'd be dead right now. Aarrhg!" He stormed to the bathroom and slammed the door. John turned back to Cody and saw him sobbing while cradled in Evan's arms

"What happened John?"

"I don't even know to be honest with you." In the bathroom Randy showered and brushed his teeth at a breakneck speed. He didn't bother shaving…he had to get out of that house. Leaving the bathroom Randy went to the closet and threw on a t-shirt and some basketball shorts; he walked past everyone in the room and left the house entirely.

"He's really pissed."

"Astute observation Evan. You're already on his shit list Cody; did you have to call him princess?"

"Don't, don't make this my, my fault John." Cody said hiccupping

"I understand that you were just choked but it kinda is your fault."

"He told me to blow him John."

"Technically he didn't. It was just an option." Evan stifled his laugh

"Are you kidding me right now?"

"No, I'm not."

Hours Later

John: I'm tired of giving you your space. I'm worried baby, where are you?

Randy: I'm okay John

John: I didn't ask if you were okay

Randy: not in so many words but isn't that that gist of it?

John: sometimes I hate how fucking smart you are

Randy: I know ; )

John: have you eaten?

Randy: yes. John I'm fine

John: well are you going to come home?

Randy: yes

John: tonight?

Randy: don't know

John: I hope that you do but if not I get it

Randy: you're very understanding John. Admirable quality

John: anyway, I'm taking the boys out for dinner

Randy: enjoy

John: I'll talk to you later. I love you

Randy: okay. I love you too…very much John, which is why I didn't kill that little son of a bitch

John: am I a bad person for laughing at that?

Randy: lol, nope

John: come home baby

Randy: I told you I would

John: I mean tonight

Randy: we'll see. Go have dinner. I need to think

John: okay

As John was nearing the driveway he pushed the garage door opener and saw Randy's car parked in its spot. He breathed a sigh of relief

"Oh, Randy's back guys."

"Joy." Cody mumbled. "Does this mean I'll get to sleep in a guest room again tonight?"

"If Randy's in the master bedroom then yes you will have to sleep in a guest room."

"I'm sleeping with you then Evan."

"Okay Codes."

"Can you go in and check for me John? If Randy's in the room I'd like it if you could get me something to sleep in. I'm not in the mood to be attacked again." John rolled his eyes and opened the bedroom door. He saw Randy lying on his side watching television. John just went to the closet, pulled out bed clothes and something for Cody to wear when he woke up so that he wouldn't have to come in the bedroom come morning

"Why I do believe that was awfully kind of you. Thank you and goodnight sir." Cody said turning on his heel

"When did you become Scarlett O' Hara? Get over here." He pulled Cody to him. "Give me a kiss."

"I shouldn't kiss you,"

"But you will."

"Because this is really unfair John." Cody kissed him

"I know it is. I would like to have both of my boys in bed with me but I have to keep you apart. I want us all happy and I really don't want us fighting with each other."

"Poor you John."

"Yes, poor me." John kissed him. "This is not going according to plan."

"Goodnight John."

"Goodnight baby." John went back to his bedroom and made sure to lock the door behind him. He went to the bathroom and took a hot relaxing shower then crawled in bed with Randy who scooted closer allowing John to wrap an arm around him

"I love you Randy."

"I know you do John."

"And I'm sorry that I'm completely selfish."

"What?"

"Don't act like you don't know that I'm selfish. I want both you and Cody and I'd never be able to choose between either of you."

"Who's asking you to choose John?"

"No one, I'm just saying. When things are going great between the three of us I feel like what we have is perfect but then there are those times, like when you tried to kill Cody this morning, that I feel one of you is going to get fed up and leave."

"You mean me."

"I mean you."

"I don't want to leave you John, ever, but I will not promise you that one day I won't. With no way to see into the future I can't do that. I love you. Maybe more than you deserve but the fact is that I do and I always will. Believe it or not, I don't want to fight with Cody. I'd like it if the three of us could sleep in bed together all the time but that little fuckface is always doing something to piss me off. While I truly believe he got what was coming to him, I should not have put my hands on him and I'll apologize…when I'm able to look at him and not want to rip his eyes out of his head."

"He'll be surprised by that."

"Why? I'm a nice guy." John bit his tongue

"You're nice enough; let's just leave it at that." Randy laughed. "What did you do today?"

"I drove around for at least an hour and a half before I got hungry then I stopped for breakfast. I ate at a little diner I found, they make a fantastic egg white omelet. Afterwards I went to the bookstore and read for a while. Had a chai latte then read some more…saw an ex of mine in the magazine section so I talked to him for a while. I bought him two magazines, Car and Driver and Motor Trend,"

"Are you telling me this to piss me off?"

"What? No, why would I do that?"

"Because you're pissing me off."

"It's not like we did anything John."

"Anyway, what else did you do?"

"I went to the foreign language section and picked up some books on the French language and I bought the French edition of Rosetta stone."

"Oh wonderful." Randy smiled to himself

"So I say in about two months I'll be speaking French too…my brain is like a sponge."

"Heaven help me."

Three Weeks Later

Evan walked into the kitchen and saw Randy sitting at the kitchen table

"Hey Ran."

"Hi Evan."

"Whatcha doin'?"

"I'm trying to decide what finish I'd like best on the new cabinets."

"Well would you prefer a light or dark wood?"

"Dark." Evan moved all of the light wood samples and Randy laughed

"I'm sure that would be helpful."

"I think so." Randy went back to looking at the samples. "Randy?" He looked up at Evan

"You want something to eat don't you?" He smiled

"Yes."

"I can only make you a sandwich since I don't have an oven."

"A sandwich is perfect actually. I'm going to take a picture and put it on my Instagram."

"What?"

"My followers on Instagram like the sandwiches you make."

"How did my sandwich end up on Instagram?"

"I posted it. It was perfect and I wanted to preserve it so I put it there."

"Oh my word. Turkey is okay right?"

"Yep. I like turkey." Just then something dawned on Randy and he turned toward Evan

"Ev, you do know that Cody isn't here right?"

"Yes." Randy laughed. "If you're that comfortable here why don't you just move in? We've already designated that room as yours. No one goes in there when you're not here. Hell, I've even done laundry that you've left here."

"Is it a blue RVCA shirt?"

"I don't know. I didn't catalog the stuff. It's up in your room." Randy put the sandwich in front of Evan and Evan took his phone out. Randy just shook his head

"I'm thirsty."

"Don't even think that I'm going to get up and get you a drink."

"I would never." Evan got up and went to the refrigerator, the only thing in the kitchen that worked

"Hey guys." John said walking into the kitchen

"Hey babe."

"Hi J." John looked over at Evan

"You do know that Cody isn't here right Evan."

"Yea." He said chewing his sandwich

"Why don't you just move in since you're so comfortable here?"

"That's what I said." Randy added not looking up from the appliance catalog

"Am I really here that much?"

"Yes!" They answered in unison

"And I saw your Instagram…being a photographer Randy, you would be proud of the angles and filter he used."

"I'm proud of you Evan. What's my budget John?"

"I'm not giving you a budget. Just take my credit card and get whatever it is you need."

"So I can build my dream kitchen? Even if it's $250,000?"

"Yes, even if its $250,000 but I know that you can have a dream kitchen without it costing that much."

"I was just checking." John went up to the bedroom to change out of his work clothes leaving Randy and Evan in the kitchen

"Hey Ev, I need your opinion."

"Okay."

"For the front of the cabinets, would you have all of them glass or just a few…maybe the corner ones?"

"Personally I wouldn't have any of them be glass but I'm not as neat and orderly as you are. Glass fronts come with a lot of responsibility…all of your dishes have to match, be spotless…perfectly lined up and in a row. I couldn't handle it."

"I could. That sounds perfect."

"For you yes but you don't put the dishes away do you?"

"Shit…I know Cody won't make sure they look perfect and I'll want to punch him if they're not. John says that I can't punch him."

"No, punching him wouldn't be a good idea." Randy threw one catalog to the side

"Well I guess that's out of the question…or,"

"Let it go Randy."

"Hey you guys." Cody said walking into the kitchen

"Hey."

"Why do you look so glum?" Randy asked as Cody sat next to him and rested his head on his shoulder

"I'm annoyed."

"With? Is having a job not really working for you?"

"Hush Randy and it's not that, it's one of the teachers at school. She keeps hitting on me and it's getting on my nerves. I don't like her…even if I were straight I'm pretty sure I wouldn't like her. I don't want to tell her that I'm gay because it's not any of her business but I don't know how to get her to leave me alone."

"What is she doing to you Codes?"

"She tells me I'm cute and compliments me every day on my clothes and how nice they look," He looked up at Randy. "Which I'm blaming on you because you insisted that I get my clothes tailored…couldn't just let me wear them off the rack could you?"

"Clothes look a thousand times better when they're tailored and you do look good in your work clothes."

"Well I like it when you tell me I look good in my clothes not her. She makes me feel naked and I know she's looking at my butt and my, you know."

"Your butt looks really good in your slacks and you bulge a little."

"I what?!" Evan started laughing

"You've never looked at it?"

"No! I just get dressed and go." Randy shrugged

"It's there, I've seen it."

"And you didn't tell me?!"

"I thought you knew. What's the big deal?"

"I need new pants."

"You're not getting new pants because as long as they're tailored you'll have the same issue."

"Maybe different underwear would help."

"I say you don't wear any underwear…give that bitch a little show."

"I can't do that. I'm not you."

"How about I come up there sporadically and we'll see if she gets the hint?"

"Would you really?"

"Sure. You should feel comfortable where you work."

"Thanks Randy."

"No problem." As if it just hit him Cody looked over at Evan

"How long have you been here?" Evan checked his watch

"Less than an hour."

"You should just move in since this is like another home to you." Randy started laughing

"What's so funny?"

"Randy said I should and when John came home he said the same thing to me."

"Well you're here often enough and no one uses that room except you."

"Hey baby."

"Hi John."

"So do you want the room painted or need new furniture?" John looked at Evan

"Did you decide to move in?"

"I didn't say anything!"

"Well Cody just said the same thing we did." John shrugged

"Hey Ran, I need a really big favor from you."

"Consider it done."

"You don't even know what it is Randy."

"Doesn't matter. I know John's not going to ask me to do anything ridiculous so I'll do it."

"The hotel in Tampa Bay is reopening next week and I'd like some pictures taken of it for the paper."

"Okay." Randy said as he licked his finger and turned another page

"Also, I set up a meeting with the contractor and designer for tomorrow. You need to get a move on with this kitchen because I'm sick of having take-out and your gorgeous sandwiches."

"But John I haven't,"

"No buts, I know that you haven't picked out all the shit you need to pick out…that's why I hired the designer."

"She better not stifle my creativity John."

"She won't because she's here to help and if she does you let me know and I will fire her."

"Vous êtes tellement bon pour moi. Merci."

"Fuck Randy."

"When did you learn French?"

"I'm learning French."

"Are you doing it just to turn John on?"

"That's 90% of the reason I'm doing it, yes." Cody and Evan started to laugh

"How do you say make me a sandwich in French?"

"John."

TBC

A/N: Thank you to those of you who are still reading! …and to my editor: beez