Four Days Later

Randy had successfully nursed both Evan and Cody back to health and for his troubles John set up and an entire day at the spa for him. One of Randy's guilty pleasures was that he liked to be pampered. He was a huge fan of pedicures and massages. Cody was excellent at giving massages and would treat Randy to one at least once a week. When he got home he saw that John's car was in the garage. It was a little early for John to be home but Randy shrugged and went inside the house. He looked in the den and saw that it was empty so he headed to the kitchen

"Hey." He said to the three men standing around

"Hi babe."

"Hey Ran." Cody said throwing his arms around Randy's neck and kissing him. Randy laughed

"Why are you in such a good mood?" Cody shrugged

"I'm not. I'm just happy to see you that's all. Aren't you happy to see me?" Randy kissed him again

"Of course I am. What are you guys doing and what are you doing home so early John?"

"Geez, save some questions for later why don't you?"

"Are you going to answer me?"

"Well," John said dramatically. "In addition to your pampering we're also going out dinner. I don't want you cooking tonight."

"Are all four of us going?"

"Yes all four of us are going."

"Where are we going?"

"You sure are asking a lot of questions today."

"I just want to know what I need to wear."

"Ocean Prime."

"Ooh, fancy."

"I do try to give you guys the very best."

"You do John."

"Yep." Cody said nodding

"Then where's my hug and kiss?"

"I gave you one when you got home baby." John looked pointedly at Randy who pointed at Cody still wrapped around him

"You can maneuver." Randy laughed then brought and hand up and caressed Cody's cheek

"Can I go properly greet John?"

"I guess." Cody said unfurling himself. Randy walked over and straddled John in his chair then placed a hand on either side of his face and kissed him deeply. John wrapped his arms around the tall man's trim waist and ever-so-slightly pulled him forward. Evan and Cody stood there watching the two men kiss sensually. Randy rotated his hips as he kissed from John's lips and down his neck running his hands underneath his shirt. He kissed back up to the succulent lips then pulled away

"How's that?" John shook his head slightly and blinked

"That, that was good." He said nodding

"I'll say!" Cody squeaked hitting Randy on the arm. "I never get those kisses!"

"I save those for big daddy over here." Randy said climbing off John's lap. John slapped Randy's butt

"But I want them too." Cody said dejectedly. Randy grabbed Cody and kissed him slowly too. It wasn't as hot as John's kiss but it would do the trick and shut Cody up

"Ev?" Evan laughed

"I think I'm alright."

"You think?" Evan chewed his lip while John and Cody laughed

"It is Randy's day Evan and if you want to, only if you want to, it's okay to do it."

"I mean of course I want to,"

"That's all I needed to hear." Randy said as he walked over to Evan and put his arm on either side of him pinning the man between his body and the kitchen island. He leaned down as Evan tilted his head up to meet Randy's lips. Cody parked himself in John's lap to watch the show Randy was sure to put on. Randy playfully nipped at Evan's lips before soothing the lips with his tongue. Evan brought his hand up to the side of Randy's face and accepted his tongue as it entered his mouth and tasted him. Randy shuddered when he felt Evan's thumb lightly brushing the side of his face near his ear which was a major turn on for him

"I feel weird for liking to watch them." John shrugged

"Don't. If I didn't know any better I'd say that they like being watched."

"Oh good." John rested his chin on Cody's shoulder and watched as Randy kissed down Evan's neck and sucked lightly in the crook right above the small man's collarbone. Cody shifted in John's lap as they heard Evan moan quietly. Randy sucked a little while longer before moving back to his mouth and pulling away

"Did you leave a mark?" Evan asked quietly

"Yes."

"Nick might be mad about that." Randy rested his forehead on Evan's, kissed his nose then looked in his eyes and said

"Mine." Randy moved away from Evan and left the kitchen. Evan brought his hands up to his red cheeks then turned around only to see John and Cody staring at him

"He can be intense." John said breaking the silence. Evan opened his mouth but no words came out. He turned and left the kitchen too

"Why'd they stop?!" John laughed at Cody. When they got upstairs Cody went to the closet to find something to wear while John made a beeline for the bathroom. He walked in and could make out Randy's silhouette leaning against the shower wall. He stripped out of his clothes, stepped into the shower and wrapped his arms around Randy's waist feeling him jump at the contact

"Always pushing it." John said

"I can't help it. There's just something about him John."

"Trust me when I say that I get it." John lowered his voice. "When I met Cody I had one thing on my mind and I tried to stay away from him." Randy kept his back to John but listened intently. "I took him on a couple of dates and found myself actually attracted to him but the fact that we're eight years apart really bothered me at the time. I started to see him as more than a guy to have sex with so I figured we could be friends or buddies, whatever but I just couldn't do it. Cody didn't get it at first because he accused me of just wanting him for sex which was crazy because he wasn't givin it up." Randy laughed. "Anyway, he was over one night and it was really late so he just stayed here and I watched him fall asleep…watching someone fall asleep never meant that much to me and that's when I said fuck it. We've been together since." Randy stood there for a while digesting what he just heard

"What was the point of that story John?" John laughed

"Fuck – I don't even remember…oh! You said that there's just something about Evan and I was sympathizing with you because there was just something about Cody."

"Oh yea. I appreciate you sympathizing with me but after hearing that story it sounds like you're encouraging me to just date Evan and I know that is not what you're saying."

"Of course that's not what I'm saying and you know that. Look, you know how I am and how I can be but the thought of you and Evan having sex or kissing each other just doesn't bother me. I actually like it. I'm not sure why but I'm not questioning it and I don't think that he makes you want to leave Cody and I,"

"I don't want to leave you guys." Randy laughed. "I never thought I'd say that about Cody." John laughed and kissed his shoulder

"Are you guys in here doing it?!" Cody screeched pulling the shower door open

"No baby, we're not in here doing it."

"What's the matter Ran?" Randy shook his head

"Nothing Codes."

"Oh, okay. Well are you guys having a private John and Randy moment or can I get in and shower too?"

"Get in here." Cody smiled and stepped into the shower with his loves

"Will you wash my hair Ran? I like your fingers." Randy laughed and shook his head

"Why not?"

Days Later

Codes: Ran? You there?

RandyCandy: where is there?

Codes: with your phone I guess

RandyCandy: what do you want Cody?

Codes: can we have lunch today?

RandyCandy: you know that I would love to but I feel pretty shitty right now

Codes: did me and Evy get you sick?!

RandyCandy: I think so but I really hope not. You guys were pathetic

Codes: I'm sorry. We didn't mean to

RandyCandy: I know you didn't. It happens

Codes: well can I bring you anything on my way home?

Randy smiled

RandyCandy: I don't think so. There's canned soup here and I can eat that

Codes: canned soup? But you made me and Ev soup

RandyCandy: do you know how to make soup?

Codes: I see your point. Anything at all?

RandyCandy: I'll be fine baby but thank you for asking

Codes: you're welcome. I'll see you later okay?

RandyCandy: yea. Make sure you get lunch!

Codes: I will. : )

Randy put his phone back on the night table, rolled over and immediately fell asleep. Hours later he awoke to John and Cody both staring at him

"What the fuck are you two doing?"

"You look so cute when you're sleeping."

"Don't," Randy sneezed. "Call me cute." Cody rolled his eyes and felt Randy's forehead. "Do I have a fever?"

"I don't know but I've always wanted to do that." He pulled the cap off a thermometer. "Put this in your mouth." He said smiling. "And I've always wanted to say that." Randy snatched the thermometer and stuck it under his tongue

"Did you wash your hands when you were taking care of the two knuckleheads?" Randy nodded. "Then how did you get sick?" Randy rolled his eyes as the device beeped. Cody removed it and read it

"What's it say?"

"101. I think you're officially sick Ran-Ran."

"Thanks for your diagnosis, doc."

"You can wear any of my bajamas until you get better." John and Randy laughed but Randy's laughing turned into a coughing fit

"You're too cute Cody. Thank you but I don't think I can fit your bajamas…pretty sure the pants would be way too short and they would just end up hugging my nuts." John stifled his laugh but imagined Randy in a pair of the pants

"Okay but if you want a pair help yourself."

"Do you want any medicine or anything? Some orange juice or ginger ale because we have plenty left."

"I need food before I take any medicine."

"I can get you food." Cody said getting off the bed

"Any of the soup in the pantry is fine." Cody nodded and left the room. Randy looked over at John. "What?"

"Are you saying bajamas now?"

"I pick and choose my battles. He seriously thinks he saying the right thing and no one's going to be able to tell him otherwise so," Randy shrugged. "They're bajamas." He sat up and put his feet on the floor. "Who's going to clean while I'm sick John?"

"No one…the mess will be here when you get better."

"Eat shit." John laughed

"You know I'm kidding. Don't you worry about a thing except getting better. I can just call the cleaning company I used before you moved in." Randy nodded

"I'm going to take a quick shower before Cody comes back. Who knows how long it's going to take him to heat soup."

"I should probably go supervise."

"Probably."

"Hey, should I like, hire a nurse for you or something since no one will be here to attend to your needs?"

"A nurse?!" Randy asked incredulously

"Yes. I don't want you getting up and doing all the stuff you did for Evan and Cody for yourself. You'd never get well. Evan can't stay here and neither can Cody although I'm not sure you'd want him trying to take care of you anyway. I'm dealing with the hotel in New York from Tampa so I can't do it."

"No John," Randy mumbled. "I don't need a nurse." He said slamming the bathroom door behind him. After his shower Randy crawled back into bed and took a sip of the ginger ale that had been left on the table

"Randy?"

"Hey Ev. What's up?"

"I just wanted to say sorry that we got you sick."

"It's fine. I know you didn't do it on purpose or at least I think you didn't."

"You know that if I could I'd stay and return the favor I absolutely would."

"I know you would. I'll get better. Don't worry about it."

"Okay…well just let me know if you need anything. If I'm at work just send me a text or leave me a message and I'll bring it home." Randy smiled

"Thank you."

"You're welcome." Evan crossed the room quickly and hugged Randy then left just as quickly. Randy shook his head and picked up the remote to turn the TV on when Cody came in the room holding a tray with a bowl on it. John was behind him with a cup in his hand. Randy assumed it was orange juice

"I didn't know which medicine you needed so I brought them all."

"Thank you Cody." Randy said situating the tray on his lap. "What's this?"

"Huh?"

"Where did this soup come from? It's not in the pantry."

"I felt terrible about you having to eat soup from a can so I Googled gourmet restaurants while I was at work then checked their menus. I picked the one with the best sounding soups and ordered some for you." Randy was speechless

"I don't know what to say…thank you."

"Thank you is fine but don't worry about it. I wish I could make you soup but I can't and you wouldn't let me anyway." John laughed. "Oh," Cody smiled and nudged Randy. "I bought it with my money. I've been saving it."

"Very good. I'm proud of you." Neither John nor Cody had the heart to make Randy leave the bed and sleep in a different room after all he'd done for them but Cody slept as close to John as he could to avoid any rogue germs

Next Morning

"Did you have breakfast?"

"Uh-huh. I made me and Evan bowls of cereal."

"Okay. What are you having for lunch?"

"I got a sandwich from that place where I got your soup. I'm going to take that today." Randy nodded. "I'll be okay Ran."

"Alright."

"I'll see you later…feel better…love you!"

"Okay…I'll try…love you too." Cody left the room and passed John as he was walking in. "Did you have breakfast?"

"No. I can get Antonio to get me something. I brought you some juice, crackers and soda. Do you need anything else before I go?"

"No. If I need something I can get it myself." Randy said not even looking at John. John felt the distance

"…okay." He kissed Randy's head. "I'll see you later. Just call or text me if you need something."

"Okay."

"See ya."

"Bye." John grabbed the jacket to his pants and left the room. After watching some of the news while angrily munching on crackers Randy took something for his congestion and body aches which put him to sleep

….

"John?"

"Huh?"

"We wanted to know which one of these dates is best for you."

"What's it for again?"

"The New York opening."

"Oh, um, any weekend next month is fine."

"Are you okay?"

"Yea, yea, I'm fine." Antonio shrugged and shuffled some papers around on John's desk

"Should we move on to the next thing then?"

"Yea, go ahead."

….

Randy was having a dreamless sleep when he suddenly felt a presence around him. Is this what happens when you die? He thought as he felt the weight of the presence. He shifted and noticed that whatever was around him smelled oddly like John. So John will be around once I'm dead? He thought fighting to wake up. He started to shake and opened his eyes with a start

"Are you okay?"

"John?"

"Yea?"

"Am I dead?"

"I sure hope not because that means I'm dead too." John said pulling Randy closer

"How long have you been here?"

"Not that long. I couldn't focus at work and I didn't know why but then I realized it was because I was at work when I should be here."

"What do you mean?"

"You took care of Cody and Evan and you deserve to have someone take care of you."

"When do you have to go back to work?"

"I'm not going back to work until you're better…well maybe a little later because I could be sick by then."

"You're going to stay home and take care of me?"

"Yes. I don't know if I'll do as good a job as you but I'm going to try my very best."

"Thank you."

"Don't thank me. We're supposed to do this for each other." John ran his fingers over Randy's head. "I assure you that you're not dead so go back to sleep if you can. You need the rest to fight this cold."

"Okay."

"And let me know if you need anything no matter what it is."

"Okay." Randy said smiling against John's chest. This made anything that he'd gone through or, would go through, with John worth it. He drifted off to sleep again but this time he did dream. It wasn't particularly vivid but he knew that whatever it was about made him very happy

Later

"I think I'm dying John." John looked down at Randy who was still resting on his chest

"In a sense we're all dying baby."

"You know that's not what I meant."

"You're not dying you just don't feel well."

"Nope…I'm dead." John laughed

"Oh stop. Are you hungry? Do you need anything?"

"No, I already have it." Randy said snuggling closer to John. John wanted to tell him how cute that was but refrained. He didn't want to make Randy feel worse than he did already

"You've got to eat Ran. Let me go warm up some soup for you."

"What kind did Cody buy?"

"Um, chicken noodle, vegetable and cream of tomato."

"Cream of tomato?"

"He also Googled what soups were best for colds and that was on the list."

"He's been so sweet."

"Cody's always been sweet."

"I guess."

"Lift up. I'm going to get you something to eat." John had to practically roll Randy off him

"Can you make me some tea too?"

"What kind?"

"The honey vanilla chamomile."

"…where's the tea and how do I use the teapot?"

"You know the drawers on the island? There's a bunch of tea in the second one in the middle. Now, as for the teakettle, push the button on the handle and the lid will pop open." John stood there

"Uh-huh...and then what?" Is he serious? Randy thought

"And then you fill it with water."

"I don't have to like, put the tea bag in there or anything do I?"

"No. Use the glass kettle but not the one with the basket in it. All you have to do is fill that with water, push the button and let the water boil."

"Then just pour it over the tea bag?"

"You got it."

"Okay. I'll be back."

"I'll be here." Randy shook his head when John left the room. "…use a freaking teakettle." Randy muttered as he flipped through the guide on the TV. By the time John came back with the soup and tea Randy had found an old black and white movie on and was completely engrossed in it. John had to clear his throat to get the other man's attention. "Thank you." Randy said taking the tray from John

"When did you start watching black and white movies?"

"Just now."

"What's it about?" John asked taking a seat on his side of the bed and grabbing his sandwich from the tray

"From what I gather this lady is trying to hire this guy, who came to her house to sell her and her husband insurance, to kill her husband. It's called Double Indemnity…the movie and what they're trying to do."

"What are they trying to do?"

"Make her husband's death look like an accident because of the double indemnity clause in the insurance policy she took out behind her husband's back. Accidental deaths pay double apparently."

"Not exactly double but you get extra if the insurance company believes it to be a true accident."

"Is your policy like that?" John looked over at Randy. "I'm asking because I'm curious not because I want to kill you and make it look like an accident."

"My policy is like that but it's called the accidental death benefit and I'm paying a higher premium to have it."

"Why?"

"Why what? Do I have it or why am I paying more?"

"Why do you have it?"

"I wanted it. I don't know if when I fly somewhere I'll make it off the plane…I just want to cover my bases."

"You're kinda morbid John." John chuckled

"No I'm not. I'm just making sure everything and everyone is taken care of should I meet an untimely demise."

"Okay, I don't want to talk about you dying."

"It's not a big deal. I mean I'm not dead now."

"But I don't want to talk about you dying ever. I wouldn't go to your funeral if you died."

"What?! How could you skip out on my funeral?"

"That would make your death official and I don't want to see that. I don't want to sit there and listen to people cry and talk about what a nice person you were. I'd much rather remember you breathing."

"You think that people would cry at my funeral?"

"Well Cody would and I'm sure he'd cry loud enough for everyone in the place."

"You wouldn't cry?"

"It's impossible for me to cry seeing as how I was born without tear ducts."

"Randy."

"I don't want to talk about this John. You're not dead. Now stop before I throw this hot soup in your face."

"You don't want me dead but you're going to throw hot soup in my face?"

"Yes. You'll live. Can you get me some tissue?"

"And now you want me to get you some tissue."

"You're here to help me. Just grab that box of Kleenex from the bathroom. Thank you." Randy said taking the box from John

"You're welcome. Do you need me to feed you your hot soup?" Randy laughed

"Shut up John." Randy said taking a sip of his tea

"Two teaspoons of honey and a splash of half and half right?"

"You remembered?"

"Yes. I'm still not around as often as I'd like to be or as often as I should be but I do know a few things about you and Cody."

"I didn't mean it like you're neglectful or anything."

"I know you didn't but I am."

"You do your best John."

"No I don't but I'm grateful for your and Cody's patience."

"John I don't want to hear you be hard on yourself. If Cody and I thought you were that bad don't you think that we'd leave…I'd leave?" John laughed

"I don't know. I didn't think about that."

"Well we love you when you're here and we love you when we're not because our love is unconditional. You should know that by now."

"I guess I do and like I said, I'm grateful."

"I'd kiss you but I don't want you to get any more of my germs." John leaned over and kissed Randy anyway

"I'll accept your germs any day." John said kissing Randy again

"Love you." John smiled

"Love you too."

….

"John?" Cody called walking into the laundry room

"Yea?"

"What are you doing in here?"

"The laundry."

"You can do laundry?"

"Cody," John sighed. "I did do things before there was Randy."

"What things? You can't cook and you don't know how to clean."

"You have a point. I guess I should have said that I did laundry before there was Randy."

"Mmhm. How is he?"

"He claimed that he was dying earlier but I'm pretty sure it's just a common cold."

"Did he have any soup?"

"He did and he loves it." John kissed him. "You did good baby." Cody smiled

"I'm going to change my clothes and check on him."

"Okay."

"Wait a second…what are you doing home?"

"I left work to take care of him. He deserves it."

"He does. I wish I could have stayed home."

"Well Randy knows that you can't just do that."

"I'm glad you could and that you did." Cody said leaving the room. He went upstairs and changed into a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt before climbing in bed next to Randy

"How was work baby?"

"Oh you're awake."

"Yea; I just had my eyes closed."

"Work was good. I really like my students, well most of them anyway."

"How's Ashleigh?"

"She's good. I have her during her free period. She's like my little teacher's aide."

"And everything with Steph and Phil is okay?"

"For now. I mean I never really had a problem with Phil. It would have been nice if he'd told me about his goings on before we became friends but I can't be mad at him for it. You do what you have to do I guess."

"Are you ever mad at anyone Cody?" Cody shrugged and smiled

"Not really. I can accept people for who they are and whatever it is they do. I suppose that's how I end up getting my feelings hurt but I'd rather just be nice to people."

"You're a real saint Cody." Cody smiled

"No I'm not Ran."

"You don't even get mad with me or John?" Cody shook his head

"No."

"Not even when John made you leave or when I left?"

"Nope. Both of those things made me upset but not mad. You guys did what you felt you had to do." Randy brushed his fingers through Cody's hair. "Do you need anything?" Randy shook his head

"Just lay here with me."

"Okay."

A Week Later

Randy made it through his sickness with the help of everyone in the house and especially John. The best part of it all? John managed to stay in the house with three different sick people and escaped without getting sick himself. Randy was happy about that because he didn't think he's be able to nurse another person

Steven: hey sexy

Randy: hey

Steven: how come I didn't hear from you last week? Were you grounded?

Randy: I've told you that you're not funny right?

Steven: probably

Randy: anyway, I was sick

Steven: aw, baby, I didn't know you were sick

Randy: the phone works both ways does it not?

Steven: don't be such a bitch

Randy: I'm not being a bitch. I was just pointing out that had you sent me a text or called you would have known that I wasn't well

Steven: you seem testy so you must have missed my conversation

Randy: I was sick so I didn't miss anything except breathing clearly through both nostrils

Steven: I could have come over and taken care of you

Randy: are you high? Never mind. I don't want you to even answer that

Steven: I'm not high asshole. I haven't used in a few weeks actually so I totally would have been fit to be your errand boy/nurse

Randy: no need. John stayed with me until I was better

Steven: say what?! Awesome. Super John to the rescue

Randy: why are you being such a dick today? More than you usually are

Steven: I'm an angel

Randy: you're nothing of the sort. Did you text me for a reason or no?

Steven: are you busy?

Randy: not really. I'm just folding the last of the laundry right now

Steven: so if I wanted to have lunch you're free?

Randy: are you going to be nice to me or continue acting like a shithead?

Steven: I'll be on best behavior once I see your face

Randy: you're such a pain. I'll meet you at Frenchy's in 45

Steven: what if I don't want to eat there?

Randy: I don't think you have a choice

Steven: I'll see you there

Randy tossed his phone on the bed and finished folding everyone's clothes. After putting them away he changed and headed to the restaurant. He stood outside the restaurant to finish his cigarette then walked inside. When he walked up to the table he saw Steven smiling at him

"Why are you smiling like that?"

"You wanted me to be nice didn't you? I gave you my best smile as a greeting."

"You looked like an axe murderer." Just then the waitress came over and dropped off two drinks. Randy smiled at her but when she left he turned to Steven. "What is this?"

"Naked on the Beach." He said smiling

"What's in it?"

"Alcohol. Just drink it." Randy sipped the drink

"It is good."

"See?" Randy rolled his eyes and Steven smiled. "I don't know why you go through dramatics with me. I know you like me or else you wouldn't continue to talk to me."

"What can I say? I just can't quit you." It was Steven's turn to roll his eyes

"Anyway, are you still smoking?"

"Yes."

"You should stop."

"I swear between you and Cody I don't know who is going to drive me crazy first about smoking."

"It's going to make you look old and I don't want you to ruin that gorgeous face." Randy picked up his menu and started browsing. "I know you heard me."

"I did hear you but I'm here for lunch so I should look at the menu, yes?"

"For what? You're going to get fish like you always do." Randy closed the menu and put it down

"What kind of fish?"

"I got you the Cajun grouper sandwich and a side of cole slaw."

"Good choice." Randy said tightly

"Did I do good?"

"Well."

"What?"

"It's 'did I do well' not 'did I do good'?"

"I'm amazed that you're able to handle so many jobs; didn't realize that you worked for the Grammar Police too."

"Keep it up Steven and you'll be eating by yourself."

"I'm sorry." Steven said resting his hand on top of Randy's. "What are you doing after this?"

"I'm going home. I'll probably take the dog for a walk."

"Don't you get bored being in the house all the time?"

"Honestly?"

"I'd like it if you were honest, yes."

"No, I don't."

"Really? I feel like you've gone and grown up on me."

"What are you talking about?"

"The Randy I knew never would have been in the house cooking and cleaning or folding laundry."

"First of all the Randy you knew and the Randy sitting across from you are the same person. I did all of those things when we were together just not for anyone other than myself. And being with John is nothing like being with you. All we did was fight and fuck."

"And which one of those things don't you do with John?" Randy narrowed his eyes

"John and I don't fight."

"I think that fighting can be healthy in a relationship."

"Do you mean arguing or putting your hands on someone?" Steven narrowed his eyes

"Don't start with that shit. I was high and you were high. You know that I never touched you when I was sober."

"I didn't say that you did."

"And it's not like you," Steven stopped talking when the waitress came back with their entrees. They thanked her as she left. "It's not like you never hit me back Randy."

"Of course I did because I'm not going to stand around and let anyone just hit me but it was always in self-defense." Steven sighed

"I hate when you bring this up. I told you I was sorry for ever doing it."

"I know you did and I accepted your apology."

"Then what about forgive and forget?"

"I'll never forget that."

"Okay but can you at least stop bringing it up?"

"Maybe."

"Well I'd like it if you didn't."

"I bet you would." Randy said around the food in his mouth. "Why are you so concerned with my smoking but not with your drug use?"

"You smoke every day. I don't use every day. I told you earlier that I haven't for a few weeks."

"What are you using now?"

"I don't want to talk about this Randy. You're clean and I'm happy for you, I really am but don't butt into what I do on my time."

"I don't want to bury you Steven." Steven shook his head

"You're not going to bury me. I'm fine." Randy put his hands up in a sign of surrender and Steven laughed. "But in the event I do die, do you think I'd get to watch you walk around or sleep naked from Heaven?" Randy started to laugh

"Steven,"

"What?"

"Who are you kidding? You and I both know that you're going to Hell."

Later

Cody came home and played around with Max for a while then went upstairs and saw Randy lying on the bed asleep. He quietly walked over and straddled the older man's hips

"What are you doing Cody?

"How did you know it was me?"

"You're a hell of a lot lighter than John…and John would have just pulled my pants off to get what he wanted."

"How do you know I want anything?"

"You always want sex after work."

"I want it all the time actually I just have to wait until after work. Teaching is really getting in the way of my sex life."

"Why? Your lunch break is long enough for food and an afternoon delight." Randy said pulling Cody's belt from its loops

"That's gross Ran."

"No it's not." Randy said masterfully working the button and zipper of the slacks as he sat up. "Do you want to top?" Cody shook his head. "You're okay with just being fucked now?"

"I don't mind at all now that I have the option of being on top. I find that I prefer being a bottom." Cody smirked. "Why? Did you want some?" He said wiggling his hips. Randy laughed

"Only if you want to but if not I'm perfectly capable of handling business."

"I know you are so stop talking and do it." Cody said lowering his head and kissing Randy. The two men groped and clawed at each other until they were both naked and panting. Cody leaned over and reached into the drawer to get the lubricant. "I want to set the pace," He said smearing Randy's dick with the solution. "Let me ride you."

"You can have whatever you want while you're working your hands like that." Cody looked down and watched as Randy's cock slipped through his fingers as he moved his hands up and down. Randy grabbed Cody by the waist and pulled him forward roughly. "Sit on it already." Cody leaned down and kissed Randy roughly as he rose up on his knees and sank down onto him. Randy groaned when he felt the heat of Cody's body around him. He let his head rest on the headboard as Cody started to move slowly. Cody brought Randy's hands down to his hips and held them there as he started to move faster. Randy thrust his hips upward and listened as Cody practically purred

"Again." Randy repeated the movement. Cody nodded his head quickly. "Again Randy…harder." Being able to take direction well Randy did as told but didn't stop. "Fuck…" Cody breathed. He leaned back just a little and started moving up and down faster hitting his prostate every time

"Are you gonna cum for me baby?" Randy asked kissing all over the younger man's neck

"Yes, yes," Randy started stroking Cody's member. "Yes!" He hollered coating Randy's stomach. Randy flipped them over, pulled Cody to the edge of the bed and nailed him until he came. When he finally pulled out Randy looked down at Cody who was looking back at him with a smirk on his face

"What?"

"Maybe I will start coming home on my lunch breaks." Randy laughed

….

Randy was in the kitchen preparing dinner when Cody came walking in

"Did you finish your work?"

"Yep…papers graded and I have my lesson plans for the next two weeks ready."

"Very good. Do you want to help me?" Cody nodded

"I'll help." He said pushing his sleeves up to wash his hands. "Do I get to cut anything?"

"God no. You make me nervous when you have a knife in your hand. I'm going to show you how to properly cook steak." Randy went over the cooking times for different types of steak and watched as Cody nodded his head. He knew that he wasn't retaining any of this information but thought it was cute how he stood there and listened anyway. Randy put the meat in the hot skillet and handed Cody a pair of tongs

"What am I doing with these?"

"In eight minutes I want you to flip it to the other side."

"Flip it?! But I'm going to get burned or something."

"No you won't."

"Ran." Cody whined

"You said that you wanted to help me right?"

"I did but,"

"There are no buts. I'll help you with the first flip." Randy said stepping behind Cody. "Turn the tongs like this," Randy said turning Cody's hand the proper way. "Then slide them under and close."

"Well don't the two of you look cute?" John said walking into the kitchen

"I'm always cute John." Cody quipped

"Pay attention."

"Sorry Ran."

"Go ahead and flip it." Cody closed the tongs and flipped the steak. He turned around and smiled at Randy

"I did it and didn't burn myself."

"I told you." Randy said giving him a kiss

"Again." He got another kiss from Randy. "Now you John."

"No." John stopped in his tracks

"Why can't I kiss him?"

"I don't want you near this stove with your work clothes on." Randy took the tongs from Cody. "Go. I'll finish this." Cody slid past Randy and jumped on John who carried him upstairs. Randy just shook his head then watched as Evan silently walked into the kitchen, went to the refrigerator and pulled the tequila out. He grabbed a shot glass from the cupboard, filled it with the alcohol and downed it. Randy stopped him as he was just about to take a drink straight from the bottle. "Rough day Doorbell?"

"I think I'm going to kill Nick."

"Oh?"

"Yea so if he turns up missing just act like you didn't hear a thing."

"What? Me hear a thing? I don't even know what we're talking about right now." Evan looked at him. "What's the problem?"

"He spent four years in college, found a nice job but that's not enough. Get this," Evan said pointing his finger. "Now he wants to try out for wrestling."

"What? I mean he's got a while yet but if he's any good I'm sure he could make the Olympic team."

"No Randy not that kind of wrestling. He wants to become a professional wrestler."

"Like the ones on TV?"

"Yes!"

"Why the hell would he want to do that? I'm gay and I think that shit is gay."

"I thought you were bi?"

"Well Cody told me that since," Randy shook his head. "My sexuality is not the topic of conversation right now nor will it ever be. This is about Nick. Gayness aside, are you worried that he won't make it or do you just not like the idea of him being a wrestler?"

"The latter. We've been fighting about it but today he told me that he was typing up his resignation letter for work."

"What's he going to do for income? You don't just go in there and start making the big bucks."

"When his grandmother died he got some money and he thinks he can live off that until he makes it."

"This is one of the most ill thought out plans I've ever heard." Evan scoffed

"Yea, no shit. I feel bad because I'm not being supportive but I just can't. If he had a better plan then I'd be all for it but I don't know how he expects to live off a mere $25,000. If he scrimps and saves then he'll make it about a year, maybe a little longer but then what?"

"How come he can't keep his job and go to wrestling school? Or keep a job period? A part-time job is better than nothing."

"You're asking the wrong person."

"I don't know what to tell you Ev," Randy handed the bottle back to him. "Go on and indulge yourself. I can get another one."

"I think the worst part is," Evan continued. "That we waited so long to be together because we didn't want to hurt Cody and now it looks like it was all in vain." Randy's heart went out to the other man

"Don't talk like that Ev. Who knows? He could change his mind and stay at his job and the two of you will be together. You'll go to Massachusetts or some other place that supports same-sex marriage and get hitched. Buy a little three bedroom house and adopt some kids. Hopefully none that will grow taller than you…I suggest girls." Evan laughed

"Shut up Randy."

"Come here." Evan put the bottle down and walked over to Randy wrapping his arms around him and letting his head rest on his chest

"You'll be fine. If he does follow through with his horrible plan you still have Cody, John and me."

"I know. Thanks."

"You're welcome."

"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" John said striding into the kitchen with Cody

"Yea what do we have here?"

"I'm having a rough day guys."

"Is that what this is about?" John asked putting the top back on the tequila bottle

"Yea." Evan slipped out of Randy's arms and left the kitchen

"Was it something I said?"

"Knowing you John, probably."

"Did Evy really have a bad day?"

"You should probably go up and talk to him Cody. He could use his friend."

"Okay." Cody bent down and grabbed Max who had been waiting around the stove for something to drop and left the kitchen to go talk to Evan. "Evy?" Cody said pushing on the door that was left slightly ajar

"Huh?"

"Are you okay?" Evan shrugged. "Well what's going on?" Evan sat on the bed and relayed the story to Cody. "Um, that seems like a terrible idea."

"You're preaching to the choir."

"Have you thought about going with him? Not that I want you to leave because I don't but maybe the two of you together,"

"I'm not going to quit my job for his pipe dream. I've always wanted to be a teacher and that's what I am and it's what I intend to do." Cody nodded

"Okay. He could change his mind you know."

"I hope he does. I want him to be happy but I just can't support this."

"Probably because his plan is so bad."

"That's exactly it."

"I'm sorry Ev. You know that you have us here if anything happens."

"I know. I appreciate it."

"I'm going back downstairs so you can change. Just come down when you're finished so we can all have dinner. I'm going to leave Maxi in here with you okay? He's great at keeping you company." Evan chuckled

"Okay."

Kitchen

"Do you want to stay with him tonight?"

"What?"

"Evan I mean."

"Why would I do that?"

"Because you want to. You won't admit it to me but I think that you like Evan more than you're putting on and right now you're worried about him."

"John."

"I'm not mad. I already told you how I feel about you and him and you want to comfort him I know."

"It's not my place. Nick should be here."

"But you,"

"Just drop it John."

TBC