Meanwhile John had fallen asleep on the large bed after Randy had helped him from the warm tub. Randy stayed by John's side, resting a little, but woke every time his Baby made a noise. John rested on his side, his face a grimace of pain any time he moved. There was a knock on the room door but John was so exhausted he hardly stirred. Randy lightly kissed John's shoulder before moving to throw on a pair of shorts before checking the door. He threw a glance at the bed
to make sure John was covered before opening it.
Roman and a very timid looking Seth stood at the door when Randy opened it. Randy gave Seth a faint glare before looking at Roman. "How is he?" Roman asked.
"Sleeping, but you can tell sore. Come on in." He moved to let the two men pass before shutting the door.
"I know you're mad at him and you deserve to be. He is serving his punishment." Roman said.
"What if John isn't better by his next show? How does he explain this to Creative?" Randy snapped in reply.
"I don't know." Seth admitted, knowing they had a show the next day. "There's a good chance he won't be if he is sore now..wouldn't want any more pulling on his back or shoulders..I'm truly sorry."
"Sorry? Sorry?!" Randy closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. "You sure it was wise bringing him around me right now?"
"He needed to see." Roman told him. "Let John rest for now. I will see what I can do to help later."
"Help how?"
"Like your back last night."
"Is it that good?"
"Well with help. I will need to track my cousins down for something."
"Okay." Randy sighed, opening his eyes.
"We will be back in a couple hours." Roman told him. Randy nodded. Seth thought it wise to keep silent as he followed Roman out. Once in their own room Roman placed the needed call to Jimmy Uso. It took some talking on his part to convince them to let him get a hold of the muscle rub he knew they carried with them. Seth felt overwhelming guilt as he realized the load he had placed on Roman, Randy and John. He cared for each man as a friend and wished to take back his actions more than anything. He laid on the bed, resting and wishing he could disappear.
Roman met with Jimmy then sent Randy a text to let him know when John woke up. He sat in his room for now just watching TV.
John woke slowly a few hours later. He shifted and went to sit up in the bed, forgetting he was injured and cried out in pain when his back was pulled. "Fuck!"
John's scream made Randy jump. "Johnny?!" He looked his heart leaping. "Relax, Baby. Please take it easy."
"Sorry." John's jaw clenched in pain as he leaned back. "F-Forgot I was sore until I moved. Fuck...hurts worse than a kendo stick hit. "Sorry I woke you."
"It's fine, Baby. Just relax, Roman said to let him know when you are awake. He said he has a few things that may help you, like that salt he used on me last night."
A stubborn look came into John's eyes. "I'm not an invalid, Daddy. If Roman finds out Seth will get into trouble. I'll be fine."
"Too late for that. So tough shit, if Roman doesn't help you there is no way you are doing interviews let alone matches." Randy retorted.
"Shit. I didn't want Seth in hot water. I'll be fine to wrestle." As if to prove his point John rolled as if to grapple with Randy then stopped cold as piercing pain ran up his back. "F-Fuck."
"Stop it!" Randy snapped. "What's done is done. Seth is already in hot water so you playing macho isn't going to change it. So fucking take it easy until your Master gets here to help you!" Randy moved to grab his phone.
John jumped at Randy's stern tone, grunting as he laid back down. "Yes, Daddy."
"Better." He started to sent Roman the text and waited for the reply. "He said he would be over in a few minutes."
"Okay." John sighed, hating that he was hurting so badly. He hated being forced to take it easy.
Randy heard the knock on the door and went to get it, seeing Roman. "Left him behind?"
"Yeah...even though I think he should have been the one to treat John." Roman told him as he entered, holding a small grooming kit.
John sat up slowly, hearing Roman come in. "Hi, Master. Is Seth in trouble? It's not his fault." Worry filled his blue eyes.
"Don't worry about the trouble he is in." Roman told him. "Let me go prepare your bath." Roman headed for the bathroom. John's eyes lowered at Roman's response. He knew Seth was being punished and it made him feel badly. Roman stopped walking. "Stop it, Johnny...it was his fault and he got what he deserved." He continued to go prepare the tub.
"No it wasn't." John argued with Roman for the first time. "I'm the one who teased him at breakfast. Then when he had me tied I could have signaled to be freed at any time I wanted! I was honestly so turned on I didn't care that my back hurt until later. I should be punished...and hard." Roman stepped back out, hearing John.
"You were punished over a joke. He messed up. It is our job as Doms to assure our submissive's safety. He failed at that."
John sighed. "Just please...tell him I don't blame him. I'm afraid he won't want to tie me up anymore."
"Well he isn't allowed to for a while." Roman informed him. "That is part of his punishment."
John looked bummed at the news. That was his punishment too. "Yes, Sir."
"We can still play once I feel you are well enough. He just isn't allowed to. While you are more then just a toy, think of it like this. You are an expensive toy that belong to your Daddy and me. We allowed Seth to play with our toy and he broke it. So he isn't allowed to play with it again. Understand?"
"Yes." John nodded slowly. "But I like what he can do to me. I enjoy the restraints and things he does."
"I may not be as varied in my skills as Seth, but I do have some knowledge. Now he will play again. I just need to decide when." Roman headed back for the bathroom. "Come here, Johnny." John moved to stand, biting back a groan so that Seth would not get in more trouble as he walked to join Roman. The steam could almost be seen rising from the tub. "Okay, nice and easy."
John put a foot in and pulled it quickly back. "It's too hot, Master. I'll look like a steamed lobster."
"You will be fine...swear you and Randy both are babies." Roman chuckled.
"Hey." Randy called out from the door.
"Well, it's true. You whined and it made you feel better." Roman told him. John made a face and slowly stepped into the hot tub. "You will adjust quickly, John." John nodded, sinking down into the water and trying to relax. "You will see things will be for the best. I will not have Seth punished for too long. I can already tell he is remorseful for what he did. He just can't know I know and if I let him off already he will think I am being soft on him."
John nodded. "I can understand that. Thank you for being fair, Master." He let out a sigh as the water began to feel good. "On the bright side I felt like a bondage porn star in that position."
"It was an unsafe position for someone of your build." Roman said sternly.
He looked at Randy. "Did you two eat dinner?"
"No."
"Please order up for us then. You know what John eats. I'll have the same."
"Of course." Randy turned to leave the bathroom.
"Thanks, Daddy." John felt like a king being waited on and pampered. A small chuckle left
his lips.
"Well glad your spirits are better, Johnny. Now to get your body to match." Roman told
him.
"Just funny here I sit the submissive being pampered while dinner is ordered." John
chuckled. "Shouldn't it be the other way around?"
"You are injured right now." Roman told him. "If anything it should be Seth doing your
duties. Your Daddy is quite cross with him though and best he stay away for now."
John nodded. "Yes, Sir. Daddy was pretty pissed earlier." The water was soothing his
aching body more than he expected.
"He still is. You are very dear to him."
"As he is to me. I would honestly be lost without him." John admitted to Roman.
"So you see why he is cross with Seth. He placed your safety and his trust in him." Roman told him. "Now Seth may still be with me a time or two while still serving his punishment. He is not allowed to play unless I say so."
John nodded his understanding. "Yes, Master." His eyes held the look of almost hero worship. "You want to stay over tonight?"
"We shall see, John. I should check on Seth at least one more time even if I do stay."
"Okay." John paused. "Daddy couldn't get off today when we played. He didn't seem as heated as normal."
"He didn't?" Roman looked faintly puzzled.
"No...I didn't to either part of the comment." Randy commented from the door. "For some reason I didn't pick up on John or Seth like I normally do. Then when I heard John got injured he became my priority."
John began to put things together and his face paled. "So..today was the first time without Master Roman in a while. Does that mean he's the only one who gets you hot any more?"
"No, Baby...I was still heated. Just...It was just mine I was feeling. You have gotten me off when it was just the two of us."
Roman listened, his brows knitting together. "So somehow I am...I'm the cause of your...um...ability?"
Randy lowered his head, thinking before rubbing the back of his neck. "Damn...seems so."
"Guess that's why you're the only one who seems to be able to burn it out." John told Roman. "I tried once but it didn't work. Remember you never noticed it until we started playing with the Shield, Daddy."
"Yeah." Randy commented.
"I'm sorry, Randy." Roman commented. "I never meant to cause you trouble."
"I know. How were you suppose to know?"
"It doesn't change anything right?" The truth spilled out of John before he realized it. "I need you both."
"No, Baby...it doesn't change anything." Randy assured him. "I dealt with my...power for over a year."
John nodded, more at ease. "Good. I know it was just us for years, Daddy. But Master
gives so much to us both."
"I know, Johnny." Randy admitted.
"You guys brought more into my life as well." Roman admitted.'
John shifted in the water. "How long do I have to steam for?" He teased.
"Until the food arrives." Roman told him. "After you eat we will see how you are feeling. I
have something else to use on you if you still feel bad."
"Yes, Sir. Thank you." On impulse John reached for the Samoan's hand, giving the back a
soft kiss.
"You're quite welcome, Johnny." Roman offered a faint smile. John closed his eyes as he
relaxed after releasing Roman's hand, wondering for a moment how it would feel to be
kissed by his Master as he had watched Randy do.
"Just relax, Johnny...I'll be back in for you." Roman made his way back to the main room.
Randy followed behind him.
John let his mind wander as his body relaxed in the hot water, imagining himself being
kissed sweetly by Roman while his Daddy stood behind him and kissed his neck. It was not
so much arousing as it was comforting at the moment. Roman partly closed the door before
walking away some.
"Does it bother you that your Baby seems to be spawning feeling for me?" Roman asked.
"What like you did me?" Randy retorted.
"Wh...well..."
"Don't you think to a point it was bound to happen?"
"Does it bother you?"
"Why should it? John is fine with the two of us."
"True."
"How do you feel about him though?" Randy tried to push.
"I don't know."
"Do you feel anything for him past a friend? Passed being your sub?"
"Maybe."
"Well, just don't hurt him."
"I would never mean to."
"Good...because if you did...no matter what we may feel now...I would have to hurt you." Randy said seriously.
Roman nodded. "Understood."
John drifted into a light rest, feeling secure with the two men nearby and at the moment
pain free due to the water. Roman looked back toward the bathroom. "Your Baby is very
resilient."
"I know...why."
"Well for now he is calm and relaxed. He may not need the ointment I have with me...if so
that is good."
"What's the chance he will be sore again once the muscle cools down again?"
"Could happen, but maybe he will still be more functional."
"Okay so what really is that stuff? Works better than any salt baths I seen before." Randy asked.
Roman gave a faint sigh. "A special blend of salts and herbs I get from a great aunt of
mine. Hard to get a hold of, luckily it doesn't take much to do the trick."
John rested until there was a knock on the door signaling the food had arrived. "You get
the food I'll check on John." Roman told Randy who nodded heading for the door. Roman
ducked into the bathroom, seeing John's eyes open. "How you feeling?"
"Better." John gave the younger man a smile as he yawned. "At least for now no pain,
Sir."
"Good. Food just got here I think." Roman went to grab a towel. "Hmm if we were not
checking out tomorrow I would say ask room service for extras." He brought it over.
"Here you go."
"Thanks." John felt a subtle change in the air between them as he took the towel and
stepped out but he could not put his finger on it. He wrapped the towel around his waist.
"I'm starving."
"Well your Daddy is waiting." Roman gave a faint smile, leading John into the main room.
"I got you two a porterhouse steak, roasted vegetables and side salads." Randy told them
lifting the lids. "Instead of the roasted veg I got a baked potato."
"Smells amazing." John commented as he walked toward the food.
"Thanks, Babe...well you seem to be walking better."
"Yeah, the bath did wonders." John admitted as he took his food and sat.
"I know...just hope it stay that way." Roman said.
John tore into his steak, stopping after a huge bite. "Damn, it was Load Day. I could have
had greasy tacos."
"Sorry, Babe. I forgot." Randy admitted as he ate his food. Roman looked over, shaking his
head before he went back to eating.
"It's okay. This is good." John went back to eating. "So, Master are you going to make my
Daddy feel good before bed to make up for earlier?"
Randy almost coughed, forcing his bite down. "Th-that was hours ago, Baby." Roman couldn't
help but gave a faint chuckle.
"I don't know if John wants me to make you feel better or he just wants a show."
"No, it's for my Daddy. He deserves it." John insisted all innocent blue eyes. "He's been
such a good, Daddy. He deserves a special treat."
"I'm fine, Johnny. Really." Randy insisted.
"I don't mind." Roman smirked, causing Randy to take a shaky breath.
"No fair that's cheating." Randy protested.
John just grinned as he ate. "Think about it while you eat, Daddy. You know how Master
can make you feel."
"You're both bad." Randy told them.
"But so good at it." Roman joked. John gave his boyfriend a wink as he ate, knowing the
suggestion he planted would eat at his Daddy. Randy tried not to shift in his seat, feeling
the energy pouring off both men.
"You both gonna drive me nuts."
"We aren't doing anything." Roman insisted. "Your own mind if playing tricks."
"I'm honestly not either, Daddy." John said. "You and Master just have so much chemistry
even the thought of being with him gets you going." He laughed. "I can't believe I'm not
jealous but I'm not."
"That's sweet, Baby...glad you so secure." Randy admitted.
"Come on, Randy. We know you have steam to burn off." Roman joked.
"Will you both focus on eating?!"
"I am." Roman insisted as he at some of the vegetables. John shoveled food into his mouth,
chewing to show Randy he was eating as he fought not to smile. He knew how the Samoan
could get under Randy's skin.
Randy felt almost determined to show them wrong. "I can't believe you two."
"What?" Roman asked.
"You know what."
"Hey, your Baby wants you relaxed and I wasn't here for the fun earlier." Roman smirked.
Randy rolled his eyes focusing back on his meal.
"Who would get who?" Roman smirked.
"Will you knock it off."
"We're talking about getting you off." The larger man gave a laugh.
"It's up to you, Daddy." John shrugged. "If you want to turn down the mind numbing
pleasure Master Roman can offer...hey, who am I to push you?" His blue eyes looked
innocent as he ate more.
"Reverse psychology? Really, Johnny?" Randy piped up.
John just chuckled as he ate. He knew it was only a matter of time. "Why do you always
have to put on a show of resisting, Daddy? Why can't you just give in and enjoy
yourself?"
"Because I am not worked up besides what you two are throwing off."
"So we think you're sexy...so what." Roman pursed his lips that turned to a smirk.
"Then fucking say it is for you and not because you want to help me. Because I didn't need
the help."
Roman set his food down, walking over to Randy turning his chair to lean over him. Randy
had to look up, seeing the larger man with almost matching eyes peering down. "Fine...I
want to take you...throw you on the bed and fuck you so hard you won't even think
straight." Randy gulped as his heart pounded his chest. Roman then stood back up with a
smirk. "Is that what you wanted?" He said totally deadpanned before he turned to return
to his meal. Randy just sat there stunned. John let out a shaky breath, hearing the sexy
Samoan's words, just starring at Roman speechless. Hearing him tease his Daddy was beyond
sexy.
Roman laughed, looking at the two older men between bites of his steak. John shook
himself, clearing his throat. "Damn, Sir. You can really paint a picture with words."
"Thanks, Johnny. Randy you can close your mouth now." Roman laughed again.
Randy shook his head. "Hey now."
"What?" Roman smirked. "You said that was what you wanted." John tried his best to focus
on eating and recover from Roman's words but his cock twitched at the mental image of
Roman fucking his Daddy raw.
John's excitement wasn't helping Randy to remain calm. Luckily he was almost finished.
"Guessing you like the idea." Roman told him. "You don't exactly hide well in those
shorts." Randy fought, almost choking then blushing.
John could not believe that Randy was blushing. His cocky boyfriend never blushed! "I
know I do." John admitted boldly.
"Johnny?!" Randy exclaimed. He just lowered his head, shaking it. "Am I just delaying the
inevitable?"
"Pretty much." Roman told him.
"Tell me you're not aching to be on the bed with Master taking you." John added. "We've
been together too long."
"Why do I even bother?" Randy stated.
"Beats me." Roman told him. "Or maybe it will be me beating you." He smirked.
John felt like he was going mad by all Roman's innuendos. "For fuck's sake will somebody
just fuck somebody?" He exploded, begging.
Roman laughed, standing up he put the rest of his plate on the tray. "How can you say no
to that Randy?" he asked as he slipped off his shirt.
"Fuck." Randy grumbled.
"Well, that is supposed to be the point." Roman told him, heading for the bed already working
on his belt. John smiled as he stood and slowly moved to sit in a chair by the bed to
watch.
"Told you Johnny just wanted a show." Randy commented as he got up, knowing he was
defeated.
"So what...you make it sound like a bad thing." Roman told him stripping rest of the way.
John sighed. Randy's attitude was making him feel selfish. "Never mind, Daddy. If you
really don't feel like it I'm sorry I'm pushing. I thought you enjoyed being with Master
Roman and me watching."
"I do, Johnny...I'm joking. I like when you do things too, but I know you're hurt." Randy got up leaving his plate on the table and started to remove the shorts he was in.
John stood to remove the towel from around his waist and sat back down. "If you think I'm up for it of course I'll be happy to do whatever you two want."
"You need to take it easy, John." Roman told him. "Come on over, Randy...I won't bite. Well unless you want me to." He smirked with a lick of his lips. Randy couldn't help but give a shiver, his cock already hardening.
John panted, erotic images of his two Dom's in his head as his own cock thickened. "Feel free to k-kiss all you want." He said in a husky tone.
"Hmm seems your Baby got off on the lip lock." Roman mused. Randy made his way over. "I guess so."
"Well in that case." Roman reached to grab Randy by the back of the head and neck, pulling him closer. As he got close Roman leaned in kissing Randy hard and deep. The older man couldn't help giving a faint moan, his eyes drifting closed. At the moan Roman's tongue slipped past Randy's lips to caress his own.
John ran a hand over his hardening cock, squeezing it with a groan at the sensual sight. The two men were tall, with glorious bronze skin and they created an erotic image that made the older man moan. Randy shuttered in Roman's hold his lips faintly swollen from the pressure. "Go ahead and lay down." Roman licked his lips. "On your back...head toward the one side so your Baby can see all of us." Randy gave a faint pant as he nodded to move as instructed.
"You both look so good." John said lowly as he watched Randy move with lust darkened eyes.
"He does have a fine sculpted body." Roman commented as he went to follow Randy. He climbed between Randy's legs. "Just relax and let me work my magic."
"Som-sometimes I need to wonder if you really don't." Randy replied which Roman just chuckled at. He sat up on his knees before he started to suck on two of his fingers.
John watched each movement they made, the anticipation building. "Fuck, you are both magic as far as I'm concerned. E-everything you do drives me crazy." Roman looked with a faint smirk at John before he leaned over Randy as he removed his fingers. He went to kiss him again the same time working his wet fingers into the older man's ass. Randy moaned at the duel feeling his hips wanting to rise from the bed. John's hand began stroking his cock, gathering some of his pre-cum on the tip to add slip. The look on his boyfriend's face was one of sheer bliss as he was kissed. After a few minutes Roman shifted faintly trailing his lips to Randy's neck as he positioned his cock to take the place of his fingers. "Oh fuck." Randy cried as his body was being filled.
"Just breathe." Roman whispered in his ear before he went to kiss Randy's neck again. John's body gave a shudder of its own as he watched his Master kissing his Daddy's neck. He remembered when he had fantasized about his own neck being caressed while sandwiched between the two men.
Randy moaned as his body burned with not only his own lust but that of the two men that captured his heart. He gave a gasp as that thought crossed his mind. Both men were deeply ingrained in his heart and that would never change. John had such a longing to be on the bed with Randy and Roman to taste them and feel them but he knew he was still healing. His blue eyes drank in the sight as he squeezed his aching balls lightly with a soft moan.
Roman broke the attention to Randy's neck to turn his head looking at John. "That's good, Johnny." He told him. "Don't hold back...just watch your shoulders." He moaned as did Randy when Randy's spot was hit his muscles clenched slightly around Roman.
"F-Fuck..Y-Yes, Sir. Getting there." John moaned. "God, being forced to watch my Daddy take Seth and now you taking him...I want to get fucked so damn bad!" His own entrance clenched at the admission.
"We're just worried, Baby." Randy moaned. "Not wo-worth you getting hurt worse."
John stopped stroking himself and went after the items as quickly as he could. He unzipped his travel bag and rooted around before pulling out the thick, heavy dildo. It was even bigger than Randy, more on the lines of Roman and John used it at times while alone on the road. He carried it over to Randy as told along with a tube of lube. "Here, Daddy."
Roman slowed so Randy could focus. "Okay, Baby...on your back with your feet toward me and pull your legs back carefully. Gonna need you close enough so I can reach." He started to add some lube to the toy. John's heart raced as he climbed on the bed. He laid on his back and pulled his legs back slowly to reveal his entrance to Randy, his chest heaving slightly. "That's a good, Baby." Randy told him as he watched as he worked the large toy between John's cheeks. Roman moved to kneel still in Randy so he could help stop John from moving as the toy was pushed in.
"So willing so hot." The larger man said, looking down at John as Randy pushed the toy in, filling John up. John gave a pant as the toy entered his ass with no preparation. The hard toy was harder to take than a real cock but the older man wanted every inch.
"So big." He moaned, his muscles stretching to adjust.
"That's it...such a good, Baby." Randy told him as he went as far as he could reach. He then slowly slid it out and then back in. Once Roman saw Randy had a good pace he started up again, causing Randy to moan out. "Oh fuck...shit." He cried as Roman brushed over his spot time and time again.
John was so unbelievably turned on being this close to Randy and Roman while the head of the thick toy created jolts of pleasure over and over. He moaned, his eyes drifting closed so he could imagine the hard thickness filling him was his Daddy or Master, both images blurring in his head. "Yeah, Baby...to-touch yourself...cum for us." Randy moaned as he went to grab his own straining length until Roman swatted it away. "Damn." Randy panted as he looked up at Roman's face.
"Don't worry you'll get off." Roman moaned out.
John grabbed his leaking cock, moaning as he could feel the build up. "So fucking
good...ohhhhh!" His back arched slightly as the trembling sub came strong, his muscles squeezing the rubber toy so hard it was almost forced out of him.
"Oh fuck!" Randy cried as his own climax hit before he could even think otherwise even without being touch.
"There we go." Roman smirked down at Randy as he thrusted just a couple more times to reach his own peak.
John opened his eyes as he caught his breath, seeing the other two men cry out their climaxes. "Damn, that was good."
"Yeah, Ba-Baby." Randy panted as Roman slowly pulled out and moved to sit on the other side of Randy, looking at John.
"Guess see how good you feel in the morning." Roman told John.
"Feeling good right now." John grinned as he picked up his toy in his clean hand. "Like my cock?" He teased. "Biggest one they carried."
Roman chuckled. "How long you have that?"
"About six months." Randy mumbled, feeling drained.
"Eight inches of fun when Daddy is away but nothing beats the real thing." John moved so that he and Randy were facing the same direction, laying close to him. Randy's eyes already fought to remain open as always Roman seemed to drain the life out of him again.
John looked at Randy, seeing the man was about gone. "Damn, you wore him out with one round again, Sir. I've never been able to do that." He admitted.
"Guess he needed it." Roman moved off the bed. "Let him rest a bit." He leaned over kissing Randy's forehead.
"I'm fi-fine." Randy tried to protest.
"Sure you are...just sleep for a bit then you can get clean." Randy grumbled his eyes drifting rest of the way closed.
John kissed his Daddy's lips before climbing from the bed, walking over to Roman still holding the toy. "Mind if I rinse off in the shower, Sir?" He whispered.
"Think the hotel shower is big enough for two? I know the tub was."
John was honestly taken off guard by the question as Roman never spent much one on one time with him outside of sex. He gave a small smile. "Should be, Sir. You are welcome to join me."
"Good." Roman smiled faintly, moving toward the bathroom. John followed his Dom into the bathroom, noticing thankfully the shower was plenty big enough for two. He sat the toy on the sink. Roman went to set the water. "Don't worry it won't be as hot as the bath."
"It's fine." John wondered why he suddenly felt excited butterflies being alone with Roman. He was feeling the new jitters he had with Randy five years ago. He moved togather two clean hotel wash clothes and the small bar of complimentary soap. A small nagging part of John wondered if he was betraying his Daddy by feeling this way.