A few hours later it was time for the fun. John was dressed in cargo shorts, red boxers and a T-shirt. He had just ordered a small meal for the play, not wanting to waste food.
"I'll be back, John." Seth said, heading for the bedroom area. "When I come back it starts. Remember your safe word."
Roman followed Seth into the bedroom, shutting the door. "So, we have the base idea right?" Roman confirmed as Seth removed the shirt he was wearing for one of John's merchandise shirts from the suitcase. It was easily two sizes too big.
"Yeah I look so fucking stupid." Seth groaned, pulling on two of John's wrist bands they had found in his bag. "Like a toddler wearing Daddy's clothes."
Roman chuckled. "Sorry, Man didn't have time to get one in your size." He turned Seth, pushing him lightly. "Now get out there and play the gushing fan hiding the meeting from your big bad boyfriend."
Seth groaned again. "Restraints are on the bed. Didn't know if you wanted any." He moved toward the door.
"The under the bed ones? Never mind I'll check while you play host." Roman smirked.
John looked up as Seth walked out, trying to stay in character and not laugh. The food had arrived while Seth dressed and sat on the table in front of John, salmon and small salads. "Mr. Cena! I was so excited to finally win a chance to meet you!" Seth gushed, reaching to shake John's hand. "I"m Tyler. I've been a fan since your OVW days." John shook the offered hand with a grin.
"Please have a seat. And call me John. I love meeting fans." Seth sat, beaming at the older man. "This makes my entire year! I've been to so many of your shows! I caught this shirt at a house show last month!"
Roman kept the bedroom door cracked open to hear where things were before he started to get the room ready. Seeing it was the under the bed set he worked the straps under the mattress, setting it for the large size. He then went to get dressed in black dress pants and a bright blue dress shirt. He left the top two buttons open and the cuffs rolled a little to show the bottom of his tattoo. He then went to slick his hair pulling it back in a neat ponytail.
Meanwhile Seth's gushing had taken on a more flirty undertone as they ate the meal. "I heard rumors that you're into guys, John. Is that true?" He tossed a strand of his long hair over his shoulder. John pretended to look a bit shocked. "Um...actually yeah. I don't flaunt it but I'm not ashamed. But I have a guy so I'm not looking."
"Shame." Seth leaned forward in the chair, almost batting his long eyelashes. John looked a little annoyed. "Sorry, Tyler. This is strictly a contest win. I'm not looking for more."
Roman by this point stood by the door listening wondering how long to make either guy stew before he makes his appearance. He pulled out his phone hoping Seth remembered his sending a message. #Hey, Sweets where you at? You better be behaving.#
Seth heard his phone go off and jumped. "Just a moment, John." He made a show of reading the text and replied. #Having my award dinner with John Cena...Don't I always? Love you Baby.# "It was no one, John. Just my boss about work." Seth leaned forward again. "So tell me all about yourself. Every last detail."
Roman chuckled, taking a deep breath to calm back down. #I warned you about going.#
Seth looked annoyed as the phone went off again, typing furiously. #It was only one dinner, Baby! I'm right in the middle of it. We'll talk later. It's in our hotel room so give me some space.# "Sorry, John." John looked annoyed at the constant interruptions.
"Look, if you're gonna play on your phone I have other things..."
"NO! Stay! I'll turn it off!" Seth made a show of turning his phone off and tossing it aside.
John smiled. "Okay. But I need to be leaving soon anyway."
Roman took the cue since the phone was off he waited a moment as if to send another message with no reply. A moment later he slammed the bedroom door open as if it was the front door. "What the fucks going on here!" He scowled. He looked toward Seth. "Give you space?! What the fuck you trying to pull on me bitch?"
Seth shrunk back while glaring at Roman defiantly. "It was just a dinner, Ro! Can't I have one dinner with my idol?" John looked at Roman in pretend confusion and righteous anger. "Look, I don't know who you are to come in here like this but degrading terms like bitch will get you nowhere."
Roman looked at John. "I can talk to him however I want. He's my boyfriend." He looked back at Seth. "Why the fuck I don't know...damned easy ass try to hop any dick he can." He scoffed. "Just dinner but you ask for space. Yeah I can just bet the space you wanted!" He looked back at John with a cocky smirk. "Fuck, he ain't much."
John made a show of trying to compose himself as he looked at Seth. "Why do you stay with this jerk?"
Seth shrugged. "He's sexy."
John shook his head, looking at Roman. "Look, I'm not fighting with you. Maybe I should just go."
"Yeah maybe you should." He looked at Seth. "Then I can show my boy here proper respect." He scoffed. "Fucking told you your great idol was nothing but a punk ass."
"Oh, hell no." John glared as he stood from the table. "I'm not leaving so you can abuse your lover." He then looked at Seth. "You need to leave this guy. It isn't safe." He turned back to Roman. "And I don't want your boyfriend. As I told him before I have a man already. A wrestler."
"Yeah, which of you two is the bitch there? You all nothing but over glorified stuntmen." Roman stepped closer to John.
"They are not! John can bench press over 500 pounds." Seth whined.
John's teeth were gritted as he glared up at Roman. "You want to see what a stuntman can do? I'm not like Tyler. You can't intimidate me."
"Go ahead try it...make you my bitch too. You don't even know how to handle a real man." Roman smiled with a faint smirk. He was sadly using some lines he had heard himself growing up coming from a wrestling family.
"I'm no ones bitch!" John lunged at Roman, of course not full strength to avoid wrecking hotel property. Seth rushed over to watch in pretend horror.
Roman went to act as though he was going to grapple John down. "Oh yeah, pretty boy. Don't have all your fans cheering you on this time."
"Roman! Stop! You'll violate your parole!" Seth pretended to protest. "I'm not bailing you out this time?"
"Parole?" John seemed to panic as he struggled with Roman.
"Yeah, he did seven for armed robbery and sexual assault." The younger man admitted. John's face went from pissed to freaked out as he fought to separate himself from the Samoan.
"Shut the fuck up, Bitch." Roman snapped at Seth as he struggled to pull John to his feet in a headlock. "And take that fucking shirt off." He started to try to drag John toward the open bedroom.
Seth pretended to remove the shirt reluctantly. "Let me the fuck go!" John choked out as he fought Roman dragging him. "You hurt me you'll go away for a very long time. Is it worth it?"
"Trust me...you won't snitch when I'm done with you." Roman moved to hoist him over his shoulder. "Tyler, go cut that thing...I need something to shut his mouth with."
Seth nodded, while almost pretending to pout. "Why do you have to ruin my perfect night? After all I did for you in prison!" He went to grab scissors. "I get the shirt he's wearing then!" John began to struggle on Roman's shoulder. "Tyler call the police! I was only trying to help you!"
"He knows better than to snitch on me, Cena." Roman carried John into the bedroom, tossing him on the bed. A lustful leer was on his face. "This will be fun...Come on, Doll. You know you're dying to see what he packs under those shorts."
John gasped as he fell on the bed. "What? No! I thought you were going to kick my ass!" Seth looked John over before nodding slowly. "I kind of have always wondered." The older man gave Seth a look of one betrayed. "Tyler! What the fuck?" He went to move from the bed.
Roman moved to shove John back down. "Shut the door, Doll." He kept his focus on John. "See you may be big guy to all the woman that fawn over you. Even my guy other there. I'm not so easy and it's been awhile since I had a new ass to break."
Seth moved to shut the door. John glared up at the smug Samoan. "Well, you won't be breaking in this ass! I fucking dare you to try and touch me again!"
"I like wild ones." Roman smirked as he went to remove his belt. "More fun to break. Just like I see I need to do with Tyler there."
John went to move while Roman worked on his belt but was shocked when Seth jumped to pin his arms to the bed. "What the hell, Tyler?" John thrashed, trying to escape. "He wants to fucking hurt us both!"
"My Doll knows how to be a good boy when he wants to." Roman smirked, walking to the head of the bed, pulling out the first cuff from hiding. He went to secure John's first wrist.
John panicked as he felt his first wrist being secured. "Stop! N...!" His scream was cut off as Seth clasped a firm hand over the wrestler's mouth, muffling him while the other helped hold him down to the bed. "See, I'll be good, Ro, if I get to play too." Seth told Roman sweetly.
"I'll let you play...I just don't like when you go off alone." Roman told him as he moved to secure the other hand. "Now take care of that shirt like I told you. Use the headband that came with those bands to keep it in his mouth."
Seth nodded, sliding from the bed to grab the shirt, cutting a piece of it. Of course as soon as John's mouth was freed he used the opportunity to "call for help" but not as loud as he could actually scream. "Help! Someone help!"
Roman went to grab John's jaw squeezing it. "Shut your mouth or I will cut your tongue from your mouth." He warned him with a cold glare.
John showed his first sign of fear, pretending to tremble at the threat. "You wouldn't dare."
"Here." Seth handed Roman a large wad of the destroyed shirt. "I'll grab the headband."
"Do you really want to test that." Roman smiled taking the cloth from Seth. "This will be easier." He started to wad the cloth into John's mouth before holding his jaw to keep it in his mouth. John's blue eyes shot daggers at Roman as he gave a muffled protest.
Seth walked over with the headband, the back sliced. "Here. I cut it so the ends could be knotted easier."
"You're learning, Doll." Roman took the band with one hand and then held part of it in place as he wrestled to get the ends behind John's head to tie them.
John pretended to struggle but soon he was restrained and tightly gagged. "He does look sexy helpless like that." Seth admitted, pretending to get into it. "And I can play with him any way I want?"
"No riding...your ass is mine. Other then that...sure." Roman nodded.
"What are you gonna do with him? No killing my idol." Seth said, running a hand down John's bound body to squeeze his clothed cock, getting an indignant grunt from their captive.
"No promises...depends if he is going to squeal on us once we are done. You won't last inside, Doll."
John knew it was only playing but his heart raced, body pumping adrenaline and he was so turned on his head spun. "Maybe he'll like it. He's hard already." Seth gave the member another squeeze. "What are you going to do with him? A good rough fuck?" John shook his head no furiously while the raw lust poured off him in waves.
"Yeah. Open him nice and good." Roman smirked as he went to remove his dress shirt. "Go ahead, Doll open his shorts. Let's see what we have. Watch it I think he may be a kicker."
True to Roman's word John kicked at Seth as soon as the man reached for his cargo shorts. "You better behave. Roman knows how to break bad boys." Seth warned as he wrestled the shorts and boxers down John's moving legs and off. "Damn...he looks good." John turned his head away as if he was humiliated by being so exposed, closing his legs as best he could but his cock stood at full attention.
"Playing hard to get...but we see the truth...don't we, Doll?" Roman smirked as he removed his belt and started to remove his pants. "His body is practically screaming for some cock."
John felt he should be protesting, being the moral wrestler with a boyfriend. He gave Roman his best puppy eyes, the ones Randy often spoke of while shaking his head no furiously. Seth tried not to break character at the pet name Doll for him and laugh. "Yeah..maybe he likes it rough too. I know you turn me on by putting me in my place."
"Yeah he trying to say no, but those eyes are just begging." Roman removed his pants, stripping himself bare to expose his own hard cock. "Bet he never tangled with something like this though." He commented as he took a good hold of it.
John tried to remember his wide eyed look he had gave the first time he saw the Samoan's large cock and replicate it. Seth grabbed John's legs, forcing them apart so that he was fully exposed. "Look at that ass! I stare at it every time he's in the ring."
Roman went to grab one of the cuffs from the bottom of the bed and secured John's one ankle. "So what did you want to do with him?" He asked before moving to the other leg.
Seth looked thoughtful. "I don't know. I don't trust his mouth on my dick..." He remembered their previous talk of dp'ing John. "Why don't we both share his ass at the same time?" John was genuinely taken off guard by the suggestion as he had never taken two cocks at once and Seth and Roman were both thick as hell.
"Hmmm we may need to free his legs for that. Plenty of lube too." Roman pondered the options. For that it was best John be free since one of them would need to be under John. "We need to get him flipped over."
"Just a moment." Seth ran to grab a pair of loose cuffs from the pile of toys. "I'll help you flip him and we can cuff his hands behind his back. He can't fight us both. This is like my fantasy!" He gushed like a zealous fan boy.
"Good thinking. Free his hands, cuff him then free the legs." Roman instructed. "I'll take under him...I can support his weight better than you I think."
"Okay, but be careful." Seth warned as he moved to free John's wrists. "I've watched this guy in the ring for years. He's fucking strong." John tried not to show his amusement. It was fun playing hard to get and forcing the two men to get rough and dominate him.
"I'm not a slouch either." Roman reached to grab the back of John's neck to push him up into to sitting position. He then grabbed John's shirt, ripping it up over his head before wrestling John's massive arms to get them behind his back, careful not to over extend them this time.
"I get to keep that shirt." Seth announced as he cuffed John's hand, careful they weren't too tight. He loved playing the obsessed fan boy. He groped John's bare chest eagerly, pinching a nipple and eliciting a groan from the older man.
"Fine, fine." Roman grumbled. "Maybe I should stretch that ass a bit before we team up." He licked his lips, eying John over.
"Yeah." Seth nodded, running his hands up and down John's chiseled chest. "Don't want to tear him up too bad. We send him to the hospital what will I watch on Monday nights? Guess just that sexy Seth Rollins."
Roman fought not to shoot Seth a 'really' type look. "Go get me the lube and strip down if you gonna join me later."
"Fine." Seth sighed as he left his toy to grab Roman the lube. John jerked as if testing the cuffs but they held firm as he panted and glared at Roman, the defiant Cena so different from the sweet submissive.
"Oh trust me, I broken men who thought they were big and bad before." Roman smirked. "Be thankful I don't rip your ass raw." He pushed John back on the bed before climbing between his leg waiting for Seth to return. "How much my boy gushes on you I should rip you just on general principle." He almost spat.
"What? He's hot. Look at him." Seth handed Roman the lube before he began to strip. "I love this. I haven't topped anyone in years." He gushed. "Can I spank that ass when we flip him?"
"Sure Doll." Roman took the lube slicking his cock down. "This should be good." John made muffled sounds he hoped sounded pitiful as he played the victim, struggling to avoid the inevitable. Seth actually grew almost concerned a moment as John looked genuinely upset and the older man gave him a discreet wink to show he was fine. Roman reached under John to lift his hips to shift under him enough to line his cock up before lowering John back down to breath his tightened hole. Roman dropped any shields he had up, reading John's excitement of their play.
"How does he feel, Ro?" Seth asked, stroking his own cock as he watched. John gave a groan as his walls were stretched quickly.
"Tight." Roman groaned as he stuffed John full. "Maybe he wasn't the bitch after all...but he will be now." He lifted John's up again only to bring them back down on him. Fuck yeah this will be so good."
"Fuck...that's hot." Seth almost moaned as he watched the look of bliss John tried to hide. "Fuck him good, Ro."
"Well not too good." Roman commented. "Need to keep cool enough until you join me. Just loosening him a bit first."
"Okay." Seth stroked his cock, now fully hard. "Never dreamed I'd get a chance to even touch John Cena. It's like every Christmas and birthday rolled into one."
"Okay, Doll...okay." Roman moaned out as he lifted John's hips to bring him back down a few more times watching the older man. "Mmmm" he moaned then smirked. "Like that?"
John shook his head no, pretending to be furious at the humiliation of being fucked but the feeling of his lust rolled off him in waves. "Told you he'd be hard to break." Seth said with pride. "John Cena NEVER gives up."
"We will see." Roman pulled out and away. He went to unlock John's legs "Help me flip the bitch."
"I'm not a bitch!" John tried to scream as Seth moved to help turn him but his words came out muffled. "Damn...he's heavy." The younger man grunted as John was flipped over.
Roman helped flip John and re cuffed his ankles. "Don't want him running on us now." Roman climbed on the bed. "You'll get your shot in a moment." Roman grabbed John's waist, jerking him up on his knees. He then worked to push back inside to fill him fast and deep.
John let out a surprised moan at the actions, loving the feeling of the Samoan deep inside him. Jolts of pleasure swept him as the new angle caused friction to his sweet spot. "I think he likes that. Look at that ass." Seth moaned out.
"That he does." Roman moaned giving another thrust. He only went a short bit before he pulled out. "Go ahead, Doll. You wanted to smack that ass. I don't want you hitting my goods."
Seth warmed his hands, rubbing them together as he neared John with a huge grin. "Stay still for me, John and I won't spank you that long." He reared back and gave John two hard swats, one on each cheek, watching as they jiggled before adding two more.
Roman moved towards the head of the bed grabbing John's shoulders to lift him in a kneeling position. "Feels good don't it?" He asked looking at John's face. "Go ahead. Give him a couple more."
"With pleasure." Seth gave John four more hard swats, rubbing the reddened round globes. He worried of them doing a dp first time on John with him gagged. "Why don't you take that shit out of his mouth so we can hear him moan?" Seth suggested, panting. "You could even make him suck your cock while I warm his ass."
Roman felt Seth's worry. He held John up with one hand on his chest the other grabbing the back of John's neck. "You gonna be a good bitch for us if I take that out of your mouth?" He gave a faint nod as he spoke, hoping John got the hint. John nodded slowly, looking like he was resigned to his fate. "Good." Roman moved to pull the band hold the gag to pull it up and over John's head before removing the cloth. He smirked. "See, so much better."
John licked his dry lips, trying to appear nervous. "I can't take two cocks. Tonight was the first time I ever took one." Seth tried not to crack a smile at John's claim. The guy probably had more cock inside him than a chicken coop.
"Oh, if you relax you will be amazed as to what you can handle." Roman smirked.
"F-Fuck!" John panted as Seth suddenly had two fingers plunging in and out of his tight heat. "Guess I have no choice anyway."
"Your right you don't" Roman told him. While holding John up he climbed on the sliding his legs between John's before sliding down lowering John with him using his hand to support John's weight. "Okay, Doll. Help get me in."
Seth took Roman's hard cock, guiding it back to fill John's stretched hole. "So fucking big!" John cried out, his eyes closing.
"Oh just you wait." Roman moaned as he moved his legs to bend the spreading John's legs more and allowing him to thrust up into him. "Oh fuck yeah." He lowered his hips back down before rising them again. "Fuck, Ty...get yourself ready. I don't think this bitch will last long."
Seth felt excited as this was all new to him too. He lubed his cock before climbing on the bed to mount John, slowly pushing his own needy member on top of Roman's so John could feel every inch. "Fuck!" John's eyes wanted to almost roll at the sensation of how full he felt. "So...stuffed...can't take it." He was in bottom heaven.
When Roman felt Seth he went all the way in and stopped. "Doll, you have the lube near by?" Roman took one hand to brush John's face lightly. "Yes you can." He whispered. "Breath." He broke character for just a brief moment.
"Yeah." Seth reached to grab the tube. "We need more?" John breathed slowly, his walls twitching around the large invasion to his body.
"After a few strokes we may." Roman told him. He pulled out just a little before slowly moving back up. "Oh fuck." He groaned at the tightness, feeling Seth's cock twitch and John's walls trying to clench.
John had never felt anything to compare with the sensation of two, hot cocks inside him at once. His mind was so cloudy from what he was experiencing he could no longer pretend to hate it. "W-Wouldn't want to push myself this far every day but DAMN it feels sooo good!" Seth moaned his agreement as he moved slowly, his aching cock sliding beside Roman's.
"That's it." Roman remained still. "You control the movement, Ty..." Roman moaned out as he watched John.
John's body quivered as Seth began to move more, causing even more stretching of his walls. The two tone haired man pushed himself in deeper until he was buried to the hilt with each thrust. "That's it, John. Take our cocks."
Roman moaned at the sensation. "That's it, John. Such a good bitch aren't you?" He licked his lips.
"B-Being a bitch might not be so bad if it feels like this." John moaned as his prostate felt constantly stimulated. "I may have to try some new things with my boyfriend."
Feeling the pace Seth was using Roman began to move his hips in time opposite Seth. So as Seth would pull out he would push back in keeping the older man filled at all times.
It was foreign to always feel full while he was being fucked. "D-Damn. I'm not gonna last." John announced, his body heating more with each passing moment.
"Think we care." Roman moaned. "You're already dripping." He smirked. "Fucking hot."
John moaned, letting the feeling wash over him. His muscles tightened as his body let go, almost screaming in pleasure as his orgasm seemed to go on and on. "Damn..fuck!" Seth panted as he felt his cock almost milked by the older man. "I'm almost there myself!"
Roman moaned, leaning up to kiss John almost capturing his scream. Roman moaned against John's lips as his own climax began to hit. The hand on John's face slid to behind his head. His body shuddering along with John's. John's mind did not register he was being kissed at first but when it did it felt so right this time. He dropped all pretenses of the roleplay, kissing his Master back, his lips parting so they could fully taste each other. Seth moaned out his own climax before he noticed the kissing, smiling softly at the two men.
Roman moaned deeper, his tongue brushing John's. He finally let go panting. "Fuck..." He almost whispered.
John's eyes showed a spark of joy to them as he also panted for breath. "Thank you, Master. So good." Seth pulled out of John, falling to lay on the bed.
"You did very good, Johnny." Roman praised him as he lowered his hips back down to pull out fully. "We will free you in a moment."
"Thank you both. I had so much fun." John said.
Seth moved to work on John's cuffs. "You're a great actor, John. I honestly almost stopped to see if you were okay at one point but you winked at me."
"Well, he has been in how many movies." Roman joked, still under John. "I think we need fresh linens."
"Yeah." John moved to give Roman space after he was freed. "By the way, Sir." Seth glared at Roman playfully. "Doll? What kind of name is doll for a tough guy?"
"You weren't playing a tough guy...you were my bitch." Roman smiled as he sat up. "Besides Randy calls John Baby.."
Seth just groaned and John laughed then grew serious. "I miss my Daddy. I'd love to be filled by him and you, Master at the same time."
"What am I chopped liver?" Seth huffed.
"No...you felt good. It's just I love ..." John stopped, blushing as he realized what he'd almost said.
"It's okay, Johnny...I'm not exactly blind." Roman told him. He then smirked. "Fuck, picture that while you blow Seth."
"Wow, even for me that's a lot of cock." John joked as he slowly moved. "Damn, I am a mess. Think I'd better hop in the shower."
"Yeah go ahead first, Johnny." Roman told him as he got up.
John walked to the bathroom, pausing as if he had something to say at the door. "I do love you, Master. Think I have for awhile and I don't say things like that easily. As a matter of fact, Randy was my first. I know you don't feel the same as I do...I just wanted you to know." He disappeared into the bathroom, closing the door.