Part TWO of my BEASTLY Cenaton fic
John felt himself beginning to wake up, so he rolled himself over and pulled the covers up to his chin. He felt a movement beside him, which caused him to open his eyes. He was confused for a second, then remembered that he went to bed with Randy Orton. John moved in closer and wrapped his arms around Randy’s waist. “Morning.”
Randy scooted back against John’s body, “Morning. I thought I was dreaming there for a couple minutes.”
“Mmm, nope, no dream. This is real. Damn, this is real. Wait, did I really agree to wear a dress for 20 bucks?”
“Yeah, you did.”
“Does that mean you want to see me in a dress, or were you just being a dick?”
Randy blushed and was glad John couldn’t see him, “Well, uhh, I might possibly want to see it…”
“You got some weird fetishes, dude,” John laughed.
“Yeah, I know. So, when are we going shopping?”
“Did you want to go soon, or later today?”
“Hmm,” Randy thought, pulling himself out of John’s grip and sitting up in the bed, “Maybe we should go soon, that way we won’t have a ton of people staring.”
“Ok, then, did you want to leave now? Are they even open now?” John asked, looking at the clock and noticing it was only 8:30.
“I have no idea. But, I was kinda hoping I could take a shower first. And, Christ, maybe some Tylenol,” Randy said, holding his head.
“Yeah, sure…” John watched as Randy headed towards the bathroom and shut the door. “Hey, Randy?”
Randy opened the door and peaked his head out, “Yeah?”
“Did you, uh, want some company?” John felt himself blushing.
“I would, yeah.” Randy smiled, a genuine smile, which caused John to smile, as well. John stepped out of his boxers and stood in front of a wide eyed Randy. “I think my hangover just got better.”
“So, I take it you like what you see?” John asked as he strode into the bathroom. “Will that shower be big enough for both of us?”
Randy turned to face him and winked, “We’ll have to squeeze.” Randy stripped off the little clothing he was wearing and started the water, or rather, he tried to start the water. “Shit. No, that’s not…” Randy was getting frustrated with the shower not cooperating with him. “Goddamn! Why can’t all these showers work the same?”
“Way to be suave, Randy. Did you try pulling that little thing on the spout thing up?” John offered as advice.
“Yeah, but it just falls back down.”
“Try holding it up when you turn on the water. That might make a difference.”
He tried it, and this time it worked and the shower started going. “Fucking things, why do they have to make them so complicated? Hey, so, how do you like your water? I like colder showers, but I don’t know about you.”
“Whatever is fine by me. As long as there’s no shrinkage, I’m set.”
Randy tested the water and it seemed fine to him, so he pulled back the curtain and stepped in. He shivered a bit as the cool water splashed over him, but his body quickly adjusted. John followed suit, stepping in behind Randy and pulling him close. “Cozy.”
“Yeah,” Randy agreed.
“Were you gonna clean up, or were you just planning on standing here?”
“Standing here wouldn’t be so bad.”
John ran his hands over Randy’s abs and over his chest. He then stepped around to Randy’s front and took hold of Randy’s dick. This sent a wave of pleasure up Randy’s body. “I take it you like that.” Randy just nodded. John continued to stroke Randy’s cock, then used his other hand to play with his balls.
“Mmm, never felt so good before.”
Then John grabbed a bar of soap and began to lather up Randy’s chest and arms and armpits. He moved around to get Randy’s back, letting Randy rinse off his front. Once his back was done, John ran the soap over Randy’s ass, causing another moan to escape Randy’s lips. “Well, I think I’m done,” John said.
“I beg to differ,” Randy replied, turning himself so that his back was now under the spray. His eyes shone with anticipation as he saw John turn his own eyes down to his hard cock.
“Silly me, I seem to have forgotten something.” He ran the soap around Randy’s cock and balls, then used his hands to spread the lather around further. Randy’s head fell back under the shower head as John’s hands stroked and played with him.
“John, I’m gonna come.” John worked even faster, finally bringing Randy to completion. Randy took a few deep breaths before turning his eyes down to John, who just grinned up at him. Randy turned around and quickly rinsed before turning back to face John. “Damn, John, that was… wow… possibly the greatest orgasm of my life. Now, about you,” Randy added, taking a look at John’s own hard dick. “I think I know how to deal with that.” He then dropped to his knees and began to lick around John’s cock. John grabbed Randy’s hair as his own head fell back. The water splashed on his stomach and ran down his body. Randy was getting some of the shower flow into his mouth, but all he cared about was showing John the same kind of pleasure he had been given.
He took the head into his mouth and his tongue swirled around. John grip on his hair became even tighter. John let out a gasp as Randy suddenly took all of him in. Randy pulled back quickly as his gag reflex took over. He moved his head in, taking in a couple inches, and then pulled back, sucking. He continued to bob his head back and forth, going for several minutes before John said, “Oh, I’m close.”
Randy abruptly pulled back, “You’re clean, right?”
John, surprised at the lack of contact looked at Randy confused, “Huh?”
“No STDs or any of that shit, right?”
“Oh, no.”
“Good.” Randy took John’s cock back into his mouth and continued his previous actions. This time he let his hands play with John’s balls.
“Ohh, so close,” John moaned out just before he began to come in Randy’s mouth. Randy’s throat worked to get everything down.
Once Randy swallowed everything he could, he stood up and rinsed himself and let John rinse off before turning off the water. “I would say that’s one of, if not the best showers I’ve ever had,” Randy said, wrapping a towel around his waist and handing one over to John.
“Really? I guess that was in my top 10, maybe top 5,” John teased as he wrapped the towel around his waist.
“Don’t be an ass. That was fucking fantastic, and you know it.”
“That,” John said, grabbing Randy’s towel and pulling him close, “was fucking fantastic.” He punctuated it with a kiss, letting his tongue tangle with Randy’s as they both enjoyed the moment. “Now, how about some breakfast? Then we can go shopping.”
“Sounds like a plan, babe.” Randy covered his mouth with both hands after the ‘babe’ slipped out.
“Babe? You just called me babe?”
“Sorry, it just… It just slipped.”
“Don’t apologize. I like it,” John said with a smile.
“Well, if you like it…”
“I do. Now, let’s go eat.”
After breakfast, the two men drove around looking for a Goodwill store. They finally found one and, once John parked, they looked at each other before stepping out of the car. “You ready, Johnny?”
“I guess. This better be worth the 20 bucks.”
“I’m pretty sure it will be,” Randy laughed.
The two walked into the store; they could feel the stares of people around them as they browsed the dress rack. An employee came up to them and asked, “Is there anything I can help you two gentlemen with today?”
“No, thank you,” Randy said, “we’re just looking around.”
“Alright. If there’s anything you need, just come get me.”
“You got it.”
“I bet people think we’re nuts,” Randy said to John.
“Well, we are nuts, so they’re not too far off,” John informed him. He held up a deep blue dress, “What about this one?”
“Will it be big enough to fit your broad shoulders and defined chest and abs?” Randy whispered in response.
“I don’t know, it says size 18. What the hell is 18? 18 what?”
“I don’t know. I don’t generally go shopping in the women’s department. Let’s just get it, if it doesn’t fit, so what? You’ll still get your 20 bucks. And I’ll still get to see you in a dress.”
“Ok, we’ll get it.”
Randy grabbed the dress and headed off to the register. The cashier looked from him to the dress then over to John and quirked an eyebrow, but didn’t say a word. Randy filled in the silence, “It’s for one of the guys, practical joke, ya know?”
“Yup,” the cashier said, ringing it in and telling him the total. Randy paid and the two were off.
“We’re saving this for tonight. Were you going to the next city today, or were you planning on doing that tomorrow?”
“I was gonna go today. It’s only about 4 hours from here to Boston. Your next show is in Boston, too, right?”
“Yeah,” Randy answered. “So, are we leaving now?”
“Yup, that’s why I checked out of the hotel before we came out here.”
“I guess you did.” Randy said, remembering.
“Do you have a reservation somewhere?”
“Well, I’ve been rooming with Dave. I think we were staying at the Park Plaza hotel today.”
“Call him up and tell him you had a change of plans and that you’re staying at the Marriott.”
“Should I tell him I’m staying with you?” Randy asked.
“If you want.” John told him.
Randy took out his cell phone and dialed Dave’s number. After two rings, he picked up, “Hello.”
“Hey, it’s Randy.”
Randy scooted back against John’s body, “Morning. I thought I was dreaming there for a couple minutes.”
“Mmm, nope, no dream. This is real. Damn, this is real. Wait, did I really agree to wear a dress for 20 bucks?”
“Yeah, you did.”
“Does that mean you want to see me in a dress, or were you just being a dick?”
Randy blushed and was glad John couldn’t see him, “Well, uhh, I might possibly want to see it…”
“You got some weird fetishes, dude,” John laughed.
“Yeah, I know. So, when are we going shopping?”
“Did you want to go soon, or later today?”
“Hmm,” Randy thought, pulling himself out of John’s grip and sitting up in the bed, “Maybe we should go soon, that way we won’t have a ton of people staring.”
“Ok, then, did you want to leave now? Are they even open now?” John asked, looking at the clock and noticing it was only 8:30.
“I have no idea. But, I was kinda hoping I could take a shower first. And, Christ, maybe some Tylenol,” Randy said, holding his head.
“Yeah, sure…” John watched as Randy headed towards the bathroom and shut the door. “Hey, Randy?”
Randy opened the door and peaked his head out, “Yeah?”
“Did you, uh, want some company?” John felt himself blushing.
“I would, yeah.” Randy smiled, a genuine smile, which caused John to smile, as well. John stepped out of his boxers and stood in front of a wide eyed Randy. “I think my hangover just got better.”
“So, I take it you like what you see?” John asked as he strode into the bathroom. “Will that shower be big enough for both of us?”
Randy turned to face him and winked, “We’ll have to squeeze.” Randy stripped off the little clothing he was wearing and started the water, or rather, he tried to start the water. “Shit. No, that’s not…” Randy was getting frustrated with the shower not cooperating with him. “Goddamn! Why can’t all these showers work the same?”
“Way to be suave, Randy. Did you try pulling that little thing on the spout thing up?” John offered as advice.
“Yeah, but it just falls back down.”
“Try holding it up when you turn on the water. That might make a difference.”
He tried it, and this time it worked and the shower started going. “Fucking things, why do they have to make them so complicated? Hey, so, how do you like your water? I like colder showers, but I don’t know about you.”
“Whatever is fine by me. As long as there’s no shrinkage, I’m set.”
Randy tested the water and it seemed fine to him, so he pulled back the curtain and stepped in. He shivered a bit as the cool water splashed over him, but his body quickly adjusted. John followed suit, stepping in behind Randy and pulling him close. “Cozy.”
“Yeah,” Randy agreed.
“Were you gonna clean up, or were you just planning on standing here?”
“Standing here wouldn’t be so bad.”
John ran his hands over Randy’s abs and over his chest. He then stepped around to Randy’s front and took hold of Randy’s dick. This sent a wave of pleasure up Randy’s body. “I take it you like that.” Randy just nodded. John continued to stroke Randy’s cock, then used his other hand to play with his balls.
“Mmm, never felt so good before.”
Then John grabbed a bar of soap and began to lather up Randy’s chest and arms and armpits. He moved around to get Randy’s back, letting Randy rinse off his front. Once his back was done, John ran the soap over Randy’s ass, causing another moan to escape Randy’s lips. “Well, I think I’m done,” John said.
“I beg to differ,” Randy replied, turning himself so that his back was now under the spray. His eyes shone with anticipation as he saw John turn his own eyes down to his hard cock.
“Silly me, I seem to have forgotten something.” He ran the soap around Randy’s cock and balls, then used his hands to spread the lather around further. Randy’s head fell back under the shower head as John’s hands stroked and played with him.
“John, I’m gonna come.” John worked even faster, finally bringing Randy to completion. Randy took a few deep breaths before turning his eyes down to John, who just grinned up at him. Randy turned around and quickly rinsed before turning back to face John. “Damn, John, that was… wow… possibly the greatest orgasm of my life. Now, about you,” Randy added, taking a look at John’s own hard dick. “I think I know how to deal with that.” He then dropped to his knees and began to lick around John’s cock. John grabbed Randy’s hair as his own head fell back. The water splashed on his stomach and ran down his body. Randy was getting some of the shower flow into his mouth, but all he cared about was showing John the same kind of pleasure he had been given.
He took the head into his mouth and his tongue swirled around. John grip on his hair became even tighter. John let out a gasp as Randy suddenly took all of him in. Randy pulled back quickly as his gag reflex took over. He moved his head in, taking in a couple inches, and then pulled back, sucking. He continued to bob his head back and forth, going for several minutes before John said, “Oh, I’m close.”
Randy abruptly pulled back, “You’re clean, right?”
John, surprised at the lack of contact looked at Randy confused, “Huh?”
“No STDs or any of that shit, right?”
“Oh, no.”
“Good.” Randy took John’s cock back into his mouth and continued his previous actions. This time he let his hands play with John’s balls.
“Ohh, so close,” John moaned out just before he began to come in Randy’s mouth. Randy’s throat worked to get everything down.
Once Randy swallowed everything he could, he stood up and rinsed himself and let John rinse off before turning off the water. “I would say that’s one of, if not the best showers I’ve ever had,” Randy said, wrapping a towel around his waist and handing one over to John.
“Really? I guess that was in my top 10, maybe top 5,” John teased as he wrapped the towel around his waist.
“Don’t be an ass. That was fucking fantastic, and you know it.”
“That,” John said, grabbing Randy’s towel and pulling him close, “was fucking fantastic.” He punctuated it with a kiss, letting his tongue tangle with Randy’s as they both enjoyed the moment. “Now, how about some breakfast? Then we can go shopping.”
“Sounds like a plan, babe.” Randy covered his mouth with both hands after the ‘babe’ slipped out.
“Babe? You just called me babe?”
“Sorry, it just… It just slipped.”
“Don’t apologize. I like it,” John said with a smile.
“Well, if you like it…”
“I do. Now, let’s go eat.”
After breakfast, the two men drove around looking for a Goodwill store. They finally found one and, once John parked, they looked at each other before stepping out of the car. “You ready, Johnny?”
“I guess. This better be worth the 20 bucks.”
“I’m pretty sure it will be,” Randy laughed.
The two walked into the store; they could feel the stares of people around them as they browsed the dress rack. An employee came up to them and asked, “Is there anything I can help you two gentlemen with today?”
“No, thank you,” Randy said, “we’re just looking around.”
“Alright. If there’s anything you need, just come get me.”
“You got it.”
“I bet people think we’re nuts,” Randy said to John.
“Well, we are nuts, so they’re not too far off,” John informed him. He held up a deep blue dress, “What about this one?”
“Will it be big enough to fit your broad shoulders and defined chest and abs?” Randy whispered in response.
“I don’t know, it says size 18. What the hell is 18? 18 what?”
“I don’t know. I don’t generally go shopping in the women’s department. Let’s just get it, if it doesn’t fit, so what? You’ll still get your 20 bucks. And I’ll still get to see you in a dress.”
“Ok, we’ll get it.”
Randy grabbed the dress and headed off to the register. The cashier looked from him to the dress then over to John and quirked an eyebrow, but didn’t say a word. Randy filled in the silence, “It’s for one of the guys, practical joke, ya know?”
“Yup,” the cashier said, ringing it in and telling him the total. Randy paid and the two were off.
“We’re saving this for tonight. Were you going to the next city today, or were you planning on doing that tomorrow?”
“I was gonna go today. It’s only about 4 hours from here to Boston. Your next show is in Boston, too, right?”
“Yeah,” Randy answered. “So, are we leaving now?”
“Yup, that’s why I checked out of the hotel before we came out here.”
“I guess you did.” Randy said, remembering.
“Do you have a reservation somewhere?”
“Well, I’ve been rooming with Dave. I think we were staying at the Park Plaza hotel today.”
“Call him up and tell him you had a change of plans and that you’re staying at the Marriott.”
“Should I tell him I’m staying with you?” Randy asked.
“If you want.” John told him.
Randy took out his cell phone and dialed Dave’s number. After two rings, he picked up, “Hello.”
“Hey, it’s Randy.”