SMUUUUUUUUUT!!!!!!

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Post-Rumble sex. I think I've said enough.




The three members of The Legacy headed backstage after the Rumble, of which Randy emerged the winner. He was greeted by a grinning John, obviously happy for him. “You looked great out there.”

“You say that like he was the only one there,” Cody teased.

“Well, let’s be honest here, Cody, this is the first time a married couple has won two years in a row. And, well, you didn’t win, so,” he said, adding a shrug, “you didn’t look as great.”

“Asshole.”

“I think you always look great,” Ted told him.

“You’re such a sap,” Cody said with a smile.

“Well, when you hang around those two as much as we do, you can’t help it. Certain things rub off on you.”

Randy smirked at the double entendre, making a suggestion, staring at Cody the entire time, “Yeah, it’s really nice when certain things get… rubbed off. So, how about we go back to the locker room, grab our shit and get back to the hotel room so things can continue to… rub off on you?”

Cody swallowed hard and shook his head up and down. He knew, he knew that tonight would be his time with Randy. He could feel it, he could see it, he could sense it. And he didn’t know how to react. He did know that the thought of being with someone else scared the shit out of him.

They remained relatively calm as they dressed, though all of them were still on an adrenaline high from the events that transpired over the course of the night. John remained World Heavyweight Champion, Randy won the Rumble and Ted and Cody had been part of the final four. And the night was only about to get better.

During the entire drive back to the hotel, Cody and Ted were inseparable in the backseat and Randy couldn’t keep his hands off of John. That was the reason he passed on driving, he wanted to be able to touch John. He pressed his palm into John’s crotch, moving it back and forth, putting a pleasing pressure into his actions.

John’s hand covered Randy’s, grabbing it and moving it off. “What’s that for?” Randy asked, leaning in, whispering into his ear.

“Trying to concentrate here.”

“So, what, you’re not up for a little excitement?” Randy’s hand slid back to its original spot on John’s crotch, but John pushed it away again.

“If we didn’t have other people in here, it’d be another story, but I don’t think they’d like it if I ran off the road.”

Randy glanced into the back seat before saying, “I don’t think they’d even notice.” He took the ear lobe between his teeth, pulling on it lightly. Instead of trying for John’s crotch again, he decided to let his hand roam over John’s leg. “You’re lucky this is a short car ride, because I’d love to blow you right here.”

“You’ll just have to keep that thought for later.”

“Mmm, fine.” While Randy didn’t get to give John a blow job, he did continue to rub his hands all over John. He started to nip at John’s ear, then let his mouth move down, kissing his jaw. That went on until John finally pulled into the parking lot of their hotel. They had made an arrangement as to their hotel situation, and decided that so they weren’t always together, the four of them would room together only on Monday nights and after their pay-per-view events.

John glanced into the rear view mirror once he parked only to see Cody with his hands up Ted’s shirt and his tongue down his throat. John coughed and said, “Hey, we’re here. At the hotel. GUYS!”

Cody broke apart from Ted, blushing as John and Randy both laughed at them. “Sorry.”

“No need to be sorry. Hell, if we were back there, we probably would have already been naked,” John informed them while Randy nodded along.

The four climbed out of their seats and grabbed their bags from the trunk. They walked into the hotel, keeping as calm as they could, which was hard considering they were all horny and had adrenaline coursing through their bodies still. John had requested a room on the first floor, saying they weren’t interested in any sort of penthouse suite, when in reality he did it so they could waste as little time as possible getting to their room.

John pulled out the key to their room, opening the door quickly. They piled into the room, all looking at each other. “I got something the other day,” John told them, “that I thought would be fun.”

“What?” Randy asked, curious.

John fished through one of his bags until he found what he was looking for. “This,” he said, holding up a jar of Nutella.

“What’s that?” Cody and Ted asked at the same time.

Both John and Randy looked at them in total shock. “Dudes, this? This is a fucking orgasm in a jar,” John informed them.

“He’s right. This shit is orgasmic.”

“Randy, since this was your night,” John started saying, “take your clothes off and lay down.”

Randy quirked his eyebrow, but he removed his clothing anyway. “If it was my night, how come you’re the one telling me what to do?”

“Trust me.”

And if there was one person Randy trusted, it was John. So, he lay back onto the pillows, arms crossed behind his head. He watched as John stripped off his own shirt and pants and then opened the jar and scooped out a handful only to smear it onto his chest and belly. A smirk flashed over Randy’s face; he knew what they were going to do.

“Boys, I suggest you follow suit before going any further.”

They shrugged and stripped down to their trunks. And then they watched as John moved to the opposite side of the bed and leaned forward, licking up the Nutella he spread onto Randy’s chest. Cody was the next to join in, remaining on the opposite side of the bed from John. His tongue flicked out, hesitant at first, as he had never tasted this so-called orgasm in a jar. But as soon as the flavour hit his tongue, he had to have more.

Ted came up next to Cody asking, “How is it?”

“Fucking amazing.” He bent down, taking another lick. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Ted take his first taste.

“I approve,” Ted stated before going in again.

Cody licked up from Randy’s belly to his chest where he took a nipple into his mouth. Not only did he get the taste of the Nutella, but the taste of Randy. He had a salty taste to him as he hadn’t showered after the Rumble. And it was so good.

“Don’t I get some,” Randy asked, watching the three men pamper him.

John looked at Randy and then over at Cody. He could tell they wanted each other, that was obvious. John kneeled up, brining his own fingers to his mouth, licking off the remaining Nutella. “Sorry, I’m out.”

Cody eyed John, amazed that he was letting him do this. When Cody made eye contact with Randy, he saw that glint of lust which made his cock twitch. He ran a finger over Randy’s abs, slowly picking up some of the Nutella that was left. He brought the finger to Randy’s mouth, who gladly sucked it in, swirling his tongue around. Cody pulled his finger back before sliding it back into the awaiting mouth.

Even though all the chocolate was gone from Cody’s finger, Randy kept going and Cody kept finger fucking his mouth. They never broke their eye contact. He wanted Cody and he knew that Cody wanted him. And they would be with each other that night; Randy would make sure of that.

Cody withdrew the finger which brought about a pout from Randy. He trailed his fingers once again over his abs, feeling the ridges as he moved up. “Want more?” Cody asked, his voice low.

“Yes,” Randy answered, opening his mouth for Cody’s chocolate coated fingers.

While Cody worked on his mouth, John worked his chest. John leaned forward, licking his tongue over Randy’s broad chest. He swallowed the chocolate in his mouth before continuing with his path.

Ted remained at his stomach, licking up the Nutella along his abs. His tongue seemed to naturally follow the defined lines of the abs.

Soon, all the Nutella that had been spread over Randy was gone. “Enjoy that?” John asked, but Randy couldn’t answer as he had Cody’s tongue in his mouth. Ted sat back onto his heels, watching the scene in front of him. He didn’t want to interrupt it, so he moved off the bed at continued to watch.

Cody felt the eyes on him and he pulled back, panting. Randy looked back and forth between Ted and John. “Did one of you say something?”

“Yeah, I asked if you enjoyed that.”

“Fucking hell yes, I did,” he answered.

“And now, since it’s your night, what do you want next?”

“Cody.”

Everyone in the room had seen that one coming, but it didn’t make that moment any less shocking for any of them. Cody, biting his bottom lip, looked to Ted, who nodded in approval. “Go for it.”

“Love you,” Cody told him before turning his attention back to Randy. Randy grabbed Cody’s shoulders, pulling him in for another steaming kiss. Their tongues collided, tangling with each other. Randy pushed against his shoulders, turning them over so Cody was now on his back.

Randy pulled back and stared at the young man underneath him. Cody’s mouth was open, his breaths shallow. His eyes were locked onto Randy. “Tell me you want this. Tell me you want this as much as I do,” he said, stroking his head with one hand.

Cody just nodded.

“No, I need you to say it.”

“I want this,” Cody said, his voice barely above a whisper. “God, I want this.”

“Good,” Randy replied before diving back to Cody’s mouth. Again, their tongues met, roaming each other’s mouths.

Randy broke the heated kiss to sit back. He shimmied down the bed a bit only to take Cody’s trunks in hand and pull them off of the small form. “That’s better.” He made his way back up to top of the bed. “Are you ready?”

“Yeah,” Cody answered.

Randy shot a look towards John, who tossed him a tube of lube. “And you’re sure you’re ok with this, Ted?”

“Yeah,” Ted said, still transfixed at the sight before him. When he and Cody had first gotten together, he never imagined that he’d live to see the day when Cody would be sleeping with someone else. And yet there it was, right in front of him. He was about to see Cody have sex with someone else, with Randy Orton. He thought he’d be jealous or angry because Cody was his and he was Cody’s. But no, all he could think of was how beautiful Cody looked underneath Randy’s perfectly toned and tattooed body.

“They look good together, don’t they?” John asked, his hand lightly rubbing his own dick.

“They do,” Ted answered.

Randy had two fingers inside of Cody, who had one of his legs perched on Randy’s shoulder. Slowly, Randy slid his fingers in and out, twisting them around and scissoring them out to widen Cody.

It was already a different sensation for Cody. Randy’s fingers were longer, slimmer. He remembered the first time Ted did this to him, how unsure he was of his actions. There was none of that from Randy. He knew exactly what to do and when to do it. Like when his fingers curled and pressed his prostate.

“Yeah, that feels good, doesn’t it, Cody?”

“Uh-huh,” Cody agreed. He couldn’t fight it any more, he let his eyes close and the sensations bombarded him even further. Randy’s other hand was feathering along his dick and playing with his balls, and he had it all timed perfectly.

“Is this as weird for you as it is for me?” Ted asked John, who was still stroking himself.

“A little. Because every time I’ve walked in on him having sex, for one, it wasn’t with one of his best friends, two, it was with a girl and three, I wasn’t with him at the time it was happening. But then, I’ve never been so turned on as I am now watching this.”

“Yeah…” Ted trailed off, going back and forth between watching Randy and Cody on the bed and John. Finally he couldn’t take it any more, and he reached his hand out to take hold of John’s cock.

John’s eyes fell to Ted and he smiled. His own hand reached out to Ted and then their eyes moved back to the other two.

“Ready?” Randy asked as he aligned his dick with Cody’s stretched hole.

“Yes.”

Slowly, oh so slowly, Randy pushed the head of his dick inside of Cody. “God, Cody, you’re so tight.”

“Oh, God,” Cody moaned out. He thought Randy’s fingers felt different, it was nothing compared to this. Randy’s dick pushed into him, inch by slow inch. It hit him at that moment that he was actually doing this; he was actually having sex with Randy while his boyfriend looked on. And he was enjoying it. The penetration hurt, but then it always did, for a little while, at least. His breath shuttered once Randy was all the way inside of him.

“How’s this feel?” Randy asked.

“So good,” Cody told him.

With all the patience and self control he could muster, Randy drew his hips back, keeping the pace agonizingly slow. When he was nearly all the way out of him, he slid back in. “Like this, Cody?”

“Yes, more,” was all Cody could bring himself to say. Randy moved faster and with more force than before. His dick brushed against Cody’s prostate, causing a moan of pure pleasure to escape Cody’s mouth. “Fuuuuuck.”

“You like that?” Randy asked, brushing Cody’s sweet spot over and over as he kept moving in.

“God, yes!” Cody’s head was thrown back into the pillows as Randy drove him down into the mattress.

Randy leaned forward, kissing the young man again. Cody wrapped his arms, which had previously been pressed against the bed as his hands clutched the sheets, around Randy, deepening the kiss. Randy’s hips continued to move as their tongues roamed over each other’s mouths.

Randy drew himself back, the need for air too strong to continue the kiss. His eyes were heavy with lust as they met with Cody’s, a similar look in his. He remained up on his knees, his hand taking hold of Cody’s dick once again. His other hand held onto Cody’s leg, making sure it stayed in place as his thrusts deepened again.

“Randy, I can’t…” Cody trailed off.

“Me too,” Randy said, picking up his pace once more and driving in harder than he had been previously. After several more thrusts, he drove in deep, tossing his head back as he spilled into Cody.

Randy’s hand paused its movements on Cody’s dick, but his fingers still lightly brushed against him, driving over the edge. Cody’s eyes closed once more as he began to shoot over Randy and himself.

When he was finished, he opened his eyes to see Randy staring down at him. He could still feel Randy’s cock inside of him, could feel Randy’s cum inside of him.

“Holy shit,” John said, watching the two stare at each other.

“Holy shit is right,” Ted agreed.

“That was…” Randy began to say, keeping his eyes locked on Cody’s.

“Intense,” Cody finished.

Randy pulled his limp cock out and removed Cody’s leg from his shoulder. “Yeah,” he agreed.

Cody sat up, breaking his eye contact with Randy to look at Ted. He didn’t know what to make of the expression on Ted’s face. “Teddy? Are you mad at me?”

Ted just grinned, “Mad at you? Cody, that was the fucking hottest thing I’ve seen in my life.”

“Really?” he asked, rolling off the bed.

“Really. How could I possibly be mad at you? I told you I was fine with it, didn’t I? You gotta start believing that. And you said yourself that you wanted that. We all knew that.”

“Was I that obvious?” Cody said, a smile evident on his face.

“You both were,” John answered, looking at Randy.

“What can I say? I know what I want, and when I want something, the whole would knows it.”

“This is true,” John said, joining Randy on the bed. “Ted was right, though, that was the most fucking sexy thing I’ve seen in my entire fucking life. And I’ve seen a lot.”

“Mmm, maybe tomorrow I could get to watch you and Ted fuck, I bet that’d be sexy. Don’t think I don’t know what you two were doing while I was doing Cody.”

Cody and Ted settled on the other bed, faces close to each other. “I could see you and John,” he said, “jerking each other off.”

“Mmm, yeah, we were,” Ted said, placing a light kiss on Cody’s lips.

“I agree with Randy.”

“You always agree with Randy.”

“No, he doesn’t. The little shit,” Randy said from the other bed.

“Oh, so you haven’t completely gone to the dark side?”

“Nope, not completely. I’m wiped, think we can go to bed?”

“I agree with Cody,” Randy said.

“I think we can manage that,” John said, pulling Randy in close to him.

Ted sighed, “I’ll get the light.”