Well, I did it... Randy/Cody fic!

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Things had always been so natural to them. As kids they hung around together in the back as their dads went out to the ring and wrestled. Sure, there were five years separating them, but Randy always let Cody tag along. They would walk around the back of the arenas together, Randy always promising his dad and Cody’s dad that he’d watch out for Cody. Sometimes Ted would come with them, but they never hung around with David Flair because he was a brat.

As they grew older, they still kept in touch, but they weren’t seeing each other as often. Cody still kept tabs on his friend, though, watching his every match on TV. He was training, too, had signed a deal with the WWE and was moving up in the ranks in OVW. It wouldn’t be long before he was there, in the WWE, playing with the big dogs.

And then they finally saw each other again at the 2007 Hall of Fame ceremony. Cody was standing in the back next to his father and brother, thinking there was no way the night could possibly get any better. That was until he felt a tap on his shoulder. When he turned around, he came face to face with an ever grinning Randy Orton. “Hey, Codeman,” Randy said, using the nickname from when they were younger.

A grin broke out over Cody’s face as he wrapped his arms around his long time friend. “Randy! Haven’t seen you in ages, man, how’s it going?”

Randy returned the hug, holding Cody’s body close to his. “It’s goin’. How’ve you been?”

“Great,” he answered, standing back from Randy slightly. “What do you say we go for a walk? For old times sake?”

Randy nodded his head in agreement, “Sounds good.”

“Hey, Dad,” Cody said to Dusty, who turned his attention to his son.

“Yeah?”

“Mind if I take off with Randy?”

Dusty looked up at Randy and smiled, “Of course, go on. Have fun you two.”

“Thanks, Dad.”

The two young men started walking through the crowds of people, trying to find a quiet area where they could talk to each other in relative peace. Once they reached the end of the hall, they slipped out the door into the cool Detroit night. “You looked so happy up there.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. Even though you looked like a dork in that penguin suit.”

Cody bumped into Randy, causing the other man to briefly lose his footing. “Don’t be an ass.”

“But it’s what I do,” Randy said.

“Maybe so, but you don’t always have to be an ass.”

Randy wrapped his arm around Cody’s shoulders, pulling him in close before giving him a noogie. “Can’t help it; it’s in my nature.” He let Cody go before adding, “In all seriousness, though, I can’t remember the last time I saw you looking the way you did up there tonight. You were so happy, so proud. Both you and Dustin.”

“Kinda the way you looked when you inducted your dad?”

“You watched that?” Randy asked with a raise of his eyebrow.

Cody shrugged, “Yeah. It was something to do to pass the time,” he added with a smirk.

Randy smirked back, “Yeah, because I’m sure you had nothing better to do on a Saturday night.”

“Yeah, I coulda spent the entire time playing Zelda, but I decided what the hell, I might as well watch the Hall of Fame induction.”

“Shit, Cody, you really are a dork. Hey, man, you wanna go out this weekend? Sorry, dude, I can’t, I’m too busy playing Zelda. Next thing I know you’re gonna tell me you have the hots for her.” When Cody stopped walking and stared wide-eyed at Randy without making a reply, Randy said, “Oh, you gotta be shitting me. You have the hots for Zelda? Dude, she’s a video game character.”

“Well, there, now you know. My deepest darkest secret is that I find Zelda hot, and it’s not despite the pointy ears, it’s because of the pointy ears.”

Randy grabbed Cody’s arm and started pulling him along as they continued to walk through the parking lot, “You haven’t changed a bit.”

Cody laughed and the two of them fell into a companionable silence as they walked to the end of the lot. They turned back around and faced the building they had just come from. “Smoke?” Cody asked, reaching into his jacket to pull out a pack.

“You smoke?”

Cody shrugged again and answered, “Just another bad habit I picked up along the way. Tried to quit then decided quitting is for quitters. Want one?”

“Sure.” They lit up and continued to stand around in relative silence for several minutes. “So, how much longer before you’re in the WWE?”

“Couple more months I hope. But who knows? I could be a flop.”

“You? I doubt that very much.”

Cody couldn’t help but smile, “You say that now, but you’ve never even seen me.”

“That’s true, but c’mon, you were killer on your wrestling team at school, your dad is Dusty Rhodes and I’m your friend. Dude, you’ve got your in. Plus the girls will love your lisp.”

“Fuck off.”

“What? I was just pointing out a fact. Girls love my deep, slow voice, they love John’s upbeat Boston accent, and they’ll fall for you lisp like you won’t believe.”

“Oh, yeah, just like all those girls did in high school,” Cody said, obviously being sarcastic.

“What, you mean you weren’t scoring chicks left and right?” Randy asked, somewhat surprised. Cody was a good lookin’ kid; there was no way anyone could deny that.

“No, not at all. I had one girlfriend, if you could even call her that…”

“Friends with benefits, then?” Randy asked, nudging Cody with his elbow.

Cody pulled out a second cigarette for himself and lit it up, taking a puff before answering, “No benefits, either. It was more like ‘you wanna go to this dance with me?’, ‘oh, I’d love to.’ We’d go out on a couple dates, go to dances, and when she graduated, I guess I just turned all my focus to wrestling. It’s no big deal, really.”

“No big deal? Are you telling me it’s no big deal that you never got any until after high school?”

“Never got any would be a better way to put it,” he replied, taking another puff of his cigarette.

“No fucking way. I don’t believe it. A good lookin’ guy like you? I guess it’s because you spend too much time fantasizing over Zelda. No real woman could ever compare to her beauty.”

“Maybe…” He looked to Randy, letting his cigarette burn by his side. He didn’t know how much he should say, he and Randy had only just reconnected, would it be too forward of him to tell Randy that no woman could ever compare with a man? He and Randy had been friends for so long, but saying something like that could be the end of it, and he didn’t want to lose that, especially since they just got back into their old swing of things. And so he kept silent.

“It’s ok, ya know.”

“Hmm?”

“I know.”

Cody shifted uncomfortably and moved apart from Randy. He hadn’t even noticed their arms had been touching. “Know what?”

Randy cocked his head slightly before answering quite bluntly, “You’re gay.”

Cody started to stutter, trying to formulate a sentence. That was not what he was expecting Randy to say. Well, ok, he was expecting it as soon as Randy said he knew, but he never thought Randy would know. When no words came to him, he continued to stand there, mouth wide open.

Randy reached a hand out, closing his mouth for him. “How did I know? Trust me; you start to notice things about people. And you pick things up pretty damn quickly, too. I’ve known you for how long? C’mon, man, did you really think you could hide this from me? Even after all that shit I was giving you about a girlfriend, you still didn’t tell me? What the hell’s with that, man?”

Cody’s eyes were huge, the shock still evident in them. “I… I didn’t think you’d… And I didn’t want it to fuck us up. We just met up again after all that time. I didn’t think you’d take the news that well.”

“Trust me, that’s the last thing I care about. You’re still… Cody.”

For the first time in several minutes, Cody smiled. “Shit, that’s… Makes it a lot easier on me.”

“Don’t worry about it, man. We’re still cool. Unless you’re pissed that I was able to read you that quick and never want to speak to me again because I just outed you.”

“Nah, it’s cool. We’re cool.”

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Things had always been so natural to them. Working together came so easily, even though they were supposed to hate each other. They would go from staring each other down to laughing as soon as the cameras were shut off.

And then Cody was supposed to try and impress Randy, to prove that they were on the same level. And he really tried. He knew he was still in with Randy, yeah, but he wanted so badly to show Randy that he had a reason to believe in him. He worked his ass off.

Cody thought things were all well and good between them, he didn’t acknowledge to himself that he had any attraction towards Randy, but all that changed when he watched them on TV. He saw the way he looked at Randy; he saw the way that Randy was looking at him. And it hit him: he was attracted to Randy Orton.

Things had always been so natural to them. And when Cody kissed Randy that night Randy punted Ted in the head there were no objections. In fact, what started as a tentative touch to Randy’s lips immediately turned to something so full of passion. Randy pushed Cody against the lockers, his tongue gliding along Cody’s lips, begging him for entrance into his mouth. And Cody gave him entrance. He welcomed the intrusion; he let Randy’s tongue roam over his mouth, slide over his own tongue, skate over his teeth.

Randy’s hands were pressed flat against the locker as he bent down to deepen this kiss between himself and Cody. Cody’s hands were cupping Randy’s face, pulling him down further as their kiss continued.

When Randy broke apart, he rested his forehead against Cody’s, staring into his eyes. “I’ve been waiting for you to do that.”

It had been a while since Randy had said anything that made him stop dead in his tracks, in fact, the last time was when Randy said he knew he was gay. This was one of those moments. Cody’s jaw practically hit the floor. “You… What?”

“I’ve been waiting for you to do that. God, I’ve wanted you so bad.” He leaned back down, capturing Cody’s mouth once more.

“How come you never said anything before?” Cody asked, his voice low. Not that he really cared about the answer, he just wanted Randy, and he wanted him now.

“I didn’t want it to seem like I was forcing myself on you,” he answered, letting his hands move from the locker to Cody’s hips. His fingers played around the band of Cody’s trunks as he whispered, “Do you wanna get out of here?”

Cody nodded. He slipped out of Randy’s grip, heading towards his locker where he grabbed his bag, removed his boots and threw his clothes on over his trunks. Randy did the same and soon they were leaving the arena. They ran into Ted before they left, who grinned when he saw the two of them leaving together. “Finally?”

“What do you mean?”

“You two. You’ve only been all over each other for the past couple weeks.” For the second time that night, Cody was speechless. “Don’t look so surprised. Anyway, I’ll see you two in a couple months.”

“Later, Teddy,” Cody said.

“See ya, Ted,” Randy responded.

“Bye.”

The car ride was short, but for the two of them, it felt like the longest eight minutes in the world. Just sitting next to Randy was enough to keep Cody rock hard through the entire drive. Cody wanted to reach out and touch the older man, but he held back. He wanted to bend forward, pull down Randy’s pants and suck him off, but he held back. He wanted to tell Randy to find somewhere to park so they could climb into the back and fuck, but he held back.

But when they were behind the closed doors of the hotel room, he held nothing back. Cody’s mouth went straight for Randy’s as he pulled the two of them towards the bed. Before they made it there, Randy stopped them, breaking the kiss apart before things got too far. “Cody, are you sure you want this? I know I do, but I need you to make sure this isn’t some lapse of judgment.”

“Randy, I swear to God, I’ve never wanted anything this much in my life. Please.”

Randy nodded, unzipping one of his bags to dig through it for the lube. When he found it, he walked over to the bedside table and set it down. He turned back to Cody and told him, “When we were kids and we would walk around in the arenas, I used to promise our dads that I would always watch out for you, look after you. I feel like I still owe that to them. I don’t want you hurt because of this.”

“I’m all grown up now, Randy. I can make my own decisions, and I’m making this one. It was gonna happen eventually between us, if not tonight then maybe next week or the week after, but what happened in the locker room proved to me that it would have happened at some point. Let’s just ride this for all it’s worth.”

That was enough for Randy. He grabbed Cody’s shoulders, pushing him backwards onto the bed. Cody scrambled to the head of the bed where he propped himself up on his elbows as he watched Randy remove his clothing. He lifted the hem of his shirt up slowly, revealing more and more skin as his arms raised the shirt higher. “Enjoying the show?” Randy asked once he had his shirt over his head and he started on his belt buckle.

Cody bit his lip then rolled onto his hands and knees to crawl over towards Randy. He placed his hand over Randy’s, indicating that he wanted to do it. He undid the belt clasp and pulled it out of the loops, tossing the belt onto the shirt. Next he worked on Randy’s jeans, popping the button out and unzipping the zipper and pushing the jeans over his hips so they fell to the floor. Cody swallowed hard when he let his hand rest on Randy’s trunks. He wanted Randy, Randy wanted him, so why was he so nervous? Because this could either bring them closer than they had ever been or it could end it all. He made his decision; they were going to do this. His fingers hooked into Randy’s trunks and he pushed them down where they landed in the pool of fabric at Randy’s feet. Goddamn, Randy was gorgeous. His eyes washed over him, taking in this perfect specimen of a man that stood in front of him.

“Your turn,” Randy said, grabbing the hem of Cody’s shirt and lifting it up over his head. “Lay down,” he told Cody, who obliged instantly. Randy kneeled over him, placing kisses on his chest as he unbuckled, unbuttoned and unzipped Cody’s jeans. He got up to slide Cody’s jeans off of him. The young man lifted his hips off the bed and in one motion, Randy had Cody’s jeans and trunks off and on the pile on the floor. Now it was Randy’s turn to look over Cody. He was so lean, he had a nice tone to his skin, he was beautiful.

“This is your last chance to say no.”

Cody wrapped his arms around Randy and pulled him into a kiss, letting his tongue out to dance with Randy’s. When he let him go he said, “I’m not saying no. Randy, please, I want this.”

Randy nodded, reaching for the lube he took out earlier. He stared into Cody’s eyes and he saw that Cody was nervous, but he was determined. He squeezed some of the lube into his hand, which he used to coat his dick. Another dollop was spread over his fingers. “If I hurt you, tell me.”

“Ok,” Cody said with a nod.

“Ok,” Randy also said. “Put one of your legs on my shoulder.” Once again, Cody did as he was told.

Cody felt one of Randy’s fingers along his ass, teasing around his hole. Finally it breeched the tight ring. Randy didn’t go in too far; he wanted Cody to get accustomed to the sensation. “How’s that?”

Determined to prove to Randy that this was what he wanted, he answered, “Keep going.”

So Randy pushed his finger in deeper, slowly working it in. He felt Cody tensing the further he went. “You have to relax. This won’t work if you don’t let your body accept it. Take a deep breath and calm down.”

Cody tried to get himself to relax, not realizing how tense he had gotten to be. “Ok,” he found himself saying again.

When Randy went to push his finger in a bit further, he could notice the difference. Finally he was in as far as he could go, so he pulled the finger back before sliding it back. He did this many times, allowing Cody to get used to the motion. “I’m gonna add a second finger now.” He removed his finger completely before he went back in with a second. His pace was slow, his pace was for Cody. “This good?”

“It’s uncomfortable,” Cody answered honestly.

“Just relax. It’ll hurt at first,” he told him, pushing his two fingers in deep. “It’ll hurt, but then it’ll feel so good. Trust me.”

“I do.”

Those words, hearing Cody tell him that he trusted him, made his cock twitch. His eyes shut and his fingers kept moving. He took a breath before opening his eyes to look directly into Cody’s. Cody was trusting him, was giving himself over to Randy. He spread his fingers, stretching Cody out, trying to make this experience the best it could be for him. “I can add a third if you’d like.”

Cody reached up a hand and ran it down Randy’s face, leaving it resting on his cheek. “I want you.”

Randy nodded, his gaze dropping to his dick. He lined himself up with Cody’s entrance and then, just as he pushed the head of his cock inside of the younger man, he brought his eyes up, locking them with Cody. “Let me know if I hurt you.”

Cody was unable to break his eye contact with Randy. The blue eyes bore directly into him, and he couldn’t help but get lost in them. Emotionless, uncaring, steely, those were how some described Randy’s eyes, but Cody could see deep into them. Randy was looking out for him, was taking care of him. He let out a hiss of pain as Randy worked deeper inside of him.

As soon as he heard Cody’s pain, Randy instantly stopped, allowing him to better acclimate to the intrusion. “Remember to relax,” Randy told him once more.

After several deep breaths, Cody said, “Ok, keep going.”

Slowly inching forward, Randy managed to get himself fully sheathed inside Cody. “How’s that?”

“It hurts.”

“It’ll get so much better,” Randy told him, bending down to place a light kiss on his lips. He straightened back up, then grabbed Cody’s other leg and placed that on his shoulder before moving once again. Randy rested his hands on Cody’s thighs, drawing his hips back, still moving slowly. He kept his strokes shallow, never pulling out too far.

Cody’s arms reached up, wrapping around Randy and dragging him down for another kiss. Randy kept his strokes going, and with the change of angle, caused a cry from Cody. “Oh, God!” he managed to shout out between the kisses.

Randy smirked, “Like I said, it gets so much better.”

“Holy shit, what was that? Can you do it again?”

“That would be your prostate, and I can do that again.” With that, Randy drew his hips back and snapped them back forward to connect with Cody’s prostate once more.

Cody’s hands were now clawing at Randy’s back and shoulders, surely going to leave marks. He gripped at Randy’s arms and his eyes finally shut. He didn’t know if he’d be able to hold out much longer. All these feelings were so new, so overwhelming.

Randy sat back up, his hands returning to their position on Cody’s legs. He tilted his head to the side and licked Cody’s leg. That got Cody’s eyes to snap open. Randy did it again, licking the calf as he now drove himself into the young man. He bit at the leg, he kissed it, he licked a trail along it.

“Randy, I can’t…” Cody trailed off. Randy bent forward, covering Cody’s mouth with his once more. Their tongues slid together, their teeth clashed, and Cody’s orgasm came crashing through his body. He clung onto Randy as they continued to kiss and he spilled onto himself and Randy.

He could feel Cody’s ass clenching around his dick, could feel Cody’s body shudder as he came, and that was enough to send Randy over the edge. He came with a cry that got lost in Cody’s mouth, just as Cody’s own cry had done in his. He kept thrusting until he was completely spent.

“How was that?” Randy asked, his face right over Cody’s.

A contented smile broke out over Cody’s face, “It was nice… Thank you.”

Smiling a genuine smile, Randy stroked a hand over Cody’s face, now with a sheen of sweat on it. “You’re welcome.” He finally removed his dick from Cody, continuing to watch the young man watch him. “What?” he asked when a questioning look crossed Cody’s face.

“Do you want…? Can I stay?”

“I’d be more than happy if you did.” While Cody looked relieved, he still looked as though he wanted to say something more. “What?”

“Well… I mean… Do you… Is it ok for… Nah, forget about it,” Cody said, pulling a sheet up over his naked form.

“What is it, Cody?” Randy asked, joining him under the sheets.

“Don’t worry about it. It was a stupid question to begin with.”

“Cody, what the fuck is it?” he asked once more, scooting closer to him. He wrapped his arm around Cody, who let his head fall onto his shoulder.

“I was just gonna ask if cuddling was ok…”

Randy laughed and answered, “Yeah, but if you tell anyone that I cuddle, there will be severe repercussions.”

Cody placed a kiss on Randy’s cheek before resting his head back on Randy’s shoulder, “Ok, I’ll remember that. My lips are sealed.”