Happy birthday Randal Keith Orton!
“What do you want for your birthday, Babe?” John asked Randy two weeks before his birthday as they lie together in their bed in their home.
“Hmm, what do I want?” Randy said out loud to himself, his head resting on John’s chest. “Well, for starters, I want you to promise me that you won’t wake me up at three in the fucking morning.”
“Oh, quit your bitchin’. Seriously, what do you want me to get you for your birthday?”
Randy shrugged and said, “Don’t care.”
“Don’t be like that. I know there’s something you want.”
“Now, baby, how could I ever want anything else other than you?” Randy muttered, placing a kiss on John’s chest.
“Asshole.”
Randy sat up, a feigned look of hurt on his face. “Me? Are you calling me an asshole? I was being nice, for once in my life, and you turn around and call me an asshole. I see how it is. No love.”
“Maybe if you were actually being serious about it, I wouldn’t have had to inform you about your being an asshole. But as it were, well… Now, tell me what you really want for your birthday.”
Randy flopped down onto a pile of fluffy pillows that lined the headboard and folded his arms behind his head. “Alright… I want you to fly Teddy and Cody over here the day before my birthday so they can spend the night in the guest bedroom. The next day, my birthday, you won’t be waking me up at three AM. Once we sleep in until about 10, you can make us all waffles-”
“What the fuck? You want waffles?”
Randy cocked his head to the side and said with a smirk, “Can’t a guy ask for his loving, caring, adoring husband to make him waffles on his birthday?”
“Well, when you put it like that… So, what’s next?”
“Oh, you gotta break out that real maple syrup… That shit’s good. Ok, so, once we’re done breakfast we can show them our hot tub.”
“Ok, now we’re getting to the real reason you want Ted and Cody here for your birthday.”
“Like you didn’t know from the start. Anyway, later that day, we’ll have to go somewhere nice for dinner. And don’t you dare tell anyone there that it’s my birthday. It someone gets everyone in the restaurant singing happy birthday, I won’t hesitate to hit you.”
“What if it’s one of your Legacy clones that tells a waiter that it’s your birthday?”
Randy gave a brief pause before answering, “I’d still hit you.”
John rolled over on top of Randy and smiled down at him. “You’d still hit me?”
Randy smirked, “Yeah. I’d hit it hard, too.” He raised his head up and placed a light kiss on John’s lips. “Over and over and over,” he told him, punctuating each word with a kiss. “But that’s another matter for another time. Because after dinner, we’d come back to our room, all four of us and we would spend the rest of the night-”
“Oh, let me guess! Watching America’s Next Top Model.”
“I’d fuck Tyra. She’s got an ass to rival yours,” Randy stated, reaching around and grabbing a handful of John’s ass.
“So, we’d spend the rest of the night fucking is what you’re saying.”
“Pretty much,” Randy agreed with a nod. “Assuming, of course, that you’re ok with that. If you would rather spend the day just the two of us…”
“No, it’s cool. It’s your birthday, after all.”
“Yeah… Oh, you know what? This will be my first birthday while married.”
John rolled his eyes. “Fuckin’ A, I thought you were done with all that.”
“Fuck no. And we haven’t even gotten to the actual day yet,” Randy added with a smirk. “You know you love it.”
“Yeah, right, no.”
“Ah, but you do love me, which in turn means you love everything I say, which means that you love it when I do that.”
“Not so much, actually. In fact, your sick and twisted logic really doesn’t make any sense. That’d be like me saying you love every time I say ‘You can’t see me!’ and I know how much that annoys the shit outta you.”
“Good point… But I think we established a long time ago that I only like you for the sex.”
“What, my charm has nothing to do with it?”
“Charm my ass; it’s really all about the physical. Like your abs, for example. Those are nice. And your arms, well, those fuckers are huge. Not to mention your dick, which I could go on and on about, but I’m sure you’ve heard it all before. But your wit and charm? Honestly, it does nothing for me.”
“That’s good to know. Sooo, now that we’ve decided on something you want for your birthday, how about I show you exactly why you like me?”
“That works for me.”
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“What are you two doing April 1st?” John asked Ted and Cody in the locker room at the soonest show he could.
“I don’t think I have that far ahead planned out,” Teddy told him
“It’s only two weeks away, how can you not have that time all planned out?”
“Because I’m not you, Code. I don’t have every second of my day written out in some planner three months in advance. So, tell me, do we have anything going on that day?”
“Well, it’s Randy’s…” Cody paused and looked towards John. “Does he want us there for his birthday?”
John reached into his back pocket and handed them two plane tickets to fly back with them on the same flight they were both taking the day before Randy’s birthday. “Special request. Looks like you two will be spending a couple days in Mass. There’ll be waffles.”
Ted laughed, “Lord knows I can’t turn down waffles.”
“Looks like we’ll be in Mass.”
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The two weeks passed quickly and soon all four men were on a flight out of Texas and into the Boston airport.
The four made their way through the parking lot where Randy’s Hummer was parked. “Lucky us, we get a ride in the Hummer,” Cody said.
“Lucky you indeed,” Randy said. “Just don’t go doing anything in the back there, it’s still in good condition and it doesn’t need anything else on the seats.”
“Get over it, Randy. It’s two years old and you treat it-”
“Her,” Randy corrected.
“Ok, you treat her as though we haven’t already fucked back there.”
“I already said I don’t want jizz all over the seats.”
“Thanks for trusting us so much,” Ted said. “Do you really think we’d actually do something in the backseat of your car?”
“I wouldn’t put it past you two.”
“We’re not you two,” Cody pointed out.
“Don’t be so sure.”
After loading in their luggage, Randy stepped up into the driver’s seat, John into the passenger seat and Ted and Cody got into the back. “So… We can’t do anything back here?” Ted asked Randy, glancing around the roomy space. “Isn’t the drive an hour long? Do you really think we can sit back here for an hour without touching each other?”
“Give Cody his Gameboy and he’ll be fine.” Randy began to back out of the space and drove around the parking lot until they were out and on the road back to their house in West Newbury. Randy glanced into the rear view mirror and couldn’t help but to smile when he saw Cody leaning against Ted, head resting on his shoulder as Ted’s arm was wrapped around Cody. “Is he sleeping?” Randy asked.
Turning his head as far as he could to look at Cody, Ted replied, “I think so.”
“You should draw on his face, or something. Put I then draw a heart and then dick across his forehead.”
“Fuck you, Randy,” Cody said as he opened his eyes and lifted his head off of Ted’s shoulder. “You’re such an ass.”
“It’s true though, isn’t it?” Randy asked, his eyes catching Cody’s in the mirror.
“That’s not the point. Besides, I only like Teddy’s dick.”
“It’s dick none-the-less,” John butt in.
“Are you telling me you didn’t like our times together, Cody? That gets me right here,” Randy said, placing his hand over his heart.
“I’m not talking to either of you anymore. Teddy, you better not encourage them. And, incase you forgot, the rest of you seem to enjoy it just as much as I do, thanks.”
Ted smiled at his boyfriend and pat his head, encouraging him to lay it back down on his shoulder. “No need to get all worked up, baby. My guess is John did it to Randy years ago and he’s still bitter about it.”
“How’d you know?” John asked. The question earned John a punch in the arm from Randy. “That was uncalled for.”
“Nah, I don’t think so.”
The four continued to talk for the remainder of the drive and they arrived at the Cena Orton household at 10 pm. Randy parked out in the driveway and all of them climbed down out of the car. Grabbing their suitcases, the four men headed up to the front door and went inside. “Welcome to our humble home,” Randy said as the two younger men stared in awe at their impressive house. “You’ll have to come back once we actually have the garage built this year. Someone decided to buy out the empty lot next to us so he could have somewhere to stick all his cars.”
“You don’t just stick cars into a garage, they’re kept.”
“They’re still down in Florida. All of his cars.”
“There’s no fuckin way I was bringing them up here in the winter with no place to put them. I’m not letting them out in snow and salt and sand and shit. Fuck that.”
Completely ignoring John’s rant, Randy said to Cody and Ted, “Alright, you two, follow me. And bring your shit.” He left his own suitcase down at the foot of the stairs and began heading up. He led them to a large bedroom off to the right side directly at the top of the stairs. “Here ya go. This is where you’ll be staying… Tonight, at least,” he added with a wink, alluding to the next night.
The couple walked in and stood their suitcases up against a wall. Cody flopped down on the bed, his legs hanging over the side. “Is my little Cody tired?” Teddy asked him.
“Nah, just checking it out,” he replied, crossing his arms behind his head.
“Did you guys want something to eat? I’m pretty sure that we have some frozen pizzas we could cook up. And, shit, even if we don’t, we still have… No, wait, I don’t think we have any bread, either… But I really do think we have pizzas.”
Teddy shrugged, “Sure.”
“Sounds good to me.”
“Alright, I’ll go check,” Randy said. He walked out of the room and stood at the top of the stairs where he shouted out, “JOHN!”
“WHAT?” John cried back.
“DO WE HAVE ANY PIZZA?”
“HOLD ON!” John went to the freezer and rummaged through, finding a single frozen pizza under a few other things in their scarcely filled freezer. Without walking the thirty or so steps to the stairs, John yelled out, “WE GOT ONE!”
“THANKS!” Randy headed back into the room and passed on the news. “We only got one left, so if you want to split it, let me know.”
“Sure,” they said at the same time.
“Ok.” Randy walked back out and shouted downstairs once more. “JOHN! CAN YOU START IT?”
“ALREADY DID!” he answered.
“YOU’RE SUCH A SWEETHEART!”
“FUCK YOU!”
“LOVE YOU TOO, ASSHOLE!”
“YOU KNOW IT!”
Ted and Cody came out of the guest room, smirking at Randy. “You two have to be the epitome of the perfect couple. You can see that the love runs deep.”
“This’ll be you in no time.”
“Looking forward to it,” Teddy said looking straight at Cody, who couldn’t help but grin.
“Alright, let’s go downstairs and find ways to annoy John.” Randy ran down the stairs and once he reached bottom, he turned for the kitchen, saying, “Hey, John! This is the first time Ted and Cody have been to our house since we’ve been married! It’s also the first time Ted and Cody will be staying over since we’ve been married! Tonight’s probably also gonna be the first time Ted and Cody have sex in our house since we’ve been married!” Cody blushed at that statement, gaining a laugh from the others. “Can’t say this is the first time I’ve made Cody blush since we’ve been married.”
“No, you can’t… So don’t.”
“Fiiiiiine. So, how much longer until the pizza’s done?”
“The oven isn’t even ready yet.”
“Shit, what good are you, then?”
“You’re lucky I got it started in the first place. You didn’t even wanna walk your lazy ass downstairs to check and see if we even had one.”
“Oh, you would have done the same thing. Don’t lie. You can’t lie to me.”
“Alright, that might be true. So, while we’re waiting for this damn pizza, anyone want a drink?”
“Is this how you’ll ensure that we’ll all sleep in tomorrow? Get us all drunk so we pass out? I’m still expecting waffles, though, you know that, right?”
“Fine, I’ll make your damn waffles.”
That next morning, John didn’t wake Randy up at 3 in the morning, since both were still passed out from the ungodly amount of liquor they both consumed the night before. When John finally did wake up, it was close to 11 am and his head was throbbing. But, dammit, he promised Randy waffles, and his man was gonna get ‘em. He rummaged in a drawer for a pair of boxers and threw those on before going downstairs.
Ted and Cody, who had had far less to drink combined than John or Randy alone, were sitting on a couch flipping through TV channels. “Look who decided to join the land of the living,” Ted said with a grin.
“Bout time,” Cody chimed in. “How ya feelin?”
“Shitty,” John answered. Once he reached the kitchen he saw two bowls and spoons in the sink. He opened the fridge and saw that they had graciously left him about two cups of milk. He took that out, found some Bisquick and gathered everything else he needed to make waffles, hung-over or not.
Finally finished with Randy’s damn waffles, he walked upstairs to find the birthday boy still passed out in their bed. He shook his shoulder and instantly flashed back to the first night they hung out together all those years ago when he kicked a hung-over Randy who had fallen asleep on his floor in order to wake him up. “Yo! Randy! Get the fuck up! I made your fucking waffles, and it’s noon.”
Randy groaned and rolled to his side. “You mean I slept through half of my birthday?”
“Looks like ya did.”
“Damn.” He kicked the covers off of him and smiled when he saw John staring at his nude form. And then it hit him. “Shit…”
“What?”
“I’m gonna be 30 next year.”
“You say that like it’s a bad thing.”
“It is.”
“Fuck you.”
“You love it,” Randy said as he rummaged through his own dresser and pulled on a pair of sweat pants.
“For some crazy reason that baffles the mind, yeah, I do. Now get your ass downstairs before our guests eat everything.”
“They’re up already?”
“They’re not the one that drank an entire bottle of tequila. Yeah, they’ve been up for hours now. They raided our food cabinet and had their way with your Cap’n Crunch.”
“Don’t they know no one touches the Cap’n Crunch?”
“Guess not.”
Randy grabbed his head and left their room taking the stairs slowly. “You two don’t get any,” he said as he passed by them on his way to the kitchen.
Ted and Cody stood up and followed him. “What are you talking about?”
“You assholes at my cereal.”
“Oh no! We each had two bowls of cereal each, whatever shall we do now? Oh, I know, how about you pick some up the next time you go to the grocery store?”
Randy grabbed the plate of waffles and found the maple syrup in the fridge which he dumped over his food.
“Hey, those are for all of us,” John said, entering the kitchen.
“I already informed those two they weren’t getting any.”
“Oh, don’t be like that. You can’t be bitter, you haven’t turned 30 yet.”
Randy shoveled a fork full of waffle and maple syrup into his mouth, hindering him from speaking any further.
John opened up the oven where another plate of waffles was sitting and passed them out amongst their guests and had some for himself. “You had more all along?”
“Yeah, this kinda thing happens way too often with him. You think he’d have learned by now.”
The day passed by, Ted and Cody were given a grand tour of the house, they hung around in the hot tub for a long time, then all went out to dinner, where no one informed anyone of Randy’s birthday under threat from Randy.
Once they got back to the house, all four men headed upstairs knowing what was to come, so to speak. “Alright, babe, how’d you like this day of yours to end?” John asked as Randy grabbed his shirt and began unbuttoning it.
Their eyes locked and Randy said to him, “I want you to fuck me… And I want them to fuck my mouth.”
The younger couple looked to each other and it was though the atmosphere in the room suddenly changed. They all wanted it, and each man grew needier with every passing second.
In a frenzy of movement, Ted and Cody were clinging together as their lips collided. They tore at each other’s clothing, letting it drop to the floor, not caring where it landed. John pushed Randy backwards onto the bed, straddling his hips as their naked bodies pressed together. “Mmm, happy birthday, Randy,” John whispered against his lips as his hand reached over to their bedside table where he retrieved some lube.
“I love you so much, John,” Randy whispered back.
Standing off to the side, Ted and Cody felt slightly out of place at this tender moment that was shared between John and Randy. That moment didn’t last for too long once John pulled back and motioned for them to come around. “Well, you heard what the birthday boy said.” He slicked up his dick and his fingers, hoisted one of Randy’s leg over his shoulder and slid two fingers completely inside of Randy.
Ted and Cody went to opposite sides of the king size bed and climbed on, moving in close to Randy’s face. Randy licked his lips at the sight of the three gorgeous men surrounding him. He turned to Ted first, but his hand reached over to Cody’s hard cock while his mouth opened to take the head of Ted’s dick in. His tongue swirled around the sensitive head, eliciting a groan from the blonde man.
Cody looked at his lover, his dick in Randy’s mouth, and he had to kiss him. His hand closed around Ted’s neck and he pulled him in close. Their eyes were closed, so they didn’t notice John remove his fingers and insert his dick into Randy’s willing body. Randy moaned at the entrance, going straight through Ted’s dick, who let out a moan into Cody’s mouth. Randy’s hand tightened around Cody’s dick, causing the young man to groan out in pleasure.
John watched as his husband pleasured their two young friends. The sight turned him on like he couldn’t believe, and he drove his dick deep within Randy with each thrust of his hips.
When Randy removed Ted’s dick from his warm mouth, John couldn’t help but bend forward and capture Randy’s mouth. Their tongues danced together as John slammed his hips forward.
Randy’s other hand was now on Ted’s dick, stroking it at the same time his hand worked over Cody’s. The other couple was still kissing, hands wrapped in each other’s hair, moaning each time Randy hit a sensitive spot.
John pulled out of the kiss and returned his attention to making deep thrusts into Randy. His mouth now freed, Randy turned to the opposite side where he then took Cody’s dick within him. Cody bucked forward and slammed his dick down into Randy’s throat. He couldn’t help but let out a groan as he felt his cock against the back of Randy’s throat.
John grabbed the back of Ted’s head and pulled, causing him to break his kiss with Cody. The two made eye contact and moved in until their lips were touching. The kiss deepened when John’s tongue snaked into Ted’s open mouth, his hand still tangled in Ted’s soft hair.
Cody looked from his lover and John down to Randy who was still working his mouth over his cock. “Your mouth feels great on me,” Cody informed him.
Randy said, “Mmmhmm,” the vibrations sending shivers up Cody’s lithe form.
John broke off the kiss with Ted and again focused down on Randy. He bent forward and began licking over Randy’s smooth chest. Randy removed his hand from Ted’s dick and wrapped it around him, forcing him in closer until his dick was brushing against Cody’s, which Randy had since released from his mouth. John glanced up, inhaling at the sight of Randy taking the heads of both Cody and Ted’s dicks into his mouth at the same time. “Fuck, you’re beautiful,” John whispered into his chest.
Unable to say anything in response, Randy reached down and rubbed his hands over John’s head and back and shoulders. John picked up his pace, his thrusts no longer slow and deep, but far more urgent.
As Randy took more of each man’s dick into his mouth, the two could feel their cocks rubbing against the other’s. Again their mouths clashed together in a mess of lips and teeth and tongue, their feelings overwhelming them. They could feel their balls tightening and they both knew they were close.
Ted broke off the kiss and warned, “Randy…”
“M…me too,” Cody said with a slight stutter.
Ted went to pull his cock out of Randy’s mouth, not wanting to overwhelm him with both his and Cody’s cum emptying into his mouth, but Randy’s hand was on his lower back, keeping him in close. He arched backwards at nearly the same time as Cody and both men began to shoot within Randy’s talented mouth. Randy’s throat worked to swallow every drop of cum that entered his mouth, but it filled up so quickly that some dribbled out the sides of his mouth.
Panting, Ted and Cody removed their dicks from Randy’s mouth and looked to see that John was still fucking him. They looked at the pleasure etched on Randy’s face and noticed then that their cum was slipping down the side of his face. Each man bent forward and began lapping up what escaped his mouth.
“John, I’m so fucking close. Come with me,” Randy begged.
“Ok, baby,” John said, his own orgasm closing in.
With several more thrusts into Randy and a single touch of his strong hand to Randy’s aching cock, they began to come. John buried his cock deep within Randy and leaned in to kiss his husband who kissed back with a passion as his own cum covered both their stomachs.
When John pulled out, he was still kissing Randy. Finally breaking off the kiss, his bright blue eyes looked into Randy’s. “So, how was that for your birthday?”
Randy smirked up at him and said, “My birthday ain’t over yet.”
“Hmm, what do I want?” Randy said out loud to himself, his head resting on John’s chest. “Well, for starters, I want you to promise me that you won’t wake me up at three in the fucking morning.”
“Oh, quit your bitchin’. Seriously, what do you want me to get you for your birthday?”
Randy shrugged and said, “Don’t care.”
“Don’t be like that. I know there’s something you want.”
“Now, baby, how could I ever want anything else other than you?” Randy muttered, placing a kiss on John’s chest.
“Asshole.”
Randy sat up, a feigned look of hurt on his face. “Me? Are you calling me an asshole? I was being nice, for once in my life, and you turn around and call me an asshole. I see how it is. No love.”
“Maybe if you were actually being serious about it, I wouldn’t have had to inform you about your being an asshole. But as it were, well… Now, tell me what you really want for your birthday.”
Randy flopped down onto a pile of fluffy pillows that lined the headboard and folded his arms behind his head. “Alright… I want you to fly Teddy and Cody over here the day before my birthday so they can spend the night in the guest bedroom. The next day, my birthday, you won’t be waking me up at three AM. Once we sleep in until about 10, you can make us all waffles-”
“What the fuck? You want waffles?”
Randy cocked his head to the side and said with a smirk, “Can’t a guy ask for his loving, caring, adoring husband to make him waffles on his birthday?”
“Well, when you put it like that… So, what’s next?”
“Oh, you gotta break out that real maple syrup… That shit’s good. Ok, so, once we’re done breakfast we can show them our hot tub.”
“Ok, now we’re getting to the real reason you want Ted and Cody here for your birthday.”
“Like you didn’t know from the start. Anyway, later that day, we’ll have to go somewhere nice for dinner. And don’t you dare tell anyone there that it’s my birthday. It someone gets everyone in the restaurant singing happy birthday, I won’t hesitate to hit you.”
“What if it’s one of your Legacy clones that tells a waiter that it’s your birthday?”
Randy gave a brief pause before answering, “I’d still hit you.”
John rolled over on top of Randy and smiled down at him. “You’d still hit me?”
Randy smirked, “Yeah. I’d hit it hard, too.” He raised his head up and placed a light kiss on John’s lips. “Over and over and over,” he told him, punctuating each word with a kiss. “But that’s another matter for another time. Because after dinner, we’d come back to our room, all four of us and we would spend the rest of the night-”
“Oh, let me guess! Watching America’s Next Top Model.”
“I’d fuck Tyra. She’s got an ass to rival yours,” Randy stated, reaching around and grabbing a handful of John’s ass.
“So, we’d spend the rest of the night fucking is what you’re saying.”
“Pretty much,” Randy agreed with a nod. “Assuming, of course, that you’re ok with that. If you would rather spend the day just the two of us…”
“No, it’s cool. It’s your birthday, after all.”
“Yeah… Oh, you know what? This will be my first birthday while married.”
John rolled his eyes. “Fuckin’ A, I thought you were done with all that.”
“Fuck no. And we haven’t even gotten to the actual day yet,” Randy added with a smirk. “You know you love it.”
“Yeah, right, no.”
“Ah, but you do love me, which in turn means you love everything I say, which means that you love it when I do that.”
“Not so much, actually. In fact, your sick and twisted logic really doesn’t make any sense. That’d be like me saying you love every time I say ‘You can’t see me!’ and I know how much that annoys the shit outta you.”
“Good point… But I think we established a long time ago that I only like you for the sex.”
“What, my charm has nothing to do with it?”
“Charm my ass; it’s really all about the physical. Like your abs, for example. Those are nice. And your arms, well, those fuckers are huge. Not to mention your dick, which I could go on and on about, but I’m sure you’ve heard it all before. But your wit and charm? Honestly, it does nothing for me.”
“That’s good to know. Sooo, now that we’ve decided on something you want for your birthday, how about I show you exactly why you like me?”
“That works for me.”
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“What are you two doing April 1st?” John asked Ted and Cody in the locker room at the soonest show he could.
“I don’t think I have that far ahead planned out,” Teddy told him
“It’s only two weeks away, how can you not have that time all planned out?”
“Because I’m not you, Code. I don’t have every second of my day written out in some planner three months in advance. So, tell me, do we have anything going on that day?”
“Well, it’s Randy’s…” Cody paused and looked towards John. “Does he want us there for his birthday?”
John reached into his back pocket and handed them two plane tickets to fly back with them on the same flight they were both taking the day before Randy’s birthday. “Special request. Looks like you two will be spending a couple days in Mass. There’ll be waffles.”
Ted laughed, “Lord knows I can’t turn down waffles.”
“Looks like we’ll be in Mass.”
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The two weeks passed quickly and soon all four men were on a flight out of Texas and into the Boston airport.
The four made their way through the parking lot where Randy’s Hummer was parked. “Lucky us, we get a ride in the Hummer,” Cody said.
“Lucky you indeed,” Randy said. “Just don’t go doing anything in the back there, it’s still in good condition and it doesn’t need anything else on the seats.”
“Get over it, Randy. It’s two years old and you treat it-”
“Her,” Randy corrected.
“Ok, you treat her as though we haven’t already fucked back there.”
“I already said I don’t want jizz all over the seats.”
“Thanks for trusting us so much,” Ted said. “Do you really think we’d actually do something in the backseat of your car?”
“I wouldn’t put it past you two.”
“We’re not you two,” Cody pointed out.
“Don’t be so sure.”
After loading in their luggage, Randy stepped up into the driver’s seat, John into the passenger seat and Ted and Cody got into the back. “So… We can’t do anything back here?” Ted asked Randy, glancing around the roomy space. “Isn’t the drive an hour long? Do you really think we can sit back here for an hour without touching each other?”
“Give Cody his Gameboy and he’ll be fine.” Randy began to back out of the space and drove around the parking lot until they were out and on the road back to their house in West Newbury. Randy glanced into the rear view mirror and couldn’t help but to smile when he saw Cody leaning against Ted, head resting on his shoulder as Ted’s arm was wrapped around Cody. “Is he sleeping?” Randy asked.
Turning his head as far as he could to look at Cody, Ted replied, “I think so.”
“You should draw on his face, or something. Put I then draw a heart and then dick across his forehead.”
“Fuck you, Randy,” Cody said as he opened his eyes and lifted his head off of Ted’s shoulder. “You’re such an ass.”
“It’s true though, isn’t it?” Randy asked, his eyes catching Cody’s in the mirror.
“That’s not the point. Besides, I only like Teddy’s dick.”
“It’s dick none-the-less,” John butt in.
“Are you telling me you didn’t like our times together, Cody? That gets me right here,” Randy said, placing his hand over his heart.
“I’m not talking to either of you anymore. Teddy, you better not encourage them. And, incase you forgot, the rest of you seem to enjoy it just as much as I do, thanks.”
Ted smiled at his boyfriend and pat his head, encouraging him to lay it back down on his shoulder. “No need to get all worked up, baby. My guess is John did it to Randy years ago and he’s still bitter about it.”
“How’d you know?” John asked. The question earned John a punch in the arm from Randy. “That was uncalled for.”
“Nah, I don’t think so.”
The four continued to talk for the remainder of the drive and they arrived at the Cena Orton household at 10 pm. Randy parked out in the driveway and all of them climbed down out of the car. Grabbing their suitcases, the four men headed up to the front door and went inside. “Welcome to our humble home,” Randy said as the two younger men stared in awe at their impressive house. “You’ll have to come back once we actually have the garage built this year. Someone decided to buy out the empty lot next to us so he could have somewhere to stick all his cars.”
“You don’t just stick cars into a garage, they’re kept.”
“They’re still down in Florida. All of his cars.”
“There’s no fuckin way I was bringing them up here in the winter with no place to put them. I’m not letting them out in snow and salt and sand and shit. Fuck that.”
Completely ignoring John’s rant, Randy said to Cody and Ted, “Alright, you two, follow me. And bring your shit.” He left his own suitcase down at the foot of the stairs and began heading up. He led them to a large bedroom off to the right side directly at the top of the stairs. “Here ya go. This is where you’ll be staying… Tonight, at least,” he added with a wink, alluding to the next night.
The couple walked in and stood their suitcases up against a wall. Cody flopped down on the bed, his legs hanging over the side. “Is my little Cody tired?” Teddy asked him.
“Nah, just checking it out,” he replied, crossing his arms behind his head.
“Did you guys want something to eat? I’m pretty sure that we have some frozen pizzas we could cook up. And, shit, even if we don’t, we still have… No, wait, I don’t think we have any bread, either… But I really do think we have pizzas.”
Teddy shrugged, “Sure.”
“Sounds good to me.”
“Alright, I’ll go check,” Randy said. He walked out of the room and stood at the top of the stairs where he shouted out, “JOHN!”
“WHAT?” John cried back.
“DO WE HAVE ANY PIZZA?”
“HOLD ON!” John went to the freezer and rummaged through, finding a single frozen pizza under a few other things in their scarcely filled freezer. Without walking the thirty or so steps to the stairs, John yelled out, “WE GOT ONE!”
“THANKS!” Randy headed back into the room and passed on the news. “We only got one left, so if you want to split it, let me know.”
“Sure,” they said at the same time.
“Ok.” Randy walked back out and shouted downstairs once more. “JOHN! CAN YOU START IT?”
“ALREADY DID!” he answered.
“YOU’RE SUCH A SWEETHEART!”
“FUCK YOU!”
“LOVE YOU TOO, ASSHOLE!”
“YOU KNOW IT!”
Ted and Cody came out of the guest room, smirking at Randy. “You two have to be the epitome of the perfect couple. You can see that the love runs deep.”
“This’ll be you in no time.”
“Looking forward to it,” Teddy said looking straight at Cody, who couldn’t help but grin.
“Alright, let’s go downstairs and find ways to annoy John.” Randy ran down the stairs and once he reached bottom, he turned for the kitchen, saying, “Hey, John! This is the first time Ted and Cody have been to our house since we’ve been married! It’s also the first time Ted and Cody will be staying over since we’ve been married! Tonight’s probably also gonna be the first time Ted and Cody have sex in our house since we’ve been married!” Cody blushed at that statement, gaining a laugh from the others. “Can’t say this is the first time I’ve made Cody blush since we’ve been married.”
“No, you can’t… So don’t.”
“Fiiiiiine. So, how much longer until the pizza’s done?”
“The oven isn’t even ready yet.”
“Shit, what good are you, then?”
“You’re lucky I got it started in the first place. You didn’t even wanna walk your lazy ass downstairs to check and see if we even had one.”
“Oh, you would have done the same thing. Don’t lie. You can’t lie to me.”
“Alright, that might be true. So, while we’re waiting for this damn pizza, anyone want a drink?”
“Is this how you’ll ensure that we’ll all sleep in tomorrow? Get us all drunk so we pass out? I’m still expecting waffles, though, you know that, right?”
“Fine, I’ll make your damn waffles.”
That next morning, John didn’t wake Randy up at 3 in the morning, since both were still passed out from the ungodly amount of liquor they both consumed the night before. When John finally did wake up, it was close to 11 am and his head was throbbing. But, dammit, he promised Randy waffles, and his man was gonna get ‘em. He rummaged in a drawer for a pair of boxers and threw those on before going downstairs.
Ted and Cody, who had had far less to drink combined than John or Randy alone, were sitting on a couch flipping through TV channels. “Look who decided to join the land of the living,” Ted said with a grin.
“Bout time,” Cody chimed in. “How ya feelin?”
“Shitty,” John answered. Once he reached the kitchen he saw two bowls and spoons in the sink. He opened the fridge and saw that they had graciously left him about two cups of milk. He took that out, found some Bisquick and gathered everything else he needed to make waffles, hung-over or not.
Finally finished with Randy’s damn waffles, he walked upstairs to find the birthday boy still passed out in their bed. He shook his shoulder and instantly flashed back to the first night they hung out together all those years ago when he kicked a hung-over Randy who had fallen asleep on his floor in order to wake him up. “Yo! Randy! Get the fuck up! I made your fucking waffles, and it’s noon.”
Randy groaned and rolled to his side. “You mean I slept through half of my birthday?”
“Looks like ya did.”
“Damn.” He kicked the covers off of him and smiled when he saw John staring at his nude form. And then it hit him. “Shit…”
“What?”
“I’m gonna be 30 next year.”
“You say that like it’s a bad thing.”
“It is.”
“Fuck you.”
“You love it,” Randy said as he rummaged through his own dresser and pulled on a pair of sweat pants.
“For some crazy reason that baffles the mind, yeah, I do. Now get your ass downstairs before our guests eat everything.”
“They’re up already?”
“They’re not the one that drank an entire bottle of tequila. Yeah, they’ve been up for hours now. They raided our food cabinet and had their way with your Cap’n Crunch.”
“Don’t they know no one touches the Cap’n Crunch?”
“Guess not.”
Randy grabbed his head and left their room taking the stairs slowly. “You two don’t get any,” he said as he passed by them on his way to the kitchen.
Ted and Cody stood up and followed him. “What are you talking about?”
“You assholes at my cereal.”
“Oh no! We each had two bowls of cereal each, whatever shall we do now? Oh, I know, how about you pick some up the next time you go to the grocery store?”
Randy grabbed the plate of waffles and found the maple syrup in the fridge which he dumped over his food.
“Hey, those are for all of us,” John said, entering the kitchen.
“I already informed those two they weren’t getting any.”
“Oh, don’t be like that. You can’t be bitter, you haven’t turned 30 yet.”
Randy shoveled a fork full of waffle and maple syrup into his mouth, hindering him from speaking any further.
John opened up the oven where another plate of waffles was sitting and passed them out amongst their guests and had some for himself. “You had more all along?”
“Yeah, this kinda thing happens way too often with him. You think he’d have learned by now.”
The day passed by, Ted and Cody were given a grand tour of the house, they hung around in the hot tub for a long time, then all went out to dinner, where no one informed anyone of Randy’s birthday under threat from Randy.
Once they got back to the house, all four men headed upstairs knowing what was to come, so to speak. “Alright, babe, how’d you like this day of yours to end?” John asked as Randy grabbed his shirt and began unbuttoning it.
Their eyes locked and Randy said to him, “I want you to fuck me… And I want them to fuck my mouth.”
The younger couple looked to each other and it was though the atmosphere in the room suddenly changed. They all wanted it, and each man grew needier with every passing second.
In a frenzy of movement, Ted and Cody were clinging together as their lips collided. They tore at each other’s clothing, letting it drop to the floor, not caring where it landed. John pushed Randy backwards onto the bed, straddling his hips as their naked bodies pressed together. “Mmm, happy birthday, Randy,” John whispered against his lips as his hand reached over to their bedside table where he retrieved some lube.
“I love you so much, John,” Randy whispered back.
Standing off to the side, Ted and Cody felt slightly out of place at this tender moment that was shared between John and Randy. That moment didn’t last for too long once John pulled back and motioned for them to come around. “Well, you heard what the birthday boy said.” He slicked up his dick and his fingers, hoisted one of Randy’s leg over his shoulder and slid two fingers completely inside of Randy.
Ted and Cody went to opposite sides of the king size bed and climbed on, moving in close to Randy’s face. Randy licked his lips at the sight of the three gorgeous men surrounding him. He turned to Ted first, but his hand reached over to Cody’s hard cock while his mouth opened to take the head of Ted’s dick in. His tongue swirled around the sensitive head, eliciting a groan from the blonde man.
Cody looked at his lover, his dick in Randy’s mouth, and he had to kiss him. His hand closed around Ted’s neck and he pulled him in close. Their eyes were closed, so they didn’t notice John remove his fingers and insert his dick into Randy’s willing body. Randy moaned at the entrance, going straight through Ted’s dick, who let out a moan into Cody’s mouth. Randy’s hand tightened around Cody’s dick, causing the young man to groan out in pleasure.
John watched as his husband pleasured their two young friends. The sight turned him on like he couldn’t believe, and he drove his dick deep within Randy with each thrust of his hips.
When Randy removed Ted’s dick from his warm mouth, John couldn’t help but bend forward and capture Randy’s mouth. Their tongues danced together as John slammed his hips forward.
Randy’s other hand was now on Ted’s dick, stroking it at the same time his hand worked over Cody’s. The other couple was still kissing, hands wrapped in each other’s hair, moaning each time Randy hit a sensitive spot.
John pulled out of the kiss and returned his attention to making deep thrusts into Randy. His mouth now freed, Randy turned to the opposite side where he then took Cody’s dick within him. Cody bucked forward and slammed his dick down into Randy’s throat. He couldn’t help but let out a groan as he felt his cock against the back of Randy’s throat.
John grabbed the back of Ted’s head and pulled, causing him to break his kiss with Cody. The two made eye contact and moved in until their lips were touching. The kiss deepened when John’s tongue snaked into Ted’s open mouth, his hand still tangled in Ted’s soft hair.
Cody looked from his lover and John down to Randy who was still working his mouth over his cock. “Your mouth feels great on me,” Cody informed him.
Randy said, “Mmmhmm,” the vibrations sending shivers up Cody’s lithe form.
John broke off the kiss with Ted and again focused down on Randy. He bent forward and began licking over Randy’s smooth chest. Randy removed his hand from Ted’s dick and wrapped it around him, forcing him in closer until his dick was brushing against Cody’s, which Randy had since released from his mouth. John glanced up, inhaling at the sight of Randy taking the heads of both Cody and Ted’s dicks into his mouth at the same time. “Fuck, you’re beautiful,” John whispered into his chest.
Unable to say anything in response, Randy reached down and rubbed his hands over John’s head and back and shoulders. John picked up his pace, his thrusts no longer slow and deep, but far more urgent.
As Randy took more of each man’s dick into his mouth, the two could feel their cocks rubbing against the other’s. Again their mouths clashed together in a mess of lips and teeth and tongue, their feelings overwhelming them. They could feel their balls tightening and they both knew they were close.
Ted broke off the kiss and warned, “Randy…”
“M…me too,” Cody said with a slight stutter.
Ted went to pull his cock out of Randy’s mouth, not wanting to overwhelm him with both his and Cody’s cum emptying into his mouth, but Randy’s hand was on his lower back, keeping him in close. He arched backwards at nearly the same time as Cody and both men began to shoot within Randy’s talented mouth. Randy’s throat worked to swallow every drop of cum that entered his mouth, but it filled up so quickly that some dribbled out the sides of his mouth.
Panting, Ted and Cody removed their dicks from Randy’s mouth and looked to see that John was still fucking him. They looked at the pleasure etched on Randy’s face and noticed then that their cum was slipping down the side of his face. Each man bent forward and began lapping up what escaped his mouth.
“John, I’m so fucking close. Come with me,” Randy begged.
“Ok, baby,” John said, his own orgasm closing in.
With several more thrusts into Randy and a single touch of his strong hand to Randy’s aching cock, they began to come. John buried his cock deep within Randy and leaned in to kiss his husband who kissed back with a passion as his own cum covered both their stomachs.
When John pulled out, he was still kissing Randy. Finally breaking off the kiss, his bright blue eyes looked into Randy’s. “So, how was that for your birthday?”
Randy smirked up at him and said, “My birthday ain’t over yet.”