Randy woke slowly Saturday morning; his arm moving lazily to John's side of the bed and found it empty and cold. He sighed heavily as he realized that John had already left for the day. He frowned realizing that John hadn't woken him up before leaving the room. Randy slowly moved and stretched as he tested his injured ribs and found them only slightly sore. He got up and ready for his shower, his frown turned into a smirk as he thought that now he had most of the day to plan John's "punishment".

After his shower he searched his bag and found a cock ring, handcuffs and gag. He then looked into John's and found his boyfriend's favorite toy. Smirking at the thought of John tied, silent and helpless; he grabbed the toy and put it with the rest of the items. He happily hummed to himself as he sat on the couch and turned the TV on waiting for John to return.

John arrived at the meeting place and walked in. Looking around he saw that only Paul was there. Paul stood from his chair and greeted John, "Hi AL….er um John." John nodded his own greeting and took a seat across from Paul. He looked around and noticed that it was a quiet, small café with no fans wanting autographs. He was glad for that, he didn't want this meeting to be longer than it had to especially since Randy was waiting for him back at the hotel.

"Why don't you order something and then we'll start discussing the match," Paul suggested.

John was going to refuse, but decided to look at the menu anyway. The waitress walked over to take their order. Paul ended up ordering a sandwich, fries and a coke, while John just ordered a coke. When the waitress left to put their order in, John looked at Paul and asked, "So how's this storyline going to go?"

Paul looked shocked at the business tone of John's voice. He had wanted to relax, eat and maybe talk to John a little. He really did remind him of his son and no matter that he hadn't talked to him in years, he missed him dearly. Paul knew that John didn't want to just talk with him so he started talking about business. It was just about how they were going to do promos until the next match. The first promo wasn't schedule until a week from the Monday coming up. Both John and Brock had this Monday off.

The waitress soon brought them their order as they talked and when John finished his coke, he said, "Well I think that's about it for this meeting. Thanks for the coke." He then stood up, threw a few dollars on the table for his drink and left. Paul watched him go with a slight hurt expression and then turned back to his meal.

As John drove back to the hotel, he felt slightly guilty for just leaving Paul like that, but the man gave him the creeps and besides he was horny and had a Viper waiting for him in their hotel room. John got to the hotel and practically ran to his room.

Randy knew John would be back soon, so he took stock of all his toys and other fun items. He had the hand cuffs, gag, and ring in view. John's toy he hid and at the end of the bed were strawberries and sitting on a warmer was melted chocolate in a small metal pot. He laid in bed with his back resting against the headboard and waited for John's arrival.

He didn't have long to wait because not five minutes later the door swung open and his beloved rushed into the room. His eyes finding Randy immediately, shut the door, rushed to the bed and straddled Randy. "So I saw the strawberries and chocolate. Are they part of my punishment?"

Randy just smirked, "Yes, but they aren't yours. You're going to watch me eat them."

"Well," John stated with a smirk of his own, "I'm free so why don't I just play while you eat your treat." He reached and started to unbutton Randy's jeans, then faster than he could blink, he found himself flat on his back with both hands above his head. He looked up and saw a dangerous gleam in Randy's eyes. Randy was holding both his wrists down with one hand and in the other were hand cuffs.

"Who said you were free?" he asked huskily. He moved up to sit on John's chest and made sure his groin was close to John's face so that he wouldn't move. As Randy secured his hands to the headboard, John licked his lips as he stared at Randy's still clothed groin. He could see the beginning of a bulge in those tight jeans.

Randy felt the heat from John staring at his groin and felt himself start growing harder. He groaned as he slithered down John's body and when their lips were even, he teasingly licked those tempting full lips and quickly moved away when John started to respond.

Stormy blue met heated sky blue eyes and John moaned disappointingly. Randy just shook his head saying, "Now now you're being a bad boy. You just take your punishment and stay still." He then moved slowly to John's neck and started licking and sucking down it while leaving a trail of little possessive bruises. He got to the collar of John's shirt and growled. He cursed under his breath because he couldn't believe he forgot to pull the stupid shirt off the delicious body under him. Luckily it was only a t-shirt so grabbing both sides of the collar; Randy ripped the shirt in half. Smirking at the nicely toned chest beneath him, he lowered his head back down and continued his slow torture. John was moaning and enjoying the wonderful torture of Randy's mouth, but he was hard as nails. He needed to move and get some friction to his sorely neglected cock, so he thrust his up against Randy's and both men groaned loudly with the delicious friction of their clothed cocks sliding against each other.

Randy quickly sat back and held John's hips tightly down. He smirked at the angry look John gave him. "I think you want to be punished more," he said with a purr. Moving off the bed, Randy slowly began to strip himself. He grabbed the end of his shirt and slowly pulled it up, giving John an eyeful of his toned abs.

John moaned desperately, he wanted to move, touch and help strip the gorgeous man in front of him, but he was only allowed to watch. Randy finished removing his shirt as John watched with lust filled eyes every inch of skin be revealed. His hands slowly moved down to the button of his jeans and with a flick of the wrist they were undone. John pulled against his cuffs as he watched Randy smirk at him and slowly shimmy out of his jeans and body form boxers. When completely naked, Randy wasted no time in removing John's jeans and boxers. He smirked and grabbed something off the table. He held the object in his hand and showed John. He chuckled huskily at John's reaction.

John stared at the object, his eyes widened and his breath sped up as he recognized the cock ring. He was so fucked.

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