Date: Sun, 27 Apr 2008 16:25:43 +0000
From: matt howe <woowoowoo_10@hotmail.com>
Subject: Randy-Oh-Yes

This story is fiction and is not intended to imply anything about the true
sexuality of the celebrities mentioned or any personal knowledge about
their private lives. If you are under 18 or 21 respective of where you live
please do not read. Thank you!


Randy Orton and John Cena walked down the narrow corridor towards the
dressing room.

" Good match man!" Randy said patting john on the shoulder in an almost
patronising way.

"Thanks dude" John replied," but you were awesome, you kicked my ass!".

"Haha.. I didn't wana say but your right" Randy joked his walk turning into
a strut .

"Shut up you ass!" John said with a smile.

" I'm only messing with you man... Hey you fancy a few beers in my dressing
room, don't really fancy going straight home?" Randy enquired;. John
nodding in reply.

Randy and John come to the door of Randy's room

"sit down I'll get you a beer!" Randy instructed.

John surveyed the room he'd seen many times before, a bit empty, maybe even
clinical, only the dark brown leather sofas (two at a right angle to each
other) a small coffee table placed in the spacer between the sofas, a small
clothes rail(well he didn't wear much to wrestle) and a sizeable mirror.

"vain bastard!" John thought

" Here you go man!" Randy said extending his hand to John clutching the
cold bottle.

"Thanks!...that's good!" Pulling his lips from the bottle neck, expressing
his gratitude.

After sitting and chatting a while over a couple of drinks John thought of
a way to get his own back at Randy

"Hey why don't we play a drinking game... come on it'll be fun, we`ll play
poker , loser takes a shot can`t get fairer than that!" John with his
college reputation of being able to drink anyone under the table and his
skill at poker was sure of his victory in this at least.

"ok if you insist but I'm a pretty mean player man, but what the hell its
all fun!" Randy half-chuckling at the prospect of beating John twice in one
day .

After winning hand after hand Randy announced "Jus gonna' go for a piss
man, back in a minute!"

"UHHHH!" John moaned in response.

"Hey man another game?" Randy asked returning to the room, No response,
nudging him to get his attention. "John...John...ha passed out what a
pussy"

Slumping down on the sofa next to John, Randy looked around the room
contemplating what he could do to entertain himself now John had passed
out. Looking around the nearly bare room Randy caught sight of John's frame
sloughed in the seat next to him, he found himself looking over John's hard
body clothed in only his trademark jean-shorts and the white underwear
jutting from underneath.

Randy looking at John reached out and grabbed John's huge bicep giving it a
gentle squeeze. Randy had always admired John's body, sometimes he wished
he was more bulky and toned , buy he liked his body the way it was, truth
be told he thought he was pretty hot... Well more than pretty.

Randy releasing his grip on John's arm moved his hand over to Johns chest
grasping at the massive pecs of John Cena, lightly flicking his thumb over
the left nipple, slowly lowering his hand making sure to feel every ripple
the hard muscle he was feeling made in the skin.

His fingers brushing over John's taught stomach, Randy leaned back, abit
shocked as to why he was so closely obsessed with the body of another
man. Putting it down to natural curiosity and the admiration for the cut
body John had worked his whole life to achieve, Randy explained away his
actions until he noticed the very sizable bulge that had formed in his post
match sweats.

"What the hell... I'm not a fag... ...it must be the drink it always gets
me proper horned up... that's what must be, id fuck anything when I`m
wasted, yeah that's it!" Randy went over in his mind trying to reassure
himself, but looking back over to John noticing a tenting in his shorts.

"Dirty bastard must be having a sex dream!" Noticing his near obsession
with John's rapidly hardening cock, Randy dragged his eyes away fixing on
the floor.

"I'm not gay what the fucks going on, I'm not into guys... I wonder how big
he is? WHERE THE DID THAT COME FROM???... what the fucks
happening?... maybe I could just have a quick look, its natural for guys to
wanna compare and he'd never know he's out of it!" talking himself into it
Randy grabbed the bottle of tequila John and he been using for the poker
game, taking a mouthful then another and another.

" John? John? JOHN?" shouting the last time to make sure John was really
passed out, but no response.

Randy returned his hand to John's body. caressing every inch moving
steadily lower and lower till his fingertips graze the waistband of Johns
fitted white underwear, unable to pull away his hand moved over the rough
denim material encasing John's swollen cock trying to feel as much as
possible telling himself it was to compare their dick sizes.

"cant tell properly through these!" fumbling with the zip on John's shorts
not getting a proper grip sliding on the floor in between John's legs using
both hands to unzip and pull the shorts down around Johns ankles.

looking up to the sight in front of him Randy's cock throbbed
uncontrollably just gazing on John's cock clearly outlined within the skin
tight material protecting it, his amazing body sprawled out in front of
him, he couldn't believe it there was John Cena in just his underwear with
a rock hard cock passed out in front of him, and he was so unbelievably
fucking horny at the sight. He wanted to touch every part of him from his
huge arms and chest down over his powerful chest, enormous legs and more
than anything he wanted to feel his huge cock, his manly finger wrapped
around the shaft, hot throbbing under his grasp. Slowly running his hands
up John's inner thigh over his smooth skin till the tips of his fingers
meet the stretched white fabric of the skin tight boxer briefs, taking a
deep breath Randy's hand moved over John's large balls and further to his
hard shaft lightly stroking up and down through the material, he could see
that the it grew at his touch. Randy lowered his head to John's crotch
licking the length of the dick in front of him taking in the masculine
scent as he did.

Curling his fingers around the elastic waistband of John's underwear slowly
peeling the skin tights off over his round firm ass cheeks, John's now rock
hard cock slapping against his abs after being freed from their material
prison., over his huge thighs and down to his ankles. Randy wastes no time
grabbing John's cock, 9 inches of thick cut man meat. He watch his hand
pull down over the smooth shiny head, leaking pre-cum down the soft skin of
the shaft. He could feel the pulsing of the veins under his touch, his own
cock now almost bursting out of his sweatpants as he quickened the pumping
of John's impressive dick. Randy watched his arm flexing with every jerk he
used to pleasure John finding it strangely erotic, while wondering what
John's massive guns would look like jacking Randy off. Randy lowered his
head to John's huge balls flicking is tongue across the smooth skin, then
taking one in his mouth while jacking John's cock.

Taking another mouthful of tequila the taste of John mixing creating a
strange taste only turning him on even more. Tossing the empty bottle aside
Randy began his assault on the cock before him, first kissing the head
savouring the taste of the pre-cum that coated his lips. He licked the
entire surface of the large purple head wrapping hid tongue around every
contour, finally taking the tip of the cock into his mouth. He instantly
wanted more, forcing inch after inch into his mouth he could feel the
throbbing in his throat and he loved it. For a moment he started to gag but
there was no way he was going to stop until all of John's beautiful fat
cock was in his hungry salivating mouth. As he took the whole of John's
cock Randy wrapped his arms around John's muscular thigh to stop himself
pulling off until the he adjusted to the cock in his mouth. After a couple
of minutes of adjustment Randy pulled his head up his moist lips tight
sliding up over the smooth skin of the shaft and back down building a
steady rhythm.

Randy slightly pulled John off the sofa exposing his ass, reaching round
grabbing at both cheeks moulding them with his fingers grasping them harder
trying to feel more of the meaty flesh in his hands as his mouth continued
its assault of John's cock. Randy could taste more and more pre-cum he knew
John was close, he pulled off and began pumping his dick hard and fast his
tongue flickering rapid over the head. He felt John's body tense putting
his mouth over John's cock as it shot its load into the back of Randy's
throat, over his face and mouth and covering his hand his cock still
shooting Randy trying to take as much cum as he can until John's cock was
spent.

Looking over John Cena's sweaty spent body, licking his lips tasting more
cum Randy reached down for his own neglected cock, rubbing himself through
his sweats taking in the scene before him. Standing Randy pulls down his
sweats and wrestling trunks in one go freeing his cock at last, almost
painful from being so hard. Taking it in his hand he starts working his
9inch beast, John's cum acting as a lubricant, helping Randy's strong hand
easily stroke up and down his pulsating shaft. Randy focused on John as he
jacked his cock he knew he couldn't last long he'd never been so turned
on. He could feel John's cum all over his hand and a drop rolling down his
cheek. Beads of sweat running down his muscular back across the smooth
bronzed surface of his skin over his hard round clenched ass cheeks and
down his sculpted thighs. He watched John's breathing his huge chest rising
and falling, his eyes concentrating on every aspect of John's powerful
perfect body, his face, his famous chest, arms, legs and the cock he'd just
sucke...

"AHHHHHHHHHH...2 a rope of cum squirts from Randy's cock landing on John's
pec. " OH GOD, OH FUCK...YESSSSS!" Randy's cum covering John's chest and
abs until his balls were empty. "fuck that's hot!" Randy commented on the
mess he'd made on John before dropping to his knees in between John's legs
watching his cum roll down John's incredible body.

"I'd best clean this up before he comes around!" Randy thought to himself
about to get something to wipe it up then he had a better idea he started
to lick his own cum off of John the taste of John's sweat and his own cum
surprisingly enjoyable. Randy licked every inch of his chest and abs clean
only the glistening of Randy's saliva remained.

After dressing John, Randy mused " he'll never know!"

As he stood Randy realised he was still semi-hard looking to John he bent
over slightly brushing the tip of his cock over John's full lips coating
them with his cum. Snapping his sweats back up Randy turned falling on the
other sofa and drifted off to sleep.



This is my first story and I would appreciate any feedback positive or
negative, my e-mail is woowoowoo_10@hotmail.com. Thanks.