A/N: I had another story in mind but my muses won't let me ignore this one. Hope y'all like it.
Thanks to Cenarko1986 for her insight.

I don't own any person or place mentioned in this story and I mean no disrespect to any of them. Just my raging itch to bring these two beautiful people together.

Randy set down the last of his suitcases near the door. He turned to look at John, whose back was turned to him.

"Baby don't be like this." He pleaded.

John did not bother turning around. He knew he was putting Randy in a difficult situation but he could not take it anymore. Randy always left him to go back to Samantha, and every time it got harder to let go.

"Johnny please."He heard Randy say and felt himself being turned around.

"I don't want you to leave."

"I know babe. I don't want to leave either but we both know I don't have a choice."

John shook his head and walked past Randy to look out the window. "But you do have a choice."

"What choice do I have?"

John turned to him "You can choose to stay but you keep choosing to go back to Missouri. Back to her."

Randy sighed and approached him. He felt his heartbreaking. He wanted so much to stay but he knew he could not. He was bound. Bound by a piece of paper he wished he had not signed. He had been too much in love with Samantha.

"I don't choose to go back to her. I just have to."

John scoffed. "Then why do I feel like a whore every time you walk out that door? Why do I always feel like I'm the other woman?"

Randy's eyes widened. "What? Are you seriously saying that?"

"It's how I feel, babe."

Randy took a breath and approached him. He squeezed his shoulder almost painfully and shook his head "Don't ever say that to me again. You're neither a whore nor the other woman. If anyone should feel like a whore John, it should be me. I'm the one sleeping with you both."

John flinched. The thought of Randy and Samantha sleeping together made him physically sick. He hated that he had to share him with her. He wanted him for himself. "Then why can't you stay? Don't you love me just as much?

Randy's features softened and he took John's hands in his and squeezed them reassuringly. "More Johnny. I love you more."

"Then do something about it. I'm tired of hiding, Randy. I want to be able to gaze lovingly into your eyes in a restaurant full of people. I want to be able to flirt with you shamelessly in the gym and watch the other guys give me the stink-eye. I want to be able to kiss you in the middle of Grand Central Station and not have to worry about anything."

"I want the same things too, John," Randy replied, his voice rising a little. "but we can't. I'm bound by the prenup and there's nothing I can do about it!"

John emitted a mirthless laugh."Here we go again. The prenup! What's in this celebrity prenup of yours anyway? Your wife is sleeping with her gym instructor and you're worried about a piece of paper?"

"You're damn right I'm worried about the prenup," Randy replied. "Samantha sleeping with her gym instructor doesn't mean shit to me. She can sleep with the whole gym members for all I care. My primary concern is Alanna."

"Oh, I get it. Your wife cheating on you is not important because you're sleeping with someone else too, right Randy?"

"No. My wife sleeping around is not important to me because I don't love her. You should know that by now."

"Then why do we have secret meetings in hotel rooms or my house? If you don't love her then why is it so hard for you to leave her?"

"Because of the prenup, John. I signed a paper I shouldn't have signed, that said whoever walked out on the other would automatically lose custody of our children. If I leave Sam, I lose my daughter for good."

John gulped. "Are you kidding me?."

Randy stared at him solemnly, and his eyes answered John's question. John's eyes watered and he turned away from Randy inhaling deeply.

"Why didn't you tell me this?"

"Because I never thought it would come to this."

John turned to face Randy, surprise on his face " This what? You mean me loving you enough to want to spend my life with you?"

Randy's heart broke a little more as he took John's arms in his. "No. I mean this moment right here, where I'd be forced to choose between you and my little girl."

John pulled his arms away and walked to the other side of the living room, flopping on the couch. He roughly rubbed his head with his hands. Randy stood at the window watching John, wondering what had brought these feelings on.

"Why are you sleeping with her if you don't love her?" That question caught Randy off guard and he blinked several times. "I..um...because am her husband and It's my obligation I guess."

John looked up at Randy for a silent moment, then whispered, " You love having sex with her."

Randy quickly shook his head and sat next to John. "No. I love having sex with you. Sam doesn't know about us and if I don't have sex with her she'll know something's up and she'll start snooping around."

John sighed. "So what? Let her snoop. Nothing would satisfy me more than seeing the look on her face when she finds out I'm doing her hubby."

Randy sighed. "She'd never let us live it down. She'd frustrate us so much that I'd be forced to either walk out on her and lose Al or break us up. I can't take that chance, Johnny."

John nodded. "So, what now?"

Randy smiled and looked at him flirtingly. "I don't know what brought this fight on but how about I help you forget it?"

John smiled and softly gasped when Randy knelt before him and pulled his sweat pants down, revealing his nakedness. Randy feasted his eyes on John's manhood, marveling at the fact that John did not have any underwear on.

He pulled John into an intense kiss as he took hold of the limp manhood and started stroking it slowly. They kissed, tongues fighting for dominance, which Randy won.

"Hey look, you got a boner!" Randy exclaimed teasingly as he continued to stroke John's hardness.

John laughed breathlessly. "And whose fault is that?"

Randy replied in feigned guilt, smiling invitingly. "I guess it's mine, baby."

"Well, then fix it."

"Gladly." Randy drawled and put the head of John's dick into his mouth. John drew in a deep breath as Randy teased the sensitive tip, trailing his tongue around it. He put the head back into his mouth and sucked it.

"Your mouth feels so good on me. Take me deeper." John begged.

"That sounds so dirty," Randy said and John winked and inhaled as he felt his throbbing hardness sink deeper into Randy's mouth. He moaned softly as Randy pumped the lower half of his cock with his hand while sucking the upper half, both hand and mouth meeting in the middle.

"Oh god, baby. what are you doing to me? It feels so good."

Rand released John's upper half from his mouth and kissed him softly.

"You like?" John nodded breathlessly. Randy smirked and put John's dick back in his mouth.

"Fuck," John whispered as Randy increased his pace. "I'm gonna cum."

Randy released him and stood up removing his jeans. "No no Randy, don't stop. Why did you stop, I was so close."

Randy smiled took off his clothes along with John's Tshirt then knelt back down. " I don't want you to cum so soon baby. I'm supposed to be helping you forget our earlier fight remember?"

"Then put your mouth on me or I won't be forgetting that fight anytime soon."

Randy smirked. "Relax. I got something else in mind."

"Really?" John stated, "Show me."

Randy put John's sensitive cock into his mouth and sucked it He then straddled John, his back to him and slowly impaled himself on John's dick, wincing a little.

"Randy. Are you okay? It's been so long."

Randy smiled and started riding John slowly. He moaned softly as he rode John, picking up the pace as passion intensified. John put his hands on Randy's waist and started thrusting up into Randy, his cock pressing on Randy's sweet spot.

"Johnny," Randy moaned as John hit his spot repeatedly. He threw his head back and let out loud moans as the pressure became almost unbearable. Faster, Johnny. I'm so close."

John erratically thrust fast, both lovers moaning in pleasure, a stream of curses reverberating through the entire living room as their lovemaking became wild. Randy took hold of his cock and started stroking it as John hit his bundle of nerves.

John tried to hold his release back to pleasure Randy some more but Randy's tightness clamped down on him, igniting an inner fire that made it harder for him to keep it at bay. "I can't hold it any longer, baby. I'm going to cum."

"Me too." Randy breathed. It did not take long before both men climaxed almost at the same time. They sat motionlessly, their eyes closed, basking in the post-sexual glory until they came back down, satisfied and boneless.

Randy got off John and rushed to the bathroom where he came back with a wet cloth, and proceeded to wipe them both clean. They put their clothes back on then Randy sat on John's lap and captured his lips in a lingering kiss. They pulled apart breathless and sat silently, eyes locked conveying every emotion they felt. After a long time, Randy pecked John's lips and smiled.

"Fight forgotten?"

John rubbed Randy's thigh and smiled. "Yeah. I was just being a brat, Randy."

"Yes, you were. Please don't fight with me about Sam again. You know how much it bothers me to leave you unhappy."

John's eyes clouded over. "I know and I'm sorry. It's just that sometimes I miss you so much. Then I imagine you making love to her-"

"Shhh." Randy whispered, putting a finger on John's lips." Never. Not like I do with you."

John nodded and looked down. Randy lifted his face and gave him another long kiss.

"I miss you too, baby. I'll be back in a week I promise."

John smiled sadly." Ok. Will you call me?"

"I'll call you every day. I love you so much. "

John smashed his lips on Randy's. Randy felt himself getting hard as he gave himself to the kiss. It was a long intense kiss that was only broken due to the need for air. "How is it that you always have me going from just a kiss?"

John gave a self-satisfied smirk. "Because you're insatiable."

Randy smacked his head playfully. "I'm not insatiable. You're just that good."

John's eyes grew serious. "I love you too, Randy. You give me everything a man could ever ask for and more, and I'm sorry for putting you in a difficult position."

Randy waved his hand in dismissal. "It's okay. We'll figure something out. I'm counting on forever for us."

John's heart raced. "Good. Because I'm not giving you up."

They put their lips together for another kiss until Randy reluctantly pulled away. "We keep doing this and I'll never get to Alanna."

John laughed. "Fine, deny me, You'll come running next week and I might just decide to starve you."

Randy laughed and got off John's lap earning a smack on his ass. He jumped and offered his hand to John who took it. They put their arms around each other in a long tight embrace.

"I'm gonna miss you, Johnny," Randy whispered.

"I'll miss you too, baby. I love you so much."

They stayed locked in the bone-crushing embrace until John clapped Randy's back and pulled away reluctantly. "You've got to go or you'll miss your flight."

They put the bags in Randy's Hummer and pulled into another tight hug, reluctant to let go. John was finding it so hard to let Randy leave because he knew it would be another long lonely week before he saw him again.

He pushed Randy away and whispered. "Go, Randy. Please go before I take you back to the house and tie you to the bedpost."

Randy laughed and stared lovingly at John for a long moment. After a brief kiss, he got into his car, looked at John one more time, then drove off.

John sighed and went back to his house, to another week of loneliness.

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