Part One

"Jeff hun, will ya get up for me?" I asked my fragile lover that lay parallel to me, with his bright head resting on my chest. I brought my fingers down to his lips and outlined them while he slowly stirred to consciences. I grinned at him when I saw his glistening emerald eyes meet mine.

"Morning." He said in a yawn, stretching out his arms, slowing off his muscles and sheer beauty. God was he gorgeous. Well, I suppose you want some background. I'm Adam Joseph Copeland, the one and only, but please, Just call me Adam. I am 27 years old and I am in love with a man.

Yes, to the ordinary person, it's shocking, jaw dropping, and just... weird. But I could care less what other people think. I guess it's one of my perks. If someone wants to take a stab at me, I can handle it, they take a stab at my baby, Jeff's restraining me by the waist while I try to make a lunge for them and rip their vocal chords out. So I suppose you could call me protective, but I don't care. I love my 'lil Jeffro, and that's all that matters, hell, that's all that should matter.

Well, he's 23 years old, 24 in the end of August, damn, I still haven't decided on a decent birthday present.... Back to the task at hand. We used to work for the WWF, you know, the World Wrestling Federation, biggest pro wrestling company in the world. You could say it was more then a dream come true, but I always knew I would make it. I'm quite the optimist, can't you tell? I met Jeff when I first came up to the WWF; we were both young and new... like small children lost in a department store.

The first time I saw him, my eyes were glued onto his figure. He was changing clothes for a match. And damn, he had the BEST body I have ever seen, still does. Well now, after I gloat about working for the WWF, you may be wondering why I say I was working for the WWF.

You see, Jeff and me had to hide our love. After a long 6 months of watching him and trying to determine if he was interested in me, I got the courage to ask him out to dinner, he happily obliged and we ate a most delicious dinner, and I took him home and... well you know... Oh sweet Jesus I'm blushing. See the affect this man has had on me?

Well... we got closer and closer and do you have ANY idea how hard it is to keep our hands off each other in public? NO you wouldn't have any idea, but believe me, it's hard. And Jeff doesn't make it any easier. Sheesh! Well... it just makes it more exciting when we get home though... like last night... alright I better stop myself now. Christ, why do I keep getting so off subject?!

So any ways... one day we were in the locker room and I swear to God I locked that door, and we were necking. Good Lord, blushing again. Calmness Adam... So it turned to heavy petting and we moved to the couch. Yea, we were in the Hardy Boyz locker room. So I'm struggling to get my goddamn belt off (they are such a pain in the ass) and continue kissing him, when the door swings open.

But off course we were WAY to into it to notice and the next thing I hear is a loud...

"WHAT THE FUCK!" Yep, Jeff's brother Matt, with my EX best friend Jay. Oh lord almighty. Matt attacks me, Jeff is screaming for him to stop and Jay just stands there. I was crying, and I say "Jay... help!" And he gives me one look, drops his head and walks out; I haven't seen the bastard since. Some best friend!

So Matt snapped and was yelling and screaming and we were trying to shush him. Wondering what the commotion was- a ton of people walk in. One of them is Vince. Someone fills him in on what's going on and finally, someone (who I still don't know) gets Matt off of me and Jeff runs over and is at my side... Oh Lord.

"Fucking faggots!" Those words still sting me... I remember the taunts and names... Well, Vince got us in his office. He explained to us that we were some of the best athletes, and he was most respectful of us whatever our preferences were, but the others weren't. He told us how he'd seen men killed over this type of shit. He said that our jobs weren't on the line and spoke slowly and clearly...obviously didn't want civil rights on his ass.

But Jeff and I concluded together, later that night; in each other's arms, caked in sweat from my favorite kind of workout; that we had, lots of money... Plenty for two guys... and we decided that us meant more then wrestling. And that's a lot because you have no idea how much wrestling means to the both of us. And our happiness came first.

So we called Vince and told him we quit. He said he understood, we signed some paper work and that was it, freedom! The next few months were a mass blur of spending money, having sex and finding out what living really was... however... do you know how fast you can spend money?

We had both been disowned... alone; we didn't have many friends. We lived in a huge house with lots of shit, but we started to run bone dry.... Not pretty. We had to sell a lot of stuff and Jeff had to get rid of his dog... it was heartbreaking. Our love life suffered, we fought... but mostly, we missed wrestling.

However, we knew there was no way back and sought other jobs. I worked at quite a few places that I try the best to forget... salesmen, that no one would buy from; reporter no one would talk to... the list goes on.

My poor Jeffy was at a Wendy's for 5 long months... and I still apologize for that one. Then one night, I came out of the shower and there was my angel scribbling away in a book. When I asked him what he was doing, he simply mumbled, "writing, shh." And I sat down on the chair and watches his fast hands work the paper.

Two months later, Jeffry had a poetry collection the size of... okay, I can't think of an analogy right now, but it was big. His poems were stunning, and simply brilliant, but then we had a problem finding a publisher for him, do you know badly that our lives sucked?

Eventually, we found a small company that hosted gay male's poetry and was more then interested in his, they loved it. And my God, my Jeffy had a book! They sent him all around at Gay Pride events having him sign books and sponsor gay athletes, which is rather odd seeing as we took the easy way out and quit.

So then he mentions me, and the company went insane! Have the big author being with his "partner" with him and get a bigger pop! And then they had me try writing... oh dear LORD, that was even worse then the salesman job! It sucked... bad... very bad...

And Jeff tried to console me saying it was good... but we both knew the truth and soon they stopped paying for me to travel, and we still didn't have much money so I was left at home. But after a while, Jeff missed me and my honey came home to me. He said that he loved writing, but he couldn't bare to be away from me.

And then... we packed up, got a big ass for sale sign, and found an apartment in a small gay community right outside of New York City... and that's where we live to this day. We have more money now; we sold all the furniture, the Chinese vases, Oriental rugs and other material objects that we held no regard for. We got some basic furniture, a couch and chair, a small kitchen table. We brought our old bedroom furniture.

I'm sorry, but the black canopy bed with sheer black glittery curtains is just too nice to sell. That's the best sex I'm ever had in that bed! Oh dear... blushing again. We've never heard from anyone in the federation again... included Jeff's brother. But we've made some nice friends in our building. Mike and Taylor live next door and we hang out a lot... Mike's gothy so him and Jeff get along... and Taylor and me seem to see eye to eye, so no arguments there.

Jeff likes to go out with them to clubs... I'd rather stay at home and cuddle, but it's nice to go out and be with new people, especially since we spent so much time alone. Right now, Jeff working at a book/music store very close to the apartment, he can walk there... yea did I mention that around here, EVERYONE walks... people scarcely drive- now that took some getting used to. But I like it; it's hard to explain.

Where am I? I work at a small Mexican restaurant down the road from Jeff's store. I really don't have a specific job; I work the bar, and wait tables... basically whatever they need me for. But I prefer waiting tables; the tips are usually nice. Sometimes after work, Jeff walks over and we eat together. But usually I meet him at the store and we go home and do whatever.

And that leads us up to now, my baby in my arms just waking up. I look down at him and smile. It's all worth it...

Part Two

"Hey Adam." He says as he brings his heavenly lips to mine. I breathe in his deep scent, even if it is morning breath, and we share a kiss. Yea, you should see us really kiss. Now that's something that you want to see! He gets up, naked of course, and stretches some more. I can hear every bone crack up his back and see his little morning boner.

He grins and purrs gently and climbs over on all fours. Did I forget to mention that we like to play Liger? Hehe, basically... oh God, you can imagine! *Swoon! * So the next thing I know, he rips the cover off of me and is face to face with my one eyed monster.

"So that's what poked me in the back all night." Yea, that's what pokes him in the back every night. Sheesh! So he comes over closer and covered my whole dick in the heat of his mouth and looks up at me. That was enough to come right there and then. He looks up all cute with my dick in his mouth... Oh lord...

So I buck my hips back as I feel my long length slide down his throat and his tongue goes to work. Now this is enough for any man, but what till you see what my Jeffy can do! And to think he was appalled when I suggested him being a hooker to get money! Well... after that comment we did have some-

"Mmmmmmmmm Jeff!" I moan as soft slurping sounds follow and his hands move from my hips up to my nipples and he nearly rips one off. I yelp and he runs his hands over it smoothing out and goes back to my cock. Oh... his mouth is too nice. He looks so cute when he concentrates on this...

Well, finally, after he gives my balls a nice squeeze, I feel that wonderful tremor and I fill his mouth with my seed, a good amount dripping. He's not quite awake. I watch as he swallows it all and falls on top of me, kissing his way to my lips.

"Good morning to you too." I say as he grins. I take care of his boner and we get dressed for the day.

Jeff always looks casual for his job- lucky dog. He came out in a pair of dark brown, really tight, corduroy pants and an orange polo shirt. His blonde and red hair is pulled back into a professional ponytail and he is only adorned in a thin gold chain. He is holding a pair of nice black shoes he bought last month and he sits on the bed and pulls them on.

I however am in my work uniform. Yep, same 'ole thing everyday. I have on my khakis, which fit well, neither too tight or too loose. And I have on my dark green collar shirt that says Don Pablos on it with the cheesy logo and my hair pulled back as well.

"You look so hot." He whispers as he pinches my ass and giggles. I chuckle back and grab my wallet and keys and walk out. As we walk out, Taylor and Mike are emerging too, being chatty as usual.

"Hey guys." Jeff said making conversation as usual. His hand weaves into mine and they look over and grin, returning the greeting. Jeff and Mike start debating on hair dye... again. Yep, it's the Manic Panic versus Clairol round five million. Taylor and me exchange glances and his hand comes around Mike's waist.

"Honey, I think you look very nice with your dye." He said as Mike beams and Jeff immediately jerks his head at me. Gees, battle zone.

"And Jeff, yours looks very nice on you." I say as he grins and sticks his tongue out at Mike.

"You shit!" He says playfully as he takes off. Jeff drops my hand and chases him down the street as well and I look at Taylor and laugh. He does the same and I just shake my head.

"I think we should switch the dye and see if they notice." I said laughing some more.

"Oh God they'd kill us!" He said. Today was a nice day; it'd be perfect to walk home with Jeff in. There was a small breeze, but it was still a little warm. It had been raining for a few days straight and the nice weather was a pleasant change. Taylor and me went their separate ways and I could get a view of Jeff waiting for me up the street.

I quickly caught up and he gave me a peck on the cheek before opening the shop and I continued onto the restaurant. Sure, going from big fancy lives to little ones is completely different... but I dunno, I like the little lives better. We still run into fans every now and then, it's even rarer we see them since we moved out here...

That day at work was completely normal... I get fifty bucks in tips! I walked out at 8pm sharp- the end of my shift. It was still mostly light out and I started down the old street, looking off the small park on my left. I thought I saw someone, but shrugged it off and kept going. But my eyes kept getting adverted back.

Finally, I turned around and jogged over to low and behold see my young Jeff crying his eyes out under a tree. Immediately I dropped to my knees and held him as he sobbed.

"Jeff, what's wrong?" I asked touching his chin. He shifted his head so it buried in my chest and I rubbed his back.

"Adam..." He said as I have him my full attention, "I miss Matt." The name stung me like poisonous venom; all it spelled was trouble. I was at a loss for words here and he sobbed on, "I've been gone for two long years... maybe he's changed..."

"Maybe he hasn't." I said softly. I heard Jeff wipe his nose loudly.

"Please?" He asked very softly pulling his head so I had to look at his tear stricken eyes that I just couldn't say no to.

"We'll see." I said standing him up. I wiped the rest of his face and held him closely as we walked home in silence.

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At home, a million things are going through my head. Matt... that was the nine hundred ninety nine thousand nine hundred ninety nine of them. Oh God... how can Jeff want to see that miserable homophobe who betrayed him? He was on the bed staring at the ceiling fan move. I walked over and sat beside him staring up as well.

"So... what are we gonna do?" I asked. He shrugged, "Jeff... I really wouldn't want to, but if you do, then I will. You know I'll do anything for you." I said. And it was true; I would lay down my life for him, anytime, any day. I felt his body crawl closer to mine as he kissed my cheek.

"Thanks, Adam." He says softly, "It means a lot to me." I nod approvingly; after all, there was nothing else to do.

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"Oh yea, fuck me Adam!" Jeff yells, it's music to my ears. I pound his cute, tight little ass and look at his sweaty and pleasurable face. What other way is there to end the night without a good fuck after all?

"Oh Adam, give it to me, fuck me hard." I quicken my speed, using my hands to balance myself as I run a sweaty palm down his chest, it's kinda sign language for when I'm going to cum. And boy... this'll be a nice one, I didn't have time to jerk off in the shower tonight... an activity he usually joined me for, but he wanted to write in his journal.

I felt this loving feeling in the pit of my stomach filled with lust as I slammed in him. Going quickly before I came, I grabbed his dick and started to pump him quickly and he bucked wildly against my hand. I was holding back my orgasm to wait for him.

"You ready Jeff?" I asked as he nodded and I let my hand go. My back arched as I shot my load in him and he responded shooting back at me. I slid out a few moments later and crawled beside him, kissing his lips. I caught my breath and reached for the towel I had left at bedside and cleaned us up. He pulled his perspired body to mine and left a lingering kiss on my lips. Was he willing to give some of this up for Matt? Humph, I wasn't! But if it's what he wanted...

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Meanwhile...

Matt tossed in his hot sheets. It was summer in North Carolina and he was so hot it wasn't even funny. Finally, he thrashed his head back to the pillows. His eyes caught site of the only picture with Jeff in it in the room. It was older, right after he graduated. It was Jeff, hugging him on the side, smiling wide. Matt grinned a little. He had loved Jeff... but after what he had two years ago was enough to scare anyone shitless.

I mean, he walked in on his brother and another man! Well... maybe he had over reacted... just a little? But then he remembered the words he had told Jeff and Adam.

"Get out you fucking faggots, I don't ever want to see you again, EVER." And then he slammed his door in their faces. But what they didn't see was Matt landing against it, tears falling, as he slid to the ground.

"Oh God Jeff... I'm sorry." He whispered to the picture, "I only wish I knew where you were now."

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"Chill out Adam, we're not moving! Just... stopping in." Jeff said the next night as we packed bags. We both took a week's vacation and got plane tickets that day. All though we had planned on going to Florida for a week in August, this mattered more to him. Sure, Jeff in the ocean all wet and yummy... wait a sec...

"Hey Jeff, isn't there a beach in North Carolina?" I asked as he smiled.

"Not just beach... Myrtle Beach." He said smiling, "Pack your trunks." I opened the underwear drawer where the trunks were and saw Jeff's favorite outfit... I had picked it up for him and one slightly different for me, in the leather shop in town for his birthday. That night we... oh shit, blushing! See what this man has done to me! He saw me looking at them and came over and wrapped his arm around me.

"Wanna bring 'em? For any alone time we could have?" He asked me with his hot breath on my neck. What was I supposed to say? No? Yea right! I nodded so fast I almost hurt my neck! He grinned and packed them. Oh God... I can breath now. We finished packing and I saw the 3 bags sitting on the floor. We were going to leave tonight, our flight was at midnight, it was the only one we could get.

I changed into a nice pair of jeans and a cute little silk top and waited for Jeff to come out of the shower. He came out in a few minutes in some baggy green pants and a white V-neck shirt with a cross necklace. The dye was washed from his hair and I could smell his cologne surrounding me.

"I look okay?" He asked nervously. I grinned nodded as I walked over and snaked my arm around him, kissing him lightly. He wiggled out and reminded me that we should get going for the flight.

Part Three

We sat in the back of the plane as Jeff clutched my hand.

"Adam, what if he's not there?" Jeff asked worriedly.

"Then we'll just wait until he comes home." I said smiling as his cute little lips perked up and his head found it's way to the crook in my neck. Life doesn't get any better then this, does it? I leaned back and enjoyed the flight, feeling his silky breath. A million thoughts roared through my head of Matt.

I mean, if the last time you saw a man, he broke your nose, wouldn't you be a bit worried? That's what I thought. So I was just lost in what to do and shit. Jeff snuggled a little closer and pulled his free arm across my chest. I could feel the eyes of a few people watching us but they could go fuck themselves. And I was perfectly prepared to tell anyone that messed with us just that. I pet his back softly while leaning back and getting lost in thought.

"Adam? Adam? Adam!" Jeff said jerking me back to reality.

"Yes Jeffro?" I asked looking down.

"I love you." He whispered. I grinned, "No really... you're doing a lot for me." He said softly.

"Shh, I love you too, just think about what you're gonna tell Matt." I said as he closed his eyes shedding my view from his eyes. This could be rough.

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"Flight 207 to Raleigh is now finished and we have arrived at the Raleigh International Airport. Please remove your seat belts and exit. Thank you for flying with us and come back again." I stood us up, waking Jeff up from his slumber. We got up and walked off the plane last. We got our bags and hailed a taxi...

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"Adam... maybe this is a bad idea." Jeff said as we stood at Matt's doorstep. His car was in the driveway and there a few lights on, so we knew he was there. It was three thirty AM... not the hour to be calling someone out to see his long lost homosexual brother and his lover.

"Jeff, we came all off this way..." I said as he clutched my hand, closed his eyes and rang the doorbell.

The next 20 seconds were agonizing silence as a few lights flipped on and footsteps led down hall and the deadbolt was unlocked. The rest was slow motion. The door opened very slowly and Jeff and me were face to face with a sleepy Matt Hardy.

"Jeff?" He said as he opened the door. He's gonna hit me, I know it, he's gonna smack my- what the hell? He grabbed Jeff who let go of my hand and held him tightly.

"I was so worried..." He said stepping outside with Jeff still in his arms. That's when I knew that this was right. I but my lip as they slowly parted, each wiping tears from their eyes. Matt looked at me, right at me. I looked at the ground.

"Adam." He said slowly. I felt myself take a loud gulp, "I'm sorry for how I acted." He said calmly, "It was wrong of me, I don't know what came over me."

"I understand." I said smiling as he smiled too.

"Come on, let's get inside." He said opening the door and taking two bags. I grabbed a bag and we all walked inside. I'd seen the house a million times before when Jeff lived here, but it looked so different now. The furniture was moved around and a few more pictures were on the walls... I thought it was new carpeting but I couldn't tell.

"I suppose you'll want to stay together." He said as he put the bags in Jeff's room. Jeff nodded and pulled my arm around him. I snuggled him closely and Matt tried to look away, but was watching from the corner of his eye.

"Can we uh... talk? I'll make some tea, meet you in the living room." He said as he backed out and shut the door partially.

"That went a lot better then I thought it would have." Jeff said and I agreed. It had. He reached up and lightly pecked my cheek. We walked to the living room and sat on the new couch; he cuddled up in my arms. Matt looked in the living room, before he came in with three glasses. He set two down by Jeff and me and sat next to Jeff, who was still hugging me.

"Well... uh..." He said as he looked over, "I just want to apologize for everything... how I acted... what was said... the whole deal. It's not my part to judge." He said, "I was just in a... rage and a bad mood and I wasn't thinking clearly and after you were gone, I couldn't track you and I didn't know where you went..."

He babbled on with me and Jeff nodded occasionally. I listened carefully, which is hard to do with Jeff's thumb tracing around my nipple. He kept his eyes fixated on Matt who was just talking about how the past few years had been and such.

"Matt, it's okay." Jeff said, "We don't need any more excuses!" He laughed and played with his hair for a moment.

"Well... will you stay here? Please Jeff, I can't loose you again." Jeff looked at me. I really didn't want to leave our new lives... I mean, all our friends, we had whole new lives! New people, jobs we kinda liked... they weren't bad. We had a community where we could be ourselves... And I told Matt all of that.

"I understand... but... I miss you guys." He said sighing heavily.

"Matt... I don't want to leave our house, it's so nice, and neither does Adam, right hun?" I nodded, I didn't think I should get too involved.

"But Jeff... I need to be with you, you're my best friend!" he said. Jeff looked at me, and I knew what he was going to say. I sighed, not really wanting to oblige, but I nodded.

"Come with us." Jeff said. Matt looked like he's been told he had cancer, "Our small apartment has a spare room, we just use it for storage, I missed you too." He said pulling from my arms and taking Matt's hand.

"But Jeff... you live in a... you live in a gay community." He said softly, "I can't live there..."

"Yes you can! You dress straight, talk about girls, you'll go by fine... please Matt?" He asked. Matt bit his lip nervously.

"Let me think about it." He said. Well, it wasn't a yes... it wasn't a no either though. Matt suggested we just talk some more, which we did. Jeff weaseled up on my lap and we talked about how we had been for the past two years, and he listened quietly. Jeff caught him up to recent as I gave Jeff a sip of the tea.

"Sounds like you've been do'n alright." He said patting Jeff's leg, "Well... I'm gonna head to bed and think about your... offer. Night." He said as he got up and put the glasses away. Jeff snuggled up closer when Matt was out of site and let his lip graze mine back and forth a few times. Finally, he pressed his up against mine softly and moved his jaw a bit. I responded with the same thing as his arms draped over me. His head started a casual bob against my mouth. I slowly crept my hand up his shirt and rubbed his tight muscles, moving my hand up to his neck. He opened his jaw wide and I probed my tongue in and flicked it around before his fought back.

Using this distraction, my hand slowly moved down his back and slowly made its way down his pants so it held his tight butt just slightly. He grew excited and kissed harder, his hands holding my hair. He pulled his head back and his hair and exposed his neck. I licked my lips before gently sucking on it and nipping lightly. He moaned under his breath while my hand massaged his ass and I trailed small kisses around. I pulled his shirt up and over his head no longer caring quite where I was and kissed down his arm. I pulled my hand from his pants and took a pinkish nipple in my mouth, sucking slightly. His hands roamed my chest, fighting to unbutton my top.

He finally got it off in succession and pushed me back on the couch, attacking my mouth and upper chest with his perfect lips. I grabbed him by the necklace and yanked his lips back to mine, feeling their wet tenderness and gripping him from behind the head. I felt him fiddling with my belt, trying to get it off, becoming forceful when it wouldn't budge. He swore at it and such until finally I helped him get it off. He ripped my shorts off with it and wiggled out of his own.

"Jeff... what if Matt comes in?" I asked. He looked around, grabbing me, both of us naked, and pulling me to his room and he shut the door. He threw my down on the bed. Man, my baby was dominant today! He jumped on top of me and went back to my mouth, but now I could feel the deep probing of his hard cock on my stomach. He squirmed down in-between my legs, licking the whole way. Then his hot mouth covered my dick.

"Oh Jeff!" I yelled probably too loud as he sucked gently and ran his hands down my thighs. My hips bucked back at him begging him to move faster. His head looked so cute bobbing up and down like that. He spread my legs after and ran his tongue down and around until finally sticking it in my tight little hole. I groaned and tossed a bit under I felt 2 fingers enter me. He moved them around and angled them so they hit my sweet spot.

"FUCK." I yelled loudly at the sudden bolt of pleasure and jerked around. He grinned and pulled his fingers out. He walked over to our bag and got a bottle of baby oil, our favorite lube, and popped the cap as he crawled back over. I heard him coating himself in the lubricant before inching towards me, adding more liquid to my ass, moving more fingers inside me.

"Fuck me Jeff!" I yelled not caring at this time who heard us. He grinned as he spread my legs wide, and smiled at me. God I loved his smile. I felt his cock at my entrance, teasing me. The little fuck was teasing me. He did this for like... a good few minutes. Finally, I shot up and grabbed his cock in my hand and yanked him forward. He left out a yelp as I grinded demands through my teeth. He nodded and I wailed back down. He chuckled as he shoved his full length in me. The chuckled turned to groans quickly as he slammed in and out of me.

Yea, we have a mutual fucking agreement, hehe. Someone didn't like being a twink all of the time. With each thrust he put more into it as he yelled and groaned and tossed around, me doing the same below him. Finally, I felt him tighten up inside of me and his movements slow down. I arched back as his flood came, emptying into me.

"Oh Fuuuuuuuuuuuck!" He yelled as I pet his forehead and he collapsed over me. I slid from under him and a few jerks and I came too, us laying a sweaty mess in the bed. I found a shirt on the floor and picked it up, cleaning us off. We shared another kiss and fell asleep.

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"Hey guys... oh hey..." I opened an eye to see Matt standing in the doorway. I quickly yanked a blanket up over us, naked and tangled, me blushing. Jeff slowly woke up, clinging to me under the covers.

"Um... yea?" I asked with my voice cracking.

"Well... I think I may take you up on your offer... I'm starting to pack." He walked out as me and Jeff exchanged looks.

"I love you." Jeff said grinning, knowing I wasn't thrilled about this.

"Yea yea." I said laughing as he punched my arm, "Sheesh, I love you too, God." He laughed and nuzzled back up against me.

Part Four

I yawned and stretched and saw Jeff was gone from my side. I heard talking and lots of noises from the living room. I stood up, grabbed a pair of shorts from my bag and made my way to the living room.

"Jeff... I can't just slap a for sale sign and go!"

"Why not?? Here's the number of a real estate. Just call them, they'll sell it... move with us!"

"And the furniture?"

"Package deal?"

"I want my bed..." They went back and forth picking stuff up. There was already quite a bit of boxes sealed up and the kitchen looked mostly empty.

"Hey Adam." Jeff said looking up from a huge video collection packing he was doing.

"Hey." I said as they immediately gave me a job to take stuff off of a shelf. Talk about moving fast.

** That Night**

Fwew, am I tired or what? We worked all day! Now we're relaxing, ha ha! That involves Jeff cuddling in my lap and Matt watching TV. He better get used to this scene if he's gonna live with us!

Well, we got an agent and she's gonna sell the house while Matt moves in with us. Most of the furniture's gonna sell with it... it's over all gonna be kind of cool. Random sex with have to be kept to a minimum... but other then that...

"Adam!" Jeff woke me up from my trance.

"Sorry hun." I said looking down and seeing Matt was gone.

"I SAID that Matt left to rent a movie." He said as I nodded, "We'll go back home in about week or so when he's ready." He said.

"Alright." The next thing I knew, I was on my back on the floor with Jeff on me smiling widely. I bucked my hips sending him in the air giggling and crashing back down to my chest. He grinned and kissed my lips lightly as I took in his scent.

"This is gonna be interesting isn't it?" I asked. He agreed with me. It was going to be interesting.

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"Alright... here are some ground rules." Jeff informed Matt on the ride home. I don't believe a week could go by so quickly! The house had sold to some wrestling FREAK in like... 4 days! A bunch of his stuff was in a storage thingy in town, he decided to some back for it later. Now we had his truck filled to the brim with his stuff. I was driving, Jeff in the middle, and Matt beside him. The cab behind us was so high I couldn't see over it, but even if I could, I doubt I could look over the back of the truck filled with stuff. He was just lucky our house was pretty empty.

"Rules? Where am I? Camp?" He chuckled as Jeff followed.

"No... but keep in mind how your surroundings are going to be."

"Jeff, I can accept the way people live." He said, yea right. He says that NOW.

"Just listen. No staring, no commenting, nothing rude! Act straight unless you want someone hitting on you."

"I am straight..."

"Shush. You are going to be living with us... imagine me living with you and your girlfriend." Heh, I guess that was the random acts of sex coming into play. Oh yea! I completely forgot to mention the most important thing! Sheesh. Well, while my baby's babbling, I guess I'll tell you.

Matthew Hardy here is no longer a wrestler. Yea, can you believe it? Says if he couldn't tag with Jeff, there was no point for him to be there and up and quit. Whoa! We were shocked at that! But hey... I'm not one to judge after all. If it's what he wanted...

"Okay?"

"Don't worry Jeff!" Matt said. I turned the stereo up and got on the freeway.

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"Jeff! We were so worried!" Mike said as he ran over to Jeff who was lugging about six bags and jumped on him, sending him down the hallway as Taylor peeked his head out of the apartment.

"Mike! Get in here! They are obviously busy!" I chuckled as Mike got up and Jeff picked everything up.

"Hey man, I missed ya!" He said as Taylor came out.

"Hey Tay, Mike, this is Jeff's brother Matt. He's gonna live with us for a while now." I said introducing them. Taylor went to shake Matt's hand. Matt dropped a few bags and took it.

"It's a pleasure." He said smiling as he scolded Mike for a minute.

"Hey, you guys mind helping us carry stuff?" Jeff asked, "There's a greenish truck down there besides my car, there's a few boxes in the back..."

"No prob." Taylor said as they walked down the hallway. Matt grinned and Jeff got his keys out and opened the door. Matt looked in before making his way around. On the car ride here... that had been a little interesting. As soon as we came in the city, there were a bunch of guys necking at the park. And people holding hands. I told Matt about there not being too many cars.

"Nice." He said. Jeff showed him his room and moved some of our stuff out of it. It was small... but not too bad.

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"Jeff, where do you want this?" Matt yelled from the room. He was moving all off our stuff we had in there. Jeff got up from the box he had and ran in there as I continued stuffing clothes into drawers. He came back giggling with a box. I looked at him as he got back on the bed with it and opened it for me.

"Oh God." I said laughing as I peered inside. It was a box filled with some of our erm... interesting toys. Jeff crammed it into a drawer and the cleaning went on. Jeff wanted to have most of the things put away before midnight... it was already eleven. There were a few more boxes we had to put away and Matt was started to put his bed up. There was a dresser in the room already for him which Jeff had put some clothes in for him.

We got a lot of things done in the next hour. Really all that was needed left to do was to put the rest of Matt's things away. His small twin bed was covered in the flannel sheets and the dresser was halfway filled. There were a few outfits in the closet along with the TV and stereo system in the room. Most of his stuff that was big was in the storage shed thingy back in Cameron. We'd deal with that later.

"Matt ya hungry?" I yelled from the kitchen. I'd made some eggs for dinner- no one was very hungry. He yelled back that he was fine and just wanted to sleep so I let him go. Jeff came up behind me and snaked his arm around kissing my neck. I grinned and turned the burner off.

"Mmm smells perfect." He commented while I put the eggs on plates and set them at the table. We sat down and ate quietly. After we were done, I set the dishes in the washer and turned it on before flipping the light off making most of the house pitch black. I walked down to our bedroom where Jeff was already stripping off his clothes in crawling in bed. I stood at the doorway watching his beautiful body as he carefully put his pants in the laundry basket and pulled back the sheets. I took this as my opportunity to sneak up behind him, spearing him to the bed.

He let out a small shriek as I pinned him down grinning. He squirmed beneath my weight and I let my lips graze his, but only allowing them to linger. I stood above him on my knees and tossed my shirt aside. I felt his eyes on my as my hands fumbled with my pants, finally tossing them aside with my socks. We climbed into bed and went back to the gentle kissing. His hands grabbed me by the back of my neck and pulled me in. I let our lips part and exposed my neck and he quickly went to work on it.

I knew I was gonna be marked tomorrow the way he was going. I gasped as he bit down hard on my neck, but not hard enough to draw blood. He tongue circled the pain and his mouth covered it, sucking away while his hand fumbled with my nipple. My one eye peered to see the door open as I tried to stop his raging hormones.

"Jeff hun, maybe we shouldn't tonight." I whispered close to his ear, "It's your brother's first night here and all..." I added as he sighed knowing that I was right. He pulled me down to the covers and rested his head on my chest. I grinned and reached over to click the lamp off and pulled an arm around him. I kissed him on the top of the head gently and pet his hair before he slowly drifted off.

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"Beep! Beep! Beep! Welcome to Z103 the hottest music of today! Now, we have another hit by the newest band which I really-" I slapped my hand on the alarm to shut it up. I swear; Jeff slept right through it. I don't know how he can. I shook him a little trying to wake him, but he didn't so much as wiggle.

"Jeff." I said as he slowly came to. He looked at me, then the clock, then me again before diving back under the covers. We hadn't gotten much sleep.

"Come on." I persuaded, "You got to get up." I added.

"Do not!"

"So!"

"Not!"

Enough's enough. I ripped the sheet from him, giggling as his cock stood on end and he frantically fought for the blanket.

"Come on Adam! It's cold! Gimme!" He yelled as I poked his chest pointing out his hard on. He scoffed and snatched half of the blanket from me turning on his side. I ripped it from him again and he flew out of bed, crashing to the floor. I scooted over and looked over the edge. My mistake. He pulled me by the shoulders as I went over as well, landing on top of him. He giggled and I arched my eyebrow.

"Jeff, we're late as it is." I said. He gave me that look. You know THAT look. Yea, the one where you know you're in deep shit now. He pushed me against the bed and stomped up, snatched some clothes and slammed the bathroom door. I didn't exactly feel comfortable fucking him all the time with his brother around... or vice versa. I scratched my head and got up, making the bed carefully. That was one of my quarks, a neat bed. I pulled the black sheets back and put all of the pillows in a perfect pattern, and fluffed the canopy until I was satisfied.

I yawned and got some clothes from the closet and walked to the bathroom. If I knew him, it was unlocked. Which it was. I opened the door quietly and set my clothes by his. I could see his shadow in the shower washing his hair. I pulled back the curtain so I could get in and went behind him wrapping my arms around him.

"I'm sorry babe, I just don't feel comfortable yet with Matt around." I said. He turned around and put some shampoo in my hair.

"I understand... until things get more settled I'll lay off." I thanked him and we continued our shower. I kissed his cheek and got out, leaving him to shave and perk everything. God, it was like I was living with a woman. I dried my hair and pulled on my work clothes as he got out after me. In the kitchen, there was a pot of coffee boiling and Matt sitting down with a mug.

"Hey, I didn't want to wake you." I said sitting at the table as he handed me a glass.

"It's okay, Jeff's commotion got me up." I apologized seeing as it was partially my fault and he sat at the table as well.

"I was going to erm... you look for a job or something." Matt said. My eyes focussed on him and I saw he was dressed. Someone worked fast. I told him a few good places and he listened carefully... but something deep down told me he still didn't support me and Jeff a hundred percent...

"Matt, me and Jeff aren't going to be a problem with you are we?" I asked getting straight to the point my mind was babbling around.

"Adam, if it was, I wouldn't have came." I took that as enough as Jeff made big ass entrance to the kitchen, sitting and finishing MY coffee, already dressed as well. I looked at the clock, time to go. We stuck the cups in the sink and headed out, Taylor and Mike leaving as well.

We made out usual thing, I walked over to Taylor and Jeff ran to Mike, everyone babbling on. Matt walked behind as I turned around and motioned him to come up. He quickened his face to catch up with Taylor and me.

"Taylor was just telling me about this store that was looking for help." I said as his ears perked up and Tay went on to tell him about it. It was a clothing store, past my restaurant and to the right. I slowly made my way to Jeff before wrapping my arms around him from behind and setting my chin on his shoulder.

"What you talking about?" I asked. We were nearing his shop; I wanted to get some words in with him before the day started.

"Oh, Mike was telling me that if I used foil instead of plastic when I dye my hair next time, the color comes out better!" He said enthusiastically. I chuckled, leave it to Jeff.

"That's great." I said grinning as he spooned his small body to mine and we got to his place. I gave him a small kiss and he pulled his keys out to open the place up. And the walk continued...

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"Copeland, get table 7A." Someone from the back yelled. I pulled the apron on and walked out through the doors and let my eyes go to the small person at the table. They were alone, that was odd. Usually this place had couples. I got out a notepad and grinned widely.

"Hello, my name's Adam, can I take your order?" I asked as he looked at the menu that had already been at his table. He mumbled off some orders and I wrote them. The familiar jingling of the door rang and I let my eyes up shocked as hell at who I saw. I stopped writing, he kept talking, and the whole world seemed to slowly stop. What the hell was he doing here?

Part Five

"Adam?" He said as he walked up. I swallowed hard the large lump that had formed in my throat. He looked so bad... what happened? The mad just stopped seeing us as I pulled him close. He was all bloody.

"Jeff, what happened?" I asked holding his sobbing body.

"This man came into the store and robbed us, he tried to kill me." He was crying wildly against me. His arm was a deep red. I told him to follow me to the back where a few people stopped and ran over. I told someone to call a paramedic and I got Jeff to sit down and found a town and wrapped it around his arm, holding hard enough I was sure his entire arm was numb by now. A few minutes later I heard a siren coming near as I tried to get Jeff to stand up, his face as stained with tears. I lifted him up, still holding the rag one handed and went to the front where there were some EMTs were. We got him in the ambulance, but they made me ride in the front.

The ride seemed like the longest ever. The closest hospital was twenty minutes away and it started raining, hard. They cleaned the blood off to show a two inch slice in his forearm that was bleeding a little less. His face was very pale; he'd lost a lot of blood. We finally got there and they rushed out, he was now on a stretcher. They took him inside, I was close behind but when we got in they refused to let me go back.

"I'm sorry sir, family only until he's settled in." After arguing with her for a long time, I finally sat on the couch, trembling wildly. I found a pay phone and quickly called Matt on his cell phone and explained everything. He said he'd be right over. In the mean time, I paced the room, getting dirty looks from the nurse. The hospital was out of our little community and in a big city. I guess "our kind" wasn't very welcomed. I sat down and sunk my hands to my sweat-covered head. The time flew quickly. At first I thought "just a few stitches, he'll be fine" but then the whole... blood loss soaked in. My shirt was caked in his blood... the dark red stain. I slowly took it off, feeling odd in a shirt of him as I set it aside and buried my head again.

In a few minutes, I felt soft, large hands on my shoulders. I brought my tear-stricken eyes up to Matt's. He looked very upset as well, he was in a messy state like I was.

"Matt... you need to talk to her... she won't tell me anything." I said as I wiped my nose and fluffed my hair from my face. He pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to me as I watched him walk over to the front desk and identify himself. The nurse bitch looked up at him and spoke for a moment and gave him a clipboard. He came back over and sat beside me, with a mournful look on his face. The first thing that went through my head was "Oh God, he's dead." Matt filled a bunch of stuff out on the paper.

"Adam, what's your address?" I told him. He asked me oodles of questions and took the papers back up. The nurse spoke to him again as he hobbled over.

"She says that they're stitching him up." He said. I felt a huge sigh lift from my chest. He's not dead... he's not dead... he's not dead... "You can see him in about fifteen minutes... as long as I'm with you. He's got to stay over night and they'll release him in the morning. I nodded, soaking it all in. The next fifteen minutes droned on very slowly. I sat perfectly still until the bitch nurse coughed and Matt and I stood up. I walked slowly behind him as she led us down a hallway and pointed at a door. The door was closed and I saw Jeff's name on the outside.

"Open it." We said at the same time. I bit my lip and pushed the door in. Jeff was laying in the bed with his arm wrapped tightly in white gauze. He must have been pulled out of his trance when we latched eyes. His room was white as cotton from the sheets to curtains and his hospital gown. He looked miserable. I stared at his face for a moment and saw wet trails down his rose cheeks. I ran over and embraced him, holding his frail body, thanking God he was alive.

"I was so scared." I whispered. I gently let him go as he fell back to the pillow and Matt stepped up.

"Jeff?" He inquired softly. Jeff looked up... and they just looked. No words. Matt dipped his head and I think they both knew exactly what each other was thinking. And for a moment, I was jealous because I didn't know if we could ever have that kind of bond... chances were that we couldn't.

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"Adam, go one home and sleep." Jeff told me. It was getting dark and I was seated at a chair beside his bed holding his soft hand.

"Jeff, I'm staying with you." I said as I bent over and kissed his cheek. He smiled and I knew I'd won. His head cushioned in the soft pillow and his eyes slowly closed. I kissed each one of his tender eyelashes until I heard the soft breathing of him in a deep sleep escape his mouth. I leaned back with his hand and closed my eyes.

But I couldn't sleep of course... too much was on my mind. I could have lost Jeff... he could have died... gone. Vanish... dead.

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The next morning, Jeff was really pale... and quiet. I asked him what was wrong but all he said was that he was a little tired. His arm was covered in gauze and I was given instructions when to change it and such. I listened and signed some papers and we were free. Matt had gone home and brought back some clothes for Jeff and me. I wanted to help Jeff dress, but he wouldn't let me help at all, so I let him go. But I could see the pain in his green eyes that stung every time he moved his arm.

"Ready?" I asked him. He nodded and I helped him up, Matt was bringing the truck up to take us back. We walked outside and I pulled my arm around him. His body limply fell to mine and his head rested on my chest. He was very frail... more so then usual. I lifted him up and got in the truck, sticking him in the middle and me in the passenger seat. However, Jeff weaseled closer to me. The police had came last night, but the nurses said no questions until today... that's when they were coming over.

I rubbed Jeff's side slowly as Matt pulled out and started driving. The road passed quickly and the silence of the car didn't help. We slowly entered our small city and pulled into our apartment building. Matt parked and got out... Jeff wasn't moving.

"Jeff..." I said snapping him out of whatever kind of trance he was in. I opened the door and pulled him out with me, his arms immediately clinging to my sides and I put an arm around him. Matt opened the front door and I carried Jeff up stairs to our room and set him on the bed. He looked so helpless on the bed but the only thing I cold say was that the police were coming over in an hour.

I lay beside him on the bed and gently kissed his ear, but he didn't react at all. I got up and told him that I would make lunch, he didn't answer. I just sighed and walked out, shutting the door a little. Matt was in the kitchen putting a sandwich together and we latched eyes.

"How is he?" He asked me.

"Not too good." I replied as I pulled the bread out of the cabinet and a jar of peanut butter and jelly. I quickly made him a sandwich and sliced it diagonally and setting it on a plate. I went back to the room to see Jeff. He was lying on top of the black covers in the canopy bed with his body flared around. I sat beside him again and offered the sandwich. AT first he pushed the plate away until I snaked my arm around him, pulling him close. I offered the plate again and he sighed, giving in.

I offered the sandwich and he opened his mouth, taking tiny nibbles of the pure white break with his teeth. He finished half and pushed the rest away, at least he ate something after all. The next little while passes slowly until I heard the buzz of someone down stairs. Matt let them up and I got Jeff to go out to the living room. The police officer looked at me and said he needed to be alone with the victim. I didn't like him calling Jeff the victim. Matt and me went to the back, neither one of us wanted to leave Jeff with that awful looking man. We sat in the back, not exchanging words as we tried to hear him asking him questions, but barely any sound came through.

Finally the creek off the door came and I walked back out to the living room. There was Jeff, on the couch with a paper and his eyes full of tears. I ran over and wrapped him up in my arms. This was not a good thing. I rubbed his back and told him that maybe he should lie down. He agreed and I took him back to the room. I pulled his shoes off along with his socks and kissed his toes. I undid his belt and pulled it along with his pants down and unbuttoned his shirt, disposing of it as well.

I pulled the sheets back and laid his body in the silk, kicking my shoes off and crawling beside him. I undressed and held him closely. When he first ran away, so to speak, we used to do this a lot. Just... hold. The dark curtains prevented most of the light form seeping in the room. I gently rubbed up and down his arm. It started to slowly rain outside- I could hear the pitter patter against the window frame as I pulled the cover up further on us and stared at Jeff's lovely sleeping face.

The rapid fall of the rain continued through the day and night. They were predicting it for all week. That was just great for those of us that walk to and from work every day. Jeff was quiet most of the day, and I think Matt got jealous seeing as Jeff clung to me like a magnet. I let him. After all, he had been in a life-threatening situation and could have died; he was lucky that all he got was some stitches. Eventually, we got him to eat some spaghetti for dinner and settle back down on the couch and watch a little TV.

The night grew on and the rains, of course, continued on. It was about 2 in the morning when I heard a knock. Now who the hell would be at our door at two in the morning? I set Jeff back carefully on the couch, Matt was in a chair reading as I got up. Thinking it had to be Mike or Taylor, seeing as we didn't buzz anyone up, I opened the door, but what I saw shocked me even more.

There he was, soak and wet, his clothes clung to his body, his long blonde hair, just like mine, plastered to his face. He was drenched and had a blank look on his face. His eyes looked the same as ever.

"Jay." I said with tears welling up.

"Adam." He said as I pulled him tightly, holding his body as if it was a dream that would soon slip away from my hands. So many nights had I hoped he would come back... he had been my best friend.

"Oh my God." I whispered pulling him in and shutting the door as we embraced again. He was unusually quiet, but I said nothing except that we should get him some warm clothes. Matt and Jeff had looked up equally shocked. I ran to the bedroom like a bat from hell and got him some clothes and gave them to Jay. I ushered him to the bathroom while he changed. I sat outside he door, looking at my now wet clothes and quickly slipped into new clothes to warm me up.

I ran to the kitchen and put the kettle on and by the time I came back, he had changed. We looked at each other for a minute... I mean, what do you say to someone you haven't seen in over three long years? Someone you used to see every day of your life? Someone you could tell any thing to, but are suddenly at a loss for words? My lips folded in again to stop the tears as I pulled him back again. It was the only thing to do after all. I pulled him to the kitchen and got him to sit at the table as the water hissed and I made some tea, handing him a glass.

"Jay... what are you doing here?" I finally asked as he sipped at the steaming cup.

"I don't know... I came to see you..." He said, "Here, let me explain." I placed my cup in my hands and listened intently to the rest of his story.

"That day when you left... I didn't know what to say. I mean, what could I say? There was my best friend in the whole world kissing another man! I mean, come on! So... I just reacted... It was horrible of me, I know, and I am deeply sorry Adam. But you've got to understand what it was like for me. So I quickly just got the fuck out of there for a few days and collected myself. I stayed at home and thought... a lot. I thought I had it all planned out... what I was going to tell you. But by the time I figured myself out, you were gone.

"No one knew where you were, no one knew how to contact you. And I gave up. Yes, it was cowardly, I know. But what else COULD I do after all? I wrestled for the next two years until a back injury. I fell off a ladder wrong... very wrong, and a disc in my back fucked up. It was bad... I was told never to wrestle again. Even though I wanted so badly to go on, I quit. I mean, it was hard enough without you three... there was no point any more. I had enough money to keep me happy for a long time.

"So I went through rehab and now I'm "healed" though they said I'd never be the same. But that's what they always say. And last night I was just sitting there thinking about you... a picture re-called my memory. And I just left. Well, I called Matt first to see if he knew. But no one answered. So I called Amy and she said that she had an idea of someone. And she called around... and here I am." I felt my tears welling up again. God I could be such a crybaby.

"I missed you." I said softly.

"I missed you, too." He replied. I looked over and saw Jeff and Matt watching with large eyes. I stood up and bent my neck back, letting images soar in my head.

"You can sleep out here tonight... Matt'll go into his room. I'll get some blankets and such." I said. I walked over to Jeff and gently urged him up and helped him to the back room and set him down, pulling a blanket from the closet and getting him one of my pillows. I set the couch up and Matt went back to his room.

"See you in the morning Jay." I said as I turned the light out and crawled back with Jeff.

Part Six

I gently let my lips touch Jeff's forehead. His body was right up against my chest with my arms tucked gently around him, securing him beside me. The sunlight was just seeping through my window beside the bed and reflecting just right on my angel's face so that a heavenly glow reflected off of his tan flesh and highlighting his gorgeous features. His broad shoulders stuck out a little bit showing off his strong muscles. I could her the gentle noises of someone walking around the linoleum floor in the kitchen. It was probably Matt... he liked to get up early.

I was tempted to go check on Jay, but I didn't want to leave Jeff. His arm was propped above me- I had been extra careful of his stitches, not wanting to disturb them and make things worse then they already were. I leaned my lips down a little further to catch his gently for a moment, before pulling back. He opened his eyes and looked right into mine.

"Morning" He said as I pet his hair, wishing him good morning as well. He snuggled down and closer, putting his face up against my chest. I ran my fingers down his back and rubbed the tired muscles. I told him I was going to go see who was up as he grunted. I pulled the covers over him and pulled my shorts on. I slowly made my way to the kitchen where Jay was sitting quietly at the kitchen table, sipping some coffee. I smiled and sat beside him.

"Hey." I said looking straight at him. He set his cup down and looked up at me sadly.

"I'm sorry."

"For what?!" I said shocked, what on earth did he have to be sorry for?

"For just showing up and probably screwing up all your plans or something... I shouldn't have come... I don't know what I was thinking." I reached my arm over and pulled him close. I watched as he set his glass down and turned his head to me.

"Jay... do you know how long I have been praying you'd show up at my door like that? I missed you so much... Jeff was really what kept me going. And I remember that day... when you walked in and saw us... I didn't know what to say to you. I thought you were angry with me, or disgusted at me."

"Adam, I was your best friend... I would always back you up on whatever you want. He said. I sunk my head back in thought and slowly brought it up.

"Hay, this isn't me wanting to do something, this was a completely different lifestyle and... it's just different." I said, "Not something that I need backup on... something I need support on." We sat there in an eerie silence while I tried to sort myself out and I guess he was doing the same. In the back bedroom, I could hear sounds of Jeff and Matt getting up and ready.

"Listen, we'll finish our talk later... they're coming." I gave him a final hug before pulling back and walking back to Jeff. He was in the bedroom trying to make the bed one handed. I grinned as I slowly crept behind him and wrapped my arms around his waist.

"Good morning beautiful. Here, let me make the bed, you just sit there." I said gently tugging him away. The gauze on his arm was a little loose, but I could fix that later. I quickly threw the covers around and guided him to the bathroom and got some medical tape out and fixed him up.

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"Hey Copeland, how's Jeff?" Greg, one of the other's at work with me, asked.

"Oh... he's alright. Got a shit load of stitches." I said, "But he's at home resting." I waited the next table and went on with my normal day, making sure that id Jeff or Jay even attempted to call, I would know about it. At the end of the day, I walked home alone, I could see another storm approaching. I quickly jogged home as the light sprinkles started to speckle my dark shirt and the pace of the downfall quickened. I reached the doors to the apartment just in time, as a crash of lightening hit and rain flooded down.

I reached my room and pushed the key in the door, sliding it open. Jeff was on the couch with Matt on the chair, watching TV. I grinned and slowly went up behind Jeff, bending over from behind him and gently kissing his cheek

"How ya feeling?" I asked

"Well, I've been better, but I'm surviving." He said.

"Have ya eaten yet?" I asked, as he nodded his head no. I told him that I'd start him dinner. Just as I walked to the kitchen, Jay walked out. He was in one of my large T-shirts with a pair of swish pants. His hair was washed and laying on his shoulders.

"Hey." I said smiling as I started to pull ingredients out from the refrigerator.

"Hey... how was work?" he asked and sat down at the table. I told him about it... after all, he probably was curious. He told me about his day, he called down to Tampa and told Chris to watch his house for a few days. I slid a tray with garlic bread on it into the oven and put a lid on the sauce while the spaghetti cooked. Jay filled some glasses with iced tea that was in the fridge. I walked back over to Jeff and sat beside him, pulling his head into my lap. His emerald eyes glazed dead ahead still. I heard Jay slowly walk over and sit on the floor.

"You can sit on the couch, Jay." I said. He looked up at me and after a minute or two, he sat on the couch, lifting Jeff's feet up and resting them on his legs. Jeff's stitched up arm was resting on a pillow and I softly kissed his forehead again. About ten minutes later, the timer went off and I got up and started to put food on the table.

"It's ready." I said. Everyone slowly got up and got their plates, I got Jeff's for him, and we sat down at the table. I tried to help Jeff eat, but he kept pushing my hand away, trying to feed himself left-handed. Finally, after much discouragement, he nudged his plate towards me and I twirled some pasta on the fork and slowly brought it to his lips.

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"Jeff, you gotta shower." I said coming back to the room where he was laying on the bed with his head in a pillow. Something was wrong.

"Hun? What's wrong?" I inquired as I shut the door and sat beside him. I rubbed his back and he jerked away. A large sigh came from my mouth.

"I can take care of myself." He said. Oh gees.

"Jeff dear, look at your arm... I think you can handle having me help ya out for a little bit." I said as he grunted, "Besides... any other day you would beg for me to help ya out in the shower." I said with a crooked grin as his face lit up a little.

"I guess..." He said. I helped him up and put a little plastic wrap on his arm to protect it... kinda took the mood away, but it had to be done. Matt and Jay were doing the dishes and I quickly hauled Jeff into the bathroom, shutting the door and sitting him up on the counter. Our lips met briefly and passionately while my hands hurried to scurry the fly on his pants down and let them drop off his feet and to the tiled floor. He kissed me again and I fumbled to discard of my work pants and quickly unbutton my shirt and toss it aside. His good hand ran down my chest to my pants and grabbed my swelling bulge.

"Oh God, Jeff." I moaned softly while getting off his and my shorts and starting the shower. I turned my head and captured his mouth again. His legs wrapped around my hips and I pulled him into the shower with me where the warm water softly pelted onto our skin. I stood him up and invaded his mouth, forcing my tongue in and out of his hot mouth and tracing his lips. He was up against the slick shower wall as I went down on him, licking every inch of the way until I reached my destination.

He moaned in ecstasy as I slowly covered his length in my mouth and bobbed my head. He had his one hand securing his body on the wall while his hips arched toward me, making me swallow more of him. I gently ran my tongue over and around his length while moving my head. He moaned softly as his legs shook a little. I quickened my pace and reached one of my hands around to squeeze one of his heavy balls before moving it on to grip his firm ass. I found his delicate entrance and probed one of my wet fingers in him. His cries increased as I tried to get my movements going at the same pace and motion.

"Adam... Oh... Adam." His cries made me just work harder before I was rewarded with the taste of his salty essence that flowed down my throat and I willingly drank him up. His body slid down the tub, exhausted and unable to hold him up any more. He smiled, and I scooted down from my knee position so we were both facing each other. Out tub was huge, thank god. We'd taken advantage of that more then a dozen times. He kissed me and I knew he could taste his cum on my lips. His tongue circled my mouth before falling forward and laying his head on my forehead.

I pet his hair gently before wrapping my arm around him to hold him. The water splashed down our bodies as the heat started to give out and the water was getting cold. It's what we get for getting in the shower last. I quickly washed him off and got us out, snuggling a huge fluffy towel around Jeff. He leaned forward and kissed me again. I slowly ran the white towel down his body, drying him off before helping him into his boxers. I removed the plastic from the gauze and helped him up on the counter. I slid some shorts on my still wet body and found a few rolls of gauze, medical cream, and tape. Jeff swung his legs a little as I kissed his toes lightly. His arm was a bit red and the stitches looked agonizing over his wound.

"It's not as bad as it looks." He said as I spread some cream over it and rolling the gauze on top of it, watching as the white cloth swallowed up his arm. I put a lot of tape on to secure it. I kissed him again before he slid off the counter.

"Do you wanna go watch some TV with Matt and Jay?" I asked him before opening the door.

"Only if you promise to hold me in your arms." Awwww! Oh goodness, that was one of the sweetest things he'd told me in days.

"Of course." I said. He smiled and took my hand. I opened the door and put my arm around his waist and walked out to the living room. Matt was sprawled out on the floor with a blanket and pillow and Jay was laying back in the chair. Good, my couch was vacant. I sat on it, pulling Jeff on me, and pulling he blanket that was on the back of the couch, down over us. His head rested on my chest and stared at the TV. For once lately, everything was finally coming together.

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A few hours later, Jeff said he was tired so we got up to go to bed. We walked in the room and shut the door as we backed me up against it, attacking my lips again. Talk about catching me by surprise.

"What? Didn't think I'd return the favor?" Oh goodness, just shoot me! His mouth caught one of my nipples and he tugged on it with his teeth. He stood back up and held my hips, rocking me in motion with his hips, also grinding our hard-ons together in a truly exotic way that only Jeff could pull off. He pulled me to the bed and pushed me onto the edge and yanked my shorts off, he wasn't fooling around tonight. His tongue caught the tip of my cock as he swirled it around and continued to go to work on me. His good hand was holding onto my leg and my hands were in his hair, pulling him in deeper.

"Jesus Jeff." I said. His hand moved up and got my nipple again as he began to massage it gently... then not so gently. The pink bud hardened instantly, peeking out while he worked away on my left one. His slick and tan body went to work beneath me while he climbed up on me and on the bed.

"Jeff, come on, finish me off." I begged, I was at his total and complete mercy now.

"I want you to cum in me." He said...oh Jesus I thought I was gonna cum right THERE. But animal instincts kicked in. I threw him on the bed and climbed on top of him, sucking away at his neck and biting roughly.

"You been a bad Dog?" I asked. He growled lightly as I held his head in my hands and aggressively kissed him, biting and gnawing away. I went back to biting his neck before moving down and getting his nips. I spread his legs as I moved down, growing lightly, that sort of thing really turned him on... and me in the process. I licked away at his erect cock, veins sticking out and the entire thing hard as hell. I found his entrance again and started to bite it softly at first before gaining speed and brutality. He whimpered as I ate him out before sticking my tongue in his ass.

"Oh God almighty...." He wailed. I pulled my tongue out and bent over, fumbling on the floor until I found the bottle of baby oil- they was randomly scattered around the apartment. I quickly lubed up my fingers and turned Jeff over so he was on all ours. I watched the liquid run down his crack slowly as I balanced myself. No games tonight, we both needed this way too much. I quickly warmed him up for my cock before lubing that too. In one giant shove, I jammed me completely into him.

"Oh Lord, you're so tight." I thrashed and started to get a movement going. I held onto his hips to keep me even as I started to fuck him wildly. My cock slammed in and out of his tight ass and it was just music to my eyes. I could never have enough Jeff. He was still withering beneath me and I reached over and tried to grab his cock, but we swatted my hand away. Instead of worrying about it, I just went back to fucking him, each thrust coming more powerful then before and bringing me closer and closer to the edge.

"Adam, you almost hit it, fuck Adam!" he cried as I grinned. I angled myself and slammed in roughly, knowing I just pushed his prostate roughly. He wailed loudly... and I knew Matt and Jay had heard that one but I was way too much into that to care right now. I continued to pound his spot as he screamed and moaned beneath me before I finally felt my orgasm building him. I started to move quickly, trying to get as much in as I could before I came.

"Jeff... I'm gonna cum in you." I said before stopping and shoving myself in all the way and spurting away inside. I thrashed around on top of him in a heavy load before exhausted, and sweaty, falling on his back. I slowly pulled out and lay next to him, immediately questioning his arm. Takes skill to do all that with one hand. He insisted he was fine as I jerked him off again and we laid in a sweaty and happy mess. I closed my eyes tightly. It just didn't get any better then this.

I woke up in the middle of the night later. I gently pried Jeff from my arms and went to the bathroom. I got a glass of water and drank it down before I heard the TV from the living room still on. Jay must of fallen asleep with it still on. I walked out there, surprised as hell to what I saw. There was Jay and Matt on the floor, sharing a pillow and blanket. That wasn't too unusual... they may have been cold... or or... I don't know, but there were clothes all over the floor, they were naked... and hugging. And it didn't look like a friendly manner... I stared blankly. What the fuck went on out here?

Chapter Seven

Oh God... what do I do? What do I do? What do I do? Okay... leave... now. I made a bolt for me and Jeff's room and shut the door, breathing heavy, trying to convince myself nothing happened out there.

"Hmm? Adam?" Oh shit, Jeff was up.

"Right here." I walked over and got back in as he put his arms around me, hugging again. I just stared at the ceiling. Matt... and Jay... that's impossible. They're both perfectly straight... straight as an arrow... straighter! Maybe... um... they just... fell asleep and were hot? Then why are they so close... and why wasn't Matt in his room... and oh god...

"Adam, go back to sleep, it's three a.m." Jeff said softly. Yea, sleep, I wish I could. Jeff can't find out... "I'm gonna go to the bathroom."

"No!" I shot out quickly... and loudly. He looked at me in shock, "I mean... uh... er.... I'll go with you." He looked at me oddly.

"I don't need help peeing, Adam." He said

"... Yes you do. You're right handed... and I just scrubbed the floors... and the toilet... and with your left hand... your uh.... Aim could be off." I said praying to God that he'd buy it. He got up and I followed him, oh thank goodness it was pitch black. This wasn't gonna be easy to cover up.

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Needless to say, I didn't get any sleep last night. Not a wink. This was insane, I was seeing things. That's the only think I could think of. I had hallucinated. But when I went to the kitchen and they were in there drinking coffee... flashing googly eyes, I thought I was gonna die.

"Uh... hey guys." I said as they looked up.

"Oh, hey Adam." Jay said grinning. Jay was never happy in the morning.

"Yea, hey." Matt said, "You want some coffee?" I suspiciously got me a glass and sat down.

"So... you two weren't up late after we went to bed?" I asked.

"No, not late at all." Jay said quickly. I nodded and took a sip of the steamy coffee. Why were they so quiet? What's going on? God damnit...

"Morning!' Jeff's voice rang through the arguing in my head. He gave me a light kiss and sat down beside me at the table after he got a glass of orange juice. Jeff didn't like coffee.

"Good morning." Matt said. I was still debating if I should ask Jay... I mean... I HAD never told him about Jeff... but... I saw them... Oh goodness, did this need to be so difficult? I finished off my coffee. It was Saturday, no work.

"What do you guys wanna do today?" Jeff asked.

"Oh... we can just lounge around, you and Adam need some time to yourselves." Jay said. Oh yea, I'm sure they're the ones who want time.

"Really? Oh! That'd be so cool, are you sure? I mean, Jay you came all the way up here to see Adam!" Jeff said

"No! I insist, go on." Before I could even protest, Jeff was dragging me down the hallway saying we were going shopping and then we were going clubbing that night and have "the whole day to ourselves". For ONCE all I wanted to do was stay home... okay, I wanted to stay and snoop... but I just wanted to know.

"Here Jeff... I got a better idea." I said as he started to pull outfits from the closet. He spun around and looked at me, "How about we stay here fore a while, the good clubs aren't open until late any ways. And... I'll plan a nice evening for you." I suggested. He looked at me, examining my idea. Finally, he agreed, making me very happy. I kissed him lightly and promised him we'd have a really nice time tonight. He scurried off to tell Jay and Matt as I got out the phonebook and phone and started to call places.

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"Are you guys sure you don't want to go out with us?" I asked as we sat and ate lunch, "I don't want you cooped up here either... you can go clubbing with us!" I felt Jeff's elbow sharply jab my leg a little, but I ignored it.

"Well..." Jay thought as Matt looked at him.

"Maybe... we could meet you at a club or something..." Matt said as he and Jay concluded. I grinned, yea, the only clubs around here are full of men... I'll have to find out then... right? Great, now I sound like an evil snoop, well I'm not!

"Great!" I exclaimed. We finished eating and everyone left but me and Jeff as I started to do the dishes. He came up behind me and pinched my arm.

"Ow! What was that for?" I asked as I continued washing.

"What'd ya do that for? I thought tonight'd just be you and me!"

"I couldn't leave 'em Jeff, it's rude." I said, "Besides, there will be tons of people at the club, we won't even see them. And I'm still taking you out before that, so no worries!" He kinda snorted and walked into the living room. Oh, he'll forget sooner or later. After the dishes were done, I found him in the living room playing the Playstation. I sighed and turned to see Matt's door shut with the light on. Come on, I wasn't gonna listen in on their conversation! I'm not like that. I just went back to my room and set some clothes out for later.

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"Jeff... we have to leave soon." I said as I walked into the living room. Jay and Matt were in the living room with him, sitting on the couch, watching him STILL playing that blasted game. Jeff briefly looked up when I walked in. I sighed and got up behind him. He looked up again and shut the game off. I followed him back to the room.

"Jeff... I'm sorry." I said as I scooted forward and kissed him. He looked at me and smiled, kissing me back.

"How should I dress?" He asked as I chuckled lightly.

"Well, we're gonna run back here before we go out to the club, but first we're going out to eat, so dress rather nicely." I said. He got some clothes and ran off to the bathroom. I'd already showered to I pulled out my outfit. It was a pair of nice slacks and a blue silk button down shirt. I combed out my hair and put a bit of cologne on and finished getting dressed.

Jeff came out looking stunning as usual. He had on some mildly tight black pants and a also tight black metallic collar shirt with some of his sexy 2 inch black pump boots on. He had on a silver chain necklace and a few rings with his blue hair pulled back to a loose ponytail. I stuffed my wallet and took his hand in mine.

"Ready?" He nodded and I checked my watch. We should be just about on time. We walked out the front doors where a horse and carriage sat in the street, glowing in the darkness. He gasped.

"Oh Adam... you shouldn't have."

"Yes I should have." I lightly kissed his cheek, "Anything for you." The man in the carriage hopped down and opened the door. I led Jeff in, getting in after him as the small door shut. It was a page right out of a fairy tale. There was a black horse leading us while we sat in a black hooded carriage.

"I feel like Cinderella." He said chuckling. I kissed his cheek again.

"Does that make me Prince Charming?" The ride was gorgeous... not to mention perfect. Jeff spooned against my body as I let my hand rub his arm. I had covered his stitches in some black gauze I had found at the grocery store so it blended in with his shirt.

"Where are we going to go eat?" Jeff asked me. I zipped my mouth as he protested and hit my arm. I answered him with a deep kiss. My lips parted his and allowed me to snake my tongue into the bliss of his moist, warm mouth that explored it's velvety depths.

"I love you." I whispered huskily.

"I love you, too." He replied as we went back to our position with him curled up against me. The buggy came to a stop and the lights of the restaurant glowed through the thin material of our coach.

"Mariettas? Oh Adam, you shouldn't have." He kissed me again lightly as the driver opened the door for us and I led Adam out. I paid the man and gave him his tip as I led my beauty into the glass doors and the romantic environment.

"Copeland for two? I made reservations for 8:30." I said to the man in the front. He looked over his list.

"That'll be five minutes Mr. Copeland." He said. I thanked him and sat down with Jeff by a bench.

"I don't believe you brought us here." He said softly, "This place is so expensive."

"Jeff, order whatever you want." I'd been saving up some money for months now so I could bring Jeff here. It was the fanciest restaurant in town, but from what I'd heard, it was well worth the money. My name was called and Jeff and me were led to our table. It was by a window, with a candle lit in the center. I pulled out Jeff's chair as he sat down and took my own seat.

"What would you like to drink?" Our waiter asked. I pointed out a wine on the menu that I couldn't pronounce quite.

"Ah, a superb choice. I'll be right out with it. You gentlemen look over the menus." He walked away as I picked up the beige and gold menu and glanced over it. It was really expensive, but anything for Jeff. I saw his intent green eyes scanning it happily. And that look made it all worth it for me.

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I took a sip of the wine in my glass. Jeff's foot had been playing with my leg for twenty minutes now as he was beaming across the table. I poured him the rest of the wine in the bottle. I scooted my chair over and picked up his glass, bringing it to his lips as the crimson liquid poured into his mouth and we shared a brief kiss.

"Well, are we almost done? We're still going out tonight." I said. He wiped his mouth and nodded as I paid the check and we went outside. A minute or so later, a black limo pulled up. It wasn't the best around, but it was still nice. Jeff squealed beside me and got in. I told the cabby where to as it took off down the road.

"That was delicious." Jeff said. He kissed me again, his soft hands finding their way under my shirt and rubbing my pecs roughly. I moaned against his lips as he crawled over me, sprawling my body. My hands reached around him to grip his ass in my hands and move up and grip his slick hips. This time, his tongue invaded my mouth, running over my teeth and gums, tangling with my own tongue and flicking around. The limo came to a stop as he hopped off me and straightened himself out.

We went inside and I told Jeff we had to be quick because I was paying the driver by the hour. I yelled for Matt and Adam and heard no answer. I yelled again and looked in the kitchen. They left a note saying that they'd meet us there. Suddenly I didn't care, I didn't want to share Jeff with any one any ways. He was in the bedroom already getting dressed.

"You look so damn hot." I said softly. He was in some really tight black leather pants with another pair of huge cloggy boots of his. He was pulling on a black sheer sleeveless shirt with several necklaces covering his neck. He had on quite a few bracelets and his hair was down and flowing softly on his shoulders. I slid into some really tight fake leather red pants and a tight black tank top. I took off my good jewelry and put on a cheaper watch with my wallet stuffed in my back pocket. I slid in his ID with mine so he wouldn't have anything sticking out of his pants- there'd be plenty of that later. I took off my nice shoes and got some black leather ones and laced them up quickly. We ran out the front and down the steps where the limo still was with the driver there. He opened the door and we got in as he drove off. Everything was going perfectly.

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"ID?" The man looked at Jeff. I pulled it out for him and the bouncer looked at it before letting us in. He'd seen us before any ways. Inside it was wild as usual. The music was flowing, people were bouncing around and screaming and it was just perfect for us to let go.

"Ready?" I asked Jeff. He smiled and pulled me out into the massive crowd. It was so busy, I should have expected it, it was Saturday night. A fast song came blasting through the speaker system and Jeff got to life. He stood in front of me, throwing his hands in the air and swaying wildly. I laughed and started to dance with him, keeping one eye out for Jay and Matt. There was the large platform with some guys in little leather Speedo's with cowboy hats dancing around. Now THIS was the life. I grabbed Jeff and spun him around, grinding my cock into his ass He backed his butt up before turned and yelling loudly.

"Let's get some drinks!" I agreed and we walked off to the bar and I ordered two beers, handing him one. He walked up the steps and I followed him up so we could over look the scenes from the top.

"Do you see them?" I asked.

"See who?"

"Matt and Jay. Do you see them?" He nodded no as I sighed. We sat at a table and drank our beers before Jeff wanted to go back down. We got back in the crowd. At first I was skeptical about bringing them to a gay club... but now I think they blended right in... oh God, something else I still had to talk to them about.

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"Hey Adam! Wanna join the mile high club?" Jeff whispered loud into my ear as he wrapped his arms around me.

"I'm an active member." I said loudly back as he chuckled. I could smell the DEEP scent of alcohol on his breath, though I probably reeked of it as well. As we fought through the crowd again, towards the back, the people got t a lighter flow.

"I gotta go to the bathroom, wanna come?" Jeff said grinning widely.

"Why Jeffry, I do believe I would like to go with you." I laughed as he pulled me along, and then I distinctly saw Matt. I turned around again, trying to figure where I was. Whoa... no more beers for me. I looked against the wall again and saw him there, sitting on the ground. A table was blocking my view, Jay was probably beside him. I dropped Jeff's hand and told him I'd meet him up there as I walked over. Sure enough, there was Matt with his head against the wall and Jay's head in Matt's lap with his eyes closed. Matt looked up at me shocked when he noticed me.

"Oh... hey Adam..." He said stuttering, "Jay just had a bit too much to drink."

"I'd bet... you got this or do you want me to do anything?" I asked.

"I got it, if I need you, I'll just find you." He said as I walked away. They did look pretty damn cute together though... I sighed and kept walking up the steps, nearly falling. I went to the bathrooms, also known as random public acts of sex. And found Jeff standing in the corner trying to horde off some guys that were obviously trying to hit on him. I buffed myself up and walked over putting my arm around him and staring them down. Needless to say, they backed off.

"Oh my big strong man." He said as Jeff kissed me. I backed him up against the wall, kissing him harder and gripping his hair.

"Hey... why don't we get go'n home." He said wiggling a brow. My eyes glazed over as I shook my head, "Besides, I owe you a LOT for tonight." He kissed me again and I thought I'd cum in my pants just THINKING about what he was going to give me at home.

"Let's go." I said grabbing his arm tightly.

Part Eight

I opened the apartment door in the darkness of night as Jeff pushed me up against the wall, his lips attacking mine with a strong passion. He took my lower lip in his and gently sucked while his hand moved down my body, in my pants and groped my ass, softly kneading the flesh. I reached my hand under his shirt and pulled it up over his head, tossing the cloth aside. I pushed him at the stomach gently, our lips still adjoined as I shoved him over the back of the couch so he fell on it and I fell on top of him. He moaned against my lips and I pulled him down to the floor. I took one of his perfect nips in my teeth and tugged it into hardness before sucking on the perked bud. I laid gentle kisses around it and twirled my tongue over the delicate skin. He groaned above me as I moved onto the other one and gave it the same treatment.

He pulled my shirt up and off then and turned me on my back. His hot mouth enclosed my right nipple and he wen to work, making me look like an amateur. He skillfully gnawed on the end sending a bolt of pleasure through my body. While he chewed, his tongue swished around to its boundaries and he sucked roughly.

My hands tangled with his messed up hair, moving his head in a circular pattern around me. His emerald eyes looked up at me lustfully as I flung my neck backwards, enjoying the feeling of Jeff's heated mouth.

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"Jay Jay?" Matt asked at the club over the loud music. Jay opened one eye from it's resting on his lap.

"Hmm?" He asked as the fluorescent and black lights bounced off the white on Matt's tight shirt.

"Do you... I mean..." Matt stumbled with his words for a few minutes, "Does Adam know?"

"I don't know Matt... he won't admit it if he does." Jay answered as he scooted up in Matt's lap, "But who cares if he knows."

"Yea but, after the big deal that we both made about him... it sounds almost hypocritical." Matt said as Jay reached his hand up and cupped his face.

"Don't worry about it, come on, let's go hit the floor."

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"Oh God Jeff, right there, little lower, Ohhhhhhhhhh" I moaned loudly as his fingers grazed my prostate, "That's it, that's it, harder, damn you Jeff, come on, stop the fucking teasing!" His fingers happened to steer away a few times leaving me vacant and wanton. I arched back against his fingers as he stuck a third in.

"How's that Adam? Do. You. Like." With each word he pounded me spot harder as I twitched beneath him, completely at his mercy.

"Yes, yes, FUCK YES." I yelled back at him.

"Do you want my hard cock in you? Tell me, beg me." He said as I continued to whither below him.

"Please Jeff. Please fuck me." I begged. He snickered and I sunk my head further into the pillow. At some point in time I couldn't remember we had gotten into the bedroom for fear Jay and Matt would come home. I felt him breathing on my neck as I panted and could feel his erection up against my entrance. I was on the verge of going insane if he didn't get that cock in me. Finally I felt my insides tighten as he slowly pushed in me.

"Ohhhhh God Jeff." I groaned louder, "Pound my ass, I've been bad, teach me a lesson."

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Matt put the key in the door as it swung open with Jay beside him; both covered in sweat from the night out. The moans were immediately heard as the two men looked at each other.

"Do they have to go at it every night?" Jay asked

"Yea... every night." Matt said, "Mornings, after work, after dinner..." Jay sighed as Matt chuckled and shut the door, dead bolting it behind them. He flipped the light on to see a trail of clothes to the couch were pillows were disheveled and spread everywhere.

"Couldn't even make it to the bedroom." They chuckled again as silence overcame them and they looked at each other. Matt could feel Jay's arm on him. The other night was nothing, they just fell asleep... yea right. They both had known what had happened.

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Matt's POV

Okay, so Adam and Jeff excused themselves to "sleep". Yea right, they excused themselves to go bang each other over and over... and over again, all night long. So we were lying around on the floor watching TV in our shorts. HEY it was hot and the air is never on. So we were lying there and it starts. "It" also known as... ahem.

"Ohhhh Adam!"

"God, you're so fucking tight Jeff!"

"Give it to me! Fuck me with that big cock of yours!"

"Right there?"

"Ohhhh yes yes yes! RIGHT there, oh God, keep going!"

Yea, you try and listen to that every night without getting a little wired! I mean, sheesh, they could at least TRY and be a little quieter, minding that there are other people in the place! And I sigh and look at Jay, and oh God... he just looked hot. His hair was all tossed and totally drool worthy. And then I like mentally smack myself, I mean, Matt, you are straight, straight! You don't like guys. Man, I've been in this place for too long.

And Jay's looking at me too, with those big, adorable, loveable eyes. And I'm nervous! Me, Matthew Moore Hardy is nervous! Now I know the world has lost it. And I'm biting my lip! I mean, how much more insane does it get? Oh, a lot, trust me. It gets a lot more insane. I smile, to try and break the ice. I mean, what else was there to do? Not much if you ask me. And the next thing I know...

"You look a little tense Jay."

"Yea, ever since I left I've been a bit stressed out."

"Yea, I hear ya, here, maybe I can help? Whenever I'm all stressed Jeff always rubs my back, just a thing we've always done. It kinda started with my mom, she used to do it and then she died and Jeff took over. They really help." And the next thing I know, I was behind him and rubbing my palms into his way strained back. I mean, not to brag, but I do give a pretty nice massage. And I'm kneading his shoulders and all, getting him to loosen up... in the dark... with the sounds of Jeff and Adam having sex coming through the wall as if it were made from paper. And Jay sighs and leans back a little. I let my fingers trail down his vertebrae, rubbing each part as I go down... and pretty damn TOO soon, I'm at his butt. And just as I start to go back up...

"No... keep going down." I must have just sat there for ten minutes, looked really dumb in the process.

"Are... are you sure?" I asked, my voice cracking like I was back in puberty.

"Not if you don't wanna... I'm actually a little curious..." I was beyond curious. So... my hands crept down millimeter by millimeter, down his shorts under I felt the tender flesh of his ass... and I have to admit... it felt pretty damn nice... all soft and smooth. And I started back to the massage, caressing his butt cheeks and I heard a soft gasp exhale him as I ran my hand over his hole, I hadn't even realized that I had done it until it was too late. Then I saw his neck; it looked so vulnerable, with his soft blonde hair accenting it. I pushed his hair aside and first just let my lips touch it. I remember it faintly tasted like strawberries (I then remembered the strawberry shower gel Jeff had in the bathroom) I slowly advanced, letting my tongue swirl around, tasting him, seeing if he was okay with it.

He sighed lightly, and I took that as a yes. I started to kiss all over his neck, and he dipped his head back, just a little. I didn't like being in control like this... but at the same time the new idea fascinated me. I began to make trails of kisses from the edge of his strong and broad shoulders to the tip of his ear. Then I found the crook of his neck, where my mouth seemed to fit perfectly, and I bit down, sucking and biting gently. His head tossed all the ways back now and rested on my chest as I continued to gnaw away on his flesh.

"That's so nice." He whispered softly, and I was just so happy to be pleasing him. My hands seemed very awkward and I did the only thing I knew to do with them. I started them at his hips and slowly arched them forward and up, seeking out his tender nips and rubbing them into hard buds. He gasped and urged me to go on. The speed of my mouth increased, as did my hands and I started to coordinate their motions.

Then he pulled away.

I thought for sure I'd fucked up and he was going to tell me it was a horrible mistake and we never should have done it and that it was all my fault and that we should never speak of it again. But nothing like that happened.

He turned around and faced me, I remember studying his face intently, why had I never noticed how truly gorgeous this man was? How could I be so blind? He put his hands on my shoulder and started to bring his head closer. He stopped once or twice, obviously unsure of what he was going to do, but I was waiting and I closed my eyes.

Then I felt it.

It started with is gentle breath on my lips, a gentle, soothing breath. Then his lips came into contact with mine; their soft texture melted right into me. And then, we kissed. It was a kiss like no other I had ever experienced. I had always thought kissing a man would be rough, but this was tender. In fact, it was softer then with a woman. It made me shudder from sure pleasure. His lips felt so incredibly nice I was tempted to pinch myself and see if it was all a dream and this wasn't really happening. But I opened one eye and it was really happening.

I couldn't tell you how long we sat there and just kissed... it must have been over an hour, just kissing. It was like a drug, I just couldn't get enough of him. Finally, I couldn't resist the urge more and I let my tongue reach out and touch his lips. His jaw widened and I slowly invaded his mouth. I felt everything I could from his perfect teeth, the roof of his mouth, to his own soft tongue that was smooth and delightful.

And instincts came over me and I pushed him backwards so he was lying on the floor and I continued to kiss him, rubbing our bodies together. The feel of his smooth skin against my own, his hot, sweaty body below me. His hands were at my hips, holding the elastic to my boxers. The heat of our mouths were still combined and the touch of his hand so close to growing erection made me want to devour him with my mouth as his hands snuck under and held my ass, his finger trailing up and down my crack.

"Oh God, Jay" I whispered up against his body, it was hot. One of his hands reached up and got entangled in my hair, pulling my head tightly to his, we were kissing to hard I was already imagining the blue and purple that would cake my lips the next morning. Slowly, he inched my boxers down, I felt them sliding over my skin slowly until I was fully revealed. This time he turned me over so he was on top of me. He gave a final tug that pulled the rest of the cloth off of me. His honey eyes trailed my body, taking in every inch of it.

His silken index finger trailed down the center of my chest, running through my chest hairs, teasing my already perked buds, and dancing around my hardness. I was driving my head, which was insane with lust, into the hard floor. Finally the top of his finger trailed on my base before gripping me in his now sweaty hand. I knew a little pre sum had been leaking for some time as his finger toyed with it at the tip of my cock, his finger scraping into my small whole causing me to become yet more pushed over the edge.

One of his hands was at my hips, holding my arching back down. His head slowly dipped, his tongue briefly touching me, melting into me for a few mere seconds. For an instant after that, his eyes met mine, assuring me that he had a handle on things. At this point all I wanted was him to shove my whole big hard as a rock cock down his throat. His tongue snaked out and lapped up and down my cock with a few long, lasting licks. His hand that had been restraining my hips moved to touch my balls that were growing in more and more need of release, but part of me held on to the little sanity I had left, wanting this treatment to go on. Any doubts I ever had about gay relationships was now gone, out the window... why the hell hadn't I gotten myself into this earlier? If I had known it was this good... Oh Jesus, look how I'm thinking already.

"Fuck!" I said a little too loudly as he looked up at me instantly.

"What's wrong?" He said quickly, stopping all movements.

"What's wrong? Get... my... cock... in... your...mouth... NOW." I said slowly and clearly. He smiled and winked at me. He fucking winked? This was not the time for winks! Finally I felt the hot pleasure of him taking me in and started to bob his head up and down. Shocks of sheer luxury rang through my system. This time I snaked my hands into his now perspired golden locks and guided him around. For two amateurs, we weren't doing half bad here.

"Oh God... Jay fucking keep going." I groaned loudly, enjoying what was now the best feeling of my life. The room started to spin and I felt light headed, I knew it was coming... too early, but veins were sticking out of my cock and I thought for sure I would explode if I didn't cum already.

"I'm cuming..." I warned expecting him to head for the hills. He didn't stop! "I'm CUMING." I said again loudly, this time thought it probably sounded like "Ohhhh I'm cummmmmming." Or something along those lines, still, he didn't m budge... and I lost all control.

"Oh Jay Jay!" I yelled as I arched my back, shooting my load in his hot, desirable, very busy, mouth. It had to be the longest orgasm I could remember having at this point in my life. I just felt like it would never stop, seriously. I blacked out twice, just for a few seconds...no woman ever made me black out... makes ya wonder don't it? Finally, the room stopped whirling and my head became a little more normal, and there he was, his head collapsed on my stomach, little white drippings of cum on his goatee. He looked so damn cute. I grabbed him by the chin, pulling his head up to mine and giving him a loving kiss, tasting my own salty essence in his mouth and on his lips, and then I licked up the remains on his chin.

"That was so fucking hot." He said as I nodded softly. After I caught my breath, I turned him over, I mean, it was rude not to return the favor right? My hands were shaking so badly, I pulled his dark red silken shorts down to his ankles before tossing them off and staring at the most beautiful man I had ever seen in my life. His peach cock stood on end with his light rosy end leaking a little and his pink nipples also sticking out. His hair was tasseled and messed up, his gorgeous eyes glazed over. His chest was covered in a well-earned sweat.

I glanced a look at his desperate body and lay soft kissed up and down his penis, feeling the softness of the flesh, but the hardness beneath it and tasting the perfection of him all at once. It is unlike any feeling I have ever encountered. Slowly I advanced to lapping him all over with my velvet tongue, to covering as much of him as I could with my mouth and sucking happily, reaching down to squeeze his balls, heavy as they were.

After a few mere minutes, he was cumming in my throat. I wasn't ready for it, he hadn't yelled out like me, his small gasps and moans were the only thing verbal he did, and I nearly choked form the surprise. I was so embarrassed to see it running down my face, I was desperately trying to cover his wild cock with my mouth, finally, just as he was finishing up, I caught it, yet is sticky cum was already everywhere. I wiped off my chin and licked my hand before getting his lower stomach and crotch. I shared another kiss with him as I ran off to the kitchen to get a wet towel.

"Oh Adam, oh yea, give it to me!"

"Again?"

"Oh yea, ride me baby, ride me like a cowboy."

"Whatever you say partner."

Oh dear God, they're having western sex now? What's next? On the plus site, I was rather relieved that they couldn't hear us, they were so busy fucking and all. I pushed it to the back of my mind and got a towel wet and went back to Jay on the floor, who was still calming down. I ran the cold towel over his lower torso and cleaned him off, then getting myself. When I came back over again, he was laying under a blanket on the floor with two pillows from the couch. I crawled beside him and kissed him again before we fell asleep.

And that takes us up to now... me and Jay home from the club......

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"What... what do you want to do?" Jay asked Matt while they stood in the living room, looking at each other, lust in their eyes.

"What do you wanna do?" Matt asked him in return.

"Oh... you know exactly what I want." Jay said dragging Matt into his bedroom and locking the doors before they undressed.

Meanwhile... (back in Adam's POV)

Jeff lay in my arms as I reached down and kissed his wet face. The covers were a mess, I knew I shouldn't have washed them this earlier. He looked so beautiful beside me though, it made it all worth it.

"Wanna go again?" He asked. I sighed, he has got way too much energy... who ever said that was a bad thing? I kissed him deeply, turning him on his back. It was gonna be a long night.

Part Nine

"Hmm? Jeff?" I asked turning my head. He was on his back with his eyes open and staring right at the ceiling. I turned my whole body and looked over at him again, waving my hands in front of his blank eyes.

"Adam..." He said swallowing hard, "I went to go to the bathroom a little bit ago... and... I head somethings..." I quickle attempted to come up with an excuse, no way could he find out now.

"That's just Mike and Tay, Jeff, you know how rowdy they can get and their room is so close..."

"No... it wasn't." Shit... he knew! I breathed in, we both knew... Matt and Jay were still clueless- thought they were still in the dark.

"Adam... my brother." He said as I let out an "oof" as he plunged onto my chest, his eyes watering, their salty tears flooding my sweaty chest.

"Why are you so upset? I thought you'd be happy..." I said in a calm and soft tone.

"You knew." He growled koudly, oh shit. Before I could breath, he stood up and dragged me by the arm.

"We're going to talk to them right this minute." He said.

"Um... after we dress?" he scoffed and through some pants on as I did too and he dragged me to Matt's door. He looked at me, mixed expressions on his face, as he turned the knob. Locked- no shit. Jeff dropped my arm, his other still tightly wrapped in the gauze; I was very surprised it hadn't fallen off all night. He pounded loudly on the door and massive shuffling followed.

"One minute!" Matt yelled as I distinctly heard the closet open and shut. The door opened with Matt standing with his head peaking out the tiny crack that was so small, I couldn't even see a crack of the room.

"Yes?" Matt asked softly. I turned to Jeff who was suddenly wordless. Jeff blinked and clung to my arm, shaking slightly as he looked at Matt.

"You..." He stuttered out, "And... I can't do it." He ran off back to the bedroom as Matt peered at me stunned and upset.

"I'm sorry." I said softly as I ran after him. He was buried in the pillows, his whole body nearly bouncing from its trembling. I sat down beside him and rubbed his back slowly.

"Jeff? Are you okay?" I asked, of course he didn't answer me. I scooped him up, setting him in my lap as his tears once again, covered my flesh and his strong hands gripped my shoulders. I let my one arm go up and down his back and the other pet his hair, trying to calm him down a little.

"Why am I so weak?" He asked in a stirred up voice.

"Jeff, you're not weak, you were just taken my surprise." I said, "Just let it go... I'm sure what you did to them scared the hell outta them. Remember when we were caught?" I said as he paused, recalling the awful event. He breathing slowed down to a minor shake.

"Maybe... I'll just... let it go... until they're... ready." He said slowly. I sighed and pulled him back to the bed, the sunlight started to peak out through the windows and I thanked God I didn't have to go to work today.

"Whatdaya say we get some sleep... and I'll take you to church... and breakfast." I said. We hadn't been to church in the longest time, believe it or not; we used to be regulars... God seamed like our only friend. After all, He wasn't judgmental, right?

"I'd like that." He said. I smiled and pulled the cover back over us and nestled his head. Before long, his sleepy breath covered the room and I quickly followed.

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"Oh my God Oh my God Oh my God" Jay repeated over and over again as he paced the room. Matt sitting on the bed with his legs crossed watching him, both of their faced stained with tears.

"What do we do what do we do what do we do?" Matt repeated as well. Finally, Matt got a hold of himself and pulled Jay down with him on the bed.

"They can't judge us... they ARE gay... we're just... we're just... I don't know but... we're not GAY... are we?" Jay said

"I don't know..." Matt said, he was ready to rip his hair out root by root by now. They had made a desperate attempt to clean the room. That involved making the bed, picking up clothes, and just fixing everything to make it look fine.

"Maybe... it wasn't even about that... maybe Jeff wanted to say something else..." Jay said trying to brighten Matt, it didn't work too well.

"No, we're caught Jay... I just know... I have this feeling..." He replied as silence swept over them. Matt sunk his tanned face into hands and rubbed his face. Jay sunk into the mattress beside Matt and hesitated a moment before pulling his arm around Matt. Pools of tears gathered in Matt's eyes and Jay too found his lip quivering. He yanked Matt closer and Matt pulled his arms around Jay, softly sobbing.

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"How's this?" Jeff said turning around and showing off a black collar top with black pants and his hair neatly in a ponytail. A silver chain with a cross dangling from it was around his neck. On his feet was a pair of nice black boots, he looked perfect... as always.

"Beautiful." I said kissing him as I continued to button up my blue silk shirt and pull my hair back. As he opened the door to our room, silence covered the house, and I just coaxed Jeff out we they walked towards the chapel. The cool wind of the early Sunday morning air hit our skin, feeling relaxing and calming on the heat of emotions. I reached over and held Jeff's warm, soft hand as the building neared. It was a Catholic Church, and I wasn't Catholic, but Jeff was, and it was the only church here, so we just went to it. I could change my ways for him. It was the one in the town, so it's the one everyone who went, went to. Honestly, not too many went to church, maybe a forth of the population, but at least it was something, right?

I pulled open the large wooden door revealing the heavenly scent and peaceful atmosphere. Jeff and me walked in and sat in the back. There were a little over two dozen couples scattered around. Jeff genuflected as we walked in and I did the same. That's what I found to do most of the time, when in doubt, imitate Jeff. He guided us over to the back and sat down on the end. He pulled the kneeler down and got on it as I followed. His delicate eyelashes closed and his hands folded as he dipped his head down and looked way deep in prayer. This always made me uncomfortable. At first, I was like, what am I supposed to say to God? 'Hey man, thanks for you know, making me this way and ruining my life, getting me kicked out of the job I love, loosing all family and friends... ' That just didn't seem very practical to say to the Him, now does it?

However, I had learned to be thankful for what I did have. Every sacrifice I had made was well worth what came out. So I followed Jeff, just not so holy-looking and bowed my head.

A few moments later, Jeff raised up and sat on the uncomfortable pew. I followed, cutting my prayer off with a quick "Amen" and sitting beside him, my foot pushing the pew up. I studied his face, trying to read what he was feeling. He looked a bit disheveled, but calmer. I reached my arm around and held him and he sat his head on my shoulder. The church bells started to ring as everyone stood up and started singing. Jeff opened a book for me and held it out as everyone started to tiredly sing.

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"Matt, maybe it'll be okay." Jay said trying to reassure, Matt, "I mean... I don't know what I mean, but I think... we should talk with Jeff and Adam." He said as Matt turned to stone.

"We can't talk with them..." He said quickly. Jay sighed; deciding now wasn't the time to argue. They were still in the room, with Jay's arms wrapped around Matt's body.

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Okay... halfway through mass...

"Brothers in Christ, I know the homily is usually a time when we discuss the wonders of God through the Gospel and the readings, but this heavenly morning, I am going to discuss something. I have had several young men approach me and question me about the Catholic faith and it's beliefs, and they can't understand how here, we support homosexuality, yet the bible cannot. They brought to my attention a few readings from the bible, which I am going to read to you now. I feel this is an important discussion for me have, and to clear some things up.

"From first Corinthians, chapter six- verses nine and ten. 'Don't you know that those doing such things have no share in the Kingdom of God? Don't fool yourselves. Those who live immoral lives, who are idol worshipers, adulterers, or homosexuals- will have no share in His kingdom. Neither will thieves or greedy people, drunkards, slanderers, or robbers.' End of the verse.

"Now essential, it does sound like God is saying that homosexuals will not be admitted to Heaven, but I assure you, God loves each and every one of us. Now the second reading that has been brought to my attention is from Timothy, chapter two, verses ten to eleven.

"Yes, these laws are made to identify as sinners all who are immoral and impure: homosexuals, kidnappers, liars, and all others who do things that contradict to the glorious Good News of our blessed God, whose messenger I am."

The priest went on to babble about how God also says that all who are loyal and good will be his followers and blah, blah, blah, but those two passages stuck with me, and on the way home, I mentioned them to Jeff.

"Jeff, what did you think about the homily?" I said as we walked down the paved road. He looked at me and sighed.

"Adam, don't get all worked up over it. That was thousands of years ago, I believe that it has very little meaning today. Think about how many homosexuals there are, and are they all going to hell? I don't think so. We're good Adam, don't worry." He reached up and kissed my cheek. I mean, I know I'm not Mr. Church, but this disturbed me. I mean, this was Jeff's belief, and he essentially agreed with his so-called Holy Book saying we were going to hell. And I told him just that.

" Adam, I believe in God, I don't necessary agree with everything in the book, but for the most part, I do have faith in." I suppose that was enough. We stopped at place to eat, but it was packed and neither one of us had patience, I told him I'd make him a fabulous breakfast at home. As we kept walking, I saw Taylor and Mike walking.

"Hey, up before noon on a weekend, I'm surprised." I said smiling.

"Oh, ha ha, and what are you doing all dressed up?" Mike said sporting his torn up, huge baggy jeans with a orange fishnet shirt and a variety of necklaces dangling from his neck.

"Church." Jeff said softly, hugging my hips. Taylor smiling and poked Mike before he could open his mouth and excused themselves. We kept walking; I was sure that Matt and Jay were asleep again, it was barely past noon. That's another thing that was on my mind at mass. Church sure does make me think a lot, don't it?

"Jeff, about Matt and Jay, I think we should just let them be. You've already sort of outted them... and I don't think it's right for us, it's not our place. Remember what it was like when we were outted- it was almost the same fashion... except they won't loose their jobs and get beat up by the whole locker room." Jef flaughed and nodded his head.

"I thought about it too, I think that's the best idea." I opened the front door to our room and let Jeff in. Just as I went to shut it, there was Matt and Jay at the table with four glasses of coffee.

"Can we talk?" Jay said.

Part Ten - A

"Um... sure." I said taking a seat behind one of the glasses of coffee as Jeff sat behind another one, "What do you want to talk about?" I asked carefully as they exchanged glances, maybe they would out themselves.

"Well... um... Me and Matt were talking and... um..." Jay looked offal uncomfortable and it strained me so bad to see him like that. I could feel Jeff's hand under the table gripping my leg tightly.

"How did you know... you were... you know..." Matt said looking up a little shaken and speaking very softly.

"Well... um... I don't know, I mean, for me, I just... knew." I said, "I didn't like girls?" Me and Jeff laughed but Matt and Jay stood still.

"Listen," Jeff said, " We know about you... we both caught you two..." Jeff said as Matt's cheeks flushed and Jay looked down, "It's okay guys, I mean, we understand..." Jeff said chewing at his lip, he was never good at confrontations.

"Can I speak to Jeff... alone?" Matt asked. I smiled and stood up.

"Sure, come on Jay." I said. I smiled at Jeff and Jay followed me back to the room. I told him to sit on the bed and shut the door.

"You can talk to me." I said sitting beside him," We told each other almost everything." I looked into his wet eyes and put my arm around him. He set his head on my shoulder and I could instantly feel the tears seeping through my shirt.

"Adam... I'm not gay." Jay said sternly, whoa, where'd this come from?

"Yea, but... you and Matt..." I stuttered.

"No, I'm not gay. I know I'm not, I'm not like you." He said with a little hiss to his voice that raged me with anger, and to think I had been sympathetic!

"I was going along with Matt, probably just because I haven't banged a girl in a long time... I just closed my eyes and stick tits on him, Adam."

"Jay..." I said but he cut me off.

"I'm not a fag, Adam, not a fag like everyone here." And with that he walked out and I heard the bathroom door shut. He did not just call me that.... He just must be... upset? Angry? I sighed and laid back on the bed, shocked and shook up.

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"Jeff, what's wrong with me? Hello, I have ALWAYS liked women, remember Stacy, the one with the big jugs? And Amy, oh my god AMY I mean, hello, how the hell did this happen? Maybe it's just the environment or... I don't know... but... I... I.... I can't be." He said in a near whisper with small puddles of tears clouding under his eyes.

"Oh my God." Jeff said as he got up and went over and held his shaking brother, "It's okay Matt, it's not because you're out here, it's you, and there's nothing you can do about that..." He said as Matt looked up at Jeff with his dark teary eyes.

"Will you help me?" He asked softly with his voice quivering.

"How can I help you?" Jeff replied quietly with Matt's wet face in his chest, soaking up his shirt with a small puddle of despair.

"With... everything."

"Okay, Matt." He said as they embraced tighter tightly. Matt sniffled his nose and set his chin on Jeff's shoulder as Jeff rubbed his back a little, "We'll talk more later."

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"Jeff?" I said really not wanting to walk out in the middle of them. Jeff was pouring Matt another glass of coffee and looked up at me, I knew I looked angry, and I knew, that he knew I was angry.

"What's up Adam?" He asked setting the glass in front of Matt and walking over.

"Can I talk to you outside?" I asked grinding my teeth. He looked a little worried and I followed him outside the door.

"What's wrong?" He asked quietly

"Jay is wrong." I said, "He said he wasn't gay, he used your brother, and he called us fags." I said bluntly. Jeff's mouth was gaped open, and I knew he was in shock too.

"He... he didn't say that?" He said shaking his head and staring at the ground.

"Yea, he did, I'm sorry I had to tell you, but he stormed off to the bathroom, I think the three of us should just get out for a little bit, I don't want Matt around if he snaps. I think it might be like, denial ya know? But I don't know with Jay... I mean, he's not acting like himself, I've been gone a long time, who knows how he's changed." I said.

"I know, let me go help Matt." Jeff said as we walked back inside the apartment, Matt just staring at the coffee, his face was a dark red with bags under his eyes, he didn't look good at all. His chest was red with distinct nail marks on it. He looked so depressed in our white, simple kitchen, almost like he blended in with the dull atmosphere.

"Matt, come on." Jeff said helping up at the arm. I watched as they disappeared into Matt's room. The bathroom light was still on and I could hear the water in the shower running. Stupid bastard. Jeff and Matt came out, Matt changed into a pair of baggy black jeans with a black long sleeved shirt and his hair down, he looked like he'd been to hell and back... which mentally, I think he had.

"Ready?" I asked softly holding the door open. Jeff nodded, his arm staying around Matt as we walked out.

"Don't tell him anything." He whispered as they walked by. I looked at him a moment before shutting the door and walking on the other side of Matt silently. We never got along the best, but desperate times called for desperate measures.

"Where are we going?" Jeff asked me. I hadn't even thought about that, just to get the hell out of there.

"Well... I thought maybe... we could go to um... the park and sit?" I said spitting out the first thing in my mind.

"Okay." He said softly, keeping his arm at Matt. Matt's head slunk a little to Jeff's shoulder; I'd never seen them this close before. I guess there's a little good in everything after all. The greens neared and I saw a few couples walking around. I bit my lip and we walked under the white arch to the entrance and passed a few people. There was a large tree that I walked over to and sat on the soft grass. Jeff sat beside me, urging Matt to sit in front of him. I watched as Jeff's blue nails and his silken hands rubbed Matt's tense back a little, Matt sighing deeply, must be a brother thing. The sun was hidden behind a cloud, just adding more gloom to today.

"Well... um... what do you guys wanna talk about? Anything?" I asked casually as Jeff continued his backrub. Matt's eyes were closed lightly with his hair on his shoulders in front of him, blending in with his dark shirt.

"Nothing here." Jeff said stopping his movements with a final pat on the back. Matt turned around slowly and opened his eyes, throwing his hair behind him. We sat in silence for some time, I stared off at the distance giving them a chance to worst things out.

"You know Matt, you can talk to us." I said finally some later. He looked up with tear stricken eyes once again. I reached in my back pocket pulling out a handkerchief and offered it to him. He wiped at his eyes with it and held it tightly in his hands, his strength gripping the material tightly.

"I don't know what to say..." He said, "I've never felt like this before." His voice was coming out scratchy and broken and Jeff leaned forward and hugged him again, whispering something I couldn't hear in his ear and kissing his cheek. They were the best pair of brothers in the world, at least I thought so.

"How did you know, seriously?" He asked with his head in Jeff's shoulder again.

"Matt... I really couldn't tell you how I knew," I said, "It's not like one day I woke up and said, oh I'm gonna be gay for the rest of my life. I actually, I started out with girls... lots of girls. And the thought of being gay never entered my eyes... I was the perfect hetero." I let out a small laugh, " And suddenly, things clicked and I just knew." I said grinning and reaching out to touch his shoulder, quickly withdrawing my arm.

"Yea," Jeff said, "You just... know. You see things from the other side of the mirror."

"Isn't it rough?" He asked softly. I was almost tempted to say, "What the sex or life?" but this was a serious minute, not time for jokes.

"Out there it is, but here, it's normal." I said," No on cares here, you're just another person. People out there, as you remember, "I said arching an eyebrow," Can be cruel, you just gotta stand up to 'em." Matt nodded and silenced again, Jeff holding him tightly.

"I think... I think I... I'm... gay." He said gripping Jeff tighter. I nodded again, there wasn't much to say. Jeff was comforting Matt, "I thought so a long time ago... when you two were in the dressing room, I thought so... before that... and it scared me, I didn't want to tell anyone." He said, "You can't tell anyone outside of here." He said sternly, "I... don't want them to know."

"Okay." I said vowing my silence.

"You're gonna stay with us for a while." Jeff said.

"What about Jay?" He said in a whisper. I stared at Jeff who was nodding his head no.

"Um... I think he's gonna be going home." I said as Matt stopped and brought his head up.

"No!" He said quickly, "I... think I like him..." A large lump formed in my throat, as did Jeff's. Jeff pulled him close again telling him not to think about it.

"I don't know what you think we did... I didn't sleep with him." He said softly," We just fooled around..." He said

"Okay." Jeff replied patting his back some more. The clouds darkened and I knew what was coming. A moment later, a flash of lightening shot across the sky and raindrops started to fall. I stood up, pulling Jeff, who pulled Matt and we quickly scurried across the street to where several shops were and walked under the sidewalk where we could be dry. The sidewalk was ride smack up against the long row of stores. I saw the apartment up ahead and wanted to go up there, but I wasn't sure.

But Matt was slowly tugging Jeff over there and Jeff looked at me with desperation. When I saw our room's window, a wave of SOMETHING swept over me, I don't know what it was, but something bad happened. I walked with Matt quickly, tugging him along with Jeff. Jeff sighed and walked with us. Every step I felt something hit me harder and harder, like punches in the gut... something was bad, and I have a bed power of sensing them. My eyes stayed up there as we walked closer and closer, finally to the front of our room. I fumbled to get the key in and swung open the door.

"Oh my God." I gasped with all breath caught in my throat. I knew it... I knew it was something bad.

Part 10 - B

"Jay!" I cried running to his limp body. He was sprawled out on the kitchen floor with a note in his hand. His face was pale and cold, his eyes sealed shut. I dropped to my knees and started sobbing, screaming for him.

Jeff and Matt ran in behind me and I heard them both gasp, Matt cry. I sniffled, fumbling for the note.

Dear Adam,

I'm sorry, I'm not as strong as you, not as strong to go through with the truth. Strong enough to go through with the future and face my problems. I thought coming out here, I would mend my friendship with you before I took my life, but I couldn't even do that. Yes, I've been planning my death for months now, I knew I was going to die, I just didn't think today was the day. Well, things change. I wish the last thing I had said to you hadn't been insults and anger. So I want you to forget that, don't tell Matt, I didn't mean a word of it. I loved him, and if I hadn't gone through with this, I would have wanted to be with him, he's super nice, find him a nice boy. I didn't even get to spend a lot of time with you. I know you won't be gone long, you'll worry about me, so I know I have to make this quick. You are the best I could ask for in a friend, but I can't deal with somethings.

You and Jeff look so happy, I wish you the best. Take care of Matt for me; tell him that it wasn't his fault either. There's a letter for him behind this one, let him be the first to read it. Watch him closely, make sure he's okay and help him through it, he's gonna hang on, help him out, I know you will. I wish you the best always. You know I love you right? Ever since we were little, I loved you. When I die, I want to be buried in Canada, pick a nice green spot would you? Lots of flowers? And put something nice on me. And get something clever on my tombstone, I know you will. And I want you to tell my story to others, the being scared part, save someone else would ya? I want you to plan everything, not my family. Tell my mom I loved her too, I really did. And I never wanted to hurt her in any way at all. And I want to be referred to as Jay or Jason, just the legal papers say William. And talk a little about my wrestling career, not too much. Make sure you drag Irvine's ass there if you have to. And make sure you fly Trish and Amy up. At home, I have a box under my bed full of money I'd been saving. Fly everyone up. Everything in my house is yours and Matt's, Jeff too. I never had a will made, give some family and baby things to my mom. Use this for some legal form if you can... it's what I want. I know you have a key to my house as well. There's a diary in my room too, in the top drawer of the oak dresser, it's for you, share it with others if you like or leave it all to yourself.

I'm sorry what I did say to you, you know it was just my anger and confusion talking. I'll miss you. Don't think it was your fault, it had been a long time since I had seen you, and a lot can change in a few short years, a lot more then you'd think. I can't handle the truth; it's just easiest to take the simple way out. You always talked about all the sacrifices you made so you could wrestle and so you could be with Jeff and all, well... this was the ultimate sacrifice.

Love always,

Jay

I wiped at my nose and gripped the paper, Jeff's hand was behind me. I turned my neck, Matt was gripping him and crying loudly. I got the paper behind mine and handed it to Matt. Matt looked up and let go of Jeff, getting down to where I had been.

"Why?" He asked to the dead face, the cold skin, the lifeless best friend. He looked at the paper, his eyes flying across it.

"Call 911" I said to Jeff handing him the phone. He took it and walked away, leaving us in there. Matt was holding jay's hand. I watched form the background as he brought his lips to the icy skin and kissed Jay's lips gently. I stepped on something with a crunch a looked down at a trail of painkillers that were thrown around the room, the bottle laying somewhere. I was still in a deep shock, when Jeff came back out and put the phone on the receiver.

"They're on the way." He said spooning into my arms as Mat whispered to Jay. Jeff pushed his head into me as held him tightly. Wiping at my tears, I watched on as Matt slowly stood up and tucked the note into his back pocket quietly. He came over and joined the circle of embracing as I stood above the two of them, a horrible ping of guilt rising in my body. I know he said it wasn't my fault, but it was, I should have stayed... I knew he wasn't stable, I knew he was upset.

Minutes later there were speedy footsteps down the hall to our room and some medics with a stretcher and body bag came in. There were police officers behind them that ushered us, the human hug, out of the room and took pictures. They put on some rubber gloves and picked up each pill, one by one, and the bottle, placing it all in some baggies while the medics lifted his body putting it in the bag and zipping it up.

"Gentlemen?" an officer said coming out to us with a clipboard, "You're gonna need to fill out these forms." He said handing it to us, "You don't have to do it now, when you're ready." I took the wooden board and set it on the floor in the hallway as they all left, the officers took a few more pictures. Suddenly, I didn't want to go back in the room, it reeked of death and memories. Even though there were only a few days of memories, it seemed like a lifetime.

"I don't believe it." Jeff said softly. I heard the door next door slowly swing open.

"Hey Adam, I heard a siren and I wanted to know if-" Just as Taylor was talking, the last cop left our room and walked away.

"Oh my God." He said softly, pulling Mike out and coming over, "Are you guys okay? I mean, can I get you anything? Do you want to talk... where's Jay?" he said as Matt clutched Jeff again.

"Tay, can we come in? I really don't want to go into our room right now." I said looking at him. He was in a yellow polo shirt with a pair of jeans. Mike was in some huge ass pants and a fishnet shirt he'd borrowed form Jeff a few weeks ago with his now green hair spiked straight up.

"Sure man, come on in." He held open the door as we came in. Jeff brought Matt over to the couch and sat down, Mike eyeing his friend cautiously. Taylor motioned to him to go over there as he sat beside Jeff, patting him even though he didn't know why.

"What happened?" Taylor asked me as we sat down at their small table.

"Jay took his life." I said softly, choking the words out. Taylor looked at me for a minute to catch an sarcasm, but of course found none.

"Oh my gosh..." He said, "Why?? It's not too personal is it?" He asked.

"No, he said he wanted others to know. He... was gay. And couldn't handle it." I said, "He thought he'd rather die then be gay." Taylor looked like HE was gonna cry and he only knew him for a few days.

"I wish I could have helped... I only met him a few times, he seemed so nice... can I help any way at all?" He asked.

"I have to make funeral things and call his mother, I don't know how I'm gonna tell her... if I need your help I'll tell you. Keep an eye on Matt, I'll tell you later, and watch Jeff, too. I've got some phone calls to make." I said as I stood up and went back next door and picked up the phone and an address book and started calling people.

Part Eleven

"How'd his mom take it?" Jeff asked coming up behind me and rubbing my shoulders a little.

"How do you think she would? She was a sobbing crying mess, and I told her what he wanted and I was going to get it all and call her back later." I said as his silken hand worked on my tired shoulder.

"Did you tell her about him?" He asked me softly.

"Of course not, I couldn't tell her that, I figured, I would later, she was too upset today." I stood up, my butt was numb from sitting in that chair for hours, "Where's Matt?" I asked worriedly

"With Mike and Taylor, they're just hanging out." He said. I held Jeff's hand, looking at the row of stitches that were still on his arm, almost fully healed now. I kissed his cheek lightly.

"I can't believe so much has happened today..." I said shaking my head, "I just wish it was some horrible dream I could wake up from. How could I be so blind to his depression and hurt?" I asked. Jeff's fingers trailed around my face trying to reassure me, but by now I was lost again. He latched arms with me.

"How about we go up the coffee shop? There's a small band playing tonight, maybe it'll make you feel better." He suggested leading me back to our room that suddenly seemed stuffy and painful. He pulled my sweaty shirt off of me and slid a new, clean top on and fixed my hair. I watched as he took off his T-shirt and pulled a black fishnet shirt on over his chest and put on a cross necklace and put some boots on. I took Jeff's hand and shoved a wallet and keys in my pocket and walked into the hallway, locking the door behind me. I peeked in Taylor and Mike's room where the three of them were sitting at the couch in the far end of the room with Taylor's arm around Matt. I mouthed that we were leaving to Mike who nodded as me and Jeff walked down the road.

There were just a few people at the café sitting around and there was a podium with a band sitting up on it setting up everything. I sat down with Jeff at a table and ordered a hot chocolate for Jeff and a de-caf coffee for me. Jeff scooted closer as they started tuning up and set his head on my shoulder.

"You know, I'm proud of you." He said softly

"And how's that?" I asked

"Because if my best friend had died, I've have lost it, and the whole time you kept your cool and all... I admire you for that." He said hugging me.

"Thanks." I said softly as the band started to loudly play and the waiter brought our drinks. I sipped at the hot coffee and soaked into the mellow tunes of the band.

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"Do you think Matt's okay?" Jeff asked about fifty minutes later.

"I'm sure he's okay with Mike and Tay." I replied. He was now up on my lap swaying softly to the music. We'd moved to closer to the front with the suave guitarist sang away with his reassuring voice.

"Because I know he's crushed, I've never seen him so upset since Mom died." He said. I nodded and kissed his cheek.

"Do you know what Jay's note to Matt said?" I asked curiously. He nodded no and said that Matt hadn't mentioned it at all, or showed him. It was probably personal any ways. I had showed Jeff mine earlier.

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"Hey, is Matt here?" I asked peeking back in Mike and Taylor's room. Taylor had his arm around Mike on the couch and they were watching the glow of the TV in the darkness.

"Yea, he fell asleep on our bed back there." Taylor said, "We didn't want to leave him." I thanked them and brought Jeff back to their room. It was the first time I'd seen it in a while, and you could obviously see their contrasting styles. There was a beautiful oak bed with high pillars on it, but with jet-black sheets and pillows and such. The walls were a solid green with a poster of Marilyn Manson on one said and a picture of the two of them on the other in a nice frame that of course, matched the bed. There were clothes sticking out of drawers and some things laid out here and there.

Matt was in the bed, looking rather peaceful with a colorful afghan over his body. I pulled the blanket back and folded it neatly on the bed and stuck one arm under him and looped his legs with the other. He stirred and opened his eyes.

"Shh, we're going back over there." I said as Jeff held the door and we walked out. I gave Jeff the keys, Matt had already fallen back asleep as the door opened to our room. I went to take him back to his room, but Jeff stopped me.

"I know this is big... but... our bed is big and tonight I think he needs me..." Jeff said quietly, I didn't like the idea of him in our bed, but I agreed, after all we'd been through all day, it was the least I could do. I set him on the bed and pulled off his shoes and socks. He stirred a awake a little, long enough to pull off his shirt and pants. Jeff pulled the covers back letting him in as I changed into a pair of loose pajama pants and Jeff stripped down. I got in on the far side and Jeff crept in the middle. Matt turned and clung to Jeff, Jeff holding him tightly. I felt a little envy, but I just pushed it aside and fell asleep.

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"What about this?" I asked holding a cute tux up. We were in Jay's house and trying to find something for him to wear. Jeff examined the plain suit and nodded his disapproval. He disappeared into the huge closet for a few minutes and came back out with a pair of nice, loose black pants and a button down silken blue shirt.

"No suit." He said. I looked at what he'd picked out, it wasn't bad... finally, I nodded. Matt was bunched up on the bed reading Jay's diary, I hadn't the guts to do it yet.

"Matt?" Jeff asked holding up the clothes. Matt looked at them and grinned. It's been a few days since it all happened, I guess everyone was finally accepting it. The funeral was in four days, and I had sent everyone who was far away tickets to fly up.

"Do you want the hair down or up?" Jeff asked.

"Down." I said quickly. I opened up one of his drawers and looked through the watches, searching for one in particular. I found it in a small box labeled 'Fossil'.

"This was the first thing he bought when he got signed by the WWF." I said setting it with the clothes. Jeff found some socks and nice shoes and set them away too.

"Anything else he may want to be buried with?" he asked as I looked around the room. Deciding no, I put all the clothes in a bag. We'd already gotten a few boxes together- five for family things, five for friends, two for me. Everything else in the house was now his family's to go through.

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"Hello, nice to see you." I said shaking some people's hands. The room was very dark, I'd had several dozen dark red roses, his favorites, spread all around the room. There was a very large bouquet around the casket. Jeff was sitting with Matt. Jeff was in black pants and a nice black shirt, Matt as well was in dark black slacks and a tight black turtleneck. I was in a totally black suit, I even got Jeff to rinse color out of his hair for this, and Taylor got Mike to. I'd invited them seeing as they were some of the last people to see him, it just seemed fitting.

His mom was just a crying machine, and I could see why. We'd made copies of certain pages of his journal and of both suicide notes and placed them, along with several other things, by the body. There were some magazines from the WWF, letters from fans that had flooded his house, and several pictures, everything was on easels all around.

I talked Chris Irvine into coming, he hated funerals. Several other superstars were here along with family and a few friends. It wasn't a large thing, he wouldn't wanted it that way. He spent several years in the public's eyes, at least let him die privately.

"Hey." A voice said as I turned to see Chris , his wife, and Trish walk in.

"Hi." I said watching the large lump slide down my throat, "You're here." I said.

"Yea." He said, "We'll talk later." His wife went and sat down as I watched him and Trish walk up to the casket. They looked at everything up there before looking down at the body. Jeff had been right with the outfit, it looked wonderful on him. They said a little before sitting down. Everything was going to start soon too. Everyone who knew Matt was talking to him, he was officially out. I'd talked to him about that before, telling him I could edit around and get rid of his name on everything, but he said, for Jay's sake, he'd come out to everyone there, he owed that little bit to him at least.

I looked at my watch, ten minutes until the mass and I wanted to talk to Jay before still. I watched as Matt stood up and walked up, everyone's eyes on him suddenly. I didn't think he'd get up like that, but he did. He slowly walked straight for Jay and knelt down with a quick sign of the cross. He reached his hand in and touched Jay, talking for a little bit. Then he did what caught everyone in the throat. He reached over and kissed Jay slightly. He bit his lip and turned and walked back down. I looked at Mike and Tay and Mike clapped a little, Tay following, and slowly, the whole room was quietly applauding.

Matt smiled and sat down with Jeff, who rubbed his back a little. Great, my turn. There weren't signs of anyone else coming and I slowly went up there, and looked down again.

"Hey Jay Jay." I said softly, "I know you can hear me up there. You know, I always loved you too, you were my partner, my best friend, my brother. I just wish I could have helped you out of this. We all hear love you, I'll miss you forever. I've already sent your letter and parts of your diary out to people in GLBT and stuff and they're already using it, I just wished that if you can save others, I wish you could have saved yourself." I touched his face before going over to where Jeff was and sitting down. The priest came in and started the ceremony as Jeff put his other hand on my leg. They'd taken the stitches out yesterday afternoon.

I listened to the priest as he talked on, the thoughts of that homily a few weeks ago came back. This just proved the bible wrong. Jay wasn't in the same list as criminals, and neither am Matt or I.

"And now, to say a few words, Mr. Adam Copeland." I started shaking, me, I never shake, and I am so adjusted to public speeches. Jeff slid a handkerchief into my pocket and gave me a tiny push. I stood up and walked to the podium that was beside Jay and pulled out the note card I had in my pocket.

"Um... hello. My name is Adam Copeland, I was Jay's best friend and I was to last to see him before he died. I have known Jay for YEARS. I met him a long time ago when we were little and we were friends ever since. We always watched wrestling when we were little, and I got into it, and so did he. And dreams come true; we got into the WWF, him a little later then me. And we were the perfect team. And something happened that made me quit my job, and not speak to Jay for years. I was in love with a man, and I got caught. I was gone for years.

"Then one day he showed up at our house, all wet from the rain and I let him in and all, of course, and we kind of started our friendship over. And then, he went through some things, and was in total denial... and then he killed himself. I could stay up here and give you a twenty minute speech about how great he was, I think we all know that. It makes you stop and think, of all the sacrifices I've made, and you all have made, he really did make biggest one, he sacrificed his life for others that may think like him. I can only home that in his death, he saved someone else."

I stepped down, exhaling loudly and walking back to Jeff who hugged me. The priest asked if there were any more comments, as the room was silent. He started to move on when Matt stood up and slowly walked up. I kept my eyes on him, pride flaring in my heart. He was sweaty a little and adjusted the microphone to his level.

"Hello." He said, the microphone blaring and everyone in the room's eyes on him, "I know many people here who don't even know me must have a million thoughts in their head about me. But I wanted to say a few more words. I knew Jay ever since he came to the World Wrestling Federation, he broke out a little after me and my brother did, and we hung out a lot. It wasn't until recently that I came out and that I loved him as more then a friend. Many of you probably have so many opinions about me now, but it doesn't bother me. After all I've been through, a few hateful words can't hurt me any more.

"Jay was a wonderful man, he was always so nice, and..." I could see Matt sniffling and stuttering, "And I loved him." The tears were falling as he ran out of the room quickly. Jeff looked at me and went after him slowly as I stayed there and watched the rest of the funeral, every minute more tempted to go find him.

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"Matt wait!" Jeff yelled running after Matt who had collapsed against the wall, his face red and teary. Jeff knelt beside him.

"I think what you did was very nice, to stand up in front of all those people, it was courageous for you. You spoke for the whole gay community what you did up there. And I've never been prouder." He said as Jeff reached out and hugged him. People started to leave and Jeff guessed that it was over, they were in the middle of the reception hall.

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"Jeff?" I asked walking over to him and Matt. They were at a table in a corner, trying to stay from the public eyes. I sat beside them, after grinning at Matt, "About another 20 minutes and everyone should leave, the family's gonna clean up." He nodded as I kissed him on the cheek.

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A week later....

"Hey." I said embracing Jeff and kissing him firmly on the lips in our living room.

"Hey, Matt went out with Mike and Taylor, the three of them are getting along so well, I'm glad he found some friends." Jeff said kissing me back.

"Hmm...house to ourselves?" I said with a grin. We hadn't made love since Jay died, kinda my oath to him, like at Lent when you're supposed to give something up...

"Yea..." He said chuckling as I picked him up by the butt and set him on the couch and looked at him. I'd been waiting for this for a while. No, not the sex, sheesh.

"Be right back." I said winking. I walked into the room and opened up a drawer pulling out the velvet box and looking at the shining gold ring inside it. I checked my reflection in the mirror as I walked back out. Jeff was on the couch sitting as I walked over. I kissed him again, leaving one hand behind my back. As I kissed him I bent down on one knee and took his hand and stared into his gorgeous eyes.

"Jeffry Nero Hardy..." I started while he grew giddy. I pulled the box around and opened it, "I've loved you for as long as I remember you. We've been through Heaven and Hell, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you marry me?" I looked into his beaming face as he flew forward and wrapped his arms around me.

"Of course I will!" He squealed as an overwhelming love flowed through me. I got the ring on his finger and stood him up and shared a long loving kiss.

"I love you with all my heart." I said holding him tightly.

"I love you too, through Heaven, Hell, and everything in-between."