Matt and Jeff Hardy appear courtesy of Gilbert and the late Ruby Hardy... all events are fictitious, and any resemblance to any other incestuous brothers is purely coincidental. Bunny appears courtesy the author and Toys 'R Us.
Adventures with Bunny...
Everyone knows what goes through the mind of the Enigma, but what about the one person who has been with him for the majority of his life... no, we're not talking about Matt for once... I mean his faithful furry companion Bunny. What's her take on the trials and tribulations of our Rainbow-haired WWE champion? Well, for those of you who've asked, here's her story.
Christmas 1986...
Twelve-year-old Matt and Nine-year-old Jeff rushed downstairs.
"Yay! Santa was here!" Jeff gogged at the expanse of presents around the tree.
Matt looked at the presents, then slyly at his Mom and Dad. As a mature adult of twelve, he knew that there was no such thing as Santa Claus, but he was intelligent enough not to spoil Jeff's excitement. He was still at that age where things like Santa, the Tooth Fairy, and the Easter Bunny were very real and their appearance was looked forward to with great anticipation.
"Okay, boys, you know the routine. One present now then the rest after breakfast and chores."
"Aw, Dad... do we hafta do chores??? It's Christmas." Jeff complained
"Jeffrey, mind your father. It's not too late for him to call Santa to have him take back your gifts."
Jeff's mouth dropped open in a horrified "O" as the thought of no gifts passed through his mind.
"Santa wouldn't do that, would he?" Jeff looked at Matt for confirmation.
"He did it to me once. All I got was socks." Matt replied
"No! Imma be good!" Jeff promised
"One present, then. Be quick about it." Gil was trying hard to be his usual gruff self, but he was having a hard time keeping it up.
Matt hunted out one of the biggest gifts to open, while Jeff took his time, eventually settling on a small box wrapped in pretty pink paper.
"You first Matty." Jeff said
Matt tore the wrapper from the box and inside was another box. His brow furrowed, but he shrugged and opened that box. Inside that was another box and another and another.
Ruby clasped her husband's hand as Matt finally got down to a small leather case.
"What's this?" Matt asked
"Matthew, your father and I know how often you lose your keys, so we got you a key case."
"Cool." Matt replied, not wanting to disappoint his parents by saying what was really on his mind. Just to be polite, he opened it and to his surprise there was already a key inside it.
Matt scrunched his face up, trying hard to make it appear that this was what he really wanted.
"Aren't you curious about that key?" Ruby asked
"I thought it was for the house or the barn or something." Matt answered
"Son, you have to learn to never assume anything." Gil took his eldest son by the shoulder. "You mom and I decided that you are old enough now. Come with me." He led Matt into the garage where, dressed with a bright red bow, was a motorcycle. Not just a motorcycle, but THE mother of all motorcycles.
"But daddy, how?" Matt asked
"Old man Periwinkle down the road was getting rid of it, and he asked me if I knew anyone who wanted it." Gil answered "But until you're old enough to be on the road, you only drive it on the property, understand?"
"Yes, pops." Matt answered "Then this?" He waved the key at his dad.
"Maybe later you can take your old man out for a ride?" Gil clapped him on the back.
"That's the best gift I've ever gotten." Matt hugged his father tightly.
Matt and his father went back into the house where Jeff was waiting patiently for them.
"What's going on?" he asked suspiciously.
"I'll show you later." Matt said, not wanting to hurt his brother's feelings. It was quite obvious that Jeff wasn't getting a motorcycle as well. "You haven't opened your present yet."
"Imma waitin' for ya." Jeff said proudly.
"Breakfast is almost ready." Ruby shouted
"Hurry, Jeff."
Jeff tore open the wrapping paper. I assume you all know what was inside. It was me.
"Momma, Imma love it forever." Jeff hugged me so tightly I thought I was gonna explode.
Ruby smiled.
"And Imma call it..." Jeff scrunched his face while he thought hard. "Bunny!"
So that's how we met, and I can say that I never left Jeff's side much after that. He even brought me to school for show and tell. Yeah, he was teased about it, but he stood up for me. We sorta became real close several months later when Ruby passed away, but I'm not gonna dwell on that. Matt could only do so much for my Jeff, and many nights I fell asleep with wet fur, but it was all good.
When Jeff said he was gonna love me forever, he meant it. Twenty-three years later and I'm still with him. That's longer than most marriages. I have been packed, unpacked, repacked, stepped on, rolled over on, squished, used as a projectile... hell, I've taken more abuse than some of the current members of the WWE roster.
But I'lll bet you're wondering... "What's it like being with one of the hottest stars in the business?" I'll tell you. It hasn't been all fun and games, but the good times have by far outnumbered the bad. Some of the things I have seen will make the hair on your neck stand up.
So, come with me if you want to, as I take you on a trip down memory lane. Starting with that most awesome of experiences... Jeff's first sexual encounter with Matt.
June 17th, 1992
"Watch what I can do!" Jeff balanced on the diving board. "Matty, c'mon."
Matt looked over from where he was desperately trying to finish his reading. "What?" he asked
"If you're gonna shout at me, Imma not gonna show ya." Jeff sulked. Becoming a teenager hadn't changed him all that much, except for a slightly deeper voice and body hair. He could still be a bit of a brat, especially when he wasn't the center of attention.
"Fine." Matt set his book down and watched Jeff. In a foreshadowing of future events, Jeff dove into the pool, flipping his body so that he ended up going in feet first.
Matt waited until Jeff broke the surface. "Not bad, little bro." He clapped.
Jeff beamed. Praise from his Matty was something he cherished. "Mebbe I can use that move when we become famous wrestlers?"
"Maybe." Matt smiled. "But when you do, hopefully you'll find a better outfit. You seemed to have suffered a wardrobe malfunction." Jeff had hit the water with such force, he'd blown out the crotch of his bathing suit.
"Eek!" Even though he had girls all over him at school, apparently Jeff was still a little self-conscious when it came to other things. "Matty, don't look!"
"There's no one here but us." Matt broke into laughter. "Dad's not gonna be back until tonight. He and auntie went shopping."
"In that case..." Rather than run inside to get his other bathing suit, Jeff peeled off the damaged one and tossed it aside. "Stupid bathing suit." He mumbled in a Homer Simpson-esque voice.
Matt couldn't help but stare at his little brother, who he realized wasn't so little anymore.
Jeff had really grown out since puberty had hit and what hung between his legs looked to be bigger that what he had. He quickly crossed his legs.
"Dammit!" Matt muttered, feeling his own organ stretch. Thankfully he wasn't wearing anything too constricting.
"Y'okay, Matty? You look like you're in pain."
"I'm cool, bro."
"You look a little hot to me. Why don't ya come in for a swim?"
"I don't have my suit with me." Matt replied
"So? Swim in your underwear. Or..." Jeff looked around as if he was afraid someone would hear him. "you can go naked." He said naked as if it was a swear word.
"I am not swimming naked!" Matt exclaimed "I'm not a free spirit like you."
"I think you're just chicken. Buccaw!"
"Jeff, I really wanna finish this." Matt picked up his book and opened it.
"Fine."
Matt was soon lost in his reading until a large shadow suddenly blocked out the sun. "I was serious." He said, not looking up.
"Imma stand here until you get in." Jeff folded his arms across his chest. "Or Imma throw you in."
For years Jeff had been threatening that one day he was gonna be able to throw Matt into the pool.
"Jeff, go away!" Matt shouted
"Make me!" Jeff taunted
Matt thought about it. How could he make Jeff leave him alone? He was thankful that there was nobody within a couple miles or he would never have tried what he did. He grabbed Jeff between the legs and squeezed. It was a gentle squeeze, but still unexpected to the younger Hardy. "If you don't leave me be, Imma gonna..."
"Do what... jerk me off?" Jeff dared
"No." Matt replied
"Well that's what you're doing." Jeff responded
Matt looked down and to his horror, that is exactly what he was doing. His hand was moving up and down Jeff's shaft.
"Oh God!" Matt shouted, running inside and upstairs. Jeff wrapped a towel around his waist and followed.
"Matty, wait!" Jeff bounded up the stairs to the room they still shared. He rattled the door, but Matt had locked it. "Lemme in!"
"Go away!" Matt shouted
"I can't... it's my room too! Besides I need to change." Jeff pounded on the door.
Jeff heard the sounds of a chair being moved and finally the door was opened.
"I thought I was going to have to kick the door down or something." Jeff nonchalantly went over to his side of the room and started looking for something to wear.
The room was silent.
"Jeff, I..." Matt finally spoke up.
Jeff threw an armload of clothes on his bed. "What?"
"Can we please try to forget that just happened?" Matt pleaded, his face reddening.
"What... that my brother was giving me a hand job?" Still only wearing a towel, Jeff sat down on his bed and patted the mattress.
Matt hesitated. After what had just happened, he was confused. Why had he done it and why had his body responded the way it did?
"Imma not gonna hurt ya." Jeff said
With a lot of second-guessing on Matt's part, he sat down beside Jeff.
"Jeff, I'm sorry. I was outta line and I understand if you want to kick the shit outta me. I'll let you take the first swing." Matt closed his eyes and waited for Jeff to fire away.
Jeff did make contact with Matt's face, but it was not with his fist... it was with his lips. It only lasted a moment, but it was enough. Matt opened his eyes suddenly and stared right into his brother's green ones.
"Jeff, what are you doing?"
"Shhh..." Jeff placed his fingers across Matt's lips. "You spoil the moment when you talk too much."
"But..." Matt was really messed up. Was Jeff actually encouraging this?
"Matty, I'm hoping that what happened by the pool means you love me in the same way I've dreamed of loving you." Jeff asked, earnestly staring into Matt's eyes.
"Jeff, this is so fucked up." Matt replied. Was he actually thinking about turning down the one thing he'd wanted for years?
"No one ever said that love was easy." Jeff traced the outline of Matt's mouth with his fingers. "But if you love honestly, it doesn't matter... so do you wanna finish what you started?"
He glanced down to his lower regions.
"Are you sure?"
"Matty, I know you'll never hurt me. You need this as much as I do, big brother." Jeff lay back on the bed, and spread his legs.
Still a little uncertainly, Matt ran his hand along the inside of Jeff's leg, across the pale skin. Part of him still thought that this might be a sick joke...
"Matty, you're hopeless." Jeff grabbed his brothers hand and pulled it under the towel, allowing him access to his most private place.
Matt ran his fingers across the smooth skin he found there in much the same way he had done by the pool.
Jeff's eyes soon closed. "Mmmm..." He moaned
"I'm not hurtin' ya, am I?" Matt quickly stopped.
"No... much better than when I do it myself." Jeff whispered, folding his legs to give Matt better access. For his part, Matt puled the towel aside and for the first time got a good look at Jeff's penis. His fingers moved along the still damp skin, tracing along the vein than ran along back of it, across the hole in the top, and down and around the head. He'd never done this to another guy before, but he figured if it felt good to him, it should be okay.
Soon enough, Jeff was fully hard. His breathing became a little more labored as Matt continued to pleasure him with his hand, sometimes pausing to squeeze, sometimes tickling the tight sack beneath.
"Matty, more... please?" Jeff's voice cracked. "That feels so good..."
Matt closed his hand around and began stroking him quickly. His dirtiest fantasy was right here and there was no stopping him now.
Jeff's head thrashed from side to side as he fought the waves of pleasure that threatened to drown him. He'd wanted this ever since that night when he'd first learned how to masturbate.
"Matty, Imma there." Jeff panted, thrusting his hips hard into Matt's hand.
Matt knew the signs of the approaching orgasm, so he steadied his hand and let Jeff do the work. He alternated between watching Jeff's face and his cock. Part of him wanted to witness Jeff's rapture, but another part of him wanted to see what Jeff's cum looked like.
"Fuck... Matty... Imma comin'!" Jeff arched his back off the bed when he exploded, shooting into Matt's fist. Matt pumped him for several more shots until Jeff collapsed, totally spent.
"Wow... not bad for a kid who ain't old enough to shave yet!" Matt looked at the thick liquid that covered his hand. He wiped it on the towel, then quickly nestled down beside his brother.
"That was awesome, big brother." Jeff snuggled close.
"I know." Matt curled up in Jeff's arms and they were soon dozing in the mid-afternoon shade.
It was such a tender moment, one that I had anticipated for a long time. Jeff tells me everything, so I knew that he was having these feelings for Matt. It was nice to see him find love with someone else, even if that someone did have the same last name.
That was the first night in many months that Jeff did not sleep with me in his arms, but I didn't mind. I was already passed out on the other bed, anyway.
TBC
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