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Phil never knew he could reach such level of extreme… or such a level of being pathetic. But he has, he knew it and now that he was there he could do nothing but carry on with what he came to do… or he could also start his car, put in reverse and get the hell out of there.

He should do the later… his mind knew it, it has known it for a very long time now; and as he stood there, in the cold and undecided, that mind that has turned into an obsolete part of his anatomy tried to reason with the rest of him.

Leave… no one needs to know you came all the way here… no one needs to know about anything.

But he knew… if he chickened out he was going to know; if he left he was going to come off as a coward, and if there was something Philip Brooks wasn't it was a fucking coward. Besides, he didn't drive all those miles to backtrack now… to turn around at the last moment.

It was plain and simple too late to back away. His only way out was if Jeff decided not to show…

"This is fucking ridiculous" He mumbled to himself as he buried his hands into the front pockets of his hoodie, his eyes focused on the big house that rose in the near distance.

No sign of Jeff as of yet…

He shifted his position, resting his back against his car as he waited. He knew he shouldn't be there, and now that he had time to think about it he didn't know why he had driven all the way to North Carolina… the whole thing wasn't supposed to turn this way.

What he was supposed to, was having Jeff out of his system and out of his mind… he needed to get rid of his phantom just like he got rid of him professionally; but the cold reality was that he hasn't been able to, not even after weeks passed by without seeing him…

That lack of Jeff only made things worse, his desire to see him and to touch him turned into a strong need that wouldn't go away. It was official, he was doomed, his mind was fucked up and he didn't know what the hell was wrong with him… after all he wasn't into guys and let alone into Jeff, the man represented everything that he hated in this world, everything that was wrong with society.

But even when he knew all that he couldn't push him off his mind.

"Are out of your fucking mind, what the hell are you doing here?" Came the low voice of the one person that has come to occupy most of his thoughts as of late.

With a slight grin on his face, Phil turned around. He had expected to see Jeff walking out of the house, but instead he has come from somewhere behind him. Now he was standing a few steps away from him, close enough for Phil to extend his hand and touch him…

"It was about time you showed up, I've been standing here since forever" In fact, it has only been ten minutes… but it sure felt like forever.

Jeff shook his head, almost as if he couldn't believe Phil. "You know my brother will kill you if he finds out you are in his backyard don't you?"

Phil shrugged, his eyes fixed on Jeff's green orbs, his fingers aching to touch him. "Then we better get out of here before he finds out"

Jeff snorted and brought his hands to his hips, his eyes on Phil in the same manner the younger man's were on him. "What makes you think I'll go anywhere with you?"

Phil chuckled, taking his hands out of his pockets so he could accommodate the beanie that covered his head. "Hardy, I drove a long way to get here and I won't have a no for an answer…"

"Well, it seems to me like you will have to take a no for an answer" With that Jeff turned around, giving his back to Phil as he began to walk away.

But of course, Phil was not having any of that so he reached out and grabbed Jeff by the arm, swirling him around so that they were face to face. "Jeff… I don't think you understand…"

"No Punk, you are the one who doesn't understand. I said no, I won't go anywhere with you so you can play your little games with me; now leave before Matt finds you are here" Jeff tried to pull away from Phil's grip but the raven haired man held on.

For a moment Jeff stood there, unmoving and waiting for Phil to say something… and Phil knew he should say something, anything that would make Jeff get into his car. But he didn't want to come off as if he was begging… as if he could go crazy if he didn't have Jeff that night, all for himself.

"Come on, I promise it will be worth it, no games"

Jeff bit his lower lip and looked away, kind of as if he was actually considering going away with Phil. "I don't think that's a good idea…" He said finally, sighing.

Phil saw his doubt and took that moment to pull Jeff to him, making it easy to capture his lips with his. At first Jeff just remained motionless, but Phil lulled him into action, urging him to respond until they were both drinking from each other's breath.

They kissed long and deep, Jeff's hand coming to rest at the back of Phil's head as Phil's roamed freely over Jeff's back. It was messed up, but this is what Phil has been wanting ever since the last time he saw the older man; to kiss him and feel him, to have a more intimate encounter, one that they shouldn't have there…

"Jeff…" He breathed out once he pulled away from the kiss. "I swear that if you don't get in that car right now I'll just rip the clothes off your body and fuck your brains out right here" As if to prove his point, he slid his hands down to Jeff's ass and pulled him closer, letting him feel the intensity of his desire.

"You horny bastard… you know, I should leave you here, you can go in that car and jerk off for all I care…"

Phil grinned because even when Jeff said that he didn't make any attempt to leave. No… Jeff was not going to do that because he wanted this as much as him.

They were both fucking out of their minds; at least they now had a common ground.

"You can do that…" He said reaching for the bulge in front of the older man's pants, stroking the hardness there. "But that wouldn't take care of this"

"Well, will you take care of it? Last time you didn't…" Jeff asked in his thick southern accent.

"Of course I will…" Phil responded in a raspy voice while his hand kept touching Jeff through the fabric of his jeans. As weird as it sounded, he was very tempted to unzip those pants and take Jeff's hard cock out; he wanted to touch him without restrains.

How was it possible to despise a person so much and still want him with such impetus?

He looked up into the other man's eyes; they were gleaming in the dim light, looking right back into his as his breathing came out in short gaps. There was no doubt that Jeff was liking what Phil was doing, he was going to give in anytime now.

"I have a nice motel room, I want to take you there" Phil whispered, his fingers unzipping the jeans so he could engage into a more intimate contact with Jeff…

"I can't…" Jeff panted as Phil's fingers wrapped themselves around his now exposed arousal, stroking him with slow movements made to drive him mad. "I can't walk into a motel with you, everyone knows me around here…"

"Then I'll have to take you right here" Phil said working on Jeff's buckle. He was beyond caring, he wanted Jeff and he wanted him now, and if he had to fuck him in his brother's backyard to relieve the ache that was growing in him he was going to do it.

"Not here" Jeff said pulling away from Phil. "There is a spot, no one goes there at this hour…" After saying that and putting his dick back into his pats, Jeff began to walk away.

Phil followed him, his mind too far gone to give it much thought. He would rather use his motel room than going into the woods, but his body needed release and the sooner the better.

He had waited too long now…

After a few minutes of walking, Jeff made a stop near a lake and before he could as much as to turn around, Phil was already attacking his mouth.

Jeff responded to the kiss with the same eagerness, and while their lips and tongues were too occupied in a duel for dominance, their hands fumbled with their clothes, pulling shirts off and yanking pants down until there was nothing to separate them but flesh.

Phil allowed his hands to travel all over Jeff's body… his own body being explored as well, making him feel wanton. It was insane; he had never felt so much lust in his entire life… and for a man! A man that was supposed to be his enemy… he would never have believed that was possible.

But it was, and the more he touched and kissed Jeff, the more he wanted him…

When Phil was about to push Jeff down to the ground so he could satisfy his need of possessing him once more, Jeff pulled away and walked into the lake, leaving a perplexed and very aroused Phil standing in the dark.

"You want me? Come and get me…"

Phil blinked as Jeff walked even deeper into the lake, grinning and very naked… his pale skin illuminated by the soft light of the moon. "Get your ass back here Hardy" he grunted, he was in no mood for games.

But Jeff was not listening and if he was he was ignoring him, instead he made a little dance under the watchful face of the moon and then swam away.

"Bitch" Phil grumbled, taking a few steps towards the lake. He didn't want to get in, what he wanted was Jeff to get out so he could finish his business with him. But Jeff didn't seem to have any intention on doing so, so he took a deep breath, took off his beanie and got into the lake.

The water was not as cold as he had expected, in fact it was pleasantly warm… embracing his body inch by inch as he got deeper in and in the direction of Jeff.

Jeff, the little son of a bitch… when he noticed that Phil had gotten into the lake after him, he smiled and swam back to him, and once he was near enough he wrapped his arms around his neck and went back to kissing him, silencing whatever Phil was going to say.

Phil gave into the kiss without protest, pulling Jeff closer until one couldn't tell were his body ended and the other man's started. They kissed for the longest while, the momentum building until Phil's hand slid to the soft flesh of Jeff's behind.

The Hardy spread for him, taking the younger man between his legs and assuming a position where Phil's swollen cock was pushing against his tight entrance.

"Is this way you came here?" Jeff asked in a low voice as the tip of Phil's hard member begged in. "Isn't it…?"

Phil bit on his lips and holding Jeff in place, he pushed in, making the older man gasp in a mix of pain and pleasure. "Yes… I came all the way here for this" he responded, remaining still as Jeff got used to him.

Jeff didn't respond back, not even to curse at him; he just opened his eyes and stared right into Phil's olive eyes, his hands resting on Phil's shoulders.

That was it, Phil had given him enough time to adjust and now it was time to take care of his own needs. He pulled back almost all the way only to slam hard back in, the water made it all go in slow motion, making the sensation of burying all his length inside of Jeff more intense.

He groaned, repeating the action while his eyes refused to break away from Jeff's face. It was hypnotic to see the changes in his graceful features every time he impaled him, to see how he was biting on his lips to keep from moaning as they let go into the most intimate acts of all.

"You love this don't you?" He panted, moving one hand between their bodies so he could give a little bit of attention to Jeff's pulsing cock.

That tore a soft moan out of Jeff, making him throw his head back… closing his eyes as Phil worked on him, fucking him, stroking him… "Oh fuck…"

Phil took that low cry as a cue to go faster on Jeff; slamming as hard as the water allowed him as he claimed Jeff's addicting lips back as his. Jeff kissed back clumsily, moaning into his mouth until Phil felt him shudder in his arms… and as climax washed through him the younger one keep on.

"Fuck, fuck…" Jeff whimpered in ecstasy into Phil's mouth while the Chicago native's hand milked him for all he was worth.

Phil ran his tongue over his lips, pulling his face away to see the look on Jeff as he came; he liked that look on Jeff… face flushed, eyes shining, breathing ragged, he was too pretty for words…

After a while Jeff pulled him back into the kiss.

Phil on the other hand kept his rhythm, burying his manhood all the way into Jeff tightness, loving the way he felt… it was like he was made for him, it was a perfect fit. He could feel his own release begin to build.

"Jeff, God you are so fucking tight…" He was so close… Jeff's lips went back to him.

It only took him a few more thrust before he was spilling deep inside of Jeff, allowing a huge wave escape his body and into Jeff.

All that while Jeff held to Phil, taking everything there was to take while his kiss went on and on… until Phil, back to reality started to kiss him back.

After a while they both pulled away, trying to find their breaths and a way out of that cloud they were both in. "This is fucked up" Phil said breaking the silence as Jeff disentangled from him.

"Tell me about it…" Jeff said dreamily as he splashed water into his face. "You should really go now, Matt is going to start wondering where I am and I don't want him to see you here"

Screw Matt… was what Phil wanted to say, but instead he ran his fingers through his damp hair and chewed on his lip ring. "You really do everything Matt tells you to do, don't you?"

Jeff shrugged. "He is my brother; he only wants what's best for me"

Phil laughed out loud, making Jeff send him a heated glance. He didn't care; he didn't like Matt at all. "Yeah… after all he put you through? Come on Hardy, he treated you like shit and…"

"Same as you" Jeff said, plain and simple.

"Yeah…" He said looking up to the black skies. "Well, I guess I better go now…" Without looking back to Jeff, Phil walked out of the lake, gathering his clothes and putting them on over his soaking body.

He was not feeling quite right about this whole thing, there was something about it and he couldn't quite put a finger to it… the only thing he knew was that he needed to get out now, that he needed to gather his thoughts before he kept fucking things up…

TBC