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I have changed the time frame and randomly switched some of the characters from Smackdown to Raw in that year to suit my purpose. It doesn't matter if you can't remember who was supposed to be on which brand.
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Chapter 3
The days passed quickly. Back home in North Carolina, Matt tried to find out from Jeff who had hurt him back in 2003 but he adamantly refused to reveal anything. He broke down crying, begging his brother not to pursue the matter. He wanted to forget the past and didn't want Matt or Mark to bring it up.
Matt finally decided to cancel the bash, he couldn't help wondering, what if one of the guests was Jeff's abuser? He couldn't live with the thought that he had invited his baby brother's tormentor back into their home, their safe haven. He tried again to convince Vince to let him stay with Jeff but it was in vain. Mark gave his promise to look after Jeff and it helped to assuage his fears somewhat. There was nothing else he could do. He prayed fervently that Jeff would stay safe from harm.
It was the day Jeff would be returning to the ring. He flew in alone around noon and checked in immediately into the hotel. As pre-arranged, he would be sharing a room with Mark. Jeff collected his card key from the front desk and took the elevator to the eighth floor. As the door opened, he saw Adam waiting along the corridor.
"Hi Adam!" he called out to him, pulling his trolley bag with one hand while hand-carrying another with the other. He had a satchel slung over his back as well.
"Jeff, it's good to see you again! Here, let me help you with that," Adam moved forward to offer his assistance with the bags.
"Thanks but I'm good," he reached Adam's side and smiled at the tall blonde, "Who're you waiting for?"
His question was answered by John who had immediately appeared at the doorway when he heard Adam call out Jeff's name.
"Jeff! It's about time, I .. we've been waiting for you to turn up!" John didn't want to appear obvious, though he had been waiting anxiously for Jeff hours ago!
"Oh!" Jeff smiled shyly at John who grinned broadly at him. He was pleasantly surprised to hear that they had been waiting for him.
"Let me help you get your bags into your room." He took the carrier and trolley bag from Jeff despite his protests.
They headed towards Mark's room which was located at the corridor end. A door suddenly opened to their right and Dave stepped out.
He smiled down at Jeff, "Hey Jeff, glad to see you've arrived. Have a good flight in?" He had heard them and was just as eager as John to see Jeff again.
Jeff smiled nervously at Dave before responding, "Hi Dave, huh .. the flight's okay."
Dave smiled at Jeff's nervousness. He believed he knew the reason why. Mark had spoken to him and he assumed, to John as well, a couple of days ago. He wanted to know what his true intentions were. Dave admitted that he was serious about courting Jeff. Mark had told him in explicit terms that he had better not be toying with Jeff or he would have to face the consequences. He promised to deliver pain and suffering if Dave ever hurt Jeff.
Needless to say, Mark would have conveyed both his and John's intentions to Jeff. That might explain why he was so edgy when they were around him.
Dave stepped closer to Jeff, he wanted to make his intentions clear to him. Jeff gasped in surprise when Dave ran his fingers lightly through his hair. Dave could feel him trembling underneath his touch. He spoke softly, "You change your hair color again. You look good, Jeff."
A blushing and speechless Jeff just stood and stared wide-eyed at Dave. He was taken aback by Dave's boldness. The guy was flirting with him!
John looked about to explode, his eyes narrowed to mere slits and his veins stood prominent on his forehead. His hands were clenched tightly around the handles of Jeff's bags and he wanted to throw them at his rival. The audacity of that man, he touched his little Jeff!
Adam was leaning casually against the wall, a cocky grin on his face. Unbeknownst to all, he and Randy had taken a bet as to who would ultimately win Jeff over. Adam's money was on Dave while Randy's on John. At the moment, it looked like Dave had the advantage. It was 1 to 0, in favor of Dave.
Randy stepped out of his room just then. He studied the situation and realized that the contest for Jeff's affections had begun!
He quickly joined Adam and whispered, "Who's winning so far?"
Adam turned to look at him, a confident grin on his face, "Who do you think? Dave just made his move! But I'm afraid this may get out of hand, John looks about to lose it!"
To their relief, Mark's door opened and he stepped out. With a glance, he took in the situation.
"Why is everyone standing out here? Jeff, glad you're finally here. John, you may want to bring in the bags and .. " he gave the others a hard look, "the rest of you can scram!"
He pulled a still shocked Jeff into the room and let John enter before he shut the door firmly. Mark shook his head hopelessly, he was going to have his hands full now that Jeff was here. The young pup had just stepped into the hotel and the guys were already sniffing around him!
He turned to Jeff, "You're alright, Jeff?"
Jeff had regained his composure since those brown eyes were no longer holding him prisoner.
He nodded to assure Mark, "I'm fine, Mark."
He turned to John who was placing his bags on the floor.
"Thanks John, why don't you have a seat?" He sat on his bed, folding one leg underneath him.
Mark sighed, he might as well make himself scarce until time for lunch.
"Jeff, I'm just going to the lobby. I'll come back for you around one. You have my number, call me if you need anything, okay?"
"Yes, Mark, I'll see you later." He was grateful to Mark for giving him some time with John. He liked John a lot!
But Mark was not done yet. He turned to John, giving him a deadly glare, "You keep your hands to yourself, if you know what's good for you! You understand me boy?"
John gulped and nodded. He didn't want to mess with the Deadman, in or out the ring, period!
As Mark made his exit, John relaxed and took the opportunity to study Jeff closely. He had darkened his hair to charcoal brown and they were now streaked with fiery orange and forest green which enhanced his emerald eyes. Jeff was dressed in a white muscle shirt, black tight jeans with a silver belt and high-cut platform black boots. A pair of tiny silver hoops adorned his ears and he wore a cross pendant on a silver chain around his neck. He looked absolutely gorgeous!
Jeff blushed at his close scrutiny and looked down at the carpet, feeling awkward with the attention. John came and sat beside him and cleared his throat uncomfortably.
"Huh .. Jeff, would you like to go out with me tonight? I would like to take you out to celebrate your return."
Jeff gave him a big smile, "That's real thoughtful of you, John. I love to but can I just check with Mark first? He may have made plans for tonight already."
"Fine, just let me know when you can."
They made small talk, learning about each other. Jeff felt comfortable with John. He was easy going and had a great sense of humor. When he learnt that John worked out twice a day at the gym, he scrunched his face up in distaste. That made John laugh, Jeff made no qualms as to what he liked and disliked. They talked about their families, their interests, their likes and dislikes and their dreams. By the time Mark came back, both men realized that their newfound friendship could be taken to another level. They got on well together.
The afternoon passed quickly. Jeff trained with Mark at the gym, preparing for his match for that night. He was excited yet nervous to step into the ring again after a long lapse of absence.
When his entrance music played, the fans went wild. As Jeff stepped out, the whole arena were on their feet, the screaming fans applauded and cheered his return. They chanted his name and waved "Welcome Back" signs. The atmosphere was electrifying!
Jeff did a run-in to interrupt Edge's ring time and subsequently was scheduled to face him in a non-title match which he won by disqualification when Amy interfered.
Mark waited with some of the guys for Jeff to return backstage. They applauded him once he stepped in. Jeff was flushed with excitement, the crowd's reaction was overwhelming and he was deeply touched by the signs he saw out there. They had missed him and had welcomed him back with open arms! And now, the guys backstage were also showing him the same courtesy. It was too overwhelming and he felt himself tearing up.
Mark gave him a warm hug, glad that his little pup had finally come back home!
Adam clapped a hand around his shoulder, "Well done Jeff, they have truly missed you and so have we!"
Each came forward to shake his hands while the divas gave him hugs. Finally, it came down to Dave and John. Both guys eyed each other warily but they were just going to congratulate Jeff, there was no need to be on their guard.
John pulled Jeff into a hug and it felt so good to hold him in his arms. He tried not to think of how good Jeff felt against his body.
He finally released him, but not before whispering into his ear, "You're truly something special Jeff, especially to me!"
Jeff blushed prettily at John's words. He hesitated before leaning forward to give John a peck on the cheek.
The guys around them cheered and applauded. Randy shouted above the din, "Come on John, don't be a wuss, kiss him back!"
On the urgings of his co-workers, John took courage from them and went with the flow. He pulled Jeff, who gave a small squeak of surprise, into his arms and softly pressed a kiss onto his lips. His lips felt so soft and warm, they were so inviting. John deepened the kiss, and to his surprise and delight, Jeff melted against him without resistance. When he finally released Jeff, both were gasping for air.
The guys hooted and cheered, shouting "HOT! HOT! HOT!"
Jeff looked like he was about to swoon, John had taken him by surprise! He didn't expect John to come on to him like that, but he had to admit he liked it!
Randy turned, grinning at Adam who was standing next to him, "I believe we're even now. One point each to Dave and John. At this rate, I dare say whoever gets Jeff in bed first will be declared the winner! What say you?"
Adam didn't get a chance to reply. As Randy was speaking, Dave had just stepped forward to face Jeff. Without a word, he gently grasped Jeff's chin with one hand and tilting his head, he bent down to take his mouth. He covered Jeff's mouth entirely, sucking on his lips while his tongue slipped in between them, seeking entrance. Jeff mewled softly and leaned against Dave, his mouth opened on its own volition, allowing Dave to explore his mouth. Oh God, Jeff tasted so good!
Dave knew he had to stop, his body was beginning to respond and it would be awkward to be seen standing in front of everyone with a hard-on in his ring attire.
He reluctantly released Jeff, wanting more than anything else to carry him off to bed, but instead he uttered, "Congratulations Jeff and welcome home!"
He watched as Jeff gasped for air, his face was flushed and his hair disheveled, he held a hand to his kiss-swollen lips and Dave could tell he was trembling. He suddenly realized that his co-workers were gawking at them.
It was Adam who broke the silence, "Damn it Dave! Some of us would now have to go out there with a hard-on, crotch pads regardless!"
Everybody burst out with laughter, except for John. He couldn't believe that Dave had bested him again! He watched as Mark held Jeff protectively and moved him towards their dressing room. He would see him later after the show. He sighed, he had planned to take Jeff out alone but Mark had already arranged for them to go out and celebrate together. He would still get to see Jeff but just not alone and Dave would be going too.
Dave had proven himself to be a tough competitor. John enjoyed the challenge, but he couldn't help wondering if Jeff wouldn't want to be caught in between them. He frowned, he didn't want to put Jeff in a dilemma but he didn't want to give him up either. He would need to talk to Jeff and find out his feelings on this. John walked away, intending to do just that at the first opportunity he got.
The eyes watched him depart before the owner made his way back to his own dressing room. Too many people were in his way.
Dave and John were obviously trying to best each other to win Jeff over which meant they would be hanging around him all the time.
Mark watched over him like a hawk and was always by his side, in and out of the arena. It would be difficult to get Jeff alone but there must be a way!
His eyes narrowed when he thought of how John and Dave kissed Jeff earlier on. They had tasted his sweet Jeffrey! His hands balled into fists and he punched the lockers with his pent-up emotions.
He never expected Jeff to leave then. It was his life-long dream to be a WWE superstar, but the boy gave it all up! He managed to escape and the man thought he would never see Jeff again. He didn't think Jeff would ever come back after what they did to him.
But as fate had seen fit, it had delivered the man he had desired for so long, right back to him! Jeff was still out of his reach, though. He had him right there but he couldn't even get near enough!
The man paced around in his dressing room, he might need to recruit help. He didn't like to ask for favors since it meant he had to return them. But if he could get his hands on Jeff, it would be worth it!
He closed his eyes and fantasized how it would be when he finally got Jeff in his bed.
He would taste those sweet lips, and explore the sweet hot depths of his pretty little mouth. He would nibble and kiss the curve of that lovely neck and find his pulse and bit gently on it just to hear him moan.
The boy would lie naked beneath him, sweet moans leaving his mouth as his hands and mouth explored his lithe body. He would kiss and nibble on his collarbone, bit and lick his pectorals, suck on his sweet pink nipples, lick and kiss his way down his abs to his hips. He would nip at the indents of his hip bone, lap his way down to his groin and bury his face into the soft blonde curls of his pubic region.
The boy would mewl and arch into his hands as he stroked his slender shaft into a hardened rod. He would spread his legs open and bend them towards his chest, leaving his lovely pucker exposed, for him to do as he pleased. He would lick around the pucker and Jeff would writhe with need, soft mewls and pants leaving his mouth.
His tongue would slip past the tight ring of muscles and he would push in deep. Jeff would be arching his back, trying to take his tongue deeper into his hole. He would pull out his tongue and position the head of his hardened cock at his entrance. He would imprison Jeff's hands above his head, pinning them down as he entered him roughly, burying himself to the hilt in a single move. The boy would cry out in pain and arched his back, tears would leak from his eyes. He would kiss the tears away, pull out and slam in hard again.
He would feel the boy trembling underneath him, his blood seeping out of his hole onto the sheets. He would feel the blood coating his cock, lubricating it as he pulled out and thrust in again.
He would increase the pace and find his prostrate, hit it repeatedly and make him cry out desperately. Jeff would thrash his head around, his hair floating on the pillow like a halo. He would pant and groan, his hands clutching his shoulders for leverage as he arched his back to take his hard cock deep inside him.
He would continue to pound hard and deep into him, savoring the sweet mewls, the whimpers, the groans, the cries that leave his sweet mouth. He would fuck him deep! fuck him hard! fuck him senseless! He would rut like an animal, harsh pants and grunts leaving his mouth.
The boy's wondrous long legs would be wrapped tightly around his waist, his back arched at an impossible angle, begging to be taken, begging to be filled. He would wrap his hand around Jeff's cock, stroking hard in time with his thrusts. The sensations would build as he increased momentum, the thrusting would become frantic.
He would hear Jeff's breath hitched before he screamed his ecstasy, his cum splashing onto their bellies. The orgasm would cause his rectal muscles to clench tight around his cock, milking him. He would release into him, his seed filling him, marking him. He would have finally claimed him. Jeff would be his!
The man panted harshly, he had released into his pants and was now slumped against the lockers. He slid down slowly to the floor, catching his breath.
He must make sure neither Dave nor John got to Jeff first. Back then, he had ensured that no one penetrated the boy. It was highly unlikely that he was untouched all these years, but it didn't matter. What mattered now was that he made Jeff wholly his. He would make the boy succumb to him willingly. The man had decided, it was time to put his plans into action.
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