Glen's POV

I can't believe that Adam talked me into getting all this stuff. To be honest I do like the way I look in the leather pants. After spending about four hours shopping and ending up with everything from lube to massage oils we head to the check out. The poor man behind the counter looked like he was going to faint when all three of us unloaded our arms. I felt my neck and face turn red as Adam and Afa joked with him over various articles. After forking over a hefty amount we headed out of the store, Adam pawing through one of the bags for something. He gave off a victorious laugh and began to open a box of candies that he had somehow slipped in on me.

"Want one?" He asked as he held the box out for me.

"Err, no." I replied when I got a good look at what the candy was. Sweetarts in the shapes of penis's and boobs.

"Your loss." He shrugged his shoulders and tipped the box into his open mouth.

Thankfully the car wasn't too far away and after stowing everything in the trunk we headed back to the hotel. I was sure that Justin was up by now, and Mark should just be moving. I looked down at my watch and my eyes widened. It was past 2:30. Damn I didn't mean to be gone that long. I had wanted to get back and spend some time in bed with them, it was Saturday after all. We pulled into the parking lot and grabbed the bags. They were black bags, completely inconspicuous, except for the large lettering that read 'Lions Den Adult Bookstore and Toy emporium' in glittering gold across the side. I sent a prayer up to whatever deity was watching over me, please let me get these things back to my room before anyone else sees me.

Adam hulstled us to the elevator and pressed the button. I was too busy letting out the breath I was holding to notice that it wasn't the button for my floor.

Justin's POV

I never knew that the Harley store had such a wide array of clothing. I got Mark the new vest, but as I was thumbing through the various articles I came across something that made me smile deviously. On the rack towards the back were a pair of black as sin leather riding chaps. Both Mark and Glen had their own pair but I was left out. I checked the size and my smile got even larger, they were my size. I grabbed them and started to look for something to go with them. By the time I checked out I had a few pair of leather pants, a couple vests; for Glen, Mark and I and some studded bracelets. As the chaps were folded and placed in a bag I was mentally going through my clothing to see what would look best with them.

After paying the lady behind the counter I hurried out to the car. According to the receipt it was 3pm. I put the things in the back seat and hurried towards the hotel, hoping that Brian and Matthew were back so I could use their room to change in. Cautiously I crept down to my room so I could grab the outfit that I had thought of when I was in line. Thankfully neither Mark or Glen were in the room and I hurried back out. I tried Brian's number but there wasn't an answer, same with Matthew. With a growl I flipped my phone shut. I was about to wing it when I seen Matt and Jeff Hardy heading my way. I don't know them that well, but we have had a couple of conversations here and there.

"Hey guys." I said nervously, hoping that they wouldn't think I was weird for what I was about to ask.

"Yea?" Matt answered, a grin on his face.

"Umm, I was wondering if I could possibly change clothes in your guys' room?"

"Did ya get locked out?" Jeff asked as he looked at the door.

"No, I just don't want Glen or Mark to see me this soon." I held my breath as they looked at one another, seemingly conversing with their eyes.

"Sure. Come on." Matt said as he patted my shoulder.

"Thank you guys." I said as let the breath out slowly, relieved that they had ok'd it.

"Don't worry man. We've both been in your position before."

"Yea." Jeff threw in as he flanked my other side. "We'll make sure that you look down right sinful for tonight."

"Thanks....wait, what?" I asked confused as they once again traded smiles.

What in the hell have I gotten myself into now.

Mark's POV

Damn that Shawn Micheals. I don't know how he does it, but he talked me into getting everything he talked about at the table. Hunter for the most part was just hanging back and snickering as Shawn practically flew around the candle store in the mall. He had everything from tealights to 4.5 inch pillars in vanilla and rose scent. The girl behind the counter wasn't much more of a help, she was constantly showing him something different with each trip around the store. Finally I put my foot down and steered Shawn to the counter. He pouted somewhat and it took everything in my power to keep from giving him. Damn he's good.

The next stop after the candle store was a dollar store just a mile or so away. Shawn ducked in and returned a couple minutes later with three huge bags filled with holders and six boxes of fake rose petals. He put them in the back and then turned the car towards a floral shop that we had passed on their way to the mall. He wasn't letting Hunter or I out of the car and I was starting to worry about what he was doing. But again he was in and out of the flower shop, three huge bouquets of roses in his arms.

"Alright, now back to the hotel to get things put together." He said cheerily as he turned the engine over.

"But it's only, damn, it's 4:30 already." I said as I looked at my watch.

"I know. We have to get the room ready and get the meal ordered from the hotel."

"I still don't know how I let you talk me into this." I grumbled as I sat back against my seat.

"Because deep down inside you know that you have no idea about what to do for them. And from you this will mean so much more than just 'dinner and movie'." Shawn said as he stopped at a red light. "You can show them how much of a romantic that you really are."

I hate him some times, I really do. Hunter was still quiet, and that in itself was troubling, he never stays quiet for very long. I turned around in my seat to see what he was doing. Only to see that he was deep asleep, using the bags as a pillow. I shook my head and turned about around, watching the scenery flash by the window. Not to long after we reached the hotel and Shawn hurried us up to my room. After Hunter put his bags down Shawn shooed him away and turned to me with a smile on his face.

"Are you ready?" He asked.

"Don't you dare do this now." I warned.

"Fine." He pouted. "Let's get this party started."

Glen's POV

"You look.....wow." Afa said from his place on the bed.

Adam had taken me and my outfit and disappeared into the bathroom. A half hour later we reappeared and I tried not to blush as I looked at myself in the full length mirrored closet doors. The leather pants hugged my legs and ass tightly, leaving me wondering how in the hell I got them on; and the shirt which was little more than criss-crossed leather strips exposed alot of flesh. I had two leather cuff on my wrist and a matching collar around my throat. I looked like a walking ad for deviant sexual escapades.

"Yea, big guy. You'll knock 'em dead when you show up looking like that." Adam said, chewing his gum slowly as he looked me up and down as if looking for some imagined flaw. "You better get going. It's 5pm."

And with that I was pushed towards the door and out into the hallway. Adam didn't say anything, just shut the door and locked it. I started down the hall, hoping that no one would see me, but only got a few feet when I heard a door open. I turned around and seen Adam tossing out my ball-gag and cuffs before closing the door again. With a blush that covered my entire body I hurried back and grabbed them before practically running towards the elevator. The ride seemed to take forever and I found myself tapping my foot impatiently as it headed up. Soon though the ride was over and I hurried down to my room. I stopped outside the door and took a deep breath before opening the door. And stopped dead as I took in the sight. This night was going to be one for the history books.

Justin's POV

The Hardy's were more than helpful and in no time had me looking like a reject from the village people. I don't know how Jeff managed to get me into his shirt, but it worked. The shirt was long sleeved and black and paired with my jeans and chaps I looked ready to ride. Matt was sitting in a chair watching as Jeff flitted around, tossing out comments every once and a while. After Jeff was done he got up and circled around and I swore I could feel his gaze flicking up and down my body. He finally stepped away with a satisfied grunt.

"Perfect." He said.

"Hey you better get going man." Jeff said as he looked at his watch. "It's 5pm."

"Damn. I hope their not back yet." I said as I gathered everything and hurried towards the door.

"Break a leg!" Matt called, and I snorted as Jeff started to laugh.

Seeing as how they were on the same floor I only had to dart down the hall to get to the room. I quickly slid my key-card into the door and pushed it open, coming to a complete stop when I seen the flickering light of candles. On the bed was Mark, wearing nothing but his leather riding chaps. My mouth went dry and I slowly walked to the bed where he lay watching me with hooded eyes. This was going to be one hell of a night.