The First Time is Always the Nicest

Message from Bunny: Here we go again! It's been asked, after hearing about Jeff's activities in the last chapter, and hopefully the investigators don't read these because from what Jeff has told me, the case is still open! Although how they could use a stuffed rabbit's blog as evidence is beyond me! But where was I??? Oh yeah, the question. Where was I while Jeff was locked up?

The assumption is correct that I wasn't with Jeff, although if they'd let me be with him, I'm sure that Jeff would confess to everything from killing JoMo to the Kennedy assassination to sneaking downstairs and watching scrambled porn when he was fifteen! I was holed up at the compound, waiting desperately for someone to tell me something, anything! But alas, I was in the dark for days! Talk about panic! Not even Shannon came by to talk! Not fun at all!!!

Today's topic is the events of July 5th, 1999. The place: Fayetteville, North Carolina. The situation: Matt and Jeff win their first Tag Team Championship and in their home state, nonetheless! In fact, Fayetteville is only about 30 miles from Cameron.

This was back when Jeff used to let me watch RAW. He'd leave the television on before he left so I'm watching along with the rest of the WWE universe. I almost fall over when Matt hits that tornado DDT and gets the one two three on Bradshaw. Okay, Michael Hayes and his cane helped a little, but still!

I"m sure you've all seen the match, so I won't harp on it. But the boys had a good time afterward. They went out and had a couple. Not too many, because Jeff was barely legal at the time and if you've seen the match, he looks like he's still in his teens!

Two in the morning, they stroll into the house. I'm still waiting for them, watching the late movie and Matt is drunk. He's trying to sing some rap song and not only can he not sing worth a crap, but he can't even remember half the words.

"C'mon Matty, let's get you to bed. We gotta house show in Charlotte at seven and we don't wanna disappoint Mr. McMahon by showing up hungover." Jeff grabs me and carries us both up to their shared bedroom. They decided to spend the night at home for old time's sake.

"Shh, Matty, we can't wake up Daddy!" Jeff whispers when Matt decides to try singing again.

"Daddy's with auntie, remember?" Matt whispers conspiratorially. "We should raid his liquor cabinet and have a real party!"

"No, Matty, we're gonna get some sleep! We've had a long day." Whoa! Jeff being responsible??? For a moment, I thought I was drunk hearing that!

"I don't wanna sleep, I wanna party!" Matt starts to jump on the bed. Horrified that he might break it, Jeff grabs Matt's trouser leg to pull him down, but all he succeeds in doing is pulling Matt's pants down.

"Awww, Matty, commando?" Jeff scrunched his face at the sight of his brother's flopping pecker.

Matt suddenly decided that jumping on the bed wasn't all that much fun and he flopped down.

"It's fun." Matt answered

"What is?" Jeff asked

"Not wearing anything under my jeans. That way, if a girl wants to play with you, she doesn't have far to go." Matt slurred "You should try it sometime."

"No thanks. I'd rather not have denim rubbing against my dick. Prolly wear the skin right off." Jeff replied

"It's not too bad." Matt looks over, his eyes shining. "Sometimes it makes me hard. Wanna see?"

"Matt, I've seen your dick so many times I've lost count." Jeff really just wanted to get some sleep. "We've been changing in front of each other for years."

"Yeah, but you've never seen little Matt at his full potential." Matt smiled warmly. "But I've seen yours."

"Matty, you said you'd never tell!" Jeff shouted "And that was years ago!"

"Little, bro I would never!" Matt sighed "Now that you've finally found someone you like, I guess I gotta do the same."

"What about that Amy girl I saw you talking to?" Jeff asked

"Jeff, she's really nice, but... girls don't do it for me." Matt looked over and Jeff could see fear in his eyes.

I knew what was coming. I had known for months that Matt was struggling with his sexuality, but I never thought he'd come out this way.

"Matty, are you gay?" Jeff asked, still a little naive.

"I'll understand if you want me to keep my distance, now that you're with Beth. Can't have her think you're anything but straight." Matt kicked off the rest of his clothes and climbed under the covers.

Jeff was stunned. I was stunned and I knew.

"Damn! Matt, how long have you... I mean... ???" Jeff was having a real hard time elucidating his thoughts.

"I don't wanna talk about it." Matt snuggled under the covers.

"Well I do. How could you keep something like this from me? We tell each other everything and you keep something this important from me!" Jeff yelled "And I don't care who fuckin' hears this."

"Whatever..." Matt replied

"Whatever... that's your answer? Whatever?" Jeff stormed out of the bedroom.

I think Matt fell asleep before Jeff came back into the room. Jeff quickly changed into his pajamas and got into bed, I think he was a little afraid that Matt was gonna make another move on him.

Jeff brought me down for breakfast the next morning. Gil was in the midst of his morning fry-up.

"Mornin', son."

"Mornin' pops."

"I say ya on the tellervision las' night. You boys finally did it!"

"Yeah, we did." Jeff replied,. His lack of enthusiasm was the first clue. He poured a cup of coffee and sat at the table, staring morosely at it.

"Jeffrey, something bothering you?" Gil asked

"Dad, has Matt told you that he's y'know...?"

"Queer?" Gil finished "Yep."

"He told me last night." Jeff replied

"Good."

"Good? My brother is a fag and you say it's good!" Jeff exclaimed

"No, it's good that he told you. Matt and I have never been real close, emotion-wise since your ma died, but it's nice to know that he loves us enough to share this part of himself with us." Gilbert answered "Three or four eggs?"

"Four." Jeff answered "Oh, then you're okay with this?"

"I didn't say that, son. I'm old-fashioned and we are in the Dirty South. You know I have always been protective of you two giving off any hints of anything, but I can't live your lives for you. You boys have made your own choices and I'll stand by them. At least y'all are makin' some money with that wrasslin' thing." Gil returned to his skillet.

I'm not sure who was more shocked by Gil's words... me or Jeff. I think we both expected a bible lesson about how "man shall lot lie with man as he does woman".

Footsteps on the stairs indicated the arrival of the elder Hardy boy.

"Mornin' Matthew. Eggs are almost ready."

Matt sat down opposite Jeff. "We need to talk." He mouthed

Breakfast was eaten quickly and quietly and once the dishes were done, Gil left for his morning rounds.

"What do you think we need to talk about?" Jeff retorted "Everything's perfectly clear to me. No! My brother is a sick freak!"

"I guess we don't need to talk then." Matt runs out the front door.

"Fuckin' smart, Jeffro." If I coulda, I would've slapped the shit outta him right there. I can't even cross my paws to show my indignation. Maybe something in my body language does get to him, because moments later, he runs after Matt.

"Matty, wait!" Jeff gets on his motorcycle and stuffs me in his jacket. Ouch!

Jeff drives all over town, shouting his brother's name. He finally finds Matt, perched on top of a hill at the old gravel pit where they used to race. Jeff parks and climbs the hill. I'm pretty sure he has no idea what the hell he's doing, but this is Jeffro we're talking about... he doesn't always make careful thought-out decisions.

He drops down beside Matt and they stare out into space. From there, you can see most of the town.

"Go away Jeff." Matt finally says

"Matt, I am not going away." Jeff replies "I wasted half a tank of gas finding your sorry ass and I'm not wasting the rest of it until we have this settled."

"What's there to settle?" Matt wouldn't even look Jeff in the face. "You made your position quite clear."

"I've always been good with words." Jeff smiled "But this time I think I put them in the wrong order?"

"Wrong order? How else can you arrange no, my brother is a sick freak?" Matt answered

"Is my brother a sick freak? No." Jeff said

Matt finally looked over at his younger brother. His eyes clearly conveyed that he didn't believe what he was hearing.

"Love is one of those weird things that affects all of us differently." Jeff answered "I just never thought... I mean, what happened years ago, I thought that was just curiosity because we never talked about it."

"I wanted to, but I didn't know how to."

"Matty, if you're into guys that's none of my business." Jeff answered "It's just that, hell, you know I haven't had a lot of experience with sex. And I was afraid that if I allowed myself to do what you wanted last night, I'd destroy our bond."

"You mean you wanted to?" Matt asked

"Part of me was curious." Jeff answered "I mean, you made me cum but we fell asleep before I could return the favor."

While this was touching, I wished Jeff hadn't thrown on his leather jacket before leaving. I was suffocating.

"Jeffro, nothing can destroy what we have."

"I know." Jeff rubbed Matt's neck. "So... do you still want me to see little Matty at his full potential?

Matt's eyes shone. "Only if you want to."

"I wonder if that old hidey-hole in the grove is still there?"

"Only one way to find out." Matt and Jeff raced to Jeff's bike and drove off to the fort they'd built almost a decade ago.

I think if either of them had known what was going to happen almost a decade later, this whole incident would almost seem funny. BTW, if you watch the match they had on the following week's RAW, you'll see how much closer they are. Just thought I'd tell you why!

TBC