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Chapter 7

Ok, so here we are again and frankly, we're getting to the part of the story that I really enjoy. And no it's not because things were working according to my plan. But rather, everyone involved was beginning to see what they wanted. I really don't want to ruin it for you, so here's a brief outline of things that happened so far.

Let's see…Adam and John were ex-lovers, John's other ex, Christy, broke his heart, Adam, Randy and Mark had a plan to make John jealous, but then John hurt Adam more by laughing at him and Mark agreed to pretend to be Adam's lover.

Sounds complicated, no? Well it's really not, it's quite simple actually. They had now all become ponds in my chess game of love and it was up to them to make their move.

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Myrtle Beach, South Carolina was the site of the Raw match between Edge and Cena. The match was interesting at best. There was so much sexual tension between the pair that, by the time they finished, John had a massive hard-on.

Just feeling Adam's body under his as he laid across him for the pin and the amount of aggression and testosterone it took to slam him around, made him want to slam Adam around again…but somewhere else. That was the part about being with a man that John enjoyed. There was nothing beautiful or sensual about it…it was pure, unadulterated, animalistic sex. And boy, let me tell how, did John want some!

John wasn't the only person feeling it either. Touching John's sweaty chest as he moved in for a belly to belly suplex and feeling John's hand rake through his hair as he grabbed him to get him down on his knees, was all too familiar. It had been almost three weeks, since Adam had seen any action and this was a little too close for comfort.

Adam laid there as John covered his body with his own for the pin and listened to his breath heavy in his ear. The smells of John's sweat mixed with the faintest traces of CK1 were driving him insane. He literally had to stop himself from reaching his hands out to hold John against his body; after all, he was at work and he was supposed to out due to the FU.

By the time they got back to the locker-room, Adam had forgotten all about being mad at John and Randy's stupid fucking plan. All he could think about was waking up next to John in the morning, a little sore but completely sated. He watched painfully, as John walked toward the shower, noticing his backward glance and satisfied smile. Just as Adam started to follow, he felt a hand touch his arm.

"Don't do it, Smiles." Mark's eyes pleaded sadly as he spoke. "I mean…you want things to change between you, right? If you sleep with him, you're only gonna end up right back where you were. You'll still be his fucking secret."

Adam sighed. He knew Mark was right, but damn, John was so hot and right now, Adam was too.

"Besides..." Randy interrupted. "tonight's your first lesson in women fucking 101." Both Mark and Adam looked at him like he was crazy. "Don't worry. This time it'll be different. I won't leave you alone…ooh, and I got diagrams."

"I gotta see this." Mark laughed, causing Adam to shake his head.

Adam stood up to his full height and looked down at Randy. "I thought we went through this already. We're doing this plan of yours." He waved his thumb between him and Mark. "I told you before; I ain't interested in sleeping with a woman."

Randy frowned. "That's because you haven't done it yet." He was quite proud of himself and his smile grew wider. "Go hit the shower…we don't have much time."

Adam turned to grab his bag, then he turned back to Randy. "Time for what?" He was almost afraid to ask.

"Oh…you're having a party tonight in your suite." Randy said as if Adam should have already known.

Adam looked worried. "I am?"

Randy started to jump up and down because he was so happy. "Yup, and it's gonna kick ass. I arranged everything. We got booze, food, music; a few dudes…and girls…lots of 'em."

Mark had to sit down because he was laughing so hard. "Why does Smiles need a party?" He managed to get out through his laughter.

Oh, to see the wheels turning in Randy's head was priceless. "Because everyone needs a theme party." He acted as if they should know what the fuck he was talking about.

Very slowly, Adam asked, "And what's my theme?"

Randy put his hand up as if he were reading a marquee. "Adam's Pussy Party."

At this point, Mark was doubled over with laughter. He couldn't stop the tears from spilling from his eyes. I have to admit, I found it quite amusing as well, but I was supposed to be serious; I was on the job.

"What the fuck is a…" Adam was trying to hard to restrain his anger to continue.

Randy looked confused. "You don't like the theme? We can change it." He held up his hand again to show the marquee. "What about Adam's Cock Hop?"

"An orgy? You're fucking throwing me a fucking orgy?" Adam yelled, causing a few of the guys to turn around and look at the three men.

Randy had a satisfied smile. "Well I thought at first it would just be a lesson, you know, start slow; but with any luck…if things progress nicely…then yeah, it could be."

"And you don't see anything wrong with that?" Adam was in disbelief.

Randy shook his head and questioned Adam's comment with his eyes. For his young feeble mind didn't see a problem with a bunch of consenting adults, enjoying each other's bodies for a few hours.

"Oh my God." Adam whispered, putting his head up toward the ceiling as if to pray for Randy to get a clue.

"Why are you so uptight? Don't you guys do it in the swimming pools…no wait, tea or bath houses, or some shit?" Randy questioned. He had been doing research on gaydom since his conversation with Adam about three weeks ago.

Adam couldn't believe it. Randy could be stupider if he were born without a brain at all. "In the 70s! Dude, I'm not easy. I only sleep with people when I care about them. Not all of us are fucking hanging from the chandeliers!"

Randy put his arm around his friend. "Copeland, listen. You need some ass and I figured, what better way to get you excited about it, than to have some divas…your friends…help you out in that cherry department." He patted Adam's shoulder. "It'll be fucking great!"

"God! You're so….FUCK!" Adam yelled.

But Randy took it as excitement. "You can thank me once you're basking in the afterglow." He picked up Adam's bag. "Now go take a fucking shower."

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If I ever had any doubts that Randy was truly mentally challenged, Adam's Pussy Party made me change my mind. But to his credit, the little idiot could throw a mean party.

In total there were 12 people, including Adam, Randy and Mark and their guests, Lita, Mickey James, Candice Michelle, Maria and her boyfriend CM Punk, Melina and of course Johnny Nitro, Torrie Wilson and Victoria.

Randy was a little put off because of the amount of guys there. If anything it had seriously narrowed his odds of scoring, but he would soon remedy that.

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"Everyone…thank you all for coming…hopefully later we'll all be coming together." Sometimes, I wish I had the power to mute Randy's mouth. "You all know why we're here. My boy Adam here has never bagged a chick before. So, I thought with the help of you lovely ladies, we can give him some pointers."

Adam put his head down. It was bad enough that Mark and Randy knew about his lack heterosexual experience, but now he was announcing it to half of the Raw roster. Randy pulled out a poster board and put it on an easel, before he donned himself in a lab coat.

"What's the coat for?" Mark was afraid to ask.

"Cool huh? I got it from wardrobe. I always wanted to be a teacher." Randy replied.

Everyone in the room found that amusing. Randy a teacher? Why not just have children play with power tools all day long? "So Adam. These first pictures here are breasts. Can you say breasts?" Randy said seriously.

Adam was so humiliated he didn't know what to do. "I'm not an idiot, you fucking moron. I know those are breasts."

"Ah, but do you know how to touch them?" Randy asked. He walked over to Melina and took her by the hand. "Johnny, if you please."

Adam watched in horror as Johnny slowly started to grope Melina's chest and Randy gave a blow by blow description of what was going on. It was almost unbearable to watch. There was entirely too much alcohol being passes around the room, because no one else seemed to notice a problem with it.

"Thank you. And very good technique, I might add." Randy removed his poster and put up another one. I was most upset that he spent the time to make graphics. "Now these are called hotspots." He slapped his hands against the poster. "Punk here will demonstrate."

As instructed, Maria and CM Punk got up and he slowly started to kiss the nape of her neck making her giggle.

"Wait…I thought you guys were all straight edge and shit." Adam interrupted them.

"We are. We're in a monogamous relationship…we're not promiscuous. We only sleep with people that we love." Maria said with a wide eyed smile.

Adam shook his head again. This was fucking stupid, he had to stop Randy before he put up the next poster; Lord knows what was on that one. "Randy…I really appreciate this and all. But, I'm not a virgin; I have had sex before…lots of it." He didn't know if he really wanted to explain this in front of half of his co-workers. "I am just not interested in sleeping with a woman. I really don't think all the coach-classes in the world would change that."

Randy was at his wits end. Here he had gone through all this trouble and Adam was no closer to getting laid than before they started. "But I made all these posters…and they're in color." He said softly putting his head down. I felt sorry for the little idiot. He had worked so hard and he was so disappointed.

"Sit down Randy. Let me give you a lesson." Adam stood up. "Randy, I'm gay. I enjoy men."

Randy's puzzled expression spoke volumes. "But why?"

"Why do you enjoy women?"

"Because they have tits." Oh, what I would give to spend an hour alone in Randy's brain.

Adam considered how he could best make Randy understand. "Copani, can you assist me?" Randy needed pictures or else he would forever be clueless. Reluctantly Mark stood up next to Adam. "I'm going to touch you, so don't freak out." Adam whispered then turned his attention back to his captive audience.

"This is a man…this is what I like. Let's start with his arms." Adam took off Mark's shirt that was already unbuttoned, leaving him in his beater. "He has muscles. Strong arms make you feel safe, especially when you need to feel weak. Now his hands…" He picked up Mark's hand. "No matter how powerful the hands are, they have the power to be gentle and to touch you softly. Strong hands can hold your heart and you know that it's well protected. Now, to his chest."

Mark looked up at Adam confused. He was a little embarrassed by all of this. But mostly he was uncomfortable that Adam was touching him…so close to him. And it wasn't that uncomfortable like 'you're coming on to me' kinda thing either, it was a 'how did you know to touch me like that' uncomfortable. But he was playing along; he had to keep up his end of the deal.

Adam lifted off Mark's beater and put the palm of his hand against the center of Mark's chest. No one noticed, but Mark sucked in his breath, hell, I noticed! "This shows power. And the ripples in his stomach, tells me that he's patient because it took time to sculpt his body. If he can be patient with that, than he can be patient with me." Adam turned Mark around. "And even under all of this hard muscle, is a nice, round, soft ass." He gently squeezed Mark's butt causing him to blush and turn back around. "And finally…" Adam pointed to Mark's groin. "This is the very apex of masculinity. It encompasses everything dominate, strong and completely masculine that I enjoy in a lover. Women are great Randy. I have a lot of female friends, but they don't make me feel safe, wanted, understood, loved, sexy, or anything else. I like men…I love men and all that they have to offer." Adam patted Mark on the shoulder to thank him for being his model and to his surprise he got applause and a standing ovation from the women in the room.

"But he has a beard…" Randy said. He still didn't get it; after all of that, he was still clueless.

Sensing Adam's frustration, Mark knew how to get through to Randy. "Just think of this way, Brainiac, as long as Smiles likes dudes, there are more women for you."

Randy's eyes widened and he started to nod. Finally, it made sense. No longer was he going to try to hook up Adam with a woman, for that would be depleting his crop. No, he was gonna find Adam a man…and whether it was John or not really didn't matter.

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So you see…Mark got felt up and really didn't mind. John realized that he still wanted Adam. Randy got laid after the party. And Adam…let's just say that he had very interesting dreams about running his hand across Mark's chest.

All in a days work, I say.