This has to be my fave batch of reviews. They all made me feel so damn good. Renna33, threesomes are soo popular right now, XD! slashdlite, Addy will never learn. Thank you :) There will be more possibilities at the end of this chp. Animal Luvr 4 Life, slowly going insane? Actually I think Jeff IS slowly going insane here. Esha Napoleon, Matt's been a bad boy. I take it the treatment from Randy is good? Oh, yeah, very good! BreakingFable, thank you, XD! I'd like to see another threesome between Jeff/Matt/Edge myself actually... glad, you're enjoying this story :) AnonymousPunk, lol! I take it you're not for Randy here? This was supposed to originally be a threesome. NeroAnne, yes, Randy's taking care of JEFF's Addy! This could be bad.. or good ;) dehlia666, yeah, damn muses. They don't listen to me one bit. Adam needs Jeff to heal him? Yes, yes he does. I agree. Dark Fae Angel, (does happy 'yes, I'm happy, I made you feel bad for Addy and did the impossible' dance) Yes, that's what Jeffrey gets for having a wonderfully psycho hott brother. Glad I still got it :D P.S. I know! OMG!! I love that little insane face Edge makes. He looked so deliciously psychotic. ajah, XD! Honey off a Hardy? Hum.. (ponders) BellaHickenbottom, lol. Another vote for Addy/Jeffy. I should take a votes..
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Chapter ten/ 'Painful Confusion'
Rated: M/ L, S (mild mentions of violence)
Randy looked around the room. Adam made his way, painfully, over to his bags. The Canadian removed his footware. Randy watched him a second or two before turning his gaze down to his shoes. When he gazed back up, Adam was in front of him.
"Adam.. uh.."
Randy was cut off when Adam took hold of his head, crushing his lips to Orton's softly. Randy placed his hands on each of Adam's arms, bringing them down gently.
"What?" The blonde man asked, his eyes full of confusion.
"Are you sure this is what you want? You're not gay." Orton pointed out calmly.
Adam swallowed. "I dunno what I am, Randy. I dunno who I am at the moment. I've been called a whore, a slut, a bitch.. it's probably the truth..."
"That's not true, Adam, and you damn well know it." The younger man's voice was soft and soothing.
Adam shook his head, "No.. I've fucked up. I've screwed myself.. I.. just wanted to be loved.. But, every opportunity I had, I tossed it away.. chasing what I couldn't have." Yeah, he didn't feel much like his fucking 'Ultimate Opportunist' moniker. Not when it came to relationships, not when it came to love.
"Jeff?" Randy asked.
Adam shook his head. "I don't know what I'm gonna do. I can't go back around him again. If I don't do what Matt says, I'm done for."
"Matt did this, didn't he?" Randy moved his hands back up to Adam's face, rubbing the tips of his fingers over the cuts.
"It was my fault... Shoulda stayed away from Jeff. It was fine when it was all three of us.." Adam sighed, "Jeff's in love with his brother.."
"In love with his brother? Y'mean, like family-wise, right?" Randy moved his hands to Adam's head, holding to him gently, rubbing his thumbs lightly over the blonde's cheeks.
"No. Like I loved him." Adam whispered, putting it in past tense.
Randy just sighed, pulling Adam close and holding him tightly in his arms. How do you counter that? What do you say? Adam reach out timidly and wrapped his arms around Randy's waist.
"What do you want, Adam? Don't tell me what the Hardys want. I wanna know what you want. I'll understand if you want Jeff." Randy laid his head on top of Adam's, as he rested it on the younger man's chest.
Adam closed his eyes. He didn't know what the hell he wanted. He was at an utter loss. He wanted Jeff and yet, he couldn't have him. He refused to let Matty abuse him over Jeffy again. It would've been fine if they were all together, but Matt had to cross the line. Matt had to force himself upon him. Hurt him, all because he couldn't get over the fucking past, or maybe hated that Jeff wanted Adam in any way whatsoever. Adam felt a couple of tears roll down his cheeks. Randy just held him tighter, letting him cry a bit. Randy's arms felt good right now, he didn't know, or care why. Adam needed someone.
"I want you right now." The words were barely audible.
"Adam.. you're just.." Randy swallowed thickly, "You don't really want me."
"I need you then. Look, I don't know what I want, okay? I don't know what the hell I am. You want to help me? Help me find out then." Adam raised his head, looking Orton in those shining blue orbs.
Randy nodded, taking a deep breath. They'd both hate themselves in the morning. But, Randy was willing to do whatever it took to help Adam. At any cost; even if it broke his heart. Randy gently took Adam's head back in both of his hands, looking him over lovingly. Softly running his thumbs over the cuts on his face. The marks Matt caused. Randy made a promise to himself that he'd get him out of this, make Matt pay someway. Randy leaned forward, lightly grazing his lips across Adam's, kissing him softly. Adam still held to his waist, moving his hands up his back, clawing a bit at the younger man's clothes.
Randy broke the kiss and stared at Adam. "Y'okay?"
"Just help me see if this is right, please.. Help me.." Adam whispered.
Randy leaned forward once more, kissing him deeper, harder.. yet, being wary of his lip. Reminding himself not to hurt him. This may hurt Randy. But, he was going to hurt Jeff in the worst way possible.
--xx--
Jeff listened on the other side. He heard Adam groan. Maybe it was from Matt and just because Adam was in pain, and not what Jeff feared. Okay, how was it any different from Matt touching his Addy? Shit, Jeff didn't want even Matt touching him. He wouldn't touch him again after earlier. Jeff assured himself that.
The cellphone in his pocket vibrated, almost making him jump.
"Shit.." Jeff whispered, taking the phone out and flipping it open.
"Jeff, where are you, man?" Matt asked on the other end.
"Nowhere near you." Jeff snapped lowly.
"Jeff, come on, let's talk about this now. I'm sorry, okay? I didn't realize you..." Matt paused, sighing in irritation.
"You can't fucking say it. Can you, Matty? You can't utter the fucking words." Jeff growled.
"You can't love us both either." Matt countered.
"I do. Whether you believe it, or accept it. It's all the fuck I've ever waited for. If it hadn't been for that skank girlfriend of your's screwing around with Adam, I'd made my move then." Jeff hated that he had waited so fucking long anyhow.
Matt exhaled. "Jeff, that's not fair."
"You always loved her more than me anyways. You're with me and you still can't fucking get over it. I'm not supposed to be jealous, I never was supposed to be jealous. But, yet here you are; Jealous over Adam. You only gave into me because Amy cheated on you in the first place." Jeff accussed.
"That's not true, Jeff." The older Hardy's tone was a tad bit defensive over the slight static in the phone.
"Get over it, Matty. Get over Amy. Get over Adam. Or, get over me." Jeff closed the phone as an ending to his ultimatum.
--xx--
Randy lifted the shirt over Adam's head, tossing it against the door. This was real fucking cute. Jeff was in love with his brother. Hot damn, the rumors were fucking true. Shame Adam was in love with Jeff. Shame Jeff loved him back. Shame Jeff had to betray Adam like that. What? Did they think Randy was fucking clueless and in the fucking dark? Randy was aware of the whole story. At first, it may have been theory, but now.. after tonight it was cold, hard fact.
Orton stood back from Adam, taking him in as he undid his shirt. Popping the buttons slowly and tossing the white stripped shirt in the way of the door. He figured Jeff was listening. He figured Adam saw him and that's why he kissed him in the hallway. Good, he wanted him to listen. Randy felt Adam's hands rub over his abs, tracing to the back of him and then back up his chest. Randy let him touch. Let him get a good feel. Maybe he'd wean Adam off that ungrateful little shit. Randy licked his lips when Adam went for his belt.
"Slow down.. you're not a whore, Adam. You don't owe me shit.. just do what you want." Randy assured.
"Who says I'm not, Randy? I'm doing exactly what I want." Adam didn't look up at him. Just focused on the belt.
Adam jerked the belt completely out of Randy's pants and tossed it against the wall. He hoped Jeff fucking heard. The next damn thing to be considered was the button and then the zipper.
"I'm just trying to help you." Orton murmured.
Adam sighed. "I know, Randy.. I wouldn't have invited you in if I didn't want you."
Randy watched him curiously as Adam slowly got down to his knees. Slowly because he was still in pain. Randy lovingly threaded his fingers in Adam's hair as the blonde beauty before him worked on getting his jeans and his underware pulled down to his knees.
'Aw, fuck it. Maybe I am a whore?' Adam thought.
It's not that he didn't want Randy. It's not that he wasn't absolutely gorgeous and flawless in every way imaginable. Shit, Randy never could keep his hands off of him. And Adam never minded any of those hugs. Or, the tender embraces. Or, that time Orton pulled his hair and slid his arm around his waist helping him up in the ring after being one-upped by DX and costing Edge getting his title back. Randy always helped him up. Always broke his back doing whatever he asked. Randy Orton, another man he turned on and broke his heart for more shit he didn't need. Fuck, maybe, he did owe him.
Randy waited patiently, letting Adam scan over him with his eyes. His cock twitching as he watched him. Anticipated, eager. Randy finally had him. He had waited so long, he'd take Adam however he could get him. He knew it was fucking selfish, and he'd feel like shit later... but, it was selfish for Jeff to have him, have Adam's fucking heart and Jeff to still only want his own fucking brother. Randy grunted, keeping himself from thrusting as his cock breached Adam's lips. Those bruised, swollen, pretty lips slowly sliding off his cock. Adam stroked and rubbed Randy's cock gently. His breathing thick. His heart racing. Ignoring the voices asking him what the hell he was doing. Adam wet his lips.
'Whore. Just a fucking, goddamn whore.' Edge thought.
Randy closed his eyes, gasping. His breathing labored in arousal. Adam kissed the head of Orton's cock, sucking the tip just a bit, moaning sweetly. The Legend Killer dropped his eyes back to Adam, watching him as he licked across the head. Edge smiled in that little horny frustrated grunt he received from the younger man. Randy tightened and relaxed his fingers softly in the back of Adam's hair. Adam slid his lips halfway down Orton's thick shaft, feeling him get stiffer.
"Shit, Adam.. That feels good, sweetheart.. yes.. oh, fuck, yeah.." Randy smiled arrogantly.
Adam closed his eyes, fucking Randy's cock with his mouth very slowly. The method getting him so good and hard. Remembering all the little motions Jeff had loved. What he had loved Jeff doing to him. How those pouty little whines and whimpers sent orgasm producing vibrations through his cock. Jeff had the perfect pout. Adam shivered. Moaning. Thinking about it.
"Ohh.. do that again.." Randy groaned. Shouting out when he heard and felt Adam moan around his width again.
Adam sucked in as he drug his lips off Randy's cock, making a sucking slurping sound. It reminded him of Jeff sucking on that fucking lollypop. The same night all this shit started. Randy used the other hand to tilt Adam's face up to him. Looking at him lovingly.
"I want you to go lay down, sweetheart. I wanna make you feel good." Randy purred.
He loved how Adam gazed up at him, smiling slightly. Turning his head into his hand. Adam was acting strange. But, Randy was not going to bolt on him. Randy leaned down and pecked his lips softly before helping Edge to his feet and leading him over to the bed. Adam laid down, his back resting slightly against the headboard, instantly feeling Randy unfasten his jeans and yank them down his hips and on off, he threw them in the way of the door as well. Adam groaned, gripping to the sheets as he felt Randy's lips making their way up his inner thigh. Brushing lightly at first, then kissing. Randy ran his hand up his thigh, groping at Adam's crotch when he got there. Adam whined. Arching forward. Panting deeply. Randy smirked, cockily. He could feel Adam getting nice and hard, just for him. Randy leaned down, kissing Adam's lips again. Deeper, harder, more dominating as Adam groaned sweetly. Leaning back as Randy started licking down his neck. He stopped at his nipple, licking across it fast. Feeling it harden tightly under his wet tongue. Randy pressed his lips to the small bud, sucking gently. Adam wriggled his hips, his cock hard with anticipation as Randy massaged him through his underware.
"Ran..Randy.. please.."
Randy mashed their lips together again. Forcing his tongue past Adam's mouth. Loving when Adam's tongue came out to battle his own. Randy groaned in his mouth, making Adam more eager. Adam broke it and turned his head forward, gasping as he felt Randy's hand slip down his underware, taking a hold of his hard-on and rubbing him roughly. Not too hard, not too soft. Perfect. Randy loved how Adam wiggled and writhed, thrusting his hips up a bit. He loved that Adam's fingers and knuckles were turning whiter as he twisted them tightly in the sheets of the bed at each side of him.
"Yeah.." Randy growled, "You fucking like that? You want more?"
Adam nodded, groaning. Randy stopped and jerked Edge's underware down in one quick motion. Adam's hands went straight to Orton's head as he felt the third generation superstar engulf almost his whole cock.
"Oh, fuck, Randy!" Adam shouted. Not giving a shit who heard it. It felt so good.
Randy drug his lips off slowly, taking him back in quickly. Repeating this action until he had a steady rhythm, sucking Adam expertly. Adam arched up excitedly, only to have Randy spread his legs apart and hold his thighs down as he held them open.
"Randy.. Randy.. Randy.. shit.. shit.. fuck.."
Randy smirked. He was sure all that was deliberate. It didn't matter. It still sounded so fucking good to hear Edge yell his name. Randy pulled his lips up Adam's shaft, stopping at the swollen head and sucking around it. Lightly at first, loving how Adam bucked and urged his head down further with his hands.
"Randy.." Adam groaned.
Randy looked up at him. Adam's voice was strained.
"You okay?" He asked, licking his lips.
"Get that damn cream for me, will ya, Ran?" Adam asked, panting.
Randy nodded and stood up, retrieving the tube of cream that the doctors at the hospital had gave Adam for pain and to help him heal. Adam winced as he shifted down to his back. Taking a short breath and lifting his legs in the air, giving Randy access.
"Please.. I'm sorry to even ask.. But..?" Adam motioned down with his head, his shining green eyes staring up at Randy.
"It's okay, Adam. I want you to be comfortable and feel good. I don't want you in pain and agony, okay." Randy gently brushed Adam's hair from his face.
Randy drew his attention back to the tube, unscrewing the cap and squirting a generous amount out onto his fingers. He was glad it wasn't cold, but it was sticky and kind of clear. Randy brought his fingers down to Adam's entrance. Seeing for the first time how bad the situation really was. Orton rubbed the stuff on Adam's sore, aching, still incredibly fucking tight asshole. Adam moaned as Randy massaged him gently. Feeling Randy's lips kiss his stomach and above his crotch. Adam reach around down under himself, holding his cheeks apart for Randy.
"Is that good, sweetheart?" Randy growled seductively.
"Don't quit doing that...Ohh.. Keep doing it.." Adam panted, "Oh, yeah.. suck me.. please.."
Randy smirked, dragging his tongue over Adam's cock, feeling it twitch under his touch. Randy wrapped his fingers around the base of Adam's cock, lifting it up to his lips and sliding them down over the head, molding them to fit his hard dick. Adam cried out.
"Finger me.. please.."
Randy stopped and looked up at him. "You crazy, man." He smirked when he said it, at least.
"I trust you. You won't hurt me." Adam blinked a few times, shaking his head at the sudden chill that went through him.
"Tell me if I hurt you and I swear I'll stop." The younger man nodded.
Adam locked eyes with him and nodded assent. Randy slowly, easily pushed his fingers inside of the Canadian. Breaching past his tight entrance and getting a guttural cry in return from Adam. Randy stopped.
"Adam, talk to me.." His voice was laced with concern.
"I'm good.. Randy.. still just sore.. be easy, okay?" Adam nodded, licking his lips and biting his top lip.
"Okay.. I don't want to hurt you.." Randy leaned down and kissed his lips softly.
Adam reach up and placed his left hand on the back of Randy's neck, holding him to the kiss as he returned it. Randy moved his fingers very slowly, sliding in and out of Adam's constrictive passage-way. Adam whined in the younger man's mouth, his other hand gripping tightly to the bed sheets and clawing down into the matress. It still hurt like a fucking bitch, but damn, it felt good too. Adam wasn't sure why he liked it, he just did.. well, when it wasn't against his will, and the other participant didn't want to kill and torture him slowly. Adam's thoughts were drawn to Matt for a split second. What the fuck was his fucking problem? He had brutally raped Adam, kicked his ass in the ring, cursed him, trashed his name and reputation, and now owned his damn contract, and still.. it wasn't good enough. Then there was Jeff. Innocent, sweet Jeffrey... Wasn't so innocent, wasn't so fucking sweet. Jeff was a whore. Had to be to fuck Matt. Adam groaned. More at mental anguish than anything else. He was only upset because.. well, he'd rather not think about it.
Jeff. He had drother go to his older brother. Adam wasn't good enough. And look what it cost him? Adam jerked his head away.
"Fuck me, Randy." Edge growled.
Randy blinked. "Wh... what, man.. that's not a good idea.. just let me take care of you.."
"Fuck me.. that's how the hell you can take care of me. I need you. You love me? You care about me? The last person I had.. abused me, okay.." Adam shut his eyes tightly, before reopening them and looking up at Orton, fire in his eyes. "You were fucking right, okay... so, if you care at all? Don't give me this whole 'it isn't a good idea bullshit'. I'm begging you to.. I'm asking you, as a friend."
Randy took a deep breath. How many fucking times he had fantasized about this? Fucking circumstances. Randy kissed the top of his head, watching Adam relax on the bed as he undressed the rest of the way. Randy crawled over top of Adam, positioning himself between his legs, leaning down and kissing his neck. Wanting Adam hornier. Wanting him distracted. Randy's heart was aching. But, he didn't want Adam hurting for the world. Adam's fingers trailed lightly up Orton's muscular arms, tracing up the tattooed designs and decorating his own invisible patterns as he went. Randy shivered, reaching underneath him and taking hold of his cock.
"Ready?" He whispered.
Adam nodded, "Be easy, okay?"
Randy pressed his lips to Adam's, before kissing near the side of his mouth as he slowly slid his cock inside. Halting halfway when he heard that agonized whine from Adam.
"Just relax. It'll feel better if you relax your entire body. Don't think about it." Randy purred, resting his elbows on the bed on either side of Adam.
He took hold of his head, caressing the side of Adam's face and his lips with his thumbs. Pecking him softly on the lips. Feeling Adam relax and the tension release from his body. The pressure easing up on Randy's cock as Adam relaxed. Randy continued to love on him, kissing the side of his face as he pushed the rest of the way inside. Adam grunted. Randy could feel the heart in Adam's chest pounding. He was a mess.
"Go slow.. easy.." Adam permitted.
Randy nodded and thrust, gently. His cock was so hard. Hurting so damn bad. But, be damned he fucking hurt him.
"You feel so good.. see how beautifully we fit?" Randy cooed.
Adam ran his hands up Randy's back.
'The man is art... Art? Like Jeff? Jeff loved art.. Jeff was a different kind of art.' Adam whimpered.
Randy lifted his head. "Adam? Talk to me.."
"Fuck me.. fuck me, Randy.. hard.." Edge gasped, panting hard.
"No, just relax.. you're gonna be okay, Adam.. I promise." Randy traced his finger over the Canadian's face.
"I don't wanna be okay, Randy. I want the pain to stop.. Make it stop.." Adam whined.
"Pain? But, I..." Randy stopped mid-sentence.
Adam wasn't talking about physical pain.. was he? It was definitely Jeff. Had to be. Did Jeff do this? No. Matt did this because of Jeff. It made sense now. Matt doesn't want to lose another someone he claims to love to Adam. He doesn't want to lose Jeff to Adam. If Adam loved Jeff and Jeff's always craved Adam, and Matt's fucking his brother.. and it didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out that Matt was obsessively in love with Jeff. That had to be why Matt did this.
"Please.. please.. make it stop.." Adam whimpered.
Randy chewed at his bottom lip, hard. If he hurt Adam he'd never live with himself. Adam let out a feral yell as Randy's cock thrust deep and hard in his asshole, stretching his insides. Adam held his breath, wincing. Dealing with the fucking pain. Randy buried his head in Adam's shoulder. His cock was thanking him, but his heart was wrenching.
"Damn.. Randy.. harder.. ah, fuck.. fuck.."
Adam groaned as Randy obeyed. Fucking him hard. Not nearly as hard as Matt. Shit, not as hard as Jeff, but still pretty hard. It was okay, with the cream it was tolerable. Hell, with that shit it was perfect. The perfect dosage of pleasure interlocking with the right amount of pain.
"Don't tighten up on me, sweetheart.." Randy panted.
Adam could feel Randy's breath on his neck. Hott and labored. He felt Randy's smooth lips on his skin. Giving him chills and soothing him. His cock piercing him deep, getting closer to that special little button. Adam gasped and arched up as Randy hit it. A nice little shock wave of pleasure swimming through the blonde male. Randy's hand slithered between them, taking hold of Adam's abandoned erection. Stroking him roughly. Adam moaned louder, whimpering and writhing under his former partner. Randy smiled, kissing Adam's cheek and his lips. Loving when Adam leaned up and kissed him back. Adam felt like a glove. He fit to him. He always knew he would. Too fucking bad the circumstances had to be so fucking twisted.
"Come with me, sweetheart.. lemme feel you.." Randy coaxed.
He delibertly stabbed at Adam's prostate.. again.. and on the third time.. Adam came as Randy filled him full. The two brought their lips together, riding out the final waves of their shared release. Adam flushed. He felt a whole mess of things. But, he was so tired. Randy laid on top of him for a while. Kissing him and petting his hair, stroking it out of his face and kissing his cuts. This may end tomorrow. But he had him for at least one night. Randy locked eyes with Adam once more as he slowly pulled out. Randy laid down next to him, wrapping his arm around Adam and pulling him close to him. Holding to him. Adam draped his arm across the One Man Dynasty, holding back to him like he was a one man support system. Jeff didn't cradle and love on him. Matt certainly didn't. What on earth was there to do?
Randy kissed him one last time, sighing deeply as he watched Adam fade from the waking word into a peaceful, yet conflicted dream world.
--xx--
Jeff crumbled by the wall. A bag of Skittles in his hand. He clutched tightly to the red bag, crumbling it and squishing what was left inside. He couldn't eat them. He had left to go get a bag from the vending machine down on the first floor after the moans had started. He couldn't take it. He wanted to stop it. But, he didn't need to get yelled at by Adam. Not more than he had yelled at himself. Or, that Matt had yelled at him. Or, Adam earlier.
Jeff had heard it; Adam shouting Randy's name. Not Jeff's. Randy's.
Jeff tossed the bag across the hall. It landed against the wall and caused the little colorful fruity candy to spill out onto the burgundy carpet. The colors clashing terribly. Jeff raked his hands through his hair. Silently mumbling and cursing himself.
This whole thing was his fault. He couldn't fix it. Jeff gasped loudly. Trying to keep the tears away. He coulnd't... But, then, a thought occured to him.
This was Matt's fault as well. And Randy's. Randy had to butt in and steal his Addy away. Jeff growled.
Randy was gonna pay...
More threats of insane possibilities! Me and my muses worked out a compromise. You'll have to wait and see how it all unfolds, but I know where I'm going and who's gonna fuck off in this fourway, who's gonna get some, who gets Adam, and who's whose property. I even know if there'll be more threesomes, or if they'll be a foursome. Will there? Only I know ;) Okay, this was surreal and it's wrote itself and I've loved every twist and turn. Randy assumed Adam's usual dominate role and Adam took on a more submissive one, b/c he seems to think he should be a whore.. at least in this moment. Hey, being horny can make you do crazy shit. Yes, everyone is conflicted here. Wait.. Adam has been submissive this whole story...