Chapter 10

Heath gritted his teeth as he lifted the weights over his head. With each rep he hoped the frustration and the anger would subside but instead it only burned brighter. Tonight had been a disaster. He hoped that they could start fresh on a new track. Instead as far as he was concerned they took a step backwards. He hurt their Fiona. Because of him, she was injured.

The muscles rippled in his biceps as he lifted the bar over his head for another rep. All he wanted to do was burn his anger off. Was that so hard to ask? When they returned to the hotel he had to get away and be alone. He couldn't sit there and look at Fiona in pain. He knew that he did that. His arms were starting to be the only thing burning though.

"Are you through punishing yourself?"

Hearing Justin's soft accented voice cut through his thoughts almost caused Heath to drop the bar. Looking up, he saw Justin standing there at the end of the weight bench. He could see concern in the hazel eyes of the older man. He could tell Justin was fresh from a shower from the damp hair and the way his white tank was sheer in some places from the way the material clung to his skin. Heath felt his mouth watering at the sight of him.

"Who says I'm punishing myself?" Heath's voice was breathy as he did another rep.

"Well you're tearing the hell out of your biceps and the fact that you've been down here for hours." Justin answered dryly. "Fee's worried about you."

Heath faltered for a second before he did another rep. "I'm fine. I'm just down here for a late night work out."

"Heath stop…She's fine." Justin's voice was soft. "She's not hurt."

Heath put the bar on the stand as he exhaled slowly. He lay on the bench as his chest rose and fell with each breath. He was only wearing his black track shorts that were hanging far below his hip dents and almost resting on the base of his cock. His bare chest was covered in a fine sheen of sweat from his workout. His hair was slicked back and resting on the bench. His skin was red from the exertion of his workout. Yet to Justin he never looked better.

"Here." Justin reached over and handed him a fresh towel.

"Thanks." Heath reached for the towel and began to rub it along his chest to wipe the sweat off. He took deep breath as he wiped down his arms as well before tossing the towel on his bag next to him. One thing he loved about hotels with 24 hour gyms was he could work out late at night and no one would bother him. Tonight the gym was empty save him and Justin.

There were several moments of silence before Justin spoke. "Heath come on. I've come to take you back upstairs."

"I hurt her, Angel." Heath's voice was soft as he sat up, his hair hanging in his face.

"No you didn't Heath." Justin squatted so he could look his friend in the eyes. He brushed Heath's soaked hair out of his eyes. "She has a small bump on the head and a small bruise, that's it. But she is FINE. You didn't hurt her. If anything pushing us away is hurting her." He caressed Heath's cheek.

"I had to get out of there. I couldn't stand knowing that I jumped on her like that." Heath's voice trembled.

Suddenly Justin's arms slid around him as he pulled him close. "You were saving her. She knows that. I know that." He whispered.

Heath's arms wrapped around Justin as he hung on for dear life. "I would die than rather hurt her." His voice trembled.

"She knows that." Justin pulled back to look into Heath's eyes. "She knows you'd protect her. You have to stop beating yourself up."

"I don't know if I can." Heath whispered.

"Then let me help you." Justin cupped his face as suddenly his lips brushed against his. Brushing softly back and forth, he began to kiss Heath. He wanted the redhead to forget all thoughts of pain and hurt and only concentrate on what he was doing to him.

"Angel what are you doing! We can't do this he—" Heath started to protest.

"Shhh we're alone. No one comes to work out this time of night. It's just you and I." Justin cut him off as his lips came crashing down this time to take Heath's in a passionate kiss. Heath's hands came up at first to push him away but once Justin deepened the kiss his hands came up to cup his head.

Kissing Justin was the salve that Heath needed to heal his wounded pride and soul. His lips massaged Justin's as suddenly he felt the South African's tongue snake out to brush back and forth over his lower lip. Heath opened his mouth willingly for him as his own tongue met his.

Justin smiled against Heath's mouth as he felt the tongue waiting for him. Their tongues played an erotic game of tag as they flicked and massaged each other. His fingers slid through Heath's hair as he pulled him closer to deepen the kiss. Hearing a moan escape from the southerner's mouth had his cock hardening in his shorts. That's the exact sound he wanted to hear. He wanted Heath to forget about tonight's match and just concentrate on what he was doing to him.

The deeper the kiss became the more aroused Heath was becoming. He let his fingers trail down over the broad muscles of Justin's back. He loved how he felt the muscles ripple under his touch. He continued to massage Justin's back, working the muscles with his fingers. He thought he had the upper hand until he felt his tongue being drawn between Justin's lips. Justin suckled on his tongue, moving his lips back and forth upon it as if he were fucking it.

Heath moaned low in his throat as his head fell back, breaking the kiss. He felt Justin's lips move down his neck as his fingers brushed along his chest. "Lay back Heath." Justin whispered. He watched as the redhead laid back on the weight bench.

Taking a deep breath, Heath ran his fingers through his hair. He looked up at Justin who was staring down at him with a smile on his face. Before he could ask what was going on, Justin's lips came down upon his chest. He cried out softly as he felt the velvety tip of his lover's tongue flick over a flat nipple. His hands came up to cup Justin's head as Justin's tongue swept all along the tiny nub. Sparks of pleasure electrified his spine as they shot their way down to his fully hard cock. His shorts were now making a tent and there was a tiny moist spot from where the precum was soaking in.

Justin continued to kiss his way along Heath's chest as his fingers trailed their way down his abs. Heath's body was incredible. He admired the way the West Virginian kept his muscles so toned and trimmed. His fingertips skimmed along the chiseled hip dents that were exposed. He felt Heath's hips buck up against his fingers. His tongue feathered over the reddened skin as he moved his way to the other nipple.

"Angel….what are you doing?" Heath swallowed hard. He tried to focus but Justin's hands and mouth were feeling so damn good.

"I'm helping you relax, Heath. Let me help you relax." Justin whispered as his hand slid down to slide inside Heath's shorts. His palm skimmed along the top side of Heath's shaft. He heard a long hiss come from between Heath's teeth and he smiled against Heath's chest. He knew then he was on the right track. He kept sliding his palm along the top of the shaft over and over.

The second that Justin touched his cock, Heath thought his skin was on fire. He arched his hips in order to rub against Justin's hand. He slid his fingers through dark hair as his hips rolled up to thrust against the hand that was teasing him. By now he was hard as granite and he'd give anything to be touched.

Trailing his lips down Heath's chest, Justin kissed his way down. His tongue skimmed along the surface, tasting him as he went along. His hand wrapped around the thickness that made up Heath's cock. He heard Heath grunt with approval as he slid his fist up and down over the throbbing shaft. Justin had never given another man a hand job before but he knew how he liked to be stroked so he did the same thing to Heath. Everything was so knew to them. Justin loved having the head of his cock teased so he brushed his thumb over the head of Heath's cock. Heath's hips thrust up hard against his hand. Ok so he likes that, he chuckled to himself.

By the time Justin's lips reached his navel, Heath thought he was going to go completely insane. With Justin's hand stroking him the pleasure was intensifying every second. Now Justin's tongue was tracing his navel. He could feel the softness of the dark hair brushing along his chest. His hands slid up and down over Justin's broad back. He wanted to touch as much of his new lover as much as he could.

Letting go of Heath, Justin grabbed the band of his shorts in both hands. He could hear the soft whine of loss in Heath's voice. With one tug he pulled Heath's shorts down off his legs. Heath's thick cock sprang free to brush along his stomach. He licked his lips. This was new territory for him. Yet he wanted to jump right in with both feet. Wrapping his hand around the thick shaft again, he bent his head. "Relax Heath." There was a sultry look in his hazel eyes.

"What are you doing, Angel?" Heath struggled to find his voice.

"Making you feel really good." Justin nervously bent his head and brushed his lips over the head of Heath's cock.

At the first contact, Heath's hips bucked upward. Heath's eyes rolled back into his head as he swore. "Fuck Angel, oh hell….what are you doing?" He moaned.

Justin's tongue snaked out as the tip of his tongue bathed the tip, circling slowly. His tongue swirled around the purple head as he heard Heath moan as he tried to thrust upwards in Justin's hand. Moving his lips on the head, Justin started to suck softly as he got both of them used to the sensations.

Heath's mind and body were suddenly overloading with pure pleasure. Never before would he even envision that having another man's mouth on him could feel that good. No, not another man. Justin, he told himself. Justin was not just another man. He was his best friend and now his lover. He felt Justin's lips tugging on the head of his cock. It felt so good. His hands left Justin's hair to grip the sides of the weight bench. His hips had a mind of their own as they thrust up trying to go deeper in Justin's mouth.

He knew that Heath was enjoying this from the way he was gripping the sides of the bench to the mewling sounds that were coming out of his mouth. But suckling on the tip wasn't enough. He wanted more of the redhead. That's when he did it. His mouth slid down as he took all of Heath's cock in his mouth. His tongue slid along the vein that ran along the underside. Heath was thick but he fit so good within his mouth.

The instant that Justin slid his entire mouth down on him, Heath moaned loudly as his hips bucked up off the weight bench. The hot wetness of Justin's mouth formed a tight cocoon around his shaft. "Oh fuck ya Angel….oh fuck don't stop!" He moaned.

Grabbing Heath's hips, Justin slid his mouth up and down over Heath's cock. His tongue dragged along on the underside, teasing the sensitive skin. From base to tip, he made sure that every part of his lover's shaft was tasted. That's when he had an idea.

Reaching into his pocket, Justin dug out the lube that Fiona had given him. He slides his mouth off Heath's cock and hears Heath whine in protest again. "Relax Heath. Just relax. Trust me I'm going to make this feel really good for you. Just keep your eyes closed and relax." He smiled when he saw Heath do what he asked him.

Flipping open the tube of lube, Justin spreads some on his fingers to make sure they are fully coated. Once he makes sure that his fingers are fully prepared, he wraps his free hand back around Heath's cock. That's when his fingers slide down to brush against Heath's opening.

Feeling Justin's fingers teasing him, Heath's eyes snap open. "Angel….oh hell…."

"Feel good?" Justin whispered.

"Fuck yes…" Heath moaned. He found himself pressing against Justin's fingers trying to relive the experience from the weekend. It felt good to have the fingers inside him and right now he desperately wanted to feel it again.

As if sensing what Heath wanted, Justin was only two happy to oblige. Just as his mouth slid down to take all of Heath's cock inside, Justin slid two fingers inside of him at the same time. A loud cry erupted from Heath as the younger man's hips arched off the bench. Justin kept his mouth on the shaft as his fingers began to scissor their way in and out of Heath to prep him so he can go deeper.

Feeling Justin's fingers inside of him and his mouth on him Heath was in heaven. He tried to roll his hips to thrust into Justin's mouth and down on his fingers. Thankfully Justin knew just what he wanted. His mouth slid down to the base of his cock as his fingers slid deeper inside him as he was searching for that magical spot. His fingers slid in and out, causing Heath to moan. But as they slid back in, matching the rhythm of his mouth, he found it.

"Oh yes yes yes…right there!" Heath moaned over and over as he tossed and turned his head.

Once Justin found that sweet spot, he thrusts his fingers in and out deeper and harder. His mouth kept up the same pace as he fucked Heath with his lips. Feeling the velvet steel of Heath's cock slide against his tongue, Justin was moaning himself. By now he was tenting his own shorts and they felt ten sizes too small.

Each time Justin's fingertips brushed against him Heath moaned. That coupled with the fact that Justin was sucking him off, he knew he wasn't going to be able to last. He could feel that tightening in his sacs and that warm feeling in the pit of his stomach. He was barely hanging on. "Angel….I..I can't hold it. I'm going to explode…." His breath was coming in pants.

Justin's mouth slipped off him as his hand was still wrapped around the base of his cock. Moving his hand up and down over Heath, he stared into Heath's eyes. "Then do it. Let me help you. Don't hold back rockband."

Hearing Justin's words, Heath's hips arched up as his cock twitched in Justin's hands. Hot jets of his seed erupted from his cock and landed on his chest. All through this, Justin's fingers never let up. Heath moaned as his orgasm raced through his body. When it was done he fell back on the bench.

Justin slid his fingers out of Heath and grabbed the towel. He wiped his hands on it and then set about wiping Heath's chest up. He mopped up all the evidence of the intense orgasm. Heath's eyes opened as he saw Justin cleaning him up. He licked his lips as he whispered. "Thank you."

Smiling down at him, Justin whispered back. "You're welcome." Once he got Heath all cleaned up he walked over and tossed the towel in the dirty laundry. When he walked back to the bench, Heath was standing up.

Before Justin could say a word, Heath grabbed him and kissed him deeply. Justin moaned as his palms slid up and down over the redhead's chest. This kiss was fiery and was full of desire. Heath was in charge and he wanted Justin to know that. Nipping at Justin's lips, Heath broke the kiss. "Now, it's my turn. Lay down Angel." There was an order in his voice.

Looking into his eyes, Justin could see that Heath meant business. His eyes had gone completely black. That only happened when Heath was really angry or really aroused. He knew from experience that Heath wasn't angry. He went to lay down when Heath stopped him. "Hold up. We won't need these." Heath grabbed the band of his shorts and with one tug, sent them to the floor. When he saw that Justin wore nothing underneath, he licked his lips. "Lay down."

Justin laid back on the weigh bench, stretching out his body. He could feel his cock sticking up and he knew that Heath's eyes were focused on it. Sucking on Heath had made him hard, and he wanted Heath to see it. The tip of his cock was glistening with precum in the light. He saw Heath staring at him and sucked in his breath.

"Did sucking me off make you this hard, Angel?" Heath's voice was sultry. "Did it turn you on? It must have turned you on because look at you now." There was teasing in his voice.

He couldn't help it. Heath's voice was turning him on so much. Justin wrapped his hand around his cock and started to stroke, moving it up and down slowly. "I liked sucking you off." He found himself whispering.

Watching what Justin was doing, Heath's eyes widened. He licked his lips. "Stop stroking. Now!" Once again there was that order in his voice. Immediately Justin lowered his hand as he looked up at Heath. Heath smirked. "Good."

Justin watched as Heath slid his hands along his thick thighs, caressing them. That caused his whole body to break out into goose bumps. His nipples hardened as he watched Heath's hands move closer to his aching cock. He wanted to strain up and thrust it into the teasing man's hands. But he knew he had to be patient.

Lowering his head, Heath took a deep breath. "Close your eyes, Angel." He ordered. He smiled as he watched Justin do what he was told. Heath waited those extra seconds just to tease him a little more. Suddenly his lips came down on the head of Justin's cock as he brushed them back and forth, swirling in the precum.

Crying out, Justin arched up against the soft lips. The erotic sensation of Heath dragging his lips over the head had his mind reeling. If there was one thing Justin loved during foreplay it was having his cocked sucked and right now Heath was delivering. Back and forth the other man was teasing him with his lips. Nothing else was happening but Heath brushing his lips over the tip. Just when Justin was going to belt out a protest, that's when Heath struck. He sucked the tip between his lips and drew it into his mouth. "Oh hell…yes…..Heath…."

Smiling against the tip of Justin's member, Heath swirled his tongue around it as one hand encircled around the thick shaft. He was going to make his Angel feel just as good as he felt. He wanted to give Justin the same pleasure that he received. Using his full lips, he suckled on the tip softly while his tongue lavished it. He could hear Justin's breath catch in his throat and Heath himself moaned. That only caused his lips to vibrate against the tip, sending Justin into another fit of moans.

"Feels so fucking good, rockstar." Once again Justin used the long forgotten nickname for his friend.

"We're just getting started, Angel." Heath whispered.

Justin moaned as he gripped the side of the bench. He wanted to touch Heath's hair and run his fingers through it. But he was afraid if he moved that Heath would stop. He didn't want Heath to stop for anything. "Don't stop." He whispered.

"Never Angel." Heath smiled against the tip. Then he stared to slide more of the cock inside his mouth. Justin had an exotic taste to him; one that Heath found he couldn't get enough of. Where his Fiona tasted like honey. Justin tasted like dark spices. Letting his tongue slide along the underside of his cock, Heath circled his mouth around Justin as he moved him deeper.

Feeling Heath's mouth slide down on him, Justin let out a moan. "Heath…..oh god…..your mouth…..Yes suck me….suck me harder."

Hearing the order come from Justin, Heath's pulse quickened. He started to move his mouth up and down over Justin's shaft. Just as much as he liked giving orders, he found he liked obeying them as well. Swirling his tongue around the cock, Heath slid his mouth down and took him all in.

Justin's hips bucked up, sending him nearly to the back of Heath's throat. He growled as he thrust against the mouth that was sucking him. He loved the way Heath was taking him now. It felt so good. Moving as one, Heath and Justin worked together as lips slid over cock.

But Heath wasn't finished. He wanted to do so much more to Justin. Sliding his mouth off of him, he licked his lips. He heard Justin growl in frustration. "Relax Angel. I just need a little lube that's all." He chuckled.

Hearing that, Justin moaned. He knew what was coming next. His head fell back as he willed his body to relax. Already he could feel the adrenaline rushing through his veins. He could already feel the pleasure of what it was going to feel like to have Heath's fingers deep inside him.

Heath spotted the tube of lube that Justin had brought with him. He coated his fingers so that they could easily slide right inside of Justin. Once he had enough he circled his free hand around his friend's aching waiting cock. "Ready Angel?" He teased.

"God yes!" Came the reply.

Heath lowered his mouth as suddenly he took Justin's entire shaft inside his mouth at the same time he slid both fingers deep inside of Justin's opening. He knew he should have prepped him first but he wanted the shock value. He knew he wouldn't be hurting Justin, it would be more the shock than anything else.

Feeling Heath's mouth go down on him at the same time his fingers slid inside him, Justin cried out as he arched up off the bench. His heart was beating rapidly as he felt Heath pause as he waited for him to get used to the intrusion. "Don't stop, please?" He whispered.

That was the cue Heath needed as his mouth began to slide up and down over Justin's thick member. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt someone else he cared about. At the same time his fingers started to thrust in and out of Justin. He curled them as he was searching for the spot that would make his Angel just moan for days. Taking Justin as deep as he could in his mouth, his fingers brushed along just as deep when he knew he hit it.

Justin pushed down on Heath's hand when he started moaning over and over. "Fuck me, oh fuck…..Heath….don't stop…don't you dare stop." His voice was a hushed whisper as he began to ride the fingers inside him. Over and over the fingers brushed against his sweet spot. That mixed with Heath's hot wet mouth on his cock, he wasn't sure how long he was going to last. Everything felt so good and his body was starting to shake.

Hearing Justin's mantra of fucks, Heath quickened his pace. His fingers slammed deeper inside as his mouth suckled on his lover's cock harder and deeper. He felt Justin's cock twitch inside his mouth and he knew that the South African was close to coming. Letting him slip out of his mouth, he wrapped his hand around the thick shaft. Pumping the cock up and down, Heath stroked him. He wanted to make Justin come. He wanted to be the sole cause of his orgasm this time.

Trying to breath, Justin thrust his hips against the hand that stroked him. By now his white tank was plastered to his chest with sweat. Heath's fingers kept up their pace as he rode them. His body was shaking as he neared his climax and even he knew it wouldn't be long. All of a sudden it was upon him. A low almost animalistic growl came from down inside him as Justin thrust his hips up as his cock shot out streams of his seed as it landed on his shirt. He moaned over and over as he came hard and fast.

Watching Justin come, Heath found himself moaning along with his best friend. When it was finally over, Justin collapsed back on the bench as he tried to catch his breath. Slowly Heath removed his fingers. He smiled down at his lover. "Wait right here, Angel." He whispered. He quickly walked over to the towel rack and grabbed two fresh towels. Using one, he wiped his hands and then threw it in the dirty laundry. He then grabbed the second one and walked back over to Justin.

By now Justin sat up and removed his soiled shirt. Heath chuckled. "Um sorry about your shirt."

"I'm not." Justin smiled and then chuckled along with him. He watched as Heath bent down and wiped off and cleaned his chest, just like he had done for him. "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Heath whispered. There were several moments of silence before Heath spoke again. "Is she really ok?"

Tipping his friends head up, Justin kissed his lips softly. "She's fine Heath. She's worried about you. In fact she sent me to you."

Heath's eyes opened wide. "She…did?"

Justin nodded. "She was afraid that you might do something stupid in your anger and that you needed someone to help you calm down. So she gave me the lube and then told me to come find you and….calm you down." He grinned.

Heath blushed and chuckled. "I guess she knew what we needed."

"I guess women are smart like that." Justin nodded.

"Our woman is pretty damn smart." Heath said softly.

"So how about we go upstairs and get back up to her?" Justin reached over and caressed his face.

Nuzzling against Justin's hand, Heath nodded. "I like that idea."

Fiona was lying in bed in the darkness when she felt the arms go around her. She jumped at first when she heard the words. "Shhh its ok baby. It's only us." Heath's southern drawl echoed in the dark room.

"Heath? Oh thank god I was so worried!" She whispered as she reached out for him. She felt him pull her against his chest. Her arms went around his neck as she nuzzled against his chest. "Honey why did you run off like that?"

Heath rubbed her back as he held her against his body. It felt good holding her here in the darkness. He looked over at Justin, who was only mere inches from them. Justin smiled over at him. He knew Justin was letting him hold her for now. Kissing the top of her head, he whispered. "I was so afraid I hurt you, baby. I was so pissed off at myself." His voice cracked. "I'd rather die than hurt you."

Using the moonlight that was shining through the window, Fiona looked up to find Heath. She caressed his cheek and then ran her fingers through his hair. "Heath Slater what happened tonight was an accident. An accident. I've taken bumps before."

"Not from me you haven't—"

"Shhh….I'm not made of porcelain. I'm a Diva…a female wrestler. Well I will be if they ever allow me to wrestle. But my point is I'm just as tough as you boys. It will take more than one little bump on the head to take me down." She put her finger on his lips. She felt him smile against her finger. "Now, did Justin calm you down?"

"I can't believe you sent him to me." Heath whispered.

"I knew you were hurt and needed someone. You thought you hurt me and I knew you wouldn't touch me in fear of hurting me again. So you needed someone strong. Our Angel is as strong as you are. Plus just as sexy. Aren't you Angel?" She leaned back knowing full well that Justin was right behind her. Sure enough she ended up leaning back on a solid broad chest.

A soft chuckle echoed in her ear. "If you say so Fee."

"I know so. You are sexy. Both of you are." Fiona smiled. "My sexy amazing boys."

"What would we do without her, Angel?" Heath grinned.

"Let's hope we never find out, rockstar. Let's hope we never find out." Justin chuckled.