December 24
"James! James! Would you wake up already?"
"Ahs gas goose goose!" James mumbled tiredly. His head hurt really bad so getting up was one of the last things he wanted to do. "Fuck off."
Mark sighed impatiently before smacking James on the arm really hard. "Damn it Lawson! Jeff, Cooper and my Hummer are missing. You need to track down your boy and tell him to stop stealing my cars!"
James finally opened his eyes so he could give Mark and irritated glare. "You woke me up to tell me that. Damn it Mark, Cooper steals my cars all the time and I don't wake you up to tell you about that." He looked over at the clock and raised his eyebrows. He had slept through the entire day and it was now officially Christmas Eve. "Holy shit balls," he said under his breath. "I'm surprised Connor didn't wake me up by now."
Mark rolled his eyes. "Forget about Connor for two seconds! My Hummer--"
"How do you even know they took your Hummer?" James asked impatiently. He knew that Mark loved that fucking Hummer, but damn it, he really didn't give a rat's ass at the moment. He was way too hungover to deal with any bullshit at the moment.
"Because every other car is here except for that one and everyone else but them is here too," Mark replied. "Do the math Lawson."
"I don't want to do the math," James replied. "I hate math. It can kiss my ass." He almost closed his eyes again but he decided to keep them open so he could see Mark's reaction following the question he was about to ask. "If I asked you to, would you spray tan my ass?"
Mark shook his head. "No," he answered immediately. "Absolutely not."
"Why not?"
"Because that would just kill any sense of dignity I have. And I happen to like my dignity."
"Dignity is overrated," James said. "At least yours is anyway."
Mark glared at him. "My dignity is overrated. What about yours?"
"Oh my dignity is important to everyone," James informed him. "And if it's not, then I'll just make sure to kill some people until it is."
"Wonderful," Mark muttered. He started to get up when he was grabbed by the wrist and pulled back on to the bed. "What the fuck Lawson?"
"Bad Marky," James scolded as he quickly climbed on top of his lover. "I didn't tell you that you could get up yet."
Mark raised his eyebrows. "Oh so you're the boss now?"
"Yup. I'm large--" James made sure to rub his erection up against Mark as he said that part "--and in charge." He tried to pin Mark's wrists down on to the bed, but Mark shifted his body suddenly and started rolling so he could be on top. Instead of resisting, James actually rolled with Mark. It wasn't an act of submission though. It just made it so when they rolled off the bed, he ended up landing on top of Mark as they fell to the floor.
"Mother fucker!" Mark yelled loudly. "You fucking--" The rest of what he was going to say was cut off by James kissing him roughly. He kissed back hungrily, but at the same time he was trying to push James away.
Asshole thinks he's topping today, James thought in amusement. That's cute. He got even rougher with his kissing while he reached down Mark's pants and grabbed a hold of his lover's dick. He began stroking the member, which made Mark groan and stop his struggling. "You bastard," Mark groaned as James kissed and licked his neck. "You're cheating."
"Am not," James denied. As his one hand continued to stroke Mark's radpidly hardening cock, the other was working on discarding their pants. Once their pants were thrown across the room, he ran his tongue all over Mark's collar bone. "All's fair when it comes to sex Marky. You of all people should know that."
Mark grunted and tried to push James away so he could get some sort of advantage. James wasn't having any of that though. Knowing that he didn't have much time, he slammed himself into Mark's body as hard and fast as he could. Mark let out a yell of pain. "Fucking shit Lawson! I'm gonna fucking kick your ass for that!"
James just laughed. Mark said that a lot when he was on the receiving end of things. "Oh Marky, you're funny," he said as he pulled Taker's hair playfully. "You really are." He kissed Mark again, exploring his lover's mouth with his tongue while driving himself further into Mark's tight heat. Mark growled and began ripping his shirt to shreds. Aw damn, I liked this one too James thought as he bit Mark's neck. Oh well, I'll just make him buy me a new one.
They could hear people running around right outside their room but they really didn't pay any attention to that. They were way too absorbed in each other. James thrusted into Mark even harder (probably giving the Deadman one hell of a carpet burn in the process) and began lightly running his fingers over his lover's cock. "Want me to stroke ya again Marky?" he whispered huskily. "Huh? You want me to make you cum?"
Mark grunted something that was completely incoherent.
"What was that Marky?" James asked, biting at Mark's jaw. "Come on, I didn't hear you."
"Fuck you Lawson," Mark growled.
"Maybe later," James replied. "Now if you're going to be a little bitch..." He grabbed a hold of the base of Mark's cock and squeezed it tightly. His hand was now a temporary cock ring. "Then I'm gonna be the only one getting off here."
Mark snarled and started trying to fight James again. James almost lost control of Mark, but fortunately that didn't happen. What saved him was the fact that when Mark started moving around, he moved just enough that it made it so James hit his prostate dead on. Mark groaned loudly and immeidately tried to get James to move his hand.
"Nuh uh uh Marky," James said with a shake of his head. "None of that now."
Mark ignored him and kept trying to do it. "Lawson...."
"Come on Marky, you know what you got to say," James said. He could feel his own orgasm coming and he knew that he wasn't going to be able to hold out for much longer.
Mark moaned and closed his eyes. "Damn it James!"
"Nope, that's not it." James squeezed Mark's shaft even harder, wondering how long this was going to take.
"Ah fuck....fuck fuck fuck....would you just fucking stroke me already?"
James smirked. "What else do you say?"
Mark's eyes snapped open. In an instant, he had his hand around James's throat and he was giving it a good squeeze. "NOW!" he yelled angrily.
I was actually looking for a please or something like that....but "now" works too. James began stroking Mark's cock at a frenzied pace, causing Mark to let go of the chokehold he had him in. James managed to hang on long enough to make Mark cum first and then he shot his load too. "Fuck," he groaned, almost collapsing right on top of Mark. He took several deep breaths as he rested his forehead on Mark's shoulder. "That was fun."
"Yeah, but you do you know what would have made it funner? If you hadn't fucking made me land on one of Snoopy's stupid bones."
James looked at Mark and grinned just a little bit. "Whoops. My bad."
Mark glared at him. "You know you're getting some payback later, don't ya?"
"Yup. And I'll be looking forward to it."
.....
Matt rubbed his temples and sighed. He had just gotten off the phone with Jeff and now he was more than a little worried about his younger brother. According to Jeff, he and Cooper were on a mission. What that mission involved and the reasoning behind it were still unknown to Matt. And for some reason, he had a feeling that he actually didn't want to know. Jeff tended to get crazy ideas in his head and Cooper was the type to just go along with those ideas because...well mostly because he was a Lawson and going along with insane ideas was one of the things they did best.
"Damn it!" Adam yelled unhappily. "Matty, I'm losing! Distract Glenn so he'll stop beating me!" He was battling Glenn in Guitar Hero and Glenn was giving him an ass kicking of epic proportions.
Phil glared at Matt. "Don't you dare interfere Hardy! I will rub my beard all over your face if you try to make Glenn lose!"
Matt blinked several times at that threat. He had been threatened with a lot of things over the years, but never had he heard anything like that. "What?" he finally said incredulously.
Phil smirked. "Yeah, I went there. I'll fucking rub my beard all over your face while Gallows dry humps you!"
Matt shuddered. Now that was a horrifying thought. "Sorry Addy," he said. "You're on your own."
Adam pouted. "Asshole. See if I give you sex tonight." He began trying harder than ever to beat Glenn, but the Big Red Machine was way too far ahead. He won by a landslide.
"Oh yeah," Glenn said cockily. "In your fucking face Copeland!"
Adam glared at the larger man. "Fuck you asshole." He handed the guitar over to Matt. "Here. You kick his ass for me."
Matt sighed and took the guitar. He wan't any better at this game than Adam was, but he knew that he couldn't refuse the blonde. If he told Adam no, Adam would get very upset. And that would just make Matt have a huge headache, so it wasn't worth it. "Fine." He looked at Glenn, trying to tell the very pale man to take it easy on him with just his eyes. He wasn't nearly as annoying as Adam when it came to this game so he was hoping to get some sort of a break from Kane.
Glenn just smirked. "Hold on Matt, there's something I need to take care of first." He turned around and yelled "Connor!" as loud as he could.
Matt's eyes widened. He really didn't want Connor getting involved in this game. Connor got crazy when he was playing games with people, especially when those people didn't let him win.
Connor came running in so fast that he almost fell when he skidded to a stop. "What Crispy?" he asked eagerly.
"If you see your dad come out of his room before I do, tell him I have to talk to him about something," Glenn told him. "Can you do that?"
Connor put his hands on his hips. "What's in it for me?"
"Ice cream and cookies."
Connor's eyes lit up. "Yay!" He hugged Glenn happily. "I love you Uncle Glenn!"
Adam frowned. "What do you have to talk to James about?" he asked Glenn.
Glenn turned around and began to laugh evilly. Matt shuddered. Yeah, I definitely DO NOT want to know what he's planning right now.
.....
Cooper sighed unhappily. The hunt for a giant wood chipper was not going very well. They couldn't find one anywhere and because of that, the first forty bags of ice they had stolen had melted all over the backseat of Mark's Hummer. They had gotten another forty bags, but those were going to melt too if they didn't hurry up and finish what they were doing. "This was a stupid idea," he told Jeff. "I knew I should have talked you out of this."
Jeff gave him an offended look. "This was not a stupid idea! Just because we've run into some complications--"
"Complications?" Cooper said incredulously. "Jeff, we've been searching for a wood chipper for hours now! We're not even in Vegas anymore. We're halfway across the fucking state!"
Jeff pouted his lips. "So...you don't like hanging out with me anymore? Is that it?"
Cooper sighed. Jeff was too damn sensitive sometimes. "That was not what I said and you know it," he snapped. "I--" He stopped himself in mid-sentence and immediately turned left as he spotted something out of the corner of his eye.
"Whoa!" Jeff yelled. "Cooper! What are you doing?"
Cooper ignored him and instead pulled into a golf course parking lot. "Look over there," he said.
Jeff looked and then gasped. "Wood chipper!" he exclaimed happily. He looked at Cooper. "How are we gonna steal it?"
Cooper smirked and responded by stomping on the gas as hard as he could. Jeff squealed as they crashed through the small wooden fence protecting the course and burned some serious rubber all over the course. When he got to the wood chipper, he stopped the car and got out. "Stay!" he yelled at Jeff when the Rainbow Haired Warrior tried to follow him. He ran around to the back of the Hummer and got out the chains Mark kept back there. He quickly attached the wood chipper to the bumper of the Hummer using the chains and then got back in the car and drove off just as the owner of the course came running at them.
"Go Cooper, go!" Jeff yelled.
"I'm going!" Cooper yelled back. He drove through another part of the fence and nearly did a 360 spin as he got them back on the road. "Las Vegas, here we come!"
Jeff suddenly faltered. "Wait, what if Mark's car gets damaged?"
Cooper shrugged. "Jeff it's a Hummer. If something can damage this thing, it deserves to be able to do the damage." I wonder how much I can damage this thing...hmmm...that'll be something to test out later.
