Title: So, you want a little taste of the Enigma?
Author: NeroAnne
Disclaimer: I do not own Jeff Hardy. Nor do I own the other wrestlers that will appear here.
Summary: This is for all my awesome reviewers! Just pick a guy, any guy! This guy will be paired with Jeff Hardy in a collection of one-shots. Here are the rules. It will be hardcore. It will be Jeff on bottom. It will be yummy and It will be your choice. The first one happens to be my favorite pairing, Matt/Jeff. This is just something I wanted to do for fun, something that I know I'll be able to update everyday.
If you want to do something that goes your way, let me know. Ex: Setting, AU, cross-dress, plot, high-school or WWE, and rating. I'm open to EVERYTHING and EVERYONE. But, it HAS to be a GUY.
ZZZZZ
Miz/Jeff/Morrison
For: the UNDOUBTABLY AWESOME, Terrahfry. XD.
"How do you know he'll go for it?" Jeff asked, licking lightly at his grape lolly. He pulled it out, tracing it over his boyfriend's lips. He leaned down, licking the sweet stickiness off his lips. He grinned, feeling the hands gripping his waist squeeze harder.
Miz groaned, licking his lips. "Please, babe. Why wouldn't he go for it? They don't call me the 'Dick Magnet' for no reason."
Jeff coughed, crossing his arms and staring down at Miz pointedly.
Miz chuckled, "And who wouldn't want a piece of that ass," he smacked said ass lightly, smirking when Jeff giggled.
"Thank you." Jeff said proudly. Truth was; everyone did want a piece of Jeff's ass…but The Miz was the only one to ever have it.
Jeff stuck the lollypop back into his mouth. "Okay…so tomorrow, after the ECW taping?"
Miz smiled, pulling Jeff down for a kiss, "Absolutely." He rolled them over, moving on top of Jeff.
The sound of giggling and sweet whispers sounded through the walls.
John Morrison stepped out of the shower. He tucked the towel into his side, walking over to the mirror. Staring at his hair, he smirked. The brown locks were glistening in water.
"Damn right," he smirked cockily, "Who's the Shaman of Sexy?"
"You are."
John jumped before rolling his eyes, "Need something, Hardy?"
Jeff smiled sweetly. "Well, kind of." He twisted his hips around, "I was just wondering…" he licked his plump lips, "If you knew where Mikey was…"
John shrugged, "Nah. I didn't see him after the match."
Jeff hid a smirk. 'Perfect.'
Sighing, Jeff played with one of his pig-tails. "Darn…I wanted to congratulate him on his win…"
John snorted, "Don't you mean my win? I'm the one who pinned Finlay."
Jeff smiled, "Well yeah…but I can't exactly congratulate you, can I?" he bit his lower lip, sucking it into his mouth. When he let it out, it was red…kiss-swollen.
John sucked in air through his teeth, "Why can't you?" Shit! What the hell was he doing? This was his best friend's boyfriend!
But fuck, did Hardy look great. His pretty blonde hair was tugged into two braided pig-tails. There were still hints of blue in them…and those damn lips! They looked so wet…so inviting.
Moving his eyes lower, Morrison gazed at the smaller male's pretty hips. Scaling down further, he nearly groaned, biting at his lips at the sight of the gorgeous legs in those tight jeans.
Jeff tilted his head, his eyes gleamed innocently, "Well, I never thought you'd want any praise from me."
John grinned, "Well then," he swept his hair back, "You thought wrong."
Jeff's eyes moved to John's lower body. "I guess so."
"Huh?"
Glancing down at himself, Morrison cursed.
He had gotten hard while checking out Jeff. Wonderful.
Jeff giggled, bringing a hand up to his lips to stiffen the laughter.
It was so damn cute.
"Think that's funny, do you?" John murmured softly. He stalked over to Jeff, his eyes flashing when Jeff adopted that sweetly innocent look on his face again.
Jeff stepped backwards. His eyes widening, he looked up at the taller male. Whimpering lightly, he found himself trapped in between a shower stall and Morrison's wet body.
"Oh, Jeff…you can't fool me," he smirked, noting the look of practiced confusion on Jeff's face, "I know you're not as innocent as you look. You've been fucked already…by my best friend no less. I should be staying away…" he leaned closer, pressing his arousal against Jeff's stomach, "But I can't."
Jeff managed to let out a slight gasp before his lips were roughly covered by Morrison's. Bringing one hand up to the back of John's neck, Jeff stood on his tip-toes, kissing back. Opening one eye, Jeff motioned with his other hand for Miz, who was hiding in another stall, to make himself known.
Miz quietly moved out of the stall. He watched his lover and his soon-to-be lover kiss and he chuckled lowly.
John jumped, tearing himself away from Jeff. He looked behind him, his eyes widening in guilt. "Mike…I…"
Miz raised a hand, silencing the other male. "Relax, man." He moved over to Jeff, sliding an arm around his boyfriend's waist. Using his other hand, he cupped Jeff's chin, pressing their lips together.
John watched, his eyes wide.
Miz groaned, licking Jeff's lips. 'Nice, I can still taste John on him…' Sucking Jeff's lower lip into his mouth, he nibbled on it briefly, before pulling away.
Jeff smiled once they pulled away. Locking eyes with a stunned John Morrison, he brought his fingers up to his lips. Curving his plump limps into a grin, Jeff licked his index and middle finger tips.
Miz chuckled, watching John shift. He was trying to ease his arousal and failing miserably.
"Word on the Dirt Sheet is," Jeff began innocently, "That someone's always wanted to have a threesome." He looked pointedly to John. "And it involves," smiling sweetly, Jeff placed his hands on his hips, "Me."
John twitched. "Wait, how the hell did you even know about that? I never told anyone!"
Miz chuckled. "You really shouldn't leave your diary unlocked, man."
"It is not a diary!" John fumed, "it's a journal."
"Whatever," Miz sneered. He played with the hem of Jeff's shirt.
John closed his mouth. Staring intently.
Miz gently tugged off Jeff's shirt, exposing the creamy skin and pale pink nipples. Smirking, he turned Jeff to face him. "Feel free to join in," Miz murmured to his friend, before lowering his lips to Jeff's neck.
Jeff tilted his head, putting a hand on Mike's neck, "Mmm," he moaned sweetly. He brought one leg around Mike's hip, smiling into the kiss when Mike grabbed onto his knee, bringing him closer. He sighed, feeling his boyfriends cock press against his stomach.
John licked his lips. Shit, Jeff was so damn responsive…should he take up the invite? It looked too damn tempting not to.
Jeff gasped softly. He felt the slightly wet hands run up his chest, circling his little nipples, making them hard. He moaned, moving his ass against Morrison's cock. He was in between two very hard and very long cocks.
Miz smirked. "So, you decided to join us," without waiting for a reply, he moved away from Jeff. "Take his pants off," Miz murmured before removing his own pants.
John swallowed thickly before moving his hands down to Jeff's pants. He unbuttoned them before pulling down the zipper. Once he was done, he slid them down along with his boxers.
Jeff shivered, leaning his back against Morrison. "Cold," he murmured softly.
"Don't worry babe, you're gonna get real hot in a minute," Morrison murmured. He un-tucked his towel, letting it fall carelessly to the floor.
Jeff moaned, feeling that throbbing cock poke at his ass. Looking towards his boyfriend, his eyes shined.
Miz smirked, fisting his erection slowly. "Turn around Jeffy. On your knees."
Jeff obediently turned around, facing Morrison. Lowering himself to his knees, he arched his back, his ass in the air.
John groaned. Shit. Jeff was so fucking hot like this…he could feel his cock jump in excitement.
"Take him into your mouth," Miz ordered, grabbing Jeff's hips. Gripping tightly, Miz forced his dick into Jeff's ass, groaning as the sweet heat surrounded his painful erection.
Jeff groaned, eyes fluttering closed. He reached for Morrison's cock, grabbing it with one hand. Using the other to play with Morrison's balls, he pulled the head of the throbbing cock into his mouth.
John hissed, feeling Jeff's small tongue work wonders on his aching dick, "Fuck, that's it Jeff, suck me down your throat."
And suck he did. Jeff tightened his lips around the head of John's cock before sucking hard, his cheek hollowing out. Pulling out John's dick with a loud "pop" sound, he lapped at the red tip, moaning eagerly as Miz continued to thrust into him.
"So fucking tight," Miz grunted. Grabbing Jeff by the hair, he pulled the smaller man up so that his back met his chest. "Pick his legs up."
John did so, grabbing Jeff's legs at the knees. He stared, his eyes clouded with lust as Mike's cock drilled up into Jeff's sweet ass.
"Here," Miz held tight onto Jeff's knees, "Slide your dick in," he spread Jeff's legs open.
John stopped.
Jeff panted, his head resting on Mike's shoulder, "Don't worry about it," he said softly. "I can handle it."
John sighed. Grabbing Jeff's thighs, he moved his cock up and thrust it up into Jeff's ass. He groaned, the feeling of Jeff's tight ass and Miz's cock rubbing against his own felt incredible.
"Oh, god," Jeff murmured, tears stinging his eyes. He kept one arm wrapped around Miz and used the other to pull Morrison's face down, kissing him roughly. He whimpered into the kiss.
Neither man could blame him. Sex standing up was painful enough…but with two dicks in your ass, it would hurt a hell of a lot more.
Jeff licked his lips, sighing softly. "Okay, I'm ready."
In unison, Morrison and Miz moved their hips up, thrusting gently into Jeff. They both groaned. Miz's hands held tightly onto Jeff's ass, squeezing his cheeks apart. Morrison had his hands rested on Jeff's hips.
Jeff tilted his head back, moaning loudly. Needily. Sluttishly.
"You like that, baby?" Miz asked, licking Jeff's naked shoulder, "Like having two big dick up your ass? Does it feel good?"
Jeff nodded, biting at his lower lip, "I love it, it feels so fucking good."
John smirked, "Does it feel better than when Miz fucks you solo?"
Miz shot Morrison an annoyed look when Jeff nodded again. "Must you go there?"
"He's only screaming so much because he's got my shaman up his ass," John taunted.
Jeff rolled his eyes. Licking his lips, he rolled his hips up then down again; the same method he used whenever he was doing his little dance at the ramp.
Both men grunted in surprise. Holy hell, that felt incredible!
"Again," Miz hissed, "Do it again." He thrust up faster.
Morrison followed, thrusting up at a faster speed.
Jeff moaned, twisting his hips again, slamming down onto the hard cock's pistoning into his ass. "Oh, god," he moaned. He was so damn hard, "Please, I-"
"Milk him," Miz said softly.
John grabbed Jeff's cock, stroking roughly. "Cum on my abs, Jeffy. Cum hard."
Jeff let out a high-pitched whine after both men plunged into him at a rapid and hard pace, "Oh, oh!" he came, spraying his liquid all over Morrison's abs. Hell, some even reached up into his own mouth. He moaned, swallowing down his cum.
John watched with wide eyes, "Holy shit," he whispered. He'd never seen anything so fucking sexy. Shaking, he came in harsh bursts, shooting his cum deep into Jeff's ass.
Miz swallowed a groan, his climax following only seconds afterwards. He couldn't hold it. Not with Jeff's tight ass and Morrison's cum around him.
Jeff rested his head on John's shoulder, panting. He felt Miz slide outta him and he sighed.
John balanced Jeff in his arms.
"Give him to me," Miz said quietly.
John shifted, gently placing Jeff into his rightful owner's arms.
They both smiled, staring down at Jeff. The poor boy was unconscious.
"Thanks," John murmured. He swept a hand over Jeff's matted pig-tails.
"No problem, we both wanted it." Miz admitted.
"Oh, yeah?" he picked up his towel, "Whats this mean, then?"
Miz grimaced. "Means we got a lot of explaining to do to Matt."
John groaned. "I knew this wouldn't come cheap."
Oh I'm tired…fucking 18 pages of homework done in less than two hours…and I've still got a project to do…*DIES.*
Next up: Matt/Jeff/Punk
For: AnonymousPunk
Then, Matt/Jeff (YAY!) and Randy/Jeff for HighflyinJeffHardy. I'll tone down the sluttyness since you asked.
Imma go die properly now. XD!