So I thought I should write the ages down so mainly I could keep them straight

Adam-24
Jeff- 23 (Started porn at 18)
Randy- 25 (Started porn at 21)
John- 25 (Start porn at 23)
Evan- 18 (Porn for 6 monthes)
Jay- 23
Chris- 30
Heath- 19

" Adam, you worked one day and you are bringing someone home." Jay had that look on his face that always meant he was going to get in trouble. It was way to similar to the look that their mom has whenever Adam fucked up.

" Jay, I couldn't leave him by himself. He is drunk off his ass. I don't even know where he lives." Adam sighed as he flopped Jeff done on to the couch. His face was pale but at least his eyes were somewhat open.

" Holy fuck that's Jeff Hardy." Adam looked over to see Heath at the table his art history books spread all around him. " He is a fucking babe, I have all of his movies. I'd let him fuck me until I couldn't remember my name. Though I love you more Jay." He grinned over at the Jay trying to look innocent though anyone in a five block area can hear how sinful the red head is.

" Jason, could you get your boyfriend who is over the age of twelve and a nurse." Adam asked throwing a grin over at Heath who flipped Adam off. Jay kept frowning but nodded going into the kitchen where Adam could hear Chris singing.

Adam pushed some of Jeff's hair off his face and smiled slightly when the other man looked over at him.

" M'Tired, I wanna sleep." Jeff mumbled softly pushing his head into Adam's hand. " You can still fuck me if you want. I gotta thank you for picking me up, didn't fuck Ravey so I'll be good to go. I'll be a good boy I promise."

" Jeff just stop talking okay." Adam kept moving his fingers through Jeff's hair. It seemed to relax hia alittle more as Jay and Chris came into the room. Chris looked like a rock star, covered in tattoos and always dressed to the nines but his days were usually spent in his scrubs as nurse Chris or in sweatpants always hogging the remote.

Chris slid down to his knees in front a Jeff so they were on the same level. He looked up at Jeff and took his pulse, with him barely even stirring.

" Hey Jeff. Im Chris and I am a nurse can you tell me what you took?" He asked moving his hand up to Jeff's face feeling his pale skin. Jeff groaned softly and opened eyes some more, giving Chris that loose smile.

"Fuck, if you are a nurse then I'll bend and cough for ya." He slurred trying to look charming, but really Jeff just looked broken, with his blown out eyes and too pale face. Chris just smiled softly and chuckled.

" Alright pretty boy, if you tell me what you took after you have a nap, we can get to that bend and cough thing."

" I took some E and some Xanax, Raven gave me some vodka and I think more E. I don't really know though. He just gives me stuff and I felt awesome." Jeff told him sinking even more into the couch against Adam.

" You did good Jeff." Chris said pulling himself up off the ground. " Okay Adam just stick him in the spare room so he can sleep it off. Just stick him on his side. I'm guessing from the old marks on his arms this isn't his first rodeo. He'll be fine. I'll check on him in a couple hours"

Adam got up off the couch lifting Jeff with him, Jeff clung to him stumbling along with him into the spare room just down the hall. He laid Jeff back on to the bed and sat beside him putting his fingers back in his hair when Jeff groaned.

" You got anyone I should call? Do you live with anyone?" Adam asked softly pulling a blanket up around his shoulders.

" Matty won't care where I'm at, Reby is still probably over. Im sorry you had to deal with me. You can still fuck me if I pass out." Jeff mumbled before closing his eyes with a sigh. Adam watched him for a minute still running his fingers though his hair before getting up and going back into the kitchen where the other three men were waiting for him.

" Don't start Jay." Adam told him as he sat down next to Heath who grinned over at Adam.

" So how's his dick?" The youngest of the group asked grinning even more.

" I haven't seen his dick, we didn't film any sex yet." Adam told them with a shrug trying to ignore the fact Jay was still staring at him with that look on his face. " Jay what the fuck is your problem?"

" Nothing, you just brought a junkie into our house who you have known for half a day and he is now drunk in a spare room."

"Dude, you are the last person who should lecture anyone on bringing people home. Chris was married when you started fucking him and Heath was 17."

" He ain't wrong Jay." Chris chuckled as he came back in with plates of pasta. " He's being nice cut him some slack. Now everyone eat your penne puttanesca. Just pick out the olives Heath."

Chris may only be a few years older than Adam but he has taken quickly to a role of taking care of the rest of them pretty quickly, he does most of the cooking and he is always making sure Heath gets his school work done at that Jay eats three times a day, well unless he is working night shifts then Chris is closer to the anti-Christ than a caretaker. All three of them are crazy but Adam would never want to live with anyone else.

" Now we are going to have a nice meal and then I want to know everything about everyone you met because I enjoy Randy Orton a little too much." Chris smirked before pouring some cheese on his pasta.

It was a good few hours of calm after dinner, they all watched a movie until Heath was squirming around in Chris's lap, the three then proceeded up to the bedroom leaving Adam by himself on the couch. He was almost sleep when he heard the floor boards creak, Jeff was standing in the door way his arms wrapped around himself in what looked like to be one of Chris's Mega Death shirts and a pair of shorts. He looked tired but at least was able to walk by himself.

"Hey..You feeling better?" Adam asked motioning for him to sit down on the couch.

" Ya, um…Chris heard me vomiting and brought me some clothes to change into." He said sitting down on the couch pulling his knees up to his chest. " I want to say I'm sorry for what happened today. Not really suppose to mix my Xanax with anything." All the false bravado was gone from Jeff's eyes, he looked a lot younger then he probably should.

" So you are in a profession where you fuck for a living but you are on anti-anxiety meds?"

" Fucking doesn't stress me out." Jeff told him with alittle bit of that fire he had before. "Other stuff does, I like fucking, Im good at fucking and I make a ton of money fucking. People like me because of how well I fuck but life outside of work fucking sucks and I don't do it well."

For once today Adam kept his mouth shut and nodded pulling the blanket off of the back of the couch to wrap around Jeff shoulders. He sighed softly looking up at Adam, his bright green eyes looking just broken.

"You hungry Jeff?" Adam asked running his fingers through his hair pulling himself up off the couch.

"Adam you don't have to feed me. I can call a cab and get out of your hair."

" If my mother ever found out a guest left without being fed she would beat my ass. So you sit and I will get you something to eat." Adam waved him off as he went into the kitchen to heat up some pasta for Jeff because really the kid looks like he needs a good meal. Adam came back on with the food and a glass of milk. " Here Chris made it. He is an awesome cook, you look like you haven't eaten in awhile."

" You know people don't want to watch a fat kid get fucked." Jeff smirked as he took the plate from Adam but at least he did start to eat. He groaned and Adam couldn't help but stare. God work was going to be hard with this kid.

" See I told you Chris was a great cook."

"Fuck I haven't eaten this well in forever, I am a shit cook." Jeff laughed as he hungrily scarfed down the plate of pasta and the glass of milk faster than was probably good for someone who as barely functioning a few hours ago.

"You know if you have nothing better to do, you can stay here until you feel a hundred percent. I'm just watching shitty horror movies anyway." Adam offered with a shrug. Jeff looked conflicted before grinning softly.

" I would like that..I just gotta give my brother a call and tell him where I am." He set the plate down on the table and pulled his phone out of the pocket of his shorts. "Hey Matty. I'm at a friends house." The smile faded from his face as he let out a small sigh. " How much do you need?...I gave you three hundred last week….No I'm not lecture you…No I know you do…I know…I'm sorry…You still have my credit card don't you?...Just use that…Please don't take much…Rents soon and I don't wanna have to dance at the bar this month…I know I owe you…I love you too…I'll be home later." Jeff's head fell back against the couch his eyes squeezed shut.

" You need to talk?" Adam asked not liking the deflated look on his face once again.

" No fucking way. Just turn on the movie." He said not even looking over at Adam. Without thinking twice Adam put his arm around Jeff's shoulder pulling him close to his side. Jeff let out s shuddering sigh and relaxed in Adam's arms. " Please don't tell anyone about any of this." He whispered softly. Adam would not tell anyone about finding Jeff drunk. He wouldn't tell anyone about Jeff's phone call to his brother and he wouldn't tell anyone about the fact that about ten minutes later he held Jeff as the younger man started to cry. He really was not gonna talk about that