"How could he even imply that it was my fault?" Jeff asked. "How could he do that? Matt should know that the last thing I want is for Randy to get his hands on me again. God, he's such an ass sometimes!"

Jay nodded along sympathetically, although he was expecting to have to dodge some flying furniture soon enough. "I don't think he meant all that the way he said it. I think he just got upset and let things come out, just like he always does."

"I don't care!" Jeff snapped. "He's a dickwad and Randy's a fuckhead." He sat down on the bed across from Jay and folded his arms over his chest. "And they can both just go straight to hell."

Jay sighed and moved over to the bed Jeff was sitting on. "Come on baby, you don't mean that about Matt. You two love each other."

Jeff just pouted. "He's still a dickwad."

"Okay, he's a dickwad," Jay agreed. He wrapped his arm around Jeff. "If it makes you feel better, I'll agree with you. How's that?"

"Not good because you're just playing along with me," Jeff replied. He looked at Jay's knuckles. "You should really let me clean those up. They're all bloody."

Jay looked at them before shrugging. They stung like hell, but he would get over it. "They're fine," he assured Jeff. "You don't need to worry about them." He kissed the corner of Jeff's lips. "Let's just focus on calming you down."

"And how do you propose we do that?" Jeff asked.

Jay smirked and ran his fingers over Jeff's thigh, making the younger man's breathing quicken just a little bit. "Well, first I'm going to kiss you," he said, doing just that. "And then we're going to take off our clothes and I'm going to make you forget all about mean old Matt and Randy."

"Are you now?" Jeff said in amusement. He moved over and straddled the older blonde's lap. "Are you sure you're up for the task? They both have me very upset."

Jay nodded as he slipped Jeff's shirt off his body. "I'm more than up to it." He turned them over and laid them down so he was on top of the younger man. He began kissing and licking his way down his lover's pale body, going slow just to tease him.

"Jay please," Jeff said as he tried to push Jay lower. "Come on baby, you're making me so hard."

"I'm aware of that honey," Jay replied. He nuzzled his face against Jeff's jean covered erection, earning a groan for his efforts. Smiling evilly, he very slowly stripped off his shirt and jeans, leaving himself only in his boxers. Then he took off Jeff's jeans with his hands and in an even slower pace, he removed Jeff's thong with his teeth.

"You're evil," Jeff complained. He looked like he was starting to get impatient. "Why can't you hurry up?"

"Because it's fun to make you squirm," Jay replied. He took the head of Jeff's cock into his mouth and sucked lightly. Jeff tried to thrust up but Jay stopped him just in time. The whine that earned him was one of the hottest sounds he had ever heard, and it made his cock throb painfully in his boxers.

"Jay!" Jeff cried out as Jay deep throated him. "Oh fuck…baby…please baby…"

Jay sucked Jeff's dick eagerly, loving the way his boyfriend tasted. He could feel Jeff's painted nails digging into his shoulders, but the pain actually felt kind of good. He sucked even harder, fondling Jeff's balls with one hand and slipping two fingers into his tight asshole with the other.

"Fuck!" Jeff nearly shouted. He let go of Jay's shoulders and grabbed a hold of the bed sheets. "Jay…fuck…gonna cum…"

Jay began humming while probing at Jeff's prostate eagerly. Jeff moaned wildly, coming right then and there. Jay swallowed every drop of Jeff's seed before finding himself being pulled up into a passionate kiss. "I want you to ride my cock," he said when they broke apart to breathe. "Can you do that for me baby? Can you ride my cock all night long?"

Jeff just grinned. "You bet your fucking ass I could." He rolled them over so he was on top. "But first, we need to take care of these pesky boxers."

Jay grinned. Yeah, the boxers definitely had to go. Maybe they even had to go for good. He was going to see how going commando would work. It would make spontaneous sex that much easier.

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Unbeknownst to Jay and Jeff, Randy was actually in the room next door to them. He was icing his bruised face when he heard their moans. They were being obnoxiously loud and they didn't seem to care who heard them. Randy sat straight up when he heard Jeff moan like a little slut.

"Oh God Jay, you're so big! Oh fuck baby…"

Randy growled. He fucking hated Jay. Jay had what was supposed to be his. He wanted to burst in the other room and beat the snot out of the Canadian, but he was too hard to stand up. Jeff was moaning and panting so sweetly that it was making Randy fall straight into one of his fantasies.

"Oh baby please fuck me!" Jeff begged. He was on his hands and knees on the bed, his pretty little legs spread out so his tight little hole could be seen. "Please, I need you so bad."

Randy positioned himself behind Jeff, tapping the older man's asshole with the head of his cock just to tease him. "You want me to fuck you baby? Are you sure that's what you want?"

Jeff nodded eagerly. "Please Randy, I want you so bad."

Randy groaned and quickly discarded his jeans. He was too fucking hard to even stand it. One of his hands snaked down into his boxers and grabbed his aching dick. He began to pump it slowly, blocking out the sounds he could hear Jay making. The only thing he wanted to hear was Jeff.

"Oh fuck!" Jeff cried out. "Right there…fuck! Do that again!"

Randy grabbed Jeff's hips and entered him swiftly. The tight heat around his cock was absolutely exquisite. "You like it when I fuck you like this? Huh? Do you love me pounding your tight little ass?"

Jeff just whined as he clawed at the sheets.

Randy smacked Jeff's ass, getting a cry from the other man. "Come on honey, you didn't answer my question. It's rude not to do it."

"Fuck," Jeff moaned. He sounded like such a slut. "Randy I fucking love it when you fuck me like this. Fuck me even harder baby."

Randy roughly grabbed Jeff by the hair and pulled it back. "I think I can manage that," he whispered, kissing and biting at Jeff's jaw.

Randy groaned and shifted around on his bed, his hand stroking his dick so hard that it hurt. His boxers were drifting lower and lower off his body without him even realizing it. "Fuck, you're so tight Jeff," he mumbled. "So fucking tight."

Jeff whined incoherently as he grabbed at his own hair. His body jerked violently every time Randy hit his prostate.

"You love my cock more than Jay's, don't you?" Randy asked. He slapped Jeff's ass again. "Come on, tell me the truth. Tell me Jay can't fuck you like I can."

"Jay doesn't come close," Jeff panted out. He let out a small scream. "Fuck! Randy please, give me a hand!"

Jeff screamed next door, which was more than Randy could stand. He came hard, drenching his own hand and his stomach with his own seed. He milked his orgasm for all it was worth before sighing. God, what was he doing? Was this what he was reduced to? He had gotten so into his lust for Jeff that he was now jerking off while listening to his desire having sex with someone else. That was just…well he didn't want to think it was pathetic, but that was possibly the case.

"Jay needs to be out of the way," he muttered. That was the problem as of now. Jay "loved" Jeff. Yeah, what a crock of shit. Jay was just stealing what was Randy's. And if Randy got Jay out of the way, he could have Jeff again.

Now he just needed a way to do it.