Matt and Chris ended up in a bar together a few hours later. They were both afraid that Jeff was going to hate them forever, so they decided to avoid the situation the only way they knew how: by getting insanely drunk.
"This is your fault you know," Matt said as he downed his sixth beer. He was not happy about the way this had all turned out. "I mean, I'm glad you were smart enough to realize you were going to hurt my brother by cheating on him, but it didn't really help in the end, now did it? It just made a bigger mess."
Chris glared at him. "Hey, I never said I was good at fixing these kinds of things. Now I know I fucked up. I can admit that without any problem. And I'm now absolutely sure that I'll never get Jeff back again. He's with Adam now and I know that ass clown makes him happy."
Matt groaned. "That is also your fault too you know."
"Oh give it a rest Matt. Your brother likes Adam. He might even be falling in love with the Rated S Superstar. But--"
"It's R," Matt corrected.
Chris frowned. "R? What are you, a pirate now? Or is Adam the pirate?"
"There are no pirates you drunk bastard. Adam's the Rated R Superstar, not the Rated S Superstar."
"But I was going with S for STDs."
Matt shook his head. "You've had way too much to drink and I am cutting you off right now." He took Chris's beer and chugged it as fast as he could.
Chris sighed. "Are we ever going to talk about it?"
"Talk about what?"
"About what happened between us."
"There's nothing to talk about. It was a one time mistake."
"If I remember it right, it wasn't exactly one time."
Matt turned a deep shade of red. Okay, Chris had a point there. It was more like three or four times in that one single night. "Yeah, well, we can't do it again. I'm not gay and even if I was, I don't want my brother to hate me for being with you."
Chris shook his head and stole Matt's beer from him. "Jeff won't hate you," he said as he took a drink. "Because unlike you, Jeff knows how to forgive for the sake of another person's happiness." He set the drink down on the table. "And you don't have to be gay. There is a thing called bisexuality you know."
Matt smacked Chris on the arm. "What the hell is with you? Is fucking both Hardy brothers like a fetish for you? Because I'm not anybody's fuck toy. Hell, I am not a dildo! I am a human being!" He stood up and ended up falling down to the floor.
Chris just looked down at him. "I never said you were a dildo you idiot." He pulled Matt up to his feet and dragged him out of the bar. Even though Chris was drunk too, he was slightly more sober than Matt. "I feel feelings for you," he stammered out as they tried to walk back to the hotel. "And I don't know what they mean yet. But I want to find out."
Matt stopped and just stared at Chris. Even in his drunken state, he could feel the compulsion that led to him sleeping with Chris in the first place start to take over. But there was one little thing stopping him this time. "But Jeffey will hate me more!" he whined.
"Well let's do something about that then," Chris said. "Let's both earn Jeff's forgiveness…right after I puke of course."
XXXXXXXX
Jeff and Adam were both asleep when they heard the crash coming from the hallway. They both sat up and looked at each other. "What the hell was that?" Jeff asked.
A second later, they gained their first clue. "Chris help me!" Matt yelled. "The vending machine fell on me!"
Adam groaned as Jeff just about leaped out of bed. Matt sounded like he was insanely drunk. This was not going to be pretty. He stopped to put his boxers on and to grab his room key before chasing after Jeff.
They found Chris trying to lift the vending machine off a fallen Matt. "It's smothering him!" Chris exclaimed. He sounded just as drunk as Matt was. "And it's kicking my ass because I can't lift it."
"It's not smothering him you idiot," Adam snapped. It was three in the fucking morning and he didn't want to deal with this bullshit at the moment. He helped Chris get the vending machine back to where it was supposed to be. "Get him," he said to Jeff, indicating to Matt.
"Jeffey!" Matt exclaimed as Jeff pulled him up to his feet. The drunk bastard embraced his little brother. "You still love me!"
Jeff looked confused. "Of course I still love you stupid. Why would you think I wouldn't?"
"Because Chris and I had sex," Matt replied. He whispered something into Jeff's ear that Adam couldn't hear. Whatever was being said made Jeff sigh and shake his head.
"Okay, I'm not talking about this with you right now," Jeff said. He started directing Matt back towards his and Adam's room. "We'll talk about this in the morning when you are not completely hammered."
Chris frowned. "But I haven't hammered him yet. What's Jeff talking about?"
Adam rolled his eyes. "Come on you idiot. You're going to come in our room and sleep off the booze."
"Okay dirty pirate hooker." Chris started to laugh as Adam dragged him into the room. "Rrrrrr! R is for pirate! C is for cookie! And S is for syphilis!"
Adam ignored that disturbing little poem and dumped Chris on the other bed with Matt. It took about two seconds for the two of them to pass out. "I think they should never be allowed to drink again," he declared.
Jeff nodded. "At least not when they feel bad." The two of them got back into bed and were trying to go back to sleep when Adam had to ask one more thing.
"Jeff?"
"Yeah?"
"What did Matt whisper in your ear anyway?"
Jeff rolled over and looked Adam in the eyes. "He said, and I'm quoting word for word here, that "I fucked a boy and I liked it".
Adam just stared at Jeff for a minute. He realized that his lover was not joking at all. That made him bust up laughing so hard that tears were soon streaming down his face.
"Dude, be quiet! You're going to wake up the neighbors!"
"I fucked a boy and I liked it," Adam started to sing.
"Okay stop, it's like three in the morning. I'm tired and I want to go to bed. Please don't start now."
"The taste of his giant dick."
"Adam!"
"I fucked a boy just to try it…I hope my brother don't mind it."
Jeff finally started to laugh. "Okay, yes that's funny, but can we please go to sleep? I'm seriously tired over here."
Adam laughed and snuggled up to Jeff. "Yeah, we can sleep for now. But I am so singing that tomorrow over and over again."
Jeff sighed. "You are impossible Adam."
"And don't you forget it."
