'You know what we're called?'

'Unstoppable.'

'That and Ambrollins.'

'What a weird...who calls us that?!'

'Females who want to watch us fuck.'

'Not this time, ladies, sorry.' Seth said to the ring ropes, grinning.

'Goofball.'

'I'M the goof?! You who has dressed as a monkey meal and I'M the goof?'

'Yes.'

'Wouldn't it be yep?'

'Only on religious holidays.'

'Goof you.' Seth tugged Dean down with him, rolling around on the ring canvas.

'We'll be caught.'

'Weres don't show on camera if they don't want to.'

'Great cause I don't want to.'

It was a sweet thing, this sex, sugary enough to pass as lovemaking.

Good for Dean, talented crazy guy, he knew how to work a dick well.

Seth held him in place, face in lap, let the tongue glide up from base to head, then biting soft as a feather, then a tiny pinch, then heavy suction.

'Ah-ahhh-ahhh-YEAHHHH!' Seth spat out sweat. 'Where'd you...how'd you...who taught you THAT?!'

'I did. I can fuck myself.'

'You CAN?! Well, damn, congrats, nerd, not bad.'

'When you spend your teens alone, no girlfriend, you make due with what you have.'

'Can I...would you show me?'

'Sure.'

Dean sort of origamied his torso, bending to where he could get his penis down his throat.

'Ta-da!' he said, muffled, sounded more like 'Tuhdeh.'

'Wow...just...fuckingdamn wow!'

'Uhtunkyahnuhwahtooodooonuh.'

Seth DID know. He spit on his hands, dampened everything nicely, pulled apart skin taffy and pushed inside Dean, NOT being gentle. Hell, it was DEAN. the guy could take a fork to the scalp and laugh about it, barbed wire, bone broke, all a joke to him, total masochist.

seth pounded away while Dean gave himself personal head and between them they drenched the ring mat flooded white.

'I'm not saying...whew...' Seth panted, after, falling back. 'That I love you.'

He was gifted a sloppy sticky Dean kiss.

'And I won't ask you tell me either.'