A/N *Warning* Slashy-type scenes ahead. If you don't want to read, skip this chapter. ~Dixie.
Approximately seven months earlier…
Colby, Joe and Jon were backstage after the SmackDown taping, getting dressed after their showers. "Man, I just don't know what is up with my girl."
"What do you mean?" Jon asked, his conscious making him worry that Colby was suspicious.
"Well, ever since we had that blow up at the bar, she has been acting weird. She went off on me because she said I was flirting. Hell, maybe I was. But now she will hardly speak to me and won't look me in the eye. She told me she wanted to go back home and not stay for the show tonight. She didn't even want me riding in the cab with her to the airport. She doesn't trust me and I don't know what else I can do to show her I love her."
"Have you ever screwed around, Col?" Jon asked. He thought for a moment that he had no business asking and he knew he would feel even worse about giving in to Dixie's advances if he said no. He figured Dixie avoiding Colby had more to do with what they had done, than her being upset with Colby.
"A few times, but that a long time ago. Before I knew what I had with her. Now I do and won't do anything to make her leave me. Why?"
"I was just wondering. I mean, we are on the road a lot."
"Yeah, but I know what I got at home. Anyway, bro she is treating me as if I don't exist. I mean, I guess I see why she is upset, but then again, I don't know why she would get so upset over me just flirting. I didn't even think it was that bad, just being friendly."
"Colby, come on, you get pissed when a guy checks Dixie out. And if another dude is 'friendly' with her, forget it. You are ready to fight."
"Yeah, maybe you have a point. What am I supposed to do then? I am afraid she is going to break up with me. I am scared that when I get home she will tell me it is over, that she is tired of me not being home and not trusting me."
Joe spoke up, "look, bro, let's all go out and get drunk and forget our woman problems."
"You and Mia having problems again?" Colby asked.
"Yeah, when are we not? I don't want to talk about it. I want to drink. So who is with me?"
"Me!" Colby smiled.
"Hell, you know I am always up for cheap booze and cheaper women. Let's go."
They took a cab to a dive bar not far from their hotel and soon the shots were flowing. Colby was the biggest lightweight of the three of them because he didn't drink nearly as much as the other two. Joe and Jon always made it a competition on who could put away the most alcohol and stay on their feet. Colby was getting trashed and Jon was getting irritated with him constantly talking about Dixie. It had only been a couple of days since she had seduced him and he fucked her against the wall. Even though he had said they never should have done it and they would never do it again, or talk about it, he couldn't get her out of his mind. He felt guilty for giving in when Colby clearly loved her so much, but he couldn't deny that he liked how her body felt and honestly wouldn't mind feeling it again. He forced those thoughts out of his head, knowing it could never happen again.
Jon caught a redhead at the end of the bar who was checking him out. He winked at her and she smiled at him. "Yo, I am gonna go talk to this chick."
"Okay. Go get her tiger!" Colby said giggling with his speech slurring.
Joe chuckled, "yeah, get her, Lady-killer!"
Jon shook his head and laughed. "You drunk ass mother fuckers. Don't wait up."
"Joe, man you can go get you a rat to bang too. You ain't got to babysit me. I am a big boy."
'I am sure you are' Joe thought, a smirk coming to his lips. "Nah, bro. I am good. Bros before hoes and all that."
"Don't guess Jon believes in that!" Colby snickered.
"Yeah, but he is a ho himself!" Joe threw his head back and laughed.
Colby nodded and grinned. "Another round on you then?"
"Sure thing." He called the bartender over and ordered another round of double shots of tequila. A while later, they saw Jon wave as he was leaving with the redhead and they laughed, waving back.
"Well, I guess he won't be coming back to the room tonight!" Colby said with a smirk.
"Probably not. Man, these chicks just eat up his bullshit. If I said some of the shit he does, I would get slapped in my face!"
Colby nodded and laughed, "me too, man."
A couple of hours later, Joe decided they had better head back to the hotel. Colby was completely wasted and was getting more upset, still talking about Dixie. He asked the bartender to call them a cab, and they staggered their way up to their room, him having to keep Colby upright. He propped him up on the wall and dug his key out, letting them in the room. Colby flopped down on the bed, sprawled out. He looked at his phone, and almost started to cry when he saw there was still no reply or call from Dixie. "Man, my girl hates me. She doesn't love me anymore. What am I gonna do?"
"Col, it will all look better in the morning. Just sleep."
"Do you think she can do better than me, Joe?"
Joe answered with no hesitation. "No. No one is better than you. You are fucking perfect and she is fucking lucky."
Colby sat up, confused by his answer. He slurred, "You think I am perfect?"
Joe stuttered, "Well, you know, yeah, I mean, for a guy."
"Oh, okay. Thanks, man."
"Yeah, now shut up and get undressed so you can go your drunk ass to sleep."
"Huh, oh yeah, okay." Colby's vision was blurred and he couldn't seem to make his hands work. Joe was taking his own clothes off and cursing his big mouth. "Yo, can you help me? I can't get these damn things undone, man" Colby asked with a giggle.
Joe clenched his eyes, trying to keep control over himself. "Yeah, sure. Here, stand up." Joe wrapped his arms around Colby and helped him stand. He draped Colby's arms around his shoulders to hold him up while he unbuttoned his jeans. He tugged at them, peeling them away from his body. "Col, why the fuck do you wear these skinny jeans, man? They are fucking tighter than panty hose. And why don't you have on underwear?" Joe shuddered when his fingers touched his friend's bare ass, trying to get the jeans down.
"I like how they make my ass look and it shows off my cock!" he snorted. "Besides, I hate wearing boxers and with these I don't have to."
As Joe rose back up, he was eye level with Colby's exposed cock. Colby lifted his shirt off over his head and suddenly felt a lick to his manhood. Through fuzzy eyes, he saw Joe with his hand wrapped around his hardening shaft. "Joe? What are you doing, man?"
Joe looked up into those chocolate orbs he loved so much and said honestly, the alcohol clouding his mind, "I couldn't help myself." He pushed Colby back on the bed and knelt down on the floor in front of him. "Col, please, just let me do this."
Before Colby could protest, Joe took his entire cock into his mouth. "Oh fuck!" Colby moaned. He wanted to make Joe stop, but all that came out was whimpers. Joe languidly ran his tongue all over the shaft and head, arousing the other man to where he was really getting into it. Joe was in heaven, finally getting to touch Colby like this after so long. He knew it was wrong and Colby would never have let him if he was sober, but at that moment, he couldn't make himself care too much. He used his other hand to push his boxers down and started to fist his own cock as he took Colby into his throat. He sucked hard, making Colby's hips thrust off the bed. In his drunken state, he decided to push and see how far Colby would let him go.
He picked Colby up and slid him to the middle of the bed, spreading his legs. Joe licked and sucked his balls, earning deep moans from his throat. He ran his tongue further down, knowing his was pressing his luck. He figured Colby was going to push him away at any moment. He curled his hands under Colby's tight ass and massaged, slowly lifting his hips off the bed. When his tongue touched Colby's entrance, he flinched. "Joe…"
"Shhh, baby. Let me show you how good it can be."
Colby closed his eyes, too overcome with lust to complain. Joe spread his cheeks and pressed his tongue inside Colby's virgin hole. He was pleased with how good Colby tasted and how receptive he was. He teased his ass with his finger, waiting to see if Colby had enough, but the word 'no' never escaped his lips. He started sucking his cock again, hoping to distract him from Joe's finger easing inside him. He gasped when he simultaneously felt his cock on the back of Joe's throat and his thick finger buried inside him. "Shiiiiiiit, Joe!"
Joe didn't respond, just let his finger do its magic and search for Colby's prostate. When he found it, Colby let out a whine and arched his hips, almost choking Joe with his cock. "Goddamn!"
He worked his finger in and out of Colby's ass, curling to stimulate his prostate as he pleasured the thick cock. Colby reached down and grabbed Joe's hair, begging him to go faster. "I'm so close, Joe, so fucking close…."
Joe didn't want to let him come. He wanted him so undone that he would be pleading to get fucked. He slowed down and slipped another finger into Colby, planning on pushing this as far as Colby would let it go. He wanted Colby screaming underneath him, a writhing, moaning mess. As he pressed a third finger inside, Colby was bucking his hips, wanting Joe to go deeper. While he scissored him, Joe moved up his body, peppering his belly with soft kisses. He swiped his tongue across Colby's nipples, making a shiver go up his spine. He kissed and nipped at Colby's neck, licking his earlobe and growling in his ear. "I want you, Col. So much. You are beautiful and perfect. Please let me take you. Let me show you pleasure like you have never felt." He leaned down and gently kissed Colby, sighing that at last he got to feel those soft lips against his. Colby submitted, letting Joe dominate his mouth and suck his tongue. He could taste himself on Joe's lips, the musky flavor mixing with the tequila and lime.
Joe stopped fingering him and Colby felt the head of Joe's cock pressing against his ass. "Tell me no and I will stop, baby."
Colby looked at Joe with lust-clouded eyes and didn't want him to stop. His cock was throbbing and his body was aching for release. Joe waited a moment, giving Colby the chance to say no, but again, the words never came. He smiled and kissed him softly again as he wrapped his hand around his own shaft and pushed the head against his ass. He felt Colby gasp at the invasion and slowly fisted his dick to distract him from the pain. His cock finally breached Colby's entrance, encasing him in his tight walls. His heart swelled that Colby was giving him something he had never given anyone and he couldn't stop the words that left his mouth. "I love you."
Colby barely heard him as his body screamed in agony. Joe was well endowed and had fully seated himself deep in Colby's ass. Joe's heart broke as he saw the tears on Colby's face and kissed them away. "I will make it feel better, baby. I promise." He kissed Colby's neck and stroked his cock as he gently started to move inside him. As Colby started to loosen up, it got easier to slip in and out of him. He angled his hips and thrust deep, knowing he hit Colby's sweet spot by the squeal that escaped his lips. "Yes, baby. That feels better, don't it? You feel so fucking good, so tight. You want me to pound that pretty ass, baby boy? Let daddy hear you scream for it," he grumbled. "Scream my name, Colby!"
Colby didn't know his own name at that moment. He wrapped his legs around Joe's waist and pushed back against him. Joe slammed into him, watching his cock bounce as he fucked him. He pinned Colby's hands above his head and drove into his ass, roughly jerking his cock. Colby felt over-stimulated between Joe's dick ramming into his prostate and his hand rubbing the sensitive head of his cock. After the teasing earlier, he felt it all slipping away. Joe saw his face screwing up and felt his ass muscles clenching and knew he was about to come. He tightened his hand around Colby's balls and the base of his shaft, squeezing tightly. He stopped moving abruptly and wouldn't let him come.
"What the fuck, Joe?"
"Not yet, baby. Not yet. Turn over."
"Goddammit." Colby turned over on his knees and stuck his ass in the air, ready for Joe to stop playing and finish him off. Joe wasn't in a hurry, figuring if this was the only chance he would ever get to make love to the man he loves, he was going to enjoy it and make Colby enjoy it too. He thrust back inside and picked up his speed again, his hands gripping Colby's hips. He lifted his leg and drove his dick harder into Colby's ass, throwing his head back when he finally heard a scream of pleasure from Colby's throat. He let go of his hip and slid his hand over Colby's dick, the precome coating his fingers as he forcefully stroked the aching flesh. He felt Colby tighten up again and this time let him come. "Fuck, Joe, oh my fucking god!" he cried out, his come shooting out and spraying the bed. Joe let go as well, coating the inside of Colby's ass with his creamy release. He pumped a few more times; draining everything he had into Colby, filling him completely.
Colby's arms gave way and he fell onto the bed. Joe fell on top of him and kissed his shoulders and down his back. "Thank you for the most incredible experience of my life, Col. I love you." He rolled off of him and saw that Colby had passed out. He pulled him into his arms and held him protectively. He brushed his hair back and kissed his cheek. Joe worried about how things would be in the morning, but right then he just wanted to enjoy the time he had with him. He murmured in his ear, "sweet dreams, baby boy."
The next morning, Jon was making his way back to their hotel room after his hookup. He wondered if the boys would be up for going to the gym after their late night of drinking. Colby was usually the first one awake but he didn't hear anything so he opened the door. The light from the hallway illuminated the bed and he was flabbergasted at the sight in front of him. There lay Joe with his arms wrapped around Colby, both naked as the day they were born. Jon flipped on the light and shouted. "WHAT THE FUCK!?"
Colby and Joe's eyes shot open and Colby screamed, jumping out of bed. "WHAT THE FUCK, JOE?" He grabbed his shirt that was on the floor and covered himself, glaring at Joe. Joe felt his heart pound, not expecting things to go like this.
He pulled the sheet around him and sat up. "I don't know, man."
"You don't know? What the fuck happened?" Colby yelled.
"Uh, it looks like Joe fucked you, Col."
Colby shot Jon an angry look but suddenly felt the pain in his backside. His asshole was burning and his hips were sore. "OH. MY. GOD. Did you fuck me?"
Joe didn't know what to say. "I don't know, man. I don't remember much, but yeah I think maybe we did." He lied. He wasn't expecting Colby to be happy, but his heart was breaking at the look of disgust Colby was giving him.
Colby sat down in the chair and covered his head. "Holy shit. Why? Why would you… why would we…. What the fuck is going on!?"
"Uh, well, I think I am just gonna go and let you two talk about this shit, because this is so fucked up," Jon said. "I will uh, get my shit later," he told them as he backed out of the room.
"Jon, wait, man, promise you won't say anything to anyone."
"Colby…"
"I mean it, bro. Promise me. Swear that you will never utter a word about this and you will take it to your grave. Promise me. Tell me I can trust you. You are like my brother; tell me I can trust you to keep this from ever leaving this room."
"Yeah, Jon, promise us that you won't tell anyone," Joe added.
"Yeah you can trust me. Of course. But you better never try and fuck me, Joe. I mean, goddamn, you didn't even tell us you were gay. And Colby, shit man, you too?"
"I am not fucking gay, Jon! I was trashed. I don't even fucking remember coming back here!"
"Yeah? Yo, I have been so drunk I fucked a chick on camera in a bear suit, but never been so fucked up that I let a dude fuck me in the ass, bro."
"Shut up, man," Joe said. "Neither of us is gay, okay. It just happened. And don't worry, I would never try to fuck you. You dirty," Joe laughed, trying to take the tension out of the air.
Jon snickered "yeah, I am the dirty one. Anyway, I am gonna peace out and um, let you boys talk. Later." Jon walked out and left the other two in a strained silence.
Joe decided he would say something first. "Col, look, I am sorry."
"Save it. How could you take advantage of me like that, man?"
"What? Colby, I didn't. I don't know how it happened." He was lying again, but he felt guilty because he felt like he really did take advantage of Colby, pushing himself on him when he was upset, drunk, and vulnerable. "I don't want this to change our friendship, I mean, you are like my brother too."
"You don't fuck your brother, Joseph. And how can it not change things? We are not even equals anymore. I feel cheap and dirty, and I am hurting. You hurt me."
"I'm sorry, alright! I don't know what else to say!"
"Don't say a fucking thing! I can't believe this actually happened. My best friend nailing me while I was drunk. Un-fucking-believable. I feel like one of your or Jon's rats. Is that how you see me now?"
"For God's sake Colby, of course not. You are my friend. I am sorry you feel like I did this on purpose and I am sorry you feel like we aren't equals anymore."
"How am I supposed to feel huh? You made me your BITCH, Joe!"
"You aren't my bitch! Damn it! Fine! You want to be equals? You want to get even? Fine. Get even then." Joe stood up and walked around to where Colby was standing, still covering himself with a shirt. He flinched, not knowing what Joe was up to and if he was going to hit him or what. His eyes widened in shock when Joe turned and placed his hands on the bed, his ass facing Colby.
"Wh…what in the hell are you doing?"
"Making this right. I don't want you to feel like this, so make us equal again. You can fuck me if you want."
"What!? Are you insane? What the fuck are you thinking?"
He stood up, "I am thinking you are my best friend and I don't want to lose that so if this is what you need to make us right, so be it. Fuck me."
"I have never fucked a guy before!"
"Yeah and I have never been fucked by a guy before, so this will be a learning experience for both of us." Joe had sex with a few guys in his college days, all guys on the football team with him, but never been on the bottom. He figured if it were going to happen, Colby would be the only one he would ever even consider let doing it. Even if Colby had no idea how he felt about him.
The idea intrigued Colby and he was still angry so he decided he would. His ass felt like it was raw and wanted Joe to know how much it hurt too. Joe however knew it was going to hurt with Colby going in dry and Joe being unprepped. Colby wasn't small so he gripped the mattress and prepared for the pain. Colby stroked his cock, getting it hard. He spit in his hand and rubbed it on his dick, trying to moisten it up. He pressed the tip to Joe's asshole and asked him, "last chance to change your mind."
"Just do it."
"Okay, you asked for this, remember that." He forced the head into Joe's ass and felt him recoil. "Too late now, Joe." He thrust the rest of the way in, and Joe roared at the piercing, searing hot pain radiating from his ass. He felt tears burning his eyes and blood in his mouth from biting his lip. Colby didn't think he had ever felt something that tight and it was almost painful. Colby at least gave him a moment to adjust before starting to move, slowly at first but faster once Joe's body started to loosen up. When Joe felt Colby hit his prostate, his knees went weak and his screams turned to pleasured moans. Colby was surprised that Joe seemed to be enjoying this now. He couldn't help but wonder if Joe was secretly a closet submissive like he was. Dixie wanted him to be aggressive but he was never comfortable in that role, but now with this big man yielding to him, he felt more unabashed. He knew Joe was a big guy and could take him being much rougher than he thought Dixie could. He reached and grabbed Joe's long hair and tangled it in his fists like reins. He yanked back, making Joe gasp and arch his back. "Oh, you like that?"
Joe didn't answer him, he couldn't make himself. Colby did it again, only harder, forcing Joe's head back. "Answer me."
"Yes. Yes, I like it."
Colby surged into him harder, unmercifully pounding him and slapping his ass. He soon felt Joe's body starting to tremble and felt his walls spasming as he came, without ever even touching his dick. Colby couldn't hold on and buried his dick inside Joe, shooting his come as deep as he could. He wanted Joe to feel what it felt like to have another man's semen squishing around in your ass. When he was done, he pulled out and shoved Joe down on the bed and away from him.
Joe was panting, his body strangely aching but satisfied. "Even?"
Colby didn't even look at him but answered, "Yeah, even." He walked into the bathroom and shut the door, turning on the hot water. He wanted to forget about everything that happened that night and that morning and wash it all down the drain. He was going to catch a flight in a few hours and had no idea how he would face his girlfriend after that. He decided he would never tell her, thinking she would never understand. He knew how much she loved him, but he didn't think she would be okay with him cheating, especially not with a man.
Part of Joe was happy that he got to feel Colby like that, but he was saddened that it would never happen again. Colby had made that clear. He vowed then that he would never say a word about it and he would never confess his feelings. He decided he would go on as they had been; loving him from afar because Colby made it clear he didn't want him. What they did hadn't been about sex; it had been about settling a debt he felt he was owed after Joe took something from him.
When Colby got out of the shower, Joe was gone. All that was left was a note. 'Don't worry. It never happened.'