Eighteen and Life

They stared at the center of the table, all four of them. Three aces and that damn king stared back. The silence was broken when Jeff kicked his chair aside and ran crying into the bathroom and slammed the door.

"Smart move, Hardy." Randy snapped

"Don't give me that crap, Orton." Tom snapped right back. "Jeff and I talked last night and he knew that was which way I was leaning... and whatever happened to respecting everyone's individual decisions?"

"That was before you made Jeffro cry." Matt retorted

"It's three on one then, is it?" Tom slid his chair back and stood. "There's only one person I have to justify this to and it sure the fuck ain't either of you. Now if you'll excuse me."

Tom strutted to the bathroom door and tried the handle. It was locked so he gently rapped three times on the door. "Jeff, it's me... can I come in."

"Go away!" Jeff shouted from inside.

"Jeffers, come on. At least let me explain myself." Tom answered "Please?"

The door opened and a cross-looking Jeff stood there. "You have one minute before I kick your ass."

"Fine, but I'm not talking in the hall." Tom pushed Jeff backwards into the bathroom.

"Clock is ticking." Jeff tapped his wrist.

"After we talked last night, I was sure that you knew I was not wanting to go back. I really expected you to put a king down because the last things I wanted was to go back without you." Tom said "We've been through too much recently to be apart now."

"You could always change your mind?" Jeff suggested hopefully.

"Or you could." Tom replied "We've bought this really nice house, but we're never home to enjoy it. We have a life and we spend it on the road. I'm sick of it. The travel, the endless nights in strange hotel rooms, the jet lag. What do you say we start our lives together without all this nonsense?"

Jeff thought. Part of him would miss the fans, the thrill of performing, but part of him wanted to settle down Tommy. The more he thought about it, the more he realized that Tom was right.

"If you really want me to go out there and tell Matt and Randy that I've changed my mind I will, but I'm hoping you'll go out and say you've changed yours." Tom whispered

"Now you've really made things complicated." Jeff replied

"Okay, I'll go back." Tom threw up his hands.

"No, I'll stay." Jeff answered back.

"Are you sure?" They asked each other at the same time, then burst out laughing.

"This is gonna get tricky."

While Jeff and Tom were talking, Matt and Randy were staring at each other. Randy was flipping the king he hadn't used around his fingers while Matt looked on.

"Something on your mind, Viper?" Matt asked

"I know you've just been through the worst time of your life, and I'm not sure if this is a good thing to be bringing up, but where do you see us?"

"Whaddaya mean?" Matt queried, a little fearful that Randy was saying he wanted to end the relationship.

"I mean, Jeff and Tom seem to be pretty happy together and I was wondering if you saw the same for us at some point."

Matt looked hard at Randy. Was the Legend Killer actually blushing?

"Are you asking me if I'll marry you?" He asked

"Not right now." Randy replied, scared that he'd just turned Matt right off. "I mean, maybe sometime down the road. C'mon, we haven't been together long enough for that."

"If you're wondering if I would commit myself to you, then the answer is yes." Matt took Randy's shaking hands in his. "I would be thrilled to be Mrs. Randall Orton."

"Mrs?" Randy raised his brow. "I would prefer it if you kept your penis, thank-you very much. I haven't even gotten to use it fully and you're gonna get rid of it for me?"

"You know what I mean." Matt scoffed

"Yes, I do. I was planning to save this for some other time, but I guess now is as good time as ever. I want to make if official. Come with me."

Randy took Matt's hand and walked him toward the bathroom door.

"Just make sure when you say yes, you say it nice and loud." Randy whispered. Then, in a loud voice, "Matthew Moore Hardy, will you marry me?"

Matt paused, took a standing eight-count, and then replied with as much fervor. "Yes!"

Their interaction had the desired effect. The bathroom door was quickly flung open and a quizzical-looking Jeff and Tom Baker-Hardy stood in their faces.

"Excuse us?" Tom demanded "Did you two just...?"

"Yes we did." Matt cuddled up to Randy. "We're gonna do it too!"

"But you two haven't even fucked yet." Leave it to Jeff to spoil the romantic mood with a statement like that.

"Jeffers." Tom swatted his husband across the back of the head. "Not nice."

"Sowweeee." Jeff sulked again.

"Don't worry, we're gonna take care of that problem tonight." Randy replied

Matt suddenly had this really cheesy grin plastered on his face. "And you two are both invited."

"To watch you fuck? Cool." Jeff rubbed his hands together.

"No, silly. To the wedding." Matt answered

"Don't mind Jeff. He hasn't had any in a while." Tom apologized. Jeff's face went red.

"I have so. We did it the other day." Jeff protested

"Jeff, that was a porno you were jerking off to." Tom stated "Remember, you wanted to show me that Skater Boi thing you said you watched with Swagger? Getting Boarded or some nonsense like that."

"I don't think we've seen that one yet." Randy turned to Matt. "Put it on our list when we register at Tiffany's."

"I guess congratulations are in order and welcome to the family, Randy. But don't get any ideas. Just because you're soon to become a Hardy, does not give you the right to start booting us in the head." Tom wagged his finger sternly at his soon-to-be brother in law.

"I'll try to remember that." Randy promised

"I saw that!" Jeff squealed "He crossed his fingers!"

"Don't worry. If he tried anything, I'm sure Matt would love to include a Side Effect into their next lovemaking session. Or first, for that matter." Tom punched Randy's shoulder.

"Can we tell them our good news?" Jeff tugged at Tom's arm.

"Well, if you want to." Tom shrugged "I'm sure they'd figure it out soon enough."

"Well..." Jeff rubbed his hands together. "Tommy and I talked it over and we've decided that it's not fair to either of us to make the other person change his decision. So we came to an agreement..."

"Stop Buffer-izing it. I'm coming back with the three of you." Tom interrupted

"You are?" The other three repeated. Apparently this was news to Jeff as well.

"But I..." Jeff stuttered "That's not what we agreed."

"It is now." Tom said "Forget the Hart Dynasty, it's about time for the Hardy Empire to take over."

"I think this calls for a celebration." Randy said

"Any champagne kickin' around this dump?" Tom asked

"This dump is my home!" Matt protested "And yes I do happen to have a bottle lying around. I was saving it for a special occasion."

"This qualifies." It was ten in the morning, but hey, somewhere in the world people were drinking so that made it acceptable in Tom's mind.

"Before we get too happy, maybe one of us should call corporate and tell them what we've decided?" Randy suggested

"I'm on it." Matt was already dialing the number.

"I wonder where Matt keeps his booze?" Tom started sniffing around.

"You're an impatient son of a bitch, aren't ya?" Randy joked

"Nobody offers me booze then leaves me hanging and gets away with it." Tom sniffed loudly, like a bloodhound on the trail. "It's around here somewhere and I know it."

Matt returned quickly. "I just talked to J.R. and why is Tom crawling around my carpet?"

"He's lookin' for the booze." Jeff explained

"Oh. He's not gonna find it where he's looking." Matt shrugged. "Anyway, J.R. has a proposition for the four of us. Now we don't hafta do this, but I think it's an interesting idea..."

Matt repeated Jim Ross' suggestion.

"I like it." Randy said

"Me too." Matt agreed "But this time, it would have to be unanimous. Jeffers?"

"Imma like it too." Jeff also concurred, then three pairs of eyes turned to stare at Tom.

"If I understand this, it's a complete flip from what some of us have been doing." Tom chewed on his lower lip.

"Pretty much. But it'd give you a chance to get back in the ring in a big way." Matt answered

"Hey, if it'll get me outta the back offices, I'm in." Tom stated "Now where have you hiding that booze?"

"You've got a fuckin' one-track mind, Hardy." Orton retorted

"At least it's not a dirt track like some other members of this family... oh wait a minute, it is." Tom answered "As you'll soon find out when you become one of us."

"Lookin' forward to it." Orton sneered

"Yeah, Imma have a younger brother to boss around!" Jeff capered around. "You'll hafta do what I say and get me Skittles and watch Bunny 'n stuff."

One RKO later and Jeff was on the floor, holding his head.

"I think that means no." Tom squatted beside his fallen brother. "When does this thing Creative's got for us kick in?"

"RAW the night after Summerslam." Matt answered "We make an impact."

"Speaking of impact, where's the damn booze?" Tom tapped his foot impatiently.

"You ain't gonna stop, are ya?" Matt glared at his brother.

"Not 'til there's some liquor passing these lips." Tom replied

Matt broke open the bottle he'd been saving and the four of them passed it around. They spent the rest of the day together, enjoying each other's company, some laughter, some really wild stories, and of course food and drink. But alas, all good things had to come to an end and Jeff and Tom soon made their excuses and left for their trip back home.

"We'll see you Monday." Jeff promised, hugging first Matt, then Randy.

"I'll be curious to learn exactly what they have planned for us." Tom said, wrapping his arm around Jeff's waist as they walked to their car. "Monday." He waved version 1.0 as they left.

Matt and Randy smiled goofy grins as the car drove off.

"They are so fucking, aren't they?" Jeff giggled

"Oh, yeah." Tom replied

The second the car was out of sight, Randy's smile turned to a lustful grin.

"I thought they'd never leave." He complained

"C'mon, they're my family. And this is still my house." Matt answered

"Yeah, but since we're officially engaged, I want to make it real official." Randy swept Matt into his arms and carried him into the bedroom.

"Randy, are you sure about this?" Matt asked. Randy's only reply was to nuzzle Matt's neck, nibbling gently on the exposed skin.

"Do you want an RKO?" Crossly. Randy turned his gaze from the small patch of skin he was playing with to stare at his boyfriend now fiance.

"N-no." Matt stuttered

"Then shush." Fingers were placed across Matt's lips and he gave in to Randy's command.

"I love that smell." Randy inhaled deeply the scent coming off Matt's neck. "What is that?"

"It's called soap." Matt replied "Maybe you should look into it sometime."

"Maybe I should." Randy replied "Soap, you said it was called."

Randy removed Matt's shirt, focusing on his smooth skin. He seductively licked down the middle of Matt's chest, occasionally scraping against a bit of stubble, but Randy had felt worse, much worse than that.

Matt groaned. No one, not even Jay, had been able to hit his pleasure centers that quickly and without being told what to do.

"There is something I need to know." Randy paused from where he was tonguing Matt's navel.

"What? Anything?" Matt gasped

"How many cherries have you popped?"

Mattt thought back to all the guy's he'd been with. Jay, Jeff, Tom, even Vince had all been with other men before. "None." He whispered

"Awesome!" Randy's eyes lit up. "Then it'll be sorta first for both of us. My first being fucked by a guy and your first cherry ass!" Randy returned to kissing down below Matt's navel, being careful not to put too much pressure on his scar. He hadn't seen the photo Matt had posted pre-surgery so he didn't realize how bad his lover had been hurting.

Matt's jeans suddenly found themselves very loose as Randy continued his descent of Matt's body.

Normally one of the most talkative guys on the roster, Matt was reduced to wordless moans and breaths when Randy's tongue licked across his newly-shaven pubic area.

"You keep it clean down there too?" Randy asked

"Sometimes." Matt replied "Some people will do nice things when they find out it's smooth sailing below the equator."

"Like this?" Randy's fingers gripped the base of Matt's semi-hard cock and stroked it once, stopping just before he reached the head and then went back down. He repeated this a few times, bringing Matt to full hardness very quickly.

"Mmm.." Matt pumped his hips violently, telling Randy he wanted more of the same with saying a word. Randy continued his half strokes, but a little faster, bringing a bubble of precum out of Matt's dick.

"Somebody's been waiting for this." Randy continued what he was doing until Matt suddenly grabbed his wrist and harshly said "Stop."

Randy looked confused. "Am I doing something wrong?"

'No." Matt 's chest still heaved. "If you keep that up I'm gonna come too soon."

"That's okay. " Randy smiled "We can take turns if you want. You can come, then I will, then we can do it all over again."

"But I thought you wanted me to..." Matt's voice got stuck.

"Fuck me? I do, but we don't have to do it this time. I mean, other than a coupla hand jobs, this is our first time doing anything. It's up to you." Randy answered, moving his hand along Matt's redness, taking the precum that had covered the tip and smearing it down his shaft and he continued to caress him.

Matt closed his eyes, allowing the sensations to take control of him. The things he'd done with his brothers aside, this was what he needed to forget about the last week.

When Randy's fingers teased over his silky-smooth sack, Matt almost lost it right there.

"Fuck....." Matt moaned, his hips stopping their thrusting.

"Do it, Matt." Randy demanded "I wanna see you shoot all over yourself."

Matt was trying desperately not to. He wanted the moment to last, but when Randy uttered that last sentence, Matt lost all control. Crying out with the force of it, he came harder than he had in a long time, coating Randy's hand, and shooting a large amount onto his own stomach, chest, and even his chin. Randy continued to touch him until he started to go soft.

"Just relax now." Randy cooed "I'll take care of everything." He got a towel and gently wiped the residue from Matt's torso. Once he was finished, Randy snuggled up close to Matt and kissed his lips gently. It felt a little weird to Matt, he'd already come but his boyfriend was still fully dressed, but Orton didn't seem to mind at all. It took Matt a few minutes to come down from the most intense sex since the locker room with Tom some time ago.

"Are you okay, lover?" Randy whispered, tickling the end of Matt's nose.

"Randy, that was... that was..."

"What?" Randy beamed

"The most powerful orgasm I've had since I was a teenager." Matt turned his head. Was he seeing it right or was Randy blushing a little at the compliment?

"And there'll be many more of those from now on." Randy curled up in Matt's arms. "I'm ready to take the next steps with you."

Matt wanted to reply, but decided not to ruin the moment by opening his big mouth. Instead, he opened Randy's jeans and began pulling his dick free of the confining clothing. Even completely soft, it was still was impressive. Matt looked thoughtful.

"Don't take this the wrong way, but do you tuck your junk away before you hit the ring?" A comment Seth Green had made came back to him.

"No." Randy pouted

"It seems like there's a lot more here than I see when you're on TV. Don't take that wrong."

"You know what they say... the camera adds twenty pounds and takes away three inches." Randy shrugged indifferently.

"Imma gonna add those inches right back." Randy's little man was coaxed to full attention, then Matt did something Randy did not expect. He took his entire girth into the mouth, right down to the base, swirling his tongue against the large vein running down the back.

Randy's eyes almost popped out of their sockets at the intense feelings that Matt was now giving him. When he closed his eyes, the feelings from Matt's lips and tongue intensified tenfold, taking him to areas of pleasure he had never experienced with a girl. As if that wasn't enough, Matt reached down under his balls and found that one spot. When he pressed gently against it, Randy almost shot right there.

"Now you're gonna make me come too soon." Randy heaved, a thin sheen of sweat starting to trickle across his forehead.

"Whatever." Matt said around Randy's cock. He increased the suction as well as the stimulation of his G-spot and it wasn't long before Randy felt the first signs of his approaching orgasm hit.

"Matt... you don't have to... I mean... Oh God... I'm..."

What was it about the touch of this particular man that made Randy's ability to form coherent sentences vanish faster than interest in a match involving Santino Marella?

Matt hollowed out his cheeks, and sucked harder.

"Please.... stop... please... don't... please... stop.... don't.... please don't stop!"

Matt hummed lightly and seconds later felt something thick and warm hit the back of his throat. He drank it all down, ecstatic in the thought that of all the people in the world who wanted to do this to the Legend Killer, he was one of the few who ever would.

He continued to drink from the fountain of Orton until there was no more. This time, there was no mess to clean up.

"What the fuck!" Randy gasped "Where the hell did you learn to do that?"

"Do you really want to hear about my sordid past?" Matt replied

Randy looked down to where Matt was still laying on his lower body. "Not really."

"I didn't think so." Matt gave one last lick to Randy's dick then rolled off. "Imma grab a shower."

"I will when you're done." Randy stretched out.

"Wanna conserve water?" Matt smiled.

"Don't hafta ask me twice." Randy threw off his remaining clothes and chased Matt into the bathroom where the mirrors soon fogged up, and not because of the water temperature.

Meanwhile, Tom and Jeff were just taking it real easy, enjoying the trip home.

"You're thinkin' Jeffers." Tom looked over at his companion.

"Yeah, Tommy, I am." He answered

"Whatcha thinkin' about?" Tom probed

"Matty." Jeff replied

"Oh?" Tom queried

"Yeah... Imma glad that he's finally happy." Jeff turned to meet Tom's gaze.

"It's about time he had a little bit of happiness in his life. I just pray that neither of them do anything to screw this up." Tom stated

"Me too." Jeff answered

"So what exactly do you think we're gonna be doing when we go back?" Tom quickly changed the subject. He'd had enough angst over the past two weeks to last a lifetime.

Jeff shrugged his shoulders. "But whatever it is, I think we're gonna be in for the ride of our lives."

"And I can't think of three people I'd rather do it with." Tom answered

"Me neither."

As Jeff and Tom made their way home for one of their last free nights, and Randy and Matt took their relationship to the next level, not one of them knew how much of a ride they were gonna be in for. Alliances would be made, friends and enemies would join as one, and things would get really dark before they came out smelling like "ROSES".

THE END

Matty's finally found his true love. There will be one more story at least in this one. I originally had a much bigger role planned for Eric, but it didn't seem to fit in when I finally decided how I was going to end this one. This was not the original ending, either... I'm saving that for later too.

This series has met with such success, I may branch off from it with some of the guys I don't use very much... who knows!

Anyway, keep on reading and I will see you soon!

~~Riky~~