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Title: I'm in love and have a new moped
Sorty-Arc: Moped series
Author: Angelface
Disclaimer: I don't own them; VinnieMac does. They didn't do this ...at least I don't think so. I'm not making profit.
Rating: R
Content: m/m, humor
Summary: Matt's got a serious problem with Jeffy, sleep, Huntsy and his own curiosity.

Notes: Ok, I have no idea where this really came from. First posted on wwfsml in 2001 (me thinks)

C&C appreciated
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4.30 - am. I can't believe he woke me again. I need a new roommate. This is the 6th night in a row that this happens. Seriously, this is getting annoying.

Staring at the ceiling I listen to my brother moan in his sleep. He's always mumbling or talking while he's sleeping. The more intense the dream gets the clearer are his words. Sometimes he even starts moving around.

Ok, sometimes it's pretty useful. Everytime he falls in love with somebody you'll know just from listening to him while sleeping. At times like this I keep a notepad on my nightstand. I know, I know it *is* pretty unfair - but hey - so is life! At least it's payback for keeping me away from my deserved goodnight-sleep.

But this time I don't seem to be lucky. ...unless my baby-brother dreams about being fucked by the almighty himself....

"Oh *GOD* ...faster ...please ...you are so big, you feel so good inside me... fuck me harder ...God, yeah that's it..."

Cool. Now his hips are bucking upwards. His breathing is raging his moans are loud enough to wake the dead. Please, mysterious person who's Jeffys fantasy... make him come soon. I need sleep. And while going at it make him say your name. Pretty please?

No such luck. Even with my pillow over my head the pure thought of sleep anytime soon seems to be nothing but pathetic. It's just a lot more uncomfortable.

"Make me come... please... "

Finally. Hopefully his fantasy will obey. Damn, it was hard enough for me to get along with the thought of him being bi in the first place. What did I do to deserve this anyway? Damn.

"*YES*.... I'm coming!"

My pillow is thrown into a corner the moment he says it. More precisely screams it. I stare at the bed opposite to mine, my eyes lock on my brother, who really seems to shoot. He screams out loud enough to be heard miles away. Something incoherent. Could be a name. I think it was supposed to be a name. Damn!

Baby brother cuddles his pillow and remains silent. I get back mine and do the same.

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....hmmm... Lita....

"Oh yes... that's good... ohh... more"

Uh? ...what happened? ....Oh please not *again* . A quick glance at the clock tells me that it's 4 am. And I do not even know who he's dreaming about. That's so mean. During daytime he keeps completely cool. You wouldn't know he's got a crush.

And when he woke up last morning... "I don't know why... but somehow I feel really great ... I just wonder what kind of strange liquid is in my bed... and how it got there... well, it doesn't matter anyway..." Maybe he doesn't realize that he's got a crush.... or he's just plain horny...

"Oh God... take me now... please... need you so badly... please"

That brings me back to the conversation I had with Hunter today:

"One hardly believes that the two of you are brothers"

"Excuse me?"

"One so completely silent ...the other, well ...Jeffy gets very enthusiastic..." He said with an arrogant smirk. /Shit. He had the room next to us/

"Um... it's not like that..."

"Of course not..." A mean, superior grin was spread over his face. "...you must have had a gag in your mouth, right?" /a gag? ... how can you have a joke in ....OH!!!!!!/

"NO!!!!"

He didn't believe me. My face was hot, burning, and judging by Triple H's reaction I believe it was colored in bright fire engine - red. I wouldn't believe me either if I was him. He winked at me and said:
"Well, maybe next time Jeffy takes it... not that I would complain 'bout the late night show..." and mumbled as he left "or invite me over... I'd like to see it also ...just hearing it is cool... but... maybe I can offer a helping hand..."

"B-b-b-but I'm straight... and h-h-he is m-m-my..."

"Hey, Matty, I thought you were straight, but why do you stare after the game with your face blushed and stuttering like a little girl...?" Jeff swung his arm around my shoulders and I looked at him flabbergasted.

"It's not like that" I stared at him unbelievingly, shaking my head.

"Yeah, yeah... you're a big boy and don't have to justify yourself... remember?"

"But... it's *really* not like that" I mumbled after him as he left as well. Unfortunately I didn't have enough time to sort my thoughts before the next unwanted assault...

This time it was Steve - I'm-straight-but-like-to-tease-Huntsy - Austin. First he gave me a very detested glance. /DAMN!!!! He had the room on the other side/ Before I even knew what happened my back was pressed against the wall, he had me by my collar and violently pushed against me.

I couldn't do anything but stare at him in disbelieve. Like a rabbit in front of a snake. A rattlesnake that is.

"Not only that I'm disappointed. I thought you were straight ...but with your brother... that's kinky! But that's your business. My sleep is my fucking business. I get pissed if I don't get it... and when I'm pissed I need to let it out on somebody... in other words: be quiet or I'll get your sorry ass and make you pay" /and that's the bottom line 'cuz Stone Cold said so, huh?/

Damn, damn, damn! I can understand why they are all so upset. This really turns out to be even a bigger problem than I thought. Hunter wants a threesome with the two of us, Jeffy thinks I want Hunter.... and Austin wants to slaughter us... um ...me

And all I want is my princess Lita... and some sleep..

"Oh *yes*, *YES*!! ... *GOD* ...harder... FUCK ME HAAARDER!!!!!!!"

Life sucks. I almost feel tempted to try to wake him. But I know better... once he's asleep not even an earthquake could possibly wake him...

Shit, shit, shit. We're so dead. Austin will kill us. No. He will kill me. I stare at the ceiling. *AGAIN*. And try to figure out a way to save my reputation... or at least my life...

"MHH... so good... so thick, and strong... so big... mhhh... faster... please"

I'm slowly getting sick. Well, as I said life sucks anyway.

"God... you're so good... damn.. ah yes, come on... finish me... yes, *yes*, *YES*"

I. need. to. sleep. NOW. I force my eyes closed and try to block out the screaming, begging voice of my baby brother. But there's something else. A hollow and wooden sound. A knock. Someone's knocking. Great. At least it's not Austin. He would simply kick the door in.

Slowly I get up from my bed. Trembling I approach the door. Surprise, surprise, it's Hunter. Clothed in only boxer-shorts he stands there wide grinning trying to peek inside.

"I don't understand why you're doing this so late... or early... but hey - since you cost me my sleep you *must* let me participate..." He smirks.

Suddenly his expression changes. He takes my jaw in his hand and inspects my face carefully "Damn, you look more dead than alive..." His attention is drawn back to our room by Jeffy's screaming. He looks at me with a big question mark on his face.

I let him in. As soon as he sees Jeffy and realizes *what* is actually going on he drops to the floor laughing. He's laughing so hard it forces tears from his eyes.
Laughing even harder as he sees my annoyed expression.

Without warning a furious Rattlesnake storms into the room. He looks around himself and tries to spot his prey. Whu-hu, here I am. Yepp, he finally notices me. I'm dead.

" Oh *god* yes I'm coming!!!!"

Our attention is drawn back to Jeffy who's body tenses up and finally he cums.
With his left hand Hunter holds his stomach, with the other he points at alternately at me and Austin. I never saw him laughing that hard.

Austin stares *very* detested at nothing in particular

"This is soooo sick" he says and with the same hurry he came he tries to escape the scenery.

After another ten minutes Hunter recovers from laughing, takes place in a chair and asks:
"Who the fuck is he dreaming about???"

"I don't know... but believe me I'd like to know!"

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Jeffy starts his "performance" all over again. I'm so sick of this. And then there's Hunter. Last Night we talked an half hour about Jeffy's secret fantasy. By God, Triple H is as curious as I am.
Maybe he thinks that it's him, who knows?

Knock. Knock.

Uh-huh. Who could that be interrupting my brothers moaning, which is soaked with various combinations of the words "god", "please" and "yes"...

As I open the door who do I see? Dejá-Vu, I'd call that. This time Hunter doesn't bother to wait until I let him in. He rushes past me and is fighting hard not to break out in laughter again as he stares at Jeffy.

I return to my bed, sit down stretching out my legs, covering them with the blanket. Regrettably Hunter sits down next to me and does the same. Now, why can't I bring myself to like this new development? I shoot a warning glance at him but he only throws his arm around my shoulders and smirks:
"Don't worry... you know why I am here" Do I? Well, in a case of emergency I think I can defend myself... and Hunter is not like that. I think.

"So, did he say a name?"

"Nope"

We discuss the various possibilities. But end up comparing this situation to the past and that Jeffy always falls for persons you'd least expect him to. Then there is silence. At least between us. Jeffy keeps going. And going. And going.

"Aren't you not the least bit turned on by that? I mean,..."

"I know what you mean" Well, at least I can see the bulge in the blanket over his lap. "...and *no*, unlike you I'm not."

"not even a bit?" he tries a pout. And snuggles closer to me. Great. He's good at that, but damn I... ARGH!!!! What does his hand on my knee???

I cast a punishing look at him and push his hand away. "No."

"A pity" he leans his head against my shoulder. I let him.

After a long, long while Jeffy is done. Meanwhile me and Hunter tried to guess names from some of his incoherent moans. We failed miserably.

By now there's another reason I want to know who it is. Not only that I have a constant lack of sleep but furthermore, I got Triple H leaning against me with a hard-on, acting like a big, no huge horny cat. Thank you. Whoever you are. I'll tell Austin that you're responsible for this mess, I promise.

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It's been two month now. *This* is the *first* night in two month that Jeffy and me have different schedules and I have a room on my own. It's 4 am and I can't sleep. Damn.

The last two month were hell. Or worse. My relationship with Lita? Blasted. My reputation? Game's bitch. My career? Nearly destroyed.

Lita. After she heard those mean rumors she felt pity for Jeffy and stopped talking to me.

For the last weeks Hunter sneaked into our room every single night. Every. Single. Night. I guess that and the fact that he tried to talk to me every time I was alone plus Jeffy's pestering gave me my new reputation.

And baby brother himself? Well, he's been like the sun the last two month. He showed up more and more rarely. But every time Hunter wanted a word with me he was there. Of course.

"I thought you were straight"

"I am"

"And pigs fly"

"If you don't stop bugging me you'll fly"

Damn this is fucked up.

He didn't come home last night. Still Hunter sneaked into our room. We were lying in my bed when he returned. More precisely I was lying on the edge almost falling out and Hunter leaned over me. Jeffy's laughter woke us both.

"oh you are so damn straight big bro" he laughed. I could've killed him just for that. Instead I asked him where he has been.

"Me?"

"No, Santa Clause" snapped Triple H.

Jeff looked not only a bit irritated. "Just tell us" Hunter said meanwhile nodding and grinning.

"Um, well..." Hunter's look became lightly threatening.

"I'm in love and have a new moped" Jeffy grinned. Without any further comment he undressed, lay down and immediately fell asleep.
Me and Hunter were left wondering who it was. For the 2000th time. But soon after he fell asleep he mumbled something that sounded like "Taker" in his pillow.
By the way the "moped" is a Harley...

So what?

Maybe I should get a moped myself?

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