"How is he?" Bubba asked hurrying into the hotel room and dropped his bags onto the floor. From the bed Tommy looked up smiling. "Sleepin' like a newborn baby man." Bubba sighed and hurried over to sit gently on Jeff's bedside trying not to wake his slumbering lover. "I 'preciate this man." Tommy smiled and shook his head watching the soft expression on Bubba's face as he studied his lover. "Bubbaman, how long have we known each other?"

Bubba frowned and looked up at Tommy momentarily distracted from his worrying. "Fuck Tommy I dunno. Since the beginning of time?" Tommy nodded and smiled at his friend. "So why the fuck ya gonna go an' thank me for something like this for?" Bubba smiled and shook his head at his tenderhearted friend. "Cause it's polite shithead!" Tommy snickered and rolled his eyes. "You're getting soft man. Since when does the great Bubba Ray Dudley give two craps about politeness?"

It was now Bubba's turn to snort and shake his head at the other man. "Yeah well that was a long time ago," Bubba insisted and Tommy rolled his eyes. "Oh yeah I forgot two weeks is like Pre HL." Bubba raises an eyebrow and fought not to laugh pretty sure he didn't wanna hear what the answer was gonna be to his question. "Pre HL? What the crap is that Tommy?" Tommy looked at Bubba innocently and said, "Pre Hardy Love." Bubba growled and would have lunged across the bed but his sleeping beloved laying between them prevented that.

"You know Tommy you talk pretty big for a guy that has a hard-on for my boyfriend," Bubba smirked at the puzzled expression on Tommy's face. "Oh come on man. Who is the first person Jeff seeks out when we get to the arena? Who is the last person that he talks to before he goes to the ring and the first person he sees when he comes back? And who insisted on staying here with him despite not only the lost day's pay but the fine for not showing up even though my Golden Sprite only has a sinus infection?"

Tommy blushed as he pretended to straighten Jeff's covers making Bubba laugh. "Admit it man you want in my boyfriend's pants!" Not willing to be backed into a corner Tommy looked up calmly and said, "What makes you think it isn't YOUR pants I want into?" Bubba couldn't have been more surprised if Jeff leapt up then and pronounced he was going to be the next Queen of England and the expression on his face showed it. Tommy's brown eyes calmly studied Bubba's blue ones as the older man battled to decide if his long time friend was shitting him or serious.

"You know that would work Tommy if it weren't for the fact that you've been panting after Jeff for a lot longer than we have been dating. So try again shithead!" Tommy nodded calmly and smiled. "You're right again Bubba. It must be Jeff's pants that I am trying to get into. You got me. I give up." Bubba blinked at the man who was exactly 5 months older than he, but sometimes made it feel much more. "I hate it when you do that."

Tommy stood up and walked to the window looking out over the parking lot before turning and smiling. "Do what Mark?" Bubba raised his eyebrow at the use of his rarely used real name and studied his odd friend before answering. "Make me feel like I am some snot nosed little kid." Bubba watched the puzzlement spread across Tommy's face and when the regret started to show sighed. He knew better than to make comments like that to his sensitive friend even in jest.

"I'm sorry man," Tommy sighed. "I didn't mean to…" But Bubba cut him off before he could finish his thought. "No don't. Tom I swear I was teasing." Tommy nodded but turned back to the window and Bubba cursed himself an idiot. Ever since Tommy had ended his long relationship with Lance Storm he hadn't been the same. The once always laughing and happy man was now quiet. Tommy had always been slightly sensitive, but after the harsh words thrown at him by his ex lover in front of the whole roster that included JR and Vince McMahon himself he had been more sensitive than ever some saying over sensitive.

As far as Bubba was concerned he'd like to take the uptight jackass out and beat the living crap out of him until there was nothing recognizable on the fuckin' prick for what he'd done to Tommy. D'Von declared that Bubba had lost his fuckin' mind. Why that should surprise him, Bubba wasn't sure. No one liked what Lance had done to Tommy, who was well loved in the backroom as he often acted the role of the locker room mommy.

"T-man come on baby," Bubba said then frowned at the endearment that had slipped past his lips, but it appeared as if Tommy hadn't noticed thankfully. When all he could get from his friend was a glimpse of the back of his head Bubba decided further investigation was needed and slipped off the bed carefully so as to not wake up Jeff then made his way to Tommy's side putting a hand on his shoulder in comfort. "T-man talk to me."

Tommy turned his head slightly but remained quiet as Bubba stared at the side of his friend's face trying to get something from the calm facade. Bubba lifted a hand to grip Tommy's chin trying to force him to turn and look at him, but was unsuccessful as Tommy evaded his touch by pulling away and moving again across the room. Leaning against the bathroom door Tommy stared expressionless at Bubba trying to decide what to say.

He's been a fool all these years. Pretending that his relationship with Lance was everything that he'd always wanted. Pretending that a deeper passion didn't soar through his veins like liquid fire every time a certain resident of Duddleyville touched him. Pretending Lance made him complete even though it was Bubba his heart cried out for in the middle of the night. And then… Enter one Jeff Hardy.

Jeff made him nuts. He made him want to pull his hair out and scream like a madman. He made him ache in places he'd forgotten existed. A smile from the Golden God that was the most coveted piece of ass in the back room was like a shot of pure adrenaline. And when it was HIM that Jeff sought out for advice and understanding… it gave a boost to his battered and beaten self confidence that no self help guru could deny.

To be a part of them… to touch them… to love them to… exist within their sphere of love… not even a poor schmuck like Thomas Laughlin could dream of something like that... And weren't the poor schmucks supposed to be the biggest dreamers?? So quietly there he stood… watching his probably only chance of realizing his dream fade away.

Bubba had never considered himself a stupid man, but he wasn't thick enough to believe he was something resembling smart either. This situation had him baffled though. If he didn't know better he would think that Tommy's earlier joke of being there for him was true. Then like a light being turned on in a darkened room a sinking feeling formed in the pit of his stomach as a realization hit him… Tommy hadn't been joking. Tommy sighed as he watched his night go from bad to worse knowing Bubba had figured out the truth of the situation.

"Tommy, why didn't you ever say something?" Bubba asked wiping a hand over his face then crossing the room to trap Tommy against the bathroom door. "Tommy?" Bubba repeated lifting a hand to cup Tommy's cheek. Gently his thumb traced the cheekbone until the breath caught in his throat when Tommy's face turned into his touch. Of its own free will his other hand rose to cup the other cheek trapping the face between his big paws and quietly he studied the brown depths wondering if it was possible to drown into them.

As if caught in some spell his face started to lower inch by inch pausing ever so often to study the brown eyes further before moving closer until his lips rested against Tommy's. Neither man moved until a whimper of longing escaped from the back of Tommy's throat, and then Bubba could no longer hold back deepening the kiss much to Tommy's delight.

Tommy's arms rose to circle Bubba's waist and his fingers dug beneath the thin material of the shirt Bubba was wearing until it was flesh they rested against. Bubba took another step forward robbing them of what little space had been separating them. Letting his hands drop to the bottom hem of Tommy's t-shirt and then slipping them underneath Bubba then raised the shirt up to take it off his friend. Feeling the cool air on his sides though Tommy balked pulling his head back and grabbing Bubba's wrists with his hands, "No, leave it on."

Bubba leaned in and touched Tommy's lips tenderly again with his then twisting his wrists broke Tommy's hold and moved his friends hands back to rest on his waist. "No, you are beautiful and I want to look at you. Lance was a fool and I won't let him rob us of this moment." Ignoring Tommy's protest Bubba removed the shirt purposefully then in a swift movement removed his own and flicked them to the side. "I ain't exactly Adonis either, Tom Tom so don't sweat the small shit."

Tommy's face blushed bright red as he silently disagreed and Bubba's lips twitched as if reading his friend's mind. Leaning in he placed his lips on Tommy's ear and whispered, "I think you are beautiful too," then took the ear lobe between his teeth gently tugging as Tommy gasped from the sensation. Tommy's head fell back almost lifeless as Bubba's mouth trailed up and down his neck biting, nibbling and sucking lightly leaving a trail of love marks behind.

Tommy wished desperately that he could still his racing mind, but Bubba wouldn't allow it breaking through every barrier that Tommy thought he had. So badly he wanted this moment and yet he was so afraid that Lance would turn out to be right. Being the patient man he was Bubba somehow knew all that was going on in his friend's head and proceeded slowly.

Taking Tommy's hand Bubba led him to the other bed in the room that was sitting empty. Laying his friend down Bubba slowly removed what little was left of his clothing before undressing Tommy then slipped over him trailing his lips over the collarbone and making his way down the chest. When he came upon an already puckered nipple Bubba took the sensitive flesh into his mouth sucking hard making Tommy again gasp with pleasure. Arching up Tommy pressed against Bubba's mouth seeking more of something he didn't want to name.

"Please Bubb," Tommy finally begged needing Bubba inside him more than he'd ever needed anything before. "Not yet baby," Bubba chuckled then resumed his path over Tommy's chest and stomach loving the flesh as thoroughly as he possibly could. The closer that he got to Tommy's lower half the higher the hips arched off the bed and happily Bubba cupped the butt cheeks kneading the flesh there gently making Tommy moan with pleasure. Finally Bubba allowed his mouth to slip down into the nether regions and took one of Tommy's balls into his mouth sucking on the sac, pleased when Tommy screamed his pleasure, begging for more as his cock stood up proudly seconding the motion.

Lifting his mouth Bubba chuckled softly at the loud whimper of protest it drug from Tommy's lips, before he found a tongue being run up the underside of his cock slowly. "OH God Bubby please." Finding the sensitive head at the top, Bubba sucked it into his mouth bobbing his head slightly up and down and twisting it from side to side at the same time as he rolled the two sac's in his palms making Tommy feel as if he was going to come out of his skin. "P… pl… please Bubby not like this," Tommy whimpered and puzzled Bubba lifted his head to look down at Tommy's flushes face.

"Whatsa matter baby?" Bubba asked lifting a hand to rub Tommy's stomach gently. "Am I rushing you?" Taking deep calming breaths Tommy fought to calm himself and didn't answer until he thought that he could do so without cumming on the spot. "No… I mean… it's just that… that is…" Tommy broke off cursing and turned his face away blushing bright red. "I… kinda wanted us to umm… well… you know… at the same time… ya know or at least umm close like?" Bubba's lips spread in a huge grin thinking that the most adorable thing he's ever heard. "Ok baby, your wish is my command."

Bubba straightened to go get some lube when his hand fell toucingh something on the bed. Frowning he looked down and saw a tube of Jeff's favorite cherry flavored lube sitting next to his hand. Arching an eyebrow he looked over at the other bed knowing that it hadn't been there when he set Tommy down, but all his eyes saw was a sleeping cherub. Biting his cheek not to give Jeff's ruse away, Bubba simply picked up the tube and squirted a healthy amount out warming it slightly before covering his fingers and easing one into Tommy much to the other man's displeasure. "Damnit Bubba will you just…. OH!" Tommy stopped mid rant as Bubba stroked his sweet spot with two of his fingers. "How… I mean… You… Oh God… more please."

Bubba shook his head thinking again that Lance was the biggest idiot in the world and took his time stretching his friend until he was satisfied. "Tom Tom look at me," Bubba ordered as he coated himself with more of the lube and with difficulty Tommy lifted his head looking at Bubba with glazed eyes. "Lance was an idiot… I ain't."

Puzzled Tommy opened his mouth to question what Bubba was talking about when Bubba began to slowly ease into Tommy's entrance making his friend's eyes widen with surprise. "Wh… it don' hurt!" "Bubba shook his head and reminded himself to tell D'Von that it was Lance who stole his favorite pair of camos.

"Ain't supposed to hurt, Tommy," Bubba whispered, kissing his friend as he continued to bury himself further inside. The soft moans escaping Tommy's lips were evidence that he had never been treated right and that was an injustice Bubba planned on correcting. He laid there for a moment, fully enjoying the feel of being buried inside Tommy, before slowly beginning to grind his hips.

The emotions that played across Tommy's face were enough to fuel Bubba's resolve, despite the fact that he wanted nothing more than to pound away until they were both screaming out. With one hand supporting his weight and the other stroking the soft skin on Tommy's stomach, Bubba slowly pulled out, still watching Tommy's face for any sign of discomfort.

Tommy's eyes locked on Bubba's waiting for the next miracle to occur. Bubba was beginning to feel the strain of what he was setting out to accomplish, but refused to give in and set about creating a slow and easy yet deep rhythm that would please them both. Briefly he wished Jeff weren't playing sick because he couldn't think of anyone else better to attend to Tommy's other needs than his little love, but as it was there would be no help coming from the Carolina faction of their relationship. The hand rubbing Tommy's stomach slowly moved to wrap around Tommy then began stroking in the same slow easy rhythm that his hips were using to ease in and out of Tommy's ass.

Speaking softly Bubba began to talk to Tommy whispering things of a tender nature close to that which he would say to Jeff and it came as somewhat of a slight shock that they didn't feel any less true now that it was Tommy he was saying them to. He had always thought of Tommy as a friend, but to call him more than that… to say that Tommy was someone he… loved? To think that Tommy was someone he would want to spend the rest of his life with was… refreshing. It was as if a whole new life was opening before his eyes. A life that had himself wrapped up in harmony and bliss with both Tommy AND Jeff. Was that possible?

It was as if the new outlook on his old friend had wrapped them in cocoon and floated them to a new level of exhilaration heightening both of their senses until the two of them were battling to hold on suddenly not wanting to give in to nature and let this miraculous happening end so soon. Letting his head fall back Bubba gritted his teeth as Tommy wrapped the sheets around his hands gripping tightly wanting needing for this moment to never end sure that this was a once in a lifetime happening… convinced that the feelings that were exploding within him would be washed up with their cum in the washrag afterwards. Unfortunately mother nature was always the stronger force and Tommy lost his battle half screaming half crying out his deepest secret praying that his professed, "I love you," would not be laughed away in the aftermath.

Even though he was already aware of his friends feelings hearing him shout them in such a manner jarred Bubba from his safe place cracking his groove and allowing the end to find its way in. Feeling his body tighten Bubba quit struggling to hold out as long as he could knowing that he was fighting a losing battle. As he felt the rush come he threw his head back and shouted Tommy's name at the top of his lungs roaring like some conquering hero finally come home.

Exhausted and panting Bubba crawled up Tommy's body and laid down resting his head on the pillow next to his new lover's. Blinking sleepily he studied Tommy's face and raising a hand cupped the far cheek turning the face so that he could see the beautiful brown eyes. Biting his lip Tommy tried not to grin goofily but Bubba wouldn't allow the mistreatment of such a wonderful part and rescued it watching as the smile spread across Tommy's face.

Hearing a rustling of the sheets on the other bed Bubba smiled softly and called out to his not-sleeping lover. "Jeff I know you're 'wake so you might as well come over here." The words were barely out of his mouth before he felt someone climbing over him and watched as Jeff squirmed under the covers to rest with his head on Tommy's shoulder.

Bubba watched Tommy stare down at Jeff with an almost reverent expression on his face and tried not to laugh. He knew how Tommy felt. Somehow when the power of those hazel eyes was turn upon you with a look of absolute devotion you can't help but feel like you are the king of the world. Silently he hoped that he and Jeff could undo the damage that Lance had done. But whatever happened he knew from here on out it would be just the three of them facing whatever struggles came into their path.

The End!