Author: Katie
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Disclaimer: I don't own 'em & I'm not claiming that this happened, only in my mind.
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Rating: NC-17
Summary: Kevin and Shane fall in love. (totally lame summary but *G*)
Kevin stares across the room at the young man who is sitting on a bench laughing at some joke one of his many friends told. The big man frown when he sees Lance Storm wrap an arm around the younger man's shoulder. Kevin turns and glares at Chuck who laughs in return. "Damn Kev. He and Lance aren't a couple. They're just friends. Besides Lance is with Sanders. Why don�t you just go tell the kid how you feel and see where that takes you?"
"Fuck you Chuck. You know nothing about this so just back off."
O'Haire frowns at their friend and mentor. "Hey man. Why don't you chill? Chuck knows a lot about what you're going through. He was scared to tell Shannon how he felt but he did and things are going great between the two of them. And before you say it, do you really think I wanted to ruin my friendship with Mark by asking him out? But I did and we've been together ever since."
Kevin just glares at the two younger men and then turns back to watching the object of his desire. He frowns and growls low in his throat as he watches his best friend walk up and begin flirting with the young brunette.
Shane looks up at Shawn Michaels and blushes. Shawn grins and sits down between the young brunette and Lance. "I�m serious Shane. You're good. The potential to be the best. I'd love to work out with you." The older man smiles his sexiest smile hoping the younger man gets the double entendre.
Shane laughs lightly. "Uh� I'm flattered by the offer but I'm not really into working out with men." He blushes again as the older man raises an eyebrow.
"Oh really? Have you ever tried working out with men?" The blonde laughs wondering why he's playing games when he's never been big on games before.
Shane laughs. "No not really but men don't turn me on. Women do. Look, Mr. Michaels, I think you're a great wrestler and if I were interested in men I'd jump at the chance to hook up with you but I'm just not interested. I'm sorry."
Shawn frowns. "First, don't call me Mr. Michaels. It's Shawn. Second, I think you should give it a try. It's so much more fun being with men than it is being with women. There are so many different thing to do� not just different positions."
Shane swallows hard and looks across the room seemingly blankly. "Well to tell you the truth I have thought about it before but� well, Shawn I'm just not interested in you."
Shawn glares at the younger man and gets to his feet. "Oh really? Then who?"
Shane shakes his head and looks down at the floor not wanting to reveal to the older man his longtime crush on Kevin Nash.
"Fine. Be that way. But you'd better hope I don't find out who it is you have your little crush on Helms. Because if I do you'll regret it."
Shane looks up into the flashing blue eyes and immediately looks away. He hears the older man walk away and sighs. "Damn. Lance what am I going to do?"
Lance looks down at the younger man and frowns. "I don�t know man. But I do know that if you would just get off your ass and tell Nash how you feel he'd be able to protect you."
Shane glares at the older man. "I don�t need protecting. Fuck Lance. I don't do men."
Lance laughs. "Join the club. Neither did I until Sanders. What can I say? He's damn persuasive when he wants something."
"It's different. He's not nearly fifteen years older than you. And goddammit don�t sit there and tell me you and Jericho didn't fool around cause I know better."
Lance nods his head. "Okay. You're right but Shane�"
"No Lance. I've never once thought about men in that way and then I met him. I mean fuck� This isn�t me. I don't feel this way about men. Shit I haven't felt this way about anyone. Ever."
Lance nods his head again and throws an arm around the younger man. "I'm sorry to be the one to tell you this Shane but the fact is you're gay. Admit it or don't but considering the way you feel about Kevin? You're gay."
"I am not a faggot." He hisses out angrily. Shane gets abruptly to his feet and storms out of the locker room not wanting to hear anymore.
Kevin follows him with his eyes and sighs as Shawn sits down next to him. "That boy is a fucking tease you know that?"
Kevin just growls softly not wanting to hear Shawn talk about another one of his conquests. Shawn laughs. "No man I'm serious. He sits around here flirting like crazy with Storm and Moore and both Hardy's and yet when I try to pick him up he has the nerve to say he's not gay? Please. And then he says he is interested in men but not me? Who in their right mind wouldn't be interested in me?"
Kevin turns to his younger friend and glares. "Shut the fuck up Michaels. You stay the fuck away from Shane Helms or else."
"Or else what big guy?" Shawn says not looking into the bigger blonde's eyes yet.
Kevin grabs his face and turns him to him. "Or else I rip out your throat and hand it to you. Do you understand me? I don�t care who the fuck he says he's interested in. He's been straight for as long as I've known him so if he says he's straight then goddammit he's straight."
"What the fuck is it to you� Holy Fuck Kev. Why didn't you tell me you have a hot nut for the kid? I wouldn't have hit on him if I would've known."
"Now you know so stay the fuck away from him."
Shawn nods his head and massages his jaw, which Kevin finally let go of. He watches as the older man gets up and leaves the locker room. "Damn who would've thought Kevin would get all mushy over some child?"
Chuck looks at the blonde and raises an eyebrow. "Mushy? He was ready to take you apart man."
Shawn grins up at the curly haired brunette. "Have you seen his eyes when he talks about that kid? He's gone soft over him, which is why he was ready to take me apart. He hasn't gotten this way over anyone since� Well, since never. He gets protective of Sean but that's different. Sean's our brother."
O'Haire laughs. "Soft? Coach? What the hell have you been smoking?"
The older man shakes his head. "Make fun all you want but Kevin's gone completely soft over that boy."
A Little While Later
Shane slumps against the wall and looks around. Out loud he asks, "How the fuck did I get myself lost? And why the fuck can't I stop feeling these things for Kevin fucking Nash of all people?"
He closes his eyes and drops to the floor. A few minutes later he feels a hand on his knee. "Are you all right kid?"
He finds himself looking up into the dark gray eyes of the man he wants more than he's ever wanted anyone. "I� uh� I got lost."
"Is that all? You're like two feet away from the locker room. On the wrong side mind you but you're right there none the less."
Shane looks over at the door Kevin is pointing too and blushes. "Oh. Whoops."
Kevin laughs softly. "It's okay kid. Come on. On your feet." The older man pulls the young brunette to his feet and smiles down at him. "Why do you look like you've lost you're best friend?"
"Because I opened my stupid mouth and insulted him." The brunette shrugs and steps back wanting to get away from the man who turns him on so much.
Kevin frowns at the motion. "What did you say and to who? If they truly care about you they'll forgive you."
"I� well I didn't really insult him exactly� I just kind of insulted him. I said something I shouldn't of and I don't want to talk about it. Is that okay?"
Kevin nods his head and wraps an arm around the younger man's shoulders. "I'll tell you what Shane. You don't want to talk about that? Fine. Tell me what Shawn said to you then."
Shane blushes and looks at the ground. "Can I not talk about that one either? It's a little embarrassing seeing how he's one of your best friends and all."
Kevin nods his head and thinks to himself, 'God this boy feels good against me. This feels so right. Can I dare fuck up whatever little friendship we have by asking him to dinner? No. No I can't. Even if I can't have him as a lover, I can still have him for a friend.' He looks down to see Shane staring at him. "What?"
Shane looks away embarrassed at having been caught staring. "Nothing. Well, actually� Can I treat you to dinner? I need to talk to someone who doesn't think they know everything about me."
"Sure. But I'm not gonna let you pay kiddo. I'll pay and we'll talk. Where would you like to go?"
"Olive Garden?"
"Sounds good to me." They make plans to meet after the show and Kevin pulls away just as they start to enter the locker room.
Shane heads for Lance who's leaning against Mike Sanders. He over hears the Canadian talking. "Don't Mikey. He didn't mean it that way. He's just very in denial about his feelings right now. It's okay."
"No it's not okay Lance. He basically called any man who sleeps with another man a faggot. And that just isn't right."
Lance looks up and sees the apology in Shane's eyes before the younger man can speak. "You're right Mikey. It's not right but he's sorry he said it aren't you Shane?"
Mike glares at the younger man as Shane nods his head. He drops to his knees in front of Lance and takes one hand. "God I am so sorry Lance. I didn't mean it. I� Don't have any excuse for what I said but I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me?"
Mike starts to speak but is cut off by Lance. "Of course I forgive you baby. It's okay." Lance frowns at Mike who is starting to object and then his frown deepens as he sees how miserable Shane looks. Mike frowns and gets to his feet joining the other Thrillers. "What's wrong Shane?"
"I don't know."
"Come on Shane talk to me."
"I honestly don't know. I got lost or thought I was and then he sort of rescued me. We're going to dinner to talk and� I don't know all of a sudden I just don't want to go."
Lance wraps his arms around the younger man and hugs him tightly. "Aww� My poor Shane. It's gonna be okay. It's just dinner. If you want it to go further, take him to your room after. If not thank him for dinner and leave. It's all very simple."
Shane looks at the older man and sighs. "That's the thing. I don't know if I can say no to him. I look into those beautiful eyes and I'm lost. Damn, Lance, I don't know what to do."
Lance hugs the younger man close again and sighs. "Shane, if you don't want to do anything tell him up front. He may be grumpy sometimes but he's a decent guy. He'll listen when you say no."
Shane nods his head and pulls away. "Shit I don�t even know if he likes me like that or not. I may be freaking out for no reason."
Lance laughs lightly. "Go get ready for our match. Just think you get to wrestle against him and one of the Thrillers. This is going to be fun."
Shane smiles and grabs his stuff heading for the locker area. He comes back a few minutes later and smiles at Lance. "Okay I'm off to get my mask painted on. Ya know, I love this gimmick but I really hate the face paint."
Lance nods his head as he laces up his boots. He watches the younger man leave and finishes tying his shoes quickly. He heads over to where Kevin is sitting with the Thrillers talking and laughing. "Hey Kev. Can I talk to you alone for a minute?"
Kevin nods his head and follows the younger man across the room. "What's up Lance?"
"Do you like Shane?"
"Yeah he's a sweet kid."
"No I mean do you *like* him?"
Kevin sighs and nods his head. "Yeah I do. Why Lance?"
"Because he likes you. And he's scared. He's never felt this way about anyone much less a guy. He says that there's no way he can say no to you so don't make him have to."
Kevin nods his head. "Lance, are you sure about this? I don't want to make an ass out of myself if he's not into it."
"Just don't push him. He does like you. A lot but he's also unsure of his feelings."
Kevin smiles. "I'll take care of him. And don't worry Lance, I'm not going to push him. If he decides to give being with me a chance, I'll move at his pace. I swear to you I won't rush him."
Lance smiles. "Thanks man. I'd better go. We have a match to go over."
Kevin nods his head. "Yeah come find me and Chuck in a few minutes so we can all figure out what's going to happen."
Lance nods his head and goes off in search of Shane. "Hey Hurricane. What's going on?"
Shane smiles through the face paint. "Shut up. So do you want to start the match or no?"
Lance smiles. "It depends on who out of their team is starting the match."
"Is it going to be Chuck, Sean, Mark, Mike or Stasiak he's wrestling with?"
"Chuck."
Shane nods his head. "Well, I guess we should go find them then and work this out."
Lance nods and the two head off in search of Chuck and Kevin. They find them in the locker room hanging out with the other Thrillers. Chuck looks up and smiles at the two smaller men and grabs Kevin's arm. "Come on Big Sexy. We've got to arrange our match with Shane and Lance."
Kevin gets to his feet and follows the three younger men over to a more private corner. "Okay, I'm starting the match for our team. I was thinking that we'd start out kinda fast paced."
Lance nods his head. "Shane wants to start the match so fast is good. I'll tag in after a little while and then you can tag Chuck after beating me senseless."
Kevin nods his head and looks at the younger two men. "Does that sound good to you guys so far?"
Shane nods his head and Chuck shrugs. "Yeah. Lance you'll fight back when I tag in and then Shane comes back in. I'm quick to tag Kev."
Kevin nods his head and continues the rest of the match. They all finally agree on the ending and are called to their match. Running through their decided match, Kevin grins near the end knowing he has to job to Shane. After a double drop kick knocks him to the ground, he lies there as Shane climbs on top of him. The younger man closes his eyes as the referee counts to three and quickly moves off the older man. He and Lance celebrate before the Canadian helps him move up the ramp. Chuck helps Kevin to his feet and those two head for the back.
Chuck laughs at the sight before him. Mike is checking Lance's face for bruises. "Come on you brat. We didn't mark up your lover. Relax."
Lance smiles at Chuck grateful for the interruption. "That's right. Shane's the one who's going to have a black eye from that match." He then silently curses himself for saying it as Kevin's eyes turn nearly black with anger.
"What do you mean?"
"It's not your fault or Chuck's. But when you whipped him into the ring post he kind of hit face first."
"Why didn't he say anything?"
"Because he didn't want to have the match called. Charles asked him if he was okay and he told him he was."
Kevin growls. "Where is he?"
"In the trainer's room." Lance bites his lip knowing that wasn't the only thing that had gone wrong in the match. He watches as Kevin storms down the hallway and look over at Chuck. "So did you make it out of the match unscathed?"
"Yeah I did. But what's wrong Lance? What else happened to Shane?"
"Did you notice the limp at the end?" Chuck nods his head. "It wasn't from a hard on. When we did the drop kick he landed wrong. Hard and wrong. He said he heard his ankle snap so Shan took him to the trainers."
Chuck sighs. "Oh shit. Kevin's gonna flip out you know that right?"
Lance nods his head. "I know. Which is part of the reason I didn't tell him. I just hope he doesn't scare the hell out of Shane."
"We should go find out how they're doing." Both men look over at Mike who shrugs sheepishly. "Listen I think he's a punk most of the time but in the end Shane's a good kid. And Coach adores him so he has to be okay right?"
Lance nods and wraps his arms around Mike's waist. They head for the trainer's room. They all stop and stare in shock at the sight before them.
Shane sighs as he leans back against Kevin's chest. "You know this isn't your fault right? I'm the one who suggested the double drop kick and I'm the idiot who lost my balance."
"I gave you a black eye sweetheart. That is my fault."
"No that's my fault too. I'm the one who didn't move my face." Shane cranes his neck around to look up into the gray eyes. "Kevin, I� Okay I don't have the slightest clue as to what I was going to say now but you don't have to do this."
Kevin tightens his grip on the younger man's waist. "I want to Shane. It's not just about the guilt. You feel good against me baby." Shane smiles softly and snuggles against the broad chest as the trainer returns.
"Good news is you won't be out for more than four weeks. Bad news is there is a small fracture in your ankle bone. Not to mention the broken nose but you knew that one didn't you?"
Shane nods his head waiting for Kevin to get mad. The older closes his eyes against the guilt and finally opens them up to see chocolate coloured eyes staring at him. "I�m not going to kill anyone Shane. You can relax baby." He looks over at the trainer and frowns. "Does he need a cast or anything for his foot?"
"No the break isn't that bad. But he will need to keep it wrapped for the next four weeks. And Shane, no walking on it. I have a spare set of crutches that you can use until you're ankle heals. Put any pressure on it though and it might just snap all the way."
Shane nods his head and frowns. "So are you going to tell Vince?"
"Of course I am. And he'll suggest that you see a doctor but I guarantee they'll give you the same prognosis."
Shane nods his head and starts to climb off of the table. Kevin drops to the ground and grabs the younger man around the waist. "Come on short stuff. I'll carry you back to the locker room so you can get dressed."
Chuck looks over at Lance and Mike and laughs silently. He grabs Shannon who is standing next to the door and kisses him softly. "Let's go before Shane realizes we're watching. We don't want him to be embarrassed."
Shannon nods his head and follows his lover out the door and to the locker room. Mike and Lance head to the make shift cafeteria and sit down laughing about how gentle Kevin was being.
The young brunette frowns up at Kevin. "I am perfectly capable of walking you know?"
Kevin shakes his head. "No you're not. You're capable of limping maybe but not of walking. Shane baby, I don't want you to spend anymore time out than absolutely necessary okay?"
Shane blushes. 'Why does he keep calling me baby? Does he like me? Why am I even thinking this? Why do I have to have feelings for a man?' He looks away from Kevin and frowns. 'I want him so bad. Oh god how do I deal with that kind of thing?'
Kevin tightens his grip a little bringing Shane's eyes back to his. "What's wrong baby?"
"You keep calling me baby. I� do you want to know the truth?"
Kevin nods his head keeping his eyes locked with the younger man's.
"I like you. A lot. And I like hearing you call me baby. It sounds good and nice and most importantly it sounds right. And now I feel like an absolute idiot for saying so."
The older man grins softly. "You know what baby? I like calling you baby. And I like holding you close to me. I like you Shane. I'm thinking that if we take our time and do this the right way we could possibly have a long relationship out of our attraction for one another." He shocks himself and Shane with the words. 'I mean it though. I want more than a one-night stand with this gorgeous young man. I don't want to lose him ever.' Kevin shakes his head trying to clear out the thoughts of a long-term relationship. "Sorry Shane. I drifted. What do you think?"
Shane blushes again and looks away. Speaking so softly the larger man can't hear him he says, "I think I'd like to spend the rest of my life with you."
"What baby?"
"I said I think we should give it a shot. See where it takes us ya know?"
Kevin grins. "Good. Now come on. I'm gonna get you into your street clothes and then take you to the hospital."
The younger man frowns. "I can dress myself."
"I know you can baby but I don't want you trying to stand and hurting your ankle even worse."
Shane nods his head. "I see what you're saying but can't you just help me up when I have to pull my pants up and stuff? I don't want you to�" The younger man trails off embarrassed. "Besides I have to take a shower and you can't hold me while I'm wet. I'd slip right out of your hands."
Kevin groans lightly at the thought of Shane wet and naked and in his arms. "Maybe you're right. But I refuse to let you stand up on your own. So how else are you going to shower?"
Shane shrugs and turns even redder. "I don't know. Kev, I don�t� I've never� I� Oh god."
Kevin laughs softly and leans his head down kissing the younger man's forehead. "I understand Shane. It won't be a sexual thing. I promise you. It will be just about getting you clean. If you want I'll even stay dressed while you shower. But I will not let you shower by yourself and I sure as fuck won't let someone else touch you while you're wet and naked. So you're stuck with me. Baby, I know you've never been with a man and I know you're scared which is why I'll keep my clothes on. I also know you're not ready for me to make love with you and I am totally okay with that. But again I'll be dead before I let another man put his hands on you while you're naked understand?"
Shane finally nods his head and forces himself to meet the older man's eyes. "Okay." He starts to smile. "You're jealous and we're not even a couple yet."
Kevin smiles back. "Damn straight I'm jealous but you're wrong. We are a couple. From the minute we both admitted our feelings for one another we've been a couple. And we're at the locker room now so do I have to keep my clothes on while you shower or can I take a shower with you and that way you won't have to wait as long?"
Shane nods his head. "You can shower with me. One question though. How do you plan to keep ahold of me while I'm wet, naked and covered in soap?" He asks completely in innocence.
Kevin swallows back a moan at the tightening in his groin and smiles. "I'll think of something." To himself he thinks, 'Hell kid I'll be able to balance you on my cock you keep talking about being wet and naked.'
The younger man smiles up at Kevin and tugs on his shirt. "Well let's go get our shower so we can get to the hospital and then go get some food. I'm hungry."
Kevin nods his head before heading into the locker room and placing the younger man on a bench. He tugs off his own wrestling gear before sitting down next to Shane and beginning to undress the younger man. Shane's face turns red as the older man wraps his large hands around his thin waist and pulls him to his feet. "Do you want me to take the rest off baby?"
Shane shakes his head and tries to pull out of the older man's grasp to no avail. He finally gives up and pulls off his tights and underwear leaving his jock strap on. His hands covering his cock he finally raises his eyes to Kevin's and blushes even harder when he sees the big man staring at his crotch. "Kevin stop. Please?"
Kevin raises his eyes to the younger man's and smiles. "Very nice Shane. I never would have thought you to be quite that hung though." The younger man turns even redder as he drops his eyes inadvertently forcing himself to stare at Kevin's very large, very erect dick. Kevin smiles to himself as he notices where the younger man is looking. Taking advantage of the younger man's interest in looking at his naked body he reaches out and tugs the jock strap down his young love's hips. He makes a low hum of appreciation deep in his throat causing Shane's eyes to meet his.
The young brunette blushes at the pure lust evident in those gray eyes but finds himself unable to look away. He starts to lean forward but is startled out of his trance by the door banging open. He drops into the older man's lap and stares in shock at Steve Austin who is now leering at him. "Well, well, well what have we here? Kevin I knew you liked 'em young man but this is ridiculous."
The younger man blushes and tries to get to his feet and away from the older man but finds Kevin's grip on his waist to be too tight. "Fuck off Austin. Just because you and the Olympic dork are fighting right now doesn't mean you have to get all jealous of my happiness. Besides, it's none of your fucking business who I'm with."
Steve sneers. "Leave Kurt out of this asshole." The bald headed man smiles to himself. "Wait just a minute. What about Scotty Kev? You two have been together for forever. How does he feel about you fucking this little punk?"
The brunette frowns and turns questioning eyes on the older man who still won't release him. Kevin is glaring at the bald man and sets the young brunette aside. He gets to his feet and stalks towards the slightly younger man forgetting his nakedness. "Fuck off Austin. I've never in my life fucked Scotty. He's my best friend and my brother. That's all nothing more. Yes I love the bastard but not like that. That boy over there is the one I'm in love with so shut the fuck up before I'm forced to shut you up."
Steve keeps stepping back until he's out of the room and then winces as the door slams shut in his face. He turns to walk away and sees Shawn Michaels glaring at him. "You fucking jerk. Jesus what are you trying to do? Get killed? Don�t you know better than to insult Kevin's lovers?"
"Fuck you Michaels."
"Jesus you really do have a death wish if you went in there and purposely tried to start trouble between Kevin and that kid."
"I said FUCK OFF."
"No Steve listen up and listen good. Don't fuck with Kevin. I may not necessarily approve of his choice of fucks but if he's happy then I'll back him one hundred percent. And if Kevin wants to fuck some kid fifteen years younger than him fine. Then I'll get the kid's back too. But don't fuck with my boy. Ever. Understand?"
Steve glares at the younger man and walks away without saying a word. Shawn rolls his eyes and opens up the locker room door. He watches Kevin go from raging maniac to gentle giant with just three words from the young man from North Carolina. "You love me?"
Kevin turns to the younger man and smiles. "I love you. I probably shouldn't have blurted it out in quite that manner but oh well. Are you okay baby? I didn't hurt you when I set you down did I?"
Shane shakes his head and smiles softly at the older man. "Thank you. For standing up for me and for loving me."
The older man just grins. "Come on baby. Let's go get you showered and dressed and then to the hospital to have that ankle looked at."
The young brunette nods his head and holds his arms up like a child wanting to be picked up. Kevin obliges him and carries him easily to the showers. He turns on the water with one hand and tries to ignore his hard on. Shane wiggles around in his arms trying to get the older man to set him down. Kevin finally does but keeps his hands wrapped around the younger man's waist. Shane grabs his soap and a washcloth and begins washing himself off. He looks back up at Kevin and smiles. "Turn me around so I can wash you too. That way you won't have to worry about putting me down."
The older man nods his head slowly and has Shane grab his arms. The younger man does as he's told and the older man turns him around slowly. The brunette smiles up at him and then starts washing his body slowly. Kevin groans lightly at the seductive feel to the way his new love is washing him but manages, just barely, to keep himself at bay. He nearly loses control when the younger man brushes against his painful erection. Letting the water rinse them off, Shane reaches backward without turning around and grabs his shampoo. "Can I wash your hair Kev?"
The older man simply nods making the younger man smile. "Pick me up so I can reach without you having to bend over." Kevin moans so softly Shane doesn't hear it but he picks up the young brunette anyhow. Shane unconsciously wraps his legs around the older man's waist and begins washing the long blonde hair. The blonde groans audibly this time as the younger man's ass brushes against his cock.
Shane looks at the face of the man he loves and frowns. "What's wrong Kev? Are you okay?"
Kevin nods his head. "I'm fine baby. Just your ass is against my cock and it's killing me."
The young man laughs softly and finishes washing Kevin's hair. "Turn around so I can rinse it out and then I'll add the conditioner."
Nodding, the older man turns himself around but keeps his hold on the brunette. "Ya know, even though this is driving me insane with wanting you I still love the way you feel against me like this."
Shane laughs quietly and runs his fingers through the long blonde hair getting all of the soap out. He reaches over easily this time and grabs the conditioner. "Turn around again so I can add the conditioner and then I'll shampoo my own hair."
The older man does as he's told again and just enjoys the feel of the younger man's hands running through his hair. He opens his eyes and watches as Shane washes his own hair not taking nearly as much time or care with it. Shane leans backward rinses out the suds and then pulls himself forward again. The older man finally realizes that Shane is just as hard as he is and he smiles as the younger man runs conditioner through his own locks. Kevin steps forward when he's done effectively covering them both in water. The brunette has just started to speak when he was doused with water. Kevin laughs and takes one hand off the younger man's waist and runs his hang lovingly through the younger man's hair. "You know what kid? There isn't a single thing about you that doesn't turn me on." He leans forward kissing the younger man's slick neck and just stays there for a few seconds breathing against the soft skin.
The younger man shudders lightly and wraps his arms around the older mans neck. He buries his face against the side of the blonde's head and smiles. "I think I love you Kevin."
The older man barely hears the whispered words but pulls back and smiles at the younger man. "I do love you. And I don't want you to say it back unless you truly mean it baby." He kisses the brunettes soft lips and reaches out turning off the water. "Come on. Let's get dried off and dressed and then we can take you to the hospital and then you can get some rest."
Shane nods his head and allows Kevin to carry him to the main room while they are intertwined that way. He doesn't take any notice of the other men in the room as Kevin sets him down gently and begins drying him off. He then watches as the older man dries himself off as well. Kevin dresses quickly pulling on a pair of tight jeans and a dark red t-shirt. He then helps the younger man to his feet and helps him get dressed taking special care not to hurt the younger man. Placing a soft kiss on the younger man's nose, he grabs their bags and then picks up the brunette. "Ready to go baby?"
Shane nods and lays his head on Kevin's shoulder. "I don't want to go to the hospital though."
"Too bad baby. You need to have that ankle looked at by someone who can do an x-ray and tell us if it's going to need a cast."
Shane nods again and leans his head forward just slightly kissing Kevin's neck. He pulls back when he feels the older man shudder. "Sensitive there are we?"
Kevin just growls in response making the younger man laugh. The older man stops at his rental and pops open the trunk setting the bags inside. He then moves to the passenger side of the vehicle and gently sets the younger man inside. He moves around to the driver side door and after making sure they're both buckled up he drives quickly to the hospital. He helps the younger man to his feet and wraps a supportive arm around his waist. They get into the emergency room with little difficulty. There's no one in the waiting room as Kevin heads for the check in desk. After having filled out the necessary forms they go back to the waiting room and sit for half an hour. Eventually Shane is called back and Kevin is forced to stay in the waiting room. About an hour later, Shane hobbles out on crutches. "It's broken. Worse than we thought."
Kevin looks at the cast and frowns. "How long did he say you're out for?"
"Eight weeks. I don't plan on going home though. I want to be with you." Shane looks down at the ground suddenly unsure that Kevin wants him to stay. "That is if you want me be with you on the road."
"Of course I want you to be with me baby. I just don't know if it's the best thing for you. Maybe I can get Vince to give me some time off."
The younger man looks up at the tall blonde and shakes his head. "No. You know he won't give it to you and if you ask he's gonna get mad at you. I want to be on the road. I'm sure I can help out backstage somehow. And hey� bonus, I don't have to wear that goddamn face paint for eight weeks."
Kevin laughs and reaches over pulling the young man to him. "Okay. I don't want to be without you baby." He leans down kissing the younger man not caring who's watching. He carries him out to the car and settles him in before heading to the hotel.
Shane smiles. "I thought you were taking me to dinner."
"Oh. Are you hungry baby?" Shane nods his head and Kevin smiles. "Where do you want to eat again?"
"Olive Garden. If that's okay with you."
Kevin nods and heads back towards the arena knowing the restaurant is near where they had wrestled. They get to the restaurant and the younger man hobbles inside while Kevin walks slowly beside him making sure he's okay. They stop once inside and frown looking around at all the wrestlers sitting at one table. Kevin looks over at the waitress who is waiting to seat them and smiles his sexiest smile. "Can we get a table as far away from those guys as possible? We work with them and spend enough time around them as is."
She blushes and smiles back. "Of course. I'll find a good table for you and your son."
Shane bites his lip to contain his laughter as Kevin's mouth just drops open. He watches wordlessly as the young lady walks away. "Did she just�" He trails off unable to believe that the young girl had just thought that the young man beside him was his son. "Holy shit. I'm not that old."
Shane laughs and wraps an arm around the older man's waist. "Come on Dad. She's waving us over."
The older man growls at the young brunette who just smiles sweetly and heads over to the table. She starts to walk away when Kevin grabs her arm. "He's not my son. He's my lover."
Shane blushes and looks away, not wanting to see her reaction. She raises her eyebrows and shrugs. "Oh. Sorry. I didn't mean anything by it. Since you were speaking for him I just assumed. I guess because most people don't speak for their lovers."
Kevin frowns as she walks away and Shane laughs. "Kev, relax honey. It's okay. Really, not a big deal."
He turns to the younger man and keeps frowning. "Was I speaking for you? I didn't mean to Shane."
The brunette smiles. "You were kinda. But it's okay Kev. I don't mind. Really, I don't."
"So what are you getting to eat?" Kevin forces a smile and opens his menu.
Shane rolls his eyes at the abrupt change in subject and mentally reminds himself to go back to it once they're at the hotel. He opens his menu and shrugs. "I'm not sure. What sounds good to you?"
"I don't know." The two men sit in silence trying to decide what to eat. They order and sit quietly waiting for their meal to arrive.
"You know, it's not a big deal Kevin." Shane watches Kevin's face carefully after having changed his mind about waiting until they're back at the hotel.
"What's not a big deal?"
"You speaking for me. I don't mind."
"Listen Shane I� I shouldn't have done it. It doesn't matter if you don't mind or not. It was wrong of me to speak for you."
"But this isn't just about you speaking for me. It's about that waitress thinking you were my dad. Kevin, we both know better so what's the big deal?"
"I don't know baby. It's just� I'm old enough to be your dad."
"No you're not. My dad is twenty-eight years older than I am. Kevin, no matter what anyone says or thinks I like you. You're sexy, sweet, smart and every thing I've ever wanted. In anyone. Man or woman. Kevin, I don't know if what I'm feeling is�" He trails off as the waitress returns with their food. He smiles his thanks as she leaves and continues, "Is love or not. I just know that I want you more than I've ever wanted anyone. Age notwithstanding, you're all I want Kev."
The older man smiles softly and reaches over taking the younger man's hand. "Shane, just promise me you'll never forget what you just said."
The younger man nods his head and squeezes the older man's hand before pulling away. They eat their food and head to the hotel. Kevin walks the younger man to his room and smiles as he leans against the frame. "Well I guess this is goodnight."
"Actually would you be interested in coming in? We could watch a movie or something." Shane bites his lower lip wondering if he's being too forward.
Kevin smiles and nods his head. "Sounds like a good idea." He moves into the room and sits on the edge of the bed.
Shane smiles at him and moves towards the bathroom. "Let me get changed into some looser pants."
The older man smiles. "Do you need any help baby?"
Shane nods his head and grabs his sweat pants off the bathroom counter. He heads over to the bed and shrugs. "My ankle is killing me. Do you mind?"
"If I minded I wouldn't have offered." The older man reaches over unbuttoning the smaller man's pants and tugs them down the slender hips. Reaching up he pulls the t-shirt over the younger man's head and leans forward kissing his chest softly. "You're so fucking beautiful Shane."
Shane blushes and wiggles away. "Kevin, I�" He trails off suddenly forgetting what he was going to say as Kevin stands and covers his mouth with his own.
The older man picks him up easily and continues the kiss until they hear a knock on the door. He frowns and waits until Kevin sets him down before moving towards the door. Kevin stops him with a hand on his shoulder. "Wait. You're not wearing any pants. Go into the bathroom and get dressed. I'll get the door."
Shane nods his head and pulls the older man down for a quick kiss before grabbing his pants and heading into the bathroom. Kevin smiles and walks over to the door opening it up. He frowns as both Hardy's shove by him. "Where's Shane? We were supposed to go bar hopping tonight."
"He's in the bathroom changing. He got hurt in the match tonight."
Jeff turns and looks up at Kevin. He smiles seductively. "So what are you doing? Being the protective big brother or something?"
Shane chooses that moment to hobble into the room. "Actually more like protective big *lover* Jeff." He glares at the younger man until Jeff backs up a couple of steps. "What are you guys doing here?"
Matt grins and stares at the other man's body. "Bar hopping remember? You said you'd go with us since Shanny's acting like a love sick puppy over Cheeky."
Shane laughs. "Jesus, are you two jealous or what? No don't answer that. It was a rhetorical question. Plans have changed Mattie. My ankle's killing me and my face looks like someone decided to use it as a punching bag. I'm not going anywhere but to bed with Kevin."
Jeff frowns. "Since when are you two even a couple? I thought you weren't into men Shane?"
"I'm not into men, in the general sense of things. I am into Kevin. And while that may seem like I'd be willing to fuck anything on two legs like you two I'm not interested. So go away."
Matt frowns while Jeff sneers. "You're a self righteous bastard aren't you? So what happens when Kevin here gets his way with you and walks? What are you going to do then?"
Kevin, who had been content to remain silent finally has enough. "First of all, don't ever speak to or about Shane like that again. Second, for your information, I'm not into the fuck and run scenario, especially with someone I love as much as I love Shane. And finally if you want to be able to move tomorrow I suggest you get the fuck out of my sight in the next five seconds before I tear you both apart."
Both Hardy's back away slowly and Matt turns to Shane. "Just remember this Shane. When he does leave your sorry ass for not being able to satisfy him, don't come crying to us."
Shane walks after them and slams the door in Matt's face before turning to Kevin. "I� Maybe you should leave."
Kevin walks over and wraps his arms around Shane. "Baby, I ain't leaving you so don't even ask me to. If this is about what they said forget it. I'm not going to leave you. I love you Shane and you can ask the guys. I don't say that to just anyone. Especially not just a one night stand. And if it's not about that and it's about me threatening your buddies I'm sorry but they fucking pissed me off."
Shane turns and looks up at Kevin with tears in his eyes. "I don't know what to do Kevin. I love you and I don't want to lose you but� What if they're right? What if I can't make you happy?"
Kevin leans down kissing away the tear that escapes. "Baby, you do make me happy. Just by being you, you make me happy. Let me hold you and that will make me happy. Shane, no matter what they say I don't want to leave you. Not now and not ever."
Shane smiles shyly up at the older man and wraps his arms around the massive waist. "Will you� you know?"
Kevin bites back a groan. "Not right now I won't. Don't think I don't want to. The fact that my hard on is pressing into your stomach should tell you how much I want you. But we just got together and before tonight you were straight. I won't rush you even if it's what you want. I will love you though."
"What do you mean?"
Kevin just smiles and picks up the younger man carrying him to the bed. He lays him down gently and tugs the sweat pants off his hips. The older smiles when he realizes that Shane isn't wearing underwear. He leans over kissing Shane gently. Shane moans lightly and arches into the touch of the older man's hands, which are roaming over his body. The older man moves slightly lower, kissing and nipping at the tender flesh.
The young brunette groans and arches against the feather light caresses. Kevin pulls back and smiles at how hot and bothered the younger man is. He leans down just barely kissing the tip of the younger man's erection. "Tell me what you want Shane?"
The younger man looks up at his would-be lover and frowns. "I don't know Kev. I� I don't know."
The older man smiles before leaning down again and licking along the underside of the younger man's thick, enlarged shaft before pulling away. "Do you want me to continue this? Or do you want me to stop?"
"Continue. Please." Shane says his accent sounding thicker.
The older man shudders unnoticed by the younger man before leaning over once again and caressing the hard shaft with his tongue. The younger man vibrates with need as the blonde takes both testicles into his mouth and sucks gently.
The North Carolinian whimpers out Kevin's name as he nears his climax. The older man moves his mouth up to the head of the younger man's cock and begins to suck wanting to make Shane cum in his mouth. Drawing more into his mouth, the older man groans purposely trying to push the younger man over the edge.
The brunette gasps and tangles his fingers in the older man's thick blonde hair. "Kev� Need to cum� please baby� Make me cum."
