Adam took Jason out to a nice dinner, or at least the best one he could find
this late at night. The main thing that mattered to Adam, was that they
were alone. No Kurt. Adam couldn't get that jackass out his mind. Did
Kurt really think he could steal Jason from him?
Jason had wanted to go see a movie. Charlie's Angels. God, he swore Jason
did that on purpose. Angel. Angle. If he knew for sure that Jason had
done it on purpose...he'd...ravish him in his theater seat with everyone
watching them.
After the movie, Adam took Jason dancing. Jason always managed to look so
hot on the dance floor. So hot that everyone had their eyes on him as he
swayed his hips back and forth. Adam didn't notice the looks he was
getting, he was just worried that everyone was looking at "his" Jason.
Kurt smiled as he realized that Adam and Jason hadn't noticed him following
them all night. He smiled widened as he intercepted their drinks, paying
the waitress a couple hundred to get lost. She immediately did just that.
He pulled a small vial out of his pocket and poured half the contents in
Adam's drink and the other half in Jason's. "You'll be screaming my name
very soon," Kurt growled under his breath.
He walked over to the booth where Adam and Jason had sat down at.
Adam glared at him, furious that Kurt had followed them.
"Hey guys, I snagged your drinks from that clumsy waitress before she could
spill them," Kurt said trying not to grin.
"Thanks, Kurt," Jason said, glancing at Adam, who was practically steaming.
Jason scooted over closer to Adam, so Kurt could sit down.
Jason jabbed Adam in his ribs. "Yeah, thanks," Adam growled. "What are
you doing here Kurt?"
"Hoping that you guys would show up," Kurt said smiling, watching them sip
their drinks. God, they were so beautiful. The spitfire, Adam, didn't
realize how gorgeous he really was. The more he resisted, the more Kurt
wanted him.
Adam squirmed in his seat, until finally he glared at Kurt. "Kurt, why
don't you just get lost?"
"ADAM!" Jason gasped in shock at his lover's rude behavior.
"It's alright Jason. Adam is afraid that he will loose you to me. Isn't
that right Adam?" Kurt asked, smiling as Adam's face turned beet red with
rage.
"FUCK NO!" Adam growled, gulping down his drink in one swift motion as he
scooted around the booth, standing up, ready to kick some olympic ass.
Kurt smiled as Adam stumbled and grabbed for his head. The room was
spinning and Adam would have fallen flat on his face if Jason hadn't wrapped
his arms around his angry lover and helped him to sit back down.
"Adam?" Jason asked nervously, brushing the hair away from Adam's flushed
face.
"We should take him back to his room, Jason. Finish your drink and we'll
leave," Kurt whispered, smiling as Jason lifted his glass to his mouth and
drank the last of the drugged drink.
Adam felt sick and did not protest as both men helped him to his feet and
out of the club. He wanted to kill Kurt, but he knew that it wouldn't be
tonight. He was doing good just to stand.
None of them had noticed Mark sitting at the bar. Mark had watched with
amusement as Kurt slipped something into their drinks. Some integrity this
guy had. He had to use drugs to get laid. This was getting more and more
interesting.
Kurt struggled to get Adam and Jason to their hotel room, maybe he'd given
them a little too much of the aphrodisiac. They were wobbly on their feet
and not thinking coherent. Shit. He had wanted them at least conscious
while he was fucking them.
Mark watched in amusement as the weasel, Kurt Angle, struggled with the two
blonds. Kurt's hands kept roaming and touching them, but Adam and Jason
were too drugged to notice.
Kurt sighed in relief when he finally got them to their room. He roughly
shoved them inside and ushered them to the bed, where they fell quite
ungracefully face first.
Mark watched from the shadows of the exit door, which happened to be
directly across from their room.
Kurt glanced up and down the hallway to see if anyone had seen them.
Mark saw the wicked grin that Kurt flashed just as he closed the door. Mark
could only imagine what Kurt was going to do to those boys. The moral
side of him told him to rescue them, but the darker side said screw them,
they'd made their bed and now they could lie in it. He rubbed his cheek
from where Kurt had slapped him earlier. He tended to listen to the dark
side more. He disappeared down the dark stairwell.
Kurt turned and looked at the two beautiful, helpless men sprawled out on
the bed before him. His for the taking. He was going to have his way with
them tonight. He remembered the night Foley and Triple H had made fun of
him, calling him gay. If only they could see him now.
He stripped and climbed onto the bed with them. He slowly stripped each of
them, caressing their warm, willing bodies. He took his time as he lubed
and prepared them, then lubed his own cock.
He wanted the beautiful, defiant Adam first. He leaned down and kissed Adam
hard, running his fingers through Adam's soft blond mane.
Adam moaned, "Jason?"
Kurt smiled as he kissed along Adam's long, exposed neck. Adam moaned and
spread his legs for him. Kurt chuckled as he lifted them and positioned
himself at Adam's entrance, slowly pushing inside.
Adam squirmed. Something was not right. He opened his eyes to see Kurt
between his legs.
"No!" Adam gasped as he used what rational thought that he had left and
tried to push Kurt away. "Get away from me," Adam whispered, realizing
that he was effectively pinned underneath Kurt as he thrust inside of him.
Kurt watched as a single tear slid down Adam's beautiful face. He leaned in
and licked it. Adam being so helpless was really turning him on.
"I'll kill you," Adam managed to whisper.
"Not in this position," Kurt chuckled as he pulled almost out of Adam and
then slammed back in hard, causing Adam to scream out loud. Kurt aimed for
Adam's prostate, causing Adam to involuntary arch up in pleasure. His
fingers wrapped around Adam's hard shaft, stroking it. Adam's body was
betraying him as he wiggled in pleasure under Kurt.
"Come for me, Adam," Kurt whispered, smiling as Adam did as he was told,
spraying both of their stomachs with his come. Kurt growled as he spurted
deep inside of Adam, finally claiming him.
Kurt, spent and sedated, fell on top of Adam's trembling body. "Was it as
good for you, as it was for me?" Kurt asked with a smirk.
"Fuck you," Adam growled.
"No, Adam, I just fucked you and very good, judging by the way you came,"
Kurt whispered with a proud grin.
Adam tried to raise his fist to punch him, but he didn't have enough
strength. He saw Kurt's eyes roam over to Jason's motionless body. "No!"
"Ahhh, yes, Adam. Tonight he's mine, just like you are. No more Adam the
protector," Kurt said smiling as he leaned across Adam and caressed Jason's
cheek.
"Please don't," Adam begged as Kurt moved across him to Jason.
Jason moaned as Kurt placed soft kisses along his neck, spreading his legs.
"Adam," Jason moaned.
"That's right Jason, it's Adam. Spread your legs wider, lover," Kurt
whispered, savoring the look of outrage on Adam's face.
Adam was helpless as he watched Kurt claim Jason. He wanted to die as he
heard Jason's soft moans of pleasure, the drugs seemed to have more affect
on him for some reason.
Adam jumped as he felt Kurt's hand trailing up his thigh again. He'd always
thought of Kurt as a wimp, a geek, but never like this.
~TBC~
