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     Heaven and Hell - Part 11 (*Slash*)
     For disclaimers and such, see part one.

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     ~LANCE'S POV~

     Fuck!

     They've never double teamed me before! I've always pitted them against each other. Man, this is so unfair.

     I practically squeak as Chris leans down and grasps one of my nipples between his teeth, yanking gently at it.

     Bret's soft chuckle behind me, causes my cock to twitch even more.

     "I don't like playing shark," I whine.

     "Why?" Chris smirks as he raises up to place a soft quick kiss on my pouty lips. "Don't you want us to eat you
     up?"

     A moan escapes my throat even though I try to stifle it, eliciting chuckles from both of them.

     "I think he wants to be eaten. Don't you baby?" Bret asks teasingly.

     "Very funny!" I hiss as I try to free myself from the sandwiched position.

     "Oh, no you don't," Bret growls as he grabs my hips and holds me in place. "We aren't done with you yet. After
     all, you are one tasty morsel."

     "Jerk!" I hiss, trying for the angry tone, but instead my voice quavered and squeaked again as his cock rubbed
     against my entrance.

     As Chris' hand slowly slid down my abdomen and wrapped around my cock, I pushed back against Bret.

     I felt the huge mushroom head of Bret's cock slowly and gently push inside of me, the water of the river the only
     lube that I was getting this time. I moaned as I tried my best to stand still on the slippery river rock that I was
     standing on.

     Chris leans in and starts to sensually kiss and nibble at my neck, causing me to throw my head back on Bret's
     shoulder in a moment of passion. Bret turns my head slightly so that he can kiss me as he continues to slowly
     penetrate me, his hands slowly caressing my torso as his fingers stop and pinch my nipples.

     I moan as Chris presses closer, stroking his and my cock in unison.

     I feel the pressure building up inside of me and know that I won't last long. I try to warn them, but Bret merely
     kisses me more deeply, sliding his tongue in my mouth, silencing me.

     One more stroke from Chris and I'm shooting my load over both of our abdomens.

     Chris pulls away and leans down. I jump as his mouth engulfs my cock, milking it of the last drop and then slowly
     licking me clean.

     Bret finally releases my mouth and I gasp for air as his thrusts increase. I glance down at Chris' raging hardon and
     lick my lips.

     I reach out and grip his hips pulling him closer as I lean down and engulf his cock. I almost slip, but both of my
     lovers quickly steady me.

     Chris moans and rubs his fingers in my short hair.
     "L-a-n-c-e," he groans as I feel him start to tense.

     Bret growls as his thrusts increase. He's so close.

     I grip Chris' hips as I try not to slip as I increase my pace, sucking as hard as I could. Within seconds, Chris lets
     out the most erotic growl that I've ever heard from him.

     Bret follows as I feel his seed spurt deep inside of me, his fingers digging into my hips so hard that I know there
     will be bruises in the morning.

     I lick the last drop from Chris and raise up, resting my back as I lean against Bret's strong body. "Wow," was the
     only word that I could think of.

     Chris moved forward, once again sandwiching me between them. "Let's play shark more often."

     Bret chuckled as he tried to catch his breath. "For now, lets head back to the van," he whispers.

     I notice Chris wink back at Bret. What are they up to?
     Whatever it is, I feel that I'm in for a very long night.
 

     ~MARK'S POV~

     I smile as I watch Adam sleep. He has a faint smile on his face and I silently wonder what he's dreaming about.

     I glance at the nurses station and the old bat is still watching me as if I'm going to jump Adam's bones while he
     sleeps.

     I chuckle as I remember how she had opened the door on Hunter and Chris. Hunter was in the process of fucking
     Chris through the wall. For a moment, I thought she was going to faint the way she turned pale.

     Funny, after the initial shock, she turned red. Not in embarrassment, but in anger. "NOT ON MY SHIFT!" she
     growled as she practically dragged both men from the bathroom. Chris whimpered as he desperately tried to pull
     his pants up from his ankles, his face beet red as he murmured apologies. Hunter merely smirked as he tucked
     himself back in and zipped his jeans back up.

     Adam had laughed so hard that his stomach had started to hurt.

     "OUT!" The nurse had screamed.

     Chris bowed his head in embarrassment, while Hunter threw a arm around his shoulders and started to lead him
     out of the room. "See you guys in the morning," he whispered with a wink as he started to smack his gum.

     When Hunter stopped in the door and turned to nurse, I had to practically restrain myself from laughing. I had a
     feeling she wasn't going to like what he said.

     "Nurse," Hunter whispered in the most sweetest voice.

     "Yes," she snapped.

     "You should get laid sometime. It really relieves the stress and tension," Hunter said smirking as he pulled Chris
     away.

     The nurse merely rolled her eyes as Adam and I snickered.

     "If I see you touch him in anyway inappropriate, you're in the waiting room for the rest of the night," she growled
     at me.

     I nodded in understanding, trying to hide my smirk.

     After she left, Adam giggled. "So, I don't get fucked tonight?"

     "Don't tempt me," I growled playfully.

     He smiled as I reached over and kissed the back of his hand. "We have all the time in the world."
 

     ~BRADSHAW'S POV~

     I knew that I had done the right thing when the brothers hugged. Jeff had finally came home.

     It really pissed me off thinking about who could hurt such a beautiful creature like Jeff. He should be loved and
     cuddled, not beaten and sold.

     As I excuse myself from dinner, I hear soft footsteps behind me. I turn and find Jeff smiling at me.

     "You alright?" I ask concerned.

     "Yea, I just wanted to say thank you."

     "No problem. Right place. Right time," I mumble, trying to avoid staring at him like some love sick fool.

     "I was wondering if you'd like to take a walk with me, since you'll be going your way tomorrow and we'll be going
     home?" He asks with a slight smile.

     "You're going home? I thought your father...."

     "He left about two years ago according to Matt. Just packed up all his stuff and left," Jeff whispered.

     I smile as the young one leads me outside. My smile widens as I look up at the stars in the sky. "It's a beautiful
     night," I comment.

     "Not half as beautiful as you are," Jeff whispers with a slight blush as he quickly walks down the path, glancing
     back to see if I was going to follow.

     "Hey," I call out, running to catch up with him. "What did you mean by that?"

     Jeff smiles as he looks around and then pulls me into the thick bushes and back against a tree.

     I grin as I allow him to take the liberty and steal a kiss. "What? No one ever told you that you were hot?" He asks
     surprised.

     I chuckle. "Not really," I sigh. "Being a bounty hunter, I don't have a lot of time for a relationships."

     "Really?" Jeff smiles as he expertly unsnaps my jeans and slowly unzips them.

     I feel my cock twitch as he pulls it out and licks at it hungrily. "Like a big o' lollipop," he whispers with a smirk as
     his mouth engulfs it.

     "FUCK!" I gasp as quietly as I can, afraid of awakening Matt.

     He pulls away and licks at the salty tip. "I guess what they say about Texas is true."

     "What's that?" I gasp between ragged breaths.

     "They do make 'em bigger in Texas," he whispers as he goes down on me once again.

     My eyes roll back in my head as I'm lost for comments.

     As his small hands cup and then gently squeeze my balls, I feel my body tensing.

     "I'm...gonna....shoot," I gasp.

     "Go for it, big guy," he whispers with a mouthful of my cock.

     "FUCK!" I growl as shoot into his mouth, one hot spurt after another.

     Much to my surprise, he doesn't gag or spill a drop of it. I'm sure glad that I'm leaning against this old tree,
     because otherwise, I'd be flat on my back right now. Hell, I can still feel my knees wobbling.

     "You alright?" He asks in concern, but there is a faint smirk behind it.

     "Damn," I gasp with a huge smile.

     He giggles as he stands and kisses me. My arms wrap around him, pulling him close to me.

     "Fuck me," he growls as he grinds his hips into mine.

     "Nope," I quickly reply.

     "What?" He asks with a hurt expression.

     "I won't fuck you, but I will make love to you," I whisper, brushing a few stray hairs from around his face.

     He blushes as he looks up at me, uncertain how to answer.

     "Come on," I whisper as I tuck myself back in and zip up. "Think Matt is asleep?"

     I smile, knowing that my brother is a very light sleeper. "If it's past nine, he's dead to the world," I lie.

     ~JASON'S POV~

     I wake up as I feel Glenn pressed tightly against my backside. I feel an all too familiar soreness.

     Fuck! He fucked me when I was unconscious!

     I try to pull away, but his two tree-trunk sized arms hold me tightly in place. I smile as I glance down at my wrists
     and ankles, at least the cuffs are gone.

     Bad mistake, big guy.

     It takes me awhile, but I manage to wiggle free of him, sliding from the bed. I curse silently as I almost stumble,
     and I quickly sit back down on the edge of the bed.

     Fuck! My head is still spinning from that damn drug he gave me.

     Slowly, I stand and walk very slowly to the glow of the night light in the bathroom.

     Once I've pissed and washed my hands and face, I walk back into the bedroom. I've never felt so much rage as I
     look upon his huge sleeping form.

     I look around for weapons, but see none. I walk to the bedroom's only door. I reach for a door handle, but there
     isn't one. What the fuck? I glance up the wall and see the key pad. Electronic door? Metal door. Fuck me.

     I walk over to the windows and frown as I see the writing at the the bottom of them.

     Bullet proof. Sound proof.

     And if that wasn't enough, there were bars on the outside.

     Double fuck.

     I felt a slight shiver of panic surge through my body. I was trapped.

     "There is no escape, Jason. Come back to bed," Glenn whispered, startling me and causing me to jump.

     "You promised," I hissed. "You promised that you wouldn't keep me prisoner."

     "That was before I knew you were a serial killer, angel" he whispers back with a slight chuckle. "I've taken it upon
     myself to protect you."

     "Fuck you!" I hiss.

     "No, Jason. I'm the one that does the fucking. You're the bottom remember?"

     I stand there and pout for a few minutes, and then realize that it's night time and that I getting cold standing out in
     the middle of the room with no clothes on. Maybe morning will cast new light on my current situation.

     I huff as I crawl back into the bed, brushing his hands away as they try to pull me to him. "Don't touch me!" I hiss,
     smiling as I feel him roll over.

     I smile. Good he got the hint. Come morning, I'm so out of here.

     ~GLENN'S POV~

     I grin as I roll over. He thinks that he's won, but he hasn't. The game is only beginning.

     Wonder what he would do if he knew that a couple hours ago he was sucking me off, and that he moaned and
     screamed my name as I fucked him so hard that he passed out.

     Yep, I love the drugs that are on the market today.

     I know that in the morning, he will try to find a way to escape, but there is none. I have to seen to that. If he
     manages to escape the room, I can track him by the device that I had implanted into the back of his neck.

     He's mine. All mine.

     ~TBC~
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