Kay - Young Shooters part 13
~MATT'S POV~
"Lita!" I gasp right after Jeff. I'm buried to the hilt inside of my brother's warm tightness and I'll be damned
if I can force myself to pull out of him.
I know that I must be blushing a bright shade of red and that I must look frightful with my hair all tousled up
and wet. It doesn't help that I'm breathing so hard that I think I just might pass out.
"Hello boys," she whispers seductively as she walks toward us, her hands slowly unbuttoning the bodice of
her pink dress.
Her eyes lock with mine.
Jeff whimpers and squirms under me. I grip his hips holding him still, I'm determined not to let her spoil the
moment, but just maybe....maybe she wants to join us.
I watch her tongue as she sensually licks her lips and pulls back the bodice revealing her firm, round breasts.
"Matt?" Jeff whispers, his voice anxious as she continues her approach.
I watch transfixed as her hands cup and squeeze her own breasts.
"Do you mind if I join you?" She asks grinning, already knowing the answer.
"Matt don't," Jeff whimpers, tears forming in his eyes.
I look down at him and finally notice that he is shaking like a leaf. "Jeff," I whisper in my most soothing voice
as I pull out of him and pull him up to me, holding him tightly.
"Is he alright?" Lita asks seemingly concerned. "I didn't mean to scare him," she whispers blushing.
God, she's beautiful.
I laugh out loud. "Yeah, he's fine. He's just a little shy."
~JEFF'S POV~
I can't believe he's laughing. It wasn't funny. She came out of the trees like a ....witch or something.
Shy? I'm not even close to being shy.
Is Matt blushing?
"It's alright Jeff," she coos, gently caressing my hair.
"Don't touch me," I growl, causing her to finch backwards.
"Jeff," Matt growls in warning then turning to Lita. "I'm sorry, he doesn't like to share."
I can tell he's angry with me, but pulls me even tighter to his chest anyway. He'll never pick her over me.
I peek out from under Matt's arm to watch her expression. A slight victory grin slides across my face as I
watch her frown. 'That's right harlot, go find your own man. Matt belongs to me.'
~LITA'S POV~
What a little....Jezebel.
I clinch my fists before I can reach out and grab him by his throat and slowly choke the life from him.
Ok, maybe this was going to be a little harder than I thought.
I ponder my options for a moment.
A smile slides across my face.
"Matt," I say as sweetly as I can, "may I talk to Jeff alone for a minute?"
Jeff's head snaps up and his eyes narrows as he looks at me.
'That's right sweetie, I'm not giving up that easy.'
"Sure," Matt says as he starts to get up.
"What? No Matt!" Jeff whines, grabbing his brothers arm. "Please don't leave me with her!"
"Jeff, she won't hurt you," Matt growls, embarrassed because of their nakedness and the childish way his
brother was acting.
"I wouldn't be too sure of that," Jeff pouts as he lets go of Matt's arm and starts to pull on his clothes.
Smart boy.
~BENOIT'S POV~
Jericho has given me the silent treatment since I rented a room for the two of us. I've released his wrists and
he is free to move around as long as he doesn't try to leave the room.
Then again, where would he go? The Alliance is shattered and he has no family, besides Kurt would arrest
him if he tried to escape. I smile as I realize that he is stuck with me.
"Are you hungry?" I ask. I've heard that Miss Lita serves a mighty fine steak and I'm dying to try it.
"No," he mumbles.
I know it is a lie, he hasn't eaten since yesterday.
"Well, I'm hungry for two things. Your sweet ass and a big nice juicy steak. It doesn't matter in which order I
get them."
His head snaps up at that and I grin.
"Steak sounds good," he whispers quickly.
I nod, frowning as I feel my cock spring to life.
~JERICHO'S POV~
I know that I can't stop him if he wants me, but I can delay it some.
I must admit that the things he did to me did feel good. Mighty good, but I'll never let him know that.
I see the bulge in his pants and it sends a surge of excitement through my body.
Damn.
Great.
Now I have to sit and eat a steak while I'm hard as a rock.
Wonder if I can change my choice?
~BRADSHAW'S POV~
It was mighty nice of Adam to give us his room, but judging by the hurry in which he left, Mark is waiting on
him.
A grin slid across my face as I remembered how Adam had told Christian to get some rest and that they
would talk in the morning.
Christian rest? Not if I had anything to do with it.
~CHRISTIAN'S POV~
I almost giggled as my brother ran out the door. I hadn't missed the telltale bulge in his pants. Mark must be
some lover.
I blush as I look up at Bradshaw. I want him, but I don't want to be controlled like I was with Austin. I want
gentle kisses, soft caresses, and I want him to tell me how much he loves me, and that I'm beautiful. Is that
too much to ask?
I gasp as one of his large hands reaches out and caresses my cheek.
"God, you're beautiful Christian," he whispers softly.
I gasp, blushing even more, but I lean into the touch.
"Can I make love to you darling?" He asks huskily as he kneels before me, his hand caressing the forming
bulge in my pants.
"Yes," I squeak, blushing at how desperate my voice sounded.
He chuckles as he leans in and gently presses his lips against mine.
"I'll never hurt you Chrissy," he whispers as he pulls me into his arms.
I can't help but moan as his hands start to explore my body for the first time.
~ADAM'S POV~
I rush back to where I left Mark, but he's gone. I run to his room and find him waiting on me with a huge grin
on his face.
"Thought you weren't coming back," he says softly as he stands and slowly starts to strip out of his clothes.
My heart skips a beat as he stands before me naked. I can't stop the whimper that escapes my throat as I
look at his huge jutting cock that sways between his legs as he walks toward me.
He chuckles as he pulls me to him.
"I think you're a little overdressed darling," he whispers in my ear.
I nod, then realize what he's said.
"Ohhh," I blush as I quickly undress.
He chuckles as he leads me to the bed. He guides me onto my back and then proceeds to blanket me with his
huge body. My legs spread and he lays comfortably between them, our cocks rubbing together, causing me to
shiver in anticipation as his tongue slips into my mouth swirling around mine.
My hands grip his hips in an attempt to pull him closer to me.
He growls deeply as he kisses his way downwards along my neck, along my torso, pausing to suck gently at
each nipple, then proceeding downwards along my abdomen, pausing once again to flick his tongue inside of
my navel, causing me to arch up in pleasure.
He chuckles as he continues downwards until he is lapping at the head of my aching cock.
"Mark!" I gasp in pleasure as he takes my whole length into his mouth.
He grips my hips as he sucks hard. I'm so excited and sensitive to his touch that I come almost immediately,
flooding his mouth with my seed.
He swallows it all and then proceeds to lick me clean, which causes me to squirm even more.
"Ummmm," I moan as my fingers run through his hair.
"Roll over," he growls lustfully.
Thinking that he's ready to mount me, I roll over on my stomach and raise up so that I'm up on my hands
and knees before him. Wiggling my posterior in a heady invitation.
He chuckles as he slaps my ass hard. "Lay down darling, I want to give you a massage."
I blush as I quickly comply. I'm embarrassed and he must sense it.
He gets astaddle of me, half kneeling and half sitting on my lower back. I whimper as I feel his hard, engored
cock rubbing against me.
I bite my lower lip to keep from begging him to take me.
"Patience darling," he whispers teasingly as he reaches for something under the pillow.
I watch as he pulls out a small jar that looks like it's filled with some type of oil. He pours a small amount onto
his hands.
I whimper as his large hands start to knead the tense muscles in my neck and back. God, he has such strong
hands.
Why do I get the feeling that this isn't going to be a quick coupling?
He chuckles as I halfway whimper and halfway moan in frustration.
