Softly the smaller man smiled at the larger one sitting across the table from him. Their lovers had been gone for several long minutes and while the smaller man knew what they were doing he wondered if the larger yet less experienced man did. "They're fucking aren't they?" Came the soft question from across the table. Sighing the small one nodded wishing that hadn't been hurt he heard in the other's voice. "I thought he loved me," the voice said again and the small one looked down wishing he didn't have to explain the ways of dom's to the new twink.

"What makes you think he doesn't?" The young one finally asked confusing the larger man. "Well I mean he's…"

"That has nothing to do with us," the small man interrupted explaining patiently. "What they are doing is fucking. Hot and heavy… fast and primal… they are fulfilling urges that they think we can't fill. Their love for us has nothing to do with what is happening in that restroom."

"I didn't think he was like this," the larger one admitted to the smaller one making him cock his head to one side as he thought. "I don't know him well," the smaller man admitted of the larger's lover. "From what I've heard he isn't. I think he is normally very faithful, but Big Daddy Cool Kevin Nash is kind of hard to turn down. There are reasons they call his cock the Hog."

"But Kevin does this a lot?" The larger man asked not understanding how his companion could be so calm and cool about all this. "All the time," the smaller man confirmed. "How can you stand it? It would eat me alive." The larger man's eyes involuntarily were drawn to the direction of the bathroom as he frowned hurting at his lover's betrayal.

"Sex and love are two different things for some people," the smaller man finally answered. "I know you are new to all this. I know that you don't understand things like that, but trust me on this… what is going on in there is not a bad thing… it's just a thing."

"They love us… mind body and soul, but at least in Kevin's case… he is way too horny for me to handle all alone. So sometimes… a lot of times he fucks other people. But you know what? When he gets up every morning he tells me he loves me and I know he is telling the truth because I can see it in his eyes. Through out every day he shows me in little things that he does. A touch, a door held, a bag carried, a side taken against someone he would normally defend… all these things show me his love. He doesn't do them to… make up for one of his fucks because he has no reason to think he's been caught. I am very careful in making sure that he doesn't know that I know."

"You haven't told him you know?" The larger man asked surprised as the smaller man confirmed his words with the nod of his head.

"And if you are smart you will pretend you know nothing about today," the smaller man advised. "That is the only way you will know if his I love you's are real. If he is in your bed every morning and every night, if he looks at you with that look that just makes you melt because you never thought someone like HIM would love you, if every day he is STILL with you and those faceless fucks aren't… THAT is how you'll know."

"I never thought about it like that," the larger man admitted. "I always thought sex and love were the same thing."

"I did too until one of Kevin's ex's explained the differences to me," the small man explained. The larger one took a deep breath and nodded as he watched their lovers coming back to the table. "Thank you for explaining to me. I'd have died if I'd lost him over a fuck."

Shannon grinned then when Kevin sat down smiled up at his lover after receiving his kiss thankful that the adoration was still there even though if it was sharing the space with guilt. The guilt was good. The guilt meant that Kevin still loved him… it was when he didn't feel guilty anymore that he knew he had to worry. Silently he reminded himself to tell his new friend about that one as he slipped his smaller hand into Kevin's bigger one. That night was going to be a glorious one… it always was when Kevin thought that he had to prove his love to himself.

On the other bench Brock looked down at RVD immediately seeing the guilt in his eyes. Shannon hadn't mentioned guilt and Brock made a mental note to ask him about it when they could get a private moment. Shannon was right. A fuck wasn't worth losing this man he'd looked so long for, but that didn't mean he wasn't going to have to love him a little longer tonight to make up for it.

Tonight he'd learned an important lesson. Sometimes sex between two people wasn't always love. Sometimes it was nothing more than a simple fuck, but love… Love was always love and never should the two be confused.

The End!