"Angel, why don't you come with me to see Scotty," Sean asked his friend.

Sean was going to spend a few days with his friend Scott Hall who had recently been spending alot of time in Japan. "I know Scotty would love to see you, again."

Angel looked at Sean smiling. She knew what Scotty had planned for Sean and didn't think that her presence would be welcomed. Angel had talked to Scotty through his girlfriend May and they had arranged for Scotty to fulfil some old dreams for Sean. Angel and Scotty wanted Sean's first time with a man to be special and they had worked hard to make sure it would be.

"I think you two will have more fun without me this time," Angel said. "Besides I have plans. There are a couple of the guys I haven't gotten to talk to much and would like to... so with you off with Scotty I think I finally will have the chance to catch up with some friends."

"Like who?" Sean asked suspiciously. "Well, Glenn and Mark for one," Angel replied crossing her arms over her chest waiting for the heat she was gonna get from her friend. After Sean's falling out with Glen when their tag team broke up, Sean was making it very difficult for her to talk to either him or Mark. Anytime she tried to visit with the "Brothers" Sean appeared and played caveman dragging her away.

Predictably Sean wasn't happy to hear about Angel's plans. "I don't want you to be hangin' out with those two," he huffed. "You can go with Trips and Steph. You don't need to talk to the 'Freak Brothers'. I forbid it!"

Paul, who had been sitting with his girlfriend and onscreen wife Stephanie McMahon on the couch in the dressing room watching the conversation, looked up at Sean and winced at his demanding tone. Paul knew it wasn't going to sit well with Angel who had a mind of her own and didn't take well to being ordered around like some mindless flake. "She can't come with us... Steph and I have plans remember?? We are going somewhere nobody will find us since I have time off to sell this 'broken arm' I got from Austin."

"Sean, stop being a shit-head," Angel growled. She was quickly growing tired of Sean's attitude towards the two older men. "You forbid me, Curls? How sweet... too bad for you that I don't give a bald fuck WHAT you want or don't want me to do! I've had just about enough out of you where Glen and Mark are concerned. After you come back from your visit with Scotty we are havin' a talk li'l man. Glen and Mark are MY friends and that doesn't have jack-shit to do with YOU!!"

"But Angel," Sean started to whine... knowing he had just gotten himself into deep shit.

"Don't you 'But Angel' me, Sean Michael Waltman. You say one more bad word to me about them ... I will go home and NOT come back!" Angel was highly pissed off at her friend by this time and wasn't gonna take any more of his shit.

"Fine," Sean shouted," you go pant after Glen and Mark, but don't come crying to the Kliq when you get hurt! I have tried to warn you, but you aren't gonna listen so..."

"Christ, Sean," Angel sighed, "you act like I wanna fuck them or somethin'."

Looking at her with barely restrained exasperation Sean said, "YOU DO and DON'T tell me you don't want to either."

When Angel's face grew warm with embarrassment, Stephanie took pity of the poor girl and decided that the conversation had gone on long enough and nudged Paul to interrupt. "Sean, shouldn't you be leaving?" Paul asked. " I thought you had to pick Scotty up at the airport?"

Sean knew what his friend was trying to do, but allowed himself to be distracted anyway. Looking up at Paul, Sean said," I do." When he glanced at the clock on the wall and saw the time he continued to say, "as a matter of a fact, I should be leaving now. Scotty's flight will be in within an hour."

Turning to look at Angel, Sean sighed. Angel was one of the best friends he ever had and knew that his attitude towards Glen upset her. He couldn't seem to help himself though... there was just somethin' about seeing the two of them together that set him on edge. "I'm sorry, Ang. I shouldn't have said that... forgive me?"

Angel could tell Sean was genuinely sorry about something, but had a feeling it was the upset he had caused rather than the words themselves. Regardless of his reasons, Angel always found it hard to stay mad at him. One look from those big chocolate brown eyes and she was putty in his hands. "It's ok, Curls, but we are still gonna have a talk later. Mark and Glen are my friends and that isn't gonna change just because you have a burr up your ass."

Happy to be forgiven, Sean bounced over to engulf his Angel in a hug," Thanx, Ang," he said.

Smacking him on the ass, Angel said, "Now get outta here before you're late. Give Scotty a hug for me and hell him 'Hey!'... Please?"

"Hey, Sean, can you give us a lift?" Stephanie asked. "We leave within a half hour of Scotty arriving... so we might as well go now."

"Sure," Sean replied to Steph as he gave Angel one last hug before grabbing his bags. Before they left Sean looked at Angel one last time. For some reason he had a bad feeling about leaving her alone. Shoving it aside, he decided he was just being silly, "be safe, baby," he said to Angel before walking out with Paul and Steph following him.

As he headed out of the building, Sean's thoughts turned to his upcoming time with Scotty. Angel's refusal to come along made him suspicious. He knew that Angel looked at Scott as a big brother and she had missed him while he was in and out of Japan the last couple months. There was still a small part of him that was unsure about his decision to be open about his attraction to some of the other guys and it was that part that wanted the security of Angel's presence.

Another part of him though was glad that she hadn't come along, because he wanted Scotty more that anything else right now. He was hoping that without anyone else around things would heat up. Since this would be his first time with a man he was a little nervous and hoped the reason Angel had refused to come was because she had let Scotty know how he felt.

"Hey, Kid, want me to drive or are we gonna stand here all night staring at the car??" Paul asked smirking at his friend's pre-occupation. Angel had let him in on the plans her and Scott had cooked up for Sean. He knew it was suppose to be a surprise but suspected Sean had some "plans" of his own for their big fuzzy friend.

Startled, Sean realized that he was standing at his rental car just staring at it. Blushing slightly he held the keys out to Paul asking, "would you mind?"

Giving in and laughing at his younger friend, Paul took the keys from Sean and climbed in the car unlocking the doors so Stephanie and Sean could get in, too. Stephanie, who was sitting in front next to Paul, turned and smiled at Sean who was sitting in the backseat behind Trips. The airport was at least half an hour away, and Sean went back to his musings.

Sean couldn't remember a time when he hadn't been attracted to Scotty. There was something about all that curly black hair and that goofy grin that made him want to bury himself so far into Scott that no one would be able to tell where one started and the other ended. Then there was all that chest hair... Scott Hall had always been some kind of a dream Sean never thought that he'd be able to catch. He'd always been so busy hiding the truth about himself from everyone that there was never any question of going after what he wanted most.

After he had made the decision to be honest with everyone, Angel urged him to tell Scott how he felt, but he didn't feel right about it even then because he thought that Scott and Kevin had an exclusive relationship. After talking to May, Angel found out that while Kevin and Scott were quite serious about each other they did spend time with other men if the opportunity arose and they were interested.... Especially other Kliq members. Once this information had been relayed to Sean, Angel had been able to convince him to take a chance. If he could just figure out how to go about it he finally would.



*****At the Airport Terminal *****

"Damnit, Brat, if you don't stop pacing and sit down I am gonna get up and sit you down myself!" Paul bellowed causing several other people at the terminal to turn and stare at them. Sean had been pacing the entire 15 minutes they had been there and Paul was just about at the end of his rope.

Stephanie, who was sitting on Paul's lap, lightly rubbed his large muscular arm trying to soothe him. "Paul, don't yell. You're causing a scene."

"But Steph..." Paul whined, "he's driving me nuts!"

"Sean, come sit down," Stephanie said to him. "You're wearing a groove in the carpet. Pacing isn't gonna get Scotty here any faster."

Sean flopped down in a chair across from Steph and Paul and bounced his leg with nervous energy. "Sean, you look like you are getting ready for a blind dale. What is up with you?" Paul asked teasingly much calmer thanks to Steph's attentions.

"I'm nervous... gimmie a break," Sean replied pouting because they had made him sit down.

"Yeah, we kinda got that, Kid. The question is why?" Paul asked. "This is Scotty. We have known him forever and he is Kliq. What are you nervous about?"

Sean sat looking at his friend for several minutes trying to decide what to say. Paul probably had never had a moment of self-doubt in his life as far as the Kid could remember. How do you explain worrying about not measuring up to someone with that much confidence? How do you explain worrying that you will do the wrong thing and blow your maybe only shot at realizing a dream? How do you explain worrying about not being good enough to someone like that?

Sean knew that if his Angel were there she would understand since she was a virgin. He doubted though that Paul would. Just as Sean was going to attempt an explanation the announcement for the arrival of Scott's flight came and saved Sean from the grueling task. Jumping out of his seat Sean bounded half the distance to the walkway before stopping. Practically vibrating in his spot, he impatiently waited for Scotty's appearance. Scanning the faces of each person, as if somehow Scott could disguise himself as something other that the 6 foot 5 inch man he was and Sean's nervousness increased with every person that wasn't his Scotty.

Paul and Steph stood off to one side watching their friend with amusement. "If Scott doesn't come off that plane soon, I think Kid's gonna go in and get him," Paul chuckled. "Leave it to Scott to take his time."

"If Sean vibrates through the floor before Scott gets here the rest of it won't matter." Stephanie replied laughing with Paul who had told her about Angel and Scott's plans.

When Scott finally appeared the whole airport was aware of it because Sean screamed his name at the top of his lungs. Paul and Stephanie were hard up to tell who was happier to see whom. The smile on Sean's face and the enthusiasm he bounded over to see Scott with were matched in enthusiasm with the grin that broke out on Scott's face and the huge hug that he engulfed the Kid in.

"Hey yo, Brat," Scotty said grinning down at his younger friend. "Happy to see me?"

"Hey yo yourself, Scotty," Sean replied grinning back at him. "Now what would give you any idea I am happy to see you? Angel says 'hey' by the way and sends a hug."

"Vinnie Mac and Shane-O wanna talk to me so I'll get to see her this weekend or on Monday," Scott replied.

"Sounds like this will be an extended visit then," Paul said stepping up to greet his friend. "Hope you are still around when we get back."

Sean stepped aside so that the two men could embrace. "It'll be nice to see you around the locker room again, Scotty," Steph said stepping into her hug as if she already knew what the meeting was going to be about.

As Stephanie and Paul chatted about the goings on backstage with Scotty, Sean stepped back farther to look at his friend. He could tell that Scotty had dropped some weight and added some muscle and upper body mass. The scruffle that was always present on Scotty's face had more gray in it than he remembered and the hairline seemed to be a little farther back, too. Putting the last two items aside though, physically Scott looked better than he had in years much to Sean's delight. What really amazed Sean though were the non-physical changes.

The shadows that had been present in Scott's eyes for longer than he wanted to remember were all but gone. The pain and stress that used to be a common part of Scotty seemed to be replaced with a relaxed happiness he couldn't remember ever seeing in his friend. He knew from Angel that Scott's new girlfriend had done him good, but he hadn't expected this. It was as if the dark clouds that always seemed to follow his furry friend around were gone leaving nothing but sunshine and roses in its place.

Without thinking Sean said, "You look good, Chico." When laughter and a raised eyebrow were the results of his comment, Sean blushed realizing that however innocently he meant it that wasn't the way it was taken. "Get your minds out of the gutter damnit. I didn't mean it like that. I just meant that Scott looks...." Searching for the right words Sean gestured with his hands trying to express his thoughts.

"Happy?" Paul tried.

"Relaxed?" Stephanie tried also.

Sean walked back over to the group. Raising a hand he tapped a finger under one of Scott's eyes before saying, "No shadows, Chico." "You know... Angel told me that this friend of hers was making you happy, but I guess I didn't believe her 'til now. I think I like this chick."

At the mention of his girlfriend, May, Scotty's face softened slightly and the grin on his face got slightly lop-sided. "May," Scotty replied, "Yeah, she... uh... she's the best, Brat."

"Well it's about damn time, man," Paul said slapping his friend's shoulder. Looking at Sean out of the corner of his eye Paul then asked, "How does she feel about your uuuuuuuh relationship with Kevin?"

Grinning big, Scotty replied," She likes it.... ALOT." Laughing at his friend's expression he added, "she likes it alot more when we let her watch."

Stephanie, who was just taking a drink of her bottled water choked. Paul patted her on the back before saying, " She watches????? You and Kevin??"

"Me and Kev... Me and Shawny... she watched me give Shannon Moore a BJ when we were in Panama City." Scott said in amusement.

"Holy shit," Stephanie exclaimed unable to think of anything more intelligent to say.

Sean laughed at Paul and Stephanie's reactions not surprised at Angel's friend's open-mindedness. "I am not surprised," he said out loud. "I know Angel is dying to watch... uh... someone. I think she has before but only once."

"ANGEL HAS WATCHED??" Stephanie shouted shocked.

"Shhhhhhhh Steph, now who is drawing attention," Paul said laughing. "I knew Angel was cool with the whole thing. We have talked about it before. I guess I shouldn't have been surprised that her friend was."

"So Angel wants to watch huh?? And just WHO is she wanting to watch, Kid?" Paul was still getting a kick outta teasing his friend.

Sean blushed. Glaring at Paul he replied, "THAT is none of your business. I know it isn't you, meathead. Angel likes guys who can put their hands in their front pockets."

"Shut up, Brat," Paul said getting pissed off at his friend's comments.

Heading off a fight Stephanie said, "Paul, we better be going." "If we don't get checked in we'll never get out of here."

"Ok, Steph, " Paul said turning to hug Scotty one last time before turning and walking away with her.

Left alone with Scotty for the first time, Sean's nervousness came back. Scott watched Sean bounce from one foot to the other as he stared at the ground.

"Hey, Brat, let's go get my bags and get outta here ok?"

"Sure, Scotty, " Sean replied still staring at the ground.

Putting his hand under Sean's chin, Scott lifted his younger friend's face so that he was looking at him. "There something interesting down there, Chico?" Scott asked worried about his friend's actions. "What's wrong? If I didn't know better I would say you were worried about something." Scott's touch effectively robbed Sean of all thought except getting his friend naked.

Scott chuckled softly before leaning down and whispering in Sean's ear, "a blind virgin could read what you are thinking, Brat." "You keep that up and I'm gonna take you right here in the airport."

Sean's only response was a look of such blatant longing that Scott swore. Scotty had just confirmed for Sean his suspicions about Scotty and Angel having planned something and all he could think of was that his dream was finally going to become a reality. Impatient, Sean grabbed Scotty's hand and dragged him towards baggage claim. By the time they got there Sean had gotten himself enough under control that he risked looking up at Scott. "Whatcha thinkin', Chico?" Sean asked his friend when he was unable to read his expression.

This was a rare occurrence for Scotty was normally very open with his emotions and rarely masked his thoughts. The fact that he was unable to read his friend worried Sean.

Scott's solemn expression broke into a smile as he joked, "if I tell you I'll probably get arrested." Sean's heart nearly stopped when Scott stepped up to stand directly in front of him. When Scotty reached around him to grab his bags off the conveyor, Sean felt his body harden in response. Having this man he wanted so badly so close to him was almost more than he could bear. Almost involuntarily, his hand reached up to touch the cloth of Scotty's shirt as his brain envisioned the gorgeous hair covered chest that it concealed.

Scott jerked back at Sean's touch, but after seeing the look of dismay on Sean's face said, "careful, baby, what we have planned isn't for public knowledge." "You only have to wait a little longer."

Sean responded with only a nod relief pouring through him at Scotty's words. Grabbing Scott's bags out of his hands Sean went of in the direction of the car leaving Scott to follow. He heard Scotty chuckling behind him but all he cared about at that moment was getting to the Bronco. The moonless night and the extra dark tinted windows of the rental he had selected would serve enough privacy to play a little. The sound of the car alarm deactivating and the doors unlocking calmed Sean a little.

"Get in the car, Scott," he ordered... all thoughts of being nervous completely gone.

"Yes sir, Brat, " Scott said still laughing. If he had seen the look his friend had shot him though, he probably wouldn't have laughed.

Sean yanked open the back hatch of the Bronco and threw Scott's baggage in the back.

"Hey, easy on the luggage, "Scotty joked. Sean didn't even bother answering slamming the hatch and storming around to the drivers side... his body trembling with a need he wasn't quite sure he understood. All he could think of was putting his lips on Scotty's warm skin and watching the emotions play across his face as Sean drank his release... any thoughts of his own needs non-existent to him. Sean ripped open the door of the vehicle barely remembering to close the door as he slid on and off the bucket seat at the same time.

The humor on Scott's face died the instant he saw the Kid's expression and was replaced by something that was anything but humorous. Sean ripped Scott's shirt out of his pants so he could touch his chest as he captured his friend's lips in a bruising kiss that seemed to be powered by ten years of emotions.

Returning Sean's passionate kiss, Scott gave no thought to the Kid's inexperience or where they were. The intensity of Sean's emotions was so overwhelming it was all he could do to keep up. The touch of Sean's hands on his chest lit a fire in Scott that he hadn't felt in quite awhile. He was too busy glorying in its resurrection to worry about a little thing like caution.

Sean's senses were bombarded with long awaited sensations. The feel of the soft chest hair in contrast to Scott's heated skin made his fingers burn to touch every inch of skin at the same time. Running his finger's over Scott's collarbone and down to his nipples Sean moved on to the line of hair that ran down Scotty's stomach under the waistband of his jeans to the place where Sean really wanted to be. He ran his tongue all over the inside of Scott's mouth trying to memorize textures and tastes. Not happy with the limited access he had with Scott's chest the Kid tore apart the button down shirt Scott had on losing several of the buttons in the process.

After feeling his shirt being torn apart, Scott sank his hands in Sean's hair and yanked back his head. Scott gazed at his friend's face as the two men gasped for air. When some sense of his surroundings returned Scott made a feeble attempt at bringing some caution to the situation. "Kid, we are in the car at the airport. Maybe now isn't the time..." Scott was stopped when Sean used his free hand to grab his older friend's painfully swelled member through the skintight jeans that Scotty always wore.

"I think this is exactly the time and exactly the place, " Sean insisted. "Let my head go."

The intensity of Sean's gaze and words made Scott automatically follow the order reflexively reverting to the submissive role he was used to playing when with Kevin. Sean didn't pause to wonder at his new found sense of confidence and instead lowered his head to taste that chest he had been touching earlier. Moving his hands to undo Scott's jeans, Sean raised his head. Looking around the seat he hunted for and found the lever to move the seat back giving Scott room to maneuver better.

"Lift your hips, Scott," the Kid commanded. Scott instinctively followed orders not sure what Sean would do if he didn't. Sean paused his play long enough to study Scott's face before returning his gaze to Scott's jeans. He pulled slowly... almost reverently as if unwrapping some sacred treasure.

Once freed the swelled member sprang to life as if seeking the warm comfort it knew was coming. Sean ran the back of his hand down its length as if stroking the cheek of a small child.

"Kid," Scott moaned arching his body in an attempt at finding the warmth he wanted.

Sean raised his eyes to meet Scott's and with a lazy smile said, "Do you really think you need to be calling me 'Kid' right at the moment?" To emphasize his point Sean lowered his head to take Scotty's a great deal of Scott's length in his mouth sucking on it then raising his head, as you would suck on a melting Popsicle on a warm summer day.

The comfort of the warm wetness he had been looking for and then its sudden loss caused Scotty to arch up off the seat again. "Fuck, Ki... Sean, please," Scott whimpered.

Sean lazily ran a finger up and down Scott's aching member and then around the sensitive head as if he didn't have a care in the world. "Was there something you wanted, baby?" Sean asked watching the emotions play across Scott's face. He was thoroughly enjoying this role he had taken on even though he wasn't sure where this confidence to order Scotty around was coming from.

"Damnit, Brat," Scotty swore, "do something."

Arching his eyebrow, Sean pulled back removing all contact between himself and Scott. "Oh I can do something alright," Sean threatened moving back into the driver's seat. Before he could put the key in the ignition though, Scott's hand clamped over Sean's wrist.

His voice filled with need Scotty pleaded with Sean, "Please baby, I'm sorry... please... I need you."

"What is it you need from me Scotty?" Sean asked Scott with a calmness that was far from heartfelt. The reality was he wanted to lock his lips around Scott so bad he could barely suppress the need any longer. He was really hoping that Scott begged fast.

"I need you..." Scott started.

"Me, Scotty?" Sean inquired.

Through gritted teeth Scott said, "Yes... I need you NOW." In a quieter tone he said, " I'll be good I swear. Just don't leave me like this."

Sean turned in his seat to face Scott. Raising his hand he ran a finger down the side of Scott's face along his jawbone and under his chin to his neck. Scooting off the seat again, Sean continued letting the rest of his free fingers fall to Scott's collarbone tracing it before moving down the middle of his chest along the line formed by Scott's chest hair.

"Baby, please," Scott whimpered again.

"You're still restricting one of my hands, Scotty," Sean replied ignoring the larger man's pleas. Scott released the captured hand instantly resting his in the small of his friend's back. Using the first hand Sean stroked Scott lightly and lowering his head he sucked on one of Scott's nipples while using the newly freed hand to tease the other nipple. Not hearing anything, but whimpers from his friend, Sean raised his head to see Scott biting down on his lip to keep from making too many sounds.

The touch of a hand on his face shocked Scott into releasing his lip and opening his eyes. "Baby," he panted.

"None of that Scott Hall, " Sean warned, "I have waited a long time for this. I wanna hear every beautiful sound that comes out of your mouth." Sean raised both hands to frame his dream's face. The temporary loss of contact where he wanted it most drew another whimper from Scott until Sean silenced it with another kiss. This one painfully gentle and sweet… filled with all the beautiful emotions he harbored for his friend.

Scott ran both his hands up Sean's sides and buried them in the Kid's hair deepening the kiss. Gasping for breath Sean broke the kiss panting, "Jesus, baby, you are so much more than I ever dreamed you would be." He then rained kisses along the side of the face he adored and over the stubbled jaw he loved following the same path with his mouth that his hand had traveled earlier. When he reached the hairline on the stomach, Sean raised his mischief filled eyes to glance at Scotty's face.

Wiggling his tongue at Scott drew a chuckle from the older man until he used it to follow that line down to Scott's velvet steel. Circling his tongue around the base before moving up the underside.

"Fuck, baby, more please," Scotty begged.

Taking as much of Scott into his mouth as he could, Sean firmly wrapped his lips around Scott and raised his head teasing with his tongue and teeth as he went. Once completely off of Scott he proceeded to lick the length of his staff from base to head repeatedly drawing feverish moans from Scott.

Those moans mixed with cries for more encouraged Sean to continue. Closing his eyes, Sean vaguely pictured all the things he enjoyed Angel doing to him and set about a repeated mixture of licking and sucking Scott concentrating on the sensitive head.

Using his hands, Sean stroked Scott's thighs listening to his quite vocal partner unknowingly leading him with his cries and moans of pleasure. "Oh God, baby… like that. Yes… please, Brat… more… harder… faster…" Scott continued in broken cries "Oh God, Brat, I'm comin' baby."

Feeling Scott getting ready to cum, Sean relaxed his throat as Angel had instructed and took Scott's entire length into his throat and mouth. Humming softly while sucking as hard as he could, Sean felt the vibrations finish off the last of his friend's control.

"Oh fuck, Sean, yes baby," Scott shouted as his seed spilled down Sean's mouth and throat. Sean drank greedily savoring every drop of the ambrosia he had waited so long to taste.

Eyes remaining closed Sean remained where he was after Scott was finished enjoying the feel of being joined with Scott in this fashion. Scott ran his hands through Sean's hair as he said.

"Come up here, baby, and kiss me." Pulling off Scott, Sean felt suddenly shy and blushed slightly before raising to kiss Scott. After sharing a tender kiss Scott framed Sean's face and said, "thank you, baby."

"Why are you thanking me Scotty?" Sean asked slightly dazed by what he had just done. "Don't you know you are the dream here?"

To The Second Part