Why the hell had Chris ever kissed Stephanie? He himself had wondered that many times in the past few weeks. One, he had incurred the wrath of HHH, two he had got himself a good few beatings, and three, Jeff had been jealous as hell.

Actually, that last one wasn't necessarily a bad thing. Jeff had been especially keen to show Chris exactly why he preferred men, and in particular that one young man. The last few weeks had been one hell of a roller coaster ride. And it was only going to get more bumpy.

He'd been sucked in by DX. By now he realized that. But now was too late. He'd been hit with a sledgehammer, and left lying in the middle of the ring. For the purpose of the cameras he'd been taken to an ambulance, but as soon as the cameras had gone, he'd climbed out and staggered to the locker room.

Jeff was waiting for him, looking upset and stressed as hell. Chris slumped onto a chair, clutching his stomach.

"Jeffie... oh god it hurts." No one could ever accuse Y2J of being brave when it came to pain. "that fucking bastard."

"Oh Chris baby." Jeff went to hug him tightly but stopped when Jericho winced. "Don't you ever do that again. You really scared me. What can I do to make it better?"

"Kiss me." Immediately Jeff obliged. "And next time I go near a sledgehammer, remind me how much I hate them."

"You idiot." Gently Jeff pulled down Chris' tights far enough to reveal all of the bruises. "Babe, what the hell were you thinking? It was so obviously a set up."

"Yeah, tell me that now." Chris winced as Jeff ran his fingers lightly over the bruises. "I know, it was stupid."

"Damn right. I don't know what you were doing kissing that slut anyway. And I thought I was the only one you called sugarmuffin." Jeff pouted.

Chris loved this jealous streak. He knew exactly what buttons to press to have Jeff in the palm of his hand, and knew that he could get Jeff mad and he would still be begging for him.

"Jealous?" Y2J just laughed. "Sugarmuffin you know you're the one for me. But Stephie is so...so..." Jeff went bright red with anger at the thought of what Chris might say "SO my way of getting to the top." He COULD be cruel to Jeff, just didn't like doing it too much. But sometimes, he just couldn't resist. "But everyone needs a slut in their life, if you know what I mean?"

"I'll be your slut." Jeff offered seductively. "You know I'm better than her."

"Prove it." Chris had got Jeff doing more and more extreme stuff since the whole Steph thing had started, so the challenge was on. He couldn't wait to see what Jeff would do next.

What Chris didn't realise was that Jeff already had something up his sleeve. When they got back to the hotel room Jeff made Chris sit on the couch, making sure he was comfortable. He was ordered to stay where he was - well, movement was too painful anyway, so Jericho just watched with an amused smile on his face as Jeff prepared the room, and then made a phone call.

"What do you have planned?" Jericho let his curiosity get the better of him.

Jeff smiled and dropped a kiss on Chris' forehead. "I know you're in no physical state to do anything, so I thought of something that you might like. And something that'll prove I'm better than her, too."

With that there was a knock on the door. Jeff grinned and bounded over, greeting his big brother with a kiss. Chris' blue eyes widened. What the hell?

"Baby, I'll show you that Steph's not the only slut around here." Jeff purred, pulling his brother close and forcing his lips open with his tongue. Matt responded eagerly, pushing Jeff back onto the bed. Chris' eyes were on stalks. What the hell? It seemed like Jeff was quite familiar with his brother. Very familiar in fact, as he pulled off Matt's T-Shirt and then undid his jeans with his mouth and pulled them off too. Then Matt pushed Jeff back on the bed and proceeded to strip him completely naked, almost ripping off his shirt.

Despite his aching body, Chris was turned on beyond words. They were so sensual, it was like they knew each other perfectly. One part of his mind was shouting 'but they're brothers' but he really didn't care. So what if other people would see this as wrong? If anyone else saw the show that Chris was being treated to, well, they'd probably be feeling about the same as Chris was right now. His PVC pants were feeling constricting as hell.

Jeff laid on his back, just staring up at his brother. Matt was knelt above him, a wicked grin on his face. The little brother knew what game they were playing today, and he knew that Matt loved it when he played the submissive role to the hilt. Slowly he lifted his hand to touch Matt's face, only to have it slapped away forcefully. So again he tried it, only this time the result was that Matt pinned his arms to the bed.

Matt's strong hands held Jeff down as he rubbed their lower bodies together, pushing their erections until it was almost painful. Jeff's helpless whimpers turned Chris on beyond words. Seeing his baby completely dominated like that, tormented and teased, he almost came there and then. His pants were so constrictingly painful he had no choice but to undo them there and then, and push them down his hips a little.

Matt kissed Jeff forcefully, not releasing his hands. He pushed his tongue into Jeff's mouth, pressing into him, pushing all his buttons until his little brother was trembling uncontrollably, feigning terror at what his brother might do next.

Then Matt pulled off his boxers and Chris gulped in shock. Fuck, he was huge! Unashamed, Y2J just stared, watching at the same time his lover's face. Jeff was biting his lip with nerves, knowing what would come next, his eyes half closed, rainbow hair splayed across the pillow.

Matt looked over at Chris, his eyes taunting. He slipped his arms under Jeff's knees and pulled him close, before leaning over and kissing his little brother again.

Almost instinctively, Chris started to play with himself, a slow rhythm established before he even realised what he was doing. He just couldn't take his eyes off the scene that was unfolding in front of him. Matt looked over and gave an appreciative nod, pulling up and allowing his throbbing erection to hover close to Jeff's entrance.

Seductively he asked "Chris Jericho, can I fuck your lover?"

Chris' breath came faster as he tried to summon up a few brain cells. "but... there's no lube." was his stuttering objection. Somewhere in the haze that was his brain he remembered how tight Jeff was, and how huge Matt had looked. If Matt fucked him now, it would have to be painful as hell for Jeff, but the youngest of the three didn't look like he was arguing. Chris was still stroking himself, and was really hoping that the show wouldn't stop there.

"I said, can I fuck your lover?" Matt asked again, ignoring Chris protest and turned on beyond words by his little brother trembling beneath him.

Unable to control himself, Chris nodded, almost climaxing there and then as Matt thrust into Jeff and the younger Hardy screamed his brother's name. As Matt pumped into Jeff he was merciless, revelling in the frantic screams and moans that not only came from his little brother, but were now coming from Chris too.

Jeff loved his brother, knew that Matt loved him, and knew that his brother loved fucking him in this way. He also knew how turned on Chris was by the scene. That was enough to help Jeff gain some pleasure from this, to know that he was pleasing others. He screamed his brother's name over and over as he came, his orgasm triggering Matt's thrusting extra hard as he spilled his load into his little brother.

That sent Chris over the edge, and his pleasure far outweighed them pain his body felt as he came. When he opened his eyes Jeff was staring at him with a small smile on his face, and Matt was already redressing. Jeff looked up at his brother, who nodded to Chris, and stood up and walked over to his love, still a little weak from the violent fucking he had just received. Then he proceeded to completely lick Chris clean, finishing with a light trail of kisses on his stomach.

Matt watched, amused, and then called his little brother back over to him, kissing and caressing his brother's face tenderly before quietly slipping out of the door. Jeff turned back round and summoned up the strongest voice he could at this moment.

"See baby, I told you I was a slut. You don't need her when you have me."

Y2J smiled. "I think you're right. You're a little slut, and you're my little slut. You turn me on like nothing I've ever had before."

Tenderly, Jeff stripped his lover and helped him to bed, snuggling down in his arms. Chris still hadn't said he'd stay away from Steph, and that was all that Jeff really wanted. He'd do anything to know that Chris was his and his alone, and if Y2J wanted a slut, then Jeff would be that for him.

The image of his Jeffie as totally submissive, taking it rough, ran through Chris' head. He never knew Jeff liked it like that, but couldn't wait to try it out, as soon as the effects of the beating had worn off. Chris wanted to hear Jeff scream his name, just as he'd screamed Matt's. Although Jericho had to admit, part of the turn on of what he'd seen was the taboo nature of the relationship. Hell, he'd always known that Matt and Jeff were close, but he'd never, ever thought that they were that close. And it looked like it was a regular thing. maybe one day Chris could join in.

Jeff closed his eyes and silently wished that he wasn't attracted to people who were so dominant. He loved Matt, his big brother had been the one to take his virginity. And cos he loved Matt so much, he let him do whatever he wanted, no matter how much it hurt. And he knew that Chris was into the same thing. That was why he'd arranged the evening with Matt. They hadn't been together for a while. Not since Jeff had got with Chris. Jeff always stayed faithful to his lovers, except when circumstances demanded otherwise, as they had done here. He knew it would turn Chris on, and knew that his brother would love it. He was the only one who hated it. But if it meant that he could keep Chris for himself, ....then he'd take the pain.

"Chris." Jeff put on his best seductive voice. "Did it turn you on to see me being fucked like that?

"Oh yeah baby." Y2J whispered. "sugarmuffin you have no idea."

"Then stay away from Steph and you can have that anytime you want."

Chris' brain was still fuzzy, so there was no ay he was going to refuse that offer. "Babe, she's out of my life. I'm all yours."

"Good." Jeff felt as happy as he ever could. He knew that he would take anything, any amount of pain, now that he could rely on his lover's fidelity. Cos that was all he'd ever wanted. Someone to be his, to love him and him alone.