Rating: NC-17 Slash and Incest
Author: Me! Trina!
Summary: Matt tells us about Jeff
Jeff Hardy, the one everyone loves, the one everyone fucks. Ah he’s perfection isn’t he? So sweet yet sexy at the same time. Everyone wants him yet no one but me sees him for the worthless slut that he is. That’s why he keeps coming back to brother Matty. No matter how many people he fucks he always comes home to me.
Why? Cause I give him something he needs. I don’t buy in to the lie of his perfection like everyone else does. Shocked? Do I sound cold? Well, I suppose I am. I might have loved Jeff like the rest of you but what does he need with another admire, another lover. Yes, I might have loved him if I wasn’t so disgusted by him and the lie he lives. I might have loved him if I didn’t have the fact that I’m not Matt Hardy, I’m just Jeff Hardy’s big brother rammed down my throat day after day. Fan after fan, interview after interview. It’s always Jeff, Jeff, Jeff. Fuck Jeff! Everyone else has *laughs*
It’s always the same, the way he comes to me. He knows what he has to do. I don’t want to be with “Jeff Hardy”. I want Jeff, no dyed hair, no earrings, no fashionable clothes. Just him naked....like the naked truth that only I seem to see.
He comes to my room as I lie on my bed reading some book or going over storylines in my head. he stands at the foot of my bed naked. I don’t even glance up, my head doesn’t turn when I see Jeff. Why should it, he’s nothing special as he’d have you all believe. I let him stand there for an hour or more sometimes before I acknowledge his presence. He doesn’t say a word. He knows if he does I won’t give him what he wants and needs.
I finally do look up though I make some comment like “Oh Jeff I didn’t notice you there.” He keeps his head down, he knows better then to look up at me. I ask him what he wants. I like to hear him say it. It’s all part of the degradation he needs. I need it too, we both do. I need it to release frustration of being “his brother” and he needs it to go on living his lie. I know you think me a monster and Jeff some poor innocent caught in my sick game. Of course you do, Jeff’s perfect he would never enjoy something so sick. *laughs* Mmhmm...he’s got every one of you fooled.
He tells me he wants me to fuck him. Mmm such dirty words coming from such a pretty mouth. My face is calm I show no sighs of excitement over his plea. I sit there and think about it for a bit then move from the bed standing in back of him and slowly slide my hand down his chest my breath hot against his neck. I whisper in his ear.
“You know what you have to do to get that Jeffrey..” he shivers...
”Admit what you are Jeffrey....” my hand slides down rubbing over his stomach, tempting him. I feel him trembling. Admitting it is such a release for him.
“I’m...a worthless slut, a lying bitch...”
“Mmm....I know...I’m the only one sees that aren’t I Jeff?”
He nods his head, he’s shaking too much now to speak.
Sometimes I think he needs this more than I do....
“Get on the bed slut, on your hands and knees. But don‘t face me I can‘t stand to look at your face.”
He crawls onto the bed and waits for me on his hands and knees. I just stare at him for a while, so wanton, begging for me like he makes everyone else beg for him. I love him like this, it’s probably the only time I do love him. But then it’s the only time he’s really himself. There’s some meaning behind that I’m sure. If I gave a fuck I’d think about it more.
I finally move onto the bed behind him, I pull him against me, his back pressed to my chest and whisper in his ear “beg me bitch, Mmmm beg for it....” I grip his cock, grind hard against his ass and hear him whimper. “Tell me why I should fuck a dirty slut like you..”
He starts sobbing, tears rolling down his cheeks as begs me to fuck him over and over again. Telling me what a slut he is, how much he needs it. I finally get enough, grip his hips tight, slam my cock roughly into him and give him what he’s begging for.
“Take it fucking whore” I growl at him stroking his cock roughly, fucking him savagely, scream after scream is torn from his throat.
“That hurt Jeff?, mmm but you still want more don’t you slut?”
Sobbing in pain and pleasure he moans yes.. ”Ooohh yess god hurts, mm fucck give me more.”
“No! cum for me you little cock slut!” I won’t give him any more, it’s what I want, not him. I stroke his cock hard and fast and thrust wildly into him. Losing all control I cum hard flooding in to his ass, as I feel him shoot into my hand over and over and squeeze tightly around my cock.
I push him face first to the bed, slide out of him and roll to my side panting.
“Get out slut I’m done with you.”
He leaves, that’s how it always goes. Every month or so the guilt from his life gets to him and he comes to me. See he needs to be hurt, he needs the pain, he needs to be punished so he can go on living his lie guilt free. Confession with a kick...he comes to me and I forgive his sins and cleanse his soul.
To you I’m Jeff’s brother. To Jeff I’m salvation, redemption... God...
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