Hole in One

By: Stefani

Rated: R / Slash

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"Jeff, for the last time, NO you CANNOT and you WILL NOT wear the purple plaid golfing pants!" Matt said as he stood in the doorway where Jeff examined the outfit he had picked out for the day. It consisted of the purple plaid pants Matt had yelled about, a purple vets with a neon green collar shirt under it and a big 'ole violet beret with a HUGE pink poofy ball thingy on top. Not to mention, Jeff had painted his nails and dyed his hair accordingly.

"Matt! I like my outfit, we're going golfing after all, look at you, you look like you're going to a funeral!" Jeff said as Matt's mouth gaped open. He liked his outfit any ways! Black Pants, Black shirt, black shoes and socks and his hair pulled back.

"Jeff, you look like a… a…. I don't know what you look like because I have never ever seen anyone dress up that stupid in my entire life." Matt said as Jeff started to put it on.

"I don't care what you think Matthew, I am wearing THIS outfit." Jeff said, "And because you made fun of my hat, I am not letting you fuck me tonight." Jeff said in a huff as Matt tried to protest. Jeff shoved Matt out of his room and shut the door. Matt stood on the other side pounding.

"Come on Jeff, I was just joking!" Matt said as Jeff turned the stereo up loudly, "Come on Jeff!" Jeff grinned as he slowly opened the door.

"Alright… on one condition." He said as Matt came in and Jeff laughed.

Meanwhile…

"Come on Adam, just 18 holes and we're done!" Jay said back in his and Adam's hotel room.

"Jay babe, I am going to make a total idiot out of myself!" Adam said. Jay slowly walked over to Adam and crawled into his lap. Jay pet Adam's cheek carefully as his lips curled.

"If you can be good out there, when we get back, I'll we'll play our own game with balls and poles." He purred softly as Adam's lips caught up with Jay's.

"Sounds good to me… I'll survive." He said grinning as they continued their gentle kisses.

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"No fucking way Jeff! No fucking way in fucking hell am I going out there like this!" Matt said as he stared at his reflection. Leave it to Jeff to get him a matching outfit- in neon pink. Jeff grinned and played with Matt's hair and put it up in the hat.

"You said you would!" Jeff cried.

"Yea, before I knew I was going to come out like this!" He said as Jeff started to paint nails.

"I told you Matt, I'll make it all up to you later." He said grinned as Matt sighed. Why in the hell did he let Jeff talk him into doing such stupid things?

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"Amy! Slow down right now!" Trish squealed as she clutched Amy's arm. Amy, who God knows how got her license, was flying down the road to Miami. Trish squealed slammed her hands on the door as she fumbled to find her seatbelt.

"Excuse me, but if you hadn't started with the whipped cream we wouldn't be late!" Amy said. Trish grinned and pulled one of her fingers and licked off the sticky residue as Amy snatched her hand back.

"Yea, that's what got us in this mess in the first place."

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Adam pulled up to the place where the superstars were supposed to be golfing and was greeted by several superstars already moseying around. Jay got out from the other side as they walked up and signed in for what was going to be a long, long day.

"Jeffry Nero I swear to God I will kill you!" Matt yelled as Jeff drove crazily all over the gold course. Who in the hell would let Jeff drive a golf cart? On arrival, they had been teased ruthlessly as Matt planned on getting his FULL money's worth later. Being with Jeff was embarrassing enough, but dressing like him too was just insane.

"Almost at the first hole." Jeff announced.

"Jeff, we passed the first hole an hour ago." Matt said as Jeff rolled his eyes.

"Whatever, come on, I see it again." He said as the cart slowly came to a stop and Jef pulled his putter out. Matt didn't say a word as Jeff attempted to hit the ball with the putter…

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"Okay Jeff… a bit harder…. Harder, further back, pull back… okay and…. Letter go!" Matt said as Jeff chucked the ball across the green. They got back in the cart- which Matt was driving- and continued their ride.

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The day went off…. Oddly. Chris and Benoit were in the bathroom while Benoit was fucking Chris' ass with a golf pole and Chris screaming bloody murder. They had already been told to keep the pole.

Grandmaster Sexy had got stuck in Kiddie Land under a miniature golf course thing when his ball didn't come out and they had to tip the thing over to free him.

Kane was running around with a huge pink ice-cream cony licking it widely as he sang Blue's Clues songs. He was following Undertaker around occasionally yelling, "Look brother, I found a clue!" That is, until Taker finally waked him upside the head with the pole and Kane finally shut up.

After Steve Blackman had had enough of his "partner" Al Snow, he broke his pole in half, using it as a kendo stick, and proceeded to chase poor Al around the lot.

Lita and Trish never made it to the course.

Shane and Stephanie were still arguing over who got the pink ball.

HHH was trapped in the bathroom with a golf ball stuck up his ass… and it wasn't showing signs of coming out.

Adam and Jay were under a tree making hot steamy love- they lasted two holes.

Terri was pole dancing for Perry on one of the golf poles for the hole.

Matt and Jeff walked out of the abandoned cafeteria as Matt straightened himself off and Jeff pulled his pants back up.

It had been a good day for a game of golf.