He wanted to tell someone. Maybe it was the sort of thing that you shouldn't tell anyone, but he desperately wanted to share. He knew he wouldn't get any useful advice; he never had before. It was a problem that didn't really have a solution. But he still wanted to tell somebody.

He knew exactly who it was that he wanted to tell; his best friend, Paul London. Paul was like him in a lot of ways, and even if he couldn't offer any advice, maybe he would understand.

Of course, the person he really should be talking to was his boyfriend, Batista, but that was a conversation he abhorred the thought of having. Outlining what was not enjoyable about the previous night's sex did not tend to lead to long lasting relationships. It had been their first time together, and if he started complaining after just one time, he was pretty sure Batista would want out before he got in too deep.

Maybe it was a conversation that he shouldn't have with anyone. It was, after all, extremely personal. Was it really appropriate to give Paul all the intimate details of his sex life?

He snorted at that thought. He and Paul were completely intimate, in that plutonic, best-friends sort of way. He could imagine telling Paul anything. Paul loved him, he knew Paul would be happy to listen to any problem he was having. So, why not tell Paul? Paul wasn't going to tell Batista. He knew Paul had noticed that he was a bit glum today, and although the brunette hadn't said anything yet, he knew the question was coming. He wouldn't lie to Paul. That meant he might as well find Paul and explain everything now.

"Paul?" Brian Kendrick strode into the hall, looking around for his best friend. He walked down a corridor, peeking into a few open locker rooms, but not spotting his friend. He turned a corner, glancing briefly into an apparently empty room. He was about to move on, when he heard a soft noise. He peeked back into the room, grinning when he spotted his best friend, who was busy making out with Funaki. He stepped quietly into the room, a huge mischievous grin on his face as he gazed at the beautiful pair.

Funaki's back was to the door, and Paul's eyes were closed, his hands resting on Funaki's hips. They pulled apart after a moment, Paul finally opening his eyes. His eyes widened when he spotted Brian over Funaki's shoulder. "Hey!" He mock-glared at Brian, patting Funaki's hip reassuringly as the black-haired cruiserweight turned in alarm. "Just what do you think you're doing?" he demanded of his impishly grinning friend.

"Enjoying the show." Brian nodded to Funaki, giving him a little wink. "Hey Sho. How's it going?"

Funaki frowned, looking embarrassed and uncertain. "Pretty good," he muttered, glancing at Paul. "I see you later?"

"Yeah, come find me after the show." Paul grinned, giving Funaki a quick kiss on the lips, then staring shamelessly at his perky ass as the other man left the room.

Brian slid onto the bench the Funaki had just vacated, raising his eyebrows at Paul. "You going with Funaki again? Why have I not heard about this?"

Paul shrugged. "Because it just happened tonight. And I'm not together with him. We just...well, we might spend the night together. I wasn't with him before, either. I mean, I was "with" him, but we just hooked up a few times. We were never going out."

"Really." Brian cocked his head, trying to figure out why Paul seemed slightly ill at ease, despite always being so open about his sexuality. It was the first time he had ever walked in on Paul in the middle of something, which might be what was bothering his friend. "So, do you think it could turn into something this time?"

"Maybe." Paul shrugged again. "Whether something more develops always depends on the man and the time."

Brian chuckled. "I love how you always say that." He cleared his throat, jumping on the chance to bring up his problem. "Well, as you know, the right man and time happened to come my way lately, and..."

"Ooh, dish!" Paul arranged himself comfortably on the bench, giving Brian his undivided attention. "So, how's it going with the big man?"

"Pretty good." Brian blushed a bit, wishing he could be as comfortable talking about sex as Paul was. "We - uh - we had our first time last night."

"Brian, that's great!" Paul's grin faded at the conflicted look on Brian's face. "That's not great? What happened? Did you, or did he, have a, um, 'problem'?"

"No!" Brian shot Paul an affronted look. "We had NO problems with that, thank you! But it's - it's a really embarrassing problem, Paul. Not that it's really my fault. I'm just afraid we might not be compatible, and I don't wanna get dumped!"

"Ok, sweetie, don't get ahead of yourself." Paul put a hand on Brian's knee, smiling reassuringly. "Dave wouldn't dump you over some small thing in bed."

Brian was quiet for a moment. "I think he might, over this," he asserted.

"And what is this?" Paul questioned. "You know you can tell me anything," he assured Brian when his best friend again hesitated.

Brian took a deep breath. "Ok. I haven't really talked about this with anyone before. Well, except a sex councilor once, but that didn't help much." He took another deep breath. He definitely wanted to get this off his chest, and Paul's receptive and supportive face was helping him summon the courage to say the words.

"Dave first asked me out two weeks ago," he began, feeling more comfortable starting there, even though Paul had been getting daily updates since the relationship began. "We've been messing around more after every date, and I love it. He's so sexy!" He smiled briefly, but the smile faded with his next words. "But, honestly, I've been delaying. I wanted to sleep with him earlier, but I knew - I knew that if we went that far, he'd want to - " Brian blushed a bit more, although he was feeling a little more comfortable than he had expected. "He'd want to, you know, fuck me."

"In the ass," Paul finished for him.

"Yeah." Brian sighed, looking a bit sad.

"And did you?" Paul pressed after a moment of silence.

"Yeah." Brian looked away. "It was going so great, Paul. We were making out, and rubbing each other's cocks. Then, he went down on me, and, damn, was that hot! Lying on the couch, watching him lick my cock. It was so hot! And I really wanted some of him, so I crawled under him, and started sucking his cock, while he was still sucking me...so, so hot." Brian licked his lips at the memory. He was a little bit embarrassed to have just shared that image with Paul, but Paul had given him just as many details in the past.

"But?" Paul prodded, Brian being lost in the memory.

Brian sighed again. "Then he pulls back, and says we should go to bed. And I knew what he wanted to do. But if I stopped there, he would've been pissed at me for getting him so excited then putting on the brakes, so I didn't say anything. Five minutes from an orgasm is not the time to stop and have a heart-to-heart over preferences in bed! And I figured, maybe, with him, it would be different."

"So he fucked you," Paul stated.

"Yeah." Brian's expression was a cross between a pout and a frown. "I don't get it, Paul. Some guys love getting fucked! They go on and on about how damn great it feels to have a cock up your ass. Well it doesn't feel good to me. It hurts; not enough that I can't take it, but it's unpleasant. It's just uncomfortable! I've tried all the little tricks they say can make it feel better, and it's still uncomfortable. I had to think about him going down on me just so I didn't lose my hard on when he had it up there! I was gritting my teeth and trying not to whimper. And I only came because he went down on me after he came!"

Brian paused for a quick breath, then continued. "I almost don't want to go on another date with him, even though he's so great, because I know if we do, we'll end up having sex again, and he'll want to fuck me. And I'll have to either grit my teeth and take it, even though it ruins sex for me, or I'll have to refuse and hurt his feelings."

Brian shook his head in frustration. "I know I should probably talk to him about it, but I just don't think I can. From what he's said about sex, it's pretty clear that getting to fuck his partner is a big part of it for him. What am I supposed to do, say, 'Sorry, honey, but I don't like cock up my ass'? That would do real well!" Brian dropped his head into his hands, thankful for Paul's supportive touch on his knee. "I really like him, Paul. I wanna see where this could go, but this is going to ruin our relationship, just like it's ruined them for me in the past. I've tried getting fucked, by different guys, in different positions, and I just don't like it!"

"Honey." Paul held out his arms, and Brian gladly fell into his best friend's embrace. He rested his head on Paul's shoulder, taking deep breaths as Paul stroked his hair softly. "Whatever happens with you and Dave," Paul whispered, his voice slightly pinched from emotion, "I'm here, and I love you."

"Love you too," Brian murmured, locking his arms around Paul's back.

"Hey, what's going on here?" a new voice questioned. Both cruiserweights turned to the door, seeing Batista standing just inside the room, a slight smile on his face and an eyebrow raised.

"Isn't it clear, Dave?" Paul grinned, ruffling Brian's hair. "I'm stealing your man!"

"Brian, is this true?" Batista asked in his teasing lilt.

"Heck yeah!" Brian ruffled Paul's hair in return, grinning at his best friend. "We were even discussing a threesome with Funaki!"

"But we couldn't agree on who gets to be in the middle," Paul added on.

Brian laughed, standing and dropping a quick kiss to Paul's cheek. "Well, Paul, my man beckons! You'll have to resume your attempts to steal me later."

"Oh, I will!" Paul winked at Brian, and they exchanged a secret smile. "Take care, babe."

"Thanks." Brian shot one more smile in Paul's direction, then wrapped an arm around his lover's waist and led the larger man out the door. He did feel a lot better now. Technically, their talk hadn't accomplished anything, since he wasn't any closer to a solution. But now Paul knew, and sharing that intimate knowledge with his best friend just felt good.



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