Jeff laid next to his bother, in the afterglow of their intense lovemaking, lost in thought.

I look over at my brother, as he lies next to me sound asleep. I know how wrong this is, being with my brother in this way. I've tried to tell him we shouldn't. Ive even tried to break it off with him, telling him that we can't do this anymore, that it's driving me insane. The more I try, the more I fear I am just wasting my time, one look into his deep mocha eyes and I'm lost all over again. It's like he has a strange power over me.

He's always telling me what to do. Jeff you need to do this, or Jeff you have to do this to get farther in this business. I'm always fighting with him. It's my career, not his, but yet he feels the need to control it, to control me. I've tried to walk away, I've told him over and over to leave my career to me. Even after all that, he still watches me, telling me what I'm doing wrong.

Don't get me wrong, I love my brother, but I can't stand how overprotective he is. It has only gotten worse since we started making love. He feels that he has to protect me from everyone, like I'm a possession or something. He tells me that no one can ever know about us, not even our closest friends. It has to remain between us, but I swear Im going insane holding all these things in.

Why does he want me anyway? Does he need me because hell get lonely on the road, or am I just convenient to have around. He knows that I will always be there for him. Sometimes I wonder if he takes advantage of that, advantage of me, being here for him all the time. Does he really need me?

Every time I try to break it off with him, I tell myself, I will not let him drag me back. I try to resist him, tell him no Matt, I can't go on like this. But then he looks at me with those eyes, the eyes that I can see my life reflected in, and says he loves me. With those eyes, and those three simple words, he draws me back again. He strips all my resolve away with one look and three words.

This is messing with my mind. I can't think straight anymore. There is some powerful force that he's using over me. What it is, I do not know. But he has me trapped, I need to escape it, escape him, somehow.

I lay back and sigh, as my eyes slip close. I love him so much, and we've had some great times together. I remember how happy we were when we finally made it to the WWF. I still remember the very night we one the tag titles for the first time. We were so happy, and that was the night it happened, we made love for the first time. It was so beautiful, so full of love, passion, and intensity. I never felt that way with anyone before. He made me feel, so loved, like I was the only one of the planet. The way he touched me, his hands so soft and gentle as they caressed my body, which was shivering the whole time, from the intense feeling. The way his lips worshipped every inch of me, his own brother. I was so wrong, but it felt so good, so right. It was so perfect, he's the only one who ever made me felt so complete. Maybe that's why I keep coming back, I need to feel him completing my life.

I slowly sit up, opening my eyes and looking over to him again. I can't keep going on like this. I can't live a life of secrets. My life is my own and no one can control it, not even my brother. I dont want to live in a web of lies and secrets. I want to be like everyone else. I have to leave him, no matter how much it tears me apart to do it, I have to, I have no choice. I grab my clothes from my bag and slowly start to put them on.

I quietly pack up my bags and get up. I stand at the edge of the bed and look down at him, his beautiful black hair cascading down his back, he chest slowly rising and falling. I sigh tearing myself away from the sight, and slowly walking towards the door.

I stop dead in my tracks when I hear his softly moan my name. It sends a shiver up my spine. I sigh heavily dropping my bags at my feet. I cant do it, I cant leave him. I love him to much just to walk away in the middle of the night, leave him without a word. I slowly walk back to him with tears in my eyes, slowly stripping off my clothes. I climb back into the bed, in front of him. I shudder as I feel his arm snake around my waist, pulling my close. I feel his warm breath on my neck, and I know Im right where I belong., home in his arms. I snuggle back into his strong body and whisper, "I love you Matt."