So I promised myself that I wouldn't write another chapter, but people kept asking if I could write one more and I thought why not? Hope you enjoy!

The Dinner Table

Ste sat himself cautiously next to Brendan at the dinner table. They were close, too close for Ste's taste. Since Cheryl had sat herself at the table, opposite of Brendan, Brendan had been awfully quiet, making Ste feel very uncomfortable.

First he just casually had made a hint to Brendan that he wanted to stay for diner by indicating that they would have sex after. Brendan didn't seem to notice where he was hinting to, he had just said that there was no turning back afterwards. So Ste had thought that Brendan wouldn't mind him staying and ran up the stairs, while he had felt his heart flutter from happiness. But after Cheryl had come home, Brendan's mood seemed to change and Ste had the feeling the only reason he was sitting at the dining table now, was because Cheryl insisted on him staying.

He looked sideways at Brendan, who had taken the first opportunity to serve himself and he was already eating the soup, although it still had to be very hot. Brendan and Cheryl were talking to each other but Ste didn't quite understand where they were talking about, because he'd missed the beginning of the conversation. He served the soup into his soup plate, took his spoon, scooped some out with it and blew at the soup to cool it off. He heard Cheryl's twinkling laugh and a little later Brendan joined her, though his laugh sounded a little awkward. Ste brought the spoon to his mouth and let the soup slide into his mouth. He almost choked on it, when he suddenly felt a hand upon his knee. He swallowed the hot soup quickly and started coughing. The hand on his knee stayed where it was.

"Oh dear, are you alright?" Cheryl asked worried.

"Yeah are you okay, Steven?" he heard Brendan say in an innocent voice.

If Ste hadn't been coughing, he would've kicked Brendan, but he couldn't so he left it at an angry glare. "I'm fine," he managed to say. He grabbed his glass of water and took some gulps out of it. Cheryl was still looking at him worriedly, so he added: "Just didn't expect it to be so hot."

Brendan smiled lightly and Ste realised what he had just said. He turned slightly red and avoided Brendan's gaze.

"So how was your appointment, Ste?" Cheryl asked. Ste breathed in deeply, relieved for the change of subject.

"It was alright. We've got a new supplier now, so that's good I-" he gasped for air, when he felt Brendan's thumb move over his knee. "Guess," he could manage to say. The hand on his knee stroked over his leg, higher and higher, until it lay on his inner thigh. The slow movement sent a tingling sensation through his body.

He looked at Cheryl who looked at him strangely. "Sure you're okay, love?"

Ste smiled lightly at her and said: "Yeah, I'm fine."

Cheryl seemed satisfied with his reply cause she looked down at her plate again and continued eating her soup.

Ste looked up at Brendan with an angry look and Brendan looked back, face blank, but Ste saw the amusement in his eyes, his thumb caressing Ste's thigh. Ste tried to kick Brendan under the table, but presumably Brendan saw through it, cause he dodged the kick, pulling his legs in.

Ste just wanted to try to move Brendan's hand away from his leg, when Cheryl said: "It's not hot any more Ste. You have to eat it before it gets cold." Ste tried to compose himself and relax a bit, as much as that was possible with Brendan's hand on his thigh. He took up his spoon and started eating. He noticed that Brendan had already finished his soup.

"You liked it then?" Ste asked at Brendan, just trying to forget the hand. He watched him from the corner of his eye and Brendan let his eyes rest on Ste.

"Yeah, I liked it. But it's only going to get better after this." Ste saw the desire in Brendan's eyes.
Ste swallowed when he felt Brendan's hand moving even more upwards and Ste grabbed Brendan's hand which came way too close to...

"This soup is delicious, Ste, you have to give me the recipe," Cheryl said, licking off her spoon, her plate empty.

"Sorry Cheryl. Secret of the chef," Ste said, in the meantime trying to remove Brendan's hand from his leg. He started to feel very warm and not only because Brendan had brought him in this situation where he had to act like nothing was wrong. So Ste tried to gently pull away Brendan's hand and still trying to eat his soup with his left hand, but Brendan didn't move his hand, it only seemed to burn deeper into his skin.

Finally Ste finished his soup too and he wanted to get up, but Cheryl's voice stopped him. "You stay there. I'll get the main course."

She grabbed the plates from the table and walked to the kitchen. When Ste was certain she couldn't hear them, he took a firm grip on Brendan's hand and pushed it down. But not willing to let go completely, he kept hold of it, between their two chairs.

"Brendan, stop it!" Ste hissed softly.

Brendan looked down at him, not pulling his hand away, still with amusement in his eyes. He said playful: "Why? You don't like it?"

Ste smiled vaguely: "Maybe I like it a little too much. But what do you think Cheryl is gonna think when I keep acting that weird?"

"So you're embarrassed by me," Brendan stated, removing his hand out of Ste's grip and putting it on the table. He avoided Ste's gaze and looked straight ahead.

Ste looked behind him to Cheryl, who was putting the pasta on the plates and he looked back at Brendan, taking his chin in his hand, so Brendan had to look at him. "No, I embarrass myself. Even after trying to get over you for so long, I still react like that at one single touch."

He looked in Cheryl's direction again, before he moved his head and kissed Brendan softly on the lips. Then he said silently: "Just try to keep your hands of me just a little longer."

A small smile crossed Brendan's face and he said in a low voice: "I don't know if I can do that Steven."

"Well you have to or I'm gonna make it very difficult for you to get through this diner," Ste answered without thinking.

"Is that a threat Mister Hay?" Brendan asked, raising his eyebrows.

Ste smiled, moved closer and mumbled: "No, it's a promise." he gave him a quick kiss on the lips, before he let go of Brendan's chin and sat straight on his chair. He felt Brendan's body relax and he heard him whisper: "Good."

Ste frowned at that comment and shook his head. Then he felt Cheryl standing next to him and she put a plate in front of him: "Here you go love."

"Thanks, Cheryl." She put another plate in front of Brendan and walked back to the kitchen, to return with her plate and she sat down at the table.

"Bon appétit," Cheryl said smiling and she added: "It looks delicious Ste."

"And Brendan," Ste added to that. He saw Brendan smile above his plate.

They enjoyed there meal in silence for a minute. It was broken by Cheryl.

"So you two are together then," Cheryl stated out of nowhere.

Brendan raised his eyebrows and Ste's mouth fell open. "You don't have to look so shocked. I knew the moment I walked in this evening. I knew it was more than just sex."

Ste and Brendan looked at each other for a moment and back at Cheryl.

"Don't worry guys. I'm so happy for the both of you."

Brendan smiled lightly and then started eating again. Ste felt warmth spreading through his body and said: "Thanks Cheryl."

She smiled at him, but then it faded and she said a little hesitated: "So did you tell Doug?"

Ste felt Brendan tense beside him and the warmth he had been feeling only moments ago turned into ice: "I-," he mumbled.

Then he felt Brendan's hand on his leg and Brendan said, without looking at Ste, but his eyes focused on Cheryl: "You don't have to answer that."

"Bren-," Cheryl started.

"No, Chez. It's none of your business. Leave him alone," Brendan interrupted harshly.

Ste put his hand on that of Brendan and he caught his eye. "It's okay," he said reassuring. Then he focused his gaze on Cheryl and said: "No, I didn't. Not yet. I will, I just, I didn't have the change yet."

"Sorry love. I didn't want to make you feel uncomfortable. I just want you to be happy, I just want you to make the right choice. You have to be really honest to yourself, to my brother and Doug. You all deserve it. Just make the right choice."

Ste looked at Brendan, he saw the tension in his posture and he heard him clearing his throat uncomfortable, while frowning his forehead. Then he took Brendan's hand in his, so Brendan looked at him and Ste said with a soft honesty: "I already did."

He saw the insecurity in Brendan's eyes, so reached out his hands, not caring that Cheryl would see it. He cupped Brendan's face between his hands. "I choose you. Always have, always will. I don't know why. I must be going completely crazy, after everything we've been through. But that's just it, it changed us, in a good way. And you just have to start believing that I love you, very much."

Brendan looked down at the ground and up to his face and whispered in a low voice: "I love you too."

"Good," Ste said, moving towards Brendan and kissing him on the lips. Then he turned his head to Cheryl and said: "I wouldn't be here if I hadn't made my decision yet." He let go of Brendan and sat straight on his chair again. "Can we eat now, please?"

"Bren?" Cheryl asked. Ste looked at him and saw that Brendan looked down at his food, but when he heard his name, he looked up to Cheryl, raising an eyebrow.

"Are you sure?" Cheryl asked, hesitantly.

Brendan looked intensely at her for a moment, before he said: "If he wants it, who am I to say no to that?" He took a mouthful of pasta. Ste frowned his forehead at Brendan's comment, not really sure how to feel about it.

"I know, but what do you want?"

Brendan swallowed the food and looked at her in silence for a moment. "Him. I'll always want him."

"I'm sitting right here, you know," Ste stated, feeling awkward that they were talking about him, like he wasn't in the room.

"I know you're here Steven, just want Chez to know that she has to stop sticking her nose in."

Ste fell quiet and looked at the two siblings, who were looking at each other intensely. Cheryl was the one who broke the eye contact and reached for Brendan's hand, which lay on the table. She grabbed it and held it tightly. "I just want you to be happy, Bren."

Brendan looked down at their hands and up to her face again with a thoughtful look upon his face, he cleared his throat and then he said a little uncomfortable and surprised: "I am. I am... happy."

Cheryl squeezed his hand, let go of it and her breath. "Well, good. Sorry."

"It's okay, Chez. Don't worry about it," Brendan said, reaching for his knife and fork.

Ste did the same and they ate in silence for a moment. Suddenly something crossed Ste's mind and he smiled secretively to himself. Technically Brendan hadn't kept his hands to himself, so maybe it was time for some payback.

"What are you smirking about?" he heard Brendan's dark voice ask.

"Nothing," Ste replied, trying to remove the smile from his face, but he didn't quite succeed.

Brendan made a noise, but said nothing.

Ste took a bite from his pasta and tried to act normal, like he was just enjoying his diner.

He looked at Brendan again, who was talking to Cheryl about a party that was planned in Chez Chez the next evening. He was derived, a better moment wouldn't come.

He had been all great thoughts and words, but now when it got to it, he got a little nervous. But he wanted to get back at Brendan for making him look like a fool in front of Cheryl. So he moved his right hand of the table. He felt Brendan's eyes follow the movement, so he put his hand on his own leg and started eating again.

Brendan looked at him with suspicion, so Ste said: "What?"

"You never learned to eat with your fork and knife?" Brendan asked, narrowing his eyes.

"Now you ask. No, I didn't. Didn't have much of a well educated youth, me." Ste couldn't really care about it, but he noticed the change in Brendan and he heard Cheryl say: "Why do you always say stuff like that, Bren?"

Brendan's eyes darkened, but he said nothing,

"It's okay. I don't care. How was your day, Cheryl?"

Cheryl started talking, without the two of them really listening, Brendan looked surly at his plate, deep in thoughts. Ste slowly moved his hand towards Brendan and he lay it tentatively on his leg. Brendan hissed at the contact. He felt Brendan's body tense under his touch.

Brendan moved his hand under table and grabbed Ste´s hand, but instead of removing his hand from his leg, he moved it slowly upwards. Ste's eyes widened and he glanced at Cheryl, but she hadn't noticed anything.

There was a knock on the door and Cheryl moved from the table to get it.

Brendan guided Ste's hand upwards until it touched his groin. He let it rest there and Ste flushed red and tried to remove his hand, but Brendan held it where it lay. Ste swallowed uncomfortable.

Then Brendan pressed their hands harder into his groin and he groaned softly. Ste looked at Brendan who had closed his eyes and he suddenly had a hard time breathing.

He started to feel a little bolder and he moved his hand softly over Brendan's groin. He felt Brendan get hard under his palm.

Brendan growled deep in the back of his throat, but he'd to suppress it when they heard footsteps coming their way. Cheryl came back and Carmel was following her. Ste stopped moving his hand and Brendan moved in his chair, meanwhile clearing his throat, acting normal, but not removing Ste's hand from his groin. Ste couldn't move it, or the girls would notice where his hand lay. His breathing accelerated, not sure if it came from the awkward situation he got himself into or just from the contact with Brendan's most private parts.

He was strangely aroused from the things he and Brendan did to each other without anybody else noticing.

"Sorry guys, but I forgot I invited Carmel over. I hope you don't mind."

"No, no. of course not," Brendan smiled weakly at her and continued: "We're just finished anyway so-."

"Oh no, we didn't have the dessert yet. Carmel, can you help me with the plates for a moment? Ste, the dessert is in the freezer right?"

Ste and Brendan shared a look, but then Ste looked up at his name and mumbled: "Yeah."

The women took the plates from the table, in the meantime chattering loudly. Ste's heart bounced against his chest as Brendan slowly turned circles with his thumb over his hand. He bit his underlip and he saw Brendan following that move with his dark eyes. Ste swallowed and looked away.

As soon as the girls moved to the kitchen to get the dessert, Ste hissed:

"Can I have my hand back?"

Brendan smiled lightly, pulling up a corner of his mouth. "You started it, remember."

"If I remember it correctly, you where the one who couldn't keep your hands of me."

"You wanna know what I remember?" he looked at Ste for a moment with lust in his eyes. "I heard you making a promise to me. So now you're gonna keep that promise."

Ste looked at him with big eyes, when Brendan's intentions started to come clear to him. "You want me to-." Ste stopped, he couldn't say it out loud. He just continued, breathing heavily: "with Cheryl-."

Brendan tried to hide his grin, but failed and he said: "there is one thing you should know about my sister. When there is ice cream and she has a friend over, she-." he was interrupted by Cheryl, Brendan let go of Ste's hand and Ste pulled it back. She yelled loudly: "You've got my favourite ice cream! I got you two these." She placed two dishes on the table: "Now we're gonna go upstairs, Carmel got this amazing new movie and we're taking this with us," she hold out the bucket of ice cream. Carmel joined her and asked: "Can we take these too?"

She was holding some of the fruit Ste had bought in the shop earlier. Ste swallowed and said with a raspy voice: "Yeah, sure." Carmel smiled brightly and looked at Cheryl, but Cheryl looked down at Brendan, who looked tense and a little impatient. Ste couldn't imagine why.

"You don't mind, right?" Cheryl asked.

Brendan smiled slightly: "It's okay Chez. You girls go and have fun."

Cheryl smiled and kissed Brendan on the cheek, before moving to the stairs. In the meanwhile chattering with Carmel. "We can do each other's hair and nails and-." Brendan followed them with his eyes, until they were out of sight and he moved his gaze back to Ste. He moved his head closer to Ste's and mumbled in a deep voice to Ste's lips. "Now, where were we?"

Brendan looked lustful at him for a moment, before Ste's lips were captured in a lingering kiss. Brendan´s hand moved to the back of Ste´s head and ran through his hair. Ste cupped Brendan's face with his hands, in the meantime standing up without breaking off the kiss. He sat himself sideways on Brendan's lap, he wanted to be as close to him as he could be, he needed to be as close as he could get. He moved one hand to Brendan's neck, while the other stayed on Brendan's jaw. Brendan plundered his mouth and Ste moaned softly. Brendan's hand ran over Ste's back, the other one lay still on his thigh. Ste's hand moved slowly over Brendan's chest, more and more southwards until he cupped Brendan's cock with his hand, which was already hard.

Brendan's hand grabbed the back of Ste's T-shirt and he growled softly by Ste's ear. Ste kissed Brendan's jaw and moved via his neck to his collarbone, mumbling inarticulate words. He moved his hand over Brendan's cock and Brendan moved his hips for more friction.

"I wanna throw you on the table and fuck you hard, right now," Brendan stated in a low and husky voice.

Ste planted one last kiss between Brendan's collarbone and neck and sucked on the skin there, so he left a red spot. Ste's eyes twinkled when he looked up at Brendan, while he considered the offer, but then he said hoarse: "I know something much better."

In the next moment Ste's lips were on Brendan's and it gave Ste a warm feeling inside to know that he was able to do that again, kiss him, forget the world around him for a moment. Brendan kissed him back, almost wild and demanding. He forced Ste to open his mouth and Ste obeyed willingly. Ste's hand unbuckled Brendan's belt. Ste moved his lips of off Brendan's and looked at him with eyes that simmered of the passion. "I'm gonna show you what you've missed for all those months." Ste kissed Brendan quickly on the lips and then he moved his body down, till his knees hit the ground. He pulled Brendan's chair further to the table, with a little help of Brendan self. Ste sat himself on his knees under the table. Brendan pulled the tablecloth up and shoved it on the table so he could just see Ste's eyes as he looked up at him, while Ste's hand played with the fly of Brendan's trousers. Brendan lifted his ass of his chair so Ste could pull his trousers down.

Ste looked wonderingly at the bulge that was visible through Brendan's boxers. He was already hard and big. Ste had almost forgotten, after all these months, how big Brendan was. He looked up at Brendan and Brendan looked expectantly back at him. Ste moved slightly closer and put soft kisses on Brendan's cock, through his boxers, before he licked it, making Brendan's boxer wet with his saliva. He heard Brendan mumble something unintelligible. He stroke lightly with his hand over Brendan's length, making Brendan inhale deeply and he relaxed in his chair, enjoying Ste's hand on him. Ste's hand found his way from Brendan's leg to his boxers. He put his hand underneath Brendan's boxers and enclosed Brendan's cock with his hand. He started to stroke him, causing Brendan to moan. He pulled his hand back and he pulled at Brendan's boxers so Brendan's cock sprang free.

Ste touched him tentatively with his fingers, before he moved his lips towards him. Brendan hissed softly when Ste planted little kisses from the top to the base. Ste felt his own body reacting to the sounds which were coming from Brendan's lips. He couldn't stop the sounds which came from his own. Ste held Brendan's cock in his hand and licked it from base to top. Once Ste got to the tip, he placed it in his mouth. He went slowly at first, bobbing in and out, making Brendan crazy with his tongue. He felt Brendan's hand in his hair, not very gently, but Ste didn't really care. He slowly began to speed up, making Brendan moan softly. Ste let his hand move into Brendan's boxers and touched Brendan's balls. He ran his hand down Brendan's legs and up his stomach, to wake up Brendan's whole body. Brendan was gasping for air now and he kept trembling in his chair, trying to hold still, but failing hard. When Ste's teeth lightly scraped Brendan's cock, Brendan said hoarse:

"Fuck, Steven."

Ste let go of Brendan's cock and said quasi- indignant: "watch your mouth, Brendan."

Brendan's hands were clawed into the table cloth now. Brendan's half- closed eyes looked at him darkly. "Shut up Steven."

"That's no way of speaking to me, Bren," Ste said teasingly, he let his fingers slide slowly over the head of Brendan's cock.

Brendan growled and grumbled: "Stop teasing and get back to what you were doing."

"You mean like this?" Ste's mouth slid around Brendan's cock all the way to his base and moved his tongue and mouth over his base to his head, in the meantime trying to forget his own throbbing erection. He turned circles with his tongue around Brendan's tip, making Brendan hiss.

"Yeah. That's good. Feels so good."

Then Ste took him all the way again and again, making Brendan thrusting his hips towards Ste, pushing his cock deeper into his mouth. Ste opened his eyes and looked up at Brendan. Brendan's head was bent back from pure ecstasy and he moaned very loudly. Ste replaced his mouth by his hand and he stroked Brendan softly. Brendan shivered lightly and he looked down at Ste. Brendan's dark blue eyes connected with his deep blue ones. Brendan had a hazy look in his eyes. Ste smiled softly and Brendan returned the smile, moving his fingers over Ste's lips. "Wish you could see yourself now, with those pouty lips of yours, all wet and swollen. God Steven, I don't think you even know what you're doing to me now."

"Got a pretty good idea, me," Ste replied with hunger in his eyes.

Brendan swallowed, before he continued: "Could you-? Just-"

Ste rolled his eyes, but acted on the unspoken request and wrapped his tongue around Brendan's cock once more, causing Brendan to growl. Ste used his lips and tongue on Brendan and Brendan hissed: "It feels so good, you feel so good."

Brendan's breathing accelerated when Ste moved Brendan's cock slowly in and out his mouth. Ste blew lightly against Brendan's shaft repeatedly to push him even further, Brendan's hand was back on Ste's head, guiding him towards his cock. Ste got all lost in the feeling of Brendan's cock in his mouth, Brendan's hips thrusting upwards, his hand at the back of his head, the sounds coming from Brendan's lips. He moaned softly and took Brendan all the way.

"Steven, stop."

Ste pulled away with all his might and said surprised and confused: "what?"

He felt Brendan moving his hand from the back of his head to his lips and he lay his thumb on his mouth. "Ssst, someone's coming down."

"What!?" Ste tried to get up, but Brendan's voice stopped him: "Don't move, Steven. Stay there."

"But Bren-," Ste hissed. But Brendan pulled the table cloth back down, interrupting him loudly: "Hey Chez, forgot something?" Brendan voice sounded husky.

Ste's heart started to beat hard against his chest and he felt sweaty all of a sudden. He tried to hold his breath, but that was a little difficult, because his breathing was still accelerated. Thank God Cheryl couldn't see him, as the long tablecloth was blocking her view.

"I was going to look if we had something to drink." Ste could see Cheryl walking to the kitchen and opening the fridge. "Oh, look we still got some white wine."

Ste looked at Brendan's crotch before him, still wet of his saliva. Although his heart was still beaming against his chest, he couldn't resist touching Brendan's cock softly with his fingertips. Brendan winched at the contact and he moved uncomfortable in his chair to hide his reaction. Ste couldn't see Brendan's face, but he knew that Brendan clenched his jaw in order not to make a sound.

"So where is Ste?" he heard Cheryl ask. Ste suppressed a chuckle, before moving his thumb over the tip of Brendan's cock. He felt Brendan quiver in his seat.

"Bren?" Cheryl muttered, when he didn't give her an answer.

Brendan let go of his baited breath and said hoarse: "Had something better to do."

"Something better than staying here?" Ste smiled softly and took Brendan's cock gently in his hand, before he moved his tongue over the head. He heard Brendan gasp for air, before he said breathlessly:

"Yeah had to see his kids, didn't he."

Ste could hear Brendan panted breath, while listening to Cheryl's voice: "I thought he was going to spend the night here, you know after you two got back together."

Ste put his lips around Brendan and used his tongue on him, making Brendan squirm, but a soft growl was all that left his lips.

Cheryl took that as a response and she continued still with her head in the fridge. "Hmm, just gonna take some of this cheese and these grapes, okay?"

"Yeah... sure." Ste used his lips and took Brendan halfway into his mouth. Brendan moved one hand to the back of Ste's head and Ste tried hard not to make any sound himself.

But Brendan couldn't stop himself anymore and moaned softly, catching Cheryl's attention.

"Everything okay, love?" Cheryl asked.

"Yeah, yeah. Just a little tired. That's all."

"Why don't ya go sleeping' then? It's almost ten, so it's not that early. I know it's been a rough day for you," Ste heard the twinkling in her voice.

"I know, just didn't wanna disturb you with the noise I make." Ste heard the underlying meaning of that sentence, but it didn't make Ste quit, it just seemed to turn him on more.

Ste took Brendan's cock all the way, causing Brendan to pull at Ste's hair and biting his under lip trying not to make another sound.

"You won't," Cheryl replied, still walking around in the kitchen.

When Ste touched Brendan's balls with his hand, Brendan pushed against Ste's head to make him stop and Ste was startled. So he pulled his head back, forgetting he sat under the table. "Ouch!" Ste cried out.

"What?" Cheryl said, sounding surprised and awfully close to them all of a sudden. Ste could see her legs and feet. Brendan was bend, blocking Cheryl's view at Ste.

Brendan's hand loosened his grip on Ste's head and started stroking the place Ste bumped his head: "Banged my knee, didn't I."

"Let me see."

Ste's heart made a flight and his eyes widened.

"No!" Brendan yelled hard. Cheryl stopped moving and Brendan said hastily: "I'm not a kid any more Chez. I can take some pain, you know."

"Yeah, okay. You're right." Cheryl muttered. Brendan moved his hand over Ste's head and Ste grabbed his hand, feeling the sweat on the inside of his hand.

"I'm going back upstairs, before Carmel's gonna ask where I am. Go and get some sleep Bren, you look tired."

"Yeah. Good night sis."

Cheryl smiled and her footsteps wandered off, up the stairs. It was quite for a moment after the door of her room closed and both Ste and Brendan sighed, before Ste climbed from under the table and took a deep breath.

"That was close."

Brendan stood up and tied up his pants, in the meantime walking towards Ste. "Why did you do that?" Ste could clearly hear the darkness in Brendan's voice, he softly backed up until he hit the wall.

"I promised I would pay you back, for making me look like a fool. Now you know how I felt," he tried to smile, but failed when he saw the darkness in Brendan's eyes.

"Yeah?" Brendan's voice was only a whisper, but it sent shivers through Ste's spine: "You wanna know what I wanna do to you right now?"

Ste looked at Brendan and had the feeling he couldn't breathe. Then Brendan's hands were in his neck and he pulled him in for another kiss. First Ste was too surprised to react, but then he felt Brendan's hands move to his back and he started to kiss him back, opening his mouth for Brendan's tongue and moaning softly into his mouth.

"I would have come right there you know that? If Cheryl had been there any longer and you hadn't bumped you're head," Brendan said in a husky voice when they broke apart cause they needed to breath.

"It's your fault, you know, that I bumped it." Ste teased.

"Well I had to do something to make you stop, or she would've noticed you, "Brendan replied lightly.

"Admit you liked it," Ste said, with twinkling eyes.

"Ooh I liked it Steven, but you still haven't finished," Brendan said with the desire dripping from his voice and his hands playing with Ste's T-shirt.

Ste smiled excited: "So what do you want me to do about that?"

Brendan turned up a corner of his mouth and replied: "I'll show you, but not here," he moved his lips closer to Ste's. "In the bedroom."

Please let me know what your think! I'm always curious.