The Sweet Taste of Friendship
Okay, so it's a long wait between chapters. (Two months, actually! Hmmm... sorry about that.) As an intro to the third chapter I said to forget about the whole Nathan left-disabled-after-a-bar-window-smash thing, but, of course, I've changed my mind XD That all happened -- he was in the wheelchair, and all bitter -- but it's been and gone. He still has to take it slow, but his legs are recovering.
Date Written: 24th April, 2009

Chapter Four

Nathan yanked the carrot from Brooke's mouth.

From the look in Brooke's eyes, he could tell she wanted to be rough and nasty. Vigorous. So that was how Nathan would treat her.

"Mmph," Haley moaned -- a muffle brought upon by the fact that she had her head and tongue buried as deep into Brooke's pussy as they could go.

And that was a moan that wanted personal attention.

Haley held up her hand and Nathan understood. He handed her the carrot, she swiped it, and it was gone just as quickly. She'd sent it down and out of sight, under her ankle-length skirt and past her panties.

If the one dick in the room was going to be shown its own brand of heaven, Haley was going to have the closest thing to it fuck her.

Once Nathan loosened his belt and dropped his pants, Brooke lunged at him. Well, not him exactly. Just one particular part of him.

She yanked down his briefs just as vigorously as he had yanked that carrot out of her mouth.

But she forgot to embrace herself, and his dick flopped out wildly, slapping her. It was hard-as-could-be already, and the hit left Brooke with a glowing red mark across her left cheek.

"Haley, I'm gonna make your husband come now... okay?" Brooke said all professional-like as she grabbed Nathan's dick with both hands and looked down at Haley.

Haley stopped her suckling and smothering and looked up at Brooke for a moment.

"Wouldn't be the first time, would it, Paris?" she said with a smirk.

Haley was of course referring to that sex tape. The one practically all their grade saw at the graduation party.

Granted it was made a couple years before Nathan and Haley had even met, so it technically would be the first time with Haley's husband, it still happened.

"And I don't think it's gonna be the last," Brooke returned with a sexy little laugh.

Haley went back to her tenderly loving as Brooke shoved Nathan's dick closer and into her mouth.

Nathan had only just recovered from being a wheelchair-scooting cripple. He had only been walking around for a week or two now, and that was on crutches.

He felt his legs tremble as Brooke gave her first stroke. She looked up into Nathan's eyes from her vantage point as her hands jerked and her warming mouth engulfed almighty sucks.

The second back-and-forth stroke came. His legs trembled more. Then more again with the third stroke as Brooke let out a soft moan.

His knees began to buckle as the fourth and fifth yanks came. He thought he could hold them off. He thought he'd be right, but he had to say something.

The mere sight of Brooke Davis performing felatio had got his under-strength legs shaking. Now that pleasure was coming into it made the sensation all the worse.

"I've gotta sit down," he said with a grimaced face, a world of hurt and a groan.

Nathan pulled himself from Brooke's mouth and stumbled back to his diner chair a couple paces away.

He hated to do what he'd done, but if he didn't, the lower-half of his body was going to give way.

The old Brooke would have froze and been offended -- seeing it as a sign of 'This blowjob isn't worth it,' or just plain rejection -- but not this more mature Brooke. Not straight away at least.

"You know, Nathan; the bad guys lie to get in your bed, and the good guys lie to get into your heart."

"What?" Nathan fired her Brooke bewildered look, with a little smirk of intrigue, also.

"I said that to Luke once," she giggled a little as the line brought her back to that moment. It had to be at least five years ago now.

"So which one are you, Nate?" her eyebrows rose.

This seemed to be going past a physical connection. It was as if Brooke was flirting.

And Nathan couldn't lie – he liked it. His wife was right there, listening, but she didn't object or retaliate to Brooke's more-than-playful comments.

Then again, Haley was nose-deep in the very same girl's cunt. There wasn't much that would take her out of the mood she was currently in.

"I guess I'm a bad guy," Nathan said after a little hesitation.

"Good. Because I'm a bad girl," Brooke whispered exotically – a tease made better by her naturally-raspy voice.

She blushed a tinge as she wrapped her hand around Nathan's wrist.

"And I wanna do it on Naley's bed."

Brooke kept the pure excitement and adrenaline off her face – wanting to tease Nathan and drive him just as crazy horny as she was.

Brooke was the most erotic woman Nathan had ever known. Ever seen. Ever imagined.

And now with the success of her B Davis publication, she was the woman that made the most cocks throb. Her pictures were jerked off to more than Angelina, Megan Fox, or Ms. Alba combined.

She was like a Jedi. Brooke had the most powerfully-driven Force of all -- the ability to make dicks stand, even when they were a thousand miles away.

Nathan got up rather gingerly from his chair.

A bed. That sounded good. Something he could lie on.

"Haley," Brooke grabbed her friend roughly by her hair.

"Hmm?" Haley looked up a bit hazily.

"You okay?" Brooke asked with a little giggle.

Haley seemed out of it. Her eyes were droopy and her head was twitching like she was going to fall asleep at any minute or something. That would explain why her oral wasn't that great. Why Brooke had barely made a sound that whole time she was being feasted upon.

"I'm with your pussy," Haley smiled. "Of course I'm okay."

"Okay, well, we're gonna go upstairs. Okay?"

Just then, Haley let out a soft little squeal, then a long, loud moan.

Her face lit up and she laughed amiably as her moan subsided, and she sprung up onto her feet like normal Haley.

She wasn't drunk on cum or dreary and tired. Brooke had caught her mid-way through climax. Haley had been having an orgasm, and the sweet-scented, dripping carrot proved it.

"I love carrots," Haley grinned as she took it in her mouth and splurged over it.

"Nathan, are you sure you're Jamie's father and not some carrot?" Brooke said with a hornier-than-thou grin as she too stood up.

"The only other thing going into me back then was your tongue, Brooke," Haley said shyly through a blush.

Nathan felt light-headed again at this moment. It was enough that he'd had his dick stuffed in Brooke's throat while his wife made her pussy Haley's own personal musical instrument, but to then have these two women -- the sexiest in Nathan's life – reminisce and blush was... magical.

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Nathan walked into the room first. Brooke followed, then Haley.

"You don't mind if I fuck him first, Haley?" Brooke asked, well-mannered.

Haley shook her head furiously with a little grin.

"Hey. I saw that," Nathan snickered.

"Right now, all I want is what guys don't have," Haley said, with a flick of her tongue and being a naughty girl herself.

"A brain?" Brooke smiled.

"Oh, you're gonna get it," Nathan warmed playfully as he opened the bedside drawer and shuffled through a few things. "Shit!"

"What?" Brooke and Haley asked in unison.

"No condoms -- shit!" Nathan quipped.

"Are you sure?" Haley asked.

'Great. Just our luck,' she thought. Finally she'd brought the two people she loved the most together and thanks to some little pieces of rubber, it was going to be called off.

"Condoms are overrated," Brooke chimed in, her own relaxed self. "I've had sex how many times and not gotten pregnant. You know how many guys I've been with who used condoms?"

"All of New York?" Haley said with a cheeky smile.

"Ha-ha," Brooke rolled her eyes sarcastically. "Only Luke."

"One outta ten million -- that ain't bad," Haley teased.

"Another word and no Brooke Davis for you, missy," Brooke playfully threatened. "Now, get on the bed, Nate."

Brooke turned passion into assertiveness in a second.

"On your back, head on the pillows," Brooke directed further.

This was Nathan and Haley's house -- their bedroom -- but sex goddess Brooke Davis was going to be the one in charge.

Nathan did so, and Haley joined him on the bed.

Brooke then unclipped and dropped her 'B Davis' design work skirt on the carpet to let her soaked, slightly-ajar underwear get all the attention.

"Nathan loves camel toe," Haley commented as the pair of them intently looked at Brooke's translucent panties and pussy lips underneath.

"I think you're starting to love it more, Haley," Brooke giggled a little as she crawled onto the bed.

"Dream come true," Nathan said with a smile to his wife.

"You two are going to go 69," Brooke continued. "Hurry up, we haven't got all nig -- Oh wait," a grin grew upon her face again; "Yes we do."

Nathan and Haley looked at each other with a look of 'She's the boss.'

"Now put that carrot down and strip," Brooke said.

Haley, still with that carrot in her hand, put it on the sheets and knelt up on the bed for a moment.

Nathan sat up and inched closer as Haley raised her arms up higher and let him take her top off. She then pulled down her skirt, and with some quick manoeuvring, it was off, as Nathan unclipped her bra and let it fall to the side.

Last were her panties. They were nicely white and black laced lingerie -- as if she'd prepared for this. And she had. She'd set up for Brooke to come over and to serve carrots for dinner, so of course she'd be prepared to dress in her sexiest undergarments.

As she slid the panties down her thighs and down and under her knees, Nathan groped her stomach. He felt around her soft hips and up to her still perkier-than-ever breasts.

The two didn't have sex very often anymore.

Before a couple of weeks ago, when Nathan was still in his wheelchair, they didn't have it at all. They'd gone months without it, until that first night that he got back on feet, so to speak.

On that first night, they had gone for a sexual relationship again, but Nathan got tired quick and the passion just wasn't there. He had been a grumpy, inconsolable jerk to her for months... the emotional connection had faded.

But now that they were taking orders and being joined with Brooke Davis, that passion the pair had lost was somewhat reignited.

"I haven't felt you in so long, Hales," Nathan whispered in her ear.

"Aw, that's so sweet, Nate," Brooke smiled at the pair of them.

Brooke thought about how any other guy would say 'I haven't fucked you in so long,' or something along those lines. But not Nathan. Felt. And albeit he was running his hands over Haley, both girls knew he meant it in the emotional sense.

"You're one lucky girl, Haley."

"As if," Nathan shrugged Brooke's compliment away in modesty. "I think I'm the lucky one right now."

Damn right he was. One bed, two girls. Brooke Davis and Haley James Scott. You couldn't be more envious of the guy!

With that, Nathan lay back down and Haley got herself into position.

She knelt over top of Nathan, giving him a sight that topped any Wonder of the World.

Brooke edged closer to the pair, shuffling aside her panties til her pussy could breathe.

She waddled up Nathan's legs, stopping at the base of his dick.

"Giddy up, cowgirl," Haley joked and laughed as she watched Brooke sit up again and hover herself over Nathan's cock – brushing the lips of her pussy through the tip.

As Brooke lowered herself down onto him, she and Nathan let out groans.

Truth was she couldn't get laid in New York -- no matter how much her friends at Tree Hill thought she was 'getting some.' And to have a dick up inside her again was special. She promised herself never to take one for granted again.

She closed her eyes as her pussy slid down further and further into him. Haley watched Nathan's cock disappear as Brooke engulfed it.

Brooke opened her eyes the second she felt it had gone all the way in – that her ass cheeks were sitting firmly on Nathan's thighs.

"You're so cute, Haley!" Brooke shrieked out with a laugh.

Brooke was referring to how far away Haley was. How short she was.

Brooke could bet the 69 was not a position Nathan and Haley liked too well; what with their considerable height differences.

"Lay down and a bit closer shuffle closer, babe," Brooke told her.

Haley did so, and the second her cunt touched Nathan's face, he enclosed his mouth around it.

"Here, Nate," Brooke leant over and grabbed the carrot.

Nathan looked from the side of Haley's ass cheek.

"Fuck her butt," Brooke said with intent. "She's been bad."

Nathan grabbed the carrot and complied. What a smart vixen Brooke was!

"Is it alright, Hales?" he asked.

They had only ever tried anal sex once. It was awkward and unrewarding at the time, but that was five years ago. They were just getting to know each other sexually. This time would be different, and it wasn't a dick inside of her -- it was much smaller.

"Yes, Nathan," she answered blissfully as she interlocked her left hand and fingers with his. She loved that feeling of having Nathan back in her heart again.

With confirmation, Nathan squeezed the tip of the carrot inside her small hole. No way would the bigger end fit well going in there first. He needed to ease her ass and muscles into the feel of it.

"I want you to eat my pussy again," Brooke cupped Haley's cheek with her hand. "Can you do that for me... Tutor Wife?"

"Be happy to, Brooke Davis," Haley returned the smile Brooke gave her.

Haley tried to creep forward, but still wasn't close enough. She couldn't reach that pussy she wanted so badly.

"Nathan, I have to go closer," she told him.

He understood that she meant he wouldn't have her pussy there over his mouth, but he didn't let that get him down.

"I've still got my fingers and this carrot," he smiled, and Haley moved her body down his body.

Brooke sat there hand-over-mouth giggling to herself and trying not to show it. The fact that Haley had to shuffle all the way down until her pussy met Nathan's chest was so cute.

"It's not funny," Haley said with a laugh of her own to Brooke.

"Okay, Nate; I'm gonna start now," Brooke told him as she worked her way up his dick.

"Fuck me hard, Brooke Davis!" Nathan shouted. He was 'woohooooo-ing,' like he used to after the buzzer of a winning basketball game.

Brooke jolted down onto him and the pair moaned in unison, before Haley done the same, only just as loud, a split second later.

The sudden pleasure of Brooke crashing down on his dick made Nathan lose all focus on the 'take it slow' approach with the carrot up Haley's rear.

His hand jolted just as hard as Brooke's body had done on him, and the carrot dug deep inside of Haley. In that second, it went from not even being a fifth of the carrot up her, to well over half.

"That was so hot," Brooke grunted as she ran her hand through Haley's hair. "Now take me in your mouth. Show me how much better girls are than boys and make come first."

The mission was set.

Haley loved every word Brooke said. Every raspy... little...twang.

And most of all, Haley didn't want to disappoint her friend.

"Chicks over dicks," Brooke said lustfully as she looked deeply into Haley's eyes.

End of Chapter Four
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I LOOOOOVED WRITING THIS CHAPTER!!!!!!!!!!!!
Time after time I can write One Tree Hill smut, and it's because the characters are so great. Brooke Davis is faultless. I've said it a million-fucking-times, but there it is again. A story with Brooke just springs ideas!
Hope the chapter gave ya some chuckles :)
And I think it's time again to thank some FanFicers. toddntan, hottie23, crashspike22, Sophi20, and Baley-fo-life: your reviews and kind words mean everything to me! Almost more than Brooke Davis herself! :O