Right, I have never written anything before – except uni essays but I don't think they really count. I read Stendan fanfic constantly but I'm too scared to post as me so I've taken a leaf from the extremely wonderful and talented Marble Eyes and Electric Violinist and have created a new account

So here goes;

Ste is 25 and doesn't have kids, Amy is his half-sister. Brendan is 34 and was never sexually abused – his dad is still an arse but this is how I imagine Brendan to be if he didn't have to deal with that side of his past.

Please read and review and tell me your thoughts

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Chapter 1

"Oh my god Ste" Amy screams as she runs into the deli as I'm clearing away the mess from the lunchtime rush. I don't need to reply as she never waits for an answer.

"Well I was on the phone to Cheryl and guess what – you'll never guess – she's moving here, she's bought the club with her brother, isn't that great, it'll be just like old times!"

I should probably explain to you what's going on. Amy is my half-sister, same dad, different mum, which makes all the difference as her family was great and mine was crap. We 'found' each other 8 years ago after I left home and decided to track down my real dad.

She's amazin', she was really supportive when I came out a few years ago and although she worked abroad as a holiday rep for half the year she always encouraged me to go and visit her. This usually ended up with us and her rep friends (Cheryl, Mitzeee – yes with 3 e's – and John-Paul) drunk in various clubs. Anyway back to the present….

Amy was still talking and I managed to catch up pretty quickly with what she was saying. Turns out we've been invited over to Ireland for Cheryl's leaving do in a couple of weeks.

"It's going to be great Ste, a weekend away, you can get cover right? We can let our hair down. Then Cheryl will be living here, she's renting the flat upstairs. I can't wait, I need to go and call Mitz and JP to make arrangements for flying over" and she left as quickly as she had come in and I hadn't even opened my mouth.

2 weeks later

Me, Ames, Mitzeee and JP are in Cheryl's flat. There's boxes everywhere – well she moves in 3 days. We were meant to be leaving but the girls are still getting ready and me and JP are sitting awkwardly on opposite couches in the living room. It's weird, just because we are both gay everyone thinks we should be at it like rabbits but he's not my type, to be honest if it wasn't for Ames I would have nothing to do with him, he's annoying and I feel like he constantly looks down his nose at me. The only way to defuse the tension is by having another vodka and coke.

Finally the girls come out of Cheryl's bedroom they all look amazing – even if Cheryl's already a bit drunk, and we all pile into a taxi and head for Dublin City centre.

We go to a few pubs and by midnight Cheryl is really drunk so Amy decides to take her back to the flat. I was going to go with her but Mitzeee complained that she hadn't squeezed herself into this dress for the night to end without going to a club. So me, Mitzeee and JP waved their taxi off before heading into 'Storm' which turned out to be a gay club.

'Storm' was packed, we got some drinks and as we made our way round the dance floor a group of people decided to leave so we took their booth.

After about an hour of dancing I went back to the booth for a drink and sat watching Mitzeee dance with pretty much every guy around her. That's why she loved gay clubs; she could dance and not get pawed at by every guy in the place. Mitzeee's gorgeous, I might be gay but I'm not blind.

That's when I saw a guy looking over at me. Fuck he's gorgeous, a little taller than me, dark hair, pale skin, bright blue eye and a tache that wouldn't look out of place in an 80's porno. But strangely enough it really suited him. He continued talking to the group of people he was with but he kept looking over at me – I tried not to stare, I really did, but I couldn't help myself. I gave him a shy smile and looked down at my drink, I really needed to get control of myself, I'm basically eye fucking some random guy.

I check to see that Mitzeee and JP are still dancing and I make my way outside to get some air and to calm myself down. Seriously just looking at that guy has me hot all over – I need to get a grip. I stand against the wall trying not to picture what he would look like over me, feel like in me and what he would taste like. I imagine he would like it rough, he looks confident in himself and I'm sure he would know how to handle me. God the fresh air is not helping.

As I head back towards the door it opens and out walks that guy. He looks at me and every thought I've been having must be written over my face because he just smirks at me, takes my hand and leads me into an alleyway beside the club.

Before I can process what's happening he's on me and fuck, he tastes amazing. He kisses me like he's trying to devour me, all tongues and teeth. He pulls back and drops to his knees. It's like my jeans practically fall down as he takes me into his mouth. I throw my head back against the wall as he encases me in wet heat. I was right; he does know what he's doing. I feel my knees start to buckle, I should be embarrassed at how quickly I'm cuming but there is no room for rational thought as I cum down his throat. He leans back on his ankles; lick his lips and smiles at me. He stands and pulls me into a filthy kiss and just as my brain begins to work again he spins me and pushes his fingers in my mouth. I coat them in saliva and release them with a pop. Then I feel him circling my hole and his finger begins to enter me. It's like he knows just how to play me. He enters a second finger and begins to scissor me open. He rubs at my prostate and it takes everything in me not to cry out. I hear the rustle of a condom wrapper behind me as he licks and sucks at my neck, he whispers 'sorry no lube' as he begins to enter me and Christ he's big. It stings and he pulls me into an open mouthed kiss to distract me from the pain and says 'just relax, it'll feel so good'. He begins to thrust and I push back on him as we find a rhythm. We're practically panting into each other's mouths and I can feel myself getting close again. Then I hear her, Mitzeee is shouting on me and I freeze. He looks at me and I nod – a silent understanding that it's me she's looking for. He picks up the pace, takes my dick into his hand and begins stroking me and after another few thrusts I release, he almost growls into my neck as he cums too.

Mitzeee is still shouting 'Ste'; her voice is getting closer as I re-dress myself. I pull him into another kiss. I can hear the click of her heels as he pulls away from me, smiles and says, 'that was fun Steven' and as Mitzeee rounds the corner he pulls himself back into the shadows. Mitzeee grabs me by the arm she doesn't notice that I'm not alone and says "why didn't you answer me, I've been shouting on you for ages? Come on lets go JP has a taxi waiting for us" as she pulled me towards the road and just like that he was out of my life and I realised I didn't even know his name.