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Deny It All You Want

Chapter 2

They hadn't spoken for a while and Brendan was feeling guilty at what he'd said. Guilty, why was he feeling that? He didn't care about Ste, yet each time he glanced over and saw his hurt eyes it made his stomach twinge. He was about to say something when a beautiful lady walked in, skirt that rivaled any belt, and tight fitting top that clung to her chest.

"Hiya, I'm Anne!" "Don't mind if I...?" Anne gestured to the seat next to Brendan. He had caught her eye instantly, handsome features, funny looking mustashe, but tight fitting suit that enhanced his every curve.

"Not at all!" Brendan smiled broadly quickly glancing over to Ste to make sure he was watching.

"Anything for a beautiful, stunning woman such as yourself" Brendan continued as he turned his body towards Anne, the odd time catching Ste's wandering and obviously jealous eyes.

"Oh thank you and your name is?" Anne put on her sexiest smile, not even a passing glance yet at Ste who was feeling heat rise up his collar.

"Brady, Brendan Brady, nice to meet you Anne" Brendan then gestured to Ste
"This is my pain in the arse, I mean Colleague Steven".

Ste looked over at them both, what was Brendan was even doing with her, he was clearly gay, and he knew it was all just a ploy to make him Jealous. Hang on, why WAS he jealous? Ste folded his arms and crossed his legs.

"Hey" He mumbled "Short skirt you have there, sure it's not to cold for you?"
Ste snipped at Anne who was less than impressed.

"I'm erm, going to get something to eat" Ste stood up a quick glance over at Brendan and left.

"OH" Said Anne with a twinkle in her eyes. "You two are..."

"Are what?!" Asked Brendan surprised

"Doing it?!" Anne smirked, devilish eyes on Brendan.

"I bet you two are hot together, the sexual tension in here then nearly killed me!"

"What? Behave, I wouldn't touch him with a bargepole" Brendan quickly looked at his feet and twitched nervously.

"Really? Well, you don't hide that fact very well, he obviously likes you."

"No, Steven, he hates me, we don't get along, like ever" Brendan replied nodding.

"Shame...I would pay to see you two at it" Anne laughed in a mater of fact way.

Brendan's eyes opened wide, as he raised an eyebrow to Anne, looking out the window he smirked to himself as his tongue rested on his lips.

Ste had made his way to the dinning carriage. He found a table and sat down, he slid on the seat up to the window and pressed his nose up to the cold glass and sighed. He wished he'd feigned illness this morning, or that his boss had picked someone else to accompany Brendan. This was the last thing he needed.

He jolted from his thoughts as a waiter asked for his order; it was still early so Ste asked for a coffee and croissant. He didn't order for Brendan, as he wasn't sure he'd even be joining him, the company had a business tab for them both, but Brendan was too busy to share breakfast with him. He didn't want to share anything with that man anyway. The handsome conductor had passed him walking down the aisle and they had exchanged a smile, cheering him slightly.

Ste had finished his coffee when Brendan came over and sat down opposite he'd brought Anne with him, so Ste went to get up but Anne stopped him.
"Hey, Ste is it? Think we got off on the wrong foot earlier, I don't want him, and seriously he's all yours yeah?" Anne looked between Brendan and Ste, Brendan looking out of the window and Ste looking at her in disbelief.

Anne ordered some more pastries and decided to play a little game.
She moved her foot and brushed the shoe across the bottom outside of Ste's leg, as she did this Anne continued to chat to Ste about her son, Ste's work and this trip so he wouldn't believe it to be hers, but Brendan's foot.

Ste was unhappy they had joined him; he really wanted to escape now when Brendan had sat opposite him. And with that woman too. However as they had got chatting, he began to warm to her stories, of her beautiful son Phoenix, and her life in America. Anne was also taking an interest in him and this trip he was making, as they were talking and getting on, Ste felt a foot brush against his leg.
He instantly looked up at Brendan, which Anne was pleased about as she rode her foot up more.

"Brendan, what do you think you are doing?" Ste questioned

"I'm stroking it, why? Brendan replied as he smoothed the crumbs off his moustashe.

"You don't think it's...um...I don't know...Inappropriate?" Ste looked a little warmer as Anne continued to move her foot on his calf.

"Not at all, I like to do that, and to be honest I enjoy it, feels nice" Brendan replied now eating some of the pastries on offer.

"Oh...so If I did it, you wouldn't be bothered, right?" Ste questioned puzzled, but slightly turned on.

"Well, I doubt you'd be able to if I'm being honest Steven, you don't have the balls to gr...OH"

Brendan then felt a foot move up his leg, as Ste reciprocated Brendan's move, or so he thought.

Brendan looked over at Ste as he widened his eyes and opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out. They just stared at each other, and Anne knew her plan was working so slowly lowered her foot and grabbed at a pastry and watched on intently.

"You not like it anymore Brendan, why have you stopped?" Ste moved his foot higher, probably more than he'd really intended too. He found the whole thing wrong, but at the same time he couldn't deny how hot this was making him feel.

Brendan adjusted his collar, moved forward towards Ste and gestured his fingers at him.

Ste mirrored his image and waited with baited breath.

"Steven, why are you pleasuring me with your shoe under the table?"

Brendan had spoken slightly too loud and pretty much the whole carriage had come to a stand still all eyes on Ste and Brendan.
Anne covered her head.

Ste swallowed and dropped his foot quickly. "You were doing it to me!" Ste protested. "You enjoy stroking..."

"My moustashe, Steven, I was stroking my moustashe! How is that the same thing? I feel violated!" Brendan was dying to laugh but was enjoying this punishment of Ste even more.

"So if it wasn't you, who was...OH NO, Anne?!" Ste turned bright red stood up and began to leave.
You two are made for each other, leave me alone! And Ste left quickly.

Brendan sighed and looked at Anne with despair.

"I was trying to help you two along, how was I to know what would happen?!"

"We cannot stand each other, what do you expect?! Brendan stood up to leave, but Anne put out her hand.

"Yeah? So ask yourself why he did it back to you, he thought it was you under the table, remember?" Anne winked as Brendan walked away.

Ste didn't go back to their carriage, instead he'd found his way to the opposite end of the train, he just needed a walk, and as they were stuck on the Eurostar his choices were limited.

He walked right up to the end of it, so turned back around and started to walk back. He again met up with the conductor he'd passed now twice before. Ste geared himself up and spoke to him.

"Hi again, we gotta stop running into each other hey?" Ste chuckled.

The conductor turned around and smiled.
"Well I do work here, so we gonna have to put up with it eh?" The man replied.

"You look like you could use a friendly face, I'm on a break if you want to get a drink?"

"Hmm, yeah that is kinda true. What's your name? Mine's Ste.

"Simon, Walker, at your service" Simon smiled and they went to sit down.

Brendan made it back to the carriage but Ste wasn't there, Brendan was happy about that anyway, who wanted a sniveling idiot around. He sat down and sighed. What had happened earlier, I mean did Ste like him? Despite all the arguments and taunts. Brendan knew he himself was attracted to Ste, who wouldn't be; have to be blind not too. He pinched the top of his nose and shook his head. Anne came in again and sat down.

"Be honest with me, you want him don't you?"

"Oh Anne, I have only just met you and you are driving me crazy! Enough already. He's an idiot, I'd rather sleep with you and I'm not even attracted to your kind!" Brendan threw his hands up in the air.

He opened his briefcase and took out a folder and started to do some work anything to get his head clear.

"My type? Hey you saying I am easy or something, well let me tell you...Oh my god!"

Brendan turned his head up and saw Ste walk in with that conductor from earlier. He watched as they sat down together. Simon smiled and held out his hand to Brendan who just raised an eyebrow while glancing over his body, more than once.

"Simon" Simon said while sitting down

"The names Brendan actually" Brendan drawled as he watched Anne practically drooling over the entire compartment.

Simon stood up again as he saw Anne, their eyes met as he took her hand and kissed it.

"Who is this beauty I see before me" Simon asked Anne as she let out a squeal and batted her eyelashes.

"Anne...*squeal*Miniver" Anne gripped Simon's hand not wanting to let go as she turned to Brendan and mouthed 'Oh My Fucking GOD!'

Brendan rolled his eyes and carried on reading his paperwork.
Ste was watching Anne and Simon flirt shamelessly and he couldn't help feel happy for them, a bit jealous mind, as Simon was bloody gorgeous, but alas he'd found out from an earlier converse he was very straight.

Ste got up and moved to sit opposite Brendan. Brendan didn't look up to busy with his work.
Ste coughed, no reaction.
Ste coughed louder and longer.

"You need to get that cough looked at, might be life threatening to the rest of us sat here." Brendan didn't look up and carried on reading his paperwork.

"Shut up Brendan, I was going to say, we are MEANT to be working together on this so perhaps you could fill me in?" Ste spoke with anger in his voice.

Brendan now moved his stare up to Ste.

"Let me get this straight, and I have witnesses to this, you want me to fill you in yes?" Brendan smirked, that smirk again, the one that he always did as a wind up.

"You are impossible you know that?! Ste stood up and because Brendan was lent forward and the compartment was very small his mouth was extremely close to Ste's groin. He could feel the bristles of his moustashe through the material in his trousers.

Ste flushed quickly and felt his cock stir and harden a bit too quickly, as he noticed Brendan had seen.
Brendan didn't move as he shot his eyes up at Ste's.

"Ye only had to ask Steven, but we have company at the moment" As he spoke and the moustashe bristles stroked at his groin Ste sat down and crossed his legs.

As Ste looked over at Simon and Anne, Anne was sat mouth open with her head resting on her arm smiling at them, while Simon was looking up to the ceiling whistling as though it would make him invisible.

"Yes well, this was nice" Simon stood up to leave. "I have to get on with my shift, but Dinner tonight? He looked at Anne,who looked at Brendan and Ste.

"Why don't we all go together? Come on, it'll be a laugh! Oh Simon, make sure it's a good table with plenty of foot space yeah?" Anne winked at Brendan as he gave her evils.

"Yeah, go on then, may as well, as the company paying" Ste replied still flushed red as a beetroot.

Ste was on his way back to the compartment having been to the bathroom, just as he almost got there Brendan was walking up. As they began to pass each other a man wheeling a trolley got in the way. It was full of food and drinks and pretty wide, just about fit down the aisle.

Ste pressed his back up against the wall, half expecting Brendan to do the same, but because he'd already started to pass him he instead moved up against his body. The man pushed the trolley but it wedged so took a while before it got past them.

Things suddenly went into slow motion for Brendan and Ste.

Ste took in a deep breath as he felt Brendan's body push closer and harder up towards him, there groins seemed to fit perfectly as they both became hard under their trousers. Brendan moved his arms up so his hands lay either side of Ste's face.
Their eyes met each other, and Ste let out a slight groan as each time the trolley tried to get past it jolted Brendan into him.

Ste moved his hands up to link his fingers into Brendan's,they looked and almost drowned in each others eyes, as Brendan's body jolted harder, to the point where they could hardly breathe chests so constricted. Ste felt himself grow painfully hard now, feeling the pre cum dribble off his slit; he was aroused by Brendan's solid cock on his.

Brendan closed his eyes enjoying this crazy moment with a man he couldn't stand to be in a room with, a man who he was being so intimate with pre cum had now seeped onto the outside of his trousers. Brendan moved towards Ste's lips with his mouth opening, with Ste looking on through his long lashes he moved closer when they jolted back from the wall as the trolley finally moved past.

"Sorry about that!" the man had said on the way past.
Time had returned to its natural speed.

"What was that Brendan?!" Ste shaking out of his trance, he pushed his hands on Brendan's "Why didn't you just back up to the wall like I did?"

"I did move to the wall, just your body got in the way didn't it?" Brendan snapped back

"Like hell it did! You did that on purpose! You can't stop drooling can you?" Ste knocked Brendan's shoulder as he walked past.

"Whatever Steven, you loved it, me up against you, I felt your arousal, you WANTED it" Brendan walked off it the opposite direction arms in the air.

Ste huffed as he slid the compartment door open almost breaking it and shocking Anne.

"Why the hell don't you two just fuck each other and have done with it eh? Then the rest of the world can live in peace! And I want tickets by the way, front row ha ha" Anne clapped at her own wit as Ste sat down looking at her mouth open.

"You filthy cow!" I wouldn't go there for all the money in China, and I certainly wouldn't want it to be a spectator's moment either!" Ste exclaimed

"Steven Hay, you crave every inch of Brendan, and I don't blame you either!" Anne smirked and waved a finger knowingly at Ste.

It was now dinner; Anne had dressed the part wearing a sexy black dress. Anne had managed to convince Ste to get his best suit on too, winking as she said "Brendan won't be able to keep his eyes off ya!" Much to Ste's annoyance.

Brendan was wearing his black trousers and red shirt (yep that one) with the sleeves rolled up, even Ste hitched a breath seeing him, disguising it as another cough, as Anne playfully elbowed him in the ribs. Simon was wearing grey trousers and black shirt. They all sat down Anne opposite Simon and Brendan opposite Ste, Brendan couldn't help but smirk at their seating positions as from earlier.

"Stop it" Ste exclaimed pointing at Brendan

"It's rude to point" Brendan shot back.

"Whatever Brendan, lets order shall we" Ste grabbed hold of the menu, it was in French, and he didn't know it too well.

Brendan was looking over the top of his menu at Ste smirking, he knew he was struggling with the menu. He had a devilish thought.

"Steven, here let me help you order yeah? Peace offering, at least while we eat.?" Brendan held out his hand to Ste.

Ste sighed; he didn't to order something he didn't like. "Um, ok, can you order some fish for me? Thanks, I guess.

Anne looked at Brendan sheepishly as the waiter took their orders, Brendan ordered Ste's first

"Puis-je commander les cuisses de grenouilles et les escargots s'il yous plait." ( Can I order some frogs legs and snails please)

"Je vais avoir le steak s'il yous plait"
(I will have the steak please). Brendan sniggered under his breath he looked up to Ste who had his mouth open.

"Wow, Bren never knew you spoke French!?" Ste said as he looked impressed.

"Bren?"

"Oh sorry, Brendan I mean, sorry." Ste looked away.

"No, it's cool, Bren, Brendan whichever, and yeah I learnt a little at school"

Brendan looked at Anne and Simon who were both sat smiling at them.

"What?!" Brendan sighed and suddenly felt bad about what he'd done.

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