So this was my first attempt at ever writing M rated scenes and I literally couldn't find it in my heart to change it, I did however fix most of the hideous grammar and also the big missing bit of Brendan's point of view once they left the club because yeahhh I was lazy the first time around..

Chapter 2

Brendan's point of view

So I'm going out with Cheryl and Lynsey tonight, I let them choose where we're going and I find myself in a gay bar. I still feel uncomfortable in these places and I can still remember the first time I came to one, I had just turned nineteen years old and I felt confused about everything so I got drunk. That had been the first night I had slept with a man and after it I freaked out, ran out the guys house and even ended up breaking my hand punching a wall. Nobody ever found that out though, told them I got into a fight with some guy in the street, think I saw a glint of pride in my da's features that night.

Cheryl seems to think it's a good idea though and anyone that knows my sister knows just to agree with whatever she says, somehow she thinks I need to start putting myself out there.

"All I'm saying Bren is that every man has needs" she sighs to me,

"Yeah? Well what if mine is already filled?" I reply grinning at her.

She shakes her head at me before snaking my arm playfully, "I'm not just talking about sex you dirty dog! You need a companion, someone to grow old with"

I laugh at that, "A companion? I'm not sixty."

"Fine whatever Bren, just try enjoy yourself." She relents thankfully while Lynsey gives me an awkward glance,

It's been a slow night so far but I'm determined not to get anyone tonight unless my sister isn't there. There's nobody that I've seen that really puts me in the mood anyway, nothing that special plus I've got a point to prove to Cheryl. Then I hear someone squealing, I look up to see a petite blonde girl pointing at me and at first I think maybe she knows Cheryl but the I realise Cheryl isn't even sat at the table, neither of the girls are.

There's a lad beside her, staring at me wide eyed then back at the girl.

The lad puts me in the mood, exactly my type. Looks like he might be in his early twenties, he's got golden sun-kissed skin that I can imagine being as soft as silk, bright blue eyes framed with long eyelashes and pouty full lips, I feel like walking up and kissing the look off his face but why the hell would I do that?

He walks over and the little blonde follows him like a puppy, maybe they're together? He lowers his voice and says "Ehhhrrr is ya name Brendan?" he has a Manchester accent, the most pronounced I think I've heard but I don't think it is, I'm probably just exaggerating because I've already decided I want him.

"yeah it is" I say, I'm about to ask how he knew but he answers before I can.

"ya mate, es waiting for ya outside. Asked me to come look for ya"

My 'mate' ? At first I'm thinking who the fucks that but then I remember Kevin is probably outside wanting a score.

I nod to him not even acknowledging the girl beside him that's watching our exchange, "Cheers I need to go I'll see ye."

When I'm walking down the stairs I realise I don't even know if he's gay, I don't even know his name. I see Cheryl and Lynsey dancing away, I sneak away quickly and see Kevin pacing up and down, we go round the alleyway and I sort him out.. He's high and I'm too panicky to leave this lad himself incase something bad happens to him so I sit with him in the middle of the alleyway but eventually he leaves to go back to his flat and he looks as if the lights are on in his head so he'll be able to get home.

I go back inside, Chez and Lynsey aren't on the dance floor anymore so I head back upstairs and see them back at the table.

"Bren! Where were ye? I thought ye'd ditched us for sure" Cheryl basically screams. Brilliant she's drunk.

"Yeah we thought ye'd took ye escape and ran" Lynsey slurs, great they're both drunk.

"Jesus how long did I leave ye's for, for ye's to get into this state" I murmur,

We chat away and I look across the room and see that lad from earlier sat at a table, there's a few other people with him but that blonde is still at his side, he's laughing and has a goofy smile on his face.

"Bren? What ye staring at?" it's Cheryl that's noticed and thats when I realise I've got a smile on my face and it's too late to try talk my way out of it because she's already turned around to see the boy.

She turns back with a knowing look "Ye know him then?"

"No sis I don't. Before ye ask any more questions I don't want to talk about it."

"What are ye's even talking about?!" Lynsey interrupts trying to find out,

Cheryl blatantly points to the boy shouting "HIM!" it's a surprise he doesn't hear but the blonde does.

Then she whispers something into the boys ear and smirks back at me, I wonder if she's told him I'm looking, practically burning holes into his face even, but he doesn't look my way he just shakes his head at her with a smirk on his own face.

"Aw him? That's Ste Hay" Lynsey says nonchalantly,

Wait what? She knows him, how?

"How do ye know him?" I ask, trying to stop myself from sounding too eager,

"He stays in hollyoaks Bren, owns a deli with his ex." She sighs, "Well maybe boyfriend."

I'm about to reply to Lynsey when she interrupts me saying "Actually I don't even know what's happening with them anymore." She rubs her head and has a confused look on her face as if the whole situation is stressing her out but then she grins at you and says "How about ye get a round in for us Bren?"

"Yeah. Ok sure" I mutter as I walk away, they two of them should be on the water though. I get to the bar and look back around at the table I was just sitting at and see Cheryl and Lynsey whispering to each other and glancing at the table that lad- Ste, Steven- is sitting at, I've got a bad feeling about this.

I order the girls and myself drinks but when I turn back to the table their no longer there. Now there at Steven's table and I already know this is going to be a train wreak.

I walk over unfazed while Cheryl and Lynsey take a seat each at the table leaving the one beside Steven empty, we all talk away and when I say that what I mean is everyone else talks and I observe. Particularly Steven.

After a few rounds everyone makes their way home while Cheryl and her new blonde friend make their way to the dance floor, giving me some alone time with Steven. I don't know if Cheryl's done it on purpose or not but I make a mental note to thank her by making a fry up for her in the morning.

He's as easy to get on with as he is easy on the eye, I don't know why I find myself opening up to him about my past but I find myself doing just that. Even though I'm enjoying my time with him I eventually realise I should probably find my sister and make my way home.

I could maybe even sneak Steven my number and meet up with him at some point without Cheryl knowing. When we can't find them Steven finds out that they've buggered off and left us. Any other time I would be annoyed but Chez has landed me in the perfect position to get what I want tonight.

So I lie and say I haven't got my keys, of course I have them in my back pocket but Steven doesn't need to know that. We're walking side by side along the road back to his place, I can feel the heat radiating off of him, I look at him and smile, he really doesn't know how gorgeous he is.

He makes me feel as if I'm ten years younger, I can tell he's a free spirit already, that he's stubborn. I get shook out my thoughts by him bashing into me again so I wrap my arms around his waist.

He's laughing to himself and I can tell he's drunk but then he looks up at me and swallows hard and I watch the movement of his Adams apple. I wonder what it would be like to run my tongue over it.

I look back up at his bright blue eyes and now he's got a serious look on his face, I can see the want in his eyes and I wonder if my eyes are portraying the same.

He opens his mouth to speak "Brend.." but he doesn't get the chance to finish before my lips are on his. Using my tongue to part his lips, I moan deep in my throat as I get the first taste of him.

Our tongues are rubbing against each other and were both as desperate, his hands roaming my back while my hands are squeezing his arse. Steven definitely has the nicest bum I've felt or seen, perfect size and shape. Ten out of ten.

We pull apart and he looks up at me through his long lashes biting his bottom lip, I lift my thumb to his lip and he realises it as I move my finger around his full lips, tracing the shape of them. When did I get so touchy feely outside the bedroom? I don't know.

He nudges me while he grins, "Right come on I'm freezin."

We walk side by side in silence. A comfortable silence though and I don't know why but I sling my arm around him, this is the drink must be the drink.

He looks at me and smirks but doesn't pull away, he sort of leans into the touch. We get to his house and he unlocks the door. Pointing to what I assume is his living room.

"Ya can go sit in there, want a drink?" He offers

"Eh yeah whatever." I reply because for some reason now that I'm in his house I feel nervous to make the next move and I don't do nerves. Ever.

He comes in with two beers and hands me one then sits beside me and kicks his shoes off. We chat about random things for the next hour while drinking more beer and he tells me about his kids, Leah and Lucas and I tell him about Declan and Padraig. It feels comfortable talking about these things.

Feels like I'm catching up with an old friend and not someone I barely know but then something changes the room seems to get hotter and we seem to get closer then the next thing I know Stevens kissing me this time. I roll him over so he's on his back and I'm lying on top of him, not breaking the kiss.

I can feel my dick growing harder and harder and usually I would feel embarrassed but I know the boys in the same state as me. We start grinding into each other and I feel like a teenager all over again but then I remember when I was fooling around with Lynsey's brother and it didn't feel as good at this.

It must be the drink, the next thing I feel is Steven's legs wrapping around my waist and he pulls away. I feel like whining from the loss of his lips but I manage to keep it to myself. He doesn't move away anyway just stares up at me, panting and I'm the same but then he whispers"Take me to bed".

It's the most seductive thing I've ever heard, and I don't even know how. I do as he says and lift him up off the couch his legs still attached to me. He gestures to what door is his bedroom and we go back to kissing again as I push him against it, I drop him on the bed and he pulls me down with him I smirk and raise an eyebrow while he undoes the buttons on my shirt, not wasting any time. I would let him rip it off but it's my favourite one, my red shirt. We strip each other out our clothes and then Steven flips us over so he's on top he gives me a filthy smirk then starts sucking down my chest leaving a wet trail with his tongue. Then he starts nibbling at my stomach. When he finally gets to my throbbing member he takes it in both hands and puts his full lips around me, licking at the head before taking me further into his mouth. I'm moaning his name over and over but I don't care.

I lift my head up to take a look at him and the sight infront of me nearly throws me over the edge. Steven with my dick in his mouth, he's peering up at me through his lashes then suddenly releases me from his mouth.

Now its my turn I roll him over and I'm lying on top of him again. I rub our groins together and Steven moans, a filthy moan. I'm biting at his lips while stroking his dick, looking at Steven you wouldn't think he would be as big as he is, Not as big as mine but somehow he feels perfect in my hand.

"Please" he whimpers and I'm glad he's begging for it proves I'm not the only one that's desperate for the other. Normally I would take my time in this position, strip him down but by bit to have him begging for more but I can't contain myself. Can't wait for it and know there will be another chance when I'll be able to take my time with him.

"Condom? Lube?" I ask, he points to the drawer at the side of the bed I lean over and reach inside. Drop them on the bed beside Steven, He rolls the condom on me and I reach for the lube, pouring a generous amount onto my fingers and rub it around his entrance before rubbing my index finger against it then pushing in, I can't wait to be inside him.

I quickly prepare Steven with my fingers and a lot of lube. All the while he's begging me to fuck him but I'm determined I'm not going to hurt him.

I push myself inside of him while kissing him, his fingers are tangled in my hair and he's tugging on it, just enough for it to hurt a bit, exactly how I like it.

When I'm balls deep in him I pull out a bit and start thrusting into him, he meets my thrusts halfway and we set a rhythm, quick but somehow intimate in a way, which is strange since I don't do intimate. He's tugging on my earlobe and I come right then, it's unexpected. Steven's cum is now on his stomach and splattered across my chest. I collapse on top of him and take a few minutes while the aftershocks of my orgasm runs through me.

I pull out of Steven and take the condom off before standing to put it in the bin beside the bedroom door. Thank Christ no one walked into the house, the bedroom door is lying wide open so I shut it and make my way back to bed. I lie down beside Steven and pull him towards me. He puts his head in the crook of my neck and I wrap my arm around him holding him tight to me. He looks up at me through heavy lidded eyes and kisses me.

The kiss isn't going anywhere, it feels right though. It has meaning and I wonder if Steven and I will go anywhere, I like him and he seems to like me, there's an attraction there. Steven's gorgeous I didn't think there would be anyone that would make me feel and think like this. I decide in the morning I'll take Steven's number and I'll ask him if he wants to go out with me but for now I'm going to go to sleep.

I kiss his forehead which is something I would've never thought about doing in the past but then cuddling afterwards has never been my thing either, "Goodnight Steven" I mutter against his forehead,

"Goodnight" he mumbles as he nuzzles back into the space between my neck and shoulder. For the first time in a long time I feel happy and content.

I don't even remember falling asleep but the next thing I know the sun is creeping through the blinds and my attention is then taken by Steven, his arm on my chest mine around him it doesn't even look as though my arm has moved the full night, he's still asleep and I take the time to have another look at him, taking in all his features. His tanned skin, long eyelashes, pointed nose, full pouty lips.

I lay there for about ten minutes before Steven starts to move then groans and frowns before opening his eyes and with seeing me a small smile plays on his lips as if he was embarrassed I grin at him before dipping my head down to give him a chaste kiss, but then Steven takes it further and straddles my lap while kissing me.

There's lots of tongues and spit used in this kiss and when he pulls away and gives me a cheeky grin I can't help but smile back, especially when I notice he's got tache rash.

"Ya sticking round for a while or headin off?" he asks, looking nervous.

"I'll stay for a while as long as I get some breakfast" I tell him with a smirk.

"Yeah, yeah I'll make ya sommat soon." He huffs falling back into the mattress,

We lie in bed for a while and I hate to say it but we're 'cuddling' I suppose. I've never done it before, apart from when I was with Eileen but I only done it then because I felt I needed to. With Steven I want too.

"This is mad this it." he says as though he was reading my thoughts but I don't know if he's thinking what I am.

"And what's that?" I reply

"Just us two, I've never really done the whole morning thing with a one night stand." he says, one night stand?

Is that what this is? Well yeah I guess it is but I don't want it to be a one off and no matter how much I don't want to admit it, I like the boy. Really like him, so fuck it it's time I take a chance.

"Yeah well I was hoping.." am I really going to say this? "that ye'd want to see me again?" and that's it rushed out my mouth and I had to force myself but I think it's worth it.

The boy looks confused "Ya want to see me again?" I nod- duh Steven catch up- "But why? I mean not that I don't want to but.. There's you then there's me. And you'd be able to get anyone, well not anyone but near enough anyone ya wanted so why would ya waste your time with me?"

Is he being serious? Has he never seem himself, he's the most perfect thing I've ever seen. And nobody has made me feel the way he does, I've never had a connection like this before especially after the first night. I feel like telling him but I bite my tongue and instead tell him,

"Well I like ye, and I'm hoping ye like me too? I'm not goin to lie, I've never done this, I've never ye know been in a gay relationship of the sorts" I pause "nobody's ever made me want to give up being single, and I'm not saying we're in a relationship but all I'm saying is we could try get to know each other."

He grins at me and thank God, I had a feeling I was going to say something wrong "yeah I'd like that.." is all he gets the chance to say before my lips are on his.

Soon afterwards Steven gives me the best blow job of my life and when I cum it ain't quietly. I return the favour obviously and after Steven finds it in him to walk he makes me breakfast in bed.

Nothing special, toast and tea. It feels important to me though.