So Do You Have Trouble Drinking Orange Juice?...
Two Days Later

"Lucas Scott, you open this door right this minute!" Brooke screamed from outside.

I briefly opened my eyes and stared at the alarm clock sitting on the night stand. The neon green lights read 5:46 am. 'What the hell could she possibly want this early in the morning?' I pulled on some clothes and trudged to the door. I unlocked the deadbolt and saw a very angry Brooke Davis staring back at me. She leaned back and put most her weight on her back foot as she impatiently tapped her front one. Her hands were crossed in front of her and her sultry brown eyes were fixed on me.

"Brooke Davis, to what do I owe this pleasure?"

"Don't play cute with me. Why aren't you answering my calls? Why didn't you tell me? Don't you dare smile, this is not funny." She yelled.

"Brooke, why don't you come in? We can work everything out."

"Fine, but don't try to worm your way out of this by being cute, 'cause it won't work. I know you too well." She said as she sat on the couch. I closed the door and sat on the adjoining chair.

"So what's up Cheery?"

"Why aren't you answering my calls?"

"Sorry, I've been a little busy. I've been taking care of Nathan and James."

"Okay. Why didn't you tell me about Haley?"

"I found out two days ago. I found out after she was dead. I never got to see her in the hospital. I never got to say goodbye to my best friend. So for that we are in the same boat."

"Okay so as far as excuses go, your's are rock solid. Sorry for being such a b-"

"It's okay Brooke. We've all got some things we needed to get off our chest." I said raising my eyebrows, hinting that there was more.

"Lucas Eugene Scott, spill."

"What?" I asked coyly.

"I know that look. Tell me before I get physical." She said raising a clenched fist.

"Okay, okay. Umm…well…."

"Ohmigod. I already know you're gay. Jeez, you'd think you have a bigger set of hypothetical balls to go with the giant one in your pants."

"Well, well. I thought I heard Brooke Davis."

"Well, well a scantily clad Nathan Scott."

"Morning." I said as Brooke turned her gaze to Nathan.

"So is this the…uh…thing you needed to tell me?" She said as she turned her gaze to me.

"I guess we could add this to that." I replied.

"So, do you have trouble drinking orange juice in the morning?"

"Brooke," I quickly turned my gaze to Brooke, knowing full well where she was going with this.

"What?" She said replicating my coy smile from earlier.

"Yeah, I do…why?"

"Well, I had trouble swallowing Lucas too. You should try the chloroseptic spray. It numbs your throat, works wonders."

"Wow…okay Brooke. Time to go."

"No Luke, its fine. She already knows everything. And you know how her mind works."

"Yeah, Luke. You know how my…Hey. Jerk!" She retorted.

"Nathan, sweetheart. Brooke Davis, could tell you stories that would make you throw up. Sex is her area. Well it was."

"Lucas Scott, tread lightly."

"Whoa, I want to know." Nathan begged.

"It seems that my lovely friend Brooke Davis has some skeletons in her closet. Or should I say clean teens."

"Clean teens, Brooke. I thought that was in high school."

"No no no. My dear Nathan. She is the reason men aren't in Clean Teens anymore."

"Lucas Scott likes to use sex toys." She blurted out.

"Well who would've thought….Oh wait…I already knew." Nathan piped up.

"Okay, gross. I gotta go its early. But don't think for one minute that all of your skeletons are revealed Broody. One might come and bite you in the butt, literally." She said as she left our apartment.

"So she is something else." Nathan said as he slid onto the couch. His arms motioned for me to come to him. I lay on my side and placed my head in his lap. My eyes gazed up at him and saw the worry in his eyes. His normally clear blue eyes were dark and cold.

"Babe, what's wrong?"

"Should I be happy, Luke?" He said as he looked down at me.

"You mean because of Haley." I said as I sat up.

"Yeah. We separated because I was gay. Then she went and got herself killed because she came looking for me. How am I going to tell James that his mom is dead? How am I going to explain to James that daddy is dating Uncle Luke?"

"Hey, I am here every step of the way. When you're ready I will be ready."

"Luke, I am ready. I want you, all of you. Haley was my other half; it's just hard to let her go."

"Hey, I understand. She was my best friend. Now come on, let's go back to bed. We can snuggle some more." I breathed as I rubbed against his chest.

"Luke." He breathed in response to my sensual rubbing.

"Say it."

"I…"

"Say it."

"I want you." He moaned, his breathe coming in short spurt.

"How bad?" I teased as my fingers rubbed across the jean material making its way to his crotch.

"Luke, please." He moaned louder as I rubbed harder. My touches were deliberate and sensual and I could feel the effects being caused.

"Alright….I'm going back to bed." I said as I removed my hand and made my way to the bedroom.

"Lucas don't you dare." Nathan called as he chased after me.

I tried running in the room before he could catch me but he was too quick. As I was closing the door, Nathan came and pushed it open. He ran and tackled me onto the bed.

"That wasn't very nice Luke. Getting me all worked up and leaving." Nathan said as he lay on top of me.

I tried to push him off but he was too strong for me. He grabbed my hands and pulled over my head and held them there. I arched my back and rubbed myself against him. Moaning as if in ecstasy made Nathan even more ready.

"Does that feel good?" Nathan asked.

I moaned a response and he began rubbing my hardening member through my jeans with his free hand.

I stared into his blue eyes as I began to beg for him. "Nathan, give it to me. I want you so bad."

"Well you're gonna get it." He said as he unzipped his jeans and tore his shirt off. He hopped off of me and ripped his jeans off. I was already out of my jeans by this time and was working on my shirt. Nathan grabbed the shirt and ripped it off my body. It wasn't my favorite so I didn't care.

I grabbed a condom from my drawer and a bottle of lube and began prepping Nathan. I rolled onto the bed and got on all fours anticipating my first time. I assumed this was his first time as well, but I wasn't certain how he felt about it. I know that I was too wrapped up in the moment to care.

"Are you ready?" He asked kindly.

"Yeah baby, just go slow. Please."

"Absolutely" He replied as he leaned up against my back and pecked me on the cheek.

I felt the tip press against me. The size started becoming an issue as I felt him press harder. After some struggle, my body finally allowed him entrance and the pressure was overwhelming. I screamed in pain, it was all I could do.

"Luke, are you okay?" He said as he began pulling out. I motioned for him to stop and he did. The release of pressure was too much for me.

"More Nathan."

"What?" He exclaimed looking worried.

"Give me more. I want more." I ordered.

"But you're in pain."

"I said give me more. Fuck me god dammit."

He pushed more into me and this time I merely moaned. I could feel him slide in and out of me and the friction was driving me crazy.

"Na-"

"Daddy, stop hurting Unkie Luke." James cried from the doorway. I grabbed the covers and began covering myself and Nathan. Nathan decided to try and comfort his son but he fled before Nathan could get close.

Nathan stopped at the doorway. At first, I couldn't read his facial expression but I soon found it to show a deep rooted pain. He had scared his son and it tore him up inside. When he finally sat down on the bed I sat behind him and massaged his shoulders.

"He thinks I hurt you. I scared him. How could I do that?"

"Nathan, you didn't know he was there. We just have to explain that you weren't hurting me. He's probably upset. Remember the funeral is tomorrow. He will get better. Trust me."

"Do you always know what to say?"

"I try. Come on. You get in bed and I will make sure little one gets back into bed. I will be back in a few."

"I love you, Luke."

"I…Love…you…too….Nate." I said between chaste kisses.


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P.S. for that lovely person who decided to give me my first FLAME...Thank you ever so much. I have been waiting for one. Who knew it would be my 37th chapter that would get my my first. Well anyway I thoroughly enjoyed reading you flame. And I have to say that in my twisted little mind, Lucas and Nathan are together a lot.

L.Kerr