R Y A N

A FEW DAYS later and I avoided calls or messages from the Greyson brothers like the plague. I was so incredibly embarrassed. One, for making a fool of myself because I got stupidly drunk in front of everyone, two, I saw them in a comprising position and three, I was jealous they were all over Melanie. I didn't want to have a conversation with them asking me questions about whether I saw things I shouldn't of seen. But also, I didn't know if I could look them both in the eye, not after the lustful thoughts I've been having.
   I knew they had date nights every week on a Tuesday and Friday, but was it a coincident that it just so happened that every time both of the younger Greyson men were on a "date" - it was with the same girl? Surely Melanie couldn't be the only women they've been with, they both looked too comfortable for it to be their first time with the same woman.
   Whatever I saw... whatever they are into, I had masturbated to both Nico and Nate touching me, kissing me, thrusting into me just to feed the throbbing bud between my legs every night I thought about them. It made me hot and horny every time I pictured them with Melanie between them, only I had replaced Melanie with myself.
   I'm so curious to know what it's like to be with two guys. Only I had never been with one guy, let alone two. But my curiosity peaked even more when I wondered, not what it was like to be with two men. But what was it like to be with Nicholas and Nathan Greyson.

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THIS WEEKEND Mum and Dad decided on a BBQ to start the summer and have a little celebration on my homecoming, even though my Mum was disappointed I wasn't going back to college. Sophie and Matthew were coming and Tori, Noah and Jackson would be here too - along with Mrs Greyson.
   No doubt my Mum invited the two younger Greyson men, but I knew it was Friday night and of course Friday night was date night. The one night other than Tuesday you could never reach them. The image of them both out with Melanie or even another beautiful women couldn't be erased from my mind, although I was thankful they wouldn't be here. I've never known them to cancel Tuesday or Friday date night and I can't face them just yet.
   Everybody is already here in the garden while Dad and Noah are by the grill, taking turns in cooking all the meat. All I have to do is concentrate on the desserts. That's my speciality. Mum is the cook of the family, she could make anything as long as she had the right cook book to guide her and Dad is the grill master. I on the other hand, am a baker - while Tori burned water. It was a skill she mastered since she was a kid and even though she was now in her thirties she still couldn't cook. Probably a miracle she's marrying a chef.
   I had already made a cheesecake that needed fresh strawberries on top to finish it off and I was in the middle of batch number two of cupcakes. The first batch were a dark chocolate and cherry filled cupcake with cherry sauce swirl and a cherry on top. The batch that just cooled down was going to be a cookie and cream filling with Oreo cookie buttercream topping. Funny how I ended up making desserts for my own homecoming BBQ.

Crumbling the cookies into the buttercream I mix up the topping, carefully swirling the mixture round. I look out into the garden through the large kitchen doors and I see everyone enjoying the sun. All laughing and joking. Nice to see no one wanted to help me finish up so I can enjoy my BBQ too.

"Rude," I think as I roll my eyes to everyone outside.

Mrs Greyson, Tori and Mum are sitting round the table with glasses of wine in hand. Tori has already started to organise the wedding, so no doubt they are discussing flowers, food, dresses, cakes - everything I tried to avoid talking about. I'm happy she's getting married, especially to someone like Noah, but I'm not the type of maid of honour to help with certain things and she knows that. I'll sort out the bachelorette party - no problem, dress fitting brunch with the bridesmaids, our Mum and Mrs Greyson, again no problem. But I sure as hell not going to be sitting there helping Tori pick out flowers or centre pieces or napkins - I'm definitely not that type of girl.
   Sophie and Jackson are sitting round the pool laughing at some story Matt is telling them, all three enjoying the sun. Sophie was suppose to be helping me with the cupcakes, however, since Jackson got here it was no surprise she left me to it. My mind drifts off, more interested in the people sitting outside and I enough though I want these cupcakes perfect and done so I could join my friends, when all of a sudden; for some strange reason I flick the spoon and buttercream went everywhere.

"Shit... shhhhhhit... fucking great Ryan, waste the bloody buttercream why don't you," I say as I try to clean up the mess I've made on the counter.

"Language princess," I hear a velvety voice say from behind me.

"No, no, no, no, no... it's Friday, your not suppose to be here!" I scream in my head.

I turn around sheepishly and see two big blue orbs glaring at me, there's a smirk plastered on Nico's face as he stalks towards me. He's wearing dark blue jeans with a black v-neck t-shirt and black boots, his hair is slicked back like normal, tied up in a man bun and he has a bunch of red roses in his hand.

"Nico? H-hey," I say, turning back around to my cupcake topping. I feel the spark of electricity hum between my legs as my body recalls the dreams and fantasies I've been having starring him and his brother, but I cross my legs, trying to push back any thoughts of them out my mind.

"Hey? Is that all I get?" He says stepping up next to me. I look down at my clothes and I'm a mess.

My leggings are covered in flour and my oversized t-shirt is now covered in buttercream. I never wore an apron while cooking because I had clothes that covered me and were way more comfortable. They weren't anything special, but it meant I didn't need an apron to cook. When I look up, he is nose to nose with me, glaring at me with a small tug on his lips.

"No hug?" He says stepping behind me, trapping me between him and the counter. I freeze, holding my breath from how close he is to me and I gulp. His head leans closer to mine, lips next to ear as he whispers, "no kiss?"

"I'm covered in flour Nico," I say looking down into the bowl. He straightens himself against me, a small chuckle radiating from his chest as he leans even closer and dips this finger in the bowl, he brings it to his lips and looks into my eyes as he sucks his finger clean of buttercream.

"Yum," he smirks.

"Get out of here," I whisper with a chuckle, shoving him out the way.

He stands close to me, completely flushed against me, but he's too close for me to remain calm and I turn back to the bowl with a blush - continuing to mix the contents while I feel his eyes penetrate me. Leaning forward he lightly pecks my cheek and then we hear someone clear their throat behind us. We both look in the direction of the door and see the grey eyed god of Nate.

"Now I'm calling them gods myself! What the hell?"

He walks in wearing black jeans, a white t-shirt with a grey hoodie unzipped and his hair is side parted, brushed to the side. Why do both these men look good enough to lick? To eat?!

"Cupcakes Ryan, stopping thinking about naughty things and finish the damn cupcakes!"

"Hey beautiful," he says as he steps up to me with a smile. He lifts his finger and aims for my face. Swiping at my skin he brings the white cream that is now on his finger, placing his finger in his mouth as my eyes widen with excitement - I watch him clean the buttercream off just like Nico did. I hear a small laugh from Nico and I turn back to my bowl, to finish the cupcakes. "Buttercream? Yum," from the corner of my eye I see him going to reach for my face again with his finger, only guessing I have more buttercream on my face then I thought. "I can lick the rest off for you if you'd like?" He smirks.

"Nate!" I can't help but blush and my cheeks burn hot.

"Get in line Nat," Nico says and my eyes dart to his as he watches me through his lashes, his head cocked to the side. There's a devilish grin on his face and my eyes widen. "I'm up first."

"Get in line? First? Did he really just say that?"

With Nate on one side and Nico never taking his eyes off of me as he circles the kitchen island to stand in front of me, I'm frozen on the spot. Willing myself to wake up.

"This has to be a dream? You've got to wake up Ryan!" I yell to myself.

"You get one side and I get the other," Nate says as he places his hands on the counter either side of me, this time Nate is the one boxing me in-between him and the counter - resting his chin on my shoulder. "Like a sandwich, only this one will taste better."

"I can do it," I say quickly grabbing the kitchen towel next to me and wiping my face as best as I can.

I want to hide under a rock, literally dig a hole and cover myself with a rock. They are both so intense, both so flirty that it's making me uncomfortable. Not because I don't want it or not like the attention from them, it was because they both equally make me nervous. Especially since I found out their little secret. I knew what they were both like. They knew I found out their secret, so now it was payback and playfully teasing me to embarrassment was clearly their plan.

"Didn't know you was baking for the party," Nate says close to my ear.

"Y-y-Yeah, baking for my own party, guess I'm the only one who can bake and not give you guys food poisoning. Unless you wanted to eat something less tasty," I laugh embarrassed as I grab another towel next to me and start rubbing my neck to get whatever else is lingering there from cooking. I feel my cheeks heat up and I know for a fact my face is bright red right now.

"I can think of something that I can guess will taste much nicer than your cupcakes beautiful," Nate whispers and I know now my cheeks are definitely on fire.

"A sample would be nice princess," Nico winks.

I look down, gulping thickly as I try my best to compose myself, but they are both making it really hard to calm down. Nate circles round me, joining his brother in front of me as I fill the piping bag with the frosting for the cupcakes sitting on a tray next to me. They quietly watch me as I pipe and swirl the frosting on the first cupcake. Then the next one and then the next one. The only sounds in the room is the squeezed bag in my hands and my hitched breathing. I feel so nervous but yet...

"I'm so turned on right now," I think, picturing them in their boxers.

"Y-you guys just gonna watch me frost these?" I say not looking at them.

"Problem?" Nate asks bending over the counter on his elbows.

"No," I say and carry on with the next cupcake.

I take a deep breath, waiting for someone to come in from the garden to rescue me, anyone out there to just help me. I don't want to be alone with them a minute longer and my stomach is doing somersaults. Not only because I can't stop picturing me between them - like Melanie was, but they can ask me any minute about Tuesday and my disappearing act and I still don't know what my answer will be. Not too mention how much I want to hide my beetroot face right now.

"We've tried calling you the last couple of days," Nico says leaning on the counter with one hand, "you've not been picking up," he places the bouquet of roses on the counter and copies Nate's actions - leaning forward on his elbows.

"Been busy with... errr Sophie, been catching up a bit," I lie... well half a lie.

"All week?" Nate asks.

"Yeah, you how it is when us girls get together," I say, a chuckle escapes my lips, but I still don't look at them.

"Naked pillow fights?" Nate says with a devilish grin. I ignore his statement and continue to pipe the other cupcakes. "Beautiful, I think we really need to talk abo-" just then Nate is cut off. Noah comes through the door from the garden and closes it behind him. Saved by the big brother.

"When did you guys get here?" Noah says looking at his brothers, confused. They both turn towards Noah and an annoyed look is plastered on both their faces, if Noah hadn't of entered when he did I still don't know how I would of answered any question about what I saw on Tuesday. If that's what they wanted to talk about.

"Now," Nate chuckles. They shake hands and hug with each other, but I don't look their way. All I wanna do is finish these damn cakes and glue myself to my friends for the rest of the night.

"These look great kid, please tell me you made cheesecake?" Noah asks raising his brow.

The only thing, apart from my sister, that made Noah happy in life was cheesecake. Actually that's a lie, it's only my strawberry cheesecake. He even has already placed an order for his birthday in a few weeks and no doubt no one will be getting a slice of that cake. I know Tori has tried my recipe, but she can never get it right so whenever he can he always makes me make him one. Or two.

"In the fridge," I smile, finishing off the last cupcake and placing it in the square plastic box to keep it fresh.

"Yes!" He says stalking towards the fridge, I drop what I'm doing to grab his arm, playfully pulling him away.

"Oh no you don't big guy, you can't eat it now, it's still gotta set," I tell him.

"When?"

"A few hours."

"Urgh."

"God sake Noah, it's just a few hours and I made you a separate one to take home too."

"You made two cheesecakes?"

"Don't say I don't look after you either, I expect your spicy seafood pasta as payment," I grin, knowing that he would pay up with my favourite dish of his.

"Of course."

"Here..." I say placing the bowl that the cheesecake was mixed in, in his hands, "lick that. It should hold you off till then," I chuckle.

"Your gonna make a man very happy one day kiddo," Noah says and kisses the top of my head. He takes his finger, swirling it around the bowl to get a good scoop of filling, I smile at him and start to wash up.

"Or two," I hear one of the brothers mumble, but I'm unsure who. I quickly wash my hands and head towards my room, it seems tonight's going to be interesting.

*word count - 2469*

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Well, well, well!
I love this part in the story, the playful banter & the chase.
It's my favourite part!

I remember writing the chapter ages ago,
(I prefer to write ahead by a few chapters, gives me time to edit if needed)
& I knew I needed some sort of filler chapter,
but I had no clue what to write... so this was the result of me writing blindly.
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