Some Kind of Wonderful

AUTHORS: Salustra and Pet

Parts: 6 - 10

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~Part: 6~

In the morning Liam wakes early and he is refreshed and happy. Something that hasn't happened in a situation like this ever. He smiles and reaches out, stroking Will's chin. His other roams down his chest, his fingers barely ghosting over his milky, white skin. He feels something blooming in his chest and it awes him and opens his eyes. He feels something, something other than lust and that is something that also has never happened ever before.

William stirs finally.  "Liam?"  he says, opening one eye sleepily.  "You been up long?"  He gropes for Liam and kisses his throat.

"Little bit-- no more than a hour though. I feel good though, how about you?"

William moans and makes an odd purring sound.  "Feel bloody marvelous.  Why didn't you wake me?  Or get out of bed?  You just been watching me sleep?"

Liam threads his fingers in Will's hair, playing with the strands. "Pretty much.  I was just watching you and thinking. Plus, I wanted to be here when you woke."

William smiles fondly up at Liam.   "Thinking?  What about?"

Liam coughs and mutters. "Stuff, you know-- guy stuff. What will I stuff my face with, do I smell stuff."

William nods, not convinced but not willing to push right now.  "I suppose we *do* have to go eat at some point."

"Yep, eat, sometime. As soon as I get up out of bed...and shower...and well stuff." Liam babbles.

"Ok, this is going to sound completely bonkers, but you smell even better in the morning.  Ok, too gay, I know.  Just forget it." William says.

Liam picks up his arm and smells it and then he looks oddly at Will. "I do? I smell better after much sweat and sex acts?"

William whimpers.  "Yeah.  I shouldn't have said anything, right?  I mean...oh, hell, just dress me in lavender 'cause I'm officially a poof."

Liam laughs and tickles Will's belly. "Shut it. You're no more a poof then me. I think you smell good now. I think you look good now. Fuck, you get out those glasses again and I may beat you in the `how gay can two previously straight boys be' contest."

William giggles.  "The glasses?  You like the glasses?"

Liam blushes. "Sorta...kinda..." Liam moans at the memory and he breathes out, "Fuck yeahhh."

William smiles.  "So...you were attracted that first day too, huh?"

Liam smiles weakly. "Guess so, huh? Just didn't want to admit it I guess. Pride and everything. But the glasses kind of forced the issue."

William smiles.  "Good to know.  I wondered what all those weird looks were.  At the time, I thought it was just you thinking what an incredible geek I was."

Liam shakes his head. "No, far from it. Kinky remember. I had visions of school boy getting taught a lesson over my ...yeah, nevermind.  So breakfast--thinking simple cereal.  What do you think?"

William nods.  "Sounds good.  No having to get dressed for that."  He grins wickedly.  He thinks for a minute.  "Schoolboy?  Getting taught a lesson?  Sounds...interesting.  Gonna have to try that later."

Liam swallows, nods, walking out quickly and downstairs where he takes out milk, bowls and several boxes of cereal.

William follows shortly after.  "Fuck.  It's even sexier than I thought."  He sighs and settles down, picking out a box of cereal and pouring it into a bowl.

Liam looks at Will, confused. "What is?"

"You walking around naked in the kitchen, in full sunlight, like that."  William says, sighing happily.

Liam blushes and then groans `cause he blushed. He sits and fills his bowl with cereal. "Thanks. But you're sexier than me-- just so you know."

"Little skinny me?"  William says.  "Ok, I'll buy beautiful, but I'm *not* buying sexy."

Liam pauses right before the spoon reaches his mouth and snorts at Will. "Will, you're lithe, muscular, and you move like a feline. You scream sex out of your pores, for fuck's sake, who are you kidding?"

"Yeah, so much so that you're the only one that noticed, apparently. Whereas you, on the other hand, King Cock, the big guy, everybody wants you and bows down at your feet, sex god.  Yeah.  I'm sexier than you.  *Not*"

"We'll agree to disagree on that one then. And sex god coming from your lips makes me want to eat my cereal off you.  Don't use that one for a few mintues, kay?" Then Liam starts to eat, his eyes twinkling.

William nods, files 'sex god' away in his list of `words to drive Liam nuts', and starts to eat.

A little while later they finish and Liam puts the dishes in the dishwasher and starts it up. "So, I'm going to shower now..." He rubs the back of his neck. "Do you...I mean...do you maybe want to.." Liam trails off.

William looks up, eyes sparkling.  "Share it with you?  Oh, fuck yes.  So very much yes."

Liam breathes a sigh of relief. "Good, ok. Come on, then." Liam heads upstairs and goes into the lavish bathroom, starting up the shower which is huge and spacious.

William follows right behind.  "So...how's this going to work, then? I wash you, you wash me? Bloody hell," he looks down, as he is hard already.  "Just like something out of a porno."

Liam laughs and opens the door. "Get in-that's first. We don't have to wash each other if you don't want."

William climbs in.  "You're bloody kidding, right?  Or are you not wanting to?"

Liam shakes his head and gets in. "Did I say that. Nooo, I did not. But you're worried about how we look and I don't want to make it worse. You can wash me if you please. I'm big, not a brute."

William chuckles.  "Bloody hell, Liam, I'm standing here with a stiffy just from the thought of us washing each other.  Yes, I want to."  He soaps up a washcloth and moves in close, starting to scrub Liam's chest.

Liam grabs a sponge and soaps it up, starting to wash Will. "Yeah I can feel tinglies too. Ok, that's a gay word. Oh well-- to hell with it. Whatever I say or do, just going to take it in stride. Whatever it looks or sounds like. Starting now."

William hmmms.  "Sounds good.  Me too, then.  Not going to worry if I sound gay."  He scrubs down Liam's arms and then starts working on his stomach.  "So...naughty bits first, last, or not at all?"

"You're an adult aren't you? Do what feels comfortable to you." Liam starts to scrubs Will's neck.

William looks, considers for a moment, and reaches around to start scrubbing Liam's lower back, working down onto his ass.

Liam's scrubbing falters a bit and he looks into Will's eyes. "Wow, that's comfortable." He grins a bit, then starts to works again, moving down his chest.

William grins.  "Ok, there's a word I could use here but you said not to use it cause it made you want to bend me over and go to town.  I *like* touching you.  And I feel...needy.  Greedy.  Like I want everything now.  That's why I keep asking you, 'cause I don't want to do too much."  He finishes with Liam's ass and moves to his legs.

"Oh I'm not complaining at all. Not a bit." Liam moves his own hand down to Will's ass now that he washed his back. "And little secret, kind of like the needy, and the greedy. I'm kind of greedy myself, possessive too-- like *a lot*."

William washes slowly down Liam's legs, enjoying the feel of his strong muscles.  "Is that why we left the party like that?"

Liam coughs. "Uhmm, yeah about that. I mean yeah, that's why but I...I'm sorry I acted like that. I don't own you, hell we aren't even dating. I haven't even had sex with you. I don't know what came over me.  I just went apeshit."

William chuckles.  "Don't apologize.  I...I kinda like it that you feel that way about me."  He finishes with Liam's legs and stands back up.  "I was thinking about you, you know...during."

Liam is momentarily confused. "Durrring what?" Then it dawns on him. "Ohhhhh ok...wow.  Ok. Your first time with anyone and you weren't even with me but you thought of me?"

"Yeah.  Kept seeing you.  Remembering you touching me.  And then she called me baby, and I remembered you calling me baby boy...and....and I came."  William's face is red now, but he wants Liam to know this.

Liam finishes washing Will.  He drops the sponge and grasps his hand, bringing him under the water with him. He leans over and kisses Will passionately as the water cascades over them.

William moans and kisses back, reaching a hand up to grasp the nape of Liam's neck.  *This could not *be* any fucking sexier,* he thinks.  *This is definitely like something from a porno.*

Liam pulls back to breathe, then goes right back to kissing Will. His hands trail down to his ass, cupping and kneading the silky, soft skin. He moans into Will's mouth, his cock twitching.

William whimpers in his throat as Liam caresses his ass.  His own cock, already hard, gets even harder.  His free hand strokes down Liam' chest and starts toying with his nipple.

Liam moans and pulls back and shuts off the shower, his eyes dilated. "Ok, all clean.....fuck...fuck...ok."

William nods, unable to speak, and steps out.  He grabs a towel for himself and hands one to Liam.  He doesn't trust himself to towel Liam off right now.  He finds his voice finally.  "I like how you smell now, too.  Damn.  Apparently I just like how you smell. Edible.  Like cinnamon."

Liam nods and wraps the towel around his waist.  He is now afraid to speak-hell, to move, but he does. He walks to his bedroom and he sits on the bed. running a hand though his hair.

William wraps a towel around his waist and comes into the bedroom too, standing against the door, looking at Liam.

Liam looks up and smiles softly. "Hey you."

"I move like a feline, really?"  William says.  "Like this?"  And he starts walking over to Liam, slow, graceful.

Liam swallows and nods slowly. "Yeah like that."

William's eyes go wide.  "Bloody hell.  I *love* being able to do something to make you look at me like that."

"I like watching it to believe me. Come here." Liam spreads his legs for Will to stand between them.

William keeps walking, ending up between Liam's legs.  He looks at him, eyes sparkling.  "What now?"

Liam takes a breath and releases the towel around Will's waist and lets it drop. "Don't know.  Thinking it up as I go." He brings his mouth forward and he starts to lick the water droplets up in long stripes on Will's stomach.

William moans and threads his hands in Liam's wet hair.  "Fuuuuuuck."

Liam purrs as well unbeknownst to him when he hears Will moan that. He moves his mouth lower now, licking up the crease in his hip bone.

William shivers.  "Oh.  Oh.  Damn, that's sexy."

Liam keeps making the sounds and he licks over to Will's cock now and he places tiny breathy kisses on the head.

William groans then, and arches his neck back.  "Yes.  Yes.  Oh. Oh.  Fuck."  Each word is groaned out as the kisses land.

Liam runs his nose up the length of Will's cock, then back down and on the way back up he nestles his nose into the smooth hairless pubic bone and he breathes in, his fingers digging into Will's ass. His purrs turn to desperate needy little panting moans.

William looks down.  "Fuck.  Liam.  I...I...I want you so much."

Liam laughs softly and looks up at Will. "You're telling me. Fuck Will...fuck...I want you, I want you so fucking bad but I don't know how to do this. I have no idea."

"Well..." William blushes red.  "I...I've read some... some gay sex novels, okay?  I was curious.  So... theoretically, I know how they say you're supposed to do it. Oh, bloody fuck this is embarrassing."

Liam looks at the television and says softly as if he doesn't want it to hear. "We always have that."

"You mean...watch the male pornos?  Yeah.  I guess that'd be a good way to see."  William is shaking a bit.  "Damn.  I just sodding want this so much."

Liam nods. "I do too, fuck I do. So do we want to? I mean we don't have to. I just...It's just a idea."

William nods.  "Let's do it.  Let's watch."  He climbs onto the bed and sits next to Liam.

Liam nods takes a breathe and turns on the t.v. then he switches it to the channel. Right now there are two girls as there was the first time. Liam leans back. "Five minutes and this show's over. Let's wait it out-- see what's next."

William nods.  "Yeah."  He leans over and puts his head on Liam's shoulder and threads his fingers with Liam's.

Liam squeezes, watches for two minutes, and he chuckles.

William looks over.  "What's so funny?"

Liam still laughing, looks at Will. "I'm not turned on by the girls at all."

"No?"  says William.  "Not at all?"

Liam shakes his head. "Not a bit..I'm serious and you?"

William shakes his head.  "No.  Not sure I ever was, really. I'm...I'm beginning to wonder if I just liked girls because I was supposed to.  I mean, they're pretty and soft.  But when I was finally naked with a woman...all I could picture was your muscular body.  I...think...I've always been gay, Liam.  Does that freak you out?"

Liam looks at Will like he's crazy. "I sucked your cock and I'm still here. If I was freaked...after I had done that I would've beat the shit out of you and kicked you out of my house-- trust me. No, it doesn't freak me out Will."

William nods, letting out a long shaky breath.  "Good.  I was worried when I said that you'd think I was trying something from the first."

Liam shakes his head. "No, you didn't make me feel this. I felt this before you even knew for sure what you did." He turns back as the show ends. "Ok, lets see what we get, huh?"

William nods, and then two men appear on the screen, one older, one younger.  The older man starts talking dirty to the younger man, stroking him, kissing him, feeling him up, and then starting to undress him.

Liam swallows. "Ok, I can do that. That's not hard."

Then the older man undresses as the young man lays down on his back on the bed.  The older man takes some lube from the bedside table and applies it to a finger, and starts working the finger into the younger man's pucker, slowly pushing the finger in.  William moans and clutches Liam's hand harder.

Liam squeezes back then proceeds to get more engrossed.  When the man works that finger for a bit then slides another inside, he whispers, "Oh fuck." Then he moans and whispers again a few minutes later when a third goes in, "Oh fucking hell."

William nods.  "You said it.  And see how he bucks when he pushes it in just enough?  What the bloody hell is that?"

Liam shrugs and then moans when the younger one bucks up harder crying out to be fucked, begging. "I'm not sure, but that is intense."

Then the older man removes the fingers and starts sinking his cock in.  The younger man cries out in pain initially, but then starts moaning in pleasure, and bucking again when the older man sinks in deeper.  William is intensely hard, watching this, thinking about it happening to him.  "Fuck.  I mean...fuck.  Hey...I think I know what is causing that reaction.  From the...gay porn I read.  The prostate.  In the gay porn it always drives them nuts when it's touched."

Liam looks at Will now. "Something inside then?"

"Yeah."  William nods.  "Not sure exactly where, or how far up...but inside."  He looks over at Liam.  "You...you think you can do it?"

Liam squeaks. "What? Find the something or fuck you?"

"Fuck me."  William says.

Liam nods slowly and he reaches up and turns off the t.v. "Yeah, I can. I..I don't have any...there's no reason. I have body oil and lotion, though."

William nods.  "Good. Good."  He is nervous and excited.  "So...what do you...how do you want me to be?"

"How do you want to be, Will? It's your-- and pardon my frankness-- it's your ass. Christ. I mean, how will you be comfortable?"

Will nods and laughs nervously.  "Ok.  I...I think I want to be like the guy on the porno.  On my back.  So I can see you."  He leans over and kisses Liam passionately and hungry.  "I want you so much, but this is so scary.  I'm glad it's you."

Liam laughs shakily and whispers. "I'm massive, you said so-- and you're glad it's me who will like tear you apart.  Are you a pain junkie?"

"I'm glad it's somebody I care about," William whispers, barely able to voice the words, "for my first time."

Liam stops laughing and whispers, "Oh, yeah...sorry...sorry."

William strokes his face.  "No, don't be sorry."  He kisses him again, a kiss full of longing, and clings to him.  Then he lets go, breathing, laying on the bed, spreading his legs.  "I'm ready."

Liam looks at the sight and he starts to hyperventilate, but he closes his eyes and he opens them slowly, taking calming breaths, moving off the bed, opening a cabinet, getting out a bottle of body oil and coming back to the bed. He gestures to a pillow. "Hand me that.  If I lift you up, might make it easier."  William grabs the pillow and hands it over to Liam.  Liam takes the pillow and gestures. "Lift up for me."  William lifts his ass up off the bed.  "Like this?"  Liam gurgles out, "Yeahhh." Then he slides the pillow under Will's hips. His hands shake now and he tries to catch his breath at what that sight presents. "Fucccckkk meee."

William keeps trying to breathe normally but his heart is pounding hard.  "Does it...Do I...oh fuck.  I can't even talk anymore.  I'm so fucking nervous.  Me...propped up like this...that turns you on?"

Liam nods firmly. "God fuck yes." He shakily opens the bottle of body oil, spills some onto his fingers, closes the bottle haphazardly, and he scoots forward, whispering out shakily. "Spread your legs for me...a little more pleasseee."

William spreads his legs, his excitement growing by the second, overcoming his nervousness.  "Ohhhh.  Liam.  This is really going to happen, isn't it?"

Liam brings up his slicked hand and he runs it up Will's thigh. "Feels like it...looks like it...want it to. Are you ok?"

William nods.  "Yeah.  Just...I want this so much.  It's hard to believe it's really going to happen.  I want you, Liam, I want you soooo much."

Liam scoots closer still, and his hand drifts down the crease of Spike's ass until he reaches the indentation, and he shudders as his finger traces around the hole. "Shiitttt...ok, ok. Relax, I guess. I mean, if you tense it will hurt worse I imagine.  So try, try to relax."

William relaxes...or tries to, as best he can, given how excited he is, and the fact that Liam's finger is at this moment circling around his hole.  "Just like the porno," he mutters to himself.  "It's gonna feel good."

Liam closes his eyes, takes a breath, then opens them and starts to push his finger forward. It takes a second, but then the muscle pops around his finger and starts to swallow his finger bit by bit as he pushes gently. Liam breathes out, "Oh God."

William writhes a bit on the bed and clutches the sheets with his fingers.  "You said it.  Fuck.  It feels...it feels good."

Liam, spurred on by this, pushes a bit more until his finger is seated, and just like on the show he starts to move his finger back and forth slowly. "Tell me if I hurt you, I don't want to hurt you."

"No, it's good.  But it looks like from the porno it's gonna hurt some sometime.  And from all the stuff I read.  The first time, especially.  I'm ready for that, okay.  I want it too much, I don't care if it's gonna hurt."

Liam nods, but is wary-- he really doesn't want to hurt Will. He keeps thrusting until the muscles loosen and he slicks up his fingers again and pushes a second one to the hole. "Number two, Will, ok?"

Will nods. "Yes.  C'mon.  I'm ready."  He is getting more relaxed now, the pleasure coming through, making it easier to proceed.

Liam nods and pushes the second finger inside with the first and he starts to work it inside Will. "Still ok?"

William moans deeply.  "Ohhhhhh fuck Liam it feels so good. Like...like heaven.  Please, yes, more."

Liam nods and thrusts the two fingers inside until the muscles again loosen.  He slicks up his fingers again and pushes the third against Will's hole, this time looking into his eyes for a answer.  Will nods, his eyes dilated with pleasure, his breathing erratic.

Liam nods as well and pushes the third finger inside. He pushes and pulls back until he sinks deeper and deeper. He, out of curiousity for this place inside that brings pleasure, crooks his fingers and they brush over a tiny bump-like nub inside Will.

William arches off the bed.  "OH! FUCK! LIAM!"  and then drops back.  "That was the spot."

Liam fights to keep his composure and he nods. "Yeah, yeah...oh fuck that was hot...that was so hot.." He presses his fingers up now and he pushes them into the nub.

William cries out again.  "Fuck, Liam, god, Ohgod, fuck!"  He manages to stay in place but he quivers and writhes.

Liam pants, "Does it feel that good?"

William nods, eyes glazed.  "Yesssss. Oh fuck yessss."

"How good?"

"Like cumming.  Almost that good."  William says.

Liam nods and he keeps pumping and then he twists his fingers as he pumps, every once in a while grazing over the nub.

Each time he hits the nub, William cries out.   After a few times of this, he gasps, "The guys on the pornos...*so* not faking those noises."

Liam says, his voice nearly cracking, "No, no don't think they are. Will...Will I think I am having a very desperate need to move forward here. Are you, I mean are you?"

William nods furiously.  "Oh yes ohgod yes please."  He is really scared but he also wants this so much, and he refuses to let Liam see the fear.

Liam pulls his fingers out slowly. Then he climbs over Will. He kisses him softly, then he reaches down and grasps his cock and brings it to Will's hole, and he whispers as he lines up, "Ready?"

"Ready," William whispers back. He wraps his arms around Liam's neck and looks into his eyes.

Liam nods, takes a breath, then he ever so gently starts to push against Will's hole. It seems like a lifetime, but it's only a mere couple seconds, working from the stretching and the oil, and Liam's cock pushes through the ring of muscle. And as soon as Liam is through and he starts to sink ever so slowly with his pushing, his eyes dilate, and he hisses low, his breathing becoming erratic more and more.

William cries out in pain as Liam pushes through the ring of muscle, his whole body arching hard into Liam, and then he tries to relax, panting, as Liam's massive cock slowly invades him.  There is pleasure mixed with the pain but William is being stretched much more than with the fingers and he has to slowly adjust.   He gives little cries and whimpers and keens as Liam continues to push.

Liam threads his fingers with Will's. "Need me to stop, want me to stop?"

William gasps.  "No.  No.  No.  Want this too much.  Just...just have to get used to it.  So big.  Sooooo fucking big.  It hurts and it's good all at the same time.  Supposed to get better when I get used to it...all the dirty books say so."

Liam smiles and chuckles. "Well, let's see then." And Liam starts pushing again.  He keeps his eyes locked with Will's. "God...fucking god...feels good I want you to know that. Feels so fucking good. I haven't even sank all the fucking way down and it's better than any fucking sex I've ever had Will."

William moans.  "So glad.  Want it...want it to be good for you." Liam pushes in far enough to hit the prostate and William arches again.  This is much more intense that with the fingers because it keeps pushing, no release, no taking away, and the pleasure is soooo intense.  He clings hard to Liam.  "Oh Oh ohgod ohgod ohgod ohgod fuck fuck fuck!"

Liam stops, thinking the worst. "I hurt you!  Oh god Will, I'm sorry."

"No. No.  It's the spot again.  Soooo much better.  God.  Can't breathe.  Fuck keep moving please ohgod please."

Liam flexes his fingers, kisses Will again, and starts to move again once finally seated. He stills only to calm himself. Then he slowly pulls back, his breathing again growing ragged.

"It's good.  Oh, Liam, all the pain going away, and it feels so bloody fucking marvelous.  I can feel you, moving in me.  So good." William moans, still clinging tightly to Liam.

Liam shudders and his fingers tighten more and he pushes back in a tiny bit faster. "Fuccckkk, god, you're so tight so damn tight...oh god Will."

William whimpers and gasps and mewls, kissing and nuzzling into Liam's neck, pushing back, finally, wanting him back inside more quickly and deeper.

Liam moans loud. "GOD...oh GOD.....oh Will, oh baby...do that again please do that again."

William nods and pushes back again, pushing against Liam's massive cock.  He cries out, feeling it slide deeper into him.

Liam lets go of one of Will's hands to slam it down into the bed and he keens and shudders. "Oh fuck yeah, yeah oh god...feeling another need now..oh fucking god.."

"What?  Tell me, Liam,"  William says.  "I want to please you."

Liam shakes his head and keeps moving slow and gently while gathering the blanket in his fist tightly.  "It's ok...it's ok...I just...I just...oh shit...oh shit...shhh it doesn't matter."

"No.  *Tell* me."  William's tone is insistent.

Liam groans and looks into Will's eyes, letting him see the desire there. "You know that deliverance thing, the rip and tear asunder thing. Well, feeling a need to do that. Only without the really twisted rape concept and I need to shut up." Liam takes a breath and tries again. "I just want to be deeper and I want to be there faster and harder. God, I want you so much-- it's becoming hard to be good is all, Will."

William thinks a moment, only a moment, then answers.  "Don't be good.  Go ahead.  Take me.  You've been so good, so gentle...and I want you to feel good to.  Please."

"I don't want to hurt you-- I just want to consume you.  God I just want you to suck me so far I drown in you."

"Come on, Liam.  Do it.  Please."  He thinks for a moment and he knows how to make him.  "Make me your *whore*," he whispers as sexily as he can manage.

Liam's eyes dilate, turning black with molten desire.  He whispers, "That was evil, Will." Then he brings his hand back, rethreading it with Will's, and then he brings both of them above Will's head, watching as he arches more and more with the stretching. Once he is satisfied, he pulls his hips back. "Say it again."

William gets even harder than he ever imagined he could when Liam holds his hands above his head.  He'll have to tell him later.  Right now, he just repeats, a little louder, "Make me your *whore*."

Liam has to close his eyes for a moment that time and when they open he says only* "Ok." Then he pushes back in hard and fast, then pulls back and repeats over and over, his face laden with extreme pleasure.

For the first several strokes William almost regrets his decision as Liam's massive cock batters him.  But then he learns the rhythm, relaxes, rides it, and the pleasure is back again, only stronger.  He keens and moans and his whole body trembles.

Liam looks deep into Will's eyes. "Good?"

William's eyes stare back, heavily dilated, into Liam's black ones.  "Yes.  Bloody buggering fuck yes.  Good."

Liam moans and moves his body a bit up Will's, pushing back a bit further as he does, and he goes deeper still and his eyes roll back. "Ooooohhhh fuck Willll."

William cries out then.  "FUCK!"  Then, with agony in his voice, "Can't last much longer, Liam.  Gonna cum, fuck gonna cum!"

Liam nods frantically. "Me too god me too cum with me same time, same timmmeeeee..now now...god fuck noww Will." And Liam cums screaming wordlessly.

At the same moment William cums, hard, splattering across their bellies, "LIIIIIIIIIAAAAAAMMMMM!!!"

Liam cums again at that, and he drops unceremoniously on top of Will, panting, and sweat trickling down his body onto Will.

Will enjoys the sensation for a moment and then squirms, finally having to gasp out, "Liam...can't breathe."

Liam coughs, then sits up, pulling out slowly, groaning hard at the loss, and then he rolls over onto his back and pants, looking up at the ceiling.

William rolls over onto his side and rests his head on Liam's chest.  "That was....that was...so much more than I could have ever expected."

Liam throws an arm around Will. "That was fucking the best sex ever is what that was. I can't even...I don't know where. I can't even describe...fuck Will, it was good."

William smiles and sighs happily.  "So glad.  I was getting so much...so much...I hoped it was good for you too."

"It was more than good, Will.  It was beyond good, it was beyond great, it was unbelievable."

William closes his eyes and hums.  "Our first time.  Do you think it will get better or worse as we actually figure out what the bloody hell we are doing?"

"I think as long as we keep going as we just did we will be fine and you shouldn't worry so much. I'm not, `cause if I was it would sound like this..." Liam jumps up on the bed and pushes in his cheeks, mock screaming, "I fucked a guy...oh god...oh god I'm dirty and wrong...I'm going to burn in hell...god will smite me...oh god."

William giggles.  "No.  I meant the *sex*.  Do you think it will get better or worse?  I mean, really, hadn't had a coherent thought about anything other than sex for quite some time now."

Liam lets his cheeks go and he sits on the bed. "Don't know...I want to do good, be good for you. I'm willing here, really willing to give it as much as a go as I can. But you, you don't have to worry about you."

William's eyes widen.  "What makes you say that?  I didn't do much of anything, really."

Liam looks at Will, and he moans in memory. "Oh no, you did-- trust me you so did, and do, and will do as long your around me. You don't even know-- I can't even describe-- I'm serious."

Will nods, slowly.  "Ok.  I'll take your word for it. So... I guess we need to get some lube, huh?"

Liam nods. "We do. And we could maybe go to the store or I can...and get some...do it right next time. Should've been more prepared."

"Or I could go.  Probably better if we don't go together to do it." William grins.  "Probably would look a *little* gay."

Liam chuckles. "Guess, do you want to? I mean it wouldn't embarrass you?"

"I don't mind.   I mean, lots of guys use it to masturbate and stuff."  William blushes, sheepish.

Liam rubs Will's cheek. "I love when you do that. Blush and look so innocent-- it turns me on like you wouldn't believe. But you can go then. Want to drive my Viper?"

William's eyes practically bug out of his head.  "You'd let me drive the Viper?"

Liam nods reaches over and grabs the keys on the bedside table, picking them up jingling them. "For a price yeah."

William raises an eyebrow and grins wickedly.  "What price?"

"Nothing major-- just a kiss." Liam says with a smile.

William moves over.  "Sounds simple enough."  He moves over to Liam and moves his face close to Liam's.  "Ready."

Liam hums and presses his lips against Will's, kissing him softly and slowly. He keeps this up for five minutes, breathing every now and again when he pulls back to change angles of the kiss. Then he pulls back, grins, and tosses the keys to Will. "Be careful, need money?"

William's is breathing heavy now, his eyes dilated.  "No, fine there.  Wow....I mean....wow."  He gets up on shaky legs and heads out of the room.  He comes back a short time later with a paper bag.

"That was *so* incredible.  It purrs at you.  Wow.  And I got like the biggest tube they had.  I got a poor pathetic loser look from the cashier but big deal."

Liam is on the bed reading a book naked, and he smiles. "Yeah she is a purrer. She give you the crotch hum treatment?"

William nods.  "Yeah.  Has 'she' got a name?"

"Silla.....saw it in a book she is red like ruby red lipstick reminded me of a girl from a book named Silla who was really religious and had visions. Her family kicked her out said she was evil so she joined a can-can and danced  till she killed herself, lonely and alone. It's tragic but I wanted black and they ran out so tragic was my feeling at the time. Love her now though."

William nods.  "Silla.  I'll remember, so I can talk to her.  Cars like to be talked to.  And she was really nice."  William sighs.

Liam shuts his book and sets it on the bedside table. "They do and she will like when you talk to her since your voice is like honey and sex. I know I like it. But I knew she would be nice to you. I'm her Daddy you can be her Prince."

William climbs onto the bed.  He straddles Liam's lap and strokes his face.  "Has anyone ever told you that you are the most wonderful person ever?"

Liam smiles and puts his arms around Will's waist. "No, usually I'm a bastard or a really cool guy."

"Well you are.  The.  Most.  Wonderful.  Person. Ever."  William says, punctuating each word with a kiss.

Liam chuckles. "I think it's you. You make me this wonderful. Bring out the best in me. Ever since my...my Mother I can't remember being this happy. And we haven't been together that long."

William closes his eyes and rests his forehead against Liam's.  "A whole month.  We have a whole month alone together."

~Part: 7~

William closes his eyes and rests his forehead against Liam's.  "A whole month.  We have a whole month alone together."

"Yes we do. Want to do more than fuck in this house though. I want to take you places, do things with you. Take you somewhere nice and expensive."

William's eyes glow.  "Out--in public?  You'd risk that with me?" His voice is almost rapturous.

"There are places we can go...and I don't mind driving a hour or two into the gay districts to be with you in public.  Show you off. See how many people I can make jealous-- I love that shit, if you didn't know." Liam says.

William chuckles and blushes at the same time.  "Me.  Make people jealous.  Completely new concept to me but yeah.  I'd love to."  He thinks for a minute.  "Aren't we going to need fake i.d.'s to get into clubs?"

Liam chuckles and opens a drawers and takes out his. "I got mine and I'll call Gunn tomorrow and ask him to do yours.  He is a true city boy. Had to do a lot of shit, most of which he still won't admit to even me."

William nods.  "That's interesting.  And handy."  William thinks for a while, and smiles.  "So am I your kept boy now?"

Liam freezes and asks simply, "Do you want to be?"

William moans and then smiles wickedly.  "I don't know.  What all is involved in being your kept boy?"

Liam swallows. "Are we playing a game that will end once my cork pops or are you asking me seriously?"

William blushes.  "I...I...I wanna know.  Really."

"Well, you're kept, baby. I buy anything you need. I supply it everything from socks to cars. I take care of you. In every way you need taken care of. You're mine mind, body and soul. It's the nicest form of basically being property. It's kinky and it's dirty and it's hot to me. Yes, I know, but that's it in a nutshell."

William breathes raggedly.  "You'd like it, wouldn't you?  If... if I thought that sounded good to me?  Being yours?"  His jeans are straining with his erection against Liam's lap as he sits straddled on him.

Liam chuckles and his breath strains. He strokes his fingers inward toward Will's cock and he takes a breath and whispers, "Oh, fuck yeah.  I can't even lie. Will if you told me yeah I think I would have to fuck you into the mattress. God, that is so disturbed but I just...I can't lie to you...it's so fucked up but I can't."

William nods.  "Liam.  I'm... damn this is so kinky.  But I want to. Nothing has ever sounded so fucking right and hot at the same time."

Liam whimpers. "Have I told you lately how you're evil?"

William grins.  "No."  Then he looks a little concerned.  "Is it too much?  Do you... think less of me 'cause I bloody well want to do this?"

Liam shakes his head firmly and starts to take off Will's shirt. "No. baby, no fuck no. I just...I just can't believe you want to. I just don't understand. I only said evil `cause you let me get away with it and you encourage me. I'm a very bad boy Will and you keep letting me do this stuff. It's major-- this kept boy stuff-- you know that, right?"

William nods again.  "Yeah.  But I keep getting flashes.  You showing me off.  You wanting to take me nice places.  You... hell Liam you're bloody well in charge now.  The idea of giving you all the power just makes me melt inside. I...I want it so bad.  I can taste it."

Liam cracks then like the proverbial cork he talked about earlier. He flips Will to the bed rips the shirt off and then the pants. He grabs the lube, starting to prepare Will. "God fuck Will. Can we start now? Can we?"

"Yes.  Oh fuck yes, Liam, we can start right now," William says, his cock throbbing hard.

"FUCK...god yessss," Liam screams, removing his fingers and he thrusts home into Will and his neck arches back. "FUCCCKKK."

William whimpers and cries out, pushing back against Liam.  This is so different, hard and fast and oh-so-good.

Liam spreads Will's legs wide and pants out. "Hold your legs like this for me baby-- just like this, please, for me."

William nods.  "Yes, Liam.  Whatever you want."  He trembles just saying those words.

Once Will has his legs, Liam moves down the side of the bed and drags Will down with him till they are close to the edge. Then he rears over him and puts his arms on each side of his head.

"Are you sure you want to do this? I won't be mad if you don't , if you're scared."

William  shakes his head.  "Not scared.  I've never been so fucking turned on in my whole damn life."

"All right...here we go." And Liam starts to move now, hard and fast, his position alone should make him go deeper but with Will holding his legs like this open and wide like, "My pretty whore look at you, so pretty," like a beautiful whore, he goes even deeper. And Liam moves as if he is trying to make the possession complete, his face rapturous and needy.  "Tell me, Will, tell me you are."

William gasps.  "I am your pretty whore, all yours."  He groans as Liam pushes harder and deeper in him and he pushes back as much as the spread position allows.

Liam keens and looks deep into Wills eyes. "You're mine, all mine...tell me Will."

William nods and moans long and loud.  "I'm yours, Liam.  All yours. Only yours."  His crystal blue eyes lock with Liam's chocolate brown ones, and it is electric between them.

Liam pumps harder still, like a man possessed. He strokes Will's face. "You're so beautiful...god you're so beautiful, your face, your voice, your body, your soul, god the things you give...so, so fucking beautiful. God, your mine...so mine. My beautiful boy."

William cries out, "Your beautiful boy!  Oh, fuck, Liam, please.  So close.  Can't hold out.  Those words.  Your voice.  Your cock. Please."

Liam grips Will's cock and whispers, "Cum with me, Will, cum with me."

They both cum together, hard and fast, William on their stomachs and Liam into Will.  They cry, as one, as they are both catapulted into bliss even more than the first time.

Liam lets himself slide backwards and out of Will then he slithers as if he has no muscle control to the floor where he pants and shivers from the sheer intensity of it.

William lies where he is, boneless, unable to move, breathing slow and deep.  "Fuuuuuuuck.  Liam.  Oh yes.  I...I have to be yours.  No other way to do it."

Liam squeaks, "Done. You're mine. Would you like to seal the deal?"

William nods furiously.  "Yes.  Yes.  How do you want to do it?"

Liam crawls on to the bed, throws the lube to Will, lays on his stomach facing the bottom of the bed and he slowly raises one thigh and whispers, "Like this. Fuck me Will."

William's eyes bug out.  "You...you really want me to?  I mean...you're the big football jock and everything."  Even as he talks, he starts to move, his cock hardening.

Liam laughs. "Illusion shattered a bit when I fucked a man, baby. Not such a typical jock any more now, am I? I can be whatever type of jock I want now, can't I? And I want to be a jock who happens to like to be fucked by a man. But I'll never know for sure until you show me. So show me Will, please."

William moans.  His voice is shaky, his breath ragged.  "O-o-okay. I...I don't know how you were so calm."  He lubes up a finger and moves it to Liam's pucker, working it around the outside, and then slowly, ever so slowly in.  "Is this good?"

Liam jumps only momentarily, then he starts to breathe calming breaths. "Yes, Will. Yes, keep going. Just gotta get used to it, that's all...keep going."

William looks at Liam in front of him.  "Oh, fuck, Liam.  You...fuck your ass is so sexy. And there's this..."  He reaches out with his other hand and caresses the spot where the top of Liam's ass joins his lower back. "This dip.  Fuck.  Too sexy for words.  And I can see your tattoo." He keeps working the finger in, and then slowly thrusting it in and out.

Liam starts to pant and he already feels the need to beg for something he has never felt. "Oh god Will...oh god...keep talking to me, please keep talking."

William reaches out and hand and touches Liam's ass, slowly stroking his asscheeks.  "The skin...it's soft, and warm, and ohhhh I fucking love touching it.  God, Liam, how can...how can your ass be so fucking hot?"  He lubes up another finger.  "Are you ready for the second one, Liam? Ohhh....fuck.  The way the muscles in your back move.  Damn."

Liam nods. "Yes, now, please yes...god three even, just please, Will, please."

William nods, slipping in the second finger as he lubes the third one, slipping that one in as well.  He is stretching now, and pushing and probing trying to find...ah, there it is.  He pushes down on the nub of flesh inside.

Liam screams as his ass bucks back onto Will's fingers. "OH MY FUCKING GOD!!"

William moans as Liam pushes back on his fingers.  "Yeah.  Now you know."  He pushes again, and again.

Liam grabs the sheets and gasps, "God, god...Will god, baby goddddd."

William groans.  "Oh, fuck, Liam...I want to, now.  Do you think you're ready?"

Liam grits out, "Fuck yes, yes now, now, now."

William pulls out his fingers and lines up, pushing against Liam's hole.  He can feel the tight ring of muscle and knows he's causing Liam pain but he remembers the pleasure after so he keeps pushing. Finally he presses through and is in, sinking inch by inch into Liam's well-lubed channel.

Liam hisses, but he keeps breathing and relaxing his body, his voice cracking. "Willll...oooh Willl."

"It'll get better, I promise, Liam.  Just ride it out.  I promise." He pushes in deeper, and deeper, finally reaching the prostate again.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh fuck meeeeeeeeee." Liam shudders and moans out in awe.

William whimpers, remembering the sensation as it hit him, and then he pushes in and is fully seated.  Then, he starts pulling and pushing, in and out.

Liam starts to rub his head back and forth on the bed below him, muttering his pleasure and digging his fingernails into the sheets.

William sees this.  "Liam, it's good now?  You can feel it, the pleasure now?"

Liam whispers, "Yes."

William groans.  "I *knew* it.  I'm doing it wrong or something."

Liam moans, spitting it out now,  "God fuck no, no, Will, please don't you dare stop. Want it, god I fucking what you...I feel it, Will, I feel the pleasure. God, it's long and it's fucking invading me but I feel it, feel you and I swear if you take it away I'll beat the shit out of you-- now move."

William sighs in relief and starts moving, harder, faster.  "Oh, fuck, Liam, so good, so tight...Never imagined it would feel so good."

All Liam can do is nod frantically, breathing hard and fast, as he bucks back, craving more.

William keeps pumping, pushing harder, wanting to give Liam more.  He leans over Liam's back and is face to face with the tattoo. Fascinated, he darts out his tongue, licking it.

Liam keens desperately* "Willllll........"

William reaches around and grabs Liam's cock, pumping it.  "Is this what you want?"  He asks, unsure of what Liam was so desperate for.

Liam whimpers now with his desperate keens. "FUCK...oh god that's good too...but the licking, fuck, the licking...don't stop the licking...oh god please lick it again."

William takes his tongue now and starts licking, in little kitten licks, on the tattoo.  "Like this?" he asks.

Liam screams wordlessly into the pillow and he can only buck back hard against Will and nod.

William keeps licking, enjoying the taste of Liam's skin, and tracing the tattoo with his tongue, as he continues to piston in and out and slowly stroke Liam's cock.  He is in heaven.

Liam reaches back holding Will to him as he bucks faster still, it's like he can't get enough, that he needs it harder, faster and more...funny really how sex is like real life.

"Will, oh you feel...oh god it's going to sound so..." He trails off when he shudders and moans.

"Gay?  I think we're past worrying about that."  William says, groaning as he strains to push harder and faster.

Liam chuckles. "You feel, god you feel so good. Filling me so good, touching me inside and it's like nothing I've ever fucking felt before....god DAMN...fuck close Will so close."

William moans.  "Me too.  Let's cum, okay?  Can't hold out myself."

"Ok, ok, now, now, now..oh fucking now." Liam screams as he cums spilling into the sheets.

William cums at the same time, exploding into Liam's ass. He spasms and bucks and then collapses on Liam's back, breathing heavily.

Liam, unlike Will, can hold Will's weight on him, considering he is a big brutish creature, so he just pants and glorifies in the experience he just had.

William lies there for a while, still inside Liam as his cock softens.  He strokes the skin on Liam's back in little patterns with his finger.  "That was...so fucking good.  Beyond words."

Liam smiles. "Lots of that from you, the inability to form words with big experiences...it's so cute too."

"Cute huh?  You know that word drives me screaming insane when Mother uses it, but I like it from you.  Makes me feel all precious." William says.

Liam pillows his head on his arms. "You are precious Will. So beautiful, sexy and precious...and mine...mine now."

William shivers.  "I like that word when you say it too.  So, what, you get me a little collar now?"

Liam laughs. "No, no, I'm not that bonkers...I mean if you really wanted one for home...but...fuck Will...ok, bad boy. But no seriously no if you don't want."

William laughs.  "Just kidding...mostly.  But man... this is like every kinky novel I ever read.  Wow."

"Still find it interesting you read all these books...you're like a hidden naughty boy under that blushing...that's fucking hot too."

"Told you, I was curious," William says.  "And it didn't look like anything was *ever* going to happen for me."

Liam pats the bed next to him. "Come here."

William pulls out regretfully and moves over next to Liam, snuggling in close.  "Yes?"

Liam cups Will's face. "I don't understand you, even before the makeover you were so beautiful. Why did you think you would never have anyone?"

"Mother.  Driving everyone away.  And the fact that I'm a terrible geek.  Geeks don't get laid, everyone knows that."

Liam presses his finger over Will's lips. "Shhh, no geek no longer, never were. Nothing wrong with being smart-- it's society and society sucks major ass. Don't talk yourself down around me, you're perfect to me."

William closes his eyes and opens them again.  "Still doesn't quite sink in.  I mean...you're like a god or something, and you keep telling me I'm perfect, I'm beautiful.  I've never...never had that before."

Liam turns sideways and pulls Will into his arms, throwing a arm around his waist and stroking the skin there. "You are, ok. I mean every word. I'm giving up everything for you. If I'm found out it's all gone, that's it...no second chance for me. And I'm doing it for you. So don't doubt me and what I say. I mean every word of it."

William swallows.  "I'm not worth it.  Really.  Not worth giving everything up for.  I never thought of it, how much you have to lose.  I mean, I really don't."

Liam cups his hand over Will's mouth and looks firmly at him. "Shhh, right now, ok? Will, oh god, baby, it's just friends and popularity. I won't get kicked out of a scholarship for being gay or into guys.at least not without suing their collective asses off. So what am I losing really? Friends who won't continue to like me cause why? Because I want to be with a guy? That's fucked up and wrong and if they can't accept me then they were never really my friends then. All right?  So, shhh, baby. I do this cause I want you and I don't care about being the King Cock of school."

William nods, eyes wide.  Despite what Liam says... he knows it's a lot to lose.  Someone who has always been popular has no idea what it's like not to be.  But he won't argue with him.  He's just humbled to think he might actually be worth it.

Liam lets go of Will's mouth. "Ok then...no more talk of it. Just cuddle with me...I feel used and it's kind of nice-- want to revel in it."

William snuggles in closer, stroking Liam's face.  "And can I just say...fucking bloody buggering hell.  Never expected to do that. Never."

Liam chuckles. "Yes you can say it. Was it good? I mean did I suck?"

William shivers.  "Like I said.  Pretty much beyond words.  It was...sublime.  Wonderful.  Soooo hot."

Liam blushes now and hides his face. "Ok, all I needed to know."

Liam's cell rings and he sits up and grabs it, answering, "Hello? Speak. Hey...uh-huh...uh-huh...yeah...ok...ok...what time...where...ok...yes asshole...yes asshole...yes asshole again...alright yes I'm bringing him. No he isn't my new shadow...he is cool and I like him all right? Ok then. Tomorrow. Later." Liam hangs up and drops back to the bed.

William looks at Liam expectantly.  "So who was that?  And where are we going?"

"Gunn and we will be going to a local diner we hang out at 7 pm tomorrow. Because, and Gunn says, quote, 'You've become the rich boy hermit man get the fuck out of the house or I come and drag you out. Pale is not this season's `in' color. Oh, and are you bringing tiny tag along'?"

William chuckles.  "Tiny tagalong.  Well, apparently I have a nickname, anyway.  So how exactly do you hang out?"

"Play pool, darts, talk shop..Gunn talks boobs, boobs and cars...and football. Xander talks food, cartoons comics. Groo talks painting, nature, ohmm, ohmm, peace and tranquility. Wes, talks books, knowledge and bore me with a spoon type shit but he keeps me on my toes. I talk whatever I feel like-- it varies. I don't think I can bring up my new love. `Fellas...ever had ass?  It's like yummy. Oh yeah.' "

William sighs.  "Ok, so at least I've got something in common with Xander and Wes for the talking stuff.  But, yeah, probably the new love life wouldn't be a good topic."

Liam rolls on his side and looks at Will. "I'll tell them if you want. I mean fuck I really am so scared but I'm not a good liar. Why the hell should I?"

William shakes his head.  "Hey.  It'll happen sooner or later.  No need to rush it.  You'd hate yourself if you came out and then like a week later decided this was all some experiment, or that it wasn't worth it."

"You're right. I just wanted you to know I would. Lets rest ok...long day for you tomorrow-- you have to hang with the beasts for a long period of time. Should be interesting."

William hmmms.  "Yeah.  And...pretty worn out, honestly."  He smiles and closes his eyes, saying sleepily.  "See you in the morning."

Liam spoons close to Will and closes his eyes. "See you in the morning." Then he falls asleep.

The next day passes pleasantly.  A lot of playing around, exploring, and just plain fucking.  Then when it's time the two of them get dressed and head down to the diner.

Liam walks in and gets put into an instant headlock by Gunn. "Long time, no see, vampire...hurry Xander, check his pulse and his pockets for blood."

Xander runs up, checks Liam's pulse, looks into his pockets and jumps back. "Clean."

Gunn smiles and looks at Groo. "Hurry, cross check."

Groo walks forward slowly and presses the cross hesitantly on Liam's forehead and sighs, "Clean."

Gunn lets Liam go. "Ok, so you're living-that's cool."

Liam smacks Gunn in the head. "Asshole."

Wesley smiles.  "I tried to dissuade them.  I mean, honestly, if either of you were to be a vampire it would have to be your stepbrother.  Porcelain skin like that is not natural on a man."

Liam turns to Will smiles wickedly puts him in a headlock and pulls him forward. "Xander...check."

Xander chuckles, comes forward, checks Will's pulse and his pockets. "Clean."

Liam looks at Groo. "Now you."

Groo sighs again, walks forward, and presses the cross to Will's forehead. "Clean."

Gunn smiles and walks forward and tilts his neck at Will. "Oooo yummy throat...ooo throat yummy."

Liam chuckles and looks down at Will. "So he look like food to you?"

William laughs.  "No.  How about a cheeseburger?  I'm starving."

Wesley rolls his eyes.  "Ah,  Another victim of American fast food."

Liam lets Will go* "Ok, so we're both in the Vampire clear. How come Wes didn't get a job in the vamp check. God knows Groo didn't want to."

Gunn snorts and looks at Wes. "English is all stiff upper lip and it isn't proper. Guy's been here years now...he so needs to stop being so do you want some tea and crumpets."

Xander laughs and hands Will a menu. "And we conned Groo-- told him we would buy him that little Japanese peace tree he wants if he did this."

Groo sighs and chucks the cross to the middle of the table.  "Yes, sorry,  my friend.  It is a very nice tree but my dad won't get it on our very large but his very tight fisted budget...very mean man."

Wesley sighs. "I'm disappointed, Groo, that you can be bought so easily.  As an intellectual, I refuse to be drawn into this nonsense."

William chuckles.  "I don't know.  It was kinda fun.  Always wanted to be a vampire when I was a kid."

Groo ignores Wes as usual-- after all, arguments do not brook peace, and he instead looks at Will. "Yes, William, vampires are indeed interesting. The lore is fascinating but not peaceful."

Gunn ruffles Groo's hair. "And our man Groo likes to keep the peace."  Gunn flashes a peace sign then he turns it into a middle finger. "Where I am balls up and fuck off. Don't like, suck it."

Liam pats Gunn's back and sits. "Ahh, you're so cultured."

Gunn snorts. "Wasn't raised to be cultured. Rich boy, tai chi, goodie, goodie my shit is better than yours, boy. I was raised to be a man."

Wesley raises an eyebrow.  "And it is impossible to be cultured *and* be a man?  I beg to disagree."

William looks over at Gunn interestedly.  "Kinda want to hear the answer myself.  Since I was kinda planning on being a man at some point."

Gunn plops down across from Liam on the bench with Xander and Groo.  "No, but I don't do that fork goes here, napkin goes here. May I, can I, here let me get shit. In my house being a man is standing up for what you believe in. Not being compromised. Not being anybody's bitch. It's a black man struggle, it's the poor mans struggle and once we weren't poor anymore we kind of got tougher. So no, you can be cultured just I ain't-all right, English?"

Groo claps. "And our friend Gunn made a empowering speech hurrah. Although very bitter but empowering."

Xander chuckles around his straw. "Yeah, it was inspiring, all right...can I go to sleep now? Sounded like one of English's defending the Queen speeches."

Wesley snorts.  "Xander, you think anything not having to do with popular American culture is boring.  You spend entirely too much time watch television and reading comic books."

Xander shakes a finger. "I'll have you know this country is beautiful and strong, and leave my comic books out of this, buddy. Or I get to dig on your Britannica collection."

William smiles.  "I *like* comic books myself.  Especially the Dark Horse stuff, like Cry for Dawn."

Liam raises his hand. "Shut up people." He looks at Xander. "Your Marvel men and woman are safe and cool and good for rotting your brain but it's your brain." Then he looks at Wes. "If we're so stupid then why do you love us? Because we rock-- so stop being so I am British therefore I am the stronger species, got me." Then he looks at Gunn.  "You started this-- say sorry and do it before he takes off his glasses and rubs them, `cause that's always bad."

Gunn leans back in his chair, but he mutters, "Sorry English that you're a bratty British asshole."

Liam coughs loudly.

Gunn grits out between his teeth. "Sorry English."

Wesley shakes his head.  "No need.  I *was* being insufferable, as usual."  He looks over at William.  "And *that*, young William, is why Liam is King Cock.  He always has the last word."

William nods, not trusting his voice to make a comment.

Liam coughs and nods. "Yeah, whatever.  Now can we hang like human friends?"

Gunn nods stiffly. "Yeah, man,of course."

Groo smiles. "Of course my friend."

Xander waves his arms about. "I bow before the Master...I do his very bidding."

Wesley nods.  "Certainly."

Liam looks at Will, his eyes sparkling. "Do you want to rebel?"

William squeaks, "Hell no.  I'm in."

"Good." The waitress comes and Liam hands her his menu and grabs Will's and gives it to her as well. "Philly cheese steak hoagie and a cheeseburger extra cheese and special sauce. Chocolate milkshake and Coke."

Xander hands his menu over. "Fries and today's special."

Gunn puts his on the pile. "Pizza, medium, pepperoni."

Groo hands his over nicely. "Salad please, no cheese."

Wesley hands his menu as well.  "Chicken breast, grilled, steamed vegetables, plain baked potato.  And tea, hot, with cream and lemon."

The waitress nods.  "Got it," and moves off.

Gunn looks at Will. "So, you nervous around girls or something?"

William blinks.  "Yeah, some.  Why do you ask?"

Gunn nods towards Liam. "Big L did your ordering, just wondered why...figured you were shy around girls.  Just a question."

Liam rubs the back of his neck and mutters. "Oh, didn't notice...must've been distracted."

Gunn laughs. "No big whoop.  Just hope he likes extra cheese, man, and special sauce."

William nods.  "Yeah, sure do."  Luckily that was the case... or this could have proved *real* embarrassing.

Wesley watches this whole exchange, interested, raising an eyebrow, but says nothing.

A short while later food is delivered and they start to eat.

Liam takes a drink of his coke. "So, Gunn-- need a favor."

Gunn says around a mouthful of Pizza, "Shoot."

"I need you to make Will a fake I.D. like mine."

Gunn grins and mock punches Will's arm. "You bad boy you, going to be a bad British bloke? Isn't that like illegal?"

William nods and grins, rubbing his arm.  "Yes.  It is.  But you know, gotta be able to buy liquor and get into clubs."

Gunn whistles and looks at Wes. "There's hope for your country yet, English."

Liam sighs and snaps his fingers in front of Gunn. "Stay with me. Gloat later.   Can you or can't you?"

Gunn nods. "Yeah man, of course.  I'll have it to you by tomorrow."

Liam smiles. "Good, thanks."

Gunn cuts in. "But....."

Liam sighs and rubs his eyes. "But what?"

"But, I need a pic of Will-- and I get a favor too."

"What favor?" Liam asks.

"Vacation Fever party at Lindsey's.  He says he wants you there...says it's a must have. So our group gets forgiven for your little cut-out the other day-- he was fucking jacked. So do that for me, and I got Will here covered."

Liam clucks his tongue off the roof of his mouth. "You're a dirty asshole.  I'm not his pretty-face slave."

Gunn makes a ticking noise and taps his finger back and forth.

Liam growls. "Fine, dick.  I'll be there."

Gunn smiles. "Eight pm, dress sharp, bring tiny.  Don't forget to give me the picture."

William nods.  "There's one of those little booths outside.  I'll go make a picture and be back."  He slides out and heads outside, returning in a few minutes with a strip of 4 pictures.  "Here you go."

Wesley shakes his head.  "Liam, you are corrupting this innocent young man.   Taking him out to clubs?  I imagine his mother will be properly horrified."

Gunn takes the pictures and pockets them.

Liam looks at Wes. "You're just mad because Gunn knows there's hope for your country. Leave me be, I have to mingle with a spoiled Richie Rich."

Wesley chuckles.  "Really, Liam, I find your distaste for Lindsey very amusing.  He really seems to like you."

Xander laughs. "Yeah, Liam, he really, really *really* does. There's rumors you know."

Groo sighs. "Really we shouldn't spread such things about him."

Gunn puts his hand over his chest. "Oh he is so manly and...*big*. I want to buy him Daddy-- how much?"

Liam growls and stands up, towering over Gunn. "Shut it."

Gunn laughs hard but continues. "Oh...oh yes the best glass I plan for him to be my Pet."

Liam throws his napkin on the table and storms off to the bathroom.

Groo sighs. "Now see you had him blow again."

Gunn chuckles. "He'll live.  Maybe he'll stop being so pretty and perfect then. But it's a *rumor*, so what do I know?"

William asks, "So...there's a rumor that Lindsey's gay?"

Wesley nods.  "Yes.  Very perceptive.  But of course, it remains only a rumor.  And not one anyone would *dare* voice to his face, not if they wished to remain popular."

William's eyes go wide.  "He's got that much clout?"

Wesley nods.  "Ah.  Yes.  Lindsey is the bright sun at the center of the little society universe of our high school.  All others merely bask in his light.  Except, of course, Liam.  I think that's what irritates Lindsey so."

Gunn nods and pushes his empty plate away. "Yeah, we just can't decide if Lindsey hates how popular and good looking he is. Or he just wants that for himself to have Liam. But he can't.  Bugs the shit out of Liam though. But he can't do anything but take it. We pick on him and he blows like this."

Groo looks at Will. "Maybe you can talk to him-- you are family."

Xander nods. "Yeah, last time he blew his gasket. My bike got ran over. He bought me a new one-- but still."

William nods and sighs.  "Sure.  Might as well go try."  He's terribly grateful Groo suggested it, 'cause he was worried it would look gay if he ran to the bathroom after Liam. He gets up and goes into the bathroom.  "Liam?"

Liam is splashing water on his face and he looks up. "Yeah?"

"I've been sent in to 'talk you down'.  Xander is fearing for his bike, and Groo is worried."

Liam chuckles and he moves over to napkin his face off then he throws it away. "Groo is the nicest guy on two legs. Xander should fear-- I totally annilated his last one. Gunn is probably getting his next quip ready for when I return back out and Wes is going to be neutral and watch me like a hawk for the slightest tick in my jaw because that's what he does. So how are you here to help? Questions? Comments?"

William shrugs.  "Dunno. Just thought I'd come in and see how you were.  They told me about the rumors about Lindsey.  Makes me worried how they'll actually take the news about us."

Liam leans back against the sink. "If you noticed only one will take it bad. The others are pretty cool considering." Liam leans back against the sink. "But I'm not worried about that right now. I don't want to go. You have no fucking idea." Liam turns around, leaning over the sink, looking at his face. "First time he met me, I wasn't quarterback yet. Someone else was. We were also new money. Do you know how new money is treated amongst a established group of generations of rich folk?"

"No.  Never been better than middle-class until recently.  So how?"

"We are herded and watched like hawks. Every step has to be carefully planned and executed. We can't do anything wrong and I mean *anything*. So my Da he starts to mingle and go to dinners. Kathy goes to play dates and parties. And as for me, Lindsey *volunteered* to help me get in the *in* crowd. I didn't think anything of it. I thought he was just nice. Well two days after he kept me near him. The Quarterback broke his damn leg. He was told he wouldn't play *again*. And voila I was made the Quarterback. I told Lindsey the day before I played football in my town. He freaks me out, ok."

William's eyes bug out.  "You...you think he had something to do with it?"

Liam shrugs. "I'm not saying anything. That would imply I know something, I can't even prove he wants me. I won't ever prove that. I'm just saying I don't like being his trophy boy. I do what I want when I want how I want. Lindsey seems to think I'm his property cause he helped me for three days. I don't know if he's gay but I do know he is rich and powerful. And I say fuck that. But even that I think excites him."

William nods and exhales noisily.  "I can understand why you don't want to go.  But he'd really punish the others if you didn't show up?"

"Yes. So I go and I smile and I let him lead me every which way."

"Sounds like fun," William says sourly.  "Kinda glad now I've never been popular.  Much less stress."

Liam chuckles, walks up to Will, pushes his hand against the door so no one can come in, and he bends over and kisses him softly.

William moans as Liam kisses him.  "Have I mentioned how much I like that?"  He says as they pull apart.

"When I kiss you?"

"Yes."

Liam smiles. "Ok, time to go back out. Before they think I killed you." Liam lets go of the door.

They head back out to the table and slide in.  Wesley looks over.  "Well, your mood seems better.  Apparently Groo's suggestion was a good one."

"Well I can't kill him, can I? Da would kill me and I prefer to live. So I chilled out."

Gunn leans over. "So I'm thinking leather pants and your white tank, you're always hot shit in that. Parade of admirers when you wear that outfit."

Liam looks at Will and raises a brow as if to say told you so about Wes and Gunn.

William tries very hard not to picture Liam in the leather pants and white tank, as an erection might be difficult to explain right now. He nods slightly at Liam.

Wesley looks over at Liam.  "So when are you hosting your first, 'my parents are out of town for a month' party?  There is a lot of speculation on the subject, especially among the ladies."

Liam turns back to Gunn then freezes at Wes's comment and he shrugs. "Haven't thought about it. Been busy."

Gunn snorts. "Busy, Man you've been cooped in your house taking Will fucking prisoner with you, dude. You have to have a party."

Xander nods. "Yeah, L, you can't not have my parents are out of town party.  You would be ruined."

Liam rubs his face.

Groo pats Liam's shoulder. "My friend-- you seem so hesitant and stressed lately.  Are you wound up or distressed and need to talk?"

Liam shakes his head. "I'm fine Groo buddy I swear."

Gunn smacks Liam's head. "Then party.  Let's plan.  You need to climb back on the horse. Can't believe you've gone without this long-- ain't like you."

Wesley nods.  "Normally I would be the last to agree to something like this, but you have some problems to address.  As much as it distresses me to say it, Liz has done terrible things to your standing with the ladies...and consequently to *our* standing with the ladies.  This party may be just the thing to repair your shattered reputation."

Liam leans back and looks at Wes. "So what did she say that shattered me so?"

Wes raises an eyebrow.  "You really wish me to repeat what she has said?"

Liam nods. "Wouldn't've asked otherwise, would I? Just tell me Wes for god's sake."

Xander puts down all food and drink items as does Groo.

Gunn covers his mouth.

Wes sighs.  "Well, I refuse to repeat it word for word.  But there has been a detailed discussion of certain, shall we say, kinks, you possess?  And wished her to indulge?  Calling you master, for example, and other forms of roleplay, wearing costumes.  There has also been extensive talk...certainly false, of course...of recent inabilities in the bedroom."

Liam coughs and he covers his eyes. "Fuck no, god no...I'm a sure thing. God she's bitter, yep bitter. As for the other stuff...well...god she's bitter." He uncovers his face and sits up. "Ok, so we plan a party."

Gunn whistles and claps. "Thank fucking god.  And as for Liz, man, I dropped trying for that with that last rumor. You're the bomb-- get more girls then I do-- so you're the hotness and I'm comfortable to say it."

Liam snorts and looks away. "Yeah rumor...stupid...god, definite rumor."

Xander and Groo smile and say at once, "PARTY!!"

William wonders if ...well, the rumors were true, from the way Liam is acting.  And if so...was he, William, the cause of it?  Ok, small ego boost if so.

"So, what all is involved in throwing a real party?"  He asks.

Gunn claps Will on the back and holds up his hand, ticking off fingers. "Say with me-- Chicks, Alcohol, Dancing, Mad Host, Mad House, Mad Money, Mad Show-Up, Sex, and Chicks. We got the house, host, money, we can get the alcohol, chicks, show-up. Sex comes for free once you mix all these."

Xander wipes a fake tear. "He's inspiring."

Gunn points to Liam. "Lindsey may throw the biggest, lavish parties. But Liam here throws the best mad fun and happening ones. He rules the party, party scene. Thank Mommy's trust fund."

William nods, impressed.  "Thank you, Gunn.  So now we plan?"

Wesley nods.  "Now we plan."

They all move in like a flock of Gangsters and for two hours they scheme and plan Liam's party until Liam holds up his hands* "Ok that's it-- I draw the line at Stripper poles and clear heels. Now can I please go home? I got out, I hung out. I love you guys, but I'm fucking beat."

Gunn ruffles Liam's hair. "Yeah L go on take tiny back to his huge- ass prison but tomorrow do *not* be late.  He will castrate you if you do."

Liam stands and grabs his jacket, slipping it on. "Yeah I'll be there. Will, you ready?"

Will slips on his jacket as well.  "Ready.  Good seeing you guys."

Wesley nods.  "Good seeing you again, William."

Liam ruffles Groo and Xander's hair, then he pats Wes' back and punches Gunn's arm. "Bye fuckers. See you tomorrow where I get pimped for your standing."

Gunn smiles. "For a good cause, for a good cause."

"Yeah, yeah I'm out-- see you tomorrow." And Liam and Will walk out towards the Viper.

~Part: 8~

The next night they are getting dressed for the party.  William comes in wearing leather pants and a silk shirt, this time a blood-red one.  "Acceptable?"  He asks Liam.

Liam is wearing a pair of jet black leather pants and a whiter-than- white ribbed tank and he smiles at Will though the mirror. "You're hot, baby, as per usual.  It's perfect."

William grins.  "Just checking.  As your kept boy I don't want to reflect badly on you."

Liam chuckles as he pours hair gel into his hand, then he starts to style up his hair into a spiked disarray. Once done with that, he pulls on a pair of boots and looks at Will. "What about me will I reflect badly on you, baby boy?"

William stands and shifts uncomfortably.  "No.  But I'm going to have to convince this hard-on to come down so I don't embarrass us both."

Liam lifts his wrist, looking at his watch, then smirks, moving to Will, pressing him up against the wall. "Seven thirty.  Think I can do it?"

William nods.  "I have confidence in you," he moans.

Liam drops to his knees and pulls down Will's leather pants as he goes, smirking. "You give me so much spirit.  Now lets see if I really can do this and then get us there on time." And with that Liam engulf's Will's cock in his mouth, sucking and twirling his tongue...in the morning the last two days they have been practicing and Liam finds he has gotten very much better. He suctions his throat like a hoover vacuum and he starts to bob hard and fast, no time for romance.

William's cock begins to throb and jerk in Liam's mouth.  "Fuck, fuck, fuck," he repeats over and over like a mantra until he moans out, "Gotta cum now...Liam...gotta cum please."  Then he shoots down Liam's throat as Liam signals him with his eyes.

Liam pulls back, swallows, then helps Will redress.  Standing, looking at his watch, he says "Seven thirty-three, huh-- new record. Let's go." Liam smiles and walks out, grabbing his coat but not putting it on.

William walks out on shaky legs and slips into the Viper.  "Liking this whole kept boy thing, did I tell you?"  he grins as the Viper starts to purr.

Liam nods and puts the Viper into gear. "You have, but please keep telling me.  I like it." Then he pulls out and heads towards Lindsey's.

They arrive at the party, and of course there is already a noisy throng there.  Lindsey happens to be close to the door welcoming guests as they arrive.  He smiles over at Liam.  "Why if it isn't Batman and the Boy Wonder," he says.

Liam smiles and pats Lindsey on the back. "You know me.  If the assets show, it's a good outfit. And Will wants to catch a lady...roar." Liam makes his face apologetic. "About the last party Linds-- I'm really sorry I left you high and dry. Had some issues, forgive me?"

Lindsey nods.  "Always.  And after hearing about your troubles with Liz I understand why you ditched her.  Girl may be attractive but apparently she's unstable."  Lindsey comes over and pats Liam's shoulder.  "Women, huh?"

Liam forces a huge smile and he chuckles. "Yeah, who needs them?"

"William, is it?  You'll pardon me for a minute.  Need a private word with Liam here," Lindsey says.  He starts walking off as if expecting Liam to follow him.

Liam looks at Will. "Go find the guys, ok? Get a drink.  I won't be long, ok?"

William nods.  "Sure, no problem." He looks after Lindsey.  "He just expects you to come 'cause he said so?"

Liam nods and mutters. "Richie Rich, remember?  Now go on, see you soon."  Then Liam turns and follows where Lindsey walked.

Lindsey is waiting in a side room.  When Liam walks in, he closes the door.  "So.  What's with the charity case?  Couldn't find a babysitter?"

Liam quirks a brow and keeps his temper on low simmer for now. "Will? He isn't a charity case Linds, he's family and my friend. Was I not to bring him? I wasn't aware he wasn't allowed."

"Odd, that.  I wondered after you brought him last time without an invitation.  So I talked to Liz.  She said you don't even like him. That all you've been able to talk about for months is how much you didn't want your father to marry his mother and have some middle- class mama's boy to invade your house.  So, I ask again, what is he doing at my party?"

The low simmer cranks to medium, and Liam swallows, saying calmly, "That was before I knew him Linds. Know him now. I like him-- he's smart, interesting and he makes me laugh. I haven't done that for real for awhile. So that's why he is here. He knows my friends, they like him, and I thought he was welcome."

Lindsey looks at Liam hard and intensely for a long, long moment.  "Only you.  You're the only person in school that would think they could get away with this, and the only one that could. Very well then. Give him the fast-track to being somebody.  I give it to you as a gift.  I'll do my best to make him seem worth my time."

Liam plasters on his fake smile so that when he grits his teeth it all looks normal. When he stops smiling, he relaxes enough to speak. "Thanks, Linds. I know you give me special treatment. I don't know why, but thanks, I mean it. Since I've moved here you've been," Liam swallows. "taking care of me, so thanks."

"No problem," Lindsey says, patting Liam's shoulder again.  "What are friends for?  Now, we should really get back to the party, before people talk."

Liam laughs hard. "*So* wouldn't want that...got a rep to keep." Liam opens the door.

Lindsey walks out ahead of Liam and goes back to welcoming guests.  "I'll be over later to hang out, Liam," he calls over his shoulder as he walks off.

Liam whines out in his mock Lindsey voice. "I'll be over later to hang out, Liam."

Gunn appears behind him. "What up man?"

Liam jumps and grabs his chest. "FUCK GUNN!"

Gunn chuckles. "Nah, man, you're not my type. Good to see you showed."

Liam shakes Gunn. "Bastard, of course I did. Where's everybody else?"

Gunn signals. "This way." Gunn starts walking and Liam follows until they land in a private room where just his gang are hanging. "Wow, why the seclude?"

Xander swallows his drink of beer and raises his hand. "Seems that we're on probation and Lindsey is a big fat liar who will burn in hell."

Liam look at Wes. "Care to translate?"

"We're on probation until Lindsey gets an invite to your party,"  Wes says.  "He wants an invite and he's holding us hostage to get it. Without actually saying it directly, of course, because that would be crass and crude and of course Lindsey *never* has to beg for an invitation *anywhere*.  It's simply not done."

Liam's eyes roll. "Ok, so let me get this straight. Lindsey wants to come to my party. So in order to assure he does,  he has everyone and himself giving you guys the cold shoulder til I invite him?"

Wesley nods.  "And they say that football players lack a grasp for subtlety.  Perfectly stated, Liam."

Liam looks at Will. "Anybody give you shit?"

William shakes his head.  "No.  I just came back here and got a drink.  No one said anything to me."

"Ok, be right back.  Time to get my friends off...er. I mean out of the time out room." Liam walks out, spots Lindsey again by the door, and he walks up and waits for Lindsey to finishing greeting a girl.

Lindsey looks over.  "Liam, I was just about to come find you," he says.

"Well I beat you to it. I'm good like that. So I need to talk to you again. Sorry so soon, do you mind?"

"No, of course not, what do you need?"  Lindsey says, smiling.

Liam smiles that fake pearl smile. "I remembered I needed to do something. Too much football scrambles my brain. But I'm having a party next weekend, my `No Parents Means Fun' bash, and, well, would you like to come? I would love it if you said yes."

Lindsey beams.  "I'd *love* to, Liam.  I've been remiss in never coming to one of your parties before and I hear they are quite fun. So I'll definitely be there."

Liam grins. "Cool, cool, put you on the top then. Owe you that and more thanks for coming."

"Oh, the pleasure is *all* mine, I assure you.  Now why don't we go back and visit your friends?"  Lindsey says.

Liam gestures. "You first."

Lindsey starts walking back towards where the gang is hanging out. At this, people around the party perk up and take notice.  Liam can practically hear them buzzing as he passes by.

Lindsey walks over to the gang.  "Hi, guys!  Enjoying the party?"

Xander jumps up and nods. "Oh yeah, you betcha, superb, Lindsey, as usual."

Groo stands. "As always, Lindsey."

Gunn stays seated, spreads his legs wider, and nods. "Yeah, shits and giggles, you know it. You know how to throw them, man."

Wesley nods, also staying seated.  "A triumph.  Thank you for inviting us, Lindsey."

Lindsey looks over at William, who belatedly nods.  "Just got here, of course, but it looks wonderful."

Lindsey smiles.  "So nice to hear it.  But you fellows need to circulate.  Lots of lovely unattached ladies here tonight in need of companionship."

Liam claps. "There you go.  Come on, fellas, go be merry, mingle, have fun."

Xander hops out, clapping Liam in the back as he goes. "Whhhheeeeeee."

Groo follows not far behind and pats Liam's back as well. "Thank you, my friend."

Gunn stands now and looks at Wes. "I need a refill, English-- come with?"

Wes nods and gets up.  "Of course, Gunn."  And the two of them leave the room.

Lindsey looks over at William.  "And what about you, young gun. Aren't you out to make a conquest this evening?"

William coughs and nods.  "Of course."  He touches Liam on the arm.  "See you later," he says as he walks out the door.

Liam breathes out a shaky breath as silently as he can, and he turns to head out as well, acting as if he is going to mingle-- when he is really going to go find Will and drag him to the beer keg and keep him there...young gun indeed...fucking Richie.

Lindsey raises an eyebrow.  "Leaving so soon?  I thought we were going to hang out."

Liam stops and curses under his breath.  He turns back and snaps his fingers, walking back in. "Yeah...fuck me. Sorry, Lindsey. Like I said, football, just hang me.  Here I am."

Lindsey settles down on the couch.  "So...Liz has been saying some pretty terrible things about you."

Liam keeps standing but he nods. "Yeah I know-- kinky, inability-- heard it, trust me."

"Must've been devastating to your prospects for a new girlfriend. Planning to go out of school, or after a college girl maybe?"

Liam shrugs. "You know what?  Really hasn't been a issue lately. I find single is a nice place to be. Girls and I have had a small falling-out since Liz. I need a break."

Lindsey raises an eyebrow.  "Yes.  So, going stag to parties and so forth.  Or no, escorting William.  Now I understand.  Keeps you from arriving alone."  Lindsey smiles knowingly as if he finally gets Liam's motive for bringing William along.

Liam smiles. "See?  You get me, Linds. You're always good at that."

There is a buzz and Lindsey looks down at his pager.  He sighs heavily.  "Catering emergency.  Damn hired help can't do anything right without supervision.  You'll pardon me?"

Liam nods. "Oh yeah, go on, I'll be good."

Lindsey gets up and strides quickly out of the room.

Liam drops to the couch and groans.

A short while later, a waiter pops his head in.  "Message from Mr. McDonald, sir.  He said to let you know he may be quite some time and to enjoy the party without him."

Liam waves weakly, "Thanks."

Gunn walks in with Wes in tow. "Hey, man, look like your dog got killed.  What's up?"

Liam mutters, his hand over his eyes. "I'm tired of being his slave. I don't owe him diddly anymore."

Gunn sits on the chair across from the couch. "No you don't, but none of us do and he still kicks us where he wants us. It's life.  No matter how much I hate it-- and I hate it, man."

Wes nods.  "Indeed.  People like Lindsey rule the world, in high school or outside of it.  That's the sad fact of things.  On the bright side, William seems very popular.  He's been cornered by a group of at least ten young women who have him pinned in one of the side rooms.  It seems they're quite keen on discovering the truth of Jenny's description of him."

Liam jumps off the couch. "Did he look uncomfortable?  Yeah, probably is, girls make him shy, I should save him." Liam runs out.

Gunn pauses mid-swallow and looks at Wes. "Dude, what did his Dad say to him to have him act like that over Tiny?"

Wes raises an eyebrow.  "I'm uncertain.  They must have been some very firm words indeed."

Liam moves from side room to side room until he hears the high- pitched sound of many women squealing and talking excitedly all at once.  Liam shoots into the room, panting. There is a group of girls circling a figure being held on the floor by four other girls. Through the mass of bodies, Liam can see familiar flashes of pale skin.

Liam shouts. "Off, you Banshees, look who came to say hi."

Several of the girls turn around.  "Oh, hi, Liam," one of them says.  "Just giving a proper welcome to your little stepbrother here.  You remember, from your first party?  Anatomy check?"

Another girl speaks up, giggling.  "Yes, and judging from the looks of things he's going to end up almost as popular as you."

Liam forces a smile. "Well, goodie. But what?  No hugs for the Quarterback?"

"Do we have to call you Master first?"  One of the girls on the floor calls up, and the room dissolves into giggles, but several of the girls come forward for hugs.

Liam hugs each one and he jokingly says, "Only if you want too, ladies only if you want. But I need to steal Will now.  He has to hang with the boys."

"Ohhhh, we're almost done with him."  The girls say.  "We'd've been done ages ago if he hadn't put up such a fight."

"Well almost doesn't cut it. Party to plan, so he goes now." Liam walks over and holds out his hand. "Come on, Will."

The girls let go of him, but William is lying naked on the floor, his clothes in a heap to the side, a makeshift gag in his mouth.  He sits up and takes off the gag, then takes Liam's hand.  He can't meet Liam's eyes.  "Lemme get dressed real quick," he says in a tight voice.

Liam's meter goes into red and he looks at the girls while Will dresses. "I remember more clothes when you did this to me."

One of the girls looks over.  "You didn't fight.  We always strip them when they fight."

"Yeah," One of the other girls says.  "You know the drill... show the goods, walk out a hero.  What's the big fuss?"

"There isn't any-- just was curious." Liam looks at a now dressed Will. "Ready?"

"Ready,"  William says.  As they walk out of the room, Liam faintly hears, "Sheesh.  Lindsey said he'd be ready for it."

Liam seethes and clenches his fists as he walks back to the room, his face hard.

Xander stops mid-bite of his club sandwich. "Uh-oh."

Groo nods and follows the fuming Liam. "Oh dear."

Wes looks up as Liam enters with William.  "Ah, dear.  What has Lindsey done now?"

Liam sits on the couch and just clenches and unclenches his fists, staying silent.

Gunn whistles. "Whatever it was, it was bad."

Groo sits in front of Liam. "Liam, with me now-- breathe...one, two...breathe...one, two."

Liam starts to breathe as Groo asks.

Wes looks over at William.  "Care to enlighten us?"

William shakes his head no.  "Ummmm...not sure.  I just spent the last ten minutes getting stripped and groped by a group of girls. Apparently it's a standard ritual, though."

Gunn looks at Liam. "Anatomy check? You're mad cause he got groped by hot chicks?"

Liam pants out between breathes, "No, Lindsey ...tricked ...him... to.. humiliate... him... by telling the girls... he.. was... ready... hate... him... hate.... him."

Groo places his hands in Liam's. "My friend, the stress level is rising to that unsavory level. Breathe. Come on."

Liam starts to breathe again.

Gunn whistles. "Last time he did this was `cause Becca Johnson, his summer flame, dumped him for a green peace volunteer."

William looks confused.  Wesley nods.  "Generally, young William, the 'Anatomy Check' is an accepted initiation.  The young man knows it is coming and is prepared for it.  He gets kidnapped, displays his anatomy, gets comments from the assembled women, and leaves. Afterwards, he generally is considered to be proper date material and is much more likely to get a good reception from the local female population, especially if his anatomy is...up to the task.  But if a young man is so foolish as to fight, well...the young ladies make an example of him.  As they must have done you."

William nods and breathes out a shaky breath.  "Okay.  Thanks for the explanation."

Wesley looks over at Liam.  "Lindsey much either be very upset at your leaving or really have taken a dislike to young William to do this."

Liam looks up from breathing to glare and then he goes back to looking at Groo and doing the breathing.

Xander walks up beside Will. "See, your step-brother-- he has, at times, lost his temper to the point of smashing and bashing. We think it's something to do with his Irish blood. And all of us at one point got put together in this group by L. Me, I was already rich but I didn't go very many places except my Dad's record/comic/book store that's now a chain. L started ordering books and met me and we've been friends ever since. Groo..." Xander trails off as Groo starts talking for himself.

"I met my friend at an anger management class.  I was an assistant counselor-- my Mother is the Director-- and he and I have been friends ever since."

Gunn waves his arm. "Oh, me now, me now. I was already in the in- crowd-- friends with Lindsey, hated it. But L here joined the football team and we clicked instantly. He also got me out of jams so he brought me into this rag tag." Gunn points to Wes. "Go, English, or Liam can tell your story."

Wes nods.  "I tutored Liam in History.  Got him through, kept him on the squad.  We've been friends since then."

Gunn smiles. "And the fact Wesley never had any friends because and I quote  'I have not the time or patience', end qoute. Now we can't shake him."

Xander throws a pickle at Gunn and it hits him in the head. "Be nice for once."

Gunn chuckles and eats the pickle, wiping his head.

Liam stands now and Groo stands as well. "I'm good."

Groo nods. "All right-- but Tai Chi when you get home. Your aura is off still."

William looks over.  "Are we leaving?  I thought you had to stay at the party?"

"We are staying. Social Suicide, Will. I said I was good-- I just want a drink."

Groo raises a hand as if to argue but Liam is already walking out and Groo sits, sighing.

Gunn picks up a round candle and tosses it up in the air and catches it. "Yep. Xander, did you walk or bike it here?"

Xander smiles. "Walked."

"Good." Gunn says.

William sighs, waits a minute, and then walks out, looking for Liam.

Liam is swirling the contents of a whiskey bottle while standing on the balcony, looking up at the stars.

William steps out, standing as close to him as dares without it seeming suspicious.  "It's okay.  I'm fine. I was just...I was worried you'd think I had done something wrong."

"Why would I think that? They tore your clothes off-- that meant you fought, Will. I would've thought you did something wrong if you were still clothed except for your cock in your hand, getting judged by those banshees."

"But...I went into that room with them.  I was too stupid to be suspicious and too wimpy to fight hard enough to actually hurt them so I could get away."

Liam turns, leaning back against the railing, looking at Will. "I'm not mad at you and once more for clarity, I am not mad at you. You're not my issue."

William nods.  "Okay. But...don't get in a fight over this with him. It's not worth it."

"Who said I was going to fight?"

"You're out here with a whole bottle of whiskey, Liam.  That's *never* a good sign."

Liam snorts. "I can hold my liquor.  Just because they said I have anger and that I'm Irish and moody doesn't make it so. I only had to attend anger management because when Mother died I beat up my Da's best friend because he said he was better off without her because she dragged him down."

William nods.  "Okay.  So you want me to go away and leave you out here, then?"

"No, I want to go home so I can fuck you but I can't leave because this is like a prison I have to be pardoned from." Liam takes a big swig of whiskey.

William moves forward and slides his hand down onto Liam, trying to take the whiskey bottle away.  "Oooo and that's another good reason not to keep drinking. Talking like that."

Liam nuzzles his nose into Will's hair but holds the bottle up and out of reach. "Like what?"

"Like talking about wanting to," and William whispers, "fuck me. Could cause a bit of a stir."

"Don't care.  Want to fuck outside?"

William shivers and fights not to become aroused.  "That is not the point.  The point is you shouldn't talk like that here."

Liam sighs and puts his head on top of Will's. "Ok, fine. I'll be good.  But I want you and I want you to know that."

William moans and closes his eyes.  "Wow.  Yeah.  If I wasn't sure before I definitely am now.  You don't know how much I wanted to just say yes."

"You don't know how much that tree looks appealing to drag you behind and fuck you against. But let's get back in. And I'll stop drinking if you want."

William nods.  "Please.  I'd like you to be sober if you plan to fuck me later."  He grins at Liam.

Liam nods and walks back inside.  He puts the bottle back and looks at Will. "Let's go do that friend thing."

They head back to the guys and somehow last until the end of the party, managing to force a friendly goodbye to Lindsey and jumping in the Viper to head home.  They get into the house and Liam locks the door, leaning against it. "Do you have any fucking idea how many dirty thoughts I had at that party about you? And how I barely stopped myself from fucking you in every room?"

William turns around, swallowing hard, his cock rising to attention immediately.  "Really?"

Liam hums to the affirmative and throws his jacket on a chair nearby, then he starts to toe off his shoes.  "Take off your jacket and shoes."

William quickly removes his jacket and shoes, putting them on the closest chair.  "Okay," he says, looking at Liam to see what to do next.

Liam smiles. "Come here."

William walks over to Liam, his excitement growing.  They had been having a lot of sex in the bedroom, but *this* was something new entirely.

Liam pulls Will tight to him and threads his fingers in his hair. "Did you have fun tonight at all?"

"Liked seeing the guys.  They're nice to me.  And they're good guys."

Liam looks into Will's eyes. "Did those girls hurt you? Are you ok mentally too, I mean? They didn't bother you too bad, did they? I will beat the crap out of Lindsey, I swear, if they affected you too much. That was bullshit."

William closes his eyes for a minute, then opens them again.  "I'm fine.  I was more worried you'd be disappointed in me or angry at me than anything else."

Liam shakes his head and pulls back Will's head just a bit. "No, I'm not angry at you. I know and see why they want to touch you. But they aren't allowed to touch you I'm mad at them for daring. You're mine, Will-you're mine now."

William trembles and moans back.  "Yours, Liam."

"That's right, you are. Want to play with me Will?" Liam asks, then he leans over and whispers in Will's ear. "Want to be my whore?"

William groans loudly then.  "Oh, yes, I am your whore.  Your pretty little whore."

Liam trails one finger down Will's throat as he scratches the hand in his hair down his scalp soothingly. "You like that, don't you, being called that?"

William nods.  "Yes, oh fuck yes.  It makes me so hot.  I guess I'm just a little pervert."

"So if you're a pervert, what am I?"

"The guy who owns a pervert," William grins.

Liam smacks Will's head, grinning. "Idgit." Then he pulls back Will's head, biting his throat gently, as he walks them back towards the kitchen.

William lets himself be walked along.  He whimpers as Liam bites his throat.  Liam knows, of course, how much this turns William on, and William is getting hotter by the moment.  He's also terribly curious to see what Liam has in mind.

Liam lets Will go once in the kitchen. "Take your clothes off."

William strips out of his clothes, folding them and putting them on the counter.  He stands naked before Liam, his cock hard and throbbing.

Liam turns his finger in a circle. "Turn around and bend over the table."

William bends over, his legs spread.  The wood is cool against his skin, and the tile of the floor cold underneath his feet.  He shivers.

Liam can be heard shuffling and moving, then he leaves the kitchen, only to return not too long after. He moves up behind Will and sets the lube on the table.  Then he whispers, "Tilt your head back, but close your eyes."

William does as instructed.  "Love it when you whisper.  So hot."

Liam hums, then the feel of leather can be felt wrapping around Will's neck then clinking of metal as the leather pulls into a comfortable noose. "That comfy?"

William whimpers.  He breathes out, "Yes," as his whole body trembles.

"Good." Liam lets the belt go long enough to lube up his cock, then he picks it back up with one hand, and then he settles himself, lining his cock up to Will's hole, pushing smoothly and gently on a angle.

William groans as Liam enters him.  It was still the biggest thrill, being filled by Liam's enormous cock.  The belt forces him to arch his neck back a little to keep the noose from tightening too much, though.

Liam tightens the belt in his hand, making sure he has a good hold, then he pulls back and pushes forward hard and fast.

"Oh.  Fuck.  Waiting.  All.  Night."  William gasps out the words even as his back arches more.

Liam moans, pulling the belt tighter, Will's head arching back more, and he leans over to his ear as he pumps hard, fast and deep. "Me too.  All I could think about. Being in you, fucking you, making you moan for me."

William moans then, long and loud.  "And. The. Belt? When.  Did. You.  Think.  Of.  That?"

"When I saw your neck for the first time, that's when. I wanted to bite and suck and wrap something around it controlling you like this while being so far inside you I consumed you."

William whimpers.  "Make me wanna melt when you talk like that. Kinky and sweet all at once."

Liam chuckles softly, then hisses when Wills inner muscles clench him.  He holds the belt tightly as he suck Will's earlobe into his mouth, bucking to hit Will's prostate over and over.

William's back is bowed heavily back now as he strains to hold position.  He moans and cries out at each strike to his prostate.  It doesn't take long until he is begging, "Please, please, please Liam let me cum!"

"Cum for me Will cum for me," Liam says, close himself. But he knows this night isn't over-- as soon as he recovers he has more games for his Will.

William cums hard onto the table, bucking and pulling into the belt, then having to arch back not to choke himself.  It's the fucking kinkiest thing he has ever experienced.

Liam cums into Will's gasping channel, then he lets the belt go and pulls out, slumping back into a chair, panting.

William lies there on the table, breathing heavily, slowly recovering.  Then he stands up and turns around, the belt still hanging loosely around his throat.  "So did you enjoy it?  The belt?"

Liam reaches out and grabs the belt loosely, bringing Will to him until he hits his legs, then he pats his lap, letting know Will he wanted him to straddle him. "I liked it just fine how about you?"

William throws his leg across and settles, straddling Liam's lap, snuggling in close.  "It was a fucking kink dream," he whispers against Liam's lips.

Liam smiles and kisses Will as he fingers the belt around Will's throat, tucking his fingers under and around the edges, playing gently.

William mewls and squirms just a bit.  "Checking the fit, are you? So you can measure me for the collar?"

"Maybe...but if I get you a collar it will be smaller, more feline...like you."

William almost purrs at this.  "With a little nametag and everything?  Property of Liam?"

Liam's cock twitches back to life and his eyes sparkle. He trails his hand to Will's ass, the other wrapping around the belt again. "Sounds good. Willkitty, property of Liam. Yeah, I like it."

"Willkitty?"  William chuckles and moans at the same time.  "New nickname?"

"Not sure.  Purr for me. I'll give you incentive, even." Liam trails the hand on Will's ass close to his crease until his fingers dip in and start to caress around his hole, dipping in to past his knuckle, then back out and circling again. William moans and then purrs in his throat at Liam's teasing.  It was a new little trick they had been working on.

Liam smiles. "Yeah Willkitty. My pretty, purry kitty." Liam sinks two fingers into Will as he pulls Will's face down to engulf his lips in a kiss.

William keeps purring as he kisses Liam.  His cock throbs back to hardness as Liam's fingers invade him and he pushes back against them.  He wraps his arms around Liam and brings one hand down to brush over his tattoo.

Liam moans and shudders, his lips releasing Will's as he pushes their foreheads together. "God, I love it when you touch my tattoo. It turns me on so bad."

William smiles and sighs.  "I know.  I'm such a terrible little slut, using my knowledge on you."

Liam shakes his head and touches Will's lips. "Not a slut, baby...my whore...my beautiful whore. Slut is so lowly and degrading. " He presses his fingers up into Will's prostate rubbing against it.

William cries out.  "Whore!  Such a whore."  He continues to emit little cries as Liam rubs on his prostate.

Liam smiles and keeps rubbing his fingers against Will's nub. "So pretty when you talk like that for me. Makes my cock so hard."

"I am...fuck," William gasps.  "I am though.  Your little plaything. Your kept boy."  His body spasms and trembles and his cock twitches.

Liam takes his fingers out and lifts Will, looking into his eyes. "Yes, you are, my beautiful boy.  Lower yourself on me. Show me."

William reaches back.  In the books they can always just lower themselves down but he still needs to use his hand to guide Liam's cock to his waiting hole.  He slowly slides down onto it and lets go with his hand once the spongy head penetrates his waiting, still well- lubed ass.  He whimpers as he pushes down, taking more and more into him.

Liams eyes dilate and his breath exhales noiselessly as he hisses, "Willllll."

William arches back as he presses down further and Liam's cock finds his prostate.  He keens and moans.  "Liam.  So...big.  Damn.  So... bloody... good."

Liam groans in pleasure, leaning back a bit more in the chair, jerking his hips, going deeper still.

William moans and starts lifting up and down, starting slowly but increasing the pace.

Liam's eyes roll back and he cries out, "God, FUCK, so good, so damn good... tight... god, Will, so tight."

William idly wondered if he would ever stop being impressed with how big Liam was, or Liam with how tight William was.  He hoped not.  The words spur him to move faster, his back arched at the top of every stroke by the belt that Liam still held.

Liam moans and shivers, pumping harder. "My beautiful whore.  So beautiful.  God, baby, oh god."

William increases his pace still again.  "Yours.  Ohgod Liam.  So close please please please can your little whore cum again?"

Liam screams, unable to hold back at that, cumming hard and fast. "Cummm WILLL!!"

William cums, arched, screaming, shaking, shuddering, covered in a fine sheen of sweat.

Liam takes the belt off Will's neck, then he pulls Will against him, holding him tight.

William relaxes against him, boneless.  "Better.  It just gets better."

Liam pants out softly. "No, shit. You're going to kill me at this rate."

William sighs.  "Yes.  I'm terrible for you.  Really you just shouldn't have anything to do with me."

Liam laughs. "Hell with that! Kill me, I don't care-- it will be a damn good death."

William laughs.  "It's like the Zelazny story about that demon who comes to men who are dying and gives them a month of pleasure and fucks them to death."

Liam pokes Will in the chest and narrows his eyes playfully. "Are you a demon who's come to kill me with pleasure?"

William chuckles and purrs.  "Yes.  A Willkitty demon."

Liam laughs hard then kisses Will passionately. "You're amazing. Let's go to bed now. Get some rest. We have all tomorrow to ourselves again, no friends or parties."

William nods and goes upstairs with Liam, arm around his waist.  They climb into bed, spoon together tight, and fall fast asleep.

~Part: 9~

In the morning Liam wakes before Will. He showers, then goes down, cooking breakfast bringing it up on a tray. He leans over and whispers in Will's ear. "Hey, beautiful, time to get up."

William wakes up and stirs, kissing Liam, and then he sees the tray.  "I'm being spoiled today, I see."

Liam nods. "I can, if I so choose, spoil you. Sit up, so I can set this down."

William smiles and sits up, arranging himself so Liam can set the tray down.  His eyes shine.

Liam sets the tray down then and takes the silver cover off to reveal bacon, eggs, sausage and pancakes. "Look good?"

"Looks great.  You eat already?"  William asks, sniffing in the heavenly aromas of the food.

Liam shakes his head. "No this is for you. I'll eat some pop-tarts later or something. Butter and syrup's there." Liam points to the side of the tray.

William starts buttering the pancakes.  "Share it with me.  Too much here for skinny little me."

Liam crosses his legs in front of Will and nods. "If you want, ok. But I did this for you."

William smiles.  "Yeah.  I know."  He reaches up and strokes Liam's face.  "And I really, really lo...like that you did it.  But it really is too much and I'd bloody hate to waste it."

"Ok, we share then," Liam says, then he opens his mouth for a bite.

William grins and cuts off a bite of pancake, putting it in Liam's mouth after dipping it in syrup.  He eats a bite himself.  "Very good."

Liam hums too and nods his head as he chews then he swallows. "Thank you."

William feeds Liam some more, and then himself.  Liam notices a drop of syrup has landed on William's chin.

Liam leans forward and licks a path up Wills chin to his lips then he kisses him softly and pulls back. "Yummy."

William purrs.  "Apparently I'm on the menu too, huh?"

Liam gets an evil smirk, then he moves the tray off the bed to the floor carefully but brings the syrup back up. He pushes Will back to the bed. "Now you are.  Stay still."

"Yes, Liam," Will says in a sweet little submissive tone he has discovered Liam likes.  His cock starts to twitch as he has a vague idea of what Liam intends to do.

Liam smiles and snaps the syrup bottle open.  He turns it upside down, starting to trickle tiny paths of syrup all over Will's body. When he reaches his cock, he pours a generous amount there. He puts the syrup on the bedside table and licks his finger slowly, tantalizingly.

William moans, watching him licking his finger, wanting that tongue on him.  He moistens his lips and waits.

When Liam is done licking his fingers, he moves down the bed, leaning over, starting at Will's neck, and he starts to lick the syrup up.

William moans, purrs, and tries not to move very much as Liam licks him.  "Fuck.  Breakfast in bed.  Yeah.  Ohgod.  Fuck.  Ohhhhhh.  Oh, yes, that's...oh that tickles."  He continues like this as Liam works his way down his body towards his cock.

Liam chuckles and dips his tongue into Will's navel, fucking it slowly with his tongue as he curls it every so often to catch the syrup puddle in it.

William moans and mewls.  He had no idea *that* would feel so good. Damn.  It seemed sometime he had no idea about his own body at all.  "Ohgod, that's...that's sooo good.  Damn."

Liam chuckles again and sucks up the rest of the syrup, moving to Will's hips bones, taking extreme care here. He slowly drags his tongue up then back down, caressing the skin and juncture of bone where he knows Will is most sensitive.

William keens.  "Oh, fuck, Liam... damn.  Every... fucking... time. That spot.  Fuck."  His syrup-covered cock grows ever harder and harder.

Liam moves to the other side delivering the same exquisite torture til he finally takes pity and moves his mouth over Wills cock. He relaxes his throat, takes a breathe then engulfs Will's cock almost entirely and he starts to rapidly suck the syrup off like his life depended on it.

William cries out.  "FUCK!"  and then pants as Liam sucks.  It's not long before he's begging.  "Please please please please please let me cum ohgod please."

Liam signals him, then he readies his throat.  He wants to swallow every bit of Will's cum.

William cums explosively after such a long tease, howling his pleasure.  *Damn I'm going to miss being noisy when our parents get back.*

Liam swallows and pulls off. He looks down at himself and laughs. "Well, I need another shower."

William chuckles.   "And I need my first one.  Wanna share?"

Liam nods. "Yeah, but I have a idea.  You know that really huge bathtub next to the shower?  What you say we explore that this time?"

William grins and nods.  "Ohhhh yeah.  Definitely."

"Ok." Liam gets off the bed and holds out his hand.

William takes his hand and pulls up.  They head off for the bathroom and start running water into the tub, climbing in as it fills with water.  William rests against Liam's chest.  "This is nice."

Liam takes the shampoo and pours some into his hand and starts to lather Will's hair. "It is. Love this tub."

William leans into Liam's hands as he scrubs his scalp.  "That's...that's just sinful there," he sighs.  "I'm spoiled all the way around."

"So this kept boy thing is working well for you then?" Liam asks.

William hmms happily.  "Yes.  Liking it a *lot*.  How about you?"

"Oh, baby, you have no idea. I'm really insanely happy. It's almost a reason to be concerned-- that type of happy."

William giggles.  "Never thought I'd be the reason for someone to be that happy."

Liam rinses Will's hair and then kisses his head. "You're perfectly capable of it, trust me."

"I do, you know.  Trust you.  With everything."  William says.

Liam smiles and wraps his arms around Will. "Thank you, thank you for that."

William squirms around in Liam's arms, straddling him, and kisses him.  He grabs the shampoo bottle.  "My turn!"

Liam leans his head forward and sighs happily as he waits for Will's silky soft but strong fingers to start working in his hair. "Can't wait...love your fingers."

William starts working in the shampoo.  "Why?  They're nothing like those lovely strong ones of yours.  Little tiny slender things."

"That's why I like them. I love how you are. So tiny, small, compact. How you feel soft and silky. The sound of your voice no matter if it's angry, sad, happy, breathy. How your strong even though your small.  I adore everything about you, Will."

William purrs.  "Ok.  Gonna get an ego if you keep this up.  But I feel the same way about you, only about how you're so strong and powerful, everything about you.  And how you look when you're doing tai chi.  And the way you smell.  Damn."  He chuckles then.  "We might as well get married then."

Liam chuckles and whispers, "Maybe someday if you're good. Now wash."

William washes and rinses his hair and then soaps up a washcloth and starts on his body.  "As you wish, Master."

Liam shivers and looks up into Will's eyes. "Oh, you're naughty, Will."

William blushes.  "You know, I think I really am.  Took you to bring it out, though."

"Well, it was a pleasure and I hope to encourage you further."

William chuckles and keeps washing.  Then he sets down the washcloth and leans against Liam.  "So, my turn to get washed, maybe?"

Liam soaps up the rag again and starts to scrub Will down. "Of course. A clean William is a happy William."

William purrs.  "Oh yes.  Have to get all clean so I can have fun getting dirty again."

Liam chuckles and once Will is clean he starts to rinse him off. Once that's done he leans his head over his shoulder and strokes Will's chest. "I want you."

William's cock starts to stir under the water.  "How?"

"However you want. I want you. But I want you to fuck me this time not the other way around."

William swallows and nods.  "Ok.  Then let's get dried and back into the bedroom first."

Liam nods lets the water out of the tub and they both dry and go to the bedroom. Liam turns to Will. "And now?"

William kisses Liam hard and looks into his eyes.  "And now...on the bed.  On your back."  He is getting so hard just thinking about fucking Liam again.

Liam climbs onto the bed and lays on his back, looking at Will. "Done."

William grabs the lube and climbs up onto the bed.  He lubes up a finger and works it in, then two fingers, stretching Liam out. Liam's back arches and he pants as wills his body to relax. "Fuuuuuuck," William breathes.  "That is so fucking sexy to watch."  He keeps stretching and probing and then adds a little more lube and starts pushing his cock in instead of his fingers.

Liam cries out now, his back arching again. "Fuckkk, god.  So glad you like it."

William strokes his hands over Liam's chest as he keeps pushing, getting fully seated.  Then he starts moving back and forth, slowly, letting Liam adjust.  "Everything about you is sexy," William says.

Liam looks at Will. "What do you mean?"

"Everything.  Every part of you, your voice, the way you move, everything.  You just ooze sex."  William says as he picks up pace and angles in deep.

Liam arches again and moans. "Godddd, look who's talking...god..oh god."

"Maybe...but you're the only one who noticed," William says.  "Fuck it's so wonderful making you make those noises."

Liam threads his fingers in Will's hair. "Faster...fuck me Will, I want you to fuck the hell right out of me, understand, and I'll make any noise you want."

William chuckles, but starts moving harder and faster, pushing deeper, pressing hard against his prostate now on each stroke.

Liam's fingers flex in Will's hair and he cries out, time and time again. "Oh fuckkk yesss...oh Will...oh good god yes."

William's hand moves down between them and starts pumping Liam's cock as he moves faster and faster.  William is getting close himself, not able to resist the sweet tightness that encloses him.

Liam's eyes dilate and he whispers bucking back as hard as he can. "Close Will, so close."

"Me too.  Together then?"  William asks.

Liam nods. "Together."

William cums then, hard, as his hand continues to pump Liam's cock.

Liam cums at the same time, moaning softly, "Willl."

William slumps against Liam, resting on his chest, breathing hard.  "That was....so incredible."

"You're telling me...god...damn Will. The strength in that tiny body of yours wows me beyond reason."

William laughs.  "Good thing I work out and swim then, I guess.  Good thing for me too, that you like the fact that I'm tiny.  Otherwise you might have fallen for some football player before this and I'd never have gotten together with you."

Liam looks at Will. "I don't sleep with or tend to go for bigger than me people-- maybe it has to do with my nature. I like people I can take care of, that look like they need me to protect them."

William raises an eyebrow.  "That would be me, I guess.  The helpless damsel in distress."  He grins.

Liam shakes his head and strokes Will's cheek. "No, you're my beautiful boy who I insist needs me-- even though he really doesn't all that much at all."

William rubs his face into Liam's hand.  "Yeah, right.  Who rescued who last night?"

Liam smiles and puffs out his chest. "Well I did, Sir. I help the helpless. Maybe I should start a agency, what do you think? Champion of the People. Saver of...puppies, and every such stuff."

William smiles.  "Sounds good.  And I can be your trusty sidekick, who makes all kinds of snarky comments."

"But we would have to change our names to something cool and hero-y. Like L-Man and his sidekick SexGod the boy wonder," Liam says, then chuckles.

William chuckles.  "Oooo, would we have to wear tights?  'Cause I'm thinking no.  Maybe we could wear leather, like the X-Men in the movie."

Liam nods and smiles. "Oh, yeah, go to leather. I already have the cool super car. See?  We're halfway set."

"Yeah.  Sounds like a plan.  We could bring the guys in on it too." William says, grinning.

"We can have a gang.  What should we call ourselves? The Richies...no, too close to Lindsey. The Suburban Avengers. L's Brigade." Liam laughs hard now.

William laughs, holding his sides.  "Stop, stop!  Gonna bloody kill me with laughter!"

Liam stops, pulls Will to him, and kisses him. "I like to make you laugh. That's why I act the ass."

William calms and looks into Liam's eyes, his own eyes glowing. "I l...like it when you make me laugh."

Liam runs his fingers around Will's eyes. "You have the most stunning and expressive eyes I have ever seen, do you know that? It's the bluest, blue. Cerulean seas of sensual enticement."

William swallows.  "That's...wow.  My insides just melted.  Where do you come up with stuff like that?"

"I read a lot of books and I have a tendency to just say it how I feel. I guess it's a natural gift. My mother said I had a gifted tongue. Gunn says it's a snake tongue, because he thinks I am the devil because of  how I can seduce and enthrall." Liam says.

William nods.  "*Enthrall* is definitely the word.  I am completely captivated by you."

"If it keeps you with me you can call it whatever you wish. I mean if you want...god ok I just stuffed my foot in my mouth didn't I?" Liam sits up and sighs.

William chuckles.  "Not too bad.  Besides, you've got no worries on that count.  I'm *all* yours."

Liam shivers hard, visibly. "Shit...god, Will that kills me with an urge. I just can't say."

William's eyes glow.  "Ohhhhhh, please say.  I want to hear this."

Liam holds his hand, and he starts to move them like he is molding something.  He tries to express what he wants to say several times but air just comes out in a wheeze.

William rubs himself against Liam and kisses him.  "Pleeeeeese?"

Liam turns and looks at Will intensely. He pulls Will's wrists up and encases them in his hands tightly but comfortably. "It makes me feel like this. Like I have so much power over you. And I want to do all kinds of naughty, and yes kinky things to you...that kind of urge I've said it so many ways already."

William shivers and moans.  "And I want you to do kinky things to me.  Really, really want you to."  His cock starts hardening again.

Liam moans and rubs the side of his face along Will's. "Lay down on your stomach, then stretch out your hands over your head as far as they will go."

William nods and lays on his stomach, stretching out his arms.  He is shivering and giddy with anticipation of what Liam has in mind.

Liam grabs the lube. "Spread your legs, then grab one of the posts in the headboard for me."

William spreads his legs as far as he comfortably can and then reaches out to grab the headboard post in front of him.  He moans a bit and squirms as his cock hardens still more.

"Don't let go of the headboard, Will, ok? You have to trust me. Do you trust me?" Liam asks.

William nods.  "Yes, I trust you.  Don't let go of the headboard."

Liam nods and moves in between Will's legs. He lubes up his fingers and he starts to trace around his enticing pucker. "Do you remember the one time the utopia channel was on and the men came on and I screamed about something I had saw and couldn't believe?"

William shivers and nods.  "Y-y-yeah.  I remember.  You...you want to do that to me?"

Liam whispers as he dips his fingers in and out, teasing, "Hell yeah. It's definitely a trick I never tried. But if you say no I won't do it."

William swallows.  "I want you to.  Is that like, really terrible, that I want you to do this kinky thing that neither of us have tried?"

"Not any more terrible that I want to do it, Will, trust me. It's just..." Liam's voice trails off as he watches his fingers sink inside Will.  His breathing starts to become labored. "It's just if this makes me hot-what's *that* going to do to me?"

William groans.  "Probably make us both explode, that's what."

Liam moans as he watches the second finger join the first. "Yeah, I think so too."

William moans.  "Ahhh, Liam.  Maybe we should have one of those safewords."

Liam smiles. "You don't trust me then?"

"I do.  But I wanna be able to scream stop and don't and stuff and not have you stop.  'Cause this is gonna be kinda extreme."

"Ok let's see...what do you think would be a good safeword?"

"How about...Kermit?" William asks.

Liam chuckles. "Kermit it is." He pushes a third finger inside of Will and he takes great care to stretch carefully, because here on out it's new territory.

William keens a bit and grabs onto the post, knowing what is coming soon.  "Oh, fuck....damn....that feels good."

"Good.  That's what we're shooting for." Liam pulls his fingers out, lubes them again, then he pushes one at a time until he has the fourth one lined up. "Are you ready?"

William nods.  "Ok, yes, ready."  He forces himself to relax and breathe steadily.

Liam brings his other hand to Will's lower back, and he moves his fingers in tiny soothing circles as he crooks the fourth finger and starts to push it inside easily.  He speaks soothingly. "Good, good Will, so good, baby."

William moans.  "Oh yeah like it when you talk like that...Oh fuck I love your voice...so damn sexy."

Liam keeps talking as he stretches the fingers inside Will. watching in awe and knowing there's more. "You like my voice that much my precious, beautiful boy?"

William whimpers.  "Ohgod yes.  Liam, fuck yes.  First time you made me shiver was when you whispered in my ear."  He grips harder, rubbing his hand on the post as he feels himself being stretched more and more.

"I love your voice too, Will, when you moan for me, whimper for me, say dirty little things I never thought would come out of your pretty mouth."

"What *sort* of dirty little things?  Like when I say I'm your pretty little whore?"

Liam moans and his fingers falter for a second as he regroups, whispering, "Fuck yes that Will..god..oh god baby..."

"Like when I talk about being your kept boy?  Your property?"

Liam moans low as he pushes his lubed thumb against Will's hole, circling it around his pucker. "Yes."

William keens then.  "Oh fuck ohgod ohgod it's gonna happen isn't it?  Gonna put that in and then they'll all be in."

"I don't have to Will. Just say no you can tell me no."

"I want it, I want it, just a little scared about how it's gonna feel.  We've got the safeword...I'll use it if I need to."

Liam nods, taking a deep breathe. "All right.  But use it, Will, use it baby if it hurts too much.  I mean it. Here we go." Liam bends his thumb in, starting to push and curve his thumb inside and to slowly push.

"Ohfuck ohfuck ohfuck godfuck goddamn oh never felt anything like it christ motherfucker YES!"

Liam's eyes almost pop out of his head when his thumb totally sinks inside. He has to close his eyes and breathe calming breaths to steady his self-control.

William whimpers.  "Please talk to me Liam ohgod please."

Liam starts to moves his hand inside of Will, taking great care not to move too fast or too hard. "Ok, Will ok...anything for you, baby, anything, you know that."

"Oh my fucking god Liam your *whole* hand!  Your *whole* hand!"

Liam whimpers and nods, whispering as he curves his hand, brushing as many fingers as he can over Will's prostate. "I know.  You should see it from my end."

William cries out as Liam touches his prostate. "OHGOD!"  And his body jerks and trembles.

"Will, there's more to go. Can you.. I mean...we can just leave it here.  We don't have to go further."

"Fuck no don't stop fuck please wanna feel it!"

Liam nods and he starts to close his hand, making a fist, being careful as usual and slow as usual.  There's no room for error. "Talk to me, Will, tell me. I need to know I'm not hurting you.  Just keep talking*

"FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK OHGOD!"  William screams.  He pants.  "It's good.  It's fine."  he moans, and then whimpers.  His body is coated in a fine sheen of sweat.

Once Liam has made a fist, he just sits and stares, his own body thrumming in an ache of sympathy and pleasure thrumming in his groin. "Oh, Will.  Oh god, it's so sexy.  I can't even tell you how hot this is. You have my fist inside you, my whole fist. God, my cock is so hard right now."

William whimpers again, and then whines.  "Mine too.  Feel like I'm going to burst."

"Want to try something.  If it hurts you tell me." Liam pulls his fist back carefully, then pushes it back inside, rubbing his knuckles against Will's prostate then repeating.

"FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! GONNA CUM!" William screams.

Liam whispers, totally mesmerized by this whole experience. "Cum, then, baby, come on."

William cums then, hard, his whole body shuddering and trembling and shaking, as he groans long and loud.  "Liam!"

When Will calms, Liam slowly removes his hand, bit by bit, until it slips out finger by finger. Liam strokes his hands gently around the hole, soothing it as it goes back to its natural state.

William lays there, gasping.  "Oh, fuck that was intense.  I mean, bloody hell!"

"Yeah.  My fucking god, yeah. Do you want to have a hot bath? I know you just came from there but it might help relax you. Or would you like to nap or anything? I owe you.  That was seriously a lot of trust you gave me.  Thank you for letting me."

William thinks.  "I'd like the bath but I don't know if my legs will hold up to get me there."

Liam moves around the bed, holding out his arms. "Grab me I'll carry you."

William rolls over carefully on his back, whimpering a little as his ass gets pressure on it, and wraps his arms around Liam's neck.

Liam stands and lifts Will carefully in his arms, walking to the bathroom. He sits on the edge of the tub and starts the water. "How warm would you like it, Will?"

"Pretty hot," William says.  "Is it really perverted that I liked you carrying me?"

Liam turns it hot and kisses the top of Will's head. "No, because I liked carrying you." When the water is filled halfway, Liam helps Will into the tub, letting him sink slowly into the water.

William looks up.  "Are you coming in too?"

Liam sits at the edge of the tub pouring relaxing bath oils, some aromatic with jasmine scent. "Do you want me to? I was going to spoil you, let you soak, watch over you."

"If you really want to spoil me, let me lean against you," William says with a shy smile.

Liam nods and stands. "Lean forward a bit for me."

William leans forward and scoots up a bit.  "There."

Liam gets in behind Will and pulls him back gently against him. "There you go."

Will relaxes, laying against his chest.  "Yes.  Now *this* is decadence."

Liam kisses Will's head. "Glad you think so."

William chuckles.  "Think I need to do exercises or something to tighten up after that?

"I'm not real sure. I wasn't even sure I could succeed. I totally went in blind. But I do believe you need lots of pampering and me sucking up to you for letting me do that by far. I don't know if I could've been as calm."

William chuckles.  "Well it was really, really...good.  And letting you do that to me was...wow, incredible.  But I'll take the pampering and sucking up, don't get me wrong."

Liam plays with Will's hair. "Good."

William makes a little rumbly purring sound.  "I like it when you do that."

"What, play with your hair?" Liam asks as he runs his fingers through the strands.

William moans a little.  "Yes.  I like your hands in my hair."

"What else do I do that you like? Where else do you like me touching you?"

William hmms.  "Well, everywhere, really, but I especially like it on my neck, and the small of my back, and my thighs, and my ass...and when you hold my hands.  And when you stroke my face. I like it when you lick on my neck and whisper in my ear.  I like it when you nibble on my neck."

Liam hums, stroking his fingers down Will's hair to his face then his neck leaning over to whisper in his ear, "So, stuff like that?"

William shivers and moans.  "Yeah like that.  Fuck you turn me into a walking hard-on in three seconds flat."

Liam laughs. "Oh, I have a talent. Goodie."

"You have *lots* of talents."  William chuckles.

Liam whispers, licking the shell of Will's ear. "So do you."

William moans.  "That's another one.  Forgot that one.  Licking the shell of the ear.  Damn.  Oooo.  And the bellybutton this morning. So what are *my* talents?"

Liam runs his fingers over Will's lips. "There's this." Then he moves to Will's hands. "These." Then to his cock. "This of course." Then he slides his hand down just barely touching Will's hole. "And god do I ever love here, too. You're so very talented in all these avenues, Will, and naturally so. I can't beat you. Plus there's your voice-- I love your voice. The way your body fits to mine."

William sighs.  "You're all the time telling me how I'm better than you.  You know I may like *that* most of all.  'Cause you're like popular football jock that all the women love and I'm little nerdy swimmer guy that never had a girlfriend and you're saying I'm more attractive than you or I'm better at something sexual than you.  Even if you're just being nice it feels good to hear."

Liam kisses Will's shoulder. "I'm not just being nice, Will. I mean what I say about you."

William smiles.  "I think you're too kind to me.  But I like it.  I like being treated like I'm somebody.  It's nice."

Liam threads his fingers with Will's. "So is this helping?  Do you feel better?"

William nods.  "Yeah.  I mean, still sore, but better."

"I can try kissing it better if you want," Liam says with a tiny grin.

William moans.  "Ok don't say stuff like that unless you mean it."

Liam lightly pushes Will forward then he lifts him up so he is leaning over the tub, his ass sticking out. "I never say anything I don't mean." Liam then trails his mouth down Will's back, his destination clear.

William whimpers.  "Ohhhhhh... oh yessss.  Oh, I am *so* spoiled."

Liam pokes his tongue out when he reaches the cleft and starts to lick slowly downward.

William moans.  "Oh. Oh. Oh.  Ohgod."

When Liam reaches Will's perfect little pucker he kisses so softly once, then again, his lips so gently caressing.

William mewls.  "Oh, Liam.  This is...oh, fuck."

Liam hums, the vibration rumbling against Will's pucker, his tongue moving over it in fast flicks.

William gasps.  "Ohhhhh.  Too good.  Oh.  Good.  Yesssss."

Liam kisses Will's entrance once more, then he kisses up Will's spine, releasing the plug and grabbing a towel as he places one last kiss to the back of Will's neck and getting out, holding out the towel. "Come on, baby, let's get you comfy and in bed."

William gets out and climbs out of the tub.  He walks towards Liam and takes the towel, toweling off. Liam wraps the towel around his waist picks Will back up, walking back to his room. Once inside, he lays Will down gently and closes the door, lowering the light to a warm lighting.  "Crawl under the covers get all warm and cozy."

William scoots up under the covers and burrows into them.  "I love...this."

Liam takes off his towel and moves to the other side of the bed crawling under the covers and nuzzling up to Will.  "Love what?"

"Being taken care of.  Not like I want it all the time...but this is really, really good."

Liam smiles and makes air quotes. "Kept boy."

William makes a purring noise.  "Oh.  Yeah.  I guess this would be part of that too."

"Rest.  We'll take a nap and when we wake we'll go shopping again...local, not Rodeo, so no horrific maulings. So you have something nice and sexy to wear for the club this weekend. I also have plans for us to stay in a ritzy hotel so we can stay all weekend, just you and me."

William cuddles up, resting his head on Liam's chest.  "Sounds good."  William yawns.  "Looking forward to the club.  By the way, can you dance?"

Liam pouts slightly. "I usually just sway if I have to but I don't really have like that natural talent of moving gracefully when it comes to dancing."

"That surprises me.  You can do the tai chi and you're so graceful then."

"Thats just me and it's simple, graceful, calming. That kind of graceful I can do. Plus I'm alone and I don't have to perform for anyone."

William smiles.  "Want me to work with you on it tonight?"

"What, dancing?" Liam asks.

"Yeah."  William blushes.  "Mom makes me take dancing lessons.  In case I ever get a date."

"Oh, ok, if you-well, if you want, sure. I won't mind that-- you teaching me."

"Good."  William's eyes start to drift shut.  "See you in a little while," he murmurs sleepily.

"See you in a little while," Liam whispers, drifting off to sleep shortly thereafter.

~Part: 10~

Later on they wake up and go shopping.  They come back and eat and then William looks over at Liam.  "Ready for dance lessons?"

Liam nods slowly. "Yeah, better late then never I guess."

William drags Liam out in the living room.  He puts a thumping dance song on and comes over and says.  "Ok.  Feet first.  Simple stuff. Watch me and copy."

Liam nods. "Feet, gotcha.  The worst part first.  Whoopee."

"Ok.  Step, step, step, back, step, back, slide, step.  Ok try it with me now."

Liam starts to move, chanting as he goes, "Step, step, step, back, step, backkkkkkk." Liam trips over his own feet and catches himself on the couch, sighing. "Can I quit now?"

William sighs.  "Sure.  I'll just have to dance with some other guys at the club tomorrow."

Liam stands quickly and tries again, his face determined. "Step, step, step, back, step, back, slide, step."

William nods.  "Got it.  Now we just keeps working on that one over and over.  That basic one will get you by and I can do all the flashy stuff."

"That's it? That's enough to get me by? What about all that hips swiveling and like virtual floor fucking moves I always see?" Liam asks.

"We can do those too.   The floor fucking moves, I mean.  But for those all you need to do is sway and then let me work.  Or move with me when I move.  You'll see."

"I'm with you, I trust you. I'm just nervous." Liam says.

William comes over and backs up to Liam, plastering himself to him, raising an arm back up over his head and hooking it behind Liam's neck.  "Now just move with me, okay?"  He starts pushing back and then forward with his hips.

Liam groans but starts to sway and tilts his hips as best as he can with Will. "Something about this is very bad."

"It's sexy and naughty and will have a bunch of the guys at the club wishing they were me so you'd be doing this with them."  William grins.

Liam tucks his hand under Will's shirt, stroking his abs. "How do you know they won't want to be me so they can rub against you?"

William moans.  " Okay.  I still have yet to see evidence that other men are attracted to me.  Aside from Jorge."

"Well we'll soon see about that, won't we? But I know they will and I'm already mentally preparing to punch everyone of them out if they touch you too."

William chuckles.  "Hmmm, really.  Gonna start fights over me?"

Liam pulls Will tight back against him, his hands curling in Will's shirt. "I think at this point, even as early into this as we are, if anyone else dared to touch you, I may beat them nearly to death for trying, yes."

William breathes raggedly, already becoming hot with desire.  "And what should I do if they touch you?"

"The same if you want. But then you don't seem to have my temper or insane jealousy." Liam says.

"Ohhh, I'm jealous,"  William says.  "Just not a big guy that can beat everyone up for it."

"Well we'll buy you a handy electric zapper or a tiny rubber billy club type thing and you can beat them that way."

William chuckles.  "Sounds good.  Ok, you've got this move down...want to practice some more?"

Liam nods. "Yes. I don't want to embarrass you. I want us to be seen as what I see us as."

"Ok."  And they practice an hour or so on the basic footwork.  Then William looks at Liam.  "Wanna practice some more of the floor fucking moves?"

Liam grins naughtily and sidles closer. "Yes, please.  And by the way, every time you say that word my toes curl."

William chuckles.  "Good."  He moves up close and wraps his arms around Liam's neck.  "The crotch grind."  He starts moving his hips in a circular motion so that his crotch grinds against Liam's.

Liam smiles and squeezes Will's asscheeks and starts to mimic this easy move. "This is definitely naughty now."

William laughs.  "Oh, yes.  But that's the point, eh?  Ok, now for the next one."  They keep working for a while, getting hotter and hotter as they rub and grind on each other.  Finally William stops it. "Ok, no more.  Can we go upstairs and shag like bunnies now?"

Liam chuckles. "But, lad, I was just getting good. And who says we have to go upstairs?  Come with me." Liam waggles his fingers walking backwards towards the basement steps.

William's eyes glitter as he follows Liam.  "Okaaaaaaay.  You have something wicked and evil in mind, don't you?"

Liam feigns innocence. "Who me? Never." Liam opens the door and moves out of the way so Will can go first.

William walks down into the cool basement, his eyes slowly adjusting to the dimness.  His skin prickles with excitement, his cock already hard from the dirty dance moves.

Liam can be heard running back upstairs but he is back before Will hits the last step. He opens the door with the pool room and he whispers in Will's ear. "I've had a jones since the last time we were in here."

William shivers.  "Yeah?  Involving the pool table, maybe?"

Liam chuckles softly and licks around the shell of Will's ear. "You know me so well. Go on, go in."

William smiles and goes into the pool room, remembering fondly the sex-charged game they played the last time they were here.  He goes to the pool table, standing pressed against the edge.  "What now?"

"Clothes, of course-- they do ever so need to be removed," Liam says as he shuts the door behind him, putting on low lighting.

William pulls of his shirt and unzips and slides down and steps out of his jeans.  His body is still sweaty from the dance practice and he shivers. "Ok, naked now."

Liam gestures. "Now bend over the pool table for me just like you did when you played."

William bends over, his ass stuck into the air.  "Okay."  His cock is throbbing in sheer anticipation.

Liam moans loudly. "God, you're so bad for me." He starts to take off his clothes.  Once naked, he picks up the lube bottle and moves behind Will stroking his hands down his ass. "Your so sexy, I can't believe no one sees it like I do."

William moans and then chuckles.  "Good thing, apparently, 'cause according to you you'd have to beat them up if they did."

Liam murmurs as he spreads Will's cheeks. "Hurt them terribly...tear off their limbs...yeah."

"Ok, is it really sick that it turns me on that you'd hurt other people for me?  'Cause it does."  William moans again as his cheeks are spread and spreads his legs a little more.

Liam lubes up his fingers, then spreads a bit around Will's entrance. "No, actually gives me a thrill that you don't think I'm a psycho."

William swallows and whimpers.  "No.  I think...Oh, this is going to sound so fucking corny."

"Tell me baby. Tell me.  It won't," Liam says as he pushes one finger inside Will.

"I feel like I was made for you.  For this."  William blushes and closes his eyes, carried away by his own feelings and bracing for the ridicule that is sure to come.

Liam's finger stills and there is no movement for a minute until Liam says softly, "That's the most intense and sexy thing I've ever heard and as soon as I'm inside you I'm going to fuck you into this pool table so hard your imprint will forever be in it. God, Will that was...it was divine."

William lets go a long ragged breath.  "Good.  I was so afraid you would think it was stupid.  But...it's how I feel.  About you."

Liam pushes another finger inside Will, then he brushes them over Will's prostate. "I feel that way too. It's like we fit so perfectly together despite our obvious size differences. Light and Dark but we complement each other. We fit each other."

William gasps when Liam brushes his prostate.  "Yeah.  That's the perfect phrase.  We fit each other."  Grinning evilly, he adds, "Luckily I can fit you in my tight little ass."

Liam's fingers falter and he groans. "Will, you're so damn evil."

William chuckles as he moans.  "Yes I am.  My mother would be so shocked if she knew what a terrible little boy I've been."

Liam removes his fingers and comes up behind Will to nestle his cock against his hole, licking his shoulder. "You mean if we told her you're letting your step-brother fuck you into oblivion daily, we might kill her?"

William shakes his head.  "No, but she'd probably be good and shocked.  At the thought of me having sex more than anything.  You know I'm her good sweet little boy."

"Yeah I do," Liam murmurs as he slowly pushes inside Will. "And you're mine now too, my sweet little boy."

William groans.  "Oh, bloody hell yes I am...yours, all yours, you dirty wonderful evil man."

Liam chuckles. "I'm evil and dirty now, am I?"

William nods.  "Yes, you are...You mind me calling you that?"

Liam bites gently on Will's earlobe. "Not at all, baby." He starts to tip his hips back and forth gently.

William's breath catches as Liam calls him 'baby' in that smooth deep voice.  He moans and pushes back against Liam as he moves in and out.

"Good, oh good keep moving back against me feels so good like this...your all lifted up and poised for me."

William nods.  "Fuck yes.  Bent like this you are getting so deep into me.  It's fucking incredible."  He pushes back harder, wanting more and more of Liam in him.

Liam's hands appear, one on each side of Will's head as he pumps a bit deeper and harder. "More than incredible. God, god.. Better than that. Oh god, better every time."

William cries out as his prostate is hit again and again.  "YES!  Oh fuck it doesn't seem possible but it does get better every time."

"I. god. god, Will the way you make me feel.  The way you feel so tight, so good, and mine. I took...you gave me...fuck...can't even say it.  I may explode if I do," Liam says as he jacks back and forth.

"Oh please say it Liam," Will pleases.  "We can explode together."

Liam shivers hard and whispers in Will's ear. "I took your virginity, you gave to me your innocence and it makes me feel like a god." And like he said, Liam cries out, cumming hard into Will's body.

William screams wordlessly and cums onto the pool table.  As he lays panting, pulling himself back together, he says, "That was...beautiful.  Cosmically, wonderfully beautiful.  Poetry."

Liam mutters from behind Will, "Egotistical, too."

William shakes his head.  "No, no, not really.  You are almost... like a god... to me.  I... I didn't have anything before you.  You've given me everything."

Liam kisses Will's shoulder and pulls out of him gently. "And I'll keep giving until I don't have anything else to give or you grow tired of me."

William stands shakily and strokes Liam's face.  "I'll never get tired of you.  And as long as you are you, you have something to give me."  He stares for a moment then looks away, almost embarrassed by the intensity of the emotions.

Liam tips Will's face to his and steps forward, rubbing his cheek along Will's, speaking softly. "Shh, it's ok, I feel the same way. Don't be afraid of telling me anything, you can tell me everything."

William makes an odd purring sound in his throat.  "It's scary, Liam.  I've never felt this way about anyone before, and sometimes it just plain scares the bloody hell out of me."

Liam laughs softly and presses his forehead against Will's. "Me too, god me too Will. I have never felt for anyone I've been with the fraction of what I feel for you."

William looks at Liam with shining eyes.  "Wow.  Okay.  Having trouble breathing now."  He waits a minute and laughs.  "Maybe we should stop talking about this and get back to the humping like bunnies."

Liam chuckles. "Go on up to bed I have to make hotel arrangements for this weekend. Go me for being old enough."

William smiles.  "Ok, meet you upstairs.  Looking forward to this weekend."  He walks upstairs, leaving Liam to make his call.

Liam picks up all the clothes then throws them in the washer on the way up to the kitchen. He makes the call and reserves a room he thinks Will will love. Then he pads upstairs, peeking his head in the bedroom. "There, all done. Got a room for us for the weekend."

William is on the bed on all fours.  "That's good.  Wanna come in here and maybe...help me with something?"

Liam grins and walks in, shutting the door behind him. The sounds of pouncing on the bed and a breathy moan can be heard. And for the next several hours the only sounds that escape are sounds of deep pleasure.They fall asleep late into the night and when the alarm chimes the next day Liam slams it off and nuzzles his head into the nape of Will's neck.

William awakens, moaning a bit and squirming against Liam.  "Morning."

Liam moans as Will squirms.   He had fallen asleep still inside Will.  Last night they were both too exhausted to move.  He slips out gently and groans at the loss. "Gooood god...good morning, Will."

William chuckles.  "Some night last night.  But we've got packing and shopping to do today.  We'd better get up and get moving."

"What else do we have to shop for and can I hire people to pack for me?"

"Well...there's this...sex shop on the way to the club.  I kinda wanted to stop there and see what kinda stuff they have."

Liam looks at Will and mock gasps. "I'm corrupting you. I'm so bad."

William chuckles.  "Yes, I was so sweet and innocent before.  Aside from all the Victorian porn I read."

Liam chuckles and stands up. "All right, shower time for me." Liam kisses Will hard, then sprints to the bathroom to shower.

William showers as well and then starts to pack.  He gets everything ready and then pulls on faded jeans and a black t-shirt, assuming they will change into club clothes at the hotel.

Liam comes out dressing as well in a threadbare light blue t-shirt that looks like it's been worn one too many times but it clings to Liam like a second skin and a pair of faded light blue jeans. He pulls on a pair of sneakers then packs. He looks at Will. "Ready?"

William nods, grinning.  "So ready."  He hauls his bag down to the Viper, putting it in the trunk, and slides into the passenger seat.

Liam puts his in as well then hops in. He opens the garage then pulls out.  He closes it, then pulls out on the road. "So how far until we hit that store of yours?"

"About thirty minutes.  Well out of the neighborhood, so we can walk in together and not worry about it."

Liam grins. "That wasn't my worry.  I just didn't want to miss it or anything, so give me the heads up when we get close." Then Liam puts the car into gear, the car purring, and then he speeds out and they head out on their way.

When they get closer William gives Liam directions and they stop in front of it.  'Bizarre Bazaar' it says on the outside.  "Ready to go in?"

Liam looks at the sign. "Oh yeah, this looks promising." He turns to Will and chuckles. "You know this will only confirm how kinky and strange I am, right?"

William nods, eyes bright.  "Oh, yes.  Pretty much hoping for it. Want all sorts of kinky things to use and be used on me."

Liam pulls Will's face to his and kisses him, then he pulls back and hums happily. "I adore you. Come on, lets go." He opens the door and gets out. Once Will is out, he locks the car and they go inside.

William's eyes light up as he sees all the kinky stuff laid out to buy.  The place is huge, like a small department store, and William gets a cart for them as they go down the aisles.

First up is a dizzying array of lubes--- flavored, warming, and so on.  William grabs some varieties and puts them in the cart.

Liam smiles and kisses the back of Will's head as they walk the aisles. "Your enthusiasm amazes me, do you know that?"

William giggles,  "Thank you.  It's just...so long with nothing, now I want everything now.  I'm greedy that way." He grins.

Liam puts his arms around Will's waist, stopping him for a second to whisper in his ear,  "Yeah I know, I love it.  You're also needy which I suck up with a spoon." Then he kisses his ear and chuckles, walking off, calling behind his shoulder, "Off to look at handcuffs. Find me when you're done here."

William chuckles.  He goes to the next aisle where they have dildos, sheathes, and all sorts of fun attachments to put on your cock for the pleasure of the receiver.  He picks some of the attachments up. Then he sees the cock rings.  He looks at them and moans, thinking what awful wickedness Liam could do with one of those.  He looks them over and picks one out and puts it in the cart.

Liam surveys the handcuffs-- fuzzy ones, metal plain ones, ones that have a chain connected to another pair. He can only envision something like a metal version of hog tying, and it makes his cock twitch but even he can't bring himself to pick those up. He sees a black pair and it catches his fancy, They are plain but they are pretty. Liam likes pretty. He looks over and sees paddles to his right he whistles and walks over there.

The next aisle William goes down has vibrators, butt plugs, anal beads, and a number of other similar things.  William picks up a large vibrator of the high-powered massager type-- the ones that could actually massage muscles as well as be used for naughty purposes.  And he got a few butt plugs and some anal beads, wanting to try a bit of everything eventually.

Liam swings a few paddles back and forth. Testing them out by the swish they make.  He chuckles and thinks he has lost his mind. But he picks up a small wooden one. Then he moves to the left where the whips and collars are and he remembers his talk with Will and his cock twitches in his pants and he fingers them.

William passes several aisles of odd things, like inflatable dolls (including an inflatable sheep, which has William giggling) and other novelties, and then he reaches the last aisle before entering the area Liam is shopping.  There are clamps.  All kinds of clamps. William looks for a long while and then picks a pair of nipple clamps.  He doesn't know if he will ever get brave enough to use them but he intends to get them nonetheless.  Then he goes to look for Liam.

Liam sees Will coming.   He throws the paddle and handcuffs in the cart.  Then he points to the collars. "Which one you like?"

William looks at them, tries several, and finally hands a black slender one with a sheepskin lining to make it comfortable to wear to Liam.  "This one."  His eyes glitter.  "Gonna get a leash to go with it?"

Liam throws the collar in the cart and mutters, "I'm trying to ignore the leashes. Do you want one?"

William nods.  "Same principle as the belt, right?  You could hold on and pull me like you wanted to."

Liam nods and looks over at them. "You pick that too then."

William picks a long slender black leash that fits the style of the collar.  "Ok, there."  He looks at the handcuff and the paddle.  "Mmmm.  Apparently I've been naughty and need to be spanked."

"Maybe, maybe not..it all depends. So..." Liam looks into the cart at everything, picking up each item, giving it the once over, then at the vibrator. "Ok you get everything you want?"

William nods.  "Yes.  Got everything."  He grins.  "I'm foreseeing lots of fun."

Liam laughs and they walk to the counter.  On the way, Liam tosses a large feather into the cart as well as a few candles he thinks smells nice. And they reach the check out. Liam starts to put everything on the counter.

The countergirl is unphased as she has been working here for a long time. She starts to ring everything up. She pops her bubble gum over and over and only sighs. Liam looks up and smiles and it only makes her sigh more somberly.

Once everything is rung up and paid for they head back out to the Viper and climb in.  They head off towards the hotel.  They arrive and a bellman is there to greet them and get their luggage.  A parker takes the car as they head inside to check in.  At the counter, a perky young woman asks, "Do you have a reservation?"

Liam sets his credit card on the counter. "Yes, O'Donnell."

The girl clacks some keys on her computer.  "Ah, yes, one of the VIP suites."  She takes the credit card and swipes it and then hands Liam two cards.  "The red one is for the elevator--it allows you to access that floor.  The white one is for your room.  The bellman will help you up with your luggage.  Please enjoy your stay!"

"Thanks." Liam takes all the cards including the credit card back and they head for the elevator. Liam swipes the red card through and the elevator shoots open. "Well neato."

Once inside, they can see the usual array of buttons but notice that there are no buttons for the 4th floor, only a space for a card. Inserting the card, they are taken straight to the 4th floor.  They walk down to room 401, and use the white card to enter.  The bellman is right behind them with their luggage and gives them a 'tour' of the suite.  There is a small dining area with honor bar, microwave, refrigerator, and coffeepot.  There is a living room area with a massive entertainment system.  There is a huge bathroom with a TV and a massive bath with jacuzzi.  And, of course, the bedroom.  Huge and plushly furnished.  William looks around at everything in awe.

Liam tips the bellboy and thanks him and he leaves. Liam shuts the door behind him. "Do you like it?"

William nods vigorously.  "Oh fuck yeah!  It's a little mini-palace. Wow."

Liam smiles. "I'm really glad you like it."

William sighs happily.  "Oh, yes, I really do.  How long have we got before we go to the club?"

Liam looks at his watch. "Two hours or so enough to get ready and get there."

William chuckles ruefully.  "Well, sex will just have to wait until we get back then, huh?"

"Did I also tell you how I love how your mind works?"

William grins.  "No, but I love hearing it.  So..." and he grins evilly, "Wanna share a shower?"

Liam starts stripping off his clothes. "Two hours. If we hurry, we can squeeze in our kind of shower time." Then he runs past, jumping out of his pants, towards the bathroom, starting the shower up. William strips quickly and runs to join him in the shower.  About half an hour and much grunting and groaning and moaning later, they actually manage to get showered and cleaned and get out to go dress.

Liam pulls on a dark burgundy sleeveless shirt and a pair of black leather pants. He pulls on a newer pair of boots with silver buckles on the side. Then he styles his hair, this time going for a neater plain spiked-up look with just his bangs all disarrayed. Then his watch and necklace.

William comes out.  He is in a midnight-blue muscle shirt, silk, with peekabo strips showing bits of his skin through sheer panels, and skin-tight lace-up-side leather pants, and ankle-high boots.  His hair is in soft waves and slightly disarrayed curls.  He grins at Liam as he slides a tiny container of lube into his pocket.  "Best to be prepared."

Liam chuckles as he stands. "You're going to end up killing me."

William actually blushes then.  "Yeah, I know.  I'm naughty, I'm terrible, I'm wicked, I'm evil."

Liam cups Will's chin, kissing him. "And I adore you.  Come on, let's go make people jealous."

William nods and they head out the door.  They get the Viper and head off for the club, handing it off to the valet parker there.  They walk into E.J.'s.  It is a huge place, with several bars spaced around the outside of the massive dance floor.  There is a stage as well as platforms with semi-naked oiled musclemen dancing.  William's eyes sparkle as they walk in.  Their fake i.d.'s pass muster with the bouncer and they are allowed into this den of iniquity.  They start to draw appreciative stares almost right away.

Liam chuckles-- he can't help it. He slides his hand up to rest on Will's lower back as they move through the club. When they reach the bar, they order their drinks and wait. Liam strokes his fingers up and down Will's lower back.

A pretty young man comes up to the bar and puts his hand on William's arm.  "Can I buy you a drink, beautiful?"

Liam growls under his breath and looks at the young man. "No, you can't. I got him covered, thanks."

The young man looks impudently up at Liam.  "Wasn't asking you, I was asking the dreamboat here."

William shakes his head and stammers out, "N-n-no thanks."

The young man removes his hand.  "Ok then."  He looks back at Liam.  "Better be prepared for a lot of challenges tonight.  He's too pretty to be out of circulation so young."

"Thanks for the information.  You've been a ton of help," Liam grits through his teeth.

The man moves off just as the drinks arrive.  William starts sipping on his as a group of people press by.  William yelps and nearly drops his drink.  He looks over at Liam.  "Someone groped my ass."

Liam takes a deep breath and nods. He moves his body, covering Will with his own. He picks up his drink, sipping it. "There, no more groping. People here get to keep hands. What did I want to come here for again?"

"To show me off.  Make people jealous.  That's what you said.  Plus, we dance."  William says.

"Ah, yes, it's clearer now, thank you. All that still works but less *actual* touching of you would be nice."

William nods.  "I'm beginning to think I should've worn the collar-- made it nice and clear that I'm property."  He grins.

Liam shakes his head and kisses Will's head. "No, not here, not tonight. Want me to move?  I can."

William shakes his head.  "No, you're fine.  But I want to go dance when we finish our drinks."

Just then another group of men push past.  Liam feels a firm pair of hands grasp his asscheeks and squeeze.

Liam yelps and covers his ass with one hand as he whispers in Will's ear, "Someone just grabbed my fucking ass."

William nods.  "That's how it happened to me.  Seems to be the sport here.  Maybe we should sit with our backs to the bar."

"Good idea...definitely." They both move and plaster their asses against the back of the bar, drinking their drinks.

Finally they finish their drinks and a song with a pounding dance beat starts and William's eyes light up.  "Let's go dance!"

Liam takes a deep breath, then nods going to the dance floor with Will. They start to fall into an easier-than-Liam-thought rhythm. He grinds against Will's ass, his hands just lightly on his hips as he grinds.

William laughs and then says to Liam.  "Look at them.  Look at how many men are watching us."

Liam looks around and Will is right-- everywhere there is someone who sees them are eyes on them. Liam chuckles and says to Will, "You would think they never saw a hot guy before."

"*Two* hot guys," William corrects. "But yeah."

As they dance another couple moves close.  One of them is an intense- looking black-hair, pale-skinned man with blue eyes, and his partner is shorter, darker-skinned, with black hair and brown eyes.  The taller man says to Liam, "Do you share?"

Liam looks at Will. "Do we share, baby?"

William shakes his head.  "No, we don't."

The black-haired man shrugs.  "Pity," and they move off.

They are dancing and the number is nearly over when a familiar figure moves through the crowd and he locks eyes with Liam.  It is Lindsey.

Liam freezes but his hand tightens around Will's waist. "Will, we have a sudden and real issue about to explode in our faces."

"What?"  William asks even as his eyes finally see Lindsey moving through the crowd towards them.

Lindsey makes it to them, the crowd somehow parting as if he has some magic power over them.  "Liam," Lindsey says, his voice sub- zero.  "Imagine seeing you here.  And your little tagalong William. You two look...cozy."

Liam moves to stand beside Will but he does not remove his hand from around his waist-- he just changes how he holds him. "Yeah, we're getting along really well. Funny how you can say it's surprising to see me here. I could say the same for you."

"Oh, Liam, surely you've heard the rumors about me?  Everyone has. But you, *you* are a surprise.  Quarterback, King Cock, god to all the ladies of the school...in a gay club?  With his stepbrother, both of them looking like sin?  No, *that's* a surprise."

Liam closes his eyes, counts back from ten, then opens them, saying calmly, "Well surprise. I came to a gay club, with my step brother, looking like sin. I guess I'm full of surprises. After all I'm supposed to show Will a fun time, so I have been."

Lindsey raises an eyebrow.  "So you're not *together*, then?"

"And this is where I fail to see how that avenue of my personal life is any of your business, Lindsey. It never has been, but you seem to think it is," Liam replies, his eyes narrowing a bit.

Lindsey smiles.  "Well, *that* answer and the possessive arm you have around him are kind of an answer in and of themselves.  Explains why Liz got the heave-ho when little mister leather-pants arrived on the scene.  Quite a juicy story this will make."

Liam clenches his jaw and nods stiffly-- he was waiting for this. For Lindsey to say just those words. But he's been preparing himself so it doesn't hit him as hard. Inside though, inside he is scared, to lose all he's known but he will. He turns to Will and murmurs "Lets go, baby."

Lindsey raises an eyebrow.  "What's the rush?  I only said it would make a juicy story, not that I was going to tell it.  I'm sure I could be induced to be silent."

Liam laughs hollowly as he turns back to Lindsey. "Oh I can't wait for this. All right, Lindsey, how can you be induced?"

Lindsey's nostrils flare and he smiles evilly.  "I'm sure there's enough of you to share," he says.  "I want some."

Liam grits between his teeth, "Oooh I fucking *knew* it!! I so did. No, Lindsey-- the answer's no." Liam turns back to Will, being firmer now. "Will, we need to go."

William nods.  "Yes, Liam," and he obediently starts to move out of the club with Liam tight beside him.  Lindsey is left standing behind them, furious, fuming, just staring.

Once outside, Liam's legs actually give out, and he falls to the ground, his hands shaking.

William kneels, stroking Liam's face.  "You okay?"  His face is filled with concern.

"He's going to ruin me. Everything I have, everything I am...he is going to ruin it," Liam mutters, looking at his hands.

William grabs his hands and kisses them.  "I'm so sorry, Liam, so sorry."

Liam kisses Will's hands back. "Doesn't matter...lets go back to the hotel." Liam stands and regains his balance. He gives Will the keys. "Here, baby, you drive us back."

William drives slowly back to the hotel, keeping half an eye on Liam as he drives.  Their wonderful weekend was shot to hell now, all by a nasty little pest named Lindsey.

Liam looks out the window. He tries to plan his attack of actions to counterattack Lindsey's. But he knows in the end it will be useless if Lindsey tells everyone. Then everyone will most likely reject him and kick him from every high standing he had. He taps the window then looks at Will, smiling softly at him, "When we get home I want you to be in me, ok?"

William nods.  "Yes, Liam.  Anything you want."  William feels miserable, sure that somehow this is his fault.  He feels so bad for Liam because Liam has so much to lose.

Liam strokes Will's cheek "You're thinking. Why are you thinking? No need to think.  Just get us to our nice, big comfy bed."

William moans.  "Certainly not thinking *now*... about anything except getting to that bed."  He keeps driving and soon they are back at the hotel.

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