by Zane Menzy
After ten minutes fussing around to stop Liam’s nose from bleeding, they both went and sat back in the kitchenette of the compact hotel suite. Keegan’s head was still spinning with questions as to how they wound up in such a bizarre situation, his heart still warm from Damon reinforcing the fact they were family.
Liam smiled at him from across the small table, blood stains were visible above his upper lip. “I bet I look a fucking mess.”
Keegan scanned his mate’s bloodied face. “Nar. It’s not too bad. Your nose doesn’t look crooked or anything So I don’t think he broke it.”
Liam touched the ridge of his nose tenderly. “Ouch,” he hissed in pain. “It fucking feels like it.” His eyes flickered at Keegan. “I guess I did deserve it though.”
Keegan didn’t want to say anything. The answer seemed obvious.
“I am sorry, Keegan. Sorry about lying to you and for being such a fuckwit to you at Tony’s house that day.”
“That’s okay,” Keegan answered, wanting to keep things peaceful. “I’d be annoyed too if someone used my bed to fuck in and didn’t clean up.”
Liam laughed. “You really think that’s the reason why?”
Keegan did think the reason was a pathetic one but he had taken Liam at his word. “Is there another reason?”
Liam nodded. He lay back in his chair, spreading his legs out. “This is embarrassing to admit but the reason I got so annoyed was because I was jealous.”
“Jealous of Damon? Do you like him or something?”
“No, Keegan. I was jealous of you. And not in the way you might be thinking,” Liam said. “I don’t think it’s a secret that I am a competitive type.”
“No, it’s not.” Keegan chuckled. “But what’s that got to do with being jealous of me?”
“When I saw the video, I wasn’t grossed out or nothing like I thought I would be. The video was hot. Like I ain’t into guys or anything but what you did. The way you did it. It was fucking sexy.”
This left Keegan a little confused. “If you found it hot, then doesn’t that mean your maybe a little gay?”
“I’m not gay,” he answered a little too forcefully. “I do think I could fuck a guy and probably enjoy it, but I’m not gay.”
All Keegan could hear was the echo of Liam talking in a closet. “Okay.”
“Yeah, I know how bullshit that sounds but what I liked about the video—the same thing I would enjoy about fucking a dude—is the control of it,” Liam said. “You had Damon bent over my bed and gave him everything you had. You totally annihilated him, bro.”
Keegan wanted to blush, he was proud of his sexual prowess being complimented.
“You totally fucking owned him,” Liam continued. “And I would love to do that to someone. Especially a guy like Damon, someone who thinks he’s a big hot shot who can punch anyone they please.” He laughed. “It makes me wanna fuck him even more now.”
“I don’t think that will be happening this life time, sorry.” Keegan grinned at his mate. “But why does all of this make you jealous?”
Liam nibbled on his lip, taking his time to respond. “Because you have done something I haven’t. You know the sort of shit I like to watch online… and what you two did was sort of like that.”
“To be fair, neither me or Damon were tied to a bed wearing rubber suits,” Keegan joked.
“You know what I mean. You still had that whole vibe going on when you spat in his face and slapped his arse.”
Keegan groaned and covered his face.
“Fuck. Don’t be embarrassed, bro. I told you… that shit was hot.”
Keegan smoothed his hand through his hair. “Let me get this right. You are jealous because I fucked someone in a way you haven’t?”
Liam nodded. “I know it’s mental but I always like to think I have one up on you but this time I didn’t.” He gave Keegan a bashful grin. “Fucked up I know.”
“Nothing wrong with being fucked up,” Keegan said. “All the best people are.”
“Thanks, man.”
“I actually thought maybe you were angry ‘cos I never told you about me.”
Liam laughed. “Keegan, I have known about you for a while.”
“Really?” Keegan was shocked. “How did you know?”
“Hard to say. It was just a vibe I started getting. When you were around me I could feel it. There was something different about you this past year.”
It was only in the last year he had taken such an interest in Liam. Keegan thought he had masked it so well. It turned out perhaps he hadn’t. “You could tell?”
“Yep. I kept catching you sneaking little looks at me. At first I didn’t think much of it but after a while I knew what they were about.” Liam nodded. “I could tell you liked me.”
“Shame,” Keegan mumbled.
“No shame in it. I thought it was flattering.” Liam smirked. “It means you have good taste.”
“Good to see Damon didn’t knock any of your vanity out.”
“That will always be intact.” Liam rubbed the side of his face, feeling up his own beauty.
“If you’re not gay and you knew I liked you, why did you get me to make that video with you?”
“Maybe I liked seeing the effect I had on you.” Liam stared at him, not shying away from his motives. “That was me having control.”
Keegan couldn’t doubt that. Liam certainly did have control over his body that day.
“I was surprised when you chickened out after springing a boner though,” Liam said nonchalantly. “If my dick was as big as yours, I wouldn’t run away from showing it.”
This was the first indication Keegan had ever had of Liam’s cock size. It had been a source of endless wonder the past year whenever he had a wank, imagining what it looked like hard. Imagining how it would feel and taste. He began to feel a familiar yearning in his pants. “My cock’s bigger than yours?” Keegan asked, feeling like he was crossing a line.
“Yeah buddy. You win that contest.” Liam winked at him. “Not by much though.”
“Good to know.” He started fidgeting with his hands as a lingering silence drifted between them. Things were becoming weird again. Talking of cock size felt like he was doing something wrong.
Liam cleared his throat. “I’d let you see it, if that’s what you want?”
“Don’t bullshit,” Keegan scoffed, playing it cool.
“No bullshit. If you want to see my cock then I don’t mind showing you,” Liam said.
Keegan wanted to scream Yes! But something was holding him back like he had been nailed in place.
Liam didn’t wait for an answer; he stood up from his seat, dropped his shorts and briefs down past his knees then sat back down.
Keegan’s eyes zoned in on Liam’s pale white meat draped over shaved jiggly balls. Liam’s cock wasn’t completely soft, it was swollen to semi-erect status. Keegan took a breath, trying his best not to give in to the temptation in front of him. For the longest time he had wanted access to his best mate’s cock and now he had it.
“You can touch it if you want,” Liam said, spreading his legs wider.
“I don’t know if I should,” Keegan croaked, trying to blink the temptation away.
“I thought you liked me?” Liam grinned. “On the video you sounded quite in love with me.”
“I do like you, Liam. You’re fucking gorgeous.”
“So are you,” Liam said. “For a guy.” His dick pulsed, throbbing and growing larger.
“You have a nice cock,” Keegan whispered as he continued staring.
“The girls tell me it tastes great too,” Liam said crudely. “How about I let you suck it if you agree to be my bitch for the afternoon. Let me fuck you however I like…”
The wind in Keegan’s lungs emptied. “I’ve never been fucked before.”
“I would be the first to get inside your arse?”
Keegan swallowed. “You would.”
Liam’s cock was now fully erect, the news of K
eegan having a virgin arse tipped his size to its fullest capacity. “You know you want to, Keegan.”
“I-I dunno,” Keegan stammered.
Liam locked eyes with Keegan and whispered in a voice equally sexy and commanding, “You are going to go get in the shower and get clean for me. When you’re done you will come to the bedroom and lay down on the bed and I am going to fuck the shit out of you for the next two hours.” His mouth curled up devilishly.
It was all so fucking derogatory like he was making Keegan swallow his own shit, but Liam’s sultry voice, his piercing blue eyes, his hard dick; it all added together to make it worth it. Keegan gave a slight nod of the head, accepting his fate. If this was the only way he could ever have Liam then maybe it was worth having some submissive secrets of his own.
“I promise you’ll enjoy it.” Liam got to his feet, his pants still at his ankles. “Stand up,” he ordered.
Keegan did as he was told.
“Before we get started I believe I owe you a little something,” Liam said.
“What’s that?”
“A nice big love bite on your neck.”
Keegan flinched. He fucking knew it was me!
Liam tilted his head thoughtfully, as he ran a hand through Keegan’s golden locks. “You thought I didn’t know about you being the one who gave me that hideous root rash the night of your birthday.” He laughed. “I was really shitfaced but I do remember it felt quite nice. Your good with your mouth.”
Keegan blushed. “Thank you.”
“It will be me thanking you when I’m fucking your face.” Liam lowered his lips to Keegan’s throat, trailing kisses up his neck.
He gasped as Liam sunk his teeth in and sucked with such hungry force it began to hurt.
Done with sucking, Liam released his fangs, kissing where he had bitten and blew softly. His warm breath tingled over Keegan’s raw skin like medicine. “I think we’re even now.” Liam chuckled, admiring the bite mark he had just given. “Go jump in the shower and come meet me in the bedroom. I’ll be waiting.” He hitched his shorts up and wandered off, leaving Keegan alone to get his arse ready for wreck and ruin.
In the bathroom, Keegan found a clean white towel hanging behind the door. He threw it over his shoulder then went to turn the shower on. It roared to life with astonishing force, the water rampaging with the anger of a hurricane. As he waited for the water to warm up, he went and inspected the damage to his neck in the mirror. Fucking hell! It was brilliantly red. He knew that within a day it would turn a ghastly purple and look even worse.
Keegan lay the towel down on a small stool beside the shower. He stripped his clothes off, dumping them on the tiled floor. He groped his hard cock that was gagging for release. He only wished it was him fucking Liam and not the other way around.
But this is better than nothing, Keegan told himself. If being used brutally was the only way he could have a piece of Liam then he just had to accept it. Liam was the boss. Not Keegan.
What about Garth? Keegan felt bad, but it wasn’t like they were dating. Garth wouldn’t turn down a chance encounter with some girl he had fancied for over a year. Or would he? Keegan cast his guilt aside, following his cock’s instinct instead of his heart.
He was about to step into the shower when he noticed something bunched up on the ground in the corner of the bathroom.
What the fuck?
Keegan wandered over to the green streak on the floor. It was a pair of green silk boxers. Skippy’s mean greens!
Keegan ripped open the small cabinet above the sink. There were three deodorants in all and three razors. Liam wasn’t the only one staying here. He hadn’t come all this way to just see Keegan and apologise or to have some sexy fun. Keegan realised that he was just a bloody item on a holiday to-do list.
It was the stub of a ticket on the bottom shelf that gave away the real reason for the trip. Keegan read the name printed on it. Green day. The fuckers had all come up to see the concert without him. He knew that if he went back out and checked in the other bedroom he would probably find two single beds where Tony and Skippy were staying. He put his clothes back on and marched into the room Liam was in. His mate was laying down on the bed, fully naked, wanking his hard cock. Liam let go of himself when he saw Keegan still unwashed, wearing a scowl on his face.
“What’s wrong?’ Liam asked.
“Did you come up to Auckland just to see me and try and patch things up,” Keegan said heatedly. “Sorry…. I mean did you just come up to blackmail me and Damon.”
“What are you on about?” Liam sat up, covering his crotch with his hands.
“Why are you in Auckland?”
Liam’s eyes darted to the side. “What did you find in the bathroom?”
“It doesn’t matter. Why are you in Auckland?”
Liam took a deep breath and gave a blunt honest answer, “I’m up here with Tony and Skippy. We arrived on Thursday and went to the Green day concert last night. We’ve been fucking about doing touristy shit the past few days but the concert was the main reason we came up.”
“I should have known,” Keegan muttered.
Liam got off the bed and walked over to him. His beautiful dick bouncing like a hard arrow. “Keegan, I’m sorry. I didn’t want to tell you in case you felt left out.”
“Gee, funny that. Since I do sort of feel left out.”
Liam rubbed his shoulder. “Yes, the concert was the main reason to come up here but so were you. I did go to visit you last week and talk, but you’re mum told me you were staying with your dad. How do you think I even knew you were up here?” He sighed. “And yeah, the whole blackmail thing was crappy but I just… I hadn’t intended that part. That only came to me in a moment of horny fuckery.”
Keegan wanted to stay angry but he couldn’t. He couldn’t stay mad for long with Liam. He also knew what horny fuckery was like. It was the driving force for his two times with Damon. “And now? Is you wanting to fuck me another case of horny fuckery?”
“Probably.” Liam grinned. “But that doesn’t stop me really wanting do it. I know you want this too.”
No. Keegan didn’t want this. He didn’t want to give himself away just for some guy who was horny and wanting to use him as an experiment. All that Keegan had in his head was Garth. He felt sick knowing the stuff he had already done with Liam, it felt like he had cheated on his pretend boyfriend. “I don’t want this. I can’t want this.”
“Why not?”
“I think I have a boyfriend.”
Liam laughed. “Piss off. No you don’t.”
“I sort of do. Garth and me…” Keegan’s voice trailed off.
“Damon was right, wasn’t he? You and Garth are an item.”
“Not yet. But I really like him. I really do.”
“More than me?” Liam smiled.
Keegan nodded. “Yes… even more than you.”
Liam laughed and stepped back to sit on the bed. “Guess I should probably put my clothes back on then.”
“Probably.” Keegan groaned into his hands. “Garth’s gonna be so fucked off when I tell him what I have done.”
“Then don’t tell him.”
“Umm, I don’t think I have much choice in the matter, Dracula.” Keegan pointed to the mark on his neck.
Liam laughed. “True. But that’s the only thing that happened. I can vouch for you if you need me to.”
“Cheers,” Keegan said. He knew he wouldn’t be taking Liam up on the offer though. Garth would probably tell Liam to fuck off and not believe a word of it no matter how true it was. “Anyway, where’s the other two?” Keegan asked, looking behind him towards the closed door of the other bedroom.
“Gone to Waiheke island for the day. I lied and told them I get sea sick so I couldn’t go.” He smiled. “I really did want to see you, Keegan. That wasn’t a lie.”
“I know.” Keegan could see truth dwelling in Liam’s blue eyes. “It’s been good seeing you too. Even if it has been all sorts of… .”
He whipped his eyes towards Liam’s deflating cock. “Weird.”
They looked at each other and began to laugh.
“So are we still mates?” Liam asked. “I feel like things aren’t the same now. Like nothing will be normal again.”
Liam was right. Things weren’t the same. Their normal had abandoned them.
“Yeah, we’re still mates,” Keegan said. “I guess it might just take a while before we find a new normal between us.”
Liam looked almost sad at accepting this. “Will you be coming home soon?”
Keegan thought this over. “Honestly. I don’t know.” He looked out the window at the urban landscape; the new scene of his life. “But I will keep in touch. I promise.”
“You bloody better.” Liam stood up again and wandered over. He opened his arms, motioning for a hug. Keegan stepped into his friends naked embrace. “I’m gonna really miss you, bro,” Liam whispered.
Keegan squeezed him back. “Ditto.”
As they parted from the embrace, Liam was smirking.
“What’s so funny?” Keegan asked.
“Doesn’t this feel like some tragic movie moment where we are meant to have learnt some important life-changing lesson?”
“It does a bit,” Keegan agreed.
“Fuck knows what the lesson is though.”
Keegan studied the room and his naked mate who had been so close to using him in degrading fashion. The room was warped between reality and fantasy. The answer was dripping all over them. “Can’t you see it?” Keegan chuckled. “The lesson is you and me watch too much bloody porn.”
Chapter Thirty-Seven
Matt rubbed his temples, closing his eyes in pain. He was left speechless from what he had just been told. It felt like an asteroid had just crash-landed, destroying his world. He peeled his lids open to see Jason staring back at him from across the table with cautious eyes.
“Why didn’t you tell me about this as soon as you heard,” Matt demanded.
“It wasn’t my story to tell. It was between Keegan and Damon,” Jason said, sounding uneasy.
Matt felt terrible for his son, wondering how horrible it would feel to know that such a private act was in the most public of places. It suddenly made sense why he had arrived in town unannounced and out of the blue. “I’m his father, you should have bloody told me.” Matt smashed his fist on the table. “Fucking hell.”