Liar, Liar

"25 years in and you really think I would have hit puberty."

"25 huh?" He looked over his shoulder and winked at me.

"Dammit. I'll give up my maiden name and my address if I'm not careful." I laughed.

"You're hot." I said, running my eyes over his body. "Fucking crazy Linds, but you are hot." He smiled shyly.

"Yeah Wir, you too. Crazy motherfucker. Can't believe you played along all night."

"It was kind of fun." Linds grinned.

"Come again next week? I'll fuck you as Carl." I shook my head.

"Fuck Carl. I hate that guy. I was only with him because he paid me. Now you, Linds. You're the kind of guy I wanna spend a night with." Lindsay turned away from the mirror and looked at me. He bit his lip.

"You mean that don't you?"

I motioned for him to come over to me and he shuffled over slowly. I pulled him into my lap once he was in reach and he stumbled over me clumsily, blushing as I arranged him to straddle me. I pushed his hair off his face and looked at him closely. His hair was wavy- I guess he straightened it as Michael, and his eyes looked darker and greyer in the dim light of the hotel. He was freckly all over- Michael wore makeup so I'd never noticed. His limbs were long and had a little muscle to them- I suspected he was going to broaden right out later in life.

"Hey." He said, reaching up to touch my face. He held my chin and we stared at each other.

"Hey." I said softly. I ran my hands over him, feeling his slightly hard abs. "Why do you hide yourself?" I asked as I touched him. He sighed.

"It's fun." He shrugged. I squeezed his sizeable ass, the only part of him that wasn't just a little too thin.

"You need to eat more." I said as I touched his thighs." He raised an eyebrow

"Thought you liked the twinky femme look? You couldn't keep your eyes off Michael." I slowly peeled down his leggings. He obligingly lifted his hips for me.

"Mmm. I like your look. But I wouldn't like it any less with a bit of meat on you." He rolled his eyes.

"Between you and my mother..."

"So there is a mother." I kissed his cheek as I pulled his leggings further down.

"And a father." He confirmed, pressing his forehead to mine. I slowly dragged my fingers over his tattoos- I'd been wrong, his thighs were covered in intricate designs that snaked up under his underwear. I discarded the leggings and cupped his ass in his dark blue briefs. I gently played with the waistband, pushing his shirt up and stroking his abs with my free hand. He whimpered and leant his head on my shoulder, panting against my neck.

"Oh, Linds." I sighed, wrapping one hand in the hair at the nape of his neck. It was warm and slightly damp- it must have been hot under that wig all night. My hand reached his nipple and he moaned as I tweaked it, pressing his hard dick into me. It was all too much. I had to have him.

I picked him up to throw him on the bed and he made a strangled noise in his throat as he wrapped his legs around me.

"Fuck, you're strong." He said as I collapsed on top him on the bed and started tugging at his shirt. He let me pull it off him and I knelt back, admiring him for a second.

"Ataahua." I whispered. He bit his lip.

"Translate?"

"Beautiful." I kissed his neck. I moved to face him and my hand drifted down to wrap around him. He sighed and his hips bucked as I stroked his dick through his briefs, making them wet from his pre-cum. I fiddled with the waistband, snapping it against his skin.

"Take them off." He whispered. "Please, please..."

"Who are you?" I demanded, my teeth scraping his collarbone.

"Lindsay. I'm Lindsay, I told you."

"Yes puppy, you told me." I pulled his head back the tiniest fraction. "You tell me lots of things. Teka koe." Lindsay blushed and bit his lip.

"Translate?" He asked again.

"You're a liar."

"Oh. Yeah. Yeah I am. But I'm not lying right now... please..."

I relented and sat back to peel his briefs off. He moaned, lifting his hips for me and sighing as I freed his dick. He was surprisingly big for someone so small- but it matched his big hands and feet. He was rock hard and the tip was purple. He bit his lip as I looked at him.

"Like what you see?" It wasn't bravado. Linds was nervous. I held him tight.

"Oh yeah." I said, admiring him.

I thought he'd be smooth everywhere but he was covered in a soft furry layer. He looked older when he was naked and spread like this. Maybe his age. If that really was 25. I kissed my way up his thighs as he gyrated his body beneath me. I paused as I reached his crotch and let him feel my presence, whining for me.

"Are you really 25?" I asked.

"19." He moaned. I rolled my eyes.

"Liar." I pulled my head away and he sighed in frustration.

"25. Truly."

"Good boy." I lowered my head again and gently took his balls in my mouth. I sucked on them lovingly, moaning back against the little whimpers he was making. I paused.

"You a student?"

"Yeah."

"What do you study?"

"Jazz history." I laughed and pulled on his nipple.

"No." I said firmly as he cried out.

"Pre- Med."

"Try again." I pulled on his pubic hair then and he curled up in pain with a yelp.

"Fine! English Lit." He panted. I looked at him. I could believe that. I licked his shaft and took him in my mouth, slowly moving up and down. I loved how easily he totally fell apart for me, and I refused to let him see how much he was driving me crazy.

"Oh god." He said. "Fuck Wir." I smiled at his enthusiasm. He unclenched and started to writhe below me, wrapping his legs around me and drawing me deeper into him. "Oh my god." He moaned. "Holy shit. You have to stop." I laughed and pulled off, just teasing the tip of his dick with my tongue. "Wir, for real..." He sighed and tried to push me away. I paused.

"Linds, I wanna make you cum. I want you to moan my name and lose control."

"I will. I will. But please, please, please..."

"Please?"

"Fuck me." I moaned and gripped his thighs tightly. I pushed his legs wider apart and nudged his hole with my nose, eliciting a sweet little moan. I gently lapped at his hole, swapping between my tongue and my fingers and watching him arch his back and swear for me. "Oh God. Oh Wir- Jesus..."

"You like that?"

"Yes."

"Tell me how much you like it."

"Ah- it feels so good- oh my god, I feel like a fucking hole...such a fucking...slut..."

"Good boy." Lindsay sighed and I knelt up between his legs, running my fingers over his thighs.

"Please fuck me." He whined. I rubbed my dick up and down his crack, holding his arms open for me.

"Of course baby. What's your favourite colour?" Lindsay rolled his eyes.

"Blue, blue, I swear Wir, it's blue." I grinned.

"Hmm."

"Blue like a stormy sea."

"The same colour as your eyes."

"Sure, whatever. Just fuck me." I laughed.

I groaned as I entered him and he sighed. His hands sought mine, resting on his thighs, as we waited.

"Go slow." He whispered, and I started to grind my hips gently against his. His eyes rolled back and he started thrusting to meet me.

"Hey." I said. "Go slow." He chuckled.

"Fine. You're in charge, I guess." I thrust into him and he moaned.

"Of course I am."

I teased him like that for some time as he begged me to pound him. I waited until he was sobbing before I really started thrusting. I loved how he felt beneath me, his legs unable to do anything but uselessly fall around me. His dick grazing my stomach, his hands alternately gripping the sheets or me.

"You close?" I murmured as his swearing picked up. He rolled his eyes and panted against me. "What's your last name Lindsay?" I said as I held him tight. He moaned.

"McGregor." He said.

"I promise you I'll ruin your orgasm."

"Berkeley."

"Last chance Linds."

"Webster." He sobbed. "Lindsay Webster." I liked the ring of that. I nodded.

"Good boy."

I reached for his dick and started jacking him off. I hoped he was close because I was closer.

"Linds, I'm..."

"Fuck yes." He whined. Our grunts set each other off, I couldn't say who came first but we moaned and rocked our hips together as we rode it out. I fell onto his chest and reached up to gently scrunch his hair.

"So how much do you owe me?" I joked. Lindsay pouted and pulled me off him, both of us moaning as I slid out of him.

"More than I can afford." He said. "First ones free though right? To get me hooked."

"Oh you're hooked." I kissed his forehead and started to pull my pants up. Lindsay frowned.

"Wrong way." He said. "Those go right off, and your shirt, and you lie down and wrap me in your arms until morning."

I looked at Lindsay. He wasn't going to take no for an answer.

—-

We had breakfast together, it was included in his room. He looked acceptable in his yoga pants and t-shirt. I looked deplorable. I looked like a one night stand. I looked every bit the hire I'd been playing last night.

"I like your hair." Lindsay said over breakfast. I pushed it off my face.

"Well overdue for a haircut." I said, Lindsay pouted.

"I like it longer." He said.

"Buy me a wig then."

—-

I slunk back home and Mum caught me on the way in. She looked me over and rolled her eyes.

"How's your head?" She said .

"Ok actually. It was more dancing than drinking." Mum rolled her eyes. I think she knew what dancing meant.

I thought about Toby, the cute guy I'd been grinding on. Would I have to check in with Linds before I texted him? Na, Linds was a hookup. A crazy hookup and a crazy hot hookup but a hookup nonetheless. He hadn't even given me his number.

I texted Toby.

Hey. It's Wiremu. We met at Lulu last night. You might remember I notably had no shoes and an overbearing boyfriend. So uh... what are you up to?

I didn't get a reply back all day, and if almost forgotten by the time he replied.

Hey. That was notable. Did I get you in trouble? Can I buy you a drink to make it up to you?

I got in heaps of trouble. You might need to buy me several.

Ouch. Ok. Meow? 7.30? Tomorrow night?

Perfect. See you then, Toby.

—-

"Out dancing again?" Mum said as I pecked her cheek on the way out. I shrugged.

"We'll see."

I looked a bit more casual tonight, this was definitely more of a dive bar I was heading to, with live local bands instead of a dance floor. Even so I'd learnt my lesson about sneakers and was wearing a pair of leather Chelsea boots under my jeans.

Toby was waiting for me outside, smoking on the patio. He grinned and waved to me.I checked him out properly. Tanned, short light brown hair, very friendly smile. He was wearing a t-shirt and shorts and I suddenly felt stupidly over dressed in my dark jeans and button up shirt. His eyes ran down my body.

"You look great." He said. "Sorry, I came straight from work." I hopped up to join him and helped myself to one of his cigarettes.

"It's good. Its less confusing for people of one of us looks butch." He laughed and blushed.

"What do you want?"

"Glass of something red?"

"You got it."

We chatted about nothing- where we worked, what we studied. He told me he didn't believe in Economics and I was tempted to agree with him. He wasn't much of a reader but he had a stupidly extensive knowledge of film. I listened to Unknown Mortal Orchestra and Parcels, which he hadn't heard of, and he listened to Six60 which, to my shame, I had heard of and I tried not to judge him too much because of it. He was leaning into me and hanging on to my every word and he didn't even tell me off for smoking his cigarettes. I wasn't falling for him, but I was into him.

-

It was my turn for a round and I grinned as I saw a tall figure leaning over the bar. He had a backwards cap and was wearing chinos and a bomber jacket. He had a skateboard tucked in his backpack. I slipped in beside him and ordered a drink.

"Come here often?" I said. He glanced down at me and smiled slowly.

"First time." He said.

"You look familiar. Have we met?"

"I would remember." He said, and held out his hand. "George." He said. I grinned.

"Wiremu."

"Nice to meet you." He leant against the bar. "What are you drinking?" I shook my head.

"I'm here with someone..." I pointed to Toby and waved at him as he caught my eye. I glanced back to Linds. He raised an eyebrow.

"That so?"

"Yeah." I leant in close to his chest and glanced up. "Think I'm going to fuck him in the bathrooms." I whispered.

"That so?"

"What do you think?"

"I think you better be careful to lock the stall. Someone might catch you." I grinned and headed back to Toby with our drinks.

"Old friend." I explained. "High school." Toby nodded.

—-

We were a few more drinks down and I had managed to move him to my lap. I rested my head on his shoulder and whispered in his ear.

"So Toby. I already know you're the kind of guy who doesn't mind hooking up with a cheating slut. Are you the kind of guy of guy who likes to get fucked in public bathrooms?" Toby laughed.

"You are so ridiculous." He said. "We can go to mine if your boyfriend is home."

"I didn't ask to go to yours. I asked if you like to get fucked in public bathrooms."

He moved to face me and studied me carefully. Eventually he took a drag on his cigarette.

"Never tried it." He stroked my face. "But I'm open to anything once." I grinned and entwined my hands with his.

—-

He went in first. I waited a minute and finished my cigarette and I sought out Linds in the crowd. He was with a group of hipsters with mullets and cheap beer and I nodded in the direction of the bathroom as I walked past him. He didn't react.

Toby was in the only occupied stall. He was sitting on the toilet looking nervous. I grinned and wrapped myself around him, pressing my hard dick into his ribs and letting my arms drape around his neck to allay his fears.

"Toby." I whimpered. He moaned back in spite of himself and started stroking his hands up and down my back. I grabbed the neck of his shirt and stood up, moving him over the toilet seat.

"Oh fuck." He said, as I spread his legs, feeling his dick between them. He was as hard as me.

"Palms against the wall." I suggested. He obeyed me, and took his stance as wide as it would go. He even lifted his ass a little, like a well trained puppy. I grinned as I peeled down his waistband.

"I don't have lube." I apologised before parting his cheeks. "This will have to do."

"Wait." He panted. "I have condoms." I rolled my eyes.

"Don't worry baby, I'm not a total fucking moron. I'm just gonna rim you ok, then we can worry about not getting you pregnant." Toby laughed.

"Ok." He panted. I spread his cheeks again and admired his pink hole, quivering for me. I kissed his cheeks and licked up his crack before working my tongue into that tight little hole.

He might not be experienced at this but it didn't take much to relax him. Soon he was a whimpering mess and I had to wrap my hand around his mouth to make him shut the hell up.

"Please." He begged through my fingers. I let him suck on them as I wrapped myself up. My head jerked up as I heard the door open. Toby froze, and I gently stroked his back to reassure him as we waited.

I didn't recognise the tread, but that meant nothing. I did see the shoes stop next to our stall and I grinned.

"We're fine." I whispered. "That was just the wind or something." Toby looked back at me. I stroked his face. He nodded slowly and turned back around, and I worked a finger in, watching him silently curl up in ecstasy as I started to finger fuck him. One, easy. Two, not much harder. Three and ...

"Oh God, Wiri, please..."

"Please?"

"Fuck me please?"

"You want me to take you right now, in a public bathroom? Like a little slut who can't keep his legs closed?"

"Oh my God. Yes." He moaned. I smiled as I heard the door creak, just a little, and started to work my way in.

I could tell it hurt without lube and we went slowly at first as he gasped and adjusted. But then I hit something he liked, and suddenly he was fucking himself on my dick with reckless abandon.

"Oh fuck yes." He groaned as he bounced up and down.

"Shh." I giggled and wrapped my hand over his mouth again. He moaned. "Keep it down, dumb slut."

"Oh I'm such a dumb slut." He whispered.

"I know. Spreading your legs because I want it. That's so hot. You're a good boy."

"Yessss." He whined, throwing his head back. "I'm..." He paused as he opened his eyes.

I glanced behind me, where he was looking.

Linds was standing in the corner of the stall. He was stroking himself through his chinos as he watched.

"Don't stop on my account." He whispered. I thrust experimentally into Toby and he couldn't stop himself moaning. "Yeah. Like that. Real slow." I rolled my hips, my eyes on his- maybe. Hard to tell with the sunglasses. "Good boy." Linds reached out and stroked Toby's hair. He whined and leant into the touch.

"What a hot little slut." He said to me. I grinned.

"Fuck, yes. He's so tight, aren't you baby?"

"Wiri, harder, please." Toby moaned.

"What do you think?" I grinned at Linds. He took Toby's head in his hands and gently pressed his thumb between Tobys wanting mouth.

"Yeah. Fuck him. Hard. Deep." Well, his wish was my command and I held Toby's waist firmly as I started driving into him. His mouth opened and he sucked on Lindsays fingers desperately, moaning. I leant forward to whisper in his ear.

"You want his dick?" I asked. Toby whined and slammed his ass against me.

"Yes. Please, yes oh my god." I looked over to Linds.

"Your dick. His mouth." I panted. Lindsay looked at us thoughtfully. He slowly stepped over the toilet and sat on the top, shuffling his pants down. His dick was the perfect height for Toby to fall on to it, which he did enthusiastically. I can't imagine it was a particularly good blow job, but god damn did that kid want it. He was almost sobbing as he slobbered on Linds. It was way too much. I slowed down and Lindsay reached for my shoulder.

"Don't stop." He demanded. I whined.

"I'm so close." Lindsay slapped Toby and he looked up.

"You close?" Lindsay checked. Toby sobbed, which was confirmation enough. Lindsay sighed and pulled away from Toby, stroking himself furiously.

"Keep fucking him. But don't cum. Hold it." It was my turn to sob. Lindsay smirked. "Oh don't give me that, you fucking slut. Someone else is in charge for a second. Deal with it."

"Fuck you Lindsay." I moaned, totally blowing our cover, not that I noticed. I kept fucking Toby, both of us falling apart for Linds.

"Kiss him." Lindsay held my neck and I found my lips touching Toby's. "Slow." Lindsay said. "Sloppy." My mouth fell open and Toby slowly licked my tongue. We pressed our faces to each other, panting into each other's mouths. "Yeah that's fucking hot." He growled. "Ok. Keep kissing. Cum for me. Both of you."

"Oh god." I moaned as I started to fuck Toby hard and deep again. I reached for his dick and he cried against me. We tried to keep kissing but we were too close, we just panted into each others willing mouths. I came first, moaning his name, and glancing up at Lindsay, moaning his name too. Toby followed me, curling up against me and shaking as he swore under his breath.

"Fuck yes."Lindsay murmured as he came. He caught it with one hand, squeezing it out of his pulsating dick. He stroked Toby's hair and held out his palm. Toby obediently lapped it up. Toby and I were too spent to say anything as he smirked and zipped up, leaving the stall and us to each other.

We lay against each other, panting. Eventually Toby started laughing.

"He aha?" I touched his hair. He laughed harder.

"English, Wiri." I sighed.

"Why are you laughing?"

"You and your boyfriend." He said. "Did you plan this? You two are ridiculous. That fucking wig he was wearing last time!" I laughed in spite of myself.