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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Teen_Wolf_(TV)
  Relationship:
      Liam_Dunbar/Stiles_Stilinski, Scott_McCall/Kira_Yukimura
  Character:
      Stiles_Stilinski, Liam_Dunbar, Scott_McCall
  Additional Tags:
      Past_Scott_McCall/Stiles_Stilinski_-_Freeform, Hand_Jobs, Mutual
      Masturbation, Underwear_Sniffing, Duct_Tape, Bondage, Caught, Strip_Tease
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-10-07 Words: 2332
****** Sharing Secrets ******
by TamerOfPickles
Summary
     Stiles and Liam catch each other in compromising positions.
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
Stiles parked his jeep in front of Scott’s house. He checked the driveway to
see if anyone was home, but both the car and the bike were gone. His mom was
working today, and Scott had said that he was going to study with Kira before
hanging out with Stiles. Scott had been doing that a lot lately and had gotten
into a bad habit of letting it run over into what was supposed to be Scott and
Stiles time. It annoyed Stiles a bit, but he couldn’t blame him.
Stiles got out of the jeep and headed for the front door. There was no point in
waiting outside when Scott had given him a key. Melissa wouldn’t like it, but
Stiles was a pro at keeping their parents in the dark. That was why he knocked
and paused long enough to see if he could hear anyone inside. Satisfied that no
one was home, he opened the door and went inside.
Even with Scott’s permission, Stiles still found it weird to be in the house
alone. It was eery without the sounds of someone who lived there. This didn’t
bother Stiles for long, and he was soon grabbing a cookie from a jar in the
kitchen. As he ate it, he circled through the downstairs trying to decide what
to do while he waited for Scott. He settled on using Scott’s laptop, but he
didn’t see it downstairs.
He climbed the stairs to check Scott’s room, but found his desk was empty. ‘Of
course,’ he realized, ‘Scott would have taken it with him.’ Studying wasn’t
just a pretext for Scott and Kira to be together. Discouraged, Stiles fell onto
Scott’s bed and wondered else he could do to pass the time.
Glancing to his side, he noticed Scott’s hamper through the bathroom door.
Could he risk it? Should he? He got up and headed for the bathroom with a quick
stop at the window to make sure he didn’t see Scott on his way home. Stiles
rummaged through the dirty clothes until he found a pair of the black boxer
briefs that Scott liked. He brought it up to his face and breathed in Scott’s
sweet, musky scent. He’d never tell him, but he loved the way Scott smelled.
His reverie was interrupted by a loud exhaling from behind him followed by a
series of quick breaths. Stiles tried to turn around, but he was already
jumping from the shock. He ended up knocking over the hamper and landing on his
butt facing the door. He turned toward the tub to discover Liam was lying there
tied up in duct tape just like the first time Scott had brought him home. He
must have been trying to hold his breath to keep Stiles from noticing him.
“Liam? What’s going on?” Stiles reached forward and pulled a strip of tape off
Liam’s mouth so that he could answer.
“It’s not what it looks like,” Liam said between deep breaths.
Stiles couldn’t guess what Liam thought it looked like. “Did someone kidnap
you? Is Scott okay? I’m calling my dad.”
“Don’t!” Liam lifted from the tub as he reflexively tried to grab Stiles’s
phone despite his arms being firmly taped in place. “Scott’s okay. He’s the one
who did this to me.”
Stiles put his phone away, instinctively switching into Scott protection mode.
He couldn’t say that this wasn’t something that Scott would do because this was
exactly something that Scott had done. However, last time there had been
extenuating circumstances and he had called Stiles immediately to get his help.
“Why?”
Liam blushed, “We weren’t fighting or anything. It’s kind of hard to explain.”
Stiles finally broke eye contact with Liam to take a closer look at what was
going on. Unlike last time, Liam wasn’t wearing a shirt. Glancing downward
Stiles saw that Liam was only wearing a pair of boxers under the tape. Stiles
couldn’t help but check Liam’s crotch, where he a bulge along Liam’s right leg
straining against the tape and a little bit of flesh peeking out from the
bottom of the boxers. Stiles gave Liam a smirk. “You kinky little devil.”
Liam couldn’t meet his gaze anymore, but Stiles could see the tears coming down
his cheeks. “You think I’m a freak. Please don’t tell anyone. I’d do anything
you ask.”
Fuck. Liam was becoming a mess, and Stiles wasn’t the best at these sorts of
things. What would Scott do? Stiles put his hand on Liam’s chin and turned his
head back toward him. “I happen to like freaks. Have you seen the people I hang
out with?” Liam only gave a weak smile to this, but the tears had stopped. “And
you don’t have to do anything for me to keep your secret. I like to think I
have a pretty good track record at keeping secrets.”
The silence that followed was comfortable as both were relieved to have sorted
that out, but it became awkward as they realized that they didn’t know what to
do next. Liam broke first. “So, what were you doing with Scott’s underwear?”
It was Stiles’s turn to blush. “I was hoping you hadn’t noticed that. I guess I
just like the manly smell. It turns me on a bit.”
“You’re gay?”
“Bi. I like girls, too. What about you?”
“I’m not sure.”
“That’s normal. It can be tricky to sort out what’s platonic and what’s
romantic and what you feel and what you’re supposed to feel.” Stiles gave
himself a squeeze. “It doesn’t help that this guy has a mind of his own.”
Liam nodded and looked off into the distance. After a moment of thought, he
turned back to Stiles and then looked down at the clothing on the floor. “Could
I try it?”
“You want to smell Scott’s boxers?” Stiles picked up the pair he had before.
“I won’t know if I like it until I try.”
Stiles couldn’t think of a reason to refuse, so he placed the underwear in
front of Liam so that he could lean forward and take a whiff. Stiles thought
that Liam’s expression looked uncertain about what he thought, but a check down
below revealed that Liam was definitely responding. “I see that you like it.”
Liam was confused for a moment before following Stiles’s gaze and laughing. “I
guess I did. I think I might be at least a little bit gay.”
“Cool.” Stiles glanced back down. “I could help you out with that if you want.”
Liam bit his lip with desire. “Okay.”
“We don’t have to if you don’t want to. We could just talk. I could untie you
and we could play videogames or watch a movie. I could give Scott a call
wondering where he is and pretending that I never found you.”
“No, I want to do this. I’m just nervous. I’ve never gotten a handjob before.”
“You mean you and Mason never?”
“Nah. We don’t talk too much about sex stuff because we just assumed that we
weren’t interested in the same stuff.”
“Are you going to talk about more now?”
“Probably. He’s been dying to talk about which are the hottest guys on the
lacrosse team.” Liam paused to consider his list before something occurred to
him. “Wait, did you and Scott … mess around?”
Stiles considered how Scott would feel about him telling Liam. Looking at the
tape and what Scott was comfortable doing for Liam, he decided it would be
okay. “We used to. It tapered off because being the guy who wanted to do it
more often and actually liked playing with other cocks I wore him out. It
stopped once he discovered that girls would have sex with him.”
Liam laughed and then raised his eyebrow in a way that ended up being more
goofy than seductive. “So are we doing this?”
Stiles traced Liam’s body with his eyes. “Okay. Do you mind if I get a bit more
comfortable? I feel a bit weird being the only one in clothes.”
“I wouldn’t mind at all.”
Stiles stood up and cleaned up the mess he had made of Scott’s dirty clothes.
Then he reached for the back of his collar, but paused when he noticed Liam’s
eager look. “Do you want me to do a strip tease?” Liam nodded vigorously.
Stiles gave himself a beat with a tuneless series of “do”s and “da”s as he
began to move his hips and slowly pulling his shirt over his head. He wasn’t
going to be the next Magic Mike, but he was having fun, and judging by the look
Liam was giving him as his head came out from the bottom of the shirt, so was
he.
The shoes were a bit awkward, but he managed to pull them off and toss them to
the side with only slightly messing up his rhythm. The socks were worse, but
Stiles refused to get caught in the Sock Gap. As he undid his belt buckle, he
slowly turned so that his butt was facing Liam. He undid his fly and slid down
the back of his pants to reveal his red briefs. He paused his stripping to
shake his ass in an approximation of twerking before doing a jumping twirl to
face Liam again. He pushed down his pants and kicked the pants to the side.
Stiles slid his thumbs into his underwear and continued to dance for a moment.
With one swift move, he pushed his underwear off. He finished his routine by
planting his feet, throwing his hands in the air, and saying “Ta dah!”
Liam laughed at Stiles’s goofiness, but he quickly lost his breath as his eyes
traveled down Stiles’s naked body: first across the light patch of hair on his
chest that narrowed into a trail that lead Liam’s eyes down across Stiles’s
lean abs. Below this was Stiles’s cock already plump with arousal. Sensing
Liam’s focus, Stiles self-consciously gave himself a tug, stretching his dick a
little bit longer and pulling his balls a little bit lower. Stiles appreciated
Liam’s lustful gaze.
Stiles kneeled down next to the tub. “Now to free the beast.” Stiles undid the
duct tape around Liam’s boxers and some from his legs below. Stiles then
grabbed both sides of the boxers and pulled them down. Liam’s cock popped out,
hard and waiting for attention. Stiles traced a finger along the bottom of the
shaft before wrapping his hand around Liam’s balls. He gently pulled on them as
he rolled them between his fingers.
Liam rolled his head back and gasped. “Woah!”
Stiles stopped. “Is this okay?”
“Yeah.” Breath. “Yeah. I handed realized those were toys.”
Stiles smirked and resumed his playing. “I’m going to have so much fun
corrupting you.” He wrapped his hand around Liam’s cock in an underhand grip
and began to stroke. Liam bucked his hips to rub himself against Stiles’s palm,
but Stiles was careful to keep him from getting too much stimulation. “How do
you usually jack off?”
The question distracted Liam from his attempts to fuck Stiles’s hand. “In the
shower. Lather up. Fist it. Have to hurry.” Liam gave three quick thrust to
demonstrate. “Avoid lecture about wasting water. So embarrassing.”
Stiles switched to a twisting motion and rolled his palm around the head. “What
about porn?”
Liam rolled his head from side to side. “Computer. Near living room. And the
door. Too public.” He was interrupted by a need to bite his lip. “Didn’t think
Mason. Would like same porn.” He laughed. “What a waste.”
Stiles switched to using just his fingertips. “I’m sure he’d be happy to show
you some good stuff. And I have an entire hard drive of the most random stuff.”
He moved two of his fingers between Liam’s legs.
Liam’s eyes shot open. “Whoa! I don’t think I’m ready for butt stuff.”
“Don’t worry. You’re ass is safe. I’m just going to play with the root.” Stiles
pushed down, sending blood forward into Liam’s cock and making even harder.
Deciding that he had teased Liam enough, Stiles increased the speed and
pressure of his strokes. Liam arched his back and began to moan. The moans rose
to a whimper as he got close to the release he now needed so badly. He gasped
with relief as he came and began to cover the wall of Scott’s tub.
Stiles gave him a few more strokes to milk out the last few drops before
sitting back down and turning his attention to himself. He was already rock
hard from seeing and touching Liam and had even left a smear of precum on the
side of the tub. He was close, and he didn’t want draw this out now that Liam
had came. He applied every technique he had acquired in his countless hours of
practice. One had twisted around his cock while the other teased his hole
before sliding inside with practiced ease. His eyes were on Liam, and he was
getting off on how he had made him feel so good that Liam still was dazed.
It wasn’t long before he felt the pleasure in his cock rise. With a breathless
“Fuck!” he came, leaving a trail that started on his chest and continued all
the way back down. Exhausted, Stiles leaned back against the wall, closed his
eyes, and tried to catch his breath.
His recuperation was interrupted by a thud coming from outside the bathroom.
Stiles rolled his head to the side and cracked his eyes open to see Scott
standing dumbfounded in the doorway with his dropped backpack on the floor next
to him.
“Um … I’m sorry I got … distracted at Kira’s.”
Stiles gave a sly grin. He glanced at Liam to see the boy’s eyes were wide with
the shock of being discovered in this state. “It’s okay. We managed to find a
way to entertain ourselves. Could you toss me a couple towels?”
End Notes
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