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Many of you have asked for more of a description of Taylor and Liam. This is a chapter story and some chapters will have sex and others may not. Characters are very layered, so they will be revealed over time, and I like to leave some of it up to the reader so that it fits their fantasy as well. Here is my vision when I met, I mean when I dreamed up Taylor and a bit about Liam as it comes to their physical appearance and a tiny peek under the covers at their personality. Sorry if this chapter is a bit longer than most.

Taylor is about 5' 8" and slim to average. Maybe 145 lbs. His ginger locks fan out from the bottom of his baseball cap and are curly. Kind of a surfer boy haircut. He's usually wearing a hat from one of the surf wear or skater brands. His eyes are emerald green. They're lighter on some days and deep emerald on others. He has a smooth belly, innie belly button, toned legs and I'm sure you all want to know about his bits. He's pretty nicely hung for 16, cut, about 5.5 inches long, decent thickness. Smooth hairless balls with a few wisps of sparse ginger pubes above his cock. He's not athletic nor anorexic, just a pure teenage boy. You already know he had an abusive drunk father who was killed in jail, a mother that suffered the abuse as well and that he does his best to not show emotion. He told Liam that he doesn't feel normal, but has let a few tiny emotions out with Liam. Speculation from several readers is that he needs Liam.

Liam, on the other hand, is 5' 11' and a muscle bear, kind of. Proably 220-230 lbs., strong arms, thick legs. He has a long torso and a defined chest with a bit of a padding on his belly. Light brown hair with hints of ginger and blond, ocean blue eyes. Definitely a mechanics build and certainly a daddy. His arms and legs are built as they need to be for his line of work. His age, let's just say he's old enough to be Taylors father, but doesn't look it. Oh, right, his cock, well, he's not quite the size of a red bull but pretty damn close. Cut but with a bit of a turtle neck. He's got a slight curve that drives right into his partner's prostate if they're doing it missionary or scissoring. Liam is more of a closed book. Maybe his book will open and we can see inside. He appears to be a loner, but watches others, specifically boys, having fun and enjoying life. Does he have a desire to be able to be free to enjoy things? Is he broken in some way himself or just shy? Does Taylor unleash something in him? Does he need Taylor in his life, or is he just like the men that took advantage of Taylor? Come along for the ride to find out.

Please, for your pleasure, imagine them in any way you want. I'd love to be able to include pictures and may put them on my personal story site in the future.

Since this is a chapter story, this one won't jump right to any sex. We learn about Liam and Taylor as their new friendship attempts to evolve. While the sex in chapter one was hot, I think we need these two to have more than a one time hookup.

Please share any insights as to what you observe too, I may be too close to the story to see some of the nuances.

Back to the story!

Taylor didn't believe what was happening.

As he drove to his house to get clothes, he was trying to figure out what he had just done. Sure, he had been bold with men before, but that's because he needed something from them. He never intended to have sex with Liam; he just wanted to get to know him. There was something about the man that drew him in. This wasn't another target for a sexual favor, but that was one hot fuck. Liam sure did a number on him causing him to shoot hands free all the way to the mirror.

Taylor had learned power of sex at an early age because it was the only way he could get things. He had realized he liked boys by age 8, but when he played with men, he got nice things out of it. That's how he got much of the money for his car parts. The sex for favors felt empty to him though. He wanted to have something more. Today he felt a connection with Liam that wasn't just sexual. Like an idiot he let his impulses take it the only way he knew how. He really didn't want an empty hookup with Liam, he wanted a true friendship.

It had been hard growing up with an absent father who was always drunk and even harder knowing that he would never have an opportunity to reconcile with his father now that he was dead. Maybe that was for the best. In a way, he missed that miserable bastard. Even though they barely had a relationship, he would talk to his dad and learn from him when the man was sober. Taylor didn't miss the drunk father one bit, but yearned for a sober one.

In Liam, he saw a nice man that gave off the vibe that he was a caring man and might be fun to be around. Taylor has gone to this particular fast food place for lunch for years. It was inexpensive, near his house, and there were usually some pretty hot guys there. He had noticed Liam a number of times because this man didn't seem to hide the fact that he admired boys. He wasn't like a predator or anything; he would watch them and smile. He seemed to enjoy their actions, their antics, and just how they interacted with others. There was something different about the man. Taylor was determined to figure out how he would get to meet him and possibly get some of the man's attention.

At first, Taylor thought his bold plan of sitting with Liam would be a way to strike up a conversation about cars. He saw that Liam noticed his ride and was hoping to ask if he could work for him in exchange for help with his car. Taylor is always calm and cool, but something about Liam caused Taylor to feel emotions for the first time in what seemed like years. He thought he had totally blown his chance of getting to know Liam when his anger erupted and he slammed his fist down and dumped his drink.

Taylor was an expert at never showing any emotion. He knew a person's vulnerability was evident when they showed them. His father didn't know how to deal with a boy who was completely emotionless, and that's what kept Taylor from being beaten more often.

Liam triggered something in Taylor that caused his emotions break the surface. The alpha Taylor needed to suppress them. The real Taylor needed to express these feelings somehow, but he didn't want to cry. His alpha side won out, causing him to slam his fist on the table. We know the rest of that story already.

As he ran off, Taylor just wanted to get cleaned up and go home. He was embarrassed and had no idea what he was going to do. Surely Liam didn't want to be with someone that had an outburst like that.

To Taylor's surprise, Liam rushed to his aide and things changed rather quickly. He realized the man was concerned and truly wanted to help him.

He didn't know what came over him when he dropped to his knees and started blowing Liam. Again, his long suppressed emotions surfaced. He was feeling grateful for this man's help, but didn't know how to express it. A thank you would have been the appropriate response, maybe a hug, but Taylor's mind went back to feeling he had to pay for the help in the only way he knew, sex for help.

Now, here they are, going to work on his car. Was it because of the sex? Liam assured him it wasn't but why wouldn't it be?

He rushed into the house and grabbed a backpack, shoving some clean clothes in it and grabbing some work clothes that he could wear while working on his car. He didn't understand why he had butterflies. It had been years since he had felt that way. He was excited to be able to spend some time with Liam. He felt like something had awakened inside of him. Could it really be that Liam didn't want sexual favors for helping? It didn't matter, Taylor needed to get his car fixed even if it's just another trick.

Liam was wondering what he had gotten himself into. Somehow, he ended up at his shop without realizing that he had driven there. He hoped he had obeyed all the traffic laws on the way there. He must have driven on autopilot. He was deep in thought the entire way from the restaurant. What happened? He saw a gorgeous boy winking at him, then approach him, and then the boy sat and began a nice conversation. He was amused at how bold this boy was. However he did have a facade that hid his emotions. Liam didn't mean to hit a nerve, asking about his father, causing the boy to slam his fist down and knock over his drink into his lap.

Taylor seemed to show no emotion up to that point. Even then, it was just a fist slam. What was going on? This boy needed to be able to recognize and express himself. There was more to the story, he thought. His only intention was to help the boy clean up, but what happened next caught him completely off guard. This boy turned back into the alpha and came on to him. He knew he shouldn't have given in, but he was just in shock that it happened so quickly and his hormones kicked in and overrode common sense. The boy took charge and sucked him in to his world. It was one of the most amazing fucks Liam could remember. He felt a bit guilty, but he also felt a pang in his heart for the boy. The boy needed someone, something. There was something about Taylor that was different. Liam had a hole in his life. Was Taylor the missing piece?

Liam wanted to make sure he helped Taylor get his car fixed up. He wasn't doing this just for the sex was he? He was going to find out more about Taylor and help him out if he could. He hoped the boy realized that he really didn't expect sex in return. Was that the boy's way of getting things?

Liam was sorting a few things out in his shop when he heard a honk outside the roll-up door. He walked over and pulled the chain to lift the door, and there was that orange mustang with black lightning bolts on the hood. Taylor was inside with a big smile on his face and those gorgeous emerald eyes twinkling. Liam motioned for him to pull forward so that they could put the car on the lift. "Turn the car off and put it in park. Pop the trunk." Little did Liam know that Taylor had butterflies and was nervous about being with Liam. Taylor wasn't sure why, but he had so many new feelings rushing through his body.

They went to the trunk to get all of the parts out. Liam brought a cart up to put them on so they could lay them all out and make sure they had everything they needed.

"Why don't you go change into your work clothes so that we can get going on this?"

"Thanks, where can I go to change?"

"You can use my office over there or the restroom, which is just across the hall."

"I'll be right back." Taylor ran to the office to change.

Liam was looking over the impressive collection of parts and realized there were a few things that were missing that they needed. Liam recognized some of the parts were from Rick's custom shop just down the street.

Taylor came out of the office. Hey, I really do appreciate you doing this, and I'm sure I'll figure out a way to pay you back. He walked up to Liam and put his arms around Liam's shoulders, pulling his head in and giving him a kiss. "Thank you, Liam. Thank you for being so kind." Taylor didn't know why he did that. He just felt like he should.

"Taylor, when I said there was no need to repay me, I meant it. I'm doing this because you seem like a nice kid who needs a break. And besides, you're fun to talk to and I am always here to listen if you need to vent."

Liam didn't know this boy well enough to understand why he was so reserved. Maybe he did show some emotion and was putting on a front at the restaurant, but something felt different now. Of course, he was also thinking how hot the boy was, and after that nice kiss, he hoped that there would be more in the future, but knew he had to keep this about helping and mentoring this boy and not about sex.

"Taylor, I'm sorry. It seemed like I touched on a nerve when I mentioned your dad. If you want to talk about it, I'm more than happy to lend an ear. I don't judge. If not, tell me to shut up and I won't be offended."

"Thanks man, I'm really sorry about how I reacted, but my dad was really an ass to me growing up. I don't show emotions because that was one thing my dad took advantage of. Being a drunk, he always liked to take it out on everyone around him. He used to go after my mom, but when I was about eight, I started to step in between them to protect my mom. Dad didn't seem to care and would punch me, kick me, and even shake me down for the little money that I had gotten from gifts or allowance. If he couldn't read you, then you had the advantage and I liked to keep it that way. He could swing at me and I didn't flinch. Hit me and I didn't cry. You name it, I never reacted to him. Apparently, I'm that way with everyone. I don't know what happened today at the restaurant."

"Dude, I'm so sorry. That's not something you should have to go through. I wish there was something I could do to take that pain away. And please, you don't need to hide emotions around me; it's good to express them sometimes. If you hold it in and just pound on tables, you're likely to end up with more wet pants." Liam was trying to lighten the mood.

"Hey, if I get the help I got today, I'll wet my pants anytime."

"Taylor!" he paused. "While I definitely enjoyed it, we can't be doing that."

"I know Liam, I appreciate your offer to listen, but there's not much you can do. It's all in the past, and I would do it again to protect my mom. She's been there for me, she's protected me and she does everything she can to take care of me. That's why I try to help out as much as I can."

Liam noticed Taylor was closing back up and didn't want to press it. "That's pretty noble and admirable that you're helping out. Are you still in school? I know it's summer, but how do you help out during the school year?"

"Well, because of all the shit that went on at home, I spent days in the library, mostly because I was there on detention for getting into fights. I was always defending my no-good dad and ended up getting into fights because of it. The bastard wasn't worth it, but he was my dad." Taylor started to tear up and had a strange look on his face and looked at Liam.

"Taylor, you can let it out."

Wiping the corner of his eyes, he sucked it in. "Maybe someday, Liam. I don't want you to think I'm a crybaby."

"You did kiss me a moment ago. That's an emotion just like crying. You're safe here."

"You're right, maybe you're the one that will help me feel normal."

Liam realized that this kid was hurting because he didn't feel like he was normal. He expressed things very differently because of what he went through. "So you were telling me about school." Liam said to get back to his question.

"I took advantage of detentions in the library and buried my head in books. The librarian took a liking to me and helped me out. With her help I was able to test out of school so I graduated early which I guess is better than getting a GED. So I've been earning my keep ever since."

"That's amazing. You've got a good head on your shoulders. We should get to work on your car. Let's take a look at the parts you brought. It looks like you have gathered a nice set up here. You've got your front and rear coil overs, your sway bars, and the bushings. The only things we may need are some grade 8 bolts and some elbow grease. We've got those here. Hopefully, we can get this all done by tonight so you can drive it home because I'm sure you probably need your car."

"Yeah, I really don't want to end up having to leave the car because it's the only thing I have to get around and I kind of need it to get to work."

They lifted the car up to begin the work. "Here, put on these gloves and safety glasses. We don't want to damage those beautiful eyes."

Taylor put the safety gear on. "Now grab that impact and let's get your wheels off so we can access the struts and get those off to put in the coil overs."

Taylor grabbed it and found the right socket, but couldn't figure out how to reverse the air impact tool. Liam went over and showed him the button that he needed to press. Taylor quickly got the tires off and wiped some sweat off of his face with the back of his gloved hand. That left a smudge on his cheek.

Liam saw this and saw this cute boy with a smudge that made him even hotter. He giggled and that drew Taylors attention.

"What?"

"Nothing. You just have a smudge on your face."

"I do? Where?"

Liam walked over and pressed his thumb into Taylors cheek making the smudge even bigger. "Right here. Look in the mirror."

Taylor leaned down to look in the car mirror and laughed. "You ass!" He pulled his hand up and grabbed Liam's face. "I think you have one too, right here!" and he smeared some grease on Liam's cheek and nose.

"You have another one Taylor, right here!" Liam said as he swiped across Taylors forehead. The two were just laughing and having fun. The mood was definitely lighter as the two acted like a couple of 10 year olds messing with each other. Smudging and swiping at each other. It went on for quite some time.

"Taylor, enough for now. Let's get these parts pulled so we can put this baby back together."

Liam would point out what bolts needed to be removed and parts pulled. Sometimes he would have to reach around from behind and basically hug the boy to show him how to do the tasks. He couldn't help himself when he did that and pushed his nose into the crook of Taylor's neck. Taylor's curly hair made it tickle, and that caused Taylor to giggle. After a few instances of this happening, Taylor took a chance. He turned and kissed Liam. Just a quick, simple kiss.

"What was that for?"

"For helping me. This has been fun."

Liam let it pass. It was just an innocent kiss, especially after what they had done at lunch. Actually, he rather enjoyed it.

Since Liam didn't react negatively, Taylor reached around and grabbed Liam's crotch. At first, Liam didn't resist but as Taylor dropped to his knees and was trying to undo Liam's waistband Liam pulled him up rather abruptly.

"Taylor, I said you don't have to do any favors or repay me. We can't do this right now." Liam sighed.

"I'm sorry, Liam, but nobody has ever done anything without wanting something in return, and well, you're hot, Liam. Besides this wasn't pay back, I wanted to do it just because."

"Stop Taylor, you're not thinking. I'm here to help if you want it. I don't want you to think you have to repay me with sex." He paused again, wondering if he was being too harsh or making Taylor feel bad.

"But Liam, that's how I've always gotten things. Sweeping floors for Rick doesn't buy all these parts."

This hit Liam hard, how could he wrap his head around his desire to help vs the desire for sex. "I won't say I didn't enjoy the sex, but that's not why I'm doing this Taylor, and I don't want payback that way." Liam seemed upset. He looked as if he was in shock, when in reality he was probably as confused as Taylor. He wanted this so much. He loved the sex. He loved this boy, but he didn't want to ruin it. Could he do this?

For a moment, they were both silent.

Taylor started thinking maybe he was right about lunch being a problem for them. Liam must be thinking this is a trade for sex. He really liked Liam, not just for the sex. He has learned by working with him this afternoon that he's really a nice and caring man.

Liam realized that this boy was something he needed in his life. He wasn't sure why, but he had an opportunity standing right in front of him. He shouldn't have taken advantage of the boy earlier, but to be fair, the boy was the aggressor. Liam needs him and is going to make it work. Liam realized the boy was opening up to him slowly and it seemed like something the boy needed, but if it kept turning to sex, how could this work?

They both just sat there looking at each other. Their eyes were distant. Liam was having second thoughts about being able to keep this relationship non-sexual since he really did want it, he snapped, reacting the only way he knows and said, "Maybe I should just put your car together and we can go our separate ways." As he heard his own words coming out of his mouth, he regretted them. If he could have hit delete, he would have. He saw the boy crumbling. This boy who was beginning to show emotions and was wilting like a dead flower. The door to Taylors emotions had been broken down. Damn it, Liam felt he was destroying this boy. Liam has always had a problem with his outbursts. He quickly attacks to justify his own emotions, which causes bigger problems like the one he just created. Fuck! That's why he's ruined every relationship he's had. Not this one too, he thought.

"Go our separate ways? What the hell, Liam?" Taylor screamed. His face contorted showing anger, fear, frustration, and then he just broke down crying. Emotions were on overload.

Chapter 3 coming soon. This chapter was difficult to write. I hope I didn't lose any of you. Feedback is welcome. The next chapter has some fun twists.