CHAPTER 16
[Harry’s POV]
I fell back onto my bed, sinking into the water-filled mattress as I waited for Niall who wanted to take a shower to ‘clean’ himself from the night’s drastic events. My body moved with the bed, but soon it steadied out and I was laying relaxingly still. I had taken my shirt off as Niall went to the shower and failed to remove my pants. I listened to the sounds coming from my bathroom – Niall was singing to himself. I shut my eyes and let a smile creep throughout my lips while I listened to his quiet voice through the running water.
I swallowed slowly and took my hands from my sides and placed on my chest, tapping each finger individually on my bare chest. Each tap’s pace quickened and I started tapping a simple drumbeat on my chest as I waited for Niall to finish up.
Soon the water was turned off and I brought my hand up behind my head and leaned on them – my eyes still closed. The smile was still plastered on my face as I pictured Niall, all wet and hot [from the warm shower water] lying down next to me. He was so innocent, so perfect, so cuddly, and so mine. He was mine and would be mine for however long he wanted to be mine. I would never let him go. Not again. Tonight was too close for comfort and I would never leave Niall’s side. That is, until he’s had enough of me and wants space. But, let’s not think of that right now.
I was too lost in my thought of Niall that I failed to hear Niall sweetly calling my name from the door. My eyes were still closed, but opened immediately when I felt Niall lay himself down, not beside me, but on top of me. I chuckled as I starred up into his big beautiful blue eyes. I leaned up and planted a gentle kiss on his nose and he scrunched up his face in a cute manner,
“You’re kisses are icky.” he said in a way a small child would.
“Then you get no more kisses from me. Ever.” I played along, pouting out my bottom lip and turning my head away from him. I heard a small little gasp escape fro his soft pink lips and it took everything I had to not turn back to kiss his lips. I didn’t have to though, because Niall took his hand and tilted my head back so he could kiss mine. A heart-melting sigh left my lungs and I couldn’t resist the taste of his lips. I puckered up and kiss him back, equally as loving, equally as caring, equally as gentle.
Niall was the first to part as he asked, “How many guys have you been with?” He readjusted himself so he was lying down and his ear was stuck on my chest. I was sure he could hear the beat of my heart pick up. I removed my hands from behind me and started playing with Niall’s damp hair. He nuzzled into my touch as he waited for my answer,
“Only you,” I whispered, but loud enough for him to hear, “And I wouldn’t have it any other way. I really just want you to be the only guy I’m ever with. Everyone else is irrelevant when compared to you in my eyes.”
Niall lifted his head once more, starring into my green eyes. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but quickly shut it when he started to blush, “What’s the matter, Niall?”
“It’s nothing.”
“No, babe, tell me.”
“It’s just…” He slowly began, “I’ve never been loved, or in love for that matter, and I’m just so happy that my first time is with you.” Niall admitted, burying his face in the crook of my neck, slightly embarrassed.
I couldn’t help but to catch on his word choice. Niall had said ‘first time.’ Does that mean he wanted to…?
“Niall?”
“Yes, Harry?”
“Are you a virgin?” I said, moving our bodies so I was now sitting up, with my back against my headboard and Niall was sitting on my lap. I eyed his body – I had clearly missed that when he came to lie down on me, the only thing he was wearing was a towel that loosely hugged his hips. When I adjusted Niall on my lap the towel dipped a bit, revealing more of Niall.
I saw more of his slight ‘happy trail’ and bit my lip and swallowed hard. Niall hadn’t put any briefs on. He was completely naked with nothing but a towel on. I felt my body temperature raise and blood rushed to a certain part of my body that was directly underneath Niall’s rear.
“Yes.” Niall swallowed, watching my eyes scan his lower region. He knew I was starring and he knew what it was doing to me, “Harry…” He whispered as he leaned into my neck, “I want you to be my first.” Niall then placed his cold fingers on my naked chest and ran them up and down my torso.
“B-But, Niall –” I tried to say but his lips started kissing mine roughly. He wanted this badly, and I’d be lying if I said I didn’t, but I just wasn’t prepared for Niall’s sudden desire of sex.
Niall’s tongue slipped into my mouth and I felt myself letting go of everything. I drowned myself in Niall’s taste and started kissing him back with equal force. As we kissed I lost myself and slipped my hands underneath Niall’s body and unbuttoned my pants, pushing and kicking them off onto the floor so I was just lying there in my tight black briefs.
“I want you.” I muttered, my nails digging into his sides and slowly sliding down to the towel, gripping it tightly. Niall’s hands met mine – our lips still connected – and gripped my hands and ripped the towel off of his waist, throwing it on the ground, completely revealing himself to me.
I muttered a ‘beautiful’ in between our kisses and Niall pulled back, slowly getting onto his knees, his now fully hard shaft looking right at me. I took this to my advantage, and before he could move away, I swallowed his shaft in his mouth. Niall wasn’t expecting me to eagerly start sucking him off, so a mouthful of a moans and groans left his lips,
“Mmmmm – Uhhh – Harry, oh my gosh."
My baby’s moans sent shivers down my spine, and knowing I was causing him such pleasure sent electrical impulses to my restricted member. I held Niall’s length in my mouth until he started thrusting forward, hitting the back of my throat each time. Niall was about eight inches of pure man and it felt divine to have such a beautiful part of him in my mouth. I hallowed out my cheeks and started to suck against his thrusts, ultimately giving him more pleasure. The sweet feeling of oral was getting to me and one of my hands grabbed his shaft and I started rubbing him as him and I both worked in unison to tear apart my mouth.
“Mmmmm – Har-Harry, oh-h-okay.” Niall stuttered. I took this as his ‘I’m-already-close’ warning, so I pulled him out, a long string of spit dragging from his large pink tip to my mouth. I leaned in and gently kissed his tip and he quickly pushed himself down to my groin and was kneading my bulge.
“Niall, just suck me off already, no teasing, babe.” I pleaded, throwing my head back as his hands roamed all over my lower half. I heard him chuckle as he played with the waistband of my briefs. Niall bent down, biting at my waistband and pulling them down slowly, smothering his face into my body. As he pulled my underwear down with his teeth, my throbbing length snapped up, hitting Niall in the cheek. He saw how big I was and hurried up with removing me of my last article of clothing.
When I was fully naked, Niall didn’t hesitate to repay me. His mouth, within a matter of seconds, swallowed my nine inches and he didn’t ease into it. He deep throated my entire length with his first bob and when my enraging tip hit the back of this warm, moist throat I swear I could’ve shot with then and there, but I refrained from it. His tongue danced all over my shaft and the sensation was too much to cope with. He sucked, gagged, moaned and hiccupped as each time I entered his mouth; it would bump against his throat. Part of me was worried he’d choke, but the other part of me was too busy trying to not shoot ropes down this throat with every suck of mouth.
Soon that coil in my lower abdomen was present, but there was no way I was going to reach my orgasm before Niall. Just no way. I grabbed hold of Niall’s hair and pulled him up off of me, reconnecting my lips with his. As I kissed him, I could taste my own shaft and for some reason it turned me on more than anything. I pulled away from Niall, who was now panting, and threw him down on my bed. I lowered myself to his bottom.
"Harry – AHhhhHHhhhHHHHHhhh!” Niall screamed as I intruded him – not with my readied shaft – but with my tongue. I started to messily kiss, suck and lick his rear, giving Niall the best rim job of his life. I saw Niall’s hands grab at my bedding as I tossed him into a whirlwind of feelings he couldn’t cope with. With my tongue already working on Niall’s hole, my right hand started pumping his shaft while the pointer finger of my left hand intruded Niall as well.
The whimpers, the moans and the screams coming from Niall sent me into this all time high that I never wanted to come down from. I started panting along with Niall, removed my mouth from his rear, and started licking the underneath of his shaft. Niall squirmed with pleasure and moaned even louder.
“Please just fuck me already Harry, pleasepleasepleaseplease.” He started begging. Niall was a mess – a mess that wanted to be dominated. I stood up and took a condom from my bedside table, quickly ripping the packet and rolling it over my already wet length. I took my lube too and pumped it on my shaft, rubbing it all over. I then also put lube all over my hands, went back to Niall’s hole, and prepared him. He was already somewhat stretched from eating him out, but it was still going to hurt, so I lubed him up with what was left on my hands.
I looked down at him as I held my member right in front of his intriguing entrance. Niall started nodding. I placed my tip right at his hole and Niall quickly shivered. I slowly pushed in a bit, and a bit more, and a bit more, until I was about halfway inside of my love.
“Haaaaaaaa-Haaaarrrryyy I – just go – Harry go – tear me up.” Niall wasn’t capable of making full sentences, but I knew he wanted me to start thrusting. I slowly became to push in more and then I was fully inside of him – his moans of love and lust polluting my bedroom.
I slowly started pulling out, and then pushed back in. I copied this movement until Niall’s walls loosened up a bit, making it easier to thrust faster. As soon as Niall eased up, I began moving faster and more quickly. I watched as I started pounding into his hole, watching myself disappear inside of him was the best feeling ever. My eyes trailed up Niall’s naked body and I looked into Niall’s eyes, who was looking back into mine. He was on cloud nine and so was I. Niall hands were grabbing at all of the sheets on my bed and as was still whimpering small little nothings.
“Fuckfuckfuck, yes Harry, yesyesyesyesyes. Hard. Go harder. Harder.” I smiled as he begged for me to go harder, and for him, I listened as my groin was snapping into him, literally tearing him apart. He started screaming out in both pain and pleasure.
“I want to ride you. Let me ride you.” Niall whispered as he reached up to my neck. His hands linked around my neck as I picked him up – my shaft still embedded inside of him. Niall then started jumping up and down on me as I stood. I stumbled backwards and my back hit my wall as Niall started kissing my neck. He was pushing his body up and down on my length like nothing else mattered, and frankly, nothing else did matter.
I walked us back to my bed and sat down, still having Niall on top of me. I leaned back against the headboard again and simply watched Niall wreck himself on me. He continued panting as his head dropped down into the crook of my neck and whispered.
“I love you so much Harry, HarryHarryHarry, I’m in love with you. Fuck.” His lips then started to suck on my neck again and my hands started to rub up and down his body. Niall stopped jumping on my shaft, but started rocked back and forth. This made me throw my head back in ecstasy.
“Oh, Niall… Ke-ee-Keep doing that, babe.” I struggled to groan as he rocked his hips back and forth. Niall lifted his lips, his breathing was hitched, and he started to moan some more.
“I’m so close, Harry. I can’t hold it.” He half moaned half groaned. I pushed his chest back and nodded my head, telling him to shoot. He grabbed at himself and I watched as his tugged at himself. He neared his release and forcefully placed a hand on the headboard beside my head. I eyed him and he started screaming out my name.
“Ha-aaaaa-HArrrr-HARRrrrrRRRyyYY, I’m – Here it – I’m cu-cu-mm-m-ing.” And then I watched as he shot thick white ropes all over my body – hitting my chest and hitting my face. He shot everywhere and the quantity was impressive. When he was finished, he fell down onto my chest and stopped bouncing. I gripped his hips tightly and started to force myself up into him, ramming into him with a high speed, louds of skin on skin slaps polluting my room.
“OhhhHHHHhh FUUUuUUcccccCCCCCKKk Harry!” Niall screamed in my ear as I tore him up some more, reaching my climax. I lifted him off and he knew I was ready. He squirmed down and started sucking me off to finish me off. I viciously grabbed as his hair and started forcing his mouth down further and further.
“Here I – Oh, Ni-all. Babe.” I moaned, getting ready to shoot. Niall took me out of his mouth and started pumping my length. I failed to give him further warning before I shot all over his face, covering his lips and other parts of his face with my white load. I rode out my high for as long as I could, pumping out as much as possible.
When I finished I fell back on my pillow – my face still covered in Niall’s mess, and his covered in mine. The two of us laid down side by side, panting. My room reeked of sex, but I didn’t mind. I turned over to Niall and grabbed his hand, pulling him off my bed. He followed me with a small limp and we walked into my bathroom. I leaned into the shower and turned it on, bringing Niall into it with me so we could clean each other off.
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I'm so bipolar.
This is the smut from way back when - before I removed it.
It's back now :).
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