harry’s like “no no.. louis, that’s enough babe..”
"Has anyone seen my toothbrush?" Liam called out, entering the bathroom in search of the beloved utensil.
He realized too late that the bathroom was already in use, steam rising from behind the foggy glass of the shower door, the outline of a body soaping themselves up.
"Sorry, I didn’t realize anyone was…" Liam broke off distracted by the form behind the practically see through door. With a gulp, he realized that it was Niall, the bandmate he’d been secretly pining after, and from his standpoint he make out the shape of everything Niall had to offer. Everything.
Niall dropped his soap in surprise, bending over to grap it and affording Liam with a great view of the outline of his round bum. “Liam?” He asked.
Liam shook his head, trying to remove the lustful thoughts that were now clouding his brain. “Sorry! Sorry. I’ll just..” He stumbled and turned to the door, scrambling for the handle. He tugged at it a few times, but it did not budge. On the other side of the door, he could hear giggling.
Frustrated, he slammed his hand into the door.
"Having trouble?" He heard Louis call through the door.
"Let me out. Boys please!" Liam practically begged. It wouldn’t do for him to be locked in a room with a naked Niall.
"Sorry! No such luck." Liam could practically hear Louis grinning.
"It seems like the doors stuck" Harry added.
"Have fun!" Zayn quipped.
"Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do!" Harry teased, Liam could hear them moving away from the door, dashing his chances to get out before he ended up doing something that would ruin his and Niall’s friendship.
Liam sighed and turned back to Niall. “I’m really sorry about this Nialler. But it seems I’m locked in.”
Niall poked his head around the glass. “Its fine.” He assured as Liam tried in vain not to get distracted by the beads of water going down the irish boys face. “Its not your fault really.”
Niall went back into the shower and resumed washing his hair.
Liam stared at him through the foggy glass, he just couldn’t seem to take his eyes of him. A space had clearing in the steamy glass and through it, Liam could see driplets of soapy water going down the skinny teen’s pale back and disappearing on his perky bum. He cleared his throat and shifted uncomfortably, trying to alleviate some of the pressure his pants put on his growing erection.
He turned away and tried to find something to distract himself. He looked into the mirror, pushing around the bangs on his face. Unfortunately, through the reflection, he could still make out Niall’s naked backside, and he quickly became distracted again.
Liam wasn’t sure how long he stood there gawking at Niall through the cloudy glass door or the shower, but the sound of Niall’s voice brought him back to the real world.
"Could you hand me a towel?" Niall asked.
Liam practically jumped, flustered, he hastened to grab a towel off the rack and hand is to Niall.
Niall shut of the water and leaned out to grab the towel. He stepped out the shower a moment later.
All the breath left Liam’s body as he stared at Niall in all his practically naked glory. He had seen Niall in his underwear before, one of the hazards of living together, usually retiring to his room soon after to beat off to the image of it. This was the first time Liam had seen Niall wet and naked and he couldn’t run to his room to go jack off the boner he was now sporting.
"I don’t have any clothe in here." Niall admitted, blushing.
Liam just nodded and continued staring at Niall’s wet, naked torso.
Niall stood there awkwardly, shifting from foot to foot. he had never been under the sort of stare Liam was giving him now. A lustful, hungry stare. “Liam?” He asked, nervously pulling the towel tighter around himself.
Liam moved forward, walking Niall back into the shower door. He caged Niall in with his hands and leaned close the the younger lad’s face. “Don’t hate me.” He said, then captured Niall’s lips in a kiss.
Niall stood stock still and Liam wondered if he had made a terrible mistake, He began to pull away, convinced he had just ruined their friendship. But then Niall began to move, melting into the kiss and moving his lips against Liam’s.
Liam pressed Niall further into the glass, spurred on by Niall’s pleasing reaction. He deepened the kiss.
Niall gasped and dropped his towel and wrapped his arms around Liam’s waist. Liam pulled away, he looked into Niall’s blue eyes. “Are you sure?” He asked.
Niall blushed and buried his face in Liam’s shoulder. “Liam. I really really like you.” He admitted. “I always have.”
Liam’s eyes went wide. “Nialler. I.. I really like you too.” He stammered. He couldn’t believe that Niall actually had feeling for him.
The blonde tentatively raised his head from Liam’s shoulder. “You do?” He asked with wide innocent eyes.
"Yes." Liam nodded. "I have for awhile now, I just never thought you would.. And I didn’t want to ruin our friendship."
Niall grinned. And Liam couldn’t resist kissing him again. Their kissed were shy and Liam was painfully aware that Niall was pressed against him, completely naked. He was sure Niall could feel his bulge pressing into his hip even through his pants and trousers.
Niall moaned into the kiss and unabashedly ground his hips into Liam’s. Liam broke away and began planting kissed down Niall’s neck and shoulder.
Niall gasped again and pressed himself fully against the older boy. He let his hands drift to the front of Liam’s plaid button up. Slowly, he began unfastening the buttons, exposing more and more of Liam’s chest.
Liam’s hands left their place on the wall and came to rest on Niall’s arse.
Niall finished opening Liam’s shirt and ran his hands down the tanned chest. He pressed a shy kiss to Liam’s sternum then started on his belt buckle.
They brought their lips together as Niall worked on Liam’s pants. he made quick work of them and dropped them along with his boxers.
Now, their two erections were pressed directly against each other with no layer in between. Liam moaned and ground his hips into Niall’s.
Niall wrapped his legs around Liam’s waist supported only by the glass behind him and Liam’s hands on his bum.
"Are you sure?" Liam asked again.
Niall nodded and kissed Liam before pulling away. “I’m sure.” He promised.
Liam lined up with Niall’s hole and slowly pushed in, concerned for his now lover. “Are you okay?” He asked, ready to pull out and call it quits if this was hurting Niall in anyway.
"No no, I’m fine." Niall assured. Wiggling his ass against Liam. "It actually feels kinda good." He said. Liam nodded and slowly began to move, thrusting in lanquid deep strokes.
Niall moaned and threw his head back against the glass. “Faster.” He begged.
Liam obliged, speeding up his hips and snapping in and out of Niall. He mouthed at Niall’s neck and moved one hand down to stroke Niall’s cock.
"Liam…" Niall called breathlessly. "I’m going to.." And he came, spilling over Liam’s hand. Liam quickly joined him in orgasm, unable to resist the tightening of Niall’s arse on his own cock. He grunted and thrust a few more times into Niall, letting the irish boy milk the cum out of him.
Together, the two sunk to the floor. Collapsing into a tangled mess on the floor with Niall mostly in Liam’s lap. Niall rested his head against Liam’s chest and let his breathing return to normal. Liam stroked the blonde hair leisurely, basking in the post orgasmic bliss.
"That was.." Niall began.
"Not exactly how I imagined my first time with you. But I’m certainly not complaining." Liam said.
Niall leaned up and kissed Liam again.
All of the sudden, the door flew open. Liam and Niall scrambled to cover themselves. Liam using Niall as cover and Niall tugging his previously discarded towel over his waist.
"Vas happening!" Zayn yelled as he burst into the room, followed by Harry and Lou.
"You randy bastards!" Harry shouted. "You actually did it!"
Louis just snickered and help onto Harry.
Niall blushed and hid his face in Liam’s shoulder. “Oh my god. Get out.” Liam ordered, wrapping his arms protectively around Niall.
"Alright, alright. Whatever you say Daddy direction. We’ll give you two lovebirds some privacy." Louis teased and danced his way out of the bathroom.
Well this didn’t turn out the way i wanted. In fact, I think its shit. But I haven’t done a story in awhile and I closed my ask box, So I felt bad. here you guys go. I hope you like it
I’m closing the ask box for a little while, I have a lot of prompts to get through, so over the next couple weeks I will hopefully get around to doing those. Soo sorry about this. Don’t hate me please
"Are you sure those are tight enough?" Zayn asked, eyebrows raised suggestively, as Niall finished the knot that secured his hand to the bedframe.
Niall tugged on the knot to make sure it was secure, then turned his attention to Zayn. “Did I give you permission to speak?” He asked, his voice calm and authoritative.
Zayn smirked. “Ohhh, so you wanna play it like that huh? I get it, you wanna be..” Niall slapped him mid sentence, wiping the smirk right of his face.
"I said." Niall repeated, taking a hold on Zayn’s chin. "Did i give you permission to speak?"
Zayn squirmed underneath Niall’s hard stare, extremely turned on by this new, dominant side of Niall. He whimpered and shook his head ‘No’.
"Good boy." Niall praised and released Zayn’s chin, patting his chin. He sat back on Zayn’s naked chest, still completely clothed himself. "For that you get a reward." Niall moved down on Zayn’s body, until he came face to face with Zayn’s naked member. "Don’t make a sound, or I will punish you."
Niall took hold of Zayn’s cock, suckling the tip. Zayn thrashed about on the bed, barely holding back the moan in the back of his throat. Niall slowly slid down to the base of Zayn’s cock, and Zayn had to bite his lip to keep from making a sound. His hands clenched and released in the air, itching to bury themselves in the blonde’s hair, but unable to due their restraints.
Niall began to deep throat Zayn, his throat massaging his dick as he tried to swallow around it. He reached up with one hand and began to fondle his balls, rolling them around in his hand. Zayn thrashed even more, released the tiniest of whimpers.
Niall looked up and fixed Zayn with a warning glance, his mouth still full of Zayn’s cock. He released the member with a pop and moved down to suckle and kiss Zayn’s balls. Zayn writhing relentlessly on the bed and tried in vain to stay silent.
The irish boy moved his attention back to Zayn’s cock, teasing just the head with small kisses and licks. Zayn couldn’t contain himself anymore. “Niall please!” he begged.
To his dismay, Niall backed of completely. “I told you not to make a sound.” He said. “Now I have to punish you.”
Niall came to the top of the bed and untied Zayn’s hands before flipping the older boy over and retying the binds. Zayn was now lying face down, with his back end exposed.
Zayn could hear Niall moving around behind him, but could not see him. He waited anxiously, surprisingly turned on by being dominated.
Suddenly, he felt Niall’s hand on his arse, stroking gently and lovingly. “I told you to stay silent. You’ve disobeyed me twice now Zayn. I thought you could be a good boy, but I guess I’ll just have to teach you your place.” Niall removed his hand. “I want you to count these out loud for me.”
Zayn wasn’t sure what he meant until he felt it, Niall’s hand, coming down hard on Zayn’s cheeks. “Ahhh! One.” He said shakily. Niall brought down his hand again. “Tw-Two!” Zayn half squealed, half stuttered. He could not believe how turned on he was from the mis of pain and pleasure. Niall’s hand slapped again, this time harder. “Three!’ Zayn groaned.
This continued on until Zayn had reached 25. Zayn’s cock was rock hard right now, his pre-cum leaving a stain on the sheets below him.
"Are you going to obey me now?" Niall asked, his hand now stroking the reddened cheeks of Zayn’s arse.
"Yes." Zayn practically sobbed, ridiculously horny and with his ass burning.
"Good." Niall replied, leaning down and pressing a gentle kiss to each of Zayn’s cheeks. He climbed to the top of the bed and untied Zayn’s hands. "On your knees." He commanded.
Zayn kneeled on the ground obediently before Niall. Niall threw off his shirt and dropped his trousers. With one hand, he grasped his cock, and with the other, he took a handful of Zayn’s hair. “Suck my cock.” He demanded, rubbing it on Zayn’s lips. Zayn consented whole heartedly, taking Niall into the hilt and hollowing out his cheeks as he bobbed up and down. Niall thread both of his hands into Zayn’s hair, guiding his mouth on his cock as he murmured sweet nothings to Zayn.
After a few minutes, Niall pulled a reluctant Zayn of his dick. “Get on the bed. On all fours.” he commanded. Zayn rushed to obey, scrambling onto the bed and presenting his red arse to Niall.
Niall camed up from behind him, teasing his cock at Zayn’ entrance. “You did such a good job of sucking my cock that I’m going to reward you.” He lined his cock up with Zayn’s hole. “You’re allowed to speak. I want to hear you scream my name.”
In one smooth thrust, Niall was seated inside Zayn’s tight ass.
"Niall!" Zayn screamed, pushing his hips back into Niall’s. Niall set a rapid pace, earning moans and screams from Zayn. He grasped Zayn’s hips roughly, piercing his arse over and over again.
He reached down below them and wrapped a hand around Zayn’s cock. He fondled the tip and began to stroke in time with his thrusts. “Come for me Zayn.” He said.
"Yes! Niall! Yes! Unh." Zayn moaned, coming into Niall’s hand.
Niall thrust twice more before releasing himself in Zayn’s ass. “Un. Yeah, Zayn.” He groaned. He pulled out and flopped onto the bed beside Zayn. Zayn collapsed out of his position and turned his head toward Niall. “I like it when you get all dominant.” He confessed. “We should definitely do this again.”
Niall giggled and blushed, rolling his eyes. “Anything for you, you randy Bastard.” The pair rolled into each other and Zayn pulled the blankets over them. Together, they drifted of to sleep.
Well this one was absolute shit. But whatever. Sorry I’ve been taking so long to finish all these. I hope they’re worth the wait!
fhsdjhafjlk my baby!! i want to give him a cuddle to make him feel better.
My baby Nandos
i hate when you’re in the middle of reading a fic
and all of sudden you just can’t figure out what position they’re in
like, how is his hand there?
that doesn’t make sense?
omg that one is on the left side of the bed?
also can i point out where harry’s hand is on niall? omg
can we point out the look on louis’s face when we notices the where harry’s hand is?
can we point out niall’s expression at harrys hand on his peen
“He’s touchin me lucky charms!”
and also can i just point out how louis is staring right at harry’s hand that is groping niall
This is answering both this prompt and another one asked by wanamo.
To the rest of the world, one direction wasn’t even gay, But inside their house, when none of the cameras were there to catch them, the boys had quite a special relationship. They had always been very close ever since the days on X-factor, and eventually that had grown into more. And after a while, when the boys had realized their feelings, they realized that they couldn’t just pair off, they all wanted each-other equally. And so they began their taboo relationship, an orgy between the five of them. And in this relationship, Niall was the ultimate bottom boy.
"Please Nialler? For us?" Harry pleaded.
"Come on." Zayn persuaded, rubbing a thumb over Niall’s hip and nipping lightly as his neck. "It would be so hot. And I know you’ll enjoy yourself."
"Think of how good it will feel." Louis agreed, waggling his eyebrows at the smaller irish lad.
Niall gulped, toying with the idea. It did sound hot, but he knew that the boys could make him suffer.
"You don’t have to if you don’t want to." Liam assured, running his fingers through Niall’s hair.
"No..No." Niall stuttered. "I’ll do it, if thats what you guys really want." Niall agreed, already regretting his decision, but he would do anything for the boys.
"Yes!" Harry called in triumph, going to the edge of the bed they all shared, and reaching into the drawer of the bedside table. He pulled out two items, handing one of them to Liam. Liam spread the lube onto his fingers and onto Niall’s hole before sliding them in and scissoring them in and out. He prepared Niall’s entrance before shifting over and giving Harry access to the blonde’s hole.
Harry gingerly slid the toy inside, pushing it into the hilt and then, using the little remote, set the vibration to the lowest setting.
Niall gasped and bit his lip to keep from moaning. The rest of the band watched as Niall took the toy into his ass, licking their lips and letting their eyes roam over his naked body.
"Time to get dressed" Louis said, pressing a quick kiss to Niall’s cheek. The rest of the boys followed suit, shuffling of the bed and pressing kisses to Niall’s head and face. Niall got up after them, sitting up delicately, as the change of position caused the toy to go deeper into his body. Today was going to be hell for him.
A few hours later, the band was sitting at a meet and greet. And Niall was thanking god for the table that hid his prominent erection. The boys were merciless in their torture of Niall, they would take turn with the remote of the toy, turning up the vibration without warning. Suddenly, the vibration went up another setting, Niall wasn’t sure he could take much more. He shifted again, trying to reduce the pressure on his prostate, so he could actually focus on the task at hand.
"Something wrong?" Louis asked, biting his lip and waggling his eyebrows. "You keep moving about Niall. Is something bothering you?"
Niall turned bright red and glowered at the older boy.
"Yeah." Zayn joined in. "You look like you’ve got a stick up your arse."
"Fuck you." Niall muttered, so the little girls lining up to meet them wouldn’t hear.
Zayn just winked in response and turned the vibration up a little more.
By the end of the gig, Niall was a quivering mess. The vibrator had now been turned to its highest setting. He stood with the rest of the boys, waving his goodbye to the crowd and hoping that no one noticed the tent in the front of his pants.
They were ushered backstage and then into their van. They all piled in and Louis pulled Niall into his lap.
"I hate you all." Niall said, crossing his arms over his chest and pouting.
"No you don’t." Harry smirked, leaning over from the seat behind him and ruffling his hair. "You love us."
"I am never letting you guys talk me into anything ever again."
"Oh please. You know you loved it." Zayn said smuggly, reaching over to brush his hand over Niall’s hard cock, straining against his trousers.
"Who knew you were so dirty?" Harry teased.
"Come off it, boys. Haven’t we tortured him enough today" Liam sent Niall an apologetic glance. "Besides," He added. "we’re almost home and then, we get our way with him for the rest of the night." Liam winked.
"Dibs on his arse first." Zayn said and sat back in his seat after giving Niall’s cock one last squeeze.
"I get second." Harry consented. He leaned into Louis’s neck. "You can suck my cock while we wait." He nipped Louis’s ear, Louis hummed his and turn to give Harry a quick snog.
Louis broke the kiss and turned back to Niall, pulling him closer to his chest. “Then we both get our way with you.” He promised and sucked on Niall’s neck.
Liam just watched the rest of the boys make their plans, happy to be surrounded by his lovers.
They arrived home a little while later. At this point, all the boys were sporting hard-ons, anticipating the night ahead.
They began undressing as soon as they came inside, shedding jackets and shoes. Zayn carried a quivering Niall with him to the bedroom, followed by Liam, Harry, and Louis.
By the time they reached the room, Harry and Louis were already naked. Harry gave Louis one more passionate kiss before putting him on his knees and presenting him with his dripping cock. Louis grinned and took the dick in all the way to the base, making Harry groan and wrap his fingers in Louis’s hair.
Meanwhile, Zayn had dropped Niall on the bed and has in the process of undressing while Niall waited, shifting and moaning slightly at the feel of the vibrations against his prostate. Zayn quickly finished undressing before he turned his attention back to Niall. He helped Niall out of clothes and then had Niall spread his legs. He very gingerly removed the still buzzing toy, turn it off once he had. He pressed a quick kiss to Niall’s pulsing rim. Niall let out a shout at the sensation on his overused whole.
Zayn put his fingers to Niall’s willing mouth, and the irish las quickly took them in, sucking on them and slathering the digits with his saliva. Once them had been sufficiently coated, Zayn brought the fingers back down and slid them inside the smaller boy.
He scissored them in and out a few time before climbing onto the bed and lining his cock up. Without giving Niall a warning, he slid in, causing Niall to moan loudly and clench the bed sheets beneath him.
Liam watched as Zayn started to thrust in and out of the Irish boy. He pulled his short over his head, then came up behind Zayn, pressing kisses to his neck and shoulder. “How do you feel about getting it from both ends?” He asked Zayn.
Zayn groaned and leant back into Liam’s chest. “Sounds orgasmic, love.”
Liam pulled the tube of lube of his pocket and coated his fingers in it. He brought them to Zayn’s hole and prepared him a bit before dropping his own trousers and sliding into Zayn from behind. He began to thrust into Zayn, which in turn, made Zayn thrust into Niall. Together, the three of them set an easy pace, mouthing at each others neck and chests.
Louis joined them on the bed, getting on all fours nest to Niall and capturing the blonde’s lips in a kiss. Harry climbed on behind Louis, sliding easily into his ass and rolling hips against the perky cheeks.