One Direction behind the Club- Matthew Grayson
This work is fiction and not based on any real events or people.
I was dancing, looking for a good time, when suddenly, there was Harry Styles. I must have slipped, cos he caught me. I was in his arms, amid the lights and the music, the beatbox schizophrenic cries of a dying civilization.
?Hey, careful there,? he said to me. ?If you wanna trip, follow me.? Through his t-shirt, his chest is hard and smooth, and warm. I can hear in his body another beating sound. I can only nod.
He leads me through the crowd. I hold his hand. We climb the stairs, through a door and a lighted hallway. We enter a bright room with chandeliers, tv and sofa. There is a kingsize bed in the corner, and there are Zayn, Liam and Niall. Louis sits on the windowsill looking at the city.
?He?s cuter than the last one,? says Niall. Harry smirks. ?A bit worse for wear though.?
My head is spinning. Too many drinks, too many colours. The boys are out of focus, nothing is real. The bright lights outside are circles.
?Hey, drink this,? says Harry. He gave me a cool glass of lemonade, and I sipped it slowly. As I sipped, the world stopped moving, and the lights in the chandelier became crystal clear. I was awake, and aware of every detail.
?Feeling ok? What?s your name??
?I?m ok. I?m- my name?s Tom.?
?Hello Tom. I?m Harry.?
?Hello Harry.?
He smiles and the world comes alive. ?And these are the boys,? he says, still grinning.
?Hey Tom- would you like to have some fun with us??
I nod and smile. In a second, Harry shoves me against the wall. He is stronger than I thought. I smell him. He kisses me full on the mouth, and my body surrenders. I open my lips for him. He sucks on my mouth, passionately exploring it, devouring it. When he sticks his tongue in I see behind him the other fifths of One Direction getting undressed. Niall takes off his t-shirt and I see his bare abs. Zayn unbuckles his belt. I see Louis? bare ass, then Liam?s hard cock. Harry breaks away from the kiss and zips down my jeans. He slips a hand down my pants and I grow hard at once. ?Fu-uck,? he moans. I could have cum then and there but tonight was mine. That sweet oblivion would come soon.
Harry takes off his t-shirt and scarf, and I run my hands all over his chest. ?Suck it!? he shouts and I drop to the floor. I don?t need telling twice. His cock is rock hard, and I tease it around my lips like an ice block. When I let it in, Harry thrusts it into me. Faster and faster. I gag a few times but mostly I am ok. I am drunk with the pleasure of the gods. With every thrust, he means it. His brow is furrowed in concentration. He cums and my mouth is full of his sweetness. I down it in one.
Niall is sucking off Zayn. When Zayn comes, Niall just lets go, as if Zayn were a frozen fanta which he had just taken a good suck of, and the drink escapes the straw, spilling over Niall?s face. His hotness is not impaired.
Liam grabs my legs and rugby tackles me to the sofa. I lie on my stomach. Louis, wanking his cock, stops, and sticks it in my mouth. I am full of pleasure again.
But Liam has other ideas. He grabs my ass and pounds it into my ass. I scream. He moans savagely. I belong to him. Behind me, Zayn is pounding Niall, and the Irish twink is enjoying it. I start to enjoy it too. Then Louis and Liam come at once- and I give in. My orgasm happens like a torture victim giving in to death. But I have surely gone to heaven- and my heaven is called One Direction. It?s a long night ahead.