Date: Fri, 28 Sep 2012 16:01:33 -0700 (PDT)
From: Kyle Rogers <dirtydirectionerkyle@yahoo.com>
Subject: Dirty Direction: Chapter One

Disclaimer: This story is fictional.  This story stems from the imagination
of the author, and in no way is intended to be taken as a true encounter.
The sexual nature of the following story is fictional.  The story does not
imply anything about the true sexuality of the celebrities mentioned nor
does it express any personal knowledge about their private lives.

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      Liam woke up feeling different.  He wasn't in a bad mood or anything,
just... different.  Maybe it was because none of his friends were at home
and he wasn't invited to whatever plans they had?  He wasn't sure.  Rather
than pondering over it for hours at a time, the nineteen year old British
singer climbed out of bed and made his way downstairs.  He and his friends
had been sharing a place together while they were on tour, and he shared a
room with Niall.  Liam opened the refrigerator once he'd made it into the
kitchen.  He sported nothing but a pair of tight boxer- briefs that
outlined every part of his waist.  It wasn't hard to tell the boy was
well-endowed, even if he didn't go streaking like Harry did.  He didn't let
it get to his head though.  Besides, recently no one had been getting a
sneak peak of his cock at its full glory.  His relationship with his
girlfriend Danielle was at a horrible down right now, and that included not
having sex.  He was horny, and at the same time, he was starving.  His need
to eat beat out the need to beat off, but he would handle that next.
      It didn't take long for him to finish making his breakfast.  It was
nothing more than a bowl of flakes and almost-expired milk with a glass of
orange juice on the side.  He sat down on the couch, flicking on the
television.  Some old cartoon show was on, and he absently watched as he
finished his cereal.  Once finished, he wiped his mouth clean and downed
all that was left of the glass of juice.  He quickly put his dishes away
and headed upstairs to grab his box from under his bed.  It was where he
kept most of his sex-related objects.  Yes, it was a bit cliché, but he
couldn't help it.  With a house full of meddling teenage males, it was hard
to keep things to himself without hiding them in secret boxes.  He pulled
out a DVD and a small tube of lubrication, heading downstairs.
      Normally he wouldn't do this downstairs at all, but he figured the
other four boys would be out of the house for a while, and he'd have twenty
minutes to have at it without interruption.  Liam put the DVD in and sat
back on the couch, finding his favorite spot with the remote.  He paused on
a scene involving two boys his age sucking each other off, then slid his
underwear down to his ankles.  He popped open the bottle of lube and
squirted some on the pink head of his cock.  After unpausing, Liam began
stroking himself slowly, twisting his wrist when he reached the pulsing tip
of his dick.  The moans from the television inadvertently made him moan as
well, and as he pumped his rod harder, his own moans escalated.  Soon he
was slightly lifting his hips off the couch and slowly fucking his own
fist, eyes and ears glued to the television.
      Niall quietly opened the door to their apartment and almost dropped
his cup of coffee.  He hadn't been expecting to see his friend in this kind
of position.  Liam glanced over at him and jumped in surprise.  A feeling
of shame rose in his throat, and he wanted to crawl into a ball and die.
The blonde caught sight of what his friend was watching and smiled.  He
never would have guessed Liam was into that sort of thing.  Niall didn't
want to embarrass his friend anymore, so he simply made his way upstairs.
"Don't stop for me, mate," he said.
      "I can't continue now," Liam complained with exasperation.  Niall
paused and walked back down the stairs.  Liam was trying to pull his
underwear up.  The blonde grabbed his hands and kept them from moving any
more.  "What are you doing, Nialler?"
      "I said keep going, Li.  You don't have to be embarrassed," he said
in response.  Liam looked over the other boy's cherubic face slowly, unsure
if he should actually continue on what he was doing.  Niall waited
patiently, a smirk appearing on his face.  When Liam didn't move, the
blonde took it upon himself to wrap his pale hand around Liam's tanned
cock, stroking the monster of an organ slowly.
      "Ni... don't," he said quietly.
      "You want me to stop?" the other asked, moving down to his knees.
Liam didn't want things to be weird between them.  He was pretty sure
having his friend jack him off fell under the "weird" category.  But he
couldn't bring himself to stop it.  He couldn't find the words to say no.
      "Fuck, Niall," he groaned, his cock twitching in Niall's hand.  The
younger boy smiled and stroked harder, the lube helping his hand glide up
and down the smooth granite-like dick.  Liam's face contorted in pleasure
as he felt the boy's hot mouth on his balls.  He glanced down to see
brilliantly blue eyes eagerly shining up at him, his best friend's mouth
taking in his slightly sweaty nuts.  The sight alone was enough to make him
shoot, but he kept himself together.  Niall buried his face in Liam's
groin, slurping sloppily on the boy's beautiful set of cum-filled balls.
Before he knew what was happening, Liam had his fingers threaded through
the blonde's hair, gripping him firmly while his balls were sucked.
      "Suck my cock, Nialler," he purred, smiling down at the other.  Niall
nodded and wrapped his pink lips around Liam's large cock, precum spilling
out onto his tongue.  The flavor was intoxicating, making him desire much
more.  His head was soon a blur, bobbing up and down, rapidly taking more
and more of Liam's eight inch prick down his throat.  "Fuck, Ni, you're
gonna make me cum soon," he growled.  Niall pulled back and stroked
furiously.
      "I wanna taste your cum, Liam.  Fuck my mouth, please," he almost
demanded.  That was all Liam needed before he was grabbing the blonde's
face and pulling him back down, forcing his dick further down Niall's
throat.  Niall closed his eyes and grunted with the older male, preparing
himself for Liam's orgasm.  He didn't have to wait for very long.  Liam's
hands gripped the boy's hair hard, his cock a piston moving in and out of
his throat.
      "Fuck, fuck, Niall!" he cried, throwing his head back.  "FUCK!"  Liam
could feel the stomach churning feeling of his orgasm, and soon he was
shooting his thick load down the other's mouth.  Jet after jet of his spunk
spilled into Niall's mouth, filling it up completely.  The blonde pulled
back to swallow, but Liam wasn't done.  He shot two more times on the boy's
pink cheeks, rubbing his sensitive cockhead into each puddle.  "Such a good
cocksucker," Liam groaned, trying to catch his breath.  Niall lapped at his
dripping dick, smiling brightly.  "You're gonna have to do that again," he
said with determination.

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Love you all!

-Kyle