Date: Mon, 17 Jun 2013 19:28:31 +0200
From: Joakim Holberg <joaholberg@hotmail.com>
Subject: harry styles play time part 1 (celebrity section)

Disclaimer -- this story is a work of fiction and is not intended to imply
anything about the true sexuality of the celebrities mentioned or any
personal knowledge about their private lives. Also if the though of two
males having sex offends you then stop reading please give me your judge of
this storie and tell me what you liked about it. all credits to sarah :)

contact me on: joaholberg@hotmail.com

Harry knew that this had been a bad idea. He was currently looking down at
his own legs, biting down on his quivering bottom lip, and feeling a
dreadful amount of regret. There would be no way for him to escape the
room, without one of his four friends noticing him. They were currently
sitting outside of the washroom, waiting for the curly haired lad to make
his exit, after being dared to completely shave his legs. He sighed to
himself, trying to ignore Louis' calls, urging him to hurry up and get out
of the room. Harry shook his head to himself, feeling absolutely ridiculous
as he looked towards the door, and then back down at his legs once
again. This was definitely going to turn out poorly..Pulling on his joggers
in hopes that his friends would forget about the incident - even though he
knew that they wouldn't - he walked over to and pushed the door open
slowly, gasping quietly when he was tugged out by impatient hands, which
ended up belonging to none other than Louis. He glared halfheartedly at the
older lad, pulling away from him, only to be pushed down into a sitting
position on the floor by both Louis and Zayn. In a pathetic attempt to
avoid the inevitable, Harry tried to stand up, only to be crushed by Niall,
who had taken to sitting down on his lap. Three of his friends holding him
down, Harry was unable to get up, no matter how much he struggled against
their efforts.

"Liam, check if he actually did it" Zayn voiced from beside his ear,
causing Louis to chuckle on his other side. Liam squatted down in front of
Harry's legs, and the younger lad trying to tuck them up underneath
himself, but Niall prevented that by holding down Harry's thighs.

"Guys! I promise I did it! No need to check, right?" Harry whined
desperately, wishing that they would just leave him alone. Of course, Liam
tugged up the bottom hem on Harry's right leg, visibly smirking at the
smooth skin that he found there. He ran his hand over it lightly, making
Harry tense under the touch, and Louis sniggered again before moving to
join Liam. He tugged at the other pant-leg, finding another completely
smooth leg, and then looked up at Harry with a mischievous gleam in his
eyes, "You actually did it. Wow!" he laughed, looking towards Niall, "Check
if he did his thighs, as well."

Harry's eyes widened when the blond on his lap didn't hesitate to pull at
the waistband of his joggers, pulling them down with the assistance of
Louis and Liam. Harry could just barely feel Zayn's hands tighten their
grip on his shoulder, his attention being on the three pairs of hands that
were running over his legs, and the words of approval spilling from his
friends' mouths.

"I can see that they're smooth from here" Zayn spoke up.

"Yeah? You should feel them, they're soft. Like a lady's" Liam's smirk was
still on his face as he turned to look directly at Harry, "And I bet that
he likes it how we're touching him like this. Don't you, Hazza?"  Before
Harry could reply, he was gasping once again, Niall's hand having snaked
their way over his crotch. He cupped Harry's forming bulge, giving him a
gentle squeeze, and although Harry couldn't see the blonde's face, he could
just imagine the grin sitting on his lips. Luckily, Louis swatted Niall's
hand away, but Harry's hope ran short when Louis took to replace Niall's
task, albeit less hesitantly. He stroked over Harry's length through his
boxers, causing the younger of the two to bite down on his lower lip,
holding back the moan that was threatening to escape at Louis' actions.

"Hey, Louis, don't hog him all to yourself" Zayn scolded, moving from
Harry's shoulder, to kneeling down in front of him, watching Harry's
face. Harry looked back at him, wanting to tell Zayn to get Louis to stop,
but he couldn't find the words when he felt the contact of bare skin on
skin. Without Harry noticing, Zayn had pushed Louis' hand away, and managed
to sneak his own into Harry's Calvin Klein's. It was only then, that the
youngest man realized Niall was no longer seated on him, and he could move
freely. However, for some strange reason, the idea of walking away from
what was happening felt displeasing to Harry. Maybe it was because of the
way that Zayn's wrist was flicking slightly, or the way that Louis' hands
had reached under his shirt to play with his nipples. Or maybe it was how
Liam was bent over his legs, kissing his inner thighs in an oh-so tempting
way. Harry's senses kicked into overdrive when he felt Niall's mouth on his
neck, sucking at the skin, surely leaving bruises that would be visible by
the morning.

"Do you see what you do to us, Harry?" Liam asked. His voice sounded
raspier than Harry had ever heard it before, and he could only muster up a
whimper in response when Liam sat up, tugging down Harry's boxers to give
Zayn more access, his shirt being pulled over his head by Niall and Louis
quickly afterwards. Once the material of his Klein's passed over his
ankles, Harry felt extremely exposed.

All of the guys excluding Zayn stood up to look down at a writhing Harry,
all four of them exchanging a look that they all understood. Zayn pulled
his hand away and walked around Harry, moving his back away from the wall
so he could reach under his arms. Suddenly, Harry was off of the ground,
Zayn lifting him up from his arms and Liam picking up his legs.

"Still so smooth" he cooed, but this time Harry didn't struggle to get
away. He was curious about what was going to happen, and as they reached
Harry's bedroom, Harry had an idea of what was to come for him. The thought
alone caused him to let a small moan slip from his lips, before he was
dropped down onto the bed.

Within seconds, Liam had swooped down and caught Harry in an unexpected
kiss, but Harry returned it almost desperately, pulling Liam on top of
him. He could hear somebody call him an "eager little slut" and that caused
him to moan into Liam's mouth, his hands moving up to weave through his
friend's hair. When Liam pulled back to give them both some air, he looked
down at Harry with darkened eyes. The younger lad looked right back up at
him, until he heard somebody clear their throat and he turned his head to
the side to see that it had been Louis. Harry smiled at the way he looked
almost jealous, and beckoned for him to join them. Liam and Louis exchanged
a look, and then they were both on either side of Harry, covering his neck
in even more bruises.

Niall watched on with a pout, and Zayn whispered an idea in the blonde's
ear, which he happily decided was a good one. He climbed onto Harry, his
tongue darting out to leave wet trails down his chest and stomach, which
earned him a moan from Harry's throat and a twitch of his cock, which Niall
was now even with. He ran his tongue over Harry's length, from base to tip,
and then took Harry into his mouth.  Zayn watched on, extremely aroused,
and having dropped stripped down while the other lads were busy. He walked
over to Harry, thrust three fingers into his face, and Harry took them into
his mouth eagerly.  "You're right Zayn, he's such a fucking slut" Louis
spoke up, having momentarily stopped what he was doing to watch Harry suck
on Zayn's fingers. The two were painfully aware of their own aching
hard-ons, and when Harry moaned around Zayn's fingers, Louis nearly lost
it.

"Zayn, that's good enough. Look, he isn't going to last much longer, with
the way that Niall's using that skilled little mouth of his on Harry's
cock."

That's when Harry came undone, spurting his cum into Niall's awaiting
mouth, his toes curling and his back arching off of the bed. Niall pulled
away once Harry had started to go soft in his mouth, and made sure that the
youngest lad was watching, before he swallowed all of Harry's cum.

That elicited a groan from Harry, who almost immediately became half hard
again, much to the other guys' pleasure.

"Would you look at that...? Our pretty little slut is already hard again"
Liam smirked, standing up and dropping his own pants and boxers. Louis and
Niall quickly followed suit, and Zayn slipped his fingers from Harry's
mouth.  Zayn walked around to the edge of Harry's bed, climbing on to it
and spreading Harry's legs apart with his hands, instructing Harry to keep
them open nice and wide for him. Obedient as he was, Harry spread them as
far apart as he could, and Zayn groaned at how obliging he was, "Good
boy... Do you want my cock, baby?" he asked, and Harry nodded in
response. Zayn slapped Harry's inner thigh, clearly displeased with the
response. Harry looked at him in confusion, and Zayn merely smirked,

"Tell me how much you want it, slut."

"Fuck... I want you so bad..."

"What part of me do you want?" Zayn clarified.

"Your dick..."

"Say it."  "I want your dick... God, just fuck me already..." Harry whined
impatiently. He didn't know what had taken over him, but he was already
painfully hard, and he knew that Zayn was going to fuck him whether Harry
wanted him to or not.

Zayn reached forward, his fingers still slick with Harry's spit, and slowly
ran one of his fingers around Harry's entrance. Harry tensed, and then
forced himself to relax, having the common sense that it would only make
things worse if he fought it. Zayn slowly pushed a finger in, barely giving
Harry any time to get used to it before he pushed in another, causing Harry
to grip the bed sheets tightly. Still, he pushed himself to relax, and when
Zayn groaned Harry felt calmer.

"You're a virgin, aren't you? You've never had sex with a guy" Zayn smirked
up at him and Harry could only nod in response while Zayn continued to
prepare him.

"I would have thought that Louis got to him" Liam spoke up, and Harry
looked over to see what he was doing. This happened to be Niall. Liam was
already fully sheathed inside of Niall, and Harry didn't know how we he
hadn't noticed what they were doing, earlier.

Before Louis could reply, Zayn had ordered him to get some lube, and when
Louis brought it over, Zayn pulled his three fingers out of Harry. Harry
whimpered at the loss, and Zayn immediately jumped on Harry's sound,

"You want me that badly, baby? It's alright, you can have me now" he
chuckled, smearing his own cock with lube, and aligning himself with
Harry's entrance.

Harry let out a broken sound as Zayn started to push into him, and Louis
pushed one of his hands through Harry's hair for comfort. Harry looked up
at him with thankful eyes, and he suddenly felt bad that Louis didn't have
anything to do. Reaching up with his right hand, Harry took a hold of
Louis' cock and began stroking him in time to Zayn's thrusts, which were
beginning to get faster.

Harry's eyes never left Louis', and while the younger was moaning from what
Zayn was doing, Louis' stomach was beginning to tighten. Harry noticed
Louis' tenseness, and he let go of Louis' length momentarily, so he could
prop himself up onto his elbows. The change in angle caused Zayn to get
deeper into Harry, both of them groaning at the slightly new feeling.

Harry motioned for Louis to come closer, and who would Louis be to object?
He shuffled closer, kneeling on the bed in front of Harry, and Harry took
the opportunity to take Louis' cock into his mouth. The older lad let out a
deep moan, and all thoughts of being gentle with Harry were forgotten.

Louis began thrusting forcefully into Harry's mouth, just as Zayn changed
his angle slightly, hitting something inside of Harry that made him see
white. He moaned loudly around Louis' cock, and both Zayn and Louis
returned the sound. To his left, Harry heard Niall let out a loud call of
Liam's name, and the thought of his blond friend reaching his orgasm sent
Louis over the edge. He thrust erratically into Harry's mouth before
swiftly pulling out and spilling his cum all over Harry's chest.

Harry's attention went back to Zayn, who was practically pounding into him
by now, and he scrambled to grab the sheets once again. His head tilted
backwards and his legs began to shake, and Harry knew that he was close to
orgasm for the second time that night. He felt a warm hand wrap around his
dick, and he opened one eye for a split second, moaning loudly when he saw
that it was Liam pumping him in time to Zayn's thrusts. His elbows gave out
and Harry fell backwards into the bed, and he felt Liam lean over him, his
lips pressing to Harry's ear.

"Cum for us, you little slut" he whispered, taking Harry's ear lobe between
his teeth and rolling it gently.  Liam's words were all that it took Harry
to reach his high once again, and his knuckles turned white from gripping
the sheets so tightly when he came in Liam's hand with a loud cry.

He continued to stroke Harry through his orgasm, and Zayn emptied himself
into the curly haired lad, unable to control himself once Harry's muscles
started contracting around him. The feeling of Zayn's warm fluid filling
Harry caused the youngest lad to moan again, and Liam pulled his hand away
before Zayn pulled out of Harry's body.

"Fuck, you're such a good little slut, Harry" he cooed, and all of the
other guys offered their agreement. Harry just lay there, trying to catch
his breath, and Louis moved to lay down with him. Harry immediately
snuggled up against him, closing his eyes with a tired yawn.  "Hey, what
are you thinking, Hazza? We're not done yet..." Liam chuckled, causing
Harry to frown halfheartedly to himself. It was going to be a long night.

Mmmh I can't wait to write the next chapter but I need to know if it was
any good, please contact me Joaholber@hotmail.com

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