Date: Fri, 21 Jun 2013 22:41:42 +0200
From: Joakim Holberg <joaholberg@hotmail.com>
Subject: harry styles play time chapter 2 (celebrity section)

this storie contains acts of love between two males or more hehe ;) if this
offends you then please leave. also any act comited by celebrities have no
root to reality as far as i know. i do not know about their sexullity.

contact me and tell me what you think: joaholberg@hotmail.com


It had been some time since the five of them had hooked up, and each of the
boys had experienced their own moments of feeling tension around the
others, whether it was sexual or not. Zayn had thought about bending Niall
over the nearest table, and Louis had been tempted to steal a kiss from
Liam plenty of times. Harry had caught all of their eyes plenty of times,
being the group's main focus and source of sexual frustration, seeing as
how the youngest had no shame and rather enjoyed being naked as often as
possible. But of course, none of the boys had the courage to break through
the cloud of want swirling around above all of them. On one particular day,
Harry decided to be a little bit cheeky, and went on with his usual routine
of strutting around in the nude all throughout the house. However, wherever
he went, he would make sure that there was somebody around that he could
victimize. Every time that he happened to come across one of the boys, he
would give them a less-than gentle smack on the ass, usually rewarding him
with a surprised yelp or a groan of annoyance. He didn't mean to get them
roundup the way that they were, so when he walked into his bedroom and the
air was suddenly knocked out of his lungs, Harry was in a state of
panic. Louis, Niall, and Zayn laughing like lunatics made him realize just
what had happened: the four guys had decided to sneak an attack on Harry,
probably for the small amount of mischief that he had been causing all
day. A smirk made its way to Harry's lips when he had regained his breath,
and he looked up at the three giggling boys, and Liam, who was obviously
holding back his laughter. The curly haired lad, feeling playful, jutted
out his bottom lip in a mock-pout, and all of them fell for it, looking at
Harry curiously. "Are you okay?" Louis spoke up, feeling nothing short of
concerned about his Hazza. He reached forward and cupped Harry's cheek,
feeling a sense of pride when the younger lad nuzzled into his hand. "It
might help if one of you kissed it better" Harry suggested with a cheeky
wink. All of them were much too eager to comply, and they all battled for a
chance at Harry's lips, causing Harry's face to get covered with little wet
kisses from all four of his friends. He chuckled, pulling Louis forward,
and pressing their lips together in what quickly became a heated kiss. All
it took was one swipe of Harry's tongue against Louis' bottom lip, and the
two of them were immediately all over each other. The other three boys
watched on in fascination as Harry moaned deeply into the kiss, Louis
having just ground their hips together in his straddling position on top of
Harry. Liam barely registered that his hand had travelled to his own
boxers, palming himself through the thin material, and causing Zayn to turn
his focus on him. He was grinding the heel of his hand against his dick, in
time with Harry and Louis' movements, and Zayn's stomach clenched with the
familiar feeling of lust as he felt himself grow hard under his
sweats. Harry had since repositioned himself and Louis, rolling them over
so Louis was on his back, the carpeted floor feeling slightly itchy against
his skin, but his head was spinning with the way that Harry was moving
their hips together, now found in between the Doncaster lad's spread
legs. Niall crawled over to them and kneeled down over the two of them, but
not too close. He reached out and let one of his hands tangle through
Harry's unruly curls, tugging on them every so often, and relishing the way
that Harry groaned softly with each pull. "You two have no idea how hot you
look" the blond breathed out, watching Harry and Louis with clouded
eyes. Harry let out a chuckle and turned to Niall, motioning for him to
come closer. "Yeah? You think you can get my cock nicely slicked up so I
can fuck Louis?" he asked, earning a nod from Niall. "Come 'ere, then."
Niall scrambled forward and tugged off his shirt before he got down on his
hands and knees in front of Harry's torso, licking his lips at the thought
of Harry's dick being in his mouth. The younger of the two instantly turned
into a moaning mess when he felt Niall's mouth working him, and smirked in
satisfaction when he noticed that the blond had slipped his hand into his
own trousers, stroking himself in time with the way he was moving up and
down on Harry. Louis tugged impatiently on Harry's arm, bringing his
attention back to the older lad, and Harry's smirk only intensified as he
took in the sight before him. Louis was already panting, a light layer of
sweat collecting over his tanned skin, as he palmed himself frantically. He
let out a smile gasp of Harry's name, and Harry growled in response,
reaching forward and hooking his thumbs into the waistband of Louis'
boxers, pulling them down in one swift movement. Zayn had since crawled
onto Liam's lap, both of them sitting upwards, and stroking each other with
ease. The moans and groans of each other - and of the other boys - were
egging them on, but the two of them didn't feel the need to take things any
further than that. Liam actually kind of had a thing for hand jobs, and
Zayn was doing a damned good job at it. He was knew exactly when to flick
his wrist slightly, and when to run his thumb over the slit of Liam's cock,
making shivers run through his spine every time Zayn pulled a trick. Zayn
was also enjoying the feeling of Liam's large, warm hand pumping his cock,
and every so often, a profanity left the dark-haired lad's lips. His eyes
were locked with Liam's and his tummy was beginning to fill with
warmth. With a final curse of "fuck!" Zayn spilled himself into Liam's
hand, causing the younger lad to grin. Zayn briefly heard somebody else
come to their release, and turned around to see that it had been Niall, who
had been stroking himself while sitting back and watching Harry fuck Louis
into the floor. Zayn made a point of moving his hand in time with Harry's
thrusts, and Liam started to squirm beneath him, mumbling that he was
getting close. A loud cry of Harry's name made all four of the other boys
groan, and Niall made a point to move closer to them, watching
intently. Harry was driving Louis insane. He was thrusting hard and fast,
hitting Louis' sweet spot each time he snapped his hips forward. The older
lad was digging his nails into Harry's shoulders, letting out streams of
"shit..." and greedy little moans that were making Harry feel much closer
than he wanted to be. A particularly deep thrust had Louis hitting his
high, letting out a long "fuccckk Harry..." Liam followed almost
simultaneously, and Harry increased his speed, spilling himself inside of
Louis only several thrusts later. All five of them took a minute to look at
the state of each other, and grins spread across each of their faces. "We
ought to bring this habit onto the tour bus, yeah?" Louis suggested, and
the rest of them nodded in agreement, before going their separate ways to
get cleaned up. Except for Harry and Louis, who had decided to take a
shower together, and their moans eventually had the other three joining
them.


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sorry it was so guy i will make the next one better. i hoped you liked it,
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