50 shades of Styles

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Dirty - +16 - OMG - Read if you dare - no way you need to read this - or do so - Just a warning... :D

What the heck... do as you please... :D

//Nelly

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Harry took Niall into the bedroom. Niall felt a tingle in the stomach and he looked forward to this. Harry pulled off the bedspread and he turned around and looked straight at Niall.

"To be clear about the rules. You can't touch me on the chest."

Niall hesitated.

"Huh?"

Harry smiled a little bit and he took a few steps toward Niall.

"Although you haven't seen or read the contract, there are certain things I can't change. I don't like when a person touches me on the chest or back. Okay?"

Niall nodded. What was his choice?

"So we'll make love now?"

Harry laughed a little and he pulled Niall close. Nialls hands landed on Harrys arms.

"No, Niall, I don't make love, I fuck and I fuck hard."

Niall groaned quietly, and he got big eyes. Harry's hands slid down and he slowly began to unbutton Nialls pants, then he unbuttoning the shirt.

"And I've been looking forward to this." Harry whispered hoarsely and seductive. He pulled off Niall his shirt and he looked down at his chest hair. He moaned and he quickly got the pants to slide down. "Sit on the bed."

Niall was impressed that he, himself, could obey that quickly. Harry continued to pull down his pants and he then took off the shoes and socks, then the last of his pants. Harry stood up and he looked down at the almost naked Irishman.

"You are so..." he didn't find the words. Harry pulled off his own pants quickly and after just a few seconds, he stood with just the shirt on. "Stand up!"

Niall stood up. Harry smiled satisfied and he put a finger under Nialls chin.

"Oh, you are so attractive." His other hand grabbed Nialls butt and he pressed them together. "You are so perfect."

Then their lips met. Niall let his hands land on Harry's shoulders, and he felt how their bodies moved against each other. Yes, Niall had never been that horny before and he didn't even know how he would do. Harry kissed him hard and intense, but it was perfect for the heat of the moment.

Harry slid slowly down and Niall stood totally still. He felt his boxers slid down to his feet and he lifted his feet to remove them. He heard Harry moaning and right as it was popped his tongue up. It moved from the root all the way up. Niall lifted his head up toward the ceiling and he couldn't understand why this happened. He groaned when the full hardness landed between Harry's lips and he sucked it in. Something came to life, as Niall didn't know anything about. He took down his hands and he pulled them through Harry's dark hair. Slowly Harry brought his face back and forth, his hands was tight around Nialls waist. It was as if the heavens opened up and Niall felt his whole body wanted more. It was a pleasure and it was something special.

Niall landed on his back in bed. Harry slid up on top of him and he grabbed Nialls wrists. Harry quickly took a silk ribbon and tied them over Nialls head. Niall said nothing, he wanted this. Harry smiled when he was finished, and he spread Nialls legs and landed there.