50 shades of Styles

17

Harry put down Niall on his stomach in bed. His butt shone white in the faint light and Harry loved it. He slid up on the bed and he let the palm of a hand caressing the soft skin.

"Oh Niall, I love your body!"

Niall swallowed. He didn't like how Harry demanded things from him, or how Harry all the time wanted to have his will through. Yet he lay still. Harry took hold easy in the thread and Niall groaned. Yes the bullets were still in there. Harry was pleased with him, but why?

"Let me show you the pain can be something nice." Harry whispered hoarsely, and searched for Nialls blue eyes. He smiled softly. "Count to six."

Niall didn't understand, he just stared at Harry, but then it came. Harry lashed with his hand straight across the buttocks. Niall gasped.

"Well, you'll count?"

Harry asked and Niall swallowed.

"One..."

Niall didn't understand what happened. He closed his eyes and number two came. He continued to count. Damn, three, and indeed it was as if the whole butt vibrated. He felt the balls moved in there and it almost was nice. Harry continued and he became more and more heavy-handed. The last one came quickly as ever and Niall groaned. He spread his legs and he felt his whole body was on guard. Harry smiled and he took hold of the rope. Without preparation, he pulled quickly it all out. Niall groaned and buried his face in the pillow. He didn't know if he would scream or not. Harry slid down between his legs and he spread his buttocks. Niall was surprised when he felt Harry's tongue there. Harry licked and he opened up. Niall almost couldn't lie still, so Harry pressed him down with his hands.

"Niall lie still!"

Harry continued, and Niall felt his whole body began to wake up. Harry let his tongue brush against the entire area and finally couldn't Niall almost not hold it back. Harry let a hand slip in between the covers and Niall. He brought it up so that Nialls hard part got something. Niall moaned as the hand began to move up and down, with the whole palm against Nialls hard part. Harry seemed to like it. His other hand took care of the hole and two fingers began to move inside. Niall whimpered and he felt his whole body was on this. He moaned and he didn't care if Harry didn't like that sound. Faster movements and eventually was Niall there.

"Come and show me what you feel!"

He heard Harry growl. Niall groaned. He began to move the body up and down and he spread his legs more. He put down his cheek against the pillow, and then it was as if everything was just released. He came.

"Good!" he heard Harry groan. "Oh Niall, I own your enjoyment."

Niall shook and he could feel how the wet contents came out between him and the bed. He puffed and he groaned until it was over.

Harry let his hand remain under Nialls part, down there, but he took away the other hand from his hole. He bent down and kissed the butt and he seemed to like it.

"Well Niall, was that dangerous?"

Niall opened his eyes. He tried to think.

"Why do you need to hit me with your hand?"

Harry grinned.

"The pleasure is getting bigger with the pain." he whispered in reply. "The pain makes the orgasm getting bigger and I want you to know about that, I want you to feel it and I want you to like it."

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"Can't we go to the movies or something?"

Niall came up with lots of other things he wanted to do. Harry stood close in front of him and took shampoo  in his hair. Yes, they stood in the shower and this was the first time as Niall had showered with another person. Harry smiled and he seemed to think.