North Korea: Kim x Harry x The brown kid x Niall x Louis x The other one.

"...Spicy lil bitch..."

Niall dragged himself into bed. He wasn't even in the mood to fap and bust a fat nut that would fly half way across the room. His surroundings were well lit by the silver moonlight and the curtains swayed as the cool breeze whistled through the open window. It was too hot to sleep.

Outside, in one of the prison camps that were littered around, a guard shouted at a criminal,
"Get on the ground scum!"
"Please, let my children go," pleaded the skinny prisoner, "they have no involvement in anything! I promise I'll cry more when the next leader dies-"
There was a ear piercingly loud gunshot.
"Ahhhh, as it should be," sighed Niall, grinning cosily. A typical North Korean night. Just as he was about to drift off, the bedroom door slammed open as a cool gust of wind hit his face. The dark figure emerged from the shadows.

"H-Harry!" Stuttered Niall, "what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be in police custody?"
"Nah. I gave the officer a spitty blow job and he let me off."
Despite how hard he tried, Niall couldn't fight of the raging boner that was rising slowly before him. He tried to cover it but there was no point, Harry was already chuckling at it.
"Excited are we?" he laughed. "Coast is clear boys," he then shouted over his shoulder as Zayn, Louis and Liam walked after him. They all surrounded Niall around the bed. Niall knew exactly why they where there.
"Guys this ridiculous! Do you know how much trouble I'd be in if Chingly knew I had guests over, let alone fucked them behind his back!" Zayn licked his lips,
"I don't think we care. But the question is, do you really care?" Deep down Niall wanted this. He hated having his asshole burn as Chingly pounded him mercilessly from behind even though Niall would beg him to be gentler. For once he wanted a tender, loving cock in him that was sweet and soft.

Zayn's hand slowly crept into Niall's underwear. He couldn't help but give a soft whimper as Zayn wrapped his bony, knuckley fingers around his sensitive shaft.
"Don't squirm..." Zayn hissed through gritted teeth as he tugged, pulled and rubbed Niall's cock.
"Zayyyyyn... you spicy lil bitch..." he moaned. Around him, Harry paired up with Liam and was gingerly rubbing him up too. Louis, with no partner, turned to the closest self portrait on the wall of Chingly Chong and began to fap to that. The whole room moaned like a whore house. Their girly groans echoed out of the open windows and outside- keeping the North Korean prisoners awake. They didn't care about the consequences, they were all too caught up in the moment. Then, all at once, they came. Cum here, there, fucking everywhere! The room was so slippery and white, it looked like a perverted, Jimmy Savile Christmas. Cum on the portraits, cum on the sheets, cum on the floor... They all lay back, panting. All of a sudden, they heard keys in the door. They heard the door nob turn- the door open- footsteps hurrying up the stairs. Chingly was home...