“Drunk truth or dare!!” Harry yelled. We were all so pissed drunk right now that I had no idea what I was even thinking.
“Fine, Haz!” I yelled.
“YAY! Thanks boobear,” he said, sitting next to me. The five of us sat in a circle and Liam started.
“Um Niall,” He said, “Truth or dare?”
“Fuck. Um, dare,” Niall said,
Liam thought about it for a minute before a wide smirk came across his face.
“I dare you to make out with Louis!” Liam said, pleased with himself. Damn, ever since Danielle left, he’d become a lot less responsible, and a lot more like us. And now I had to kiss Niall. Oh well, most of us had kissed before in these stupid drunk games, but it never meant anything.
Niall sighed and walked over to me. He knelt down next to me while Liam, Harry and Zayn watched. Niall closed his eyes and pressed his lips to mine. I sighed into the kiss, and put my hand at the back of his neck. I started seeing fireworks behind my eyes, and I suddenly didn’t want him to stop kissing me. I was actually enjoying this kiss. A little too much, if you looked down at my pants.
Niall seemed to be enjoying it too, and he bit at my bottom lip, and I opened and our tongues battled for dominance, before I gave in. He traced my mouth with his tongue and I was enjoying every second of it. He grabbed at my waist and held me close to him, while I kept my hands wrapped around his neck. God, this felt so good.
“Okay, dare’s up,” I heard Liam call, and Niall reluctantly pulled away. I tried not to act like I was upset it was over, but I wanted more. Niall went over and sat back down in his spot, not looking at me the rest of the evening. We finished our game, but I couldn’t help but to keep thinking about the kiss. Eventually, I made everyone leave, so I could get some sleep. I went upstairs and passed out on my bed, still thinking about my kiss with Niall.
I woke up the next morning, hung-over, and the only thing I remembered was that I made out with Niall, and I enjoyed it far too much. I groaned while I cleaned up, and got dressed. I went to the kitchen, when I heard a knock on my door. I opened it, and I was surprised to see Niall standing there. He walked in and he looked nervous.
“Louis, what the hell was that last night?” He asked.
“I don’t know, Ni. We were drunk…” I said, playing it off.
“But how come I still can’t stop thinking about it?” He asked.
My heart started racing. “I can’t stop thinking about it either.”
He looked at me, and out of nowhere, I walked up and planted my lips firmly on his. He kissed me just like he did last night, and it was even better now that we weren’t drunk. I traced his bottom lip and he let me in and he gave me dominance of the kiss. I cradled his face in my hands, before I wrapped one hand around the back of his neck to hold him closer, and I moved my other arm down to his waist. I held him close to me, loving the feeling of his body against mine.
He pulled away for air, and I kissed and sucked at his neck, not ready to be done yet. He wrapped one hand in my hair and he played with it while I kissed him, sending chills over my body.
“Oh, god, Louis,” He moaned. He pulled my face back to his, and I kissed him hard on the lips, needing more contact. His hands found my hips and he ground them together, before he slipped one hand down my pants and he stroked my dick.
“Fuck, Niall,” I panted, throwing my head back. My pants were tight and my boxers were hot. He slipped off my shirt, then my pants and boxers before he trailed kisses down my stomach. He flicked the tip of my cock with his tongue, and my hips bucked forward, and he took me in his mouth. He started sucking me hard and fast making my stomach tighten. “Uhhh, Niall,” I moaned. He grabbed my hips and thrusted them in time with his sucking, until I couldn’t hold it in anymore. “Fuck, I’m coming,” I warned, but he didn’t pull out. “Fuck, Niall,” I said again, but he still sucked, so I came in his mouth. He looked me in the eyes as he swallowed it all. My eyes rolled back into my head as I came down from the incredible high I was feeling. He trailed light kissed back up my stomach and chest, until he kissed my neck, and buried his face there while he waited for me to come down. I looked him in the eyes. “Holy shit, Niall.”
He smiled. “Good?”
“Mmm,” I moaned in response, as I took his clothes off and kissed down his body. I took him in my mouth, and I sucked him lightly at first, until he begged, and I took him faster. “Fuck, Louis,” he panted, and I knew he was close. I thumed the tip of his dick and put him back in my mouth and flicked my tongue over him until I felt his stomach tighten. “Fuck, Lou, I’m there,” He warned, and I sucked him until I felt him come in my mouth. I swallowed and kissed his body while he came down from his high. “Mmmm, Louis,” he moaned and I smiled into his neck, as I pecked it lightly.
“Come on,” I whispered in his ear, as I pulled him up to my bedroom. I threw him down on the bed and I laid on top of him, lightly kissing his lips, his forehead, and his chest. “Mmmm, Louis,” He moaned and I smiled. God, this was so good. I kissed his pecks, and he flipped me over so he was on top. He kissed my lips and he trailed his tongue down my body. I felt the pre-cum slipping from my dick, and he used it as lube to jerk me off some. Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore and I flipped him back over so I was on top. I trailed kisses down his body, and I pulled his legs up and wrapped them around my waist.
“Fuck, Louis. I need to feel you inside me,” he panted when I hesitated.
“Are you sure, Niall? It’s going to hurt,” I said.
He nodded. “Just do it. And don’t stop unless I tell you to.”
I nodded and kissed his forehead, before I slowly stretched him out, and I pressed the tip of my hard cock at his entrance. He tensed up, and he threw his head back in pain.
“Fuck, Louis,” he gasped in pain.
I panted because there was so much pressure on my dick. “Fuck, Niall, you’re tight,” I panted.
I slipped in a little more, and he yelled.
“Sorry,” I panted, “Want me to stop?”
“No,” He said, and he rocked his hips, so I went all the way in. “Mmmm,” He moaned, and it sounded good this time.
“You okay?” I asked nervously.
“Yeah,” he panted. “Just, move,” he said, so I rocked my hips against his. “Fuck, Louis, right there,” he yelled, so I went faster. I thrusted deep and hard, trying to his that spot that made him swear like that. “Fuck, oh god, so good,” he said.
I was enjoying it too, he had adjusted so the pressure on my dick felt good. “God, Niall, you feel so good,” I panted. He rocked his hips with mine, and I saw his hand reach for his dick. I stopped it, and brought his hand up to my lips so I could kiss it, before I took his throbbing dick in my hand. I started jerking him off in time with my thrusts, until we were both sweating and panting, screaming each other’s names.
“Fuck, Louis,” Niall yelled.
“Uhhh, Ni, I’m coming,” I warned.
“Me too,” he panted, and I felt him release in my hands. I finally released inside of him, and I screamed in ecstasy.
“Fuck, “ He panted.
“Uhhh, Niall,” I moaned. I slowly slipped out and kissed him on the lips before I passed out on the bed next to him, and we both fell asleep.
