Eighteen and up.~Ziall~
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  • Reads 475,851
  • Votes 16,970
  • Parts 48
  • Time 6h 40m
Ongoing, First published Jun 11, 2014
Mature
"Niall it's about that time."
 
"About time for what, dad?"

"You're about to turn 18." he says before pulling out a contract I'm all too familiar with.

 "Y-you want me to become a porn star?"

Hey. I'm Niall Payne, I am 17 almost 18 and my father is a director for adult films.

When I say adult films yes I mean as in Porn hub, red tube. etc. Payne inc. that's the company name.

And this is all good and fine...but uh he wants me to join the family business.

.......I could use the money.

 

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Warning: Contains various sexual scenes and references.
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The summer of 1831 was especially hot on the back's of the Horan families slaves, one in particular being Zayn, the lightest skinned of all the thrall's. And Niall, the younger, more sensible of the Horan's two sons, took a liking to watching Zayn's dark flesh sweat, drip down his neck and across his forehead until he grabbed the hem of his shirt, pealing it off him, the fabric sticking to him which always drove Niall past the point of no return, his mouth watering, thirst rising within him before retreating for the house, were he scurried to his room to pleasure himself. Not that anyone knew that. This was a strict family who stuck to morals and traditions, one being, You do not lust for that slaves...especially not one of the same sex.