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Zayn. A name as handsome as his owner. Perfect body, mesmerizing eyes. And an ability to ignore me pretty incredible. However, I see him almost every day. You see, Zayn is my brother's best friend. He's seventeen, so two years older. I know him for three year, and for three years he just says 'hi' when he comes home. Nothing more, just 'hi'. Nevertheless, I would like more. I know he's gay. He knows I'm gay. And he knows I'm his best friend's fifteen years old brother. Yeah, it can be a problem for him. But, I have a lot of ideas to have him in my pant : walking around in towel or boxer, leaning forward to show him my ass, eating enough sensually (Yeah, I CAN DO THAT). Today is our first summer break day, and obviously he's at home with my brother Harry. I see him in the garden so I take this occasion to wander almost naked. I dive in the pool and back on the grass trying to be sexy. I walk towards them but Harry stops me.
“Get out Niall, we're talking”
“C'mon Haz ! I'll be quiet !”
“ I don't care, spread your towel away from us”
“You're such a dick Harry”
I look at Zayn and he smiled, probably the first smile for three years. I'm not in the mood to argue with Harry so I just go into my room but I feel someone hold me, Zayn.
“Your brother can be a real dick but not worth to pout”
“What does it matter to you if I pout, Malik ?”
“You're more beautiful when you smile “he answers with a wink before living.
' You're more beautiful when you smile' Oh my god he thinks that I'm beautiful. Ok keep calm Niall, he just wants to be nice. Or he just wants to fuck me. I collapse on my bed and imagine a lot of scenarios, all with us and a bed. Or a wall. Or a table. Maybe a hour after, someone knocks at my door and I see Harry.
“Zayn stays here tonight so we orders pizza, what do you want ?”
“Nothing, don't want to bother you” I say sarcastically
“Niall, don't be a child. We were talking and it was private. So come with us, I order the same pizza as usual ?!”
Something private ? Probably about who fucks who, or who wants to fuck who. I'm sure Harry talked about this girl, Shana or something. He flirts with her almost every day, and I know that he fucked her a week ago, at school. He had his “I've just fucked a girl” face. See, Harry and I are pretty close but, for a reason that I don't know, he never tells me about girls he fucked. Maybe because I'm gay, but Zayn is gay too. Or maybe because I'm his little brother, and in his mind I'm a perfect little virgin boy. But, well, I've lost my virginity almost a year ago. We were with our parents on vacation and I met a guy, Mike, sixteen years old. He was fit, I was tipsy and one thing led to another, I found myself in his bungalow. I don't regret it, he was gentle and yeah, it's a great first time. I hear Harry call me to eat. I sit in front of Zayn, who talks to Harry. Then, I feel something on my leg, which goes higher up my crotch. Zayn. Oh my god Zayn is playing with his foot on my crotch, while talking to my brother. Ok, breathe. I decided to do the same thing, and he didn't expect it, because he chokes on his pizza. When Harry leaves, going to the kitchen, I lick my fingers to remove the food, and I deeply sucks them in my mouth, as if I have a dick inside. I stop it when Harry is back with us.
“Zayn, you alright mate ? You're all red ?”
“M'fine. I finished my pizza, want to play xbox ?”
“Sure. Niall, you're comming ?”
“No, thanks. Going to my room” I say with a wink to Zayn. He can come if he wants.
I go to my room and take off my clothes to stay in my boxer. Then, my door opens and Zayn walks in, putting my against my wall.
“You're enjoying yourself, blondie ?” he whispers in my ear
“What the fuck are you talking about ?”
“I'm talking about you and your little things to excite me. You, walking with nothing but a towel, or showing me your ass, or sucking your finger as if you have my cock in your fucking mouth. So, you're enjoying yourself ?”
“I should ask you the same” I say, pushing my hand on his crotch. Half-hard.
“Tell me what do you want, Niall”
“I want you. You and your mouth, your cock up in my mouth and my ass. I want you to make me scream and make me beg, Zayn. I want you to fuck my mouth and then fill my ass and thrust roughtly”
As answer, he kisses me hard, grabbing my ass, and I lock my legs around his waist. He pins me against the cold wall, one hand on my neck and the other on the wall to support us, my hands in his hair. He rocks his hips and grinds against mine. It's hot. I have his tongue in my mouth, playing with mine. He tries to dominate the kiss. He moans in the kiss and I feel his dick hard on my hips. I just want him to take off his clothes and fuck me, even if we're not alone. His hands are everywhere on my body and I let out a moan in the kiss.He starts to play with my nipples, pinching them hard. And I could burn right now.
“You're a fithy slut, Niall.You excite me and you know that I need to go back with Harry. I'll be hard while playing with him,” he tells me while kissing and bitting my neck.
“So you'll think about me, alone in my bed and hard just for you'
“Don't dare to touch yourself slut.You're mine now. I'm the only one allowed to touch your cock and put my fingers in you tight hole”
“Pease Zayn stop talking or I'll come in my pants,” I beg him, grindding against his crotch and breathing hard. I need him. I want to feel him pounding into my ass and filling me with his load when he'll come in my ass.
“Don't come yet love,” he whispers before leaving my room.
I can't belive what's happened. Zayn wants me. He wants to fuck me and I can't wait, I need it. I can still feel his hands, his hard cock, his breath against my neck and my ear. I'm still hard and I can't touch myself, and I don't want to touch myself. I want his hands, his fingers. And that's with this kind of thoughts that I fall asleep.
“ Hi blondie,” I hear someone says. I open my eyes slowly to see Zayn, leans over me. He kisses my neck and licks it, while his hands wanders down my crotch.
“Grruhmm”
“Wake up, love. I can feel your hard dick and I'm sure I can help you” he says, putting his hand under my pant and stroking my cock slowly to wake me up.
“Let me sleep Zayn, it's 8am”
But he doesn't care. He takes off my pant and I can feel something warm on my cock. Blowjob as a wake, I say yes. My hand through his hair, I push his head closer and make him chock a little. But he speeds up and it's hard to not growl loudly.
“ God Zayn don't stop it please, it's so good”. I almost come when he moans with my cock on his throat.
I can't believe what is happening. My brother's best friend sucking my cock while my bro is asleep a few room to mine. And I don't know what to think. It's just sex, no love. But it's still weird. And amazing. And really good. He is really good with his mouth. And god he knows how to use his tongue.
“More, please” I beg him. I really need more
“ You love it, slut” he says, kissing my cock and licking it “Tell me what do you want”
“Anything, please Zayn”
“Tell me, beg me”
“Huum Zayn please, your fingers. Give me your figers, fill me with them”
I feel his index on my hole, playing with it and slowly introducing it. He didn't uses lube, just his spit, so it hurts a little but it's nothing compares to the pleasure. I moan when he moves his finger and bits my thight before kissing it.
“God.. Zayn please... Hum.. I can take more”
“Of course you can, slut. You finger yourself every night, right ? Thinking of me” He whispears near my ear and I can feel his breath when he insertes two more fingers
“Yeah... Thinking of your mouth and your big cock up in my ass” I scream when he touches my prostat
“Hush love, you'll wake up Harry. Do you want him to come here and see you moaning with three fingers in your very tight hole ?”
“I... I'm... gonna come Zayn. GOD YEAH HERE again please Zayn”
“come for me Niall, come love”
I can't wait more and I'm comming on my stomach and my chest. I'm shaking and Zayn is kissing me everywhere, before introducing his fingers in my mouth. I suck them, and I an feel his hard cock on my thight. I want to help him but I hear footsteps in the corridor. Damn, Harry.
“Our private time is over young man”
“But you're still hard and I really want to suck you” I whispear, touching slowly his crotch
“ Another time little slut. I promiss you, you'll suck it soon, before taking it in your lovely ass. But I need to go to the bathroom for a quick wank”
“Ok... See you downstairs”
He leaves my room, letting me alone with cum all my stomach, and dirty thoughts. And, for the second time in a few minutes, I don't know what to think. I want him, I know it. But, what about Harry ? Or after ? I mean, OK we'll sleep together, and then ? He'll forgot me ? Or sleep with me again, and I'll become his sex buddy ? I don't mind if we're sex friend (God have you see him ? Of course I don't mind, his body is mine) but... But nothing. Yeah, I don't care. I don't want a love story with dates, candles, and a “I love you” at the end. He's nice and all, but I just want to have fun (Oh boys, just wanna have fun...). I decide to move my ass to go downstairs. Zayn is here with Harry, sit a the table with a cup of tea. I take a sit next to him, and I feel his hand on my knee.
“Oh Niall, already here ? It should be hard for you to be awake at 8:30am. I'm amazed
“Well, everything could happen, right ? So guys, what's the plan for today ?”
“Probably xbox, beers and foot. What about you ?” Harry asks me, putting his plate on the kitchen
“ I don't know, a nap ?!”
“That's my bro”
…
Four days. Four fucking days without a message of Zayn. Or a sign of life. Not even a telegram. Damn it. I can't stop thinking about last morning. He didn't come home after this day, it's always Harry going at his. And I'm going to die, seriously. Without seeing his fucking body/ I just can dreaming of him on top of me, naked. Him, kissing me everywhere, my hands on his back. He being hard against me. This feeling of us in our world, just our bodies, our moans, our kiss. Great, I'm hard and someone is at the door, playing with the bell, and I'm in my underwear.
“Hey lovely boy”
“Zayn ? What the fuck are you doing here ?”
“Well your brother is at Ed. And you're alone, almost naked. So you, me, a bed... or a wall. Or a table. Or right there. “
“Four fucking days without a message, Zayn. We're not in a relationship but four days.”
“Four days with your fucking brother at home and me thinking of you and your ass, love. Trust me, I miss you as hard as you miss me. So, you take me upstairs or you let me here ?”
“Come in”
Hardly did I say that he pushes me against the wall, closing the door with his foot. Ok, he was serious, saying he would be satisfied with a wall. It goes directly to my neck, with more or less violence. I feel his teeth against my skin, and then the tip of his tongue, as if he wanted to push through the pain of his bites. I take advantage that he is busy for him to remove his jacket and let it fall to the ground. He releases my neck for a moment to let me hurriedly take away his shirt before he throws himself on my lips, running his tongue over my bottom lip, asking me the access of my mouth. The kiss is abrupt, wild, without any feelings. A furious dance starts, while I removes his belt, taking care to run my hand on his chest, making him moan slightly. I separates my mouth from his, while I start to explore his perfect chest, this time with my lips. I leave no place aside, and I focus on one of his nipples, sucking it with my tongue while my other hand tease his other nipple. His sighs and moans of pleasure held in his throat encourage me to down a bit, this time playing with his navel, where I introduced my tongue, raising my eyes, anchoring my gaze into his, making the act more sensual, more sexual. Whereas my tongue is always in his navel, my hands remove his pants and underwear at the same time. And I find myself face to his cock, already hard and straight for me and just me. I feel his hand on the back of my head, showing me what he wants.
“Tell me what you want, Zayn” I say, with a sultry voice and blowing on the tip of his cock
“You know what I want so hurry up”
“I want to hear you saying it”
“I... I want you to s...suck me. I want to fuck your mouth until your... oh god... jaw is painful ”
And that's what I hurry to do, too excited to wait. I take it gently at first, making small movements. Gradually, I take more, while his moans increase in volume.He pushes my head, causing me a quick pace, and his cock goes deeper, hitting the back of my throat. He goes faster and deeper, leaving me no rest. I know he'll soon fall into the abyss of pleasure, and indeed, after a few hip movements, he filled my mouth. I go back to him, gently kissing his body, like a sudden need for tenderness after this purely sexual act. He seems to understand, because I feel his hands on my waist, pulling me closer to him and gently stroking my back. But my excitement is too strong, I need more. So my hand comes into touch with his cock that I gently stroked.
“ Ready for more, love ?” I whisper in his ear before licking his earlobe.
“ Like never” he says, taking off my underwear
He shows me his fingers, that I refuse turning his head. He gives me a quizzical look.
“I was really horny this morning so...”
“Tell me what you did, Niall”
“ I gently stroked my cock, thinking it was your hands. Then I sucked my fingers thinking it was your sex and I fingered myself, hopping it was you pounding into me”
I say this staring into his eyes, and I feel his cock harden against my leg. He grabs my hand and takes me to my room, where he lie me down on my bed, kissing me. He then lays down on me, while I spread my legs slightly, ready to receive what I have been waiting so long. He leans to open my bedside table and take out of the lube. How he knows that I put the tube in the drawer!. Then he went back on top of me, and spread his length of the substance, teasing my entrance with the tip of his cock.
“Zayn please... I'm ready. I can't wait anymore”
“You can't even imagine how much I love to hear you saying that” he tells me, penetrating me “Oh god.. Hum Niall... you're so warm and tight.. It's so good to be in you”
“F...Faster please Zayn. Pound into me, I can take it”
“ You ask for it”
He obeyes and fuck me harder and harder, for my pleasure. "ZAYN! Hmm yes, again "and" YES right here, harder please "are the only words I can say right now. His cock hits relentlessly against my prostate, and I feel pleasure over me. This is a tornado, an eruption of pleasure I feel. He holds my hips strongly that probably leave me marks. I lock my legs around his waist, allowing him to go deeper and deeper into me. I can't take it anymore, I know that I'm not gonna last.
“Z.. Zayn ! Hum I'm comming”
“Hold it a little bit love”
I hold it back until he yells at me to come, to let it go, show him how much I like it. I can finally let me go, and the hot liquid covers my belly, while his cum filled my ass. He still gives a few strokes before gently remove. He moved to my side, while we try to find a normal heart rhythm.
“Woh”
“You say it, Nialler. I would never have thought that a fifteen-years-old guy could be my best fuck”
“It wasn't the only time, was it ?”
“Of course not. I told you, I'll be the only one to make you come”
Zayn and me, it will be sex and only sex, I know it, since I want him. And that suits me fine. So yes, maybe we bearing down into the wall, but we are young, and we must learn to have fun, without necessarily thinking of the consequences, recklessness is one of the few advantages of youth. And, honestly, it would be crazy to let him go and his perfect body !