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It had been some time since the five of them had hooked up, and each of the boys had experienced their own moments of feeling tension around the others, whether it was sexual or not. Zayn had thought about bending Niall over the nearest table, and Louis had been tempted to steal a kiss from Liam plenty of times. Harry had caught all of their eyes plenty of times, being the group's main focus and source of sexual frustration, seeing as how the youngest had no shame and rather enjoyed being naked as often as possible. But of course, none of the boys had the courage to break through the cloud of want swirling around above all of them. On one particular day, Harry decided to be a little bit cheeky, and went on with his usual routine of strutting around in the nude all throughout the house. However, wherever he went, he would make sure that there was somebody around that he could victimize. Every time that he happened to come across one of the boys, he would give them a less-than gentle smack on the ass, usually rewarding him with a surprised yelp or a groan of annoyance. He didn't mean to get them roundup the way that they were, so when he walked into his bedroom and the air was suddenly knocked out of his lungs, Harry was in a state of panic. Louis, Niall, and Zayn laughing like lunatics made him realize just what had happened: the four guys had decided to sneak an attack on Harry, probably for the small amount of mischief that he had been causing all day. A smirk made its way to Harry's lips when he had regained his breath, and he looked up at the three giggling boys, and Liam, who was obviously holding back his laughter. The curly haired lad, feeling playful, jutted out his bottom lip in a mock-pout, and all of them fell for it, looking at Harry curiously. "Are you okay?" Louis spoke up, feeling nothing short of concerned about his Hazza. He reached forward and cupped Harry's cheek, feeling a sense of pride when the younger lad nuzzled into his hand. "It might help if one of you kissed it better" Harry suggested with a cheeky wink. All of them were much too eager to comply, and they all battled for a chance at Harry's lips, causing Harry's face to get covered with little wet kisses from all four of his friends. He chuckled, pulling Louis forward, and pressing their lips together in what quickly became a heated kiss. All it took was one swipe of Harry's tongue against Louis' bottom lip, and the two of them were immediately all over each other. The other three boys watched on in fascination as Harry moaned deeply into the kiss, Louis having just ground their hips together in his straddling position on top of Harry. Liam barely registered that his hand had travelled to his own boxers, palming himself through the thin material, and causing Zayn to turn his focus on him. He was grinding the heel of his hand against his dick, in time with Harry and Louis' movements, and Zayn's stomach clenched with the familiar feeling of lust as he felt himself grow hard under his sweats. Harry had since repositioned himself and Louis, rolling them over so Louis was on his back, the carpeted floor feeling slightly itchy against his skin, but his head was spinning with the way that Harry was moving their hips together, now found in between the Doncaster lad's spread legs. Niall crawled over to them and kneeled down over the two of them, but not too close. He reached out and let one of his hands tangle through Harry's unruly curls, tugging on them every so often, and relishing the way that Harry groaned softly with each pull. "You two have no idea how hot you look" the blond breathed out, watching Harry and Louis with clouded eyes. Harry let out a chuckle and turned to Niall, motioning for him to come closer. "Yeah? You think you can get my cock nicely slicked up so I can fuck Louis?" he asked, earning a nod from Niall. "Come 'ere, then." Niall scrambled forward and tugged off his shirt before he got down on his hands and knees in front of Harry's torso, licking his lips at the thought of Harry's dick being in his mouth. The younger of the two instantly turned into a moaning mess when he felt Niall's mouth working him, and smirked in satisfaction when he noticed that the blond had slipped his hand into his own trousers, stroking himself in time with the way he was moving up and down on Harry. Louis tugged impatiently on Harry's arm, bringing his attention back to the older lad, and Harry's smirk only intensified as he took in the sight before him. Louis was already panting, a light layer of sweat collecting over his tanned skin, as he palmed himself frantically. He let out a smile gasp of Harry's name, and Harry growled in response, reaching forward and hooking his thumbs into the waistband of Louis' boxers, pulling them down in one swift movement. Zayn had since crawled onto Liam's lap, both of them sitting upwards, and stroking each other with ease. The moans and groans of each other - and of the other boys - were egging them on, but the two of them didn't feel the need to take things any further than that. Liam actually kind of had a thing for hand jobs, and Zayn was doing a damned good job at it. He was knew exactly when to flick his wrist slightly, and when to run his thumb over the slit of Liam's cock, making shivers run through his spine every time Zayn pulled a trick. Zayn was also enjoying the feeling of Liam's large, warm hand pumping his cock, and every so often, a profanity left the dark-haired lad's lips. His eyes were locked with Liam's and his tummy was beginning to fill with warmth. With a final curse of "fuck!" Zayn spilled himself into Liam's hand, causing the younger lad to grin. Zayn briefly heard somebody else come to their release, and turned around to see that it had been Niall, who had been stroking himself while sitting back and watching Harry fuck Louis into the floor. Zayn made a point of moving his hand in time with Harry's thrusts, and Liam started to squirm beneath him, mumbling that he was getting close. A loud cry of Harry's name made all four of the other boys groan, and Niall made a point to move closer to them, watching intently. Harry was driving Louis insane. He was thrusting hard and fast, hitting Louis' sweet spot each time he snapped his hips forward. The older lad was digging his nails into Harry's shoulders, letting out streams of "shit..." and greedy little moans that were making Harry feel much closer than he wanted to be. A particularly deep thrust had Louis hitting his high, letting out a long "fuccckk Harry..." Liam followed almost simultaneously, and Harry increased his speed, spilling himself inside of Louis only several thrusts later. All five of them took a minute to look at the state of each other, and grins spread across each of their faces. "We ought to bring this habit onto the tour bus, yeah?" Louis suggested, and the rest of them nodded in agreement, before going their separate ways to get cleaned up. Except for Harry and Louis, who had decided to take a shower together, and their moans eventually had the other three joining them.
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