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Chapter 4: The Morning After
"Mmmph." Niall groaned groggily, opening his eyes. Sunlight was streaming into the room from the full size window. His head was spinning and his mouth was dry. He yawned and rubbed his eyes. As he rubbed them he felt something on his cheeks, like dried dirt. He scraped it off with his fingers before realising that it was all over his forehead and chin too. "What the fuck....?" he started, before he remembered. "Shit!" he moaned, getting flashbacks about the events of the night before with Zayn, the kissing, the blowjobs, the fingering, and Zayn cumming on his face. That would explain the mysterious substance he had just rubbed off. "Oh God!" he thought to himself. He rolled over on the bed, expecting to see Zayn lying on the other side but he wasn't there. "Maybe he's went down to breakfast?" Niall pondered. He glanced at his watch- 8:15. "Nah, he's definitely not away for breakfast yet, it's way too early for him. Sure enough, as if on cue, Niall heard shuffling in the bathroom. He felt a knot of worry in his stomach. What if Zayn regretted what they did last night? What if he blames Niall for it? His doubts were quelled immediately as the door of the bathroom opened and Zayn walked out, a towel wrapped around his narrow waist. As soon as he saw Niall was awake he grinned widely, his stunning face coming to life, his eyes twinkling. "Morning Ni, did I wake you?" "No, I umm...just umm..." "Seriously, Ni, after the night we had last night you can't talk to me?!" Zayn grinned broadly, his perfectly white teeth sparkling. Niall breathed a sigh of relief, "So you don't regret it?" he asked. "Regret it! Why the fuck would I regret it Ni, it was amazing!" Zayn exclaimed. As if to prove his point, he strode purposefully over to the bed, reached down and stroked Niall's face before leaning down and passionately kissing him deeply, his tongue roaming within Niall's willing mouth. He drew away. "Does that tell you how I feel?" Zayn asked. "Yeah" Niall breathed, completely thrown by the tender way Zayn had just kissed him. He could feel his stomach fluttering. He was staring into space, thinking about that kiss when he was snapped back into the present by Zayn calling him. "Ni, do you need the bathroom before I take a shower?" "Well I was going to take a shower but go ahead, I'll go after you." Niall said. "Well...we could maybe share if you want?" Zayn smiled sweetly, his face the picture of perfection. Niall could scarcely believe his ears. If someone had told him yesterday that Zayn would be offering to shower with him he would have told them to fuck off, yet that was precisely what was happening. He tried to respond as casually as he could, "Yeah, I suppose, if you want to." Zayn shot him a knowing grin, stretching out his hand for Niall, who jumped off the bed and wilfully took hold of it, his dick swaying as he moved. "Woah, I see someone else is up early this morning!" Zayn said, staring at Niall's erection. "Hah, what can I say, I'm a horny guy!" Niall said. "Believe me, based on last night, I know exactly how horny you are!" Zayn responded. They walked hand-in-hand to the bathroom, Zayn draped in a towel and Niall completely naked. They let go of eaxh others hands, Niall going to brush his teeth while Zayn turned on the shower, adjusting the temperature of the water. Once it was satisfactory, he dropped the towel, revealing his small, yet pert ass and long, slender legs. His body was mapped with an array of tattoos, something he was extremely keen on. Niall, on the other hand, was tattoo free, however he did admire Zayn's various inkings. Just as he was stepping into the shower, Zayn turned to Niall who was still brushing his teeth. He had a look of mock seduction on his face and he placed a finger in his mouth and sucked it. "Come join me." he whispered in his most seductive voice, however he couldn't keep a straight face and burst out laughing at the look of bemusement etched on Niall's face. Zayn's laugh was infectious and Niall too soon began to laugh. Once he had regained some form of composure, Niall made his way to the shower, where Zayn was still standing at the entrance, leaving only a small gap which Niall had to squeeze through, their warm bodies pressing against each other, a spark of electricity between them. The shower, like much of the rest of the room, was spacious, with more than enough room for both of the boys. Zayn slid the door closed behind them, the shower already beginning to fill with steam from the jets of hot water. They pulled each other close together so that their bodies were pressed tightly against each other. They didn't kiss, they simply rested their foreheads against each others, staring lustfully into each others eyes. Niall's stiff pink shaft was pressing against Zayn's pubic bush, whilst Zayn's cock began to inflate. The sexual tension was building, until it was snapped by Niall, who dived in and pressed his lips against Zayn's. They were wrapped so tightly together they could feel each other's heartbeats. Zayn's hands roamed over Niall's firm, muscular back, down over his pert arse and over the backs of his hairy thighs. In their passion, they stumbled under the jets of warm water,making their bodies wet as they continued to kiss each other tenderly. After a while they broke apart, breathing deeply, both their cocks now standing fully to attention- Zayn's thick, brown shaft and deep purple head poking through his foreskin, while Niall's much thinner dick was throbbing, the inflamed pink head pumping precum as it always seemed to do. Niall ducked his head under the stream of water, causing his hair to become plastered flat to his head. He grabbed a bottle of shower gel and squirted a generous amount on his hands and he began to rub it all over his chest and stomach, lathering himself up. Zayn reached out and placed both of his hands on Niall's soaped up chest, saying "Let me sort you out, Ni." Niall flashed him a grin, as if to say "Go for it." Zayn rubbed the shower gel over Niall's shoulders and chest, allowing his fingers to run through the chest hair. He pulled up Niall's left arm, revealing his armpit hair, which he coated with the shower gel, before doing the same with his right armpit. Niall jumped and squirmed slightly- he was really ticklish under his arms. Zayn laughed at Niall's discomfort, making a mental note for future so that if Niall ever pissed him off, he knew Niall's weakness! He allowed his hands to roam lower, over Niall's pale, toned abdomen, then through his trimmed pubes, eventually stopping at the base of his cock, which seemed to be radiating heat. Niall sighed contentedly, pleased that he was getting the attention he wanted. Zayn began to run his hand up and down the shaft, the shower gel in his hand acting as lube which began to soap up, the suds engulfing Niall's prick. Niall groaned, he was close already. Zayn didn't want the fun to end yet so he grabbed Niall's dick tightly and pulled him so he was under the shower head again, allowing the suds to be washed away. Niall wanted to return the favour, saying to Zayn, "Turn around." Zayn shot him a quizzical look. "You washed my front, so I'll wash your back!" Niall explained. "OK, Ni." Zayn responded. He turned around, planting his hands against the shower wall and sticking his ass out, giggling as he did so. "Is that skinny ass supposed to impress me?" Niall chuckled, causing Zayn to turn his head, giving him an exaggerated angry stare, "Fuck up, we all can't have fat asses like you!" "Oh, so you've been admiring my ass, have you?" Niall laughed, raising his eyebrows. "Maybe a little," Zayn replied, "Anyway, start washing!" Niall complied, squirting some more shower gel on his hands before rubbing it on Zayn's back. He sensually rubbed his hands all over Zayn's tanned skin. He was mesmerised by the way the muscles in Zayn's back rippled as he ran his hands over them. Almost subconsciously, his hands traced downwards and began to rub Zayn's ass cheeks. What Zayn had said earlier was true- Niall did have a bigger ass, but that didn't mean Zayn's wasn't hot too. At the mere feel of Zayn's ass, Niall's dick gave a lurch and his heart pounded. He was so aroused. He began to rub the cheeks, pressing the palms of his hands deeply into them, almost massaging them. Zayn seemed to be enjoying it as Niall could hear him moaning lightly. In truth, Zayn was loving this. He had never known he would like having his ass touched so much! Before he knew it, he felt Niall's breath on his neck, "There's one bit I still have to clean, but it's quite awkward to get, so you might need to change position." Niall whispered softly in his ear. Zayn had a vague idea of what he meant. "Yeah, sure." he breathed back. "Good, just do what I tell you." Niall said. Niall got down on his knees, before lying flat on his back on the shower, allowing the water fall on him. His dick was still hard, pointing straight up to the ceiling. "There was one part of you that I couldn't clean properly when we were standing up, so it should be easier like this," he said, "I want you to squat down over my face." Zayn's heart skipped a beat. "Seriously, Ni?" "Yeah, seriously, I'm helping you get clean!" Niall replied. Zayn wasn't sure, but looking down at Niall's lust-filled face solved his dilemma- what did he have to lose. He planted both feet either side of Niall's chest before squatting down until his ass was directly above Niall's face. Niall licked his lips at the sight which greeted him- barely two inches from his face was Zayn's hole. He admired how pink it was, as it pulsated slightly. It was surrounded by hair, which bunched together in curls. Niall looked down and saw Zayn's heavy balls and cock dangling just over his chest. He felt like he was in heaven. "What now?" Zayn asked. "Now, you sit on my face." Niall responded in a matter of fact tone. Zayn sighed, before resigning himself to following Niall's demands, after all, he might enjoy it. He lowered his ass further, until he felt his hole come into contact with something warm and wet- Niall's tongue. Immediately he moaned loudly, feeling pleasure he never thought he could feel. He pushed his ass further down, craving more of Niall's tongue. Niall's face was now completely buried in Zayn's ass and he was enjoying the experience as much as Zayn. He had to admit it felt a bit strange, the strong taste and the heat from Zayn's tight hole, but he liked it. He loved how much pleasure he was giving Zayn based on the way he was moaning. "Oh fuck, Ni!" Zayn groaned in his deep, husky voice, his flawless face contorted in ecstasy as Niall's tongue probed his most sensitive areas. Zayn began to move slightly up and down, allowing Niall to fuck him with his tongue. His balls slapped against Niall's chest as he pushed down. His cock was at full mast, he reached for it and began to pump it, the sensations of Niall's wet tongue up his hole and his own hand palming his cock was driving him wild. The water was still cascading over both band members, causing their bodies to glisten. Zayn was snapped back from his bliss by Niall pushing his thighs up, his tongue freeing itself from Zayn's now well-tongued hole. Zayn sighed in disappointment, "Why'd you stop?" he asked. "I want to take it up a notch," Niall said, "I want you to fuck me." Zayn gulped, "Really?" "Yeah, right now." Niall looked longingly into Zayn's eyes, who nodded in agreement. Both clambered up onto their feet and looked at each other awkwardly. "So...how's this going to work?" Zayn asked. "Well, you're going to stick your dick in my ass. I don't know what you don't understand." Niall replied sardonically. "Fuck up, smartass!" Zayn said, "I meant, are we going to do it here or in the bedroom?" Niall paused for a moment, "Here." Before Zayn could do anything Niall had his hands pressed against the wall in a similar pose to Zayn earlier, sticking his ass out and shaking it so the mounds of muscle jiggled. Zayn slapped the cheeks, "Fuck, that is a sweet ass!" Zayn reached for the shower gel and poured some onto his hand, before rubbing it on his beefy dick, lubing it up. He grabbed Niall's ass cheeks with his hands, pulling them apart. "Ready?" he asked. Niall took a deep breath, "Yep, go for it." With that, Zayn edged forward until the head of his dick was in line with Niall's waiting hole. He waited until he felt the tight ring relax before he slowly pushed his mushroom head in. "Fuuuucck!" Niall moaned. "Are you OK, Ni?" Zayn asked, concerned. "Yeah, keep going!" Niall said. Zayn took Niall at his word, pushing more of his dick inside Niall's tight, warm hole. The feeling was like nothing he had experienced before. He had fucked plenty of girls before, but it felt nothing like this. Niall's ass felt so good as it enveloped his cock, as he forced in deeper and deeper. A stream of profanities escaped Niall's lips as the pain of taking such a thick cock caused him to roar out. Zayn's cock was at least 3 times as thick as the vibrator Niall played with, but he was determined he was going to take it all. He gritted his teeth as waves of pain racked through his body. He felt like he was being split in half. Zayn kept pushing until his entire 7 inches were buried deep inside Niall's ass. "Shit!" he moaned, "your ass feels so fucking epic, Niall!" Niall could only nod in gratitude. Zayn slowly pulled his dick out until only the head remained inside, before he forced it back inside. It entered slightly more easily this time, Niall's hole becoming more accommodating as it was being stretched. He began to build up a rhythm, picking up speed with each thrust. "Oh God!" Niall moaned, his pain subsiding and being replaced by pleasure as Zayn's cock pummelled his sensitive hole, hitting his prostate each time he thrusted in. The moans of both guys permeated the air, accompanied by the noise of Zayn's heavy balls slapping against Niall's ass. Both were getting close to orgasm, as evidenced through the increased pitch of their moans. Zayn grabbed Niall by his shoulders, fucking him harder, forcing his dick in as deep as it would go. His dick was continuously grazing Niall's g-spot, meaning that despite the fact that he had not yet touched his cock, he was about to explode. Zayn kept at his assault of Niall's ass until Niall cried out, "Oh shit, Zayn, I'm cumming." With that, his ass clamped tightly around Zayn's cock, refusing to let it go. Without touching it, his cock erupted, spasming uncontrollably, shooting thick ropes of cum against the shower wall. He was seeing stars, completely lost in his orgasm. Zayn, his dick still buried deep in Niall's hole, felt his orgasm bubbling up in his balls. Niall's ass was still gripping his dick tightly. One final pump and he too began to convulse as his orgasm took over his body. He felt his dick shooting fiery white cum deep inside Niall's beautiful ass. "Fuckin' hell." he moaned as he continued to shoot. His orgasm finally subsided, his dick rapidly becoming softer. He pulled it out slowly, until it came out with a loud plop. It was covered in his thick man juice, which he reached down and scooped up in his fingers, placing it in front of Niall's lips. Niall opened his mouth, taking the fingers and licking them clean, still dazed from his first sexual experience with another guy. He had thought about something like this for a while but never willingly acknowledged it. Now that it had happened, he felt so contented. "Did you like that, baby?" Zayn asked him lovingly. "Yeah, you're fucking right I did!" Niall breathed. They kissed again, Zayn's man juice passing between their mouths as they embraced. They slowly pulled apart before Niall said, "Well I guess we better get a move on!" Zayn smirked in agreement, turning off the shower. "I don't know if that shower made us cleaner or dirtier!" Niall joked, causing both of them to chuckle heartily. They both exited the shower, heading back into the bedroom to dry off and get ready for the day ahead. "That was fun," Zayn said, "we should do it again!" "Hmm, maybe. I'll have a think about it!" Niall said jokingly, giving Zayn a cheeky wink. They both smiled at each other lovingly again, both feeling more contented than they ever thought they could be.
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