Zayn looked across the crowded bar at his beautiful boyfriend Marvin as he followed Harry into the backstage area. As he saw how happy Marvin was, chatting with friends and other celebrities, he realised he was making the right choice. He couldn't break his heart by having him find out that he'd been cheating on him, though it wasn't even deliberate. The situation was such a mess and it was about to get worse.
Harry opened the door to his dressing room and locked it behind him as soon as Zayn was inside. The boys looked at each other sheepishly and Zayn could tell Harry was already hard under his blue chinos.
"I'm glad you've seen sense... I love you Zayn and I hate that I've had to resort to blackmail to get you to let me fuck you but I'm desperate", Harry whispered, holding Zayn's chin and leaning in for a soft kiss.
Zayn stood still and let Harry kiss his mouth, but didn't respond. He couldn't shake thoughts of Marvin from his head.
"Come on babe..." Harry said, which made Zayn cringe. "I need you to be in to this otherwise it's just not gonna work." Harry gave Zayn a look that signalled he wasn't completely happy and Zayn realised he needed to give in to this to save Marvin's feelings.
Harry went in for a second kiss and this time Zayn began to respond. Their tongues tentatively touched and caressed each other's lips and mouths. Harry moaned into Zayn and pulled him in for a strong embrace. Zayn felt Harry's solid cock press against his own crotch and felt a jolt of excitement travel up his spine. Zayn's body began to respond to the kissing and touching and he felt his own dick begin to grow. Harry pulled back and smiled at Zayn, notioning downwards with his head as he noticed their hard cocks were now fully erect and touching through the material of their trousers. Zayn noticed Harry's dick looked enormous, the bulge was obscene... this could be the biggest cock he'd ever taken!
Harry dropped to his knees and started to undo Zayn's trousers – he didn't want to waste any time and knew if they took too long people would start looking for them. Zayn was wearing bright red briefs with a white waistband and looked delicious, a wet patch had formed where his overactive cock had leaked precum. His mind might've been saying no but his cock wanted this. Zayn removed his t-shirt and showed off his gorgeous mixed-race body, he rubbed his hand down his chest and stomach which gave Harry butterflies. Harry quickly pulled down Zayn's underwear and stared at lovely 7.5 inch his cock which bounced out and immediately spewed a string of precum on to the floor. Harry licked his lips unconsciously and dove on to it, immediately deepthroating Zayn like a pro. He was so ecstatic to finally be tasting this lad's dick and whipped out his own cock so he could wank himself off while he pleasured Zayn.
Zayn had his head tilted back and was moaning softly as Harry performed expert fellatio on his throbbing dick. Zayn tangled his fingers in Harry's curly hair and face-fucked him for all he was worth. Harry clasped Zayn's perky arse and squeezed the soft cheeks as he felt Zayn's penis head touch the back of his throat and spill more clear juice down it.
"Aah stop, stop or you'll make me cum already" Zayn gasped, pulling Harry's head off himself.
Harry lay back on the sofa smiling at his first taste of Malik cock and Zayn gasped as he saw Harry's penis sticking out of his flies. It was enormous!
"Fuck... h-how big is that!?" Zayn stuttered, suddenly realising he'd have to take it up his arse.
"About 10 inches", smirked Harry giving his huge thick prick a tug.
"Shit man... I don't know if I can handle that" said Zayn, his eyes like saucers at the sight that lay before him.
"Well, why don't you lie on your back here and let me prepare you?" Harry grinned, patting the sofa and quickly removing his own clothes, showing off his lithe frame which made his cock and balls look even huger.
Zayn walked over did as he was asked. Harry got between Zayn's legs and pushed them up so his knees met his chest, exposing his beautiful pink cunt. Marvin had fucked it many times, Liam had been fucking it recently and now Harry was about to get his wish. The prize he'd been waiting for for so long was in front of him, almost winking at him to get on with it. Harry pressed his thick middle finger against the cute hole and Zayn felt a shot of electricity flow up his spine, arching his back slightly. Bringing his finger up to his nose, Harry noticed Zayn smelt of cum (must've been Liam's), a hint of sweat and a heady aroma of man-on-man sex. He sucked his finger before diving down and giving Zayn a rimjob to remember. Zayn cried out in bliss as Harry's expert tongue began circling his ring and licking firmly up and down his smooth ass crack. Harry was in heaven, tasting the Asian beauty that lay above him – his own dick leaking precum on to the floor.
"Ah god, Harry you're so good at that!" Zayn moaned, feeling Harry's tongue begin to enter his passage and the tip tickle inside him.
He wanted to do this for as long as possible, but conscious of time and his need to get off Harry had to stop the fantastic rimming and move on to the main event. Carrying Zayn on to the floor, he lay him on his back again so he could gaze at his amazing face as he fucked him for all he was worth.
"Harry, before you do it, will you promise me that you'll never mention this to anyone? I love Marvin and I'll never leave him... you realise that yeah?" Zayn whispered, almost too scared to be honest.
"I know babe, but I had to fuck you. You're too beautiful not to be wrapped around my nob" Harry smiled, rubbing Zayn's chest and twisting his nipples.
Zayn lifted his legs back and braced himself... he was about to take the thickest and longest cock he'd ever had in his young life and was feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness. As Harry pressed his head against the soft opening he immediately felt a rush of adrenaline at the thought that he was beginning to enter Zayn. He watched Zayn's face go between gasps of pleasure and small periods of discomfort as his bellend popped through the ring and he worked his inches inside, slowly but firmly. He caressed Zayn's torso lovingly and leant forward to kiss his supple neck as he worked 6, 7, 8 inches of his magnificent tool inside. Zayn had one hand behind his head, exposing his hairy pit and the other hand was wanking his stiff cock. Harry was almost in and Zayn could feel the immense pressure on his prostate begin to build. This felt so good, with Marvin it was lovemaking but this felt more raw and animalistic.
"You OK?" Harry asked as he started to build a slow rhythm, moving his hips to plow Zayn deeply.
"Yeah", groaned Zayn as his eyes rolled back in bliss, "just keep going".
Harry didn't need asking twice and gripped Zayn's hips, using them to gain leverage as he picked up speed and thrust into his new lover. Zayn spread his legs wider and Harry looked down to see Zayn's hole stretched and gripped to his cock like a vacuum, with every slam the pink ring popped in and out and it looked delicious. Zayn started moaning and whining like a porn star, grinding his body to meet each thrust and working with Harry to set up a fast rhythm. Harry grabbed his boxers from the floor and stuffed them into Zayn's mouth to muffle his cries. The two young lads looked at each other intently as the fucking continued for another ten minutes, each one of them in absolute ecstacy and never wanting this to end. Harry was living his dream and it felt better than his imagination had ever suggested. Zayn could think of nothing but how Harry's cock filled him better than any had before. He found himself not wanting this moment to end.
"Ohhh fuck, I'm gonna cum!" Harry gasped, "can I cum inside you mate, please?" he begged.
Zayn spat the boxers out and moaned; "do it... oh fuck fill me up with your hot sex".
Harry pulled Zayn's head to meet his slipped his tongue inside his wet mouth as he pumped an eruption of spunk inside his smoking hot bandmate. Zayn bit down on Harry's bottom lip as he always released a jet of sperm, triggered by the feeling of Harry's load splattering the inside of his cunt. The two boys moaned against each other's mouths as Harry's thrusting slowed down and Zayn could feel the cum dripping between his thighs. Harry collapsed on top of Zayn and lay panting against his chest. Zayn was also exhausted and the two of them said or did nothing for at least five minutes while they regained their energy.
The tension in the room was thick as they both started to clean themselves up and dress. Neither one of them could look the other in the eye. As Harry was about to make his way to the door, Zayn spoke.
"Can we do that again?". He could barely believe what he'd just said.
Harry looked surprised. "But what about..."
"Just don't mention his name. Just tell me we'll do this again", Zayn cut him off.
Harry walked up to Zayn with a grin and kissed him tenderly on the forehead before caressing his supple arse.
"We'll never stop doing this" he whispered, before grabbing his jacket and leaving a bewildered Zayn alone.