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Harry was bored. Harry was really, really bored. And not your usual kind of bored. The kind of bored where you have absolutely nothing to do. The kind of bored where you’re sitting on the couch in front of the TV with absolutely nothing to watch even though your favorite show is on. The kind of bored where you feel this urge to do something, anything, but the only other person in the house is currently asleep next to you on the couch. Half Naked.
Snapping his gum thoughtfully he poked at Dougie with his poynter finger. He waited a few seconds but no movement.
“Dougie?” Harry asked, staring expectantly at his slumbering friend.
Poking him again he stared at the white mark his finger left on the tan brit’s skin. He began to poke him at random, giggling as he pummeled his friend with two fingers, leaving a bunch of white finger imprints on his skin. Realizing he probably looked like a complete idiot he quickly stopped himself, crossing his arms over his chest and huffing again. Chewing agitatedly at his gum he stared down at Dougie, eyes raking over his naked upper torso, lingering on his nipples.
An evil idea popped into his head and he grinned to himself, pulling out another strip of gum. Grabbing the piece he currently had in his mouth he stuck it to one of Dougie’s nipples, chewing the other piece and sticking it to the other one. He chuckled down at his friend before getting up to look for something else to do.
Dougie found Harry an hour later, strumming away on a plastic Guitar that hooked up to the Xbox.
“Red button, pink button, green button, blue button.” Harry muttered to himself, staring at the TV screen.
Usually Dougie’d have teased him, telling him he’d to better if he shut the hell up and just play but he was a little preoccupied pulling at the dried out gray things, that looked suspiciously like these brain sucking aliens he saw on an old horror movie once, currently squeezing painfully at his nipples.
“Harry.” Dougie said but the other boy was too caught up in his game to notice.
“Harry!!!” Dougie yelled.
“HUH? ...blue button, green button.”
A painful throb from his nipples finally stirred him into action. Walking over he unplugged the Xbox angrily and turned to glare at Harry.
“Hey, what was that -” Harry stopped what he was saying when he caught sight of Dougie’s chest and his incredulous words faded into amused laughter.
“Harry, what the hell did you do?!” Dougie yelled, glaring down at the boy, only causing him to laugh harder. “Harry, I’m serious, this isn’t funny. It really hurts.” Dougie whined, wincing at another painful throb from his chest.
Harry quit laughing and looked at his friend in concern.
“Here, let me see ‘em.” He said, getting up and walking over to the distraught boy.
Grabbing a hold of one he tugged, stopping when Dougie let out a hiss of pain.
“Sorry. Um, yeah, I’d say their pretty much stuck.” Harry muttered, looking around guiltily.
“Dammit, there’s got to be something you can do!” Dougie said.
Harry paused for a few seconds, brows furrowing together.
“I got something, stay here.” He said, bustling away and returning with a glass of steaming water.
A few seconds later found Dougie gasping and spluttering as hot water dripped down his front, clinging to his hair and pajama bottoms.
“Bloody Hell! What did you do that for?” Dougie gasped, skin burning at the hot water.
“Dammit, didn’t work.” Harry said, poking at one of the nipples.
“You think?” Dougie yelled.
“Well, look, there’s got to be some sort of way to get them off.” Harry mused, staring at them.
Several minutes passed by followed slowly by several more.
“I know!” Harry said.
“What?”
“Saliva.” Harry stated proudly.
“Yeah?”
“We can use saliva to soften ‘em up.”
“….how?”
“Oh…….well….I don’t know…..just uh….just…..put some on your finger or something.”
“Do you think that’ll work?” Dougie asked, looking down a little disbelieving.
“Worth a shot right?”
Dougie doubtfully sucked on his finger, lowering it to his nipple. Rubbing it lightly over the hardened material he hissed in pain as the sensitive nub was rubbed back and forth by his finger. Harry watched silently as Dougie sucked on his other finger and slowly rubbed both nipples with saliva, biting his lip and squeezing his eyes shut. The situation was so ridiculous he almost wanted to laugh, and he probably would have if he weren’t currently distracted by how hot Dougie was right now.
“Harry, I don’t think its working.” Dougie said.
“I wouldn’t be to sure about that, keep trying.” Harry muttered, admiring the way Dougie’s chest gleamed from the water as he continued to rub his nipples.
“Look, Harry, could you help me or something?” Dougie asked.
“That’s a bit kinky.” Harry smirked.
“Fine, forget it.” Dougie hissed, face contorting in pain.
Harry, taking pity on him seeing as how it was his fault, decided to help him out. Strictly as a friend of course.
Grabbing Dougie by the arm he dragged him over to the bed, pushing him down onto it and gently pushing him back against it.
“Harry…..what are you doing?” Dougie asked.
“Helping.” He smirked, crawling onto the bed, straddling the younger boy, and holding his hands above his head.
Slowly he lowered his head down to the other boy’s chest, heart pounding in anticipation. Gently he wrapped his mouth around the nub, massaging the gum with his tongue. He heard Dougie gasp from beneath him, chest rising and falling more rapidly. Sucking lightly on the gum he felt it begin to soften on his tongue. Swirling his tongue around he nibbled on the chewy snack, loving how the sensation made Dougie arch up into him. Removing one of his hands from Dougie’s wrist he dragged it down his arm, feeling the soft skin beneath him as he lapped at protruding flesh.
Dougie whimpered, marveling at the feeling of Harry pushing him into the mattress and delicately sucking at his chest, removing the gum from one nipple then moving onto the other. He felt the stronger boy rub his hand over his stomach then slowly flutter over his hip, a strange warmth flowing down to his groin at the other boys ministrations. Dougie loved the sweet torture the other boy was giving him but he needed something faster and harder.
“H-Harry, come on.” Dougie begged, arching up slightly.
Harry smirked, tugging the last of the gum off with his teeth and sticking it to the closest bedpost.
“Impatient are we?” He asked smugly, staring down at the younger boy.
“Harry.” Dougie warned.
Smirking Harry bent down, shifting so his body was just above Dougie’s, careful not to make contact. Leaning down he ran his tongue across the other boy’s neck and up to his ear, nibbling on it.
“I don’t know Dougie.” He said, whispering seductively in his ear. “You see, I did something for you,” His warm breath ghosted over Dougie’s skin as he leant in closer. “so I’m going to need you to return the favor.” He licked the outer shell, blowing on it.
Dougie shivered beneath him.
“Wh-hat do you w-want?” Dougie asked, trembling with desire.
“I want you….to beg me for it.” Harry said, relishing in the way he made Dougie shiver.
“B-beg you?” Dougie squeaked.
Harry slowly ran his hand over the boy’s stomach, feeling the way the muscles twitched beneath him.
“Yeah. Of course if you’re too above begging….” He said, leaving the threat hanging.
“No!” Dougie gasped. “Harry, I want…..please….” he furrowed his brows in concentration, distracted by the way Harry started to suck on his neck and run his hand over his thigh. “Oh god, I want you to….please….” Harry rubbed light circles on his thigh and lap generously at his collar bone. “Harry, please fuck me!” Dougie gasped out.
Harry smirked.
“I’ll think about.” Harry said, going as if to get up.
Dougie roughly grabbed the front of his T-shirt and pulled him back down.
“Dammit, I swear to god, Harry, if you don’t fuck me now there will be hell to pay!!!” Dougie growled, pulling him on top of him, wrapping his legs around him, and kissing him fiercely. Harry let out a noise of surprise before closing his eyes and kissing him back. Dougie’s hands wrapped around his neck and Harry pressed down against him, experimentally thrusting his hips. The other boy let out a whimper that reverberated through Harry’s mouth and straight to his groin, making him grind down harder and faster.
Breaking the kiss he gripped his hips, rubbing against him desperately. The gasped and panted, breath mingling as they thrust against each other. They only stopped to pull Harry’s shirt over his head then immediately resumed their rhythm.
Dougie stared up at him through half lidded eyes, taking in the sight of his chest glistening with sweat as he ground into him. Overcome with desire he pulled him back down, crashing their mouths together in a rough tangle of tongues.
“Pants….off….now.” Harry gasped above him.
He slid his hands in beneath their bodies pulling off Dougie’s pajama bottoms, throwing them across the room. Slowly, almost hesitantly, he stripped off his boxers; eyes raking over the muscular, sweaty body of his best friend beneath him, growing even harder if that were possible.
Dougie stared at Harry, watching in confusion as he slid down the bed. Gripping at Dougie’s hips he lowered himself down, down past his cock, past his balls, until he reached his……oh. OH! Dougie’s eyes widened as he realized what Harry was going to do a mere millisecond before he did. Still, he wasn’t ready for the sensation of a warm muscle probing at his anus. Groaning Dougie’s eyes snapped shut and he clutched at the sheets, stomach quivering and breath coming in gasps. He moaned and arched as he felt the warm strong muscle circling his hole. Harry lapped at him eagerly, making him writhe desperately at the pleasure.
“Harry……oh god, Harry…” Dougie moaned pleasure coursing through his body as the tongue thrust in and out of him. “Oh god, Harry, please.”
He licked him for several more seconds before pulling away, undoing his pants and pulling them down along with the underwear. Positioning himself, he gripped Dougie’s hips, heart pounding and cock throbbing as he stared down at the sweaty, needy teenager.
Slowly he pushed at the tight ring of muscles, groaning at the warmth radiating from them.
Dougie’s face contorted in pain as Harry slowly entered him. He took deep breaths, trying to relax at the new sensation.
After a couple excruciating minutes Harry was finally in him, using all his self control not to pummel him into the mattress….just yet. He stared down at Dougie, giving him a few seconds to adjust. Looking up at him he gave him a slight nod, indicating it was okay to move. Harry slowly pulled back a little then pushed forward, setting a slow rhythm.
The first couple of thrusts were the worst, pain ebbing away slowly until the thrusting began to feel good. Dougie groaned, wrapping his legs around Harry’s waist and pulling him in tighter, gasping as he hit something that sent sparks of pleasure through his body.
“Oh.” He moaned.
Harry got a little braver in his thrusts, going faster and hitting that same spot, over and over again until Dougie was a spluttering mess, writhing and gripping at Harry desperately, moaning and calling his name.
“Ng…faster….harder….yes…” Dougie moaned, gripping him tightly and thrusting back.
Harry pounded into him, panting and growling as Dougie clenched and unclenched, calling his name. The rocked together, sweating and moaning until all they could see was sparks and then they were coming, shouting and moaning each others names before they collapsed, panting and sweating.
“So…..did I help?”