McFly fic - Part 2
McFly fic: The One where Harry and Dougie meet at the auditions and then stuff happens (2/3)
Pairing: Dougie/Harry
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Following Harry and Dougie from their audition up to recording in Australia - it's kind of porn with (a bit of) plot!
A/N: So this was the first fic I wrote in about 4 years back in June - but it took me some time to make it work the way I wanted it to. Also a big thank you goes out toarmillarysphere who did a great job as a beta!
Disclaimer: Obviously not mine.
Harry and Dougie do become the best of friends. What had started the very first time they met is continued, they can chat about anyone and anything for hours. They move in with Danny and Tom, and they become a foursome, but Harry and Dougie share the bond of their addition to the band and always stay a little closer to each other than to the other two.
They all hug a lot, especially at the beginning and especially Dougie as he is the youngest one and they all treat him like their younger brother. Dougie loves it; he does feel a bit homesick occasionally, and physical affection always helps. But sometimes Dougie shies away from Harry, when his hormones are uncontrollable even though his head knows better.
Over the time he’s got to know Harry almost better than himself, and on top of the major lust he has had for Harry ever since their first kiss, he also falls in love with the boy. He knows he can’t do anything about it, first and foremost he doesn’t want to damage the band, and secondly each time he looks at Harry with soft eyes and a smile on his face he can hear his mum’s voice telling Jazzie that teenage love is not for real. So Dougie gets used to loving Harry as a friend, and most of the time him being in love with Harry doesn’t bother him that much.
Dougie can’t have a relationship, but he does have one-night stands with girls. So does Harry, but Harry also eventually gets a girlfriend and it’s hard, especially because she doesn’t seem to like Dougie.
Even though they are together for a couple of months this is always what they fight over, Harry can’t understand why she doesn’t like Dougie as he is Harry’s best friend, and why she thinks that Harry spends too much time with him. But he likes her otherwise, and is pretty sad when she breaks up with him.
The boys take him out a week after and they all get smashed. Danny thinks this is the best way of getting over a girl, alcohol and other girls, and Harry kisses a few girls that night to keep him happy. He tells Dougie later that he doesn’t really see the point, that he knows he will get over his girlfriend soon enough, and that he was never properly in love with her anyway. But it is a good night; they dance like maniacs and at one point he and Dougie end up in the corner with their arms around each other, debating the merits of Stella versus Kronenburg.
Eventually Tom goes to see Giovanna who probably won’t be happy to see her boyfriend drunk and knocking on her door at 3 in the morning, and Danny pulls and goes home back to the girl’s place, so it’s only Dougie and Harry left. They get a taxi back to the house they all share, and stumble to the front door holding onto each other as neither of them is able to walk in a straight line.
Dougie successfully gets the door unlocked on the second try, and they almost fall over into the front hall. Harry decided he wants to play playstation and turns it on, getting controllers out for both him and Dougie. They play with each other for a bit but then a mock fight breaks out and they are wrestling for control, and suddenly they end up half on the floor half on the couch kissing madly, both knowing that they shouldn’t be doing this but not being able to help themselves.
They are still pretty drunk, and soon clothes start to come off. They are getting more and more undressed, Dougie is naked while Harry still has his jeans on. Harry is groping Dougie all over who is moaning, and when Harry whispers, “I want to fuck you, can I?”, he can’t help but groan and answer, “Yes.”
Dougie makes a mad dash up to his room to grab some lube and condoms while Harry gets out of his jeans and boxers. When Dougie comes back down Harry pulls him back down onto the floor in front of the sofa and they dump the supplies onto it while they start kissing again. Their hands are on each other’s cocks and eventually Harry spins Dougie around to lean over the sofa with his knees on the ground and his ass in the air.
“Pass me the lube?”
Dougie nearly comes right then at the thought of Harry fucking him from behind. Harry lubes up two fingers and then pushes one of them in, and Dougie moans loudly.
“You are so tight!“
“Haven’t done this since the last time.”
Hearing this Harry pushes his cock into Dougie’s side, obviously turned on by the idea of still being Dougie’s only male partner.
“Fuck, how could I have forgotten how hot you are like this?”
Dougie just keeps moaning and panting when Harry adds the other finger. He is rubbing Dougie’s prostate with every stroke and if Dougie wasn’t so drunk he’d go off like a rocket, but as it is all his senses are a little bit dulled.
Finally Harry must think he has stretched Dougie enough and asks him to pass the condom. Dougie can hear him putting it on and lubing up, and spares a moment to be glad Harry’s either not too drunk or thoughtful enough to remember the lube, then he feels Harry’s cock starting to push in and loses all thought.
Dougie’s breathing hitches, and he goes quiet for a bit until Harry is all the way in. Two fingers didn’t really prepare him all that well, but then Harry grabs hold of his cock again, and Dougie moans aloud. It’s obviously loud enough that Harry chuckles and starts pulling out slowly, then pushing in again. He mirrors every move he makes with his fist around Dougie’s cock, and with every stroke rubbing against Dougie’s prostate it doesn’t take that long until the younger boy comes, all over the front of the sofa.
But Harry keeps going, the same alcohol probably also dulling his senses a bit, and it feels relentless to Dougie, he can’t catch his breath and feels that if he weren’t so drunk he would probably be able to come again. Harry is holding both of Dougie’s hands with his and playing with them which is strangely hot, and also sucking at the back of Dougie’s neck, which is equally as hot, and as it is Dougie is sort of half hard again by the time Harry decides to bite the back of Dougie’s neck when he comes. He slumps on Dougie and just about has the energy to pull out and pull off the condom, then he starts sliding to the floor.
“Hey, oh no, you are not sleeping on the floor.”
Dougie feels a bit tender still and his face heats up when he thinks that it’s no wonder his arse feels sore, Harry’s cock is after all of good size. He grabs onto Harry and manages to manoeuvre him up the stairs and onto his bed, which Harry collapses onto as soon as his shins hit the side.
After detouring to the bathroom to clean himself up a bit, and to put on some boxers, Dougie then goes back down to pick up the condom and throw it away - hiding it underneath lots of rubbish, there is no need for Danny and Tom to see it. He tries to wipe the come stain off the sofa and doesn’t fail to badly, at least it’s unrecognizable now. When he is done with that he picks up his and Harry’s clothes, chucking his own into his room while taking Harry’s back to his room when he goes to check on him.
Dougie had thought he might crawl in with Harry, but Harry is dead to the world and lying across the whole of his double bed, so Dougie picks up the edges of the comforter and covers Harry as much as he can. Then he smiles and, feeling indulgent, he bends down and kisses Harry’s forehead before he leaves the room and crawls into his own bed.
***
The next morning he wakes up to the sound of Harry retching into the toilet, and rolls out of bed to go and check up on him. He is very tender still, and has to bite back a grimace of pain when he gets into a sitting position, so he gets up quickly and walks to the bathroom.
“You okay, Haz?”
“Fuck, no, I’m dying! Get me some paracetamol?”
Dougie climbs past him to get to the medicine cupboard, noticing Harry has managed to pull on some boxers - and gets out two paracetamol. Then he empties one of the toothbrushes out of its holder and fills the holder with cold water.
“There you go.”
“Cheers, Dougs, you are the best.”
Harry swallows the tablets with some water and then slowly starts to get up while flushing the toilet.
“Why are you not dying? I’m sure you had just as much alcohol as me. Actually, I can’t remember a thing after Danny said he was going off with that bird, did we keep drinking or did you have to take me home?”
Oh. Dougie feels a spike deep in his chest but then he thinks it was probably for the best. It would complicate things too much for the band, and while he knows Harry likes - and apparently fancies - him, he is sure Harry’s feelings are not as deep as Dougie’s feelings towards Harry.
Oh well, he can go back to being just friends, no big problem, and it isn’t fair on Harry to expect anything anyway when he’d only broken up with his girlfriend the other day.
“You’re just a lightweight! I did take you home, you were drunk as a skunk and I had to pay for the taxi as well as drag your sorry arse up to your room, so you owe me!”
“Sorry, Pugs, I’ll make it up to you.”
“You better!”
Harry slowly makes his way back to his room and collapses on the bed, Dougie following him.
“Do you want anything else, Haz?”
“Nah, thanks Pugs, I’ll sleep some more and then I’ll hopefully be good as new!”
***
Later on that day Dougie is in the kitchen in front of the fridge while Harry is sitting at the table.
“Please tell me we’ve got some bacon, Dougie?”
“I’m sure Tom bought some the other day - ahh, here it is!”
He picks up the bacon and has just put it on the counter when they hear the front door door slam and Danny walks in.
“Ah, the dirty stop-out has returned. Bet you had fun last night, eh? I thought it was all about me getting a girl!” Harry crows.
“Fuck off, but yes I had fun, she was well hot. Though it seems I’m not the only one, why does Pugsley have a big love bite on the back of his neck?”
Dougie can feel Harry looking at him, and he must obviously see the same thing Danny did before.
“Yeah, I don’t remember you pulling Pugs, when did you get that?”
Harry’s voice has lost its happy joking manner, though he is still smiling, if a bit forced. Dougie feels his cheeks flood on Danny’s comment and quickly tries to think of an excuse.
“Uhmm, when you two were up at the bar getting more drinks there was this bird?”
Dougie prays Harry believes him, but he knows it’s a shaky excuse. They were with each other for pretty much all of the night before, and if Harry still remembers the club he will remember that Dougie didn’t even talk to any girls.
“Must have been quite an encounter, eh Dougie?”
Dougie can hear the undercurrent of this and knows that Harry remembers what happened the night before. He is looking at Dougie intently, as though he is thinking about what exactly happened, and Dougie’s brain flashes back to being bent over the sofa, Harry’s cock deep inside him. The memory makes his own cock twitch and he almost forgets to answer.
“Uhh, yeah...”
“Anyway, I’m gonna go and have a shower,” Danny pipes in and gets up to leave the room.
“Yeah you better do, stinky!” Harry shouts after him.
Then he turns to Dougie again and just looks at him. Dougie’s cheeks still feel red, and he is looking down, watching Harry from under his lashes.
“Come here Dougie” Harry instructs.
Dougie looks up at this, and slowly comes closer.
“Why didn’t you say anything this morning?”
“I thought it was gonna be easier to go back to normal if only one of us knew,” Dougie almost whispers.
“Silly Pugs, it was gonna come back to me eventually, you know that. It’s not easy to forget sex as hot as that.”
Dougie feels like Harry’s eyes are burning into him, and he feels his cheeks get even hotter.
“Just…you know… we agreed…and then your girlfriend…”
“I don’t think she had anything to do with that, do you? That thing between you and me started long before her.”
“I suppose…”
“But you’re right, we shouldn’t have repeated it in the first place. There still is the matter of the band, and as hot as the sex is, we can’t risk the band for a bad case of lust.“
“I know. That’s why I didn’t say anything this morning.”
Dougie’s insides hurt at Harry’s proclamation about lust - it had been only lust for him at first, but over the months Dougie has fallen in love, and it doesn’t seem like that is the case for Harry. But Harry is his best friend, and Dougie is just going to have to put love to the side. He’s done it before, and while it is hard it isn’t impossible. He’ll get used to it again.
“I can see your reasoning, but that wouldn’t have been fair on you, being the only one to know. At least this way we both know there still is this thing, even if it is not going to lead anywhere.”
“Yeah. Okay, so how about hose bacon butties now?”
“I think that would be a brilliant idea, they might calm my stomach some more. I’ll do the bacon, you get the rest ready?”
*
And they go back to being just friends, apart from one more drunken incident about a year later. Dougie and Harry end up kissing wetly against the wall outside of Danny and Dougie’s house during a garden party, but break apart when Danny shouts out for Dougie. They blush at each other for a while, and then things go back to normal. Harry gets another girlfriend, Dougie even gets a girlfriend for a while, and they continue to be the best of friends.
Part 3
Pairing: Dougie/Harry
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Following Harry and Dougie from their audition up to recording in Australia - it's kind of porn with (a bit of) plot!
A/N: So this was the first fic I wrote in about 4 years back in June - but it took me some time to make it work the way I wanted it to. Also a big thank you goes out toarmillarysphere who did a great job as a beta!
Disclaimer: Obviously not mine.
Harry and Dougie do become the best of friends. What had started the very first time they met is continued, they can chat about anyone and anything for hours. They move in with Danny and Tom, and they become a foursome, but Harry and Dougie share the bond of their addition to the band and always stay a little closer to each other than to the other two.
They all hug a lot, especially at the beginning and especially Dougie as he is the youngest one and they all treat him like their younger brother. Dougie loves it; he does feel a bit homesick occasionally, and physical affection always helps. But sometimes Dougie shies away from Harry, when his hormones are uncontrollable even though his head knows better.
Over the time he’s got to know Harry almost better than himself, and on top of the major lust he has had for Harry ever since their first kiss, he also falls in love with the boy. He knows he can’t do anything about it, first and foremost he doesn’t want to damage the band, and secondly each time he looks at Harry with soft eyes and a smile on his face he can hear his mum’s voice telling Jazzie that teenage love is not for real. So Dougie gets used to loving Harry as a friend, and most of the time him being in love with Harry doesn’t bother him that much.
Dougie can’t have a relationship, but he does have one-night stands with girls. So does Harry, but Harry also eventually gets a girlfriend and it’s hard, especially because she doesn’t seem to like Dougie.
Even though they are together for a couple of months this is always what they fight over, Harry can’t understand why she doesn’t like Dougie as he is Harry’s best friend, and why she thinks that Harry spends too much time with him. But he likes her otherwise, and is pretty sad when she breaks up with him.
The boys take him out a week after and they all get smashed. Danny thinks this is the best way of getting over a girl, alcohol and other girls, and Harry kisses a few girls that night to keep him happy. He tells Dougie later that he doesn’t really see the point, that he knows he will get over his girlfriend soon enough, and that he was never properly in love with her anyway. But it is a good night; they dance like maniacs and at one point he and Dougie end up in the corner with their arms around each other, debating the merits of Stella versus Kronenburg.
Eventually Tom goes to see Giovanna who probably won’t be happy to see her boyfriend drunk and knocking on her door at 3 in the morning, and Danny pulls and goes home back to the girl’s place, so it’s only Dougie and Harry left. They get a taxi back to the house they all share, and stumble to the front door holding onto each other as neither of them is able to walk in a straight line.
Dougie successfully gets the door unlocked on the second try, and they almost fall over into the front hall. Harry decided he wants to play playstation and turns it on, getting controllers out for both him and Dougie. They play with each other for a bit but then a mock fight breaks out and they are wrestling for control, and suddenly they end up half on the floor half on the couch kissing madly, both knowing that they shouldn’t be doing this but not being able to help themselves.
They are still pretty drunk, and soon clothes start to come off. They are getting more and more undressed, Dougie is naked while Harry still has his jeans on. Harry is groping Dougie all over who is moaning, and when Harry whispers, “I want to fuck you, can I?”, he can’t help but groan and answer, “Yes.”
Dougie makes a mad dash up to his room to grab some lube and condoms while Harry gets out of his jeans and boxers. When Dougie comes back down Harry pulls him back down onto the floor in front of the sofa and they dump the supplies onto it while they start kissing again. Their hands are on each other’s cocks and eventually Harry spins Dougie around to lean over the sofa with his knees on the ground and his ass in the air.
“Pass me the lube?”
Dougie nearly comes right then at the thought of Harry fucking him from behind. Harry lubes up two fingers and then pushes one of them in, and Dougie moans loudly.
“You are so tight!“
“Haven’t done this since the last time.”
Hearing this Harry pushes his cock into Dougie’s side, obviously turned on by the idea of still being Dougie’s only male partner.
“Fuck, how could I have forgotten how hot you are like this?”
Dougie just keeps moaning and panting when Harry adds the other finger. He is rubbing Dougie’s prostate with every stroke and if Dougie wasn’t so drunk he’d go off like a rocket, but as it is all his senses are a little bit dulled.
Finally Harry must think he has stretched Dougie enough and asks him to pass the condom. Dougie can hear him putting it on and lubing up, and spares a moment to be glad Harry’s either not too drunk or thoughtful enough to remember the lube, then he feels Harry’s cock starting to push in and loses all thought.
Dougie’s breathing hitches, and he goes quiet for a bit until Harry is all the way in. Two fingers didn’t really prepare him all that well, but then Harry grabs hold of his cock again, and Dougie moans aloud. It’s obviously loud enough that Harry chuckles and starts pulling out slowly, then pushing in again. He mirrors every move he makes with his fist around Dougie’s cock, and with every stroke rubbing against Dougie’s prostate it doesn’t take that long until the younger boy comes, all over the front of the sofa.
But Harry keeps going, the same alcohol probably also dulling his senses a bit, and it feels relentless to Dougie, he can’t catch his breath and feels that if he weren’t so drunk he would probably be able to come again. Harry is holding both of Dougie’s hands with his and playing with them which is strangely hot, and also sucking at the back of Dougie’s neck, which is equally as hot, and as it is Dougie is sort of half hard again by the time Harry decides to bite the back of Dougie’s neck when he comes. He slumps on Dougie and just about has the energy to pull out and pull off the condom, then he starts sliding to the floor.
“Hey, oh no, you are not sleeping on the floor.”
Dougie feels a bit tender still and his face heats up when he thinks that it’s no wonder his arse feels sore, Harry’s cock is after all of good size. He grabs onto Harry and manages to manoeuvre him up the stairs and onto his bed, which Harry collapses onto as soon as his shins hit the side.
After detouring to the bathroom to clean himself up a bit, and to put on some boxers, Dougie then goes back down to pick up the condom and throw it away - hiding it underneath lots of rubbish, there is no need for Danny and Tom to see it. He tries to wipe the come stain off the sofa and doesn’t fail to badly, at least it’s unrecognizable now. When he is done with that he picks up his and Harry’s clothes, chucking his own into his room while taking Harry’s back to his room when he goes to check on him.
Dougie had thought he might crawl in with Harry, but Harry is dead to the world and lying across the whole of his double bed, so Dougie picks up the edges of the comforter and covers Harry as much as he can. Then he smiles and, feeling indulgent, he bends down and kisses Harry’s forehead before he leaves the room and crawls into his own bed.
***
The next morning he wakes up to the sound of Harry retching into the toilet, and rolls out of bed to go and check up on him. He is very tender still, and has to bite back a grimace of pain when he gets into a sitting position, so he gets up quickly and walks to the bathroom.
“You okay, Haz?”
“Fuck, no, I’m dying! Get me some paracetamol?”
Dougie climbs past him to get to the medicine cupboard, noticing Harry has managed to pull on some boxers - and gets out two paracetamol. Then he empties one of the toothbrushes out of its holder and fills the holder with cold water.
“There you go.”
“Cheers, Dougs, you are the best.”
Harry swallows the tablets with some water and then slowly starts to get up while flushing the toilet.
“Why are you not dying? I’m sure you had just as much alcohol as me. Actually, I can’t remember a thing after Danny said he was going off with that bird, did we keep drinking or did you have to take me home?”
Oh. Dougie feels a spike deep in his chest but then he thinks it was probably for the best. It would complicate things too much for the band, and while he knows Harry likes - and apparently fancies - him, he is sure Harry’s feelings are not as deep as Dougie’s feelings towards Harry.
Oh well, he can go back to being just friends, no big problem, and it isn’t fair on Harry to expect anything anyway when he’d only broken up with his girlfriend the other day.
“You’re just a lightweight! I did take you home, you were drunk as a skunk and I had to pay for the taxi as well as drag your sorry arse up to your room, so you owe me!”
“Sorry, Pugs, I’ll make it up to you.”
“You better!”
Harry slowly makes his way back to his room and collapses on the bed, Dougie following him.
“Do you want anything else, Haz?”
“Nah, thanks Pugs, I’ll sleep some more and then I’ll hopefully be good as new!”
***
Later on that day Dougie is in the kitchen in front of the fridge while Harry is sitting at the table.
“Please tell me we’ve got some bacon, Dougie?”
“I’m sure Tom bought some the other day - ahh, here it is!”
He picks up the bacon and has just put it on the counter when they hear the front door door slam and Danny walks in.
“Ah, the dirty stop-out has returned. Bet you had fun last night, eh? I thought it was all about me getting a girl!” Harry crows.
“Fuck off, but yes I had fun, she was well hot. Though it seems I’m not the only one, why does Pugsley have a big love bite on the back of his neck?”
Dougie can feel Harry looking at him, and he must obviously see the same thing Danny did before.
“Yeah, I don’t remember you pulling Pugs, when did you get that?”
Harry’s voice has lost its happy joking manner, though he is still smiling, if a bit forced. Dougie feels his cheeks flood on Danny’s comment and quickly tries to think of an excuse.
“Uhmm, when you two were up at the bar getting more drinks there was this bird?”
Dougie prays Harry believes him, but he knows it’s a shaky excuse. They were with each other for pretty much all of the night before, and if Harry still remembers the club he will remember that Dougie didn’t even talk to any girls.
“Must have been quite an encounter, eh Dougie?”
Dougie can hear the undercurrent of this and knows that Harry remembers what happened the night before. He is looking at Dougie intently, as though he is thinking about what exactly happened, and Dougie’s brain flashes back to being bent over the sofa, Harry’s cock deep inside him. The memory makes his own cock twitch and he almost forgets to answer.
“Uhh, yeah...”
“Anyway, I’m gonna go and have a shower,” Danny pipes in and gets up to leave the room.
“Yeah you better do, stinky!” Harry shouts after him.
Then he turns to Dougie again and just looks at him. Dougie’s cheeks still feel red, and he is looking down, watching Harry from under his lashes.
“Come here Dougie” Harry instructs.
Dougie looks up at this, and slowly comes closer.
“Why didn’t you say anything this morning?”
“I thought it was gonna be easier to go back to normal if only one of us knew,” Dougie almost whispers.
“Silly Pugs, it was gonna come back to me eventually, you know that. It’s not easy to forget sex as hot as that.”
Dougie feels like Harry’s eyes are burning into him, and he feels his cheeks get even hotter.
“Just…you know… we agreed…and then your girlfriend…”
“I don’t think she had anything to do with that, do you? That thing between you and me started long before her.”
“I suppose…”
“But you’re right, we shouldn’t have repeated it in the first place. There still is the matter of the band, and as hot as the sex is, we can’t risk the band for a bad case of lust.“
“I know. That’s why I didn’t say anything this morning.”
Dougie’s insides hurt at Harry’s proclamation about lust - it had been only lust for him at first, but over the months Dougie has fallen in love, and it doesn’t seem like that is the case for Harry. But Harry is his best friend, and Dougie is just going to have to put love to the side. He’s done it before, and while it is hard it isn’t impossible. He’ll get used to it again.
“I can see your reasoning, but that wouldn’t have been fair on you, being the only one to know. At least this way we both know there still is this thing, even if it is not going to lead anywhere.”
“Yeah. Okay, so how about hose bacon butties now?”
“I think that would be a brilliant idea, they might calm my stomach some more. I’ll do the bacon, you get the rest ready?”
*
And they go back to being just friends, apart from one more drunken incident about a year later. Dougie and Harry end up kissing wetly against the wall outside of Danny and Dougie’s house during a garden party, but break apart when Danny shouts out for Dougie. They blush at each other for a while, and then things go back to normal. Harry gets another girlfriend, Dougie even gets a girlfriend for a while, and they continue to be the best of friends.
Part 3