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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      One_Direction_(Band)
  Relationship:
      Niall_Horan/Harry_Styles, Niall_Horan/Zayn_Malik, Josh_Devine/Niall_Horan
  Character:
      Niall_Horan, Harry_Styles, Zayn_Malik, Josh_Devine
  Additional Tags:
      Bathroom_Sex, Blow_Jobs, Anal_Sex, Creampie, Rimming, Threesome_-_M/M/M,
      Dubious_Consent, Alternate_Universe_-_High_School, Schoolboys, One_Shot
  Series:
      Part 4 of Bottle_of_Trouble
  Stats:
      Published: 2013-08-24 Words: 1684
****** Virtue of Sharing ******
by Valex_Charme
Summary
     If there was anything Harry learned while attending Our Lady of
     Perpetual Sorrow Catholic High School, it was that sharing is caring.
Notes
     Here is part 4. Enjoy.
“Three fingers, Harry?” Zayn asked as he walked into the boys’ bathroom at
Styles Hall. “I half-expected to see you fucking him by the time Josh and I got
here.”
“I’m not complaining,” Josh said as he locked the door behind him. Josh smirked
when he saw Niall’s face through the mirror: utter shock. “Niall isn’t either,
apparently.”
Harry grinned at his friends through the mirror, his fingers still working on
Niall’s hole. “Don’t be shy, Niall,” Harry said, holding Niall’s face so that
he could see his classmates through the mirror. “It’s not like you haven’t met
them before.”
Niall was speechless. All he could do was watch as the two other boys grin at
him before Harry pulled out of his ass and turned him around. Niall was too
stunned to struggle as Harry put an arm across his shoulder and leaned against
him. Zayn let out a wolf whistle and Josh nodded his head in approval. Niall
was pink all over as he was presented to the two of them. The room seemed to
have gotten a lot warmer and a thin sheen of sweat started to cover his skin.
The two boys just stood there and looked him over for what seemed like an
eternity. He could feel their eyes on his skin as if they had pushed him down
on the cold tiled floor and licked every inch of him. He saw how Zayn moistened
his lips as he began to unbutton his shirt. Every inch of dark skin being
revealed made every inch of Niall’s shiver in anticipation.
“Why don’t you help Josh with his clothes, Niall?” Harry suggested, licking
along the shell of Niall’s ear. Harry pushed him gently towards Josh who had
his arms crossed, a half-smile making him seem wickedly amused.
With each step Niall took, the questions and apprehension he had started to
disappear. All that was important right now wasn’t what was on the note or why
the other two boys were here or what would happen after. Sod whatever happens
after, Niall thought as he took the last step in front of Josh. As he pushed
Josh’s hands down and started to undo his tie, all he could think of was how
much he wanted to see Josh naked.
Josh leaned closer as the tie slid down and away. Niall caught Josh’s lips and
the slow start turned frantic as Niall hurriedly tried to unbutton the shirt
keeping him from Josh’s skin. Josh was much shorter than Harry, perhaps a few
centimeters shorter than himself. But what the older boy lacked in height, he
more than made up for in muscle.
“Being wrestling captain will do that to a guy,” Josh said proudly as he let
Niall trace an open palm along the hard expanse of his chest, feeling every
piece of solid flesh. In turn, Josh held Niall’s throbbing erection, giving it
the attention it had been craving since being released by Harry’s mouth.
“Strength is all well and good, Josh,” Zayn said, suddenly behind Niall and
grabbing a handful of ass. “But I think what this ass needs is a lot of
stamina.” He leaned close and and pressed Niall flush against Josh. Niall could
feel Zayn’s hot prick pulsing against his cheeks, just aching to part them. He
felt Zayn’s hands pull against his hips, rocking his ass against his dick while
his own rubbed against the fabric covering Josh’s. “Don’t you agree, Harry?”
Harry just chuckled as he sat down on the counter, watching his friends begin
to fondle Niall.
Niall clutched on to Josh’s shoulders as Zayn began to descend the length of
Niall’s back. He left a trail of surprisingly gentle kisses along the spine as
he lowered himself, making Niall arch his back and press against Josh.
“Oh, God,” Niall gasped as Zayn bit down on one of his ass cheeks and was met
with Josh’s amused grin. Then Zayn just started to dig into him with his tongue
and he jumped. The wet feeling of being probed was something still new to him
but something he welcomed. When Harry did it, it was slow and built up. Zayn
was something else entirely. The moment his tongue got a taste of Niall’s
flesh, it had greedily claimed him. Zayn’s hands were now gripping him hard
enough to bruise, just so he could feel more of him, taste more of him.
“I think Niall likes it,” Josh said, grabbing Niall’s leaking cock. It had left
a small patch of dampness on his pants and a string of precum still connected
it to the tip. “He really likes it.”
“Don’t you want a taste, too, Josh?” Harry asked from his perch.
Josh smirked at his friend before nodding. Then he kneeled before Niall and
swallowed the hard cock that had begged for his attention. Niall stopped
breathing as Josh slowly took him from the head to the hilt. He held his breath
for as long as he felt the warm walls of Josh’s throat and exhaled raggedly as
Josh released him. Niall looked down at the boy and stared at the delicious
string of saliva that still connected his cock to Josh’s pink lips before Josh
swallowed it along with the rest of him.
Niall started whimpering just after a few minutes of their attention. His legs
were shaking and struggling to keep him standing as Zayn’s tongue and fingers
fucked him while Josh kept sucking his dick. Singularly, each boy would have
overloaded his senses in no time, but the two of them acting together was
becoming too much too fast. Before long, Niall climaxed with a shout, slamming
himself onto Josh’s mouth. Not a drop dared to escape him.
“My turn,” Zayn declared, licking his lips. He started to lie down on the pile
of his discarded uniform as Josh turned Niall on his heel and guided him down
towards Zayn’s prick.
Even though he had just spent himself, seeing Zayn propped up on his elbows
gave Niall renewed sexual desire. His time captaining their football team gave
Zayn a lean body and his position made his abdominal muscles flex. As if those
weren’t enough reason for Niall’s mouth to water, his dark skin was also dotted
with tattoos. Unlike Harry’s, Zayn’s were seemingly random and placed all over
his torso.
Except for one that was definitely purposeful. Zayn watched Niall’s eyes devour
his body and smirked when he watched those blue eyes descend. They followed his
favourite tattoo, a pair of stylized lines hugging the muscles of his Adonis
belt straight to their terminus, Zayn’s cut cock.
Niall was marvelling too long for Zayn’s liking and he grabbed the blonde head
and connected it to his cock. “Yeah, baby,” Zayn groaned as Niall tried to
swallow him to the base. He couldn’t and he backed off, gagging. It didn’t
deter him, though. Zayn was a bit longer than Harry but thinner and he used his
lips to utterly envelope the girth of Zayn’s shaft.
Behind him, Josh peeled off the rest of his clothes before grabbing his own
hard dick. He spat Niall’s cum onto his cock as he stroked himself, watching
Niall’s head bob along Zayn’s length. He didn’t focus on them much when Niall
started to lean closer onto Zayn and his ass was subsequently presented to
Josh.
The puckered pink hole was wet and Josh was sure he was ready. He stuck three
fingers in at once to get some of the blonde boy’s own cum inside and was
pleased to hear Zayn groan. Niall seemed to have managed to deep throat his
friend, encouraged by the attention on his ass.
“Get ready, Niall,” Josh said as he situated his hard cock against Niall’s
hole. He grabbed Niall’s hips and pulled the boy, impaling Niall against his
thick dick in a single thrust. “Fuck, this is a tight ass.”
Niall cried out and released Zayn’s cock. “Jesus,” he swore, arching his back
at Josh’s relentless fucking. He turned his head to see the wrestling captain’s
every muscle flex at the exertion. His chest was bulging and his arms were
straining as they kept Niall in place. He was hard again the moment that cock
ran through him but the sight had him pushing back, trying to meet those
forceful thrusts and get as much of Josh inside him as possible.
Then when Josh started hitting that spot, Niall cried out louder.
“Did I hit the spot, babe?” Josh asked, unceasing in his pounding.
Zayn didn’t let him answer as he pushed Niall’s head back down. With his mouth
occupied, all Niall could do was nod furiously. The motion had Zayn going
nearly as crazy as Niall. Both their cocks leaked precum; Niall’s oozing down
to the tiles while Zayn’s slid down Niall’s throat.
Josh didn’t slow down as he leaned over to play with Niall’s nipples. Sweat
made his torso glide easily against Niall’s back. The actions finally got to
Niall. Two hot boys using his body, fucking him. He groaned against the cock in
his mouth as he let out a second load, letting it hit floor below him. Behind
him, Josh followed, shouting profanities with the last of his forceful thrusts.
Then Zayn unravelled as Niall pulled his mouth away, the suction pulling
strings of cum from him and landing on Niall’s chin and his abdomen.
Niall’s arms couldn’t hold him much longer after that and he collapsed on Zayn.
The darker boy didn’t mind as he lied down, exhausted as well. Josh managed to
pull out of Niall before sitting on his clothes. He watched his cum leak out of
Niall’s used hole and licked his lips.
“Are you guys ready for scene two?” Harry asked.
Niall turned to Harry to see the curly-haired boy holding his iPhone's camera
aimed towards them.
“What?” was all Niall managed before Josh pulled him by the chest. His cum-
filled hole was now facing Zayn and the football captain’s cock was as hard as
if Niall hadn’t just sucked him off.
“Action!”
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