Stupid With Love
First Time
Liam P.O.V
Niall felt so small under my hands as I pushed him against the wall. He seemed surprised by this but I didn’t care, I needed him. And I was going to have him, now. I suddenly hesitated as I went to kiss him. I leaned down slowly and placed my lips on his. His reaction was instant so I responded with placing my hand on the small of his back and pulling him against my body while my other hand cupped his cheek to keep his mouth attached to mine. I felt Niall lift his arms and wrap them around my neck as he pulled my head down so he didn’t have to stretch so far. Our bodies were mashed so tightly together that you wouldn’t be able to slide a piece of paper between us.
I felt his hands make their way down my torso heading towards the waistband of my pants. They stopped just above them and toyed with the hem of my t-shirt. With only a little hesitation he ran his hands under my shit and along my abs. I jumped a little at their coldness but did not pull away. He brought them back down to the hem of my shirt and pulled it up over my head, chucking it across the room. I turned my head to see where it landed but Niall pulled my head back around and looked sternly into my eyes.
“Focus.” Was all he said before smashing his mouth back onto mine.
I quickly grabbed his shirt and practically ripped it off him. I was surprised to see how defined his body was, all those sessions at the gym were really paying off for him. I stood there like an idiot staring at him for what felt like a long time. He must have been starting to get embarrassed because he wouldn’t meet my eyes.
“Liam, stop starting at me. What’s wrong?” He said starting to get self-conscious.
“You’re just beautiful, that’s all.” I stated
“And you’re drunk.” He laughed.
The last part was true, we were both extremely drunk but that doesn’t mean that he wasn’t beautiful to look at. He really was.
I slid my hands around so they rested on Niall’s arse and I firmly squeezed.
“Jump.” I instructed him. He obediently jumped up and wrapped his legs around my waist.
I turned around and walked over to the bed and placed him carefully down on it. I straddled him and brought his lips back to mine. His hands tangled their way into my hair as my lips moved down his neck. I found one of his sweet spots, sucking it hard enough to leave a mark. Hearing Niall moan under me I kissed up along his jaw, feeling the slight roughness of stubble, leaving red marks wherever I could. I wanted to leave my mark on him, let everyone know he was mine. I moved my hand down to his pants and palmed his dick through his jeans.
“Oh my god.” He moaned, thrusting his hips slightly upwards to meet my hand.
I could feel him hardening so I started to kiss down his torso. I carefully licked the subtle outline of his abs, keeping eye contact with him the whole time. I stopped when I got to the waistband of his jeans and looking up at him through my thick lashes as I started to undo the belt buckle. I was surprised to see him looking down at me so intently, watching every move I made. At first it made me feel nervous but as soon as I had his pants unzipped and was slipping them down his legs I felt a wave of adrenaline pass through my body. I got his pants down to his feet and he kicked them off, leaving him in just his shamrock boxers. I made my way quickly back up his body and straddled him. He grabbed the side of my face and pulled me down to him, crashing his lips with mine. His tongue slowly licked along my bottom lip asking for entrance, which I automatically gave him. Our tongues battled for dominance neither of them winning, when suddenly he rolled to the right flipping us over so that he was now straddling me keeping out lips connected. He broke the kiss as his hands quickly worked on my belt, undoing it in seconds and pulling my pants down my legs. He shoved his hand down my boxers, grabbing my semi-hard dick and began to stroke it up and down, causing me to moan and thrust into his hand.
“Oh fuck, Niall.” I screamed. He quickly placed his spare hand over my mouth to muffle my screams, no body could know. I had to admit though; it was the best fucking hand job I have ever received.
I felt a familiar feeling start to ball in my stomach, but I refused to let this be over yet. I reached down and grabbed Niall’s hand, stopping his movements. He gave me a knowing smirk and moved his hand away.
“You know, to be honest Liam. I don’t actually know where we go from here.” Niall said, looking extremely embarrassed.
To be honest I had no idea either, I had no experience with this. But the alcohol that was still rushing through my body seemed to know what it was doing up until this point so I think it should know what to do if we just keep going.
“Neither do I, but lets just see where it takes us, yeah?” I replied to him as I pulled him into another long kiss.
I lie down on the bed and pull Niall on top of me and for a while we grind against each other, both groaning as our erections make contact with the others skin and hand. I reached my right hand down Niall’s boxers and started to jerk him off, feeling him shake beneath my hand. His moans were filling the room and as they started to get too out of control I tangled my other hand in his blonde hair and brought his mouth to mine, the vibrations of his moans on my mouth turning me on. Putting both my hands into the waistband of his boxers I pulled them down, finally releasing him from the last tight restraint. He let out a sigh of relief as he placed his own hands in the waistband of my boxers and pulled them down my legs. It was the most amazing feeling as I let out my own sigh.
“Roll over.” I murmured into the kiss. I was surprised out how eagerly he reacted to my words. Hey rolled over onto his stomach and then lifted himself up onto his hands and knees.
“You may want to grab onto the headboard.” I whispered into his ear, who knows what’s going to happen once we start.
I reached over top of Niall to my bedside table and pulled open the drawer; I withdrew a small packet of lube and tore it open with my teeth. I put a bit on my hand and moved my hand up and down my dick. It was both of our first time doing this and I knew it was going to hurt. It would hurt Niall a lot more then it will hurt me. I thought I would proceed slowly and then work up to it later on. I chucked to almost empty lube packet to the side and placed my hands on either side of Niall’s small waist.
“Are you ready?” I asked him, more trying to convince myself to do this then him. As much as I wanted him I was having second thoughts. This could ruin our relationship, we are extremely drunk. But even as these somewhat rational thoughts swirled around in my head, I felt myself pushing up against Niall.
“I’m sure, now hurry up. I can’t wait forever Liam.” He replied. Even though his words were meant to sound like he was ready for this, I could just make out the hint of a quiver of panic in his tone. I chose to ignore it. My blood was pumping down to my dick making it throb uncomfortably as I pushed myself closer to Niall.
I moved my hips back and then pushed them slowly forward again. I entered Niall inch by inch. He was so tight and I almost pulled back out due to the intense pressure pushing its self on my dick. I heard Niall whimper and tense up the more I pushed in.
“You okay?” I asked him hoping I wasn’t hurting him to much. He turned his head and nodded. And I saw his eyes were watering.
“Niall, are you okay? Shit!” I panicked and pulled all the way out of him. I turned him around to face me.
“Liam, what are you doing?” He stared at me.
“You’re crying, it’s hurting you so I stopped.” I replied back in disbelief that he even asked me that question.
“No, it’s okay really. Sure it hurts but it was getting better. If it was hurting to much I would have told you to stop.” He said, sure of himself and what we were doing.
“Okay, we can go again. But only if you’re sure.” I told him, hoping he would say yes. My erection was becoming extremely uncomfortable and if I didn’t do something about it soon..
“Yeah, let’s go.” He said, it was like music to my ears.
He turned around and grabbed the headboard again. I lined myself up and slowly inserted my dick into him. He was right, the longer I kept it in with out moving the more pleasurable it became. I slowly moved my hips back and then rocked them forward, hearing Niall moan in pleasure only spurred me up to go faster. I reached my hand around and grabbed his dick with my right hand and started jerking him off. The pleasure I was feeling from this was indescribable. How I had gone all those years without it I had no idea.
“Oh my god, Liam. Right fucking there. Keep going. Fucking faster you bastard.” He yelled at me. As he released the headboard and buried his face in a pillow to muffle his screams. I smirked and did as he asked. Thrusting my hips harder and faster against him. Our sweaty skin made it easier to move against each other as he started to shake beneath me, I could tell he was close and I was fast approaching my own orgasm. His panting became heavier and the only sign I had before he spilled himself into my hand was him yelling into the pillow.
“Oh God..LIAM!” His back arched up and all that was enough to send me over the edge as I gave one last final thrust and spilled myself inside him. I collapsed on top of him, both of us breathing heavily. After a few minutes I removed myself from him and rolled to the side. We were both still shaking uncontrollably and coming down from our highs when Niall snuggled himself into my side and nuzzled my neck. I turned my head and gave him a quick peck on the cheek.
“Night Niall.” I said before closing my eyes.
“Night Liam.” He replied sleepily.
Within minutes we had both fallen into unconsciousness still entwined with each other
Niall felt so small under my hands as I pushed him against the wall. He seemed surprised by this but I didn’t care, I needed him. And I was going to have him, now. I suddenly hesitated as I went to kiss him. I leaned down slowly and placed my lips on his. His reaction was instant so I responded with placing my hand on the small of his back and pulling him against my body while my other hand cupped his cheek to keep his mouth attached to mine. I felt Niall lift his arms and wrap them around my neck as he pulled my head down so he didn’t have to stretch so far. Our bodies were mashed so tightly together that you wouldn’t be able to slide a piece of paper between us.
I felt his hands make their way down my torso heading towards the waistband of my pants. They stopped just above them and toyed with the hem of my t-shirt. With only a little hesitation he ran his hands under my shit and along my abs. I jumped a little at their coldness but did not pull away. He brought them back down to the hem of my shirt and pulled it up over my head, chucking it across the room. I turned my head to see where it landed but Niall pulled my head back around and looked sternly into my eyes.
“Focus.” Was all he said before smashing his mouth back onto mine.
I quickly grabbed his shirt and practically ripped it off him. I was surprised to see how defined his body was, all those sessions at the gym were really paying off for him. I stood there like an idiot staring at him for what felt like a long time. He must have been starting to get embarrassed because he wouldn’t meet my eyes.
“Liam, stop starting at me. What’s wrong?” He said starting to get self-conscious.
“You’re just beautiful, that’s all.” I stated
“And you’re drunk.” He laughed.
The last part was true, we were both extremely drunk but that doesn’t mean that he wasn’t beautiful to look at. He really was.
I slid my hands around so they rested on Niall’s arse and I firmly squeezed.
“Jump.” I instructed him. He obediently jumped up and wrapped his legs around my waist.
I turned around and walked over to the bed and placed him carefully down on it. I straddled him and brought his lips back to mine. His hands tangled their way into my hair as my lips moved down his neck. I found one of his sweet spots, sucking it hard enough to leave a mark. Hearing Niall moan under me I kissed up along his jaw, feeling the slight roughness of stubble, leaving red marks wherever I could. I wanted to leave my mark on him, let everyone know he was mine. I moved my hand down to his pants and palmed his dick through his jeans.
“Oh my god.” He moaned, thrusting his hips slightly upwards to meet my hand.
I could feel him hardening so I started to kiss down his torso. I carefully licked the subtle outline of his abs, keeping eye contact with him the whole time. I stopped when I got to the waistband of his jeans and looking up at him through my thick lashes as I started to undo the belt buckle. I was surprised to see him looking down at me so intently, watching every move I made. At first it made me feel nervous but as soon as I had his pants unzipped and was slipping them down his legs I felt a wave of adrenaline pass through my body. I got his pants down to his feet and he kicked them off, leaving him in just his shamrock boxers. I made my way quickly back up his body and straddled him. He grabbed the side of my face and pulled me down to him, crashing his lips with mine. His tongue slowly licked along my bottom lip asking for entrance, which I automatically gave him. Our tongues battled for dominance neither of them winning, when suddenly he rolled to the right flipping us over so that he was now straddling me keeping out lips connected. He broke the kiss as his hands quickly worked on my belt, undoing it in seconds and pulling my pants down my legs. He shoved his hand down my boxers, grabbing my semi-hard dick and began to stroke it up and down, causing me to moan and thrust into his hand.
“Oh fuck, Niall.” I screamed. He quickly placed his spare hand over my mouth to muffle my screams, no body could know. I had to admit though; it was the best fucking hand job I have ever received.
I felt a familiar feeling start to ball in my stomach, but I refused to let this be over yet. I reached down and grabbed Niall’s hand, stopping his movements. He gave me a knowing smirk and moved his hand away.
“You know, to be honest Liam. I don’t actually know where we go from here.” Niall said, looking extremely embarrassed.
To be honest I had no idea either, I had no experience with this. But the alcohol that was still rushing through my body seemed to know what it was doing up until this point so I think it should know what to do if we just keep going.
“Neither do I, but lets just see where it takes us, yeah?” I replied to him as I pulled him into another long kiss.
I lie down on the bed and pull Niall on top of me and for a while we grind against each other, both groaning as our erections make contact with the others skin and hand. I reached my right hand down Niall’s boxers and started to jerk him off, feeling him shake beneath my hand. His moans were filling the room and as they started to get too out of control I tangled my other hand in his blonde hair and brought his mouth to mine, the vibrations of his moans on my mouth turning me on. Putting both my hands into the waistband of his boxers I pulled them down, finally releasing him from the last tight restraint. He let out a sigh of relief as he placed his own hands in the waistband of my boxers and pulled them down my legs. It was the most amazing feeling as I let out my own sigh.
“Roll over.” I murmured into the kiss. I was surprised out how eagerly he reacted to my words. Hey rolled over onto his stomach and then lifted himself up onto his hands and knees.
“You may want to grab onto the headboard.” I whispered into his ear, who knows what’s going to happen once we start.
I reached over top of Niall to my bedside table and pulled open the drawer; I withdrew a small packet of lube and tore it open with my teeth. I put a bit on my hand and moved my hand up and down my dick. It was both of our first time doing this and I knew it was going to hurt. It would hurt Niall a lot more then it will hurt me. I thought I would proceed slowly and then work up to it later on. I chucked to almost empty lube packet to the side and placed my hands on either side of Niall’s small waist.
“Are you ready?” I asked him, more trying to convince myself to do this then him. As much as I wanted him I was having second thoughts. This could ruin our relationship, we are extremely drunk. But even as these somewhat rational thoughts swirled around in my head, I felt myself pushing up against Niall.
“I’m sure, now hurry up. I can’t wait forever Liam.” He replied. Even though his words were meant to sound like he was ready for this, I could just make out the hint of a quiver of panic in his tone. I chose to ignore it. My blood was pumping down to my dick making it throb uncomfortably as I pushed myself closer to Niall.
I moved my hips back and then pushed them slowly forward again. I entered Niall inch by inch. He was so tight and I almost pulled back out due to the intense pressure pushing its self on my dick. I heard Niall whimper and tense up the more I pushed in.
“You okay?” I asked him hoping I wasn’t hurting him to much. He turned his head and nodded. And I saw his eyes were watering.
“Niall, are you okay? Shit!” I panicked and pulled all the way out of him. I turned him around to face me.
“Liam, what are you doing?” He stared at me.
“You’re crying, it’s hurting you so I stopped.” I replied back in disbelief that he even asked me that question.
“No, it’s okay really. Sure it hurts but it was getting better. If it was hurting to much I would have told you to stop.” He said, sure of himself and what we were doing.
“Okay, we can go again. But only if you’re sure.” I told him, hoping he would say yes. My erection was becoming extremely uncomfortable and if I didn’t do something about it soon..
“Yeah, let’s go.” He said, it was like music to my ears.
He turned around and grabbed the headboard again. I lined myself up and slowly inserted my dick into him. He was right, the longer I kept it in with out moving the more pleasurable it became. I slowly moved my hips back and then rocked them forward, hearing Niall moan in pleasure only spurred me up to go faster. I reached my hand around and grabbed his dick with my right hand and started jerking him off. The pleasure I was feeling from this was indescribable. How I had gone all those years without it I had no idea.
“Oh my god, Liam. Right fucking there. Keep going. Fucking faster you bastard.” He yelled at me. As he released the headboard and buried his face in a pillow to muffle his screams. I smirked and did as he asked. Thrusting my hips harder and faster against him. Our sweaty skin made it easier to move against each other as he started to shake beneath me, I could tell he was close and I was fast approaching my own orgasm. His panting became heavier and the only sign I had before he spilled himself into my hand was him yelling into the pillow.
“Oh God..LIAM!” His back arched up and all that was enough to send me over the edge as I gave one last final thrust and spilled myself inside him. I collapsed on top of him, both of us breathing heavily. After a few minutes I removed myself from him and rolled to the side. We were both still shaking uncontrollably and coming down from our highs when Niall snuggled himself into my side and nuzzled my neck. I turned my head and gave him a quick peck on the cheek.
“Night Niall.” I said before closing my eyes.
“Night Liam.” He replied sleepily.
Within minutes we had both fallen into unconsciousness still entwined with each other
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Both narry and niam, I tend to lean a bit more towards narry though.
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