N: Harry, we shouldn't keep on like that in front of the fans.
H: Why not?
N: But come on! They'll imagine....
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Harry sighed. He and Niall would have a week away from each other, although they were in the same bus and was in the same group. Niall wanted them to be more normal to each other. It wasn't exactly this as Harry wanted. He wanted an open relationship with Niall and he wanted to do what he did on stage, even if the fans saw it. Why couldn't the management just let them just be them self? It didn't hurt anyone else that they were gay and no one else was hurt over that Niall was a wonderful lover. Harry was almost tired of all the secrets. When could he show who he was?
"You know I love you!" Niall whispered. "But we still have to learn to downplay."
Harry sighed.
"And we wont share hotel room?"
Niall shook his head.
"Take this week for yourself. I know you also need to calm down and think through your choices. Think of it as an opportunity."
Harry lay on the bed. He frowned and he stared up at the ceiling. He didn't want to be alone and he wanted Niall in bed next to him. He loved to hear Nialls cheerful voice and Niall was the only one who could really get Harry to laugh. He sighed and he looked around the room. He had the bag on the floor, he had just packed up what he needed. He had grown accustomed to being fast, easy and effortless when he was in a hotel room. They would soon travel on and then it was always a hurry to get away. He sighed again and he put his hand on his stomach. He lay with only a pair of pants and he was naked on the upper body. Harry liked nudity. He could walk around totally naked when he was home and he hated clothes. It was just a pain to wear a lot of fabrics. The only time that clothing was needed was when it was cold outside. He let his hand slide down and he straightened his sensitive part. He put it to the side and there was a tingling in my stomach. If Niall had been there now, they had already been naked and has been in full swing to make love. Harry lacked Nialls lips, his soft body and his groan when he felt that it was good. There were so many great things about the Irishman that Harry couldn't remember them all. He ran his hand over his dick and it began to wake up. Harry smiled a little bit when he saw before him how Niall groaned, his red face and his wide-open mouth. Niall loved to have sex and he loved Harry. The hand slowly began to massage and slowly but surely Harry got it to stand up. The bulging hard in the pants and he groaned. It was long since he had masturbated and it was long since he had been playing with himself. He pulled down the zipper and he let the whole cock stand straight out. He looked down at it and he smiled a little bit. It had been on many trips and it fitted Niall taste. Harry opened his mouth lightly and he licked his lips. He let his hand grasping it and he brought his hand slowly down to the root and then up again. He groaned. It was like it was meant to happen. He closed his eyes and he continued to use his hand a few times. He fantasized only about Niall. He saw how the Irishman rode him, as he had done many times. Harry groaned by his imagination. Quickly he pulled his pants off completely and he threw them away. He was quick to take hold of his cock again and this time he was more robust. He began to masturbate hard and fast. He moaned and he loved the feeling that it came in handy. He took down his second hand and he took hold of the scrotum. It didn't take much to get into the fog when he had Niall as a lovers. He smiled a little bit and he continued to masturbate. The other hand slid down a bit and he started to fiddle with his rear hole. He massaged the area slowly and eventually he let a finger penetrate. He groaned loudly and he liked the feeling that appeared. It was almost a relief to be alone and to do this. He let his finger slip in and out at the same pace as he masturbated. He threw back his head and he whimpered higher. He closed his eyes and he felt his body almost lost control. He bit his lip and he felt the sweat running down his forehead. Harry could hardly hold back anything. He let two fingers penetrate. He promptly brought them in and out and he realized he finger fucked himself alone. Yet he wasn't ashamed. He felt it was his right, now as Niall refused him sex. Harry groaned and he buckled the whole body. He reached in perfectly into that area that caused him to lose control. He gasped when he felt he was fast approaching the end. He brought his hand quickly over his cock and he heard how he jerked off. The sound of his hand as went up and down was almost wonderful to hear. He bit his lip and then it was time. He pressed hard in his fingers and he felt the way he came. He brought his hand down to the root and cum sprayed out. He felt how it came across the stomach and the upper hand. He moved his hand up and down a few times before he totally finished. Then he let both hands slip away and he laid them at his sides.
"So this is what you do when I'm not around?"
Harry gasped and he opened his eyes. Niall stood in the door with a big smile. His pants were pulled down, and Harry saw that Niall had also masturbated.
"I missed you." poor excuse but it was the truth. "And I was horny."
Niall smiled and he took up his ants. He went into the bathroom and washed his hands off. Then he came out to Harry with a towel and he threw it over his stomach.
"Wipe yourself, Darling!"
Harry nodded and he obeyed Niall. He wiped the stomach and the slack portion. He was a little ashamed, but at the same time Niall had done the same thing.
"Next time..." Niall went on a little warning, but with a twinkle in his eye. "Next time you're so horny, then you have to tell that to me."