so here is a brand new story i started i hope you like it! please tell me what you thought!
-Niall's POV-
I couldn't sleep. No matter how much I tried I just couldn't. Specially when you have someone on your mind and you can't get him out of your head. I never really thought about guys in a sexual way or any other way now that I think about it but that all changed when I met Zayn Malik.
Since I met him I could never stop thinking about him. His chocolate, brown colored eyes that sometimes looked so dark you thought he didn't have a pupil. The way his black hair was perfectly styled upwards, just made him look plain out sexy. His mocha colored skin tone left me mesmerized as he took on the image of a gorgeous god. His full pink lips made me drool every time he talked to me. My attention would always go towards those lips. Those juicy lips I always wanted to kiss.
Not to mention his body...
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We had finished out first concert. Zayn was all worked up and sweaty from all that singing and sometimes random dancing. As we walked backstage towards our dressing room he quickly tore his shirt to shreds. How that moment drove me crazy. His six-pack was well built and the sweat trail that ran down it made his six pack hard not to stare at. All that did was turn me on.
I couldn't stop staring at his body, it was driving me insane. So I ran out the dressing room and straight towards the restroom. As I ran into the first stall I saw, I quickly closed the door behind me. I began to softly rub my growing erection over my trousers. I undid my trouser's button and zipper. I pulled them down to my knees and pushed my bright, aqua-blue boxer briefs down enough to expose my member. I got a good hold of it before I began to slowly move my hand up and down on it. I was going at a moderate pace before I began to speed up as I started thinking of Zayn.
I thought of him jacking me off instead of my own hand. I began to moan lowly as a felt myself reaching my peak. I held onto my balls with one hand as I gave my erection a few last strokes. I felt the white liquid quickly shot out of the head of my member. 1...2...3...4 times before I was done climaxing. I felt my knees get weak and decided to rest my back against the stall door. As I began to regain my strength I looked at the mess I had made.
I had never felt so much pleasure out of a simple handjob from myself and I had never jacked off to the thoughts of another male. I decided to clean the evidence of my sexual act. I couldn't let my mates come in here and see my cum all over the place, that would be awkward for me and for them.
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That day is still vivid in my mind till this day. I've been keeping my feelings hidden since I found out I had fallen in love with another male. The hard part about is that I get to see the lad I love EVERY day. Which only makes things worse for me, I wish I could just tell him how I felt but I was scared. I'm nothing like the other lads I'm shy and I'm awkward sometimes. I can't even talk to him with out feeling stupid about saying the wrong thing.
It was obvious I had turned into a girl who fell in love. I don't mind the part about being in love but the girl part I do. I shouldn't be worried so much about it, I mean I can't let him know I love him. Maybe it's time to actually confront him about him. I just can't hold my feelings in any longer, I feel like a giant zit that's going to pop any second... Eewww gross. Maybe that wasn't such a good reference. Point is that I just can't hide it any longer, I need to tell Zayn I love him and NOW.
I lifted my blanket of off me and shoved it aside. As I stood to a sitting position on my bed I felt the warmness of my blanket leave and felt the cool breeze from within my room hit me. I shivered slightly, I then noticed I wasn't wearing anything but a pair of red boxer briefs that had white lines go across them. Maybe I shouldn't go right... NO, I need to go right now! I stood of my bed and fixed my briefs up a little. I then made my way towards my bedroom door and turned the cold golden knob. I peaked outside the door to see if the cost was clear. I felt stupid for doing this, I mean who would be up at two a clock in the morning... No one.
I creeped out my room to a cool wooden floor. My slow footsteps only made the floor creek, which made me more nervous for what I was going to do. I was beginning to have second thoughts but I didn't let it get to me. I needed to confess my love to the lad of my dreams. I made my way to Zany's room, which wasn't very far apart from mine.
As I finally stood in front of the brown wooden door. I tried building up my confidence. This was the time I have been waiting for. To confess and show my love to the lad of my dreams. He's the one I want to spend my life with, even if we are only 18 I know he's the one for me and I really hope he feels the same way.
I raised my left arm and lightly knocked on his door. The silence only made the knock seem ten times louder. As I heard noises come from the other side of the door I got ready to say the words that will change my life forever. The door gently opened and my heart began to race, here it comes, the moment of truth.
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