Title: Friends With Benefits (Chapter 1 of 3)
Summary: Dougie's fed up with being a virgin so he asks Harry to help.
Warnings: Detailed man sex :) Dougie/Harry
Rating: Very high
Disclaimer: McFly own themselves -ROFL-. I do not know McFly or have any contact with them or management, etc.
A/N: This is when they all lived together, in one big house :) Hope you like it :D
Chapter 1.
I give up. I really do. Why does he have to declare that he's shagged her when I haven't fucked anyone at all. He knows that.
"Dougie?" Harry said, walking into my bedroom, knocking on my door as an after thought. I hurriedly wiped my eyes, conscious of the tears blurring my vision.
"Hey, what's up?" Harry asked, sitting down beside me on my bed, putting an arm around my back in comfort.
I sighed sadly, "Danny's been talking about shagging Olivia again."
"Ah," Harry murmured, rubbing my arm soothingly, "He should know not to boast about it."
I sniffed and leaned into Harry for a hug. I like Harry's hugs. He makes me feel safe with his muscular arms wrapped around me. He smells nice too.
"I'm nearly eighteen," I mumbled into Harry's chest, "You'd think I would have had sex by now."
"Shh," Harry reassuringly, "I was the same as you: seventeen and still a virgin. In the end a friend of mine offered to help me out. She made me make up my mind about my sexuality, too," he chuckled.
I laughed too, trailing off as a thought popped into my head, "Harry?…"
"Mm?" he replied, still hugging me close.
"You know Izzy suggested that you two have sex, so you'd lose your virginity?"
"Yeah…"
"Well, I trust you, and I thought maybes… you know…" I trailed off, face burning.
"Ohh," Harry chuckled again. I like how when he laughs, his throat purrs in a way. "You want to lose your virginity to me?"
I spluttered at what he implied, "I mean, we'll still be friends, but I'm fed up with not knowing what it's like, and you're gay so it wouldn't be too much to ask for you to have a dick up your arse and -"
"Shh," Harry whispered again, "That's fine, Doug. I know what you mean. Friends with benefits and all that?"
I nodded, breathing his scent in deeply. I looked up and saw him grinning down at me. I couldn't help but smile sheepishly, cheeks still red.
He hugged me tight before letting me sit up to look at him properly, "So, when do you want this?" he asked.
"Erm," I pondered over this, thinking of the best time, "Well, Danny's off to Olivia's tonight, which leaves Tom…"
"He's going out to visit his parents this evening with Gio, so he'll probably stay there for the night," Harry supplied.
"So that means… tonight?" I asked, butterflies fluttering in my stomach for some reason.
"Yeah," Harry smiled, "Tonight. You don't have to worry about condoms and stuff: I've got all that we need."
I blushed again, looking at the floor then up at him.
"Come to my room when Tom and Dan leave, I'll have everything ready," he said softly, standing up to head back downstairs. He looked back at me still sitting on my bed, then leant down and kissed me gently on my forehead, leaving an odd sensation where his lips had been. He winked and left my room, closing the door behind him.
I glanced at the clock. Four hours. I can wait that long.
"Bye, Dan," I said, waving at him from at the front door as he got into car and drove off to meet Olivia.
I closed the door and took a deep breath. I climbed the stairs, heart beating madly at what was to come.
After what felt like eternity, I reached Harry's closed bedroom door. I knocked gently, shuffling my feet awkwardly.
The door swung open to reveal Harry, dressed in his pyjama bottoms, his chest bare. My cock stirred in interest, my mind mentally yelling that I shouldn't find topless men attractive. I ignore it.
"Hey," he greeted, his voice purring again.
"Hi," I managed, not able to stop myself from looking him up and down.
He reached out and took my hand, leading me into his bedroom. I noticed he had a framed photo of us lot on top of his cabinet.
"Don't be shy," he whispered.
"How should I start?" I asked worriedly, biting my lip.
"Well, first thing's first, before we start anything, gay sex is slightly different from straight sex," he said, sitting down on his bed, pulling me down too.
I frowned, "How?"
"Well, for a start, women are equipped to having a dick in them, yet men obviously aren't, so when you're fucking me, my arse will be tighter than a vagina," he stated.
My cheeks coloured at the professional tone he used.
"We'll also need to use lubricant seeing as though men don't naturally produce it," he added, gesturing towards his dressing table which had a tube and a couple of condoms placed onto it.
I nodded, still nervous. He grinned, "Strip to your boxers."
"What?" I squeaked.
"I'll do it," he said, standing up and pulling down his bottoms, uncovering a lovely pair of legs and blue boxers, attempting to keep a long erection inside. I gulped, feeling my cock react.
"Go on," he smiled, sitting back down on the bed.
I bite my lip and fiddle with the buttons on my shirt. I saw his hands reach out for my shirt and I stopped, letting him unbutton them, his fingers swiftly opening my shirt to him. I felt my cock fully harden, and I can't help but let out a sigh.
"All in good time, Doug," he chuckled, pushing my shirt off from my shoulders. I shrug the top off and dump it on the floor next to the bed. He pointedly glanced at my trousers and I quickly stood up, flicking the button open, pulling the zip down. His hands attached themselves to me again, and I let him undress me, letting him pull down the trousers, exposing my erection under my boxers to him.
He let out a low whistle, and my butterflies returned to my stomach, happily bouncing off my insides.
His gaze travelled up my naked chest, up to my eyes, "You ready?" he asked, one of his hands still on my leg, trailing a circle. I nod, trying to keep myself from coming at the prospect of finally having sex.
He smiled, and stood up. His other hand reached up behind my head, gently bringing my face close to his. His eyes roamed my face once more before his lips attached to mine, gently coaxing them to respond. I moved my lips against his own, letting his tongue slide in.
I shyly brought my hand around to his back, pulling him closer, almost jumping as his erection made contact with my own. My hand slid down, over his boxers, until they rested on his arse. I gave a cheek a squeeze, liking how Harry groaned into the kiss, nibbling my lip.
His hand crept under my boxers, massaging my skin, oh so close to my cock. I couldn't help but thrust, eager for more.
Harry pulled back, looking at me, "Do you want to lie down with me sitting on your cock?"
I nod, chest heaving. He stepped back, wriggling out of his underwear to show a magnificent cock, long and red. I gulp, licking my lips. He bends over for my own boxers, shuffling them over my cock, creating a beautiful friction. I moan softly and let my head tilt back, closing my eyes at the feeling.
I open them again in shock as a warm surface moved from my base to the tip of my cock. I look down and almost orgasm at the sight of Harry on his knees, his mouth now full of my erection. I whimper, knees buckling at the new sensation.
Harry pulls out then slammed down again, tongue exploring my whole length. My hands rest on his head, fingers curling into his hair as he sucked me.
I whined as he pulled away, standing up, "Lie down," he whispered roughly, stroking himself as he watched me scramble onto the bed.
He knelt on the side of the mattress, leaning over to grope for a condom and the tube of lubricant. He tossed the condom to me and I hurriedly ripped it open and rolled it onto me. I watched, fascinated as Harry squirted some lube onto my covered dick, and onto three of his fingers. I automatically reach and pump myself, coating my cock with lube.
Harry pressed a slick finger to his arse, and pressed in, slowly pushing the digit in until it reached his knuckles, before pulling it out and adding a second, then a third.
I squeeze the base of my cock, stopping myself from coming at the sight of Harry fucking himself.
He turned his lust filled gaze to me, "Still ready?"
"Of course," I whisper hoarsely, removing my hand from my cock.
"Try and remember, it takes a while for an arse to accommodate the size of a dick, so try not to fuck sharply. Until I say so, of course," he added with a wink.
Harry shuffled over, knees either side of my waist. He shifted onto his feet, squatting over my cock. He looked over at me again, and I take a deep breath and nod.
He positioned himself so my cock was brushing his entrance. I bite my lip to stop a whimper from escaping. He pushed down and let the head of my cock breach his ring of muscles. I moan softly and let my head fall back onto his pillows.
Ever so slowly, he pushed himself down, until he was finally fully seated upon my cock.
He groaned, "God, you're wide," he leant forward onto his palms. I looked back at him, sweat already collecting on my forehead. He bent down and kissed me softly on the lips. My chest felt like it would explode from the tenderness he expressed through the kiss.
My hands busied themselves by burying one through his hair, the other resting on his hip.
He pulled back, eyes half lidded, "Okay."
I watched as he pulled himself up off my cock. I groaned at how tight he was, like a massive hand curled around my dick. When he was nearly completely off my cock, he slammed down on me, letting out a grunt.
"Oh," I moaned, trying with all my might to stop myself from fucking him senseless.
We grunted and groaned in unison as he rode me slowly, until he let out a high pitched whimper, collapsing onto my chest.
"Now that," he mumbled against my sweaty chest, "is the prostate. Bloody brilliant feeling when something touches it."
"Good," I whisper against his shoulder, feeling brave enough to lick away his sweat.
"You can start to fuck me now," he breathed, sighing as I gently nipped his skin.
I experimentally thrust slightly, grunting as Harry met it with his arse pushing down. I did it again, this time with more force. I hear him let out a low moan, his breaths hot on my shoulder. I move his head, kissing him again.
Before I knew it, I was fucking him like there was no tomorrow, furiously pounding into him, grunting as he forever changed angles, eyes continually rolling back into my head as my cock was thrust into Harry, occasionally brushing his prostate.
Suddenly, Harry groaned louder than before, one of his hands frantically pulling on his cock, arse squeezing around my cock.
"Doug, I'm gonna-" was the warning I got before he came, moaning my name. I watched, still pumping into his twitching arse, as his cock spurted out thick, white strings on semen, landing on my chest.
At the sight, my own cock shuddered and I gripped Harry's hips tightly as I came to my own orgasm, white light exploding in front of me as I grunted Harry's name over and over, toes curling into the bed sheets.
Regaining my vision, I slowed my thrusts as it began to get slightly painful.
Harry fell onto my come-splattered torso, breathing heavily.
"Well, Doug," he gulped air down, "how was it?"
"Fuckin' awesome," I replied, wrapping my arms around him.
"I have to say, Doug," he breathed, "you were brilliant for your first time."
I giggled, "You're just saying that."
"No, I mean it, I don't think my orgasm has ever been that intense."
I blushed yet again, pulling myself out of Harry's arse. I removed the used condom and aimed it at the bin next to the dressing table.
Harry's arms pulled me back down, hugging me close, "Stay?"
"I'm too bloody tired to move," I yawned, "though it's a good thing."
I nuzzled my face into his muscled chest, my breathing slowing down and before I knew it I was asleep, surrounded by Harry.
THE END
A/N2: Yay! The end of the first chapter of Friends With Benefits :D
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