Saturday Morning

`Harry took a look at himself in the mirror and gussied himself up for his night with Niall. The two had been secretly dating for a long periololically time and were known to be very active, and that doesn't mean exercise. Harry and Niall needed to satisfy themselves bout' 6 times daily. Tonight, though, they could finally satisfy each other's desires, and Harry was fixin' to give him some good old fashioned lovin'. 

Niall knocked on Harry's hotel door and felt his willy risin' due to the intense fantasies about what lay inside for him. Harry adjusted his white button up and presented himself to Niall, who stood more eager than a groundhog on groundhog's day.  

"Bring it on in," Harry said seductively "I'm fixin' to give you sum' real good lovin' Boy I'll tell you what."

His smooth country accent made Niall's willy rise like the the sun on a Saturday mornin'. Harry pfulled him on over to the edge of the bed where they'd soon be cuttin' it up. Harry rubbed on Niall's creamy thigh lustfully eager to get down to business. Niall leaned down to Harry's awaiting pink lips and thought, Boy he's a looker. They start moving their lips in perfect sync and Niall took a licka Harry's lower lip, asking for entrance into his yapper. Harry parted his lips, allowing Niall to slither on into his wet cave and explore his lovers mouth. Harry let out a deep moan as he broke away from Niall and stated with a husky voice, "You turn me on faster than a little kid turns on a light switch in the dark." After warning Harry of the hots that he had for him, he soon took action to actually show him his very deep feelings with only four words, "lets get it on." Soon enough, Niall and Harry were at the top of the queen size bed puttin in the work for success. 

By this time, Harry had already removed Niall's clothing from his luscious body. Niall was compressing his lips on Harry's neck, resulting in a couple of hickeys. Simultaniously, Harry was engaging in the very risky act of removing his pants, which hid his very embarrasing underpants. "Nothing is hotter than a man who wears tighty whitys," Niall snickered. "The only reason that i'm wearing them is to show you my true size, I told you I was larger than a freshly baked buttermilk biscuit." Harry said with that very smooth country voice of his. As they both continued to satisfy each other's oral needs, Niall removed Harry's underpants in one smooth motion. Harry's willy sprang up harder than overcooked toast in a toaster. 

"I reckon' you're bout' to put me in my place." Niall teased.

"You righter than a right handed woman on a Sunday's evening." Harry said as he flipped Niall over and positioned himself in front of Niall's piehole.

"Well butter my butt and call me a biscuit." Niall moaned as Harry pounded into him.

"You're tighter than Walmart's snack cake isle on a Tuesday mornin'. Harry grunted as he kept a steady rhythm.

Niall loved to make Harry angry and decided to question his manliness.

"I don't know if you're big enough," Niall chuckled. "You're slippin' out more than a 2 year old baby on a slippin' slide on a hot summer's day."

"Boy if you don't stop testin' me I reckon I'll do the dirty," Harry warned. 

"And what's that?" Niall questioned excitedly.

"I'll drill you faster than a jackhammer in a construction zone on a Wednesday afternoon," Harry grunted frustratedly. "I'm gon' wear you out."

Niall moaned with eagerness as Harry began to pound it better than a fresh hot pound cake.

"This is gooder n' grits." Niall screamed.

Beads of sweat ran down Harry's face and his hair stuck to his forehead like glue sticks to macaroni in a preschool art project. Niall began to pant heavily as he moaned Harry's name.

"High tail it to Disneyland I'm commin'." Niall panted.

Harry grunted as a sign of his end as well and began to pound into Niall's hot bundle of nerves as he panted harder than a sally-horse in the middle of Ju-ly.

It was bout' one more second and they were over the edge like a sled on a hillside in the dead of Winter. Harry spilled his seed like a grass seed spreader in the Spring and Niall howled like a coyote durin' a full moon. They both collapsed on the bed and Niall sighed contentedly.

"I knew this was a good choice." Niall sighed.