hey thanks for 3k c; we're only on chapter 6 yay but this is a real short 900-1100 word part because it's a filler chapter :( the next chapter will come quickly.

chapter six

N.J.H.

"We had champagne and cheesecake," I gossip to Louis, "and, and he loves Glee! Glee Louis!"

"Niall, I like Glee." Louis sighs.

"You're my friend," I protest, "Imagine fucking a guy who likes the New Directions-"

Louis is suddenly falling off the couch, laughing his nonexistent soul out.

What? The guy thinks the commercials with the hungry and abused puppies are only "attention seeking ploys". Those dogs are hungry, not attention seeking.

"Niall," Louis chuckles, "There is no way, in hell, you're going to fuck Harry."

"Excuse you!" I say, "I can and will! Once I finally get the guts to tell him I'm officially gay."

"Niall you don't get it," he grunts, "Harry is going to be the one to fuck you."

I think I blush for the millionth time today and Louis breaks the cold truth to me; there's no way in hell I'm topping in this relationship.

"But...but I could top!"

"Niall you turn into a cupcake whenever he's a foot within distance of you."

"That doesn't mean I can't top."

"Yes it does. Harry has something that turns you. I don't know what it is but he definitely has dominant power over you."

"Are you implying that I'm submissive?"

"Yes. I'm very much implying you're submissive."

I roll my eyes and kick Louis' foot. I've never had sexual experience anyway, other than wanking. I haven't had sex with Tiffany yet. We both want our first times to be special, for them to have meaning.

"Whatever, maybe I want to be fucked in the ass."

Louis gasps, clutching his heart as he does it,

"I knew it the entire damn time."

"But Lou..."

I hesitate, knowing I've wanted to ask this question for the longest time. I'm stepping into a new area of, life itself. I'm not an idiot, but I do know that gay sex and straight sex are drastically different. If anyone is an expert, it's Louis.

"Niall what's wrong? Is it something I need to get ice cream for?"

"No no," I sigh, becoming embarassed, "It's just that...well...I don't really..."

"Niall I'm on a tight schedule. I need to get food in two minutes."

"Louis I don't know anything about gay sex!" I exclaim, "What if I do come out to Harry, and it gets to the point where we have sex?! Louis all I know is how to fuck, not to be fucked!"

He chuckles and rests one of his hands on my knee.

"Niall I knew this day would come. The day when you would finally turn from straight to gay. Trust me, I'm not going to let you walk into the battlefield unarmed."

"Oh god, thanks Lou..."

"No problem my brother. Now, you'll need candy. Beginner's usually need something sweet to eat when learning about these things."

•

"Okay Niall," Louis starts as I much on a Twizzler, "Gay sex is complicated, especially with your man."

"Why with Harry?"

"Because he seems like the kinky type of lad," Louis explains, "Bondage, panties, probably a daddy kink..."

The contents in my stomach begin to make their way back up to my mouth at the mention of 'daddy'.

"Oh sorry Ni," Louis pats my back and squeezes my numb hand, "Daddy issues, right right."

He opens his laptop as I attempt to block out the memories of my dad that are trying to break through to my mind.

"Okay," he says, "what do you want to know first off? Before we get to the whole...kinky thing?"

"Where is he gonna...put it?" I whimper.

"Where else Niall? In your ass."

"Dammit!" I whine, "that's gonna hurt..."

"Well of course it is," Louis says, "But penetration by fingers and lube make it all better?"

"Penetration by fingers?"

"Stick some fingers up your ass Niall."

"Like...just stick me up there?"

"Niall," Louis prepares to reassure me, "it makes everything better. Doesn't hurt as much, and you're partially prepared for penetration."

I shiver and rub my eyes. Sex already sounds scary. Is this how girls feel?

"Now you've gotta be prepared for the soreness in the morning. I dunno when you guys are gonna fuck but when you do text me and I'll lend you some special painkillers that subside the pain in your ass."

"It's all so technical," I sigh, "what should I not do?"

"If you give him a blowjob, swallow."

"What."

"Niall trust me, if you take it in and spit it out he's gonna hate it."

"But I don't wanna taste jizz oh my god," I whine, "Lou-"

"Niall. My god. I'm trying to help."

"Okay okay sorry."

"Another thing; I know you're scared but on the night of please relax! Seriously if you don't it's not going to be enjoyable for either of you."

"Okay Louis!"

"Alrighty! Good! This has been Gay Sex 101 with Louis Tomlinson, I also do public seminars."

I snort, happy he forgot about explaining kinks to me. I'll look on the internet instead of going to the sex guru.

•

The next three weeks are all what I call 'completely and perfectly humiliating'. I can say Louis is right about one thing; I'm like a wet noodle whenever I see Harry. I can't feel my knees and I'm so tempted to collapse when I'm around him.

The smiles and discreet smirks he sends me don't help either. Harry has a power over me that I can't help but gravitate towards. His lip biting makes my throat dry, the seductive look he gives me is a pants dropper, it's all just...

Exotic.

New, exciting, he's an adventure and I'll risk everything to explore him.

"Mr. Horan?"

I look up from my laptop to see the exact person I'm daydreaming about,

"I need to see you in my office?"

I nod and get up from my chair, closing my computer. I sneeze quietly as I'm walking. I've been sneezing all day so far. Harry leads the way to his office, closing the door behind me as he encloses us in the private space. I lean against the door as he leans against me.

"Hi," he whispers, his breath smelling of mint and strawberries.

"Hi," I breathe out, a smile on my face.

"You're so beautiful," he sighs, tracing his index finger on my arm, "Can you just say you're gay so I can fuck you?"

"I...I'm not sure yet." I lie.

"Oh babe," he whines, "Fine."

He leans off of me and walks to his desk. I sneeze and sniffle. It's freezing in here...

"Bless you," Harry says quickly, "Niall do you understand how much your coming out means for us?"

"There's...there's an us?"

"I want an us. I want Niall and Harry. Harry and Niall. We. Us. Plural Niall. Plural."

I chuckle and sneeze again,

"Bless you again...babe are you alright?"

BABE.

I gulp and nod, trying not to let an erection grow in my pants from one word.

"I'm fine, it's fucking freezing though..."

And then I'm on a sneezing spree. It's unstoppable and I fall over, suddenly feeling weak.

"Niall are you alright?!"

"Heat..." I say.

Harry walks over to the thermostat and looks at the temperature.

"Oh my god why is the temperature dropping so much?!" he whispers, "Niall, are you prone to pneumonia."

I in fact am, and now isn't the best time for someone to find out. Since a young age, my body hasn't been able to handle frigid cold temperatures. I'll immediately get pneumonia and things just go downhill from there. I nod and something washes over him. Something...protective.

"I'm calling Louis."

He pulls my phone out of my back pocket and unlocks it with ease, considering I don't have a passcode. I hear him pick up a phone and his voice is only a blur to me as I lay back first on Harry's soft carpet floor.

"I need everyone in here now! It's an emergency! I need technicians on the heaters immediately and a doctor here now!"