Dougie's breathing was rapid, his hands shook and he could feel a bead of sweat forming on his brow. The proximity of his band mate was intimidating but he wasn't about to object because somewhere deep within all of the fear he was enjoying it. He looked down at his feet, over to the wall, out the window. Warm hands cupped his face so he couldn't look away and his only option was to stare into those blue eyes. Those blue eyes that seemed to see right through him, looking at the deepest, darkest secrets that he kept hidden. Then he closed his eyes and the hands fell to his shoulders. He opened his eyes but didn't look away. Shivers went through him as the same strong hands moved down and gripped his waist, fingers slipping into his jeans, jeans that were too tight.

"Harry," he squeaked and jumped back, hitting the wall.

"Just..." Harry said and stepped closer, putting his hands back on Dougie's waist. "...Relax," he spun them around and guided Dougie backwards until his knees hit the bed and buckled. Harry fell on top of Dougie, putting his legs either side of his slim waist.

"No...Ahh..." Dougie started as he wriggled out from underneath Harry and slid to the top of the bed, pulling his knees to his chest.

"Dougie, it's ok," Harry said, moving up and putting his arm around the younger man. Then he leant in and kissed Dougie, soft and meaningful. Dougie melted into the kiss, it was so gentle. Then Harry, with their lips still locked, moved them so that Dougie was lying down and he was straddling his hips. Harry pulled away, his thumb gently rubbing up and down Dougie's jaw. His hand trailed down Dougie's chest and he could feel the younger boy's heart hammering so hard that it would probably jump from his chest. He leant down and placed soft kisses along his jaw as his hands set to work removing the singlet shirt. Then he hastily removed his own shirt. Dougie gingerly reached up and ran his fingers over Harry's sculpted chest and down over the strongly toned stomach. When he looked up he saw that Harry had a smile on his face.

Harry kept his eyes locked with Dougie's and moved his hands down to the jeans that were wrapped too tightly around the slim waist. Dougie gasped but never looked away from Harry's steady gaze. Harry undid the button and zip before curling his fingers in the belt loops and pulling. In one fell swoop Harry had pulled off Dougie's jeans and boxers, leaving him totally exposed. Harry took a moment to take in the beautiful sight in front of him. Dougie fidgeted and Harry snapped back. He kissed Dougie reassuringly as his hand trailed down his body, stopping low on his hip. As their lips connected again Harry wrapped his hand around Dougie's hardening cock. Dougie let out a loud gasp at the sudden contact.

"Breathe," Harry whispered in his ear and he released a breath he didn't know he was holding. Dougie was scared but the pleasure that was beginning to wash over him was starting to take over and he let out a strangled moan. Harry smiled at the noise that escaped Dougie's lips. He bent down to nip and lick at Dougie's neck.

"Ahh...Harry..." Dougie moaned and began to thrust up into Harry's hand. Harry let go of Dougie's cock and quickly undressed himself. Dougie whimpered at the loss of contact then watched intently as Harry removed his clothes, licking his lips when Harry was fully naked.

"Excited?" Harry grinned and looked down at Dougie touching himself. Dougie hadn't realised that he'd begun to work his own cock. Harry let out a chuckle and moved so he was on top of Dougie again.

Dougie's breathing was rapid, his hands shook and he could feel a bead of sweat forming on his brow. The proximity of his band mate was intimidating but he wasn't about to object because somewhere deep within all of the fear he was enjoying it. He looked down at his feet, over to the wall, out the window. Warm hands cupped his face so he couldn't look away and his only option was to stare into those blue eyes. Those blue eyes that seemed to see right through him, looking at the deepest, darkest secrets that he kept hidden. Then he closed his eyes and the hands fell to his shoulders. He opened his eyes but didn't look away. Shivers went through him as the same strong hands moved down and gripped his waist, fingers slipping into his jeans, jeans that were too tight.

"Harry," he squeaked and jumped back, hitting the wall.

"Just..." Harry said and stepped closer, putting his hands back on Dougie's waist. "...Relax," he spun them around and guided Dougie backwards until his knees hit the bed and buckled. Harry fell on top of Dougie, putting his legs either side of his slim waist.

"No...Ahh..." Dougie started as he wriggled out from underneath Harry and slid to the top of the bed, pulling his knees to his chest.

"Dougie, it's ok," Harry said, moving up and putting his arm around the younger man. Then he leant in and kissed Dougie, soft and meaningful. Dougie melted into the kiss, it was so gentle. Then Harry, with their lips still locked, moved them so that Dougie was lying down and he was straddling his hips. Harry pulled away, his thumb gently rubbing up and down Dougie's jaw. His hand trailed down Dougie's chest and he could feel the younger boy's heart hammering so hard that it would probably jump from his chest. He leant down and placed soft kisses along his jaw as his hands set to work removing the singlet shirt. Then he hastily removed his own shirt. Dougie gingerly reached up and ran his fingers over Harry's sculpted chest and down over the strongly toned stomach. When he looked up he saw that Harry had a smile on his face.

Harry kept his eyes locked with Dougie's and moved his hands down to the jeans that were wrapped too tightly around the slim waist. Dougie gasped but never looked away from Harry's steady gaze. Harry undid the button and zip before curling his fingers in the belt loops and pulling. In one fell swoop Harry had pulled off Dougie's jeans and boxers, leaving him totally exposed. Harry took a moment to take in the beautiful sight in front of him. Dougie fidgeted and Harry snapped back. He kissed Dougie reassuringly as his hand trailed down his body, stopping low on his hip. As their lips connected again Harry wrapped his hand around Dougie's hardening cock. Dougie let out a loud gasp at the sudden contact.

"Breathe," Harry whispered in his ear and he released a breath he didn't know he was holding. Dougie was scared but the pleasure that was beginning to wash over him was starting to take over and he let out a strangled moan. Harry smiled at the noise that escaped Dougie's lips. He bent down to nip and lick at Dougie's neck.

"Ahh...Harry..." Dougie moaned and began to thrust up into Harry's hand. Harry let go of Dougie's cock and quickly undressed himself. Dougie whimpered at the loss of contact then watched intently as Harry removed his clothes, licking his lips when Harry was fully naked.

"Excited?" Harry grinned and looked down at Dougie touching himself. Dougie hadn't realised that he'd begun to work his own cock. Harry let out a chuckle and moved so he was on top of Dougie again.