Hey everyone! This is the Sequel to "Beats Of The Heart" back due to demand ... you should probally read this before you read this one :)

I don't own McFLY or Just My Luck (sigh...)

I hope you enjoy reading... please R+R, it makes my day xx

Harry woke softly with the sun streaming onto his face; a smile crept over his lips as he rolled closer to the boy sleeping next to him. A frown replacing it when he found his bed empty, everything seemed so unreal these days he was always waiting to wake up and find it all had been a dream.
Then he heard a low deep throb of a bass line from the next door and his tense body relaxed.
He hurried out of bed, pulled some bottoms on and rushed into the next room, he paused at the door way to watch the way Dougie's forehead pulled slightly at the centre, his beautiful eyes closed in concentration, stood in nothing but his boxers.
He used to do this before they met, almost a year and a half ago now. He would secretly watch the boy in front of him when they were at school together; totally unaware that Dougie did the same. So much had changed since then; they were both in a band, with two other boys Tom and Danny. They were called Mcfly, after Marty in back to the future, and although he would never admit it out loud, he thought the name was awesome! It really suited them, and the music. Of course the music.
That was even more of a fairytale, their debut album had gone straight to number one, beating even the Beatles (!) as the first band ever to have their first album go straight to number one, then there was all their number one singles. It was insane; everywhere they went they had screaming fans.
They all lived together now; it was easier to create the songs, besides who wouldn't want to live with their best friends?

They were about to set off on tour that night, the wonderland tour was set to be the best freaking tour ever, they were going to rock the UK!

Harry smiled as he walked up to the younger boy, that must be the reason for the early morning practice session, normally nothing could get him out of bed before 12, not even Harry.
He slowly crept up behind the bass player, his eyes still closed, and wrapped his arms around his own, momentarily stopping the steady notes of the bass before Dougie started playing again, eyes still closed with a grin on his lips.
"who's there?" he whispered to Harry
"someone who needs you back in bed" he whispered quietly into the smaller boys ear.
"I can't think a sec. Ohhh. Tom I knew you had feelings for me" Harry was having none of his teasing today, pulling Dougie around to face him, he kissed him passionately on the lips. Dougie's smile pressed against his own.
"Oh, it's you. I thought I told you I'd had enough of your advances, any more and I'll have to get a restraining order" he joked, whispering the words into Harry's ear again.
"Wouldn't you like that? I'm not going anywhere sunshine" he replied breathlessly, as he pulled the boy up into his arms, bass and all.
"I have needs, and your duty is to relieve them."
Dougie chuckled as he brought his lips back to Harry's ear
"do what you want with me, I'm yours" both of them giggling silently, Harry carried Dougie back to his room and laid him on the bed.

They had to be quiet, Danny and Tom were in the rooms across the hall, and it wasn't because they thought they would disapprove, they just found it more fun- exciting to keep it a secret.

Harry loved Dougie, he had done from the first time he saw him, and unbelievably Dougie loved him back. That was truly what made his life feel like a dream now. How many 18 year olds could say they were in a band with their best friends, had sell out tours and number one albums, songs and lived with their boyfriend? Not many.

Harry observed the way Dougie spread out on the bed, "Doug, anyone would think this was your bed, make some room" he laughed.
The way Dougie's hair fell across his face, his eyes closed, arms and legs splayed, just the sight under him was enough to make him hard.
He could feel his boxers and trousers tighten around him as he ran his hands up over Dougie's exposed legs, watching as he got closer how his cock responded to his touch.
"Stop teasing" Dougie growled, opening his eyes to meet Harry's own.
"You shouldn't lie like that then" he laughed "I can't help myself".
He traced his index finger over the waist band of Dougie's boxers.
"Harry! I said-"
"tell me what I should do then" he flicked the waist band against his tight stomach, leaning in to kiss the lips underneath him, what a mistake.
Dougie took the opportunity to swing himself from under Harry, reversing their roles straddling Harry's hips
"you have too many clothes on" he muttered, before moving his hands over the bulge in Harry's trousers.
"Now who's teasing? You- uhh" he let out a small groan as the bass player pulled down his trousers and circled his head with his thumb, his other hand moving over his balls.
"Doug" the little whisper escaped his lips, making Dougie's own curl upwards in satisfaction
"we both know who does the teasing round here" he removed his hands from Harry's aching member, causing him to groan softly.
"So Harry. Tell me what to do," he whispered, repeating Harry's words in a low seductive voice.
"Get these freaking boxers off" he looked down at their middles, both still effectively clothed.
Dougie rocked his hips against Harry's own creating amazing friction between their two cocks.

At the start of their relationship, sex had been fast, driven by lust and desire. Now they knew each other well enough to do it right, and Harry could tell by the way Dougie undressed them both, this was going to be good.

Grinding their hard members against each other, Dougie moved his lips away from Harry's neck, to take Harry's mouth with his own. He could feel Harry getting close, whimpers escaping from both their lips.
"Shhh" he mumbled against Harry's mouth "you'll wake them"
He shuddered in pleasure as Harry thrust up firmly, his hands clamped on his hips pulling him closer, both of them moving faster against each other.
"I don't care. Let them find out. Oh God, Doug right there" Harry gasped breathlessly.
"Where would the fun be in - oh Harry! Shit" he could feel beads of sweat form on his body, against Harry's flat muscles.
Both fought for dominance of the kiss and their movements, Harry was so close to the edge, and above him he could feel Dougie's frantic thrusts indicating that he was too.
Just before he came, he used the last of his strength to flip them over, using his extra strength to push down harder on their cocks, grinding against Dougie's chest.
With two more thrusts, Harry came his vision blurring slightly as he stared down at Dougie beneath him, his come covering both their chests.
With a low whimper of Harry's name he came, covering both their chests for a second time, before pulling Harry down into his arms, lying lazily and happy as he began to drift to sleep.

"Dan, Doug, Haz? Wake up!" toms voice shook them out of their happy daze, Harry sat up in bed and moved to the door, Dougie watched his retreating back, eyes gliding over his smooth muscles and his tousled hair with a quickened pulse.
"Just going to have a shower then I'll be down tom, promise" he turned back to Dougie rolling his eyes.
"So, fancy a shower?" his lips curled into a grin as he winked at the boy still curled up in his bed.