Zac sighed as he laid in bed that night and looked up at the ceiling. Somehow by luck he had survived lunch and even the rest of the day though it really had been a close call and he wasn't even sure he wanted another close call like that because it had literally almost given him a heart attack.
Kate being so close to Harry and vice versa and he knew somehow the situation had been awkward for Harry too but luckily his ever oblivious wife hadn't noticed and if she had he wasn't even really sure what he'd say. Sorry things are awkward as hell but our waiter is someone who had his mouth around my dick last night when I lied and said band stuff had came up. No, Zac could see that going over horribly.
So for once he was thankful that Kate was oblivious and that she hadn't picked up Natalie's ability to tell when someone was lying but then again unlike Natalie who had learned it from all the times Taylor had lied to her, Kate never had to learn because up until now Zac had been doing well in not lying to her.
Coming out of his thoughts as the bedroom door opened, Zac pasted on a smiled as his wife came into the bedroom, a black robe clung to her body and her hair was still wet from the shower.
"Sorry it took so long," Kate apologized as she slipped into bed beside her husband. "After I got out of the shower Abe got a bit fussy and I had to go check on him."
"Was he hungry?" Zac asked as he raised an eyebrow knowing that while Abe was weaning off the boob that occasionally Kate still fed him that way.
Kate shook her head as she moved closer to Zac, "Just teething so I tried to find something here to soothe it," she said as she smiled some before kissing Zac's cheek. "I wish someone had told me having three kids takes away too much alone time with your husband."
"Taylor and Natalie apparently found enough to make two more," Zac spoke as he heard Kate laugh at his words and he shivered when her breath hit his skin, her lips slowly moving from his cheek down to his neck.
"Let's not make that same mistake anytime soon," Kate muttered as she kissed the skin on Zac's neck softly, her hand going down his bare chest, towards the waistband of the pajama pants that he was wearing. "That's why I make sure to take my pill every morning. No accidents."
Zac would speak would reply to Kate but he was finding that hard to do as her hand inched lower down his chest and her lips stayed on his neck and really his inability to speak had nothing to do with the fact that he was turned on because at the moment he was finding that he wasn't aroused and he was dreading the moment when his wife found out.
And as her hand slowly brushed across the front of his pants, Zac closed his eyes and tried to think of anything that would get him hard which just made his mind conjure up images of dick sucking lips and green eyes and he wanted to shudder as his eyes opened right as Kate's lips began to trail down his stomach.
She had again obviously been oblivious to the fact that he hadn't been hard before her hand had brushed across his crotch and usually that never happened. All it took was her kissing his neck and rubbing his chest just right to get him hard and tonight that hadn't done the job. What had done the job was picturing Harry's mouth and his eyes looking up at him all seductively and shit there he went again thinking of Harry as his wife continued her kissing down his chest.
Biting his lips as her own lips got lower Zac closed his eyes again as he felt Kate pushing down his pajama pants and as her hand slowly reached into his boxers and curled around his aching cock, a cock that wasn't even hard because of her, he couldn't help but wish her hands were softer, softer and a bit bigger because even though some fans claimed she had man hands, her hands weren't what he wanted on him tonight.
"K...Katie," Zac grunted out as he opened his eyes and looked at her as she continued to stroke him. "S..stop please," he said feeling as if he was going to chock on his own words. He had never before asked his wife to stop but then again tonight just seemed to be a first for a lot of things because he had never had to imagine a man just to get hard.
"Is everything alright?" Kate asked as she looked at Zac confused her hand sliding out of his boxers and her face falling slightly. Zac wanted to reach out and comfort her, admit the truth or partial truth but he didn't and couldn't.
Zac nodded his head as he did his best to smile, "Just not feeling good all of a sudden," he lied as he stood from the bed. "Stupid headache just throwing off my mood. Think I'm just gonna go downstairs and take some medicine and then sleep in my music room downstairs. It's sound proof so I won't even be able to hear if the children wake up," he said as he continued his lies, his hand soon resting on the doorknob.
"Are you sure I can't help you with anything?" Kate asked as she sounded hopeful. "Maybe we could do something sexually to relieve your headache. Natalie did mention something once that she did with Taylor to help him with his. I could call her up and ask her...."
"No!" Zac said a bit too loudly as he interrupted Kate. "No need to call Taylor and Natalie and tell them that," he laughed though to be honest he was kind of sick and tired of Kate and Natalie comparing sex stories. He was sure Natalie could write a tell all sex book about him based on everything Kate told her and vice versa for Kate when it came to Taylor. "I'll just take medicine and sleep in my music room," he repeated before opening the door and slipping out of the room before Kate could protest or think of a reason to get him to stay.
Going downstairs Zac of course didn't head to the kitchen because his headache had been nonexistent. Instead he headed straight to his music room and over to his laptop which he turned on and waited for it to load up. Once it did he opened a browser and then typed in the URL to the porn site he used a lot when on tour and away from Kate. On nights when all he had was his hand.
As he browsed the site he clicked a video for one of his favorite kinks and as it started he peeled his boxers off, his hand going around his cock as he began to stroke himself slowly to the scenes playing out in front of him. The man taking the woman from behind, pulling on her hair.
Pumping himself harder as he watched more of the video as it proceeded he just groaned because like earlier in the bedroom this just wasn't doing it for him and fucking cream pie videos usually did it for him. It just seemed like tonight wasn't his night sexually and he really hoped it was just a one off. That all of these issues steemed from the awkwardness at the cafe with Harry and Kate.
And it was the thought of Harry that made Zac remove his hand from his cock reluctantly as he typed in the address to the website Louis ran. As he did this he could vaguely remember Harry's words and asking him if he had ever been there and of course Zac had only been there once but of course he hadn't watched any of the video's. He wasn't....isn't gay so why would he watch them?
Yet his hand happened to suddenly slip and click on a video of Harry that was tagged with cream pie. As the video started, Zac once again let his hand go to wrap around his cock and he again started to pump himself as he watched Harry slowly but surely start to get it on with some man, a dark skinned man or well darker than Harry was and one whom Zac may even have called prettier if he were into men but he isn't....wasn't into men.
"Fuck," he muttered out as his eyes stayed glued onto the screen as the scene progressed and the moment Harry was bent over the table with the other guy's tongue in between his ass cheeks, Zac's hand got a bit tighter on his cock as his hips began to lift up with his hands movements. There was just something about this that seemed to be getting him off where as his own wife and the straight porn hadn't even been able to get his body to feel like it was on fire or even turned on in the least bit.
Biting his lip hard as he listened to Harry moan, cooing out words to the other man in the video with him Zac couldn't help but let his mind wander to Harry's own lips around his cock and how he had muttered out words and before he could even help it his mind wandered even farther, still on the subject of Harry's lips on him but it wasn't his cock anymore. No, in his mind Harry's lips had somehow found their way between his ass cheeks and he shuddered, wondering just how it would feel to have Harry licking him there or even being licked there by another man but mainly Harry because he was just kind of really attractive with those darn pouty lips.
"Shit," Zac cursed out again as his breathing started to become a bit labored and he pumped his cock faster, watching as the man who had been licking and sucking and playing with Harry's ass stood up and when the man eventually entered inside of Harry, Zac bit his lip harder when he heard Harry moan out loudly, sounding so damn turned on.
It was something that made Zac close his eyes and instead of what was happening on the computer screen his brain conjured up other images. Images of him being bent over a table as Harry first worked him over with his tongue and then did like the other man and moved away so he could be inside him and it was that thought that made Zac whimper out, the thought of having a dick inside of his ass.
That thought was such a foreign concept but one Zac and his body both seemed to like and with the soundtrack of Harry's moans and skin against skin filling his ears, Zac's brain just kept progressing as he watched himself being fucked by Harry. Watched himself begging the other man to go harder, fuck him faster, telling him when he hit the right spots. It was almost like this version of himself was some needy woman who thirsted after dick, because Zac had never been like this with Kate. He had never told her when he liked stuff or even vocalized for her to fuck him faster, no that had usually been her.
But here in his fantasy of being fucked by Harry he was a cockslut and he kind of liked it, just slightly and as he felt a familiar burning in his stomach Zac opened his eyes in time to watch the guy that was with Harry pull out as he came, some come landing inside of Harry's hole while the rest just landed around it and what had went inside slowly started to slide out.
"Fucking hell," Zac growled out as he came too but as he came it wasn't the image of Harry leaking come that got him off. It was the image of himself leaking come that got him off.
"I'm not gay," he spoke out loud as he watched the camera pan in on Harry's face before it shut off. "I'm not," he repeated wondering who he was trying to convince. The boy who had been on the screen moments before or himself.
Though honestly, Zac knew he didn't have to convince himself. If he was gay he'd know. He had never been attracted to men before except well maybe Carrick but that was just a crush, men were allowed crushes on each other without being gay and his feelings were just confused from last night. He was straight and his inability to be turned on by anything remotely straight tonight was just a fluke.
"One big fucking fluke," Zac stated as he turned his laptop off and he stood up, going to clean off his now sticky stomach and right hand.
Kate being so close to Harry and vice versa and he knew somehow the situation had been awkward for Harry too but luckily his ever oblivious wife hadn't noticed and if she had he wasn't even really sure what he'd say. Sorry things are awkward as hell but our waiter is someone who had his mouth around my dick last night when I lied and said band stuff had came up. No, Zac could see that going over horribly.
So for once he was thankful that Kate was oblivious and that she hadn't picked up Natalie's ability to tell when someone was lying but then again unlike Natalie who had learned it from all the times Taylor had lied to her, Kate never had to learn because up until now Zac had been doing well in not lying to her.
Coming out of his thoughts as the bedroom door opened, Zac pasted on a smiled as his wife came into the bedroom, a black robe clung to her body and her hair was still wet from the shower.
"Sorry it took so long," Kate apologized as she slipped into bed beside her husband. "After I got out of the shower Abe got a bit fussy and I had to go check on him."
"Was he hungry?" Zac asked as he raised an eyebrow knowing that while Abe was weaning off the boob that occasionally Kate still fed him that way.
Kate shook her head as she moved closer to Zac, "Just teething so I tried to find something here to soothe it," she said as she smiled some before kissing Zac's cheek. "I wish someone had told me having three kids takes away too much alone time with your husband."
"Taylor and Natalie apparently found enough to make two more," Zac spoke as he heard Kate laugh at his words and he shivered when her breath hit his skin, her lips slowly moving from his cheek down to his neck.
"Let's not make that same mistake anytime soon," Kate muttered as she kissed the skin on Zac's neck softly, her hand going down his bare chest, towards the waistband of the pajama pants that he was wearing. "That's why I make sure to take my pill every morning. No accidents."
Zac would speak would reply to Kate but he was finding that hard to do as her hand inched lower down his chest and her lips stayed on his neck and really his inability to speak had nothing to do with the fact that he was turned on because at the moment he was finding that he wasn't aroused and he was dreading the moment when his wife found out.
And as her hand slowly brushed across the front of his pants, Zac closed his eyes and tried to think of anything that would get him hard which just made his mind conjure up images of dick sucking lips and green eyes and he wanted to shudder as his eyes opened right as Kate's lips began to trail down his stomach.
She had again obviously been oblivious to the fact that he hadn't been hard before her hand had brushed across his crotch and usually that never happened. All it took was her kissing his neck and rubbing his chest just right to get him hard and tonight that hadn't done the job. What had done the job was picturing Harry's mouth and his eyes looking up at him all seductively and shit there he went again thinking of Harry as his wife continued her kissing down his chest.
Biting his lips as her own lips got lower Zac closed his eyes again as he felt Kate pushing down his pajama pants and as her hand slowly reached into his boxers and curled around his aching cock, a cock that wasn't even hard because of her, he couldn't help but wish her hands were softer, softer and a bit bigger because even though some fans claimed she had man hands, her hands weren't what he wanted on him tonight.
"K...Katie," Zac grunted out as he opened his eyes and looked at her as she continued to stroke him. "S..stop please," he said feeling as if he was going to chock on his own words. He had never before asked his wife to stop but then again tonight just seemed to be a first for a lot of things because he had never had to imagine a man just to get hard.
"Is everything alright?" Kate asked as she looked at Zac confused her hand sliding out of his boxers and her face falling slightly. Zac wanted to reach out and comfort her, admit the truth or partial truth but he didn't and couldn't.
Zac nodded his head as he did his best to smile, "Just not feeling good all of a sudden," he lied as he stood from the bed. "Stupid headache just throwing off my mood. Think I'm just gonna go downstairs and take some medicine and then sleep in my music room downstairs. It's sound proof so I won't even be able to hear if the children wake up," he said as he continued his lies, his hand soon resting on the doorknob.
"Are you sure I can't help you with anything?" Kate asked as she sounded hopeful. "Maybe we could do something sexually to relieve your headache. Natalie did mention something once that she did with Taylor to help him with his. I could call her up and ask her...."
"No!" Zac said a bit too loudly as he interrupted Kate. "No need to call Taylor and Natalie and tell them that," he laughed though to be honest he was kind of sick and tired of Kate and Natalie comparing sex stories. He was sure Natalie could write a tell all sex book about him based on everything Kate told her and vice versa for Kate when it came to Taylor. "I'll just take medicine and sleep in my music room," he repeated before opening the door and slipping out of the room before Kate could protest or think of a reason to get him to stay.
Going downstairs Zac of course didn't head to the kitchen because his headache had been nonexistent. Instead he headed straight to his music room and over to his laptop which he turned on and waited for it to load up. Once it did he opened a browser and then typed in the URL to the porn site he used a lot when on tour and away from Kate. On nights when all he had was his hand.
As he browsed the site he clicked a video for one of his favorite kinks and as it started he peeled his boxers off, his hand going around his cock as he began to stroke himself slowly to the scenes playing out in front of him. The man taking the woman from behind, pulling on her hair.
Pumping himself harder as he watched more of the video as it proceeded he just groaned because like earlier in the bedroom this just wasn't doing it for him and fucking cream pie videos usually did it for him. It just seemed like tonight wasn't his night sexually and he really hoped it was just a one off. That all of these issues steemed from the awkwardness at the cafe with Harry and Kate.
And it was the thought of Harry that made Zac remove his hand from his cock reluctantly as he typed in the address to the website Louis ran. As he did this he could vaguely remember Harry's words and asking him if he had ever been there and of course Zac had only been there once but of course he hadn't watched any of the video's. He wasn't....isn't gay so why would he watch them?
Yet his hand happened to suddenly slip and click on a video of Harry that was tagged with cream pie. As the video started, Zac once again let his hand go to wrap around his cock and he again started to pump himself as he watched Harry slowly but surely start to get it on with some man, a dark skinned man or well darker than Harry was and one whom Zac may even have called prettier if he were into men but he isn't....wasn't into men.
"Fuck," he muttered out as his eyes stayed glued onto the screen as the scene progressed and the moment Harry was bent over the table with the other guy's tongue in between his ass cheeks, Zac's hand got a bit tighter on his cock as his hips began to lift up with his hands movements. There was just something about this that seemed to be getting him off where as his own wife and the straight porn hadn't even been able to get his body to feel like it was on fire or even turned on in the least bit.
Biting his lip hard as he listened to Harry moan, cooing out words to the other man in the video with him Zac couldn't help but let his mind wander to Harry's own lips around his cock and how he had muttered out words and before he could even help it his mind wandered even farther, still on the subject of Harry's lips on him but it wasn't his cock anymore. No, in his mind Harry's lips had somehow found their way between his ass cheeks and he shuddered, wondering just how it would feel to have Harry licking him there or even being licked there by another man but mainly Harry because he was just kind of really attractive with those darn pouty lips.
"Shit," Zac cursed out again as his breathing started to become a bit labored and he pumped his cock faster, watching as the man who had been licking and sucking and playing with Harry's ass stood up and when the man eventually entered inside of Harry, Zac bit his lip harder when he heard Harry moan out loudly, sounding so damn turned on.
It was something that made Zac close his eyes and instead of what was happening on the computer screen his brain conjured up other images. Images of him being bent over a table as Harry first worked him over with his tongue and then did like the other man and moved away so he could be inside him and it was that thought that made Zac whimper out, the thought of having a dick inside of his ass.
That thought was such a foreign concept but one Zac and his body both seemed to like and with the soundtrack of Harry's moans and skin against skin filling his ears, Zac's brain just kept progressing as he watched himself being fucked by Harry. Watched himself begging the other man to go harder, fuck him faster, telling him when he hit the right spots. It was almost like this version of himself was some needy woman who thirsted after dick, because Zac had never been like this with Kate. He had never told her when he liked stuff or even vocalized for her to fuck him faster, no that had usually been her.
But here in his fantasy of being fucked by Harry he was a cockslut and he kind of liked it, just slightly and as he felt a familiar burning in his stomach Zac opened his eyes in time to watch the guy that was with Harry pull out as he came, some come landing inside of Harry's hole while the rest just landed around it and what had went inside slowly started to slide out.
"Fucking hell," Zac growled out as he came too but as he came it wasn't the image of Harry leaking come that got him off. It was the image of himself leaking come that got him off.
"I'm not gay," he spoke out loud as he watched the camera pan in on Harry's face before it shut off. "I'm not," he repeated wondering who he was trying to convince. The boy who had been on the screen moments before or himself.
Though honestly, Zac knew he didn't have to convince himself. If he was gay he'd know. He had never been attracted to men before except well maybe Carrick but that was just a crush, men were allowed crushes on each other without being gay and his feelings were just confused from last night. He was straight and his inability to be turned on by anything remotely straight tonight was just a fluke.
"One big fucking fluke," Zac stated as he turned his laptop off and he stood up, going to clean off his now sticky stomach and right hand.