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Summary: "I'll wank off in the hallway then!" Niall shouted. "Right here, right outside your door—'ve got my cock out and everything—"

Char/Pair: Niall/Liam

Genre: slash (not really romantic), um porn, humor

Rating: R

A/N: I'm American so that's why this has American spellings (I'm still not sure if I'm supposed to use British spellings for British characters/fandoms so...?) Um sorry about that? I mean that's the only really 'American' thing about this fic or whatever

This is for Jack because for some ridiculous reason he's not in One Direction fandom and ships Niall/Liam like burning or something so yeah

Fic takes place around September 10th xxxx year I guess

It has been a while since I haven written boy/boy things sigh


Niall seemed to think that it was Liam's birthday, which. )