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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      One_Direction_(Band)
  Relationship:
      Liam_Payne/Louis_Tomlinson
  Character:
      Liam_Payne, Louis_Tomlinson, Zayn_Malik, Niall_Horan, Harry_Styles
  Additional Tags:
      Underage_Sex, Seduction, Older_Liam, Younger_Louis, Top_Liam, Bottom
      Louis, Louis-centric, Speedos, Large_Cock, Riding, Blow_Jobs, Hand_Jobs,
      Cuddling_&_Snuggling, Swimming, Daddy_Kink, Daddy_Liam, Come_Swallowing,
      Come_Eating
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-09-08 Words: 9317
****** DILF ******
by tommysinful
Summary
     Louis had no idea that his friend Niall had such a hot dad, Liam, and
     after finding that out he does his very best to seduce the older man
     into giving himself over to absolute pleasure. That pleasure being
     inside Louis' tight underage ass.
Normal day, normal class, normal everything. Louis hated normal. Found it
boring and mundane and so overplayed. But nothing really happened around these
parts, the town was too small for anything actually interesting or exciting to
take place, Harry’s parties every Friday were nice, but Louis always craved
more. Always wanting something he could sink his teeth into and enjoy.
He was strumming along his desk in his math class next to his best mate Niall.
Louis just recently moving over the summer to Mullingar he had made fast
friends with Niall, loud and cheeky like him, always up for a good time. The
two became close rather quickly, swapping tips for playing football and helping
each other cheat on tests. The usual thing best mates do.
There was a knock on the door and Louis wasn’t paying any attention, sending
off a text to Harry-one of the only other English blokes in the school-when
their teacher called the person’s name next to him, “Niall love, someone’s here
to see you.”
His head rose and stared forward towards the door, just like the rest of the
class, and his eyes widened seeing a vision in leather and denim. There was a
man there, a very handsome man, with stubble on his immaculate jaw line and
massive brown eyes that up on top had thick eyebrows. His plump lips quirked
into a nervous smile as twenty or so teenagers all looked upon him and held out
a simple brown paper bag with the word “Niall” written in loopy scrawl.
He turned seeing his best mate blush and made his way up to the slightly taller
man, “Thanks da.”
“No problem Ni, be good. Love you.” This man said softly getting the class to
snicker and “aw” as Niall made his way back to his seat, loosening his school
uniform tie and unbuttoning the top of the collar.
Louis leaned across, “Ni, who the fuck was that?”
Niall shrugged, “Me dad. Well me step dad but you know the story.”
Louis knew of Niall’s mother, died when he was about four years old, said it
was a slippery patch of road during the winter and she slid off the embankment,
dead on impact. Louis of course gave his condolences because that’s what you’re
supposed to do, Niall simply waved it off saying he didn’t remember much of her
but knew she loved him.
However he had only mentioned his father a few times, well step father, raised
Niall since he was a baby. That was his dad legally since he was adopted by him
anyway but the man raised him since birth, you get the picture. Now Louis had
never seen him before, sort of weird since he’d known Niall for more than a
year but the two never chilled at Niall’s place, always opted to hang out with
Harry or Zayn, where they could kick back and smoke pot and do other teenage
shenanigans.
Louis was almost insulted now that he thought of it, never once had he even
seen Niall’s father.
“He’s well fit mate.” Louis snickered because fuck. He was. That leather coat
was sin on his shoulders and the white shirt he wore under it was stretched
tight across his chest, the jeans he wore were baggy but ended in crisp white
shoes that were blinding against the dark denim.
Niall slapped his arm, “Oi! Me dad Lou!”
Louis rubbed his arm because that did sting a bit, “I’m just saying. How come
I’ve never met him before?”
Niall opened his bag lunch to see his dad had packed him three sandwiches, a
packet of sour cream and onion crisps and a huge tangerine. Sweet. “I dunno,
never seemed all that important. He keeps to himself really, never thought to
introduce him to you lot. He does know about you and the boys though.”
The gears in Louis’ head were whirring as his plan was coming to fruition, he
wanted to see Niall’s dad for sure. The thing about Louis being bored? Wanting
to sink his teeth into something exciting?
He wanted to sink his teeth into a well fit father with chocolate eyes and
looked as if he could take more than a nibble or two.
XXXX
It was actually quite hot for Ireland this time of year and Louis voiced his
annoyance stepping out of the school, “Fucks sake. This is the UK. It shouldn’t
be this hot and it’s only May.”
“Ireland isn’t in the UK Lou.” Niall piped back to him because well, it’s true.
“Regardless my friend, way too hot.”
Zayn, one of the other English boys chimed in puffing on a cigarette, “I hear
ya mate, I want to cool down man but I don’t want to be inside though. Tired of
looking at walls and shit, it’s nice out but I don’t want to melt.”
“Or burn, I don’t want to burn. My fair skin and that.” Harry smirked getting a
smack to his bare torso as they lay in the grass with the football long
abandoned, they all lived a few streets away from each other and when their
schoolwork was finished-sometimes when it wasn’t, mainly by Louis and Zayn-
they’d all text or call and kick the ball around.
“We could go swimming?” Niall pondered to his group of friends. He sometimes
wondered how he got stuck with the English boys at his school, he wasn’t
complaining but it was odd.
“I can’t swim and there’s no way I’m getting into a creek Ni.” Zayn raised a
challenging eyebrow because Zayn and water don’t really mix well.
“I’ve got a pool.” He added.
Harry and Zayn both sat up and Louis looked more than insulted at this
statement, “Niall Horan! You’ve had a pool this whole time! I’m hurt! First I
don’t meet your dad and now you’re holding back aquatic facilities! Some friend
you are.”
Niall blushed and his skin turned a darker shade of pink than it already was,
the afternoon sun was bearing down on them harshly, “M’sorry, s’just we’re
always at Zee’s or Haz’s place, never thought to bring it up.”
“Well, start bringing things up more often ya twat.” Harry toyed with him.
“Can we? It’s not too deep is it? I’m dying.” Zayn collapsed back on the grass,
a few beads of sweat racing down his abs and Louis didn’t miss the hungry eyes
Harry had watching them.
“Nah, only goes to about six foot but it’s in-ground. Let me call dad and see
if he’s okay with you lot coming over.”
He stepped away and the three of them looked on as their sweaty friend talked
on his cell, grass stuck to his back and the indentions of it were visible in
his skin.
Louis leaned over, “You guys met his dad before? I just saw him today. Wow.”
“Uh, only seen him in passing before when I grabbed Ni from his place a few
times. Nice guy, seems real sweet.” Zayn answered him.
“You lot know how old he is?”
Harry answered, “Niall told me he was twenty when he adopted him so he’s about
thirty six? Thirty seven now? Why?” giving Louis a furrowed expression and Zayn
lifting his sunglasses to squint upwards at why Louis was asking these
questions.
“No reason, just saw him for the first time today, was curious.”
“Louis, whatever y-“ Harry started but was cut off by Niall rejoining their
conversation, “He’s said it’s cool. He actually sounded a bit excited to meet
all of you at the same time. Guess it’s time to break him in to me mates,
please behave and you", turning to point directly at Louis, “no passes at my
dad alright?”
Louis threw his hands up in fake surrender, “Wouldn’t dream of it!” A glint of
mischief in his eyes that his three friends did in fact notice.
“Uh huh, well you guys know where it is. Pop round when you’ve got your trunks
and all.”
The four separated with Harry going one direction, Zayn and Louis walking
together-they lived a block away from each other-and Niall walking towards the
ripped side of fencing on the field. Three heads turned when an Irish call cut
across the pitch, “Oi! Bring something to sleep in! You’re staying at my place
tonight! Beer and pizza, my treat!”
Harry whooped, Niall beamed so bright you could see the sunlight glint off his
newly brace free teeth while Zayn and Louis high fived.
Louis shivered in anticipation of spending a night at Niall’s house.
XXXX
It was about an hour later with Louis going out the door, informing his mother
he was staying at Niall’s tonight, where he met up with Zayn on his corner,
“You ready Lou?”
“Ready as ever. Can’t wait to swim. How is it still so hot?” He fanned himself
and even though it was only nearing five pm it was still boiling out, the
humidity making it sticky and unbearable.
“No idea, I just wanna wade in the water for a bit that’s for sure.”
Louis began a horrible rendition of the Christian hymn of the same title until
Zayn threatened to drown him to get him to stop.
Harry was already at Niall’s place when they arrived, the two were lead back
into a respectable backyard that had a deck and in the middle of that deck was
the pool, the water crystal clear and the tiles in it were a mixture of blues
quite like both Louis and Niall’s eyes.
“Well, welcome to me pool. Same rules apply as a public one. No running, no
splashing and that sort of stuff.” Niall listed on his fingers seeming very
stern about this. The three nodded and Louis didn’t mistake three sets of eyes
all land on him at the end of it. He was about to say something else when he
heard a voice that made his blood thicken, “And no drowning my son. Only one I
got.”
They turned and Louis’ jaw almost fell off with how low it dropped, in nothing
but a pair of black swim trunks was the same man from earlier in class, Niall’s
dad. He let his eyes go up and down the exposed expanses of skin and his mouth
watered seeing dark hair that spread between his chest and down a line over his
stomach then swoop around his bellybutton and disappear below the waistline of
his shorts. He moved his arm to remove the red towel he had slung over his
shoulder and his bicep bulged-fucking bulged-and all he did was move his
fucking arm.
“Dad, this is Harry, Louis and you’ve met Zayn before.” Niall pointed to each
one at the stating of their name. He felt a slight flare of envy that Zayn got
to meet this beautiful man before him. He wasn’t about to call himself entitled
but he believed he deserved it more.
“Pleasure to meet you all, sorry we haven’t met sooner. Tend to keep to myself
and I’m always busy with work.” He smiled and Louis’ knees nearly buckled
because he went from this hulking figure of a man, someone who should be
protecting celebrities or royalty to flash a smile making him seem like the
teenage boy next door. It wasn’t fucking fair how he could skip two decades
with just a smile.
“S’alright mister…” Harry began and Louis then realized he had never even known
what his name was. Niall had never said it and apparently had never said it to
Zayn or Harry either.
“Payne. But you can call me Liam.” He shrugged and his pec jumped. Louis hadn’t
been able to speak at all. Just bathing in the sight of Niall’s dad, Liam he
reminded himself.
He figured that Liam must have noticed that he hadn’t spoken a word because
soon he was approaching him and Louis was confidence incarnate on most days but
being slightly dwarfed by a sort of hairy, absolutely beautiful older man-and
now closer to him he could smell him, mixture of Old Spice and something
earthy-he was tongue tied, “You’re Louis right? Niall’s told me all about you.
Figured you’d already be the life of the party by now.”
He flashed another one of those smiles and up close Louis could see lines by
his eyes where they squinted, how large his nose was but it fit his face, how
his stubble was practically designer on his jaw and chin, “Uh sorry sir, not
good with meeting new people.” He stuttered out and out of the corner of his
eye he saw Harry’s eyes widen and look to Zayn for confirmation that the
“Tommo” had actually said something like that.
“It’s alright. Not gonna hurt ya bud.” He playfully nudged Louis’ arm with his
fist and Louis swears he could feel it leave an indent, not painful but Liam’s
flesh against his left a mark he could feel.
“Mind if an old man joins ya?” Liam pointed to the pool that was sparkling with
the lights around the deck posts now reflecting off the surface letting the
wavy white light dance on the bottom of the pool.
Regaining some confidence, “More the merrier, right boys?” Louis turned to get
a nod from Zayn and Harry who were both smiling as they stripped off their
loose clothes and a wary eyed look from Niall. Louis only shrugged him off.
He watched as Liam jumped in feet first making a loud splash and his already
dark chest hair got darker and the slight curls of them elongated now plastered
to his muscles, each cut of his abs and the curve of his pectoral making Louis’
small suit start to tighten under his ball shorts. He wondered if he should
keep them on in case something were to ahem, arise in the water, but his mind
was taken back to the pool where his three friends all jumped in successfully
splashing him head to toe and soaking the shorts and part of the deck as well.
“Come on Lou, you were the one moaning about-what was it?” Harry turned to
Niall.
“Aquatic facilities.” Niall answered for him.
“Haha! That’s a good one!” Liam guffawed out of nowhere and brought a hand to
cover his mouth, there was that fucking bicep again, so Louis being the minx he
was and he had picked out something to make saliva dry up, he slipped down his
shorts to reveal nothing but a speedo. A very tight speedo that was dark blue
with a Nike swoosh up on the hip.
He got the reaction he planned for. He saw Harry’s eyebrows shoot up his
forehead, Zayn looked like he was actually impressed-he better fucking be
impressed- Niall looked as if he was saying “really?” and Liam, well Liam was
opening and closing his mouth like a fish until he saw Louis looking at him and
he turned his head away, now shirtless he saw red creep up the man’s back.
“What do you guys think? Been saving it for a while and I figured christening
Niall’s pool was perfect.” He made a turn and didn’t forget to slow down just a
smidge as his large swell of a backside was open to the show.
“Bit tight eh Lou?” Harry’s deep voice rumbled.
Louis stay turned around but moved his head back so he could see his three
friends and Liam was still darting his eyes from Louis’ frame to down in the
water where his fingers twisted slightly, “Yeah but they’re supposed to be.
Streamline and all that.”
He slapped his bum after letting his hand glide down his dampened side and
there was a definite cracking sound at the motion. He could practically feel
Liam’s blush now and when turning back around he saw he wasn’t wrong.
He slowly dipped into the water that wasn’t cold at all, a nice lukewarm after
baking in the sun all day and turned to Niall’s father whose muscular arms were
now laid out on either side helping his bottom half float and bob, the tips of
his toes breaking surface randomly, “What do you think Mr. Payne? Do they look
alright?”
Zayn snickered as Harry rolled his eyes at Niall’s obvious annoyance. He knew
what Louis was doing. Louis just didn’t care. The older man stuttered not
making more than two seconds of eye contact, “Uh y-yeah. You look nice Louis.”
“See? Thank you Mr. Payne.” He turned and made sure to stand a bit on his toes
so the very top swell of his bum was now facing Niall’s dad, “A gentleman knows
how to compliment someone unlike you three barbarians. I look good and even he
knows it.”
Louis winked at him. The water was heating up simply from Liam’s raising body
temperature and the constant blush he had after Louis’ flirt. And he didn’t
stop the entire night swimming. Him and his three friends of course played
around, splashed each other, had races from one end to the other but what had
the oldest person there-Louis thought it hot that he was over a decade older
than him-was when the boys wanted to play chicken fight.
Zayn wasn’t having it even though Harry had told him over and over that he
wouldn’t let him fall nor would any of them let him drown so there was Louis to
the rescue and it just so happened it involved his very bulky and very handsome
conquest.
He swam over to where Liam was sitting on the pool steps as Zayn backed away
and actually began screaming as Harry tried to put him on his broad shoulders,
“Mr. Payne?”
“Liam please, you’re making me feel old Lou.” Liam smirked at him and rubbed a
hand through his hair making small droplets of water scatter over the surface.
He liked the way his name sounded coming from those stubbly lips.
“Sorry, Liam. Could you join us? Ni and Haz really wanna play and Zayn, well…”
he turned to let his and Liam’s gaze land on Zayn’s scrawny form desperately
trying to scramble out of Harry’s surprisingly strong grip yelling “HELP!”
Liam chuckled and agreed he would.
Louis calmed the commotion at the end of the pool as the two waded over to
them, “Alright boys, Niall you hold up Harry, Liam’s got me.”
“Hey! He’s my dad! I should be on his shoulders!” Niall tried to rebuttal,
Louis put up a palm, “Oh no, no family advantages. This is between me and Haz.
Besides, I can’t hold up Harry and I’d rather have someone real strong with a
grip on me.” He let his hand slide under the water across Liam’s back and
squeezed his side, felt the feather light dusting of hair just above his
waistband above his butt, it was cute. So manly.
And without further adieu they were at it, Harry’s gangly form on top of
Niall’s pale body, Liam’s massive arms flexing as his rough palms held deep
into Louis’ thick thighs. He wasn’t paying attention at all and that’s why he
lost within the first few seconds, more preoccupied with this hulking man
holding him up on his shoulders with no problem, like Louis’ weighed nothing.
He could feel the damp scratch against his inner thighs from Liam’s hair and
how his hands were almost kneading-was he massaging?-Louis’ thighs in their
grasp and how good Liam’s head felt pressed up against his crotch that was
dangerously close to swelling. He fell back into the water and his back touched
bottom and was about to kick up when a pair of thick arms wrapped around his
body and he was lifted back into the night air, spluttering just a bit, Liam’s
arms cradling him in the water, “Lou? You alright?”
He coughed a few times noticing his friends all looking at him with concern,
“Yeah, m-“ cough, “fine. Just some chlorine up the nose. No biggie.”
Liam looked down on him and bit his bottom lip, Louis wanted to do that for
him, then placed him gently back onto his feet. There was a rumbling from the
pool and the culprit was of course Niall’s stomach.
XXXX
A few hours later they were all huddled around in Niall’s bedroom, a marathon
of Charmed going about as they sipped on beer and ate their pizzas. Zayn was
the first one knocked out, three beers in and he was done for.
Harry curled up around his olive form and was snoring just as fast, the only
light being from the television casting a large strange shadow over their
conjoined form. Niall munched sleepily on his pizza as Louis was still wide
awake and enjoying his beer, he was also enjoying Piper blow up that one demon
on the screen as well.
He heard Niall yawn behind him, “M’tired mate. Shut it off when you’re done. Or
not. Don’t care.” He mumbled letting the crust fall and hit the cardboard
without a care in his head. Louis wondered if he had even swallowed at all.
He shrugged and upon checking his phone saw it wasn’t even eleven pm yet. What
a bunch of losers! Who goes to bed on the weekend this early?!
He wondered what Liam was doing though. Wondered if he was asleep or if he was
up reading, Liam looked that type, or just anything. He let his thoughts go
back to the new episode now playing where Paige was going back in time when he
heard a chainsaw rip of a snore making him jump and slosh some of his beer.
Fucking Niall.
Zayn and Harry were completely undisturbed, in fact Harry’s arm wrapped tighter
around Zayn’s bare middle to pull him in closer, he couldn’t help but smile at
the gesture and he had a feeling those two would end up together sooner than
anyone thought.
But there was that fucking snore again. He tried to ignore it. He really did!
But fifteen minutes and only catching three minutes worth of dialogue Louis
gave up hoping that the television downstairs was free because he had plenty
more beers left and he was still wide awake. Using his shirt as a carrier he
put the beers into it and stepped gently down the stairs to notice a faint blue
glow coming from the only room to the right.
Turning the corner he saw Liam was resting on the couch with his ankles crossed
on the table in nothing but plaid pajama bottoms, his muscles looked heavenly
in that glow of light, “Oh uh, sorry Mr. Payne.”
Liam jumped slightly and turned to face Louis, his feet quickly coming down
onto the carpet, “Shit! Jesus Lou, you scared me!” Placing a hand over his
heart.
“M’sorry. Mind if I join you? The boys are all asleep and I’m wide awake.” He
pulled a beer out of his makeshift carrier that was his shirt, “Beer?”
“Cool, yeah. Have a seat.” Liam patted the couch next to him and Louis made it
a point to stay bent over with his bum pressed out in his loose joggers as he
placed the multiple cans onto the table in front of them. Sitting back and
probably a bit closer than needed he cracked open another can, “Cheers Mr.
Payne.”
Their cans knocked against one another, “Cheers. And Liam, please call me
Liam.”
“Okay, Liam.” He smirked.
Louis got one in return.
XXXX
Most of the beers were gone and they shared easy conversation watching a few
programs as the night progressed, Louis was dead certain that he liked Liam.
Not just sexually wise, for obvious reasons, but he was a good person, a bit
straight laced but still he was a laugh. They shared jokes and anecdotes,
making comments on the shows they watched and it was easy for them to hang out,
Louis realized how much closer he was to the man’s shirtless frame.
He also noticed how chilly he was, the AC on high blast in the room as it was
still muggy and icky outside, springtime decided to skip itself and went
straight to summer this year. He shivered in his thin t-shirt and shorts
alerting Liam to his discomfort, with the second to last beer in hand Liam
turned, “You cold Lou?”
“Uh yeah, just a tad bit.” He rubbed his hands up his arms and he really was
cold now that Liam mentioned it.
“Here.” He pulled the thin afghan from the back of the couch and draped it
across Louis’ shoulders and pulled up his legs so his knees were pressed into
Liam’s thigh, so paternal in his actions. He didn’t remove the arm from behind
Louis’ head and his hand was burning through the thin blanket. They fell into
comfortable silence with Liam’s thumb absentmindedly rubbing across Louis’
shoulder as the history channel program continued but Louis was still cold.
He was a bit warmer than he was before but it was that certain chill you can’t
shake off, Liam noticed again, “Do you want me to turn off the AC? I don’t
mind.” He made to get up but Louis being bold threw his arm over Liam’s bare
stomach, the muscles there jumping.
“No-no, it’s fine. I like the cold, just don’t like being cold. But you’re uh,
you’re pretty warm.”
“I guess I am yeah. Is this-is this alright?” He asked the boy now settling his
head onto the man’s bare chest, felt the hair there kind of harsh against his
cheek but his arm tightened to Liam’s side and snuggled closer, he could smell
the heavy aroma of Old Spice once again and that earthy tint the man gave off.
He was intoxicating.
“This is perfect.” Louis mumbled out lifting his knees to rest atop Liam’s
thigh as the two settled again and watched the television. Louis could hear
Liam’s heart quicken as they were curled-well Louis was curled, Liam hadn’t
really moved but to cross his ankles in front of him again-on the couch and
Louis wasn’t paying much attention to the screen anymore.
He was more interested in the way Liam’s skin was so warm under him, soft where
there was no hair but the muscle under it was solid and with every tiny
adjustment they’d flex under his touch. He started to slowly rub his fingertips
up and down the man’s side getting Liam to tense under him and his one hand
still on Louis’ shoulder gripped it minutely.
Then he let his hand lower to rest on the sharp hip there, the “V” cut so
tantalizing with the shadow from the telly. He dragged his thumb across the
line there and let his breath come out slower because fuck, this was so much,
this warm figure so formidable beneath him, the thrumming of his heart
deafening in Louis’ ears.
He let his hand move back so it could now toy with the happy trail right below
the man’s bellybutton, he pulled his face back so that Liam’s nipple, a raised
nub, was now directly in line with his lips, only a few centimeters away. Liam
didn’t move. Louis did it for him.
He scratched through the hair on Liam’s abs getting them to twitch as his
breath came out moist and warm, could feel and see the pectoral under his head
was twitching slightly as well, the nipple getting harder. Something else was
getting harder too. Louis was pretty much solid as soon as he inhaled Liam’s
scent under him but looking down at his best mate’s father’s lap, there was
something growing. He grazed his knuckles down the older man’s stomach until
they nudged against the waistband of his plaid pants, the plaid stretching over
his increasing bulge, his breath coming out shaky under Louis’ head.
He continued to tease, tracing the slight compression line the man’s pants had
left when Louis had pushed the top down just so, only a fraction of an inch but
it made the bulge he was eyeing get even bigger, then something lengthened and
he bit back a moan at what lies beneath. He knew he was getting to Liam now and
yet the guy wasn’t fighting back.
When the program switched to commercial he decided to strike, he let his
fingers drag across the man’s waistband one…two…three…
Then he pushed his small hand under it and felt the boiling temperature inside
the father’s pants, he felt a thick nest of hair before he was met with smooth
skin and a fat cock thrumming in his grip. Liam’s body tensed and he sat up
straighter but Louis didn’t let go, felt the vein on the underside of his cock
pulse against his palm and his knuckles pressed against large balls.
“Lou-Lou, s-stop.” He tried to deter but Louis was working his hand now back
and forth, pumping the shaft slowly as Liam bit his bottom lip, them in a
strange sort of sitting position with Liam’s abs scrunched inward and bent
forward as Louis continued jacking him off, felt him swell even more.
“But why? I thought you were liking this Mr. Payne.” He squeezed Liam’s cock in
his hand and the man gave out a small hiss in response.
“Come on, it’s L-Liam. Call me Liam.” He was much stronger than Louis,
obviously, but he still wasn’t resisting, wasn’t even putting forth an effort
to push this boy away from him or unwrap him from around his dick.
Louis leaned in and let his lips caress Liam’s stubble and dragged his tongue
along the jaw there, working his way up to his ear as his hand started pumping
him faster, “But I like Mr. Payne. Or would you prefer…”
He whispered, “Daddy.”
That made Liam’s cock lurch in his pants and a definite moan escape his lips as
Louis’ sucked on his earlobe. Louis pulled back with a smirk, “Oh so we do like
that.”
Liam whimpered with arms flexed and hands braced, one on the arm of the couch
and the other on the back as this teenager jacked him off but his wrist was
starting to hurt at the strange angle. He pulled out his hand and pushed Liam’s
body back against the cushions, the man’s dick now a line in his pants as
Louis’ tented his shorts. He straddled the older man and let the tip of his
cock tap into the abs below him bringing their lips together.
Liam tasted like beer and spearmint, he prodded his tongue against Liam’s seam
and was allowed access, his small hands running up and down the man’s shoulders
as the older was at a loss of what to do. What do you do when your son’s friend
comes onto you like that? Apparently Louis had the answer.
“Touch me…daddy.” He moaned between their lips, his eyes were dark in the room
but Louis could see chocolate fade to black and two large hands weathered by
time were slowly making their way up and under his shirt making him shiver. He
wasn’t cold anymore.
Liam’s hands started going up and down Louis’ heating skin as their tongues
moved against each other, sloppy yet sweet kisses being exchanged between the
two as the older man’s cock was throbbing under Louis’ bum. He dipped his hands
into the boy’s shorts and cupped both his cheeks, felt the firmness of them and
how they overflowed in his palms, he squeezed them sharply getting Louis to
groan.
“Fuck Lou, what am I doing?” He asked between Louis sucking on his tongue and
biting a small mark into his throat. Louis whispered up into his ear, “You’re
about to do me daddy.”
Liam growled because fuck. He was going to. Didn’t matter. He hadn’t gotten
laid in quite some time and Louis was beautiful and they both wanted this. And
the way the boy said “daddy” made him realize he had just stumbled upon a kink
of his.
The older stood up wrapping Louis’ legs around his waist as he carefully walked
them upstairs, this boy was feather light in his arms and he continued to knead
and massage the boy’s half bare ass with his hands as Louis nibbled around his
neck and shoulders, they stumbled into the wall twice with their mouths
conjoined until a door was being pushed open and Louis was dropped onto a
bouncy bed that smelled like concentrated Liam.
The teen ripped off his shirt as Liam closed the door behind him, moaning to
himself at this lithe creature upon his bed and wanting him, it’d been too
long.
Louis removed his shorts and boxers letting his six inch cock slap against his
tummy, the foreskin was red and swollen at being rubbed for minutes on end in
the fabric, his slit had a shiny bit of precum there waiting.
Liam slipped his pajama pants down to reveal his dick, eight inches long with
the foreskin long over his head and Louis moaned seeing it, it curved downwards
just a bit and was a beautiful palish color, the head wasn’t to be seen with
the extra amounts of skin but he bit his lip moaning, “Daddy.”
He attached their lips once more, his hard cock pressing against Louis’ as the
one on top began to grind against him, their foreskins moving back and forth
sending delightful friction up their spines. Louis’ nails raked down Liam’s
toned back as the two snogged, tongues moving quickly and hands dipping into
curves and fingertips scanning muscles.
Louis rolled them over so he was straddling Liam like he did on the couch, his
lips only a breath away from Liam’s skin as he worked his way down the man’s
body, “Wanna suck your cock daddy.” He uttered taking one of Liam’s nipples
into his mouth, tickling the hair that surrounded the sensitive bud and biting
down with enough pressure getting the older to gasp.
“Please, please suck daddy’s cock.” Liam insisted and the utterance of his
debauched name made his dick lurch again, this time precum oozing from the
extra flesh that surrounded his tip.
“M’gonna suck it real good.” Louis said grazing his teeth down Liam’s abs and
bit then licked a dark mark to the “v” cut there, then he pulled up as he
gripped the man’s shaft making his hips buck up, “Then I’m gonna ride this
fucking cock. Does daddy want that?” He began to pump Liam’s shaft like he had
before downstairs, this time with more ease and the extra long foreskin now
revealed a smooth tip, the head was bulbous and wider than his actual shaft
making Louis whimper, it’d be like a plug inside him.
“Yes Lou, want it.” His back arched as Louis’ grip tightened and soon there was
a wet mouth encompassing his dick. The foreskin still covered the end but it
still felt so fucking good, the long tongue wrapping around his thickness and
tracing the few veins that line their way up his dick. Louis gripped up closer
near his mouth to pull more skin back down and that’s what had Liam moaning
loud in the room, his chronically covered tip and inner flesh was open to
friction and heat, blinding pleasure skittered through his dick and his balls
twitched as this boy breathing heavy through his nose suckled on the head.
He brought one hand down to tug and pull Louis’s hair making the boy whimper
around the fat head in his mouth, seriously it almost completely filled his
mouth by itself, getting the older’s hips to buck up again making the boy gag.
But he persisted, one hand tugging Liam’s balls that were sweaty in his palm
and the smell was clean but musky while the other wrung the cock that was still
being sucked on and slid against his cheeks, precum so bitter on his tongue.
He sucked the man off getting soft curses to fly into the air as his senses
were filled with the man on his tongue, his taste and smell and the feel of his
clammy skin in his palms. Liam was heavenly really. He suckled on the tip then
slurped up his foreskin to tease it with his tongue. He spread it around the
man’s cockhead and dipped his tongue between the two opposing sides and swirled
his tongue, Liam gasped at the double sensation.
Louis kept swirling his tongue around the head under the foreskin and every so
often would tug the skin using his lips, Liam was trembling with joy at the
amazing boy sucking his cock. He bobbed his head up and down, the wet squelch
of his mouth going over and up and down his dick making the man’s skin feel
like there were a million things going on at once. Louis bobbed his head some
more but then let Liam’s sopping wet member pop out and stuck out his tongue to
slap it against the pink appendage, wet smacks turning Liam on watching this
boy beat his mouth with his cock.
The younger beat his tongue with Liam’s cock, randomly sucking the tip back in
and pulling the extra flesh with his lips as Liam watched his cock be
worshipped. Then the boy began rubbing it all over his face leaving trails of
precum and spit to shine on his high cheekbones and small nose, “Mmm, you look
good doing that for daddy Lou.”
He kissed the tip a few times then began to jerk him off again, the foreskin
gliding so easily up and over then back down again over his monstrous head, his
sensitive inner flesh being rubbed by Louis’ palm making him twitch, “Daddy,
want you to cum in my mouth. Wanna taste you.” He purred out getting Liam to
groan cause fucks sake. How did he get so lucky?
“Anything you want. But please baby, let me fuck that tight ass. I bet you’re
so fucking tight for me.” Liam snarled because yes, he had been checking out
Lou basically the entire time they were swimming. Who could blame him really?
Louis released Liam’s cock that fell and bobbed above the man’s hip, his
foreskin livid looking and pink with the enormous veins now throbbing, he
crawled up and attached their lips again bringing one of Liam’s hands back
around to press between his own ass cheeks and dragged across his awaiting
entrance, “So tight for you daddy. Want you to fuck my little boy hole. Fuck it
real good.” He bit Liam’s lip then released it.
Liam wasted no time in positioning himself between Louis’ thighs now spread,
bottle of lube in one hand and condom in the other, ribbed both sides for
maximum pleasure. He reveled in seeing Louis’ chest heaving slightly, the small
swell of his tummy so adorable with the sheen of sweat across it, looking like
an angel in the half moonlight that filtered through the window.
Louis’ feet were planted on the bed as he watched Liam’s husky form be framed
by his legs, soon the man’s fingers were covered in something shiny and slick
and they were rubbing circles around Louis’ hole. The younger was holding onto
the pillow his head rested on with tight fingers while the other palmed his
erection, curved upwards so his thin slit was aimed at his face.
“Do it daddy.” He commanded breathlessly and he inhaled a deep gulp of air as
his rim was breeched by two fingers that slipped inside with little to no
resistance. He felt his body tense around the intrusion and his cock under his
palm swelled a little bit feeling that fullness once more, that delicious
stretch to his most intimate of body parts.
“Fuck. You’re so tight.” Liam moaned feeling smooth walls now clamp around his
digits, he slowly pumped his fingers in and out, in and out, loving the way the
hole they invaded was at his mercy and had to allow him entry, the rim getting
warmer by the second. He eyed Louis’ little body beginning to writhe upon his
bed, the boy looking already blissed out at only a few minutes of him fingering
him open.
“Tight for-oh fuck-you daddy.” Louis really liked calling him daddy. His body
was alight with feelings, the fullness and that dull burn and the slight nudges
to his tender spot that made his legs jerk and his dick jump under his palm.
Liam was an expert at this, he could tell. The man soon was pumping faster, his
fingers now milking the boy’s small prostate with ease making Louis whimper
each time it was dragged over.
His back arched and a few loud pops were heard when Liam’s third finger slipped
in, his hands so much bigger than Louis’ so this was one hell of a spread. Not
even the few guys he had slept with-Harry being one of them-was this big or
this skilled at what they were doing. Liam was a master and Louis was his
slave.
“Oh god!” Louis mewled now fisting his cock as Liam finger fucked him, his
knuckles slamming into the cheeks making them jiggle and his whole body shake
on the bed with each push. Liam was breathing heavy watching this boy come
undone just by one hand, three fingers waving inside his body and building up
to the crescendo of finality.
But then he slipped out getting Louis’ eyes to fly open and make a grumbled
sound of protest, Liam just smirked and leaned forward then down, pressing his
steadily leaking cock-no seriously, like dripping cause watching Louis like
that and he hadn’t had someone else in a while, well let’s just say he had back
up reserves-against Louis’ now throbbing one.
Their mouths moved faster than before with Louis bucking his hips up then
pressing his ass down to retrieve that friction, that feeling Liam was giving
him before but Liam was too busy sucking on Louis’ tongue to give the boy that.
“Daddy!” Louis whined hoping that the new established name for the bedroom
would get him what he wanted. He even jutted out his bottom lip into a pout for
good measure. Liam smirked above him as a few beads of sweat dangled from his
chest hair and slipped over his shoulders to splash onto Louis’ already
dampened body.
“Shhh baby, thought you were gonna ride my cock?” He nudged Louis’ nose with
his. Louis’ eyes lit up.
That’s right! He had totally forgot about that. Three fingers like Liam’s
taking you to ecstasy and back was enough to make any person forgetful.
He flicked his tongue up at Liam’s top lip getting the man to chuckle and
rolled them back into their original position, Louis was well prepped for
Liam’s cock but even then it’d take a bit of time to get used to something that
big. Not that Liam’s cock was supremely thick and honestly he was the perfect
length at eight inches but that fucking head of his, it nearly filled Louis’
entire mouth with how wide and mushroom like it was. A butt plug with a pulse.
“Of course daddy. M’sorry.” He leaned back down attaching their lips again as
Liam made a small sound like a laugh then whispered, “S’okay. Come on now.” He
tapped Louis’ cheek a few times and it was weird how it was so sweet yet so
forceful-the daddy thing mainly-and also how very easy it was. Like this wasn’t
the first time they had had sex or like it wasn’t that Louis was Liam’s son’s
friend.
Louis stayed straddled on Liam’s waist as he ripped open the condom wrapper and
with a bit of fumbling was pinching the reservoir tip and painstakingly rolling
it over Liam’s exposed head, the extra long foreskin he had was pulled tight
downward so it bunched in a fat roll around his cock near the base covered by
the latex. Louis wanted Liam’s every last inch of nerves to know nothing but
what he could give him.
He held Liam’s thumping and now latex covered dick in his hand and hastily
coated it with lube, the squishy sounds of it accompanying Liam’s moans and
Louis’ quickened breath. He pulled himself up and let the engorged head press
against his slackened rim, knew it was still going to be a tight squeeze even
after Liam fingered him for twenty minutes. He began his downward fall and
Liam’s head started to spread his hole wide, real fucking wide.
He whimpered and scrunched his eyes shut as the father’s dick was splitting his
walls open and his rim stretched so the muscle was taut. Liam held Louis’ hips
in a gentle grip and rubbed circles into the slight line there, holding himself
back from just thrusting up, he knew what it was like for someone to take his
cock, not that he would brag but he was pretty big, especially that head of
his.
“S’okay baby, take as long as you want. You’re doing great.” Liam sat up using
those amazing abs to sit and not even disturb or distress Louis as he slowly
sunk down. Liam’s lips pressing gentle kisses to his chest and tickling the
boy’s nipples as the widest part of his head was finally pushing through.
“Doing so good for me baby.” He whispered and bit down on Louis’ nipple just as
the rest of his head popped into Louis’ body.
“Oh...daddy…oh…Liammmm.” Louis hummed reacting to immense pressure against his
sweet spot, flashes of white and red and gold against his eyelids feeling his
body react to sinking farther down and down and down. The worst part was over
as Liam’s hands rubbed up and down his cheeks, the tips of his fingers easing
the hole by spreading more lube around where his dick speared open the
teenager.
“That’s a good Lou. Taking my cock so good.” He moaned as Louis finally sat
upon his lap, their faces now inches from each other. He brought their lips
together tenderly as Louis started rolling his hips, small whimpers and gasps
being absorbed into the older man’s mouth.
They stay like that for what felt like eons as Louis adjusted to the plug like
cock head of his friend’s father, slipping back and forth inside his tunnel
while his walls conformed around the head and dipped tighter to hold the shaft.
He felt not only the pressure of Liam’s cock inside him but also the ribbed
texture making his skin tingle and nails dig into Liam’s meaty shoulder.
Soon he got faster, the slip easier as his cock was half soft between them. He
bounced on Liam’s lap, their eyes never straying far from one another’s as he
rode the man making the bed squeak, breaths fanning each other’s face with lips
raw and sore.
“Oh daddy, feels so good inside me. So good.” He stuttered out as he bounced up
and down then let his head fall back and rolled his hips feeling Liam swirl
inside him, his prostate under constant beautiful pressure. He felt Liam’s lips
attach to where his clavicles conjoined to his sternum sucking a mark.
They fucked like that. Louis’ hands and nails staking their claim in Liam’s
thick shoulders as the man being rode into oblivion sucked marks across the
boy’s chest and neck leaving him looking like he was attacked and not fucked
blissfully.
“You feel so good Lou. Don’t know how long I’ll last.” He moaned as Louis used
his body weight to press the man back down into the bed, his small hands now
grasping small tufts of chest hair and using his hips to lift up then down, one
after another, felt the plug like head move inside his passage. He let out
sounds of euphoria mixed with disbelief at the feeling, it was slightly
uncomfortable, bottoming always is, but it always toed the line of what was
good and what wasn’t.
Liam was well over the line of good.
His cheeks slapped down against Liam’s pale thighs and hips, the sounds getting
louder along with Liam’s cursing and the few “cracks” he left to Louis’ cheek
leaving them stinging as the boy hissed. His hair was soaked with sweat now as
he rode the man and Liam was slippery under his grip. Liam’s rough hands worked
from the boy’s hips to up his sides and tweaked both his nipples getting Louis
to let out a wail of delight and frantically beg, “Oh daddy, please! Liam
please touch me! God I need to cum!”
Liam watched as Louis sat up and his softened cock was limply smacking his
abdomen as the boy rode him harder, his hips not really rising or falling
anymore, more like what you do on a mechanical bull making the man’s eyes roll
back. He gripped Louis’ flaccid cock and quickly pumped him to life, he could
feel Louis’ already suctioned canal get tighter as his dick filled with blood.
He thumbed the slit and pulled his hand away just briefly to spit into his palm
then brought it back down to Louis’ now rigid dick, pumping him fast and using
his calloused palm to rub around his head and expose the flesh of his inner
foreskin. “Oh fuck, oh fuck!”
Liam squeezed Louis harder and the boy made ever increasingly higher sounds as
his body finally succumbed to release and with a few short tugs he was done
for, his legs cramped in their position as his slit shot forth wide sprays of
his seed across Liam’s body and splashing his face, it was clearer than white-
the longer a man goes without cumming, the more clear and watery it becomes-and
it wracked his body with shakes and his hole and tunnel vibrating around Liam’s
member.
Liam sadly couldn’t hold on. The feel of Louis’ walls suffocating him in the
rubber material and feeling his hot boy juice splatter against his body had him
toppling over the edge of his own orgasm. He held onto Louis’ dick as it
pathetically dribbled into his happy trail while the other hand grabbed the
boy’s hip and his much stronger legs pressed his cock farther into Louis’
tunnel lifting the boy up into the air as his cum filled the condom.
Heady spurts of white and clear filled the sleeve while he gritted his teeth,
“FUCK!”
His body flexed under Louis’ raised form, his thin legs shaking at the
fulfillment of his release, Louis whimpered above him softly in the air feeling
the already massive head of the cock inside him swelling even more and the
pressure increasing due to the volume of his explosion, even the bunched
foreskin midway to his base seemed to fatten inside Louis.
Liam’s hips dropped as his high began to ebb, he was still seeing stars and his
legs felt like jelly as Louis stay on top of him with both hands planted into
Liam’s cum and sweat covered chest, his arms pushing himself up with Liam’s
heavy breathing and panting.
The boy collapsed onto the man’s chest, both hearts racing and blood rushing
red and oxygen filled through their veins. He released Louis’ limp and sticky
cock and put both hands on the boy’s bum that was hot to the touch, he kissed
his head as Louis was still gulping for air, “M’sorry.”
Louis sat up shakily, “For what Liam?”
He had a contented look upon his face as his fingers rubbed through his spray
and the hair there.
“Know you wanted me to cum in your mouth but fuck, I couldn’t stop myself. You
were so damn tight and when you came I just-“ Liam tried to explain but was met
with a chaste kiss that soon turned a bit heated like before. Their tongues and
lips easing down the intensity of their fuck session.
He pecked Liam once more, “I can still taste you…daddy.”
Louis started to wiggle his hips, Liam’s cock now softening inside him and
pulling his leg back over there was a definite “pop” and Liam’s dick was free
and fell to dangle between his thighs, beaten yet sated.
Louis took the base of the condom and began to peel it off Liam’s dick and the
older man would’ve started to get stiff again at what he watched. Louis lifted
up the condom by the tip and opened his mouth, Liam’s creamy sperm dripped into
his mouth and over his lips as he licked them, humming at the saltiness of it,
he squeezed the man’s cum from the condom until he honestly couldn’t get
anymore then went down to suckle Liam’s now soft cock clean, lapping it up from
inside his foreskin that covered the head once more.
It took a few minutes but all of Liam’s juices were removed and now warm in
Louis’ belly. He smiled as he wiped his mouth free of his fucker’s cum and Liam
opened his arms up. Louis gladly obliged.
“That was hot Lou. Christ.”
Louis snuggled into the rather disgusting cooling mixture of his seed and
Liam’s sweat but he was too tired to care, “Next time I want it fresh from the
tap though.” He said sleepily flicking Liam’s dick with his forefinger where it
flopped to rest on his hip.
“Next time?” Liam pondered. Louis raised his head with a look of almost
judging, “Duh next time. You think this was a onetime deal? I mean I can be if
you want.”
Liam thought about it.
“Nah, that was too much fun. Plus uh, I like it when you call me daddy.”
“I like calling you daddy. You’re a DILF anyway. A dad I’d like to fuck.”
“Well good thing you already did.”
They kissed for a bit longer until they snuck down the hall and showered, they
checked on Niall’s room where the three were still fast asleep. When Louis got
redressed in Liam’s room it took him ten minutes just to leave again, both of
their dicks hardening again as they kissed but Liam tapped his rather sore bum
making him yelp quietly and sent him to bed.
XXXX
The next morning Zayn and Harry were busy at the stove when Niall walked in
rubbing his eyes, “Where’s Lou?” he asked getting used to the light and
stretching upwards.
“Don’t know.” Zayn shrugged, Harry mimicked him.
The answer to his question came in about five minutes later with Louis wearing
one of Liam’s huge jumpers and his father with a massive purple mark to his
throat. Niall’s eyes nearly popped out of his head.
“You didn’t.”
Louis looked at him confused, “Didn’t what?”
Niall was in front of them stretching out Louis’ collar to see that there were
over ten marks across his chest and shoulders, he then inspected his father who
tried to fight away as Harry and Zayn laughed, he had marks too.
“You didn’t!” He cried.
“Didn’t what Niall?” Louis pondered but couldn’t keep the grin from crossing
his face and Liam simply blushed and walked away to help with the pancakes.
Niall started to walk past his friend but raised his hand high above his head
and brought it crashing down right in the center of Louis’ cheeks, right onto
his hole that was extremely sore sending Louis crumpling to the floor and
holding his bum making a hissing sound. Liam rushed over to help his teenage
fuck buddy off the floor with a look of concern.
Niall noticed the exchange, “You did! Aw! AW! UGH! YOU GUYS! YOU DID IT?! I-WH-
UGH!”
He left the room with Zayn and Harry both cackling and Liam gingerly setting
down Louis into a padded chair in the kitchen. He didn’t talk to either of them
for a week.
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