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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      One_Direction_(Band)
  Relationship:
      Harry_Styles/Louis_Tomlinson
  Additional Tags:
      Brother/Brother_Incest, Younger_Harry, Older_Louis, Hand_Jobs, Blow_Jobs,
      Comfort
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-09-05 Words: 1940
****** Make It Better ******
by tommysinful
Summary
     Older brother Louis comforts younger brother Harry. Neither knew what
     would end up happening next.
Louis was just coming home from school and upon entering his house he knew
something was wrong. Call it instinct, intuition or the fact that his home was
completely silent, but he knew there was something wrong.
He couldn’t find Harry.
It was an everyday occurrence that when Louis would leave school-quite a happy
17 year old senior this year-he could find Harry, his 13 year old brother, sat
in front of the telly or loudly singing in the kitchen making food after
school. Every day this happened.
Harry’s middle school let out an hour earlier than Louis’ so he was always home
first.
But today he was nowhere in sight and that worried Louis. Automatic big brother
protector came roaring to life.
“Hazza! Where are you love?” He called through the house. The downstairs was
empty and silent. He investigated upstairs then thinking maybe his little
brother had a long day and was napping or something. Opening Harry’s door he
saw a Harry shaped lump under the covers and sniffling.
He cautiously stepped inside, “Hazza?”
“Go away.” Came a small shattered voice.
“Harry, what’s wrong baby?” He sat on Harry’s bed and rubbed what he believed
to be his arm.
“Lou, just sod off will ya?” Harry said a little more forceful.
“Hey!” Louis pulled the blanket down so he could see his little brother’s face,
he had tear tracks and puffy cheeks and his lip was bitten red. “Now what’s got
you talking to me like that? Of all people.”
Harry never got snappy with his big brother, which was his best friend.
“M’sorry Lou. Just kids at school.” He shrugged his shoulders.
“Aw baby love, what did they say?” He cooed to him. The two were always
affectionate, loads of pet names and gentle touches. Louis brushed a curl from
his forehead then began carding his fingers through the chocolate locks. Harry
purred.
“Nothing important.”
“Bollocks, you tell me what happened. Did someone push you around? You’re not
getting beat up are you cause I swear to fuck Harry, I’ll beat every last one-“
“NO Louis, no one’s beating me up.” He stopped his brother mid sentence before
he went on a tangent then brought out the cavalry of Louis’ friend to rough up
kids younger than them.
Louis kicked off his shoes and pulled open the blanket to scoot in and wrapped
his arms around Harry’s waist so they lay face to face, Harry relaxed instantly
in the touch. “What’d they say Haz?”
“Just, ugh, fucking what’s his name, James. He said that I’d never get anyone
to like me since I’m so weird looking. He went on about my hair and how lanky I
am and all this other shit and it hurt Lou. Am I ugly?” Harry’s green eyes were
swimming with doubt.
“No love, you’re not anywhere near ugly.”
“You’re saying that cause you’re my brother Lou. You have to say that.” He
grinned and a dimple popped out.
“No I don’t have to do anything cause you’re my brother. You are very good
looking Harry. I love your hair.” He kissed his head.
“And your eyes, so pretty and green.” He kissed both his closed lids.
“Those dimples make people weak in the knees love.” He kissed the dimples.
“And your handsome face is just so handsome.” He littered his face with kisses
and he finally got a giggle and a real laugh out of the young boy. He made him
feel better.
“What about my lips Lou?” He asked nicely and smiled.
“Of course I love your lips, all plump and pink.” He smiled and kissed his
brother. They’d kissed before, not on the lips other then when they were
little. This was different though because once their lips connected neither of
them pulled away.
They stayed like that, both their eyes closed, and breathing through their
noses.
Louis pulled back and saw Harry’s green eyes flutter open and he looked soft
and vulnerable and childlike. And Louis liked it. So he leaned in again and
kissed him. Then again. Then again.
The fourth time he brought their lips together Harry’s hand had come up to hold
the back of Louis’ neck and deepen the kiss. He slipped his young tongue into
his older brother’s and explored his mouth. Louis did it back and their eyes
stayed closed as the two began to heatedly snog in the bed.
The sounds of kissing were loud and soft moans and whimpers were swallowed
hastily while Harry’s one hand played with the short hair on the back of his
neck and Louis’ hands were buried in chocolate curls. Harry moved over slightly
and hooked one leg over Louis so his foot pressed his bum and smushed them
together.
Harry moaned when his bulge was smashed against Louis’. The older didn’t even
realize he was hard but sure enough there it was. His cock had stiffened and
now he realized how very hard he actually was. Fucking solid steel in his
pants. Harry felt the same actually and Louis moaned into Harry’s mouth feeling
how very big his younger brother was at his age.
Their two clothed groins were pressed and pushed against each other repeatedly,
Louis in his school khakis and Harry in a pair of sweats, and the sweat started
to break on their foreheads under the covers. Harry having a free hand pushed
then kicked them off never once breaking their kiss of bathing tongues and lip
biting. Louis rolled on top of him with their groins rubbing next to each
other. Harry’s was pointing up his body while Louis’ was to the side. The older
rolled his hips so their cocks were massaging each other and the twin heated,
flesh confined cocks swelled and throbbed each time.
“Fuck Harry.” Louis whispered out slightly while Harry nibbled his jugular. He
had his eyes closed and mind focused on how he was dry humping his little
brother. He’d never once thought of anything like this happening but here it
was. He’d blame teenage hormones and being constantly horny because of his very
sinful actions at this point.
“Kiss me Lou.” Harry’s voice was deep naturally but now it was sex riddled and
coarse and Louis growled hungrily attaching their lips feeling his cock ache in
his pants. He was loving this friction though and to be honest he was sort of
scared at how exactly it would go if they didn’t have the barriers of fabric.
He could feel the front of his boxers beginning to dampen from precum and sweat
and now the fabric had more pull so his foreskin was starting to pull back.
“Jesus fuck, oh my god.” He moaned out as the dampened fabric rubbed his
foreskin and now the tip of his thick cock in his pants. Harry had his arms
wrapped around his brother’s neck with their lips and tongues in constant
motion. Both their mouths were sore and swollen but it was so nice having
something familiar yet undoubtedly foreign.
Then Harry’s long arms went down to claim Louis’ ass and press him down harder.
Harry was about the same size as Louis but much more broad so really; he looked
like the older one. His large hands squeezed both cheeks and spurred on the
movements his brother was doing. Rolling his hips and their stiff cocks were
being massaged with heat and fabric he pressed up into Louis’ downward thrusts
and hissed at the release of pleasure.
Harry’s blood was boiling and he wanted to take control. He wasn’t exactly
dominant but he wanted to be right now so with strength he possessed-even
though he was skinny he was still strong-he rolled Louis over. The older sort
of squeaked and watched as Harry’s eyes peered down at him, black with lust, he
smirked and Louis didn’t know where his little brother had gone and in his
absence this dominant boy was on top of him and rutting their groins harder and
faster each time.
He wasn’t about to ask either because Harry only smirked and crashed their lips
together again. He was going for the kill at this point by sucking on Louis’
tongue and breathing heavy through his nose feeling that coil heat up in his
stomach. His brother was supple and soft underneath him but his cock sure
wasn’t, the line of it was stark in his khaki pants and he angled himself just
right to slide up and down the protrusion so that both were moaning and
grasping onto anything they could find. Louis tugged Harry’s curls while Harry
left a bruise to Louis’ hip and the other pulled his hair.
Harry sped up his grinding and Louis’ breathing began to match up to it. Louis
was light headed at the pleasure coursing through his veins, his skin was
alight with nerves and his cock was pressed and rubbed with damp friction. He
was close.
Harry’s cock was soaked by now, he was a bit of a gusher with precum, and it
stained his underwear and even began to soak through his sweatpants leaving a
very dark mark against the gray material. His long cock was rigid and firm and
now begging for release at this point. He let his tongue bathe his older
brother’s mouth and he knew it was time when Louis tugged his curls just so.
Breathy he pulled up, “Gonna cum Lou.” And it came out strained through his
teeth.
Louis leaned up and bit his throat and suckled leaving a mark, “Me too.” He
whined out.
Harry’s hips stuttered and with a few more rubs he came. His cock spurted and
splashed his cum all in his sweatpants officially soaking the front leaving his
cock slightly sticky and covered in white. He pressed hard into Louis’ groin as
his orgasm came out and he felt Louis throbbing against him.
Louis felt his little brother shudder above him and the wetness of his spunk
was now soaking through his own khakis and feeling the warm liquid begin to
seep onto him and the friction and weight of Harry on top had him arching his
back slightly-Harry was pretty heavy-and he exploded in his pants. His thick
cock shot ribbons of cum into his underwear and the two were soaked in the
front, the wet sticky fabric sounded weird rubbing together along with their
heavy breathing and small curses.
“Fuck Lou.” Harry smirked above him and kissed him again slipping his tongue
into his mouth.
Louis started kissing back but reality kicked him square in the brain.
YOUR. LITTLE. BROTHER. DUDE.
Louis pushed Harry off and began backing away, “Harry, Hazza, oh my god I’m so
sorry! I didn’t mean-we shouldn’t have-mum and dad-wha-how-what the fuck!”
Harry was up and backing Louis into the semi-closed door and it shut with a
resounding click. Harry only smiled seeing Louis’ terrified expression.
“Lou, it’s okay. You have to admit that was fun. In fact,” he dropped to his
knees and quickly unzipped his wet school pants and pulled out his softening
cock drenched in cum, “we could do stuff like this more often really.” And he
only fluttered his eyes closed as his puffy pink lips wrapped around Louis’ cum
covered cock. He moaned tasting the salt of the semen and sweat and the
vibrations, the actual feeling of a rough tongue and wet mouth plus the sheer
immorality of it had Louis stiffening almost instantly.
And as Louis’ second orgasm was sucked from his cock-Harry swallowed-Louis
figured that his little brother probably forgot everything that happened at
school that day.
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