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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      One_Direction_(Band)
  Relationship:
      Harry_Styles/Louis_Tomlinson
  Character:
      Harry_Styles, Louis_Tomlinson
  Additional Tags:
      Incest, Sex_Toys, Spanking, Rimming, Smut, AU, Daddy_Kink, Dirty_Talk,
      Riding, Begging, Fluff
  Stats:
      Published: 2013-10-25 Words: 7566
****** The Secret Shoebox ******
by dirrtylarry
Summary
     One afternoon, Louis happens to find a mysterious shoebox underneath
     Harry’s bed. After learning of its content, Louis decides to confront
     Harry about what he has found.
Walking into Harry’s bedroom, Louis quietly hummed to himself, his hands
clutching the freshly washed sheets that he had ironed and folded. He walked
closer to Harry’s double bed with a fond smile on his face at the scent of his
son, a strong but fruity smell that lingered around the room. He continued to
hum the same tune while he placed the clean sheets on top of the pillows to
then strip the ones on the bed.
It was something Louis liked to do on the days he had time off work; using his
desired freedom to clean around the house. He liked being able to make it
better and seem more homely for him and Harry, making sure the living room was
tidy and the kitchen gleaming, all with a sweet spray travelling around the
different rooms.
Chucking the sheets from the bed to the floor, Louis picked up the folded ones
to spread out across the duvet. He skilfully worked to cover the duvet, making
sure the entire quilt filled the white sheet. His hands gripped to the sides of
the duvet as he shook it out, allowing the sheet to fall to the opposite
corners.
Louis moved around the bed to fasten the buttons at the bottom of the quilt,
fixing the sheet in place. He straightened the duvet out on the mattress then
used his hands to smooth any creases, wanting to make the bed look more tidy
and presentable for when Harry arrived home from school.
Pleased with his work, Louis walked around the bed again, remembering the used
sheet he had dropped to the floor. He stood closer to the sheet before leaning
down to pick it up, his eyes unintentionally swerving to the side to glance
underneath the bed. He frowned at the dark blue shoebox he could see, half
covered by an old jumper of Harry’s.
Finding his confusion had become too much, Louis reached out to pick up the
shoebox from under the bed. He straightened himself up and took a better look
at the rectangular box, designed with a logo of shoes that Louis didn’t even
know Harry owned. He knew it was wrong of him to snoop but something about the
box made him curious, leaving him eager to know of the contents.
Louis held the sheet and the underneath of the shoebox with one hand while his
other lifted the lid, allowing him to see the different sex toys that were
inside. He gasped in shock as he stared at the toys inside of the box, as well
as the tall bottle of lube that appeared to be half full.
Reaching his hand into the box, Louis gripped his fingers around the base of a
thick dildo, the colour of it intended to resemble skin. He gulped as he held
up the toy, not quite believing that Harry would use something of that size. He
suddenly felt a tingling in his stomach at the thought, his mind filling with
images of Harry sprawled out on his bed with the toy inside of him and his hand
pushing it in and out as he let low moans slip through his lips.
Louis’ eyes widened at the scene playing out in his head. He could feel his
jeans becoming tighter at his crotch, making guilt fill his stomach. He bit his
bottom lip as he stared at the dildo in his hand, the girth of it thicker than
anything he had used on himself. His thumb slowly ran along the length of the
dildo, the rubber hard and firm, as he kept the same image of Harry inside of
his head.
Ignoring the guilt that pooled at the bottom of his stomach, Louis looked away
from the toy in his hand to the ones in the box. He felt his arousal increasing
as he stared at a light blue vibrator, the size slightly smaller than the
dildo. He heard Harry’s moans getting louder in his head, imagining him
writhing on his bed with the vibrator inside of him and on the highest power
setting.
Louis swallowed and carefully placed the dildo back inside the box. He moved
the lid over the top to cover the contents, even though the sight of the
various toys remained inside of his head. The tingling sensation in his stomach
only increased and spread around his body, making him feel more aroused at the
new and filthy thoughts that had filled his mind.
Glancing down towards his crotch, Louis groaned low in his throat, taking in
the view of his growing bulge. He slowly dropped his hand to cover the bulge,
allowing him to lightly rub his palm against the denim of his jeans. He closed
his eyes, feeling more guilty now that he palmed himself in his son’s bedroom
after thinking about his son using the sex toys he had found.
Louis groaned at how it sounded. He blinked his eyes open again and moved his
hand away. He looked back to the shoebox in his hand and considered putting it
back where he had found it. He knew that that’s what he should do, but
something stopped him. His arousal continued to build up inside of him as he
thought of confronting Harry instead.
Feeling too turned on from the sudden excitement, Louis chose to keep hold of
the box. He turned around and walked out of Harry’s bedroom, deciding he would
wait until Harry came home from school before he would return the box and deal
with the growing bulge at the front of his jeans.
-
As soon as Harry had finished school and had returned home, he hastily made his
way up to his bedroom, giving his Dad a quick greeting when he had passed him
in the kitchen. He would usually stay and talk about his day and how football
practise had gone, but today Harry rushed to be in his bedroom to have the
privacy he desperately needed.
Dropping his school bag to the floor, Harry kicked his shoes off and closed the
door to his bedroom. He could feel how tight his erection was pressed to the
front of his school trousers, his bulge only getting harder from the excitement
of having release.
It was only during the last lesson of school that Harry had felt an arousing
tingle inside of his stomach, causing his cock to twitch beneath the material
of his clothes. He would usually try to control himself around his English
teacher, but after seeing Mr Malik dressed in tight trousers that clung to his
thighs and his bum, Harry couldn’t help but get hard under his desk.
Harry groaned to himself at the clear image of his teacher inside of his head,
enough to make him more desperate to have his hand around his cock. He moved
closer towards his bedside table to pick up his laptop before placing it in the
middle of his bed, his hand lifted the top to then switch the machine on.
While the laptop fired up, Harry fumbled with his school clothes to get them
off his body. His white shirt dropped from his shoulders as his fingers
unfastened his trousers, allowing them to fall down his legs to sit at his
ankles. He moved his trousers aside then glanced up at his laptop to see the
desktop now showing on the screen.
Harry climbed on top of his bed and sat comfortable against the headboard. He
brought the laptop closer to him and clicked to open the internet, his right
hand occupied with palming himself through his boxers. He clicked on his
bookmarks and opened up the second link, displaying a video site on the screen.
Moving the cursor around the screen, Harry clicked to open a video that caught
his eye, with the title: ‘Horny twink manhandled by older man’. He felt another
rush of tingles fill his stomach as the video loaded, the thought of his
teacher roughly bending him over his desk or pushing him against a wall played
out in his head.
With the volume on low enough for only Harry to hear, the video began to play
on the screen. Harry moved the cursor to expand the video before he glanced
down at his crotch, teasingly let his fingers slide against the shape of his
bulge. He slowly slipped his hand beneath the material to lightly grip his
erection, the small contact making him shudder and whimper.
Harry looked back to the laptop screen to see a young boy being pushed back on
a bed by an older man, both of them naked with their lips together. He moaned
as he watched, uncontrollably imagining the scenario happening with himself and
his teacher. His hand steadily began to stroke up and down on his cock, still
confined by his boxers.
The video played out to show the young boy on his hands and knees with the
older man dipped behind him, slowly licking around his hole. Harry bit his
bottom lip and groaned at the sounds the boy was making, causing him to tingle
all over. He watched the close up of the man’s tongue swirling around the boy’s
hole to tease before he continuously pushed it inside.
Harry stopped the movement of his hand to bring it back out of his boxers. He
sat up on his bed, keeping his eyes on the screen of the laptop to watch how
the boy was quickly stroking himself at the same time as the man was licking
around his hole. He reached his hand down to move underneath his bed in an
attempt to grab his box of toys.
He frowned with confusion as he moved his hand from side to side, not finding
the box that he always put in the same spot under his bed. He quickly paused
the video then stood up from the bed before bending down to look underneath,
only to be met with his jumper on the floor.
Oblivious to Harry, Louis stood in the doorway of the bedroom with the shoebox
in his hand and his gaze locked on the way Harry was bent looking under his
bed. He felt the same tightening in his jeans as before just from seeing
Harry’s small body with only a pair of black boxers covering his bum.
"Looking for this?"
Harry blinked with surprise, not expecting to hear the sound of his Dad’s
voice. He stood up and turned around to see Louis stood near the door of his
bedroom. His eyes lowered to see the rectangular box that Louis held in his
hand, the one that Harry had been searching under his bed for.
His eyes widened with fear once realisation had set in his mind. He glanced
from the box to look back up at Louis, who stood with a patient look on his
face. He gulped and opened his mouth to speak, feeling his entire body flush
with embarrassment.
"I- um." Harry began, not entirely sure what he should say. His cheeks blushed
and his fingers nervously played with the top of his boxers. He blushed more
when he remembered his bulge that still clung to the material of his boxers,
now on full show to Louis.
The silence around the room seemed to increase as Harry nervously bit his
bottom lip. He always behaved well to not upset or anger Louis; he loved their
close bond too much to ever give his Dad a reason to be mad at him. His cheeks
flushed again at the thought of Louis shouting at him for finding his secret
box of sex toys.
"I’m sorry." Harry eventually spoke again, keeping his head lowered to avoid
looking at Louis. His heart beat wildly beneath his chest as he waited for
Louis’ response, already guessing it would be to say how disappointed he was.
Louis couldn’t help but feel guilty just from seeing the fear and worry on
Harry’s face. He didn’t plan for Harry to become upset or have to apologise for
what he had found, instead he wanted to let him know it wasn’t such a big deal.
"Harry, loot at me." Louis softly spoke, silently hoping he hadn’t made things
weird between them. He had never used an angry tone with him before and never
needed to punish Harry, and he didn’t want to start now. He gave a small smile
when Harry slowly looked up at him. "You have nothing to be sorry for."
Harry felt a warming sense of relief wash over him at Louis’ gentle tone.
“You’re not mad at me?” He asked, sounding confused that Louis hadn’t been
angry for what he had found.
"Of course I’m not." Louis assured, keeping his small smile in place. He opened
his mouth then briefly stopped to let his words process in his head. "Why would
I be mad at you for doing something I do myself?"
Harry’s cheeks blushed at Louis’ words, having the sudden thought of Louis
using his own toys on himself. He swallowed and looked away again, remembering
previous times when he had heard the sound of Louis moaning in his bedroom,
assuming that Harry was asleep.
"I think it’s good that you’re experimenting." Louis spoke again, causing Harry
to look back up at him. "I never had anything like this at hand when I was your
age." He added, nodding towards the box. "So it’s good that you’re able to use
them."
Harry looked towards the box in Louis’ hand and he blushed again. Even though
it felt weird talking to his Dad about the sex toys that he owned and used
often, it also added more tingles to his stomach and uncontrollably increased
the arousal he had felt.
"Besides." Louis continued, his eyes looking back down at the box, recalling
some of the toys he had observed. He lifted his gaze back to Harry and slowly
sucked in his bottom lip. "It’s a good collection that you have here."
Harry stood in a stunned silence, watching Louis slowly and carefully remove
the lid from the box. More heat spread around his body as Louis looked inside,
his eyes taking in the different types of toys. He swallowed and tried to
ignore the way his fingers unintentionally lowered slightly to rub against his
bulge.
"This looks rather exciting." Louis boldly commented, reaching his hand into
the box. He glanced back to Harry as he lifted out a cord of different sized
sphere beads, the toy a dark red colour and made out of silicone.
Harry swallowed as he looked at the toy held between Louis’ fingers. “I haven’t
used that one yet.” He shyly told, feeling his cheeks blushing like before.
Louis suggestively raised an eyebrow then placed the beads back into the box.
His eyes fell on the thick dildo, making him think of Harry gasping and moaning
with his hand pushing the big toy in and out of himself.
"Now, this one," Louis began, his voice becoming lower and more husky. His hand
closed around the base of the dildo before he brought it out of the box,
allowing Harry to see which one he was referring to. "Something tells me this
is your favourite."
Not helping the red blush that remained on his cheeks, Harry slowly nodded his
head, feeling his cock twitch inside of his boxers. He thought about the many
nights he had spent with the dildo, gently easing the toy inside of his hole a
bit at a time. It had taken him a while to get used to, having to stop and try
again the next night, but with enough practice Harry soon grew to love using
the thick toy.
"I like knowing I can take something that big." Harry confessed, finding his
nervousness slip away and being replaced by confidence. He stared at the toy
then up at Louis, noticing the way his eyes remained on the dildo.
Louis kept his eyes on the toy for a while longer, not quite believing that
Harry could use something of that size. He thought about the small number of
toys he owned himself, none of them comparing to the size of the one in his
hand.
"Well, I did raise you to be brave." Louis remarked, adding humour to the
situation. He smiled wide at Harry as the sound of his son’s laughter filled
the room, making any sign of awkwardness between them fade away.
With his hard cock beginning to throb in his boxers, Harry let his fingers rub
against his bulge like before. He felt his body slip into the pleasure he felt,
a reminder of how horny he had already been before being interrupted. His eyes
turned to his bed as he remembered the video on his laptop, still paused and
waiting for him to return to it.
Turning back to Louis, Harry cleared his throat then opened his mouth, already
feeling his cheeks flush. “Can I-um.” He stumbled, glancing down at the box to
finish his sentence without continuing to speak.
Louis took the hint after glancing back down at the box, and looking over at
the laptop on Harry’s bed. He felt another bolt of excitement spread around his
body from the view of the video, paused to show a young boy with his mouth open
from moaning and an older man behind him with his head dipped to the boy’s bum.
The sight of the video made Louis’ arousal rapidly increase. His jeans
tightened even more as the thought of Harry watching the video with the dildo
pushing in and out of him. He felt tingles inside his stomach as he imagined
the boy being Harry and he was dipped behind him, licking all around Harry’s
hole.
Louis gulped and looked away from the laptop, feeling a mix of guilt and
pleasure. He glanced back to Harry to notice how his fingers rubbed against his
bulge, almost as if Harry was desperate for any kind of contact. He looked up
to let their eyes meet, feeling a sense of excitement take over him.
"You can have your box back on one condition." Louis stated, speaking with a
thick and heavy tone. "You let me use some of them."
Harry blinked as Louis’ words settled in his head. He bit his lip then nodded
his head. “You did always say I should share my toys.” He joked, raising an
eyebrow with a cheeky smile on his face.
Louis lightly chuckled, nodding his head in agreement. He glanced down at the
box before looking back to Harry, keeping a smirk on his lips. “I meant, use
some of them on you.”
Harry’s cheeks seemed to flush more than they had since he’d arrived home from
school. He felt his arousal only grow in his stomach as Louis’ words played
over in his head, unwillingly causing his cock to twitch at the offer. He knew
it would be wrong to agree, though his heart raced and his erection remained
hard, leaving him desperate for contact.
"After all," Louis spoke, slowly flicking his tongue across his lip. "I am
intrigued about how well you can take these." He admitted, holding the box up.
He smirked, briefly dropping his eyes to Harry’s bulge. "And I think you could
do with some help, yeah?"
Harry nodded his head. “Yeah, I- that would be good.” He spoke, accepting
Louis’ offer to help him.
Any concern of the situation being wrong faded from Harry’s mind as he walked
back over to his bed, his cock still twitching with excitement and anticipation
of what was about to happen. He leant over his bed to reach for his laptop
before he closed the top to place it back on his desk.
"Get on your hands and knees for me." Louis instructed, moving to stand at the
foot of the bed. He placed the box down on the mattress then quickly stripped
out of his top and jeans, leaving them to scatter on the floor.
Harry held his bottom lip between his teeth as he pushed his boxers down his
legs, allowing his hard and leaking cock to spring free of its confinement. He
followed Louis’ instruction and knelt up on the bed on his hands and knees,
facing the headboard.
Louis’ eyes travelled down the dip of Harry’s back until they stopped at his
bum, causing Louis to groan low at the curve of his cheeks. He slowly climbed
up onto the bed to kneel behind Harry, unable to stop his hands from roaming
his skin, gently moving them over each of Harry’s bum cheeks.
"My, what a pretty little bum you have!" Louis noted, his voice soft and sweet.
He smiled when he heard a small laugh escape Harry’s lips, making his heart
flutter beneath his chest.
Louis kept his eyes on Harry’s bum as he used his thumbs to separate his
cheeks, exposing Harry’s hole. He gulped at the sight then slowly moved forward
to press a soft kiss to the spot right above the hole, making Harry gasp at the
teasing brush of his lips.
"Do you want Daddy to lick your beautiful hole, baby?" Louis asked, his voice
sounding more rougher but still sweet.
"Yeah. I really want that." Harry admitted, feeling the cold air of the room
directly hitting against his exposed hole. He gulped and tried to steady his
breathing after finding the anticipation was becoming too much. "Please,
Daddy." He added, needing Louis to give him what he felt desperate for.
Louis groaned, feeling his cock twitch in his boxers at Harry’s reply. His
fingers spread on each of Harry’s cheeks to hold them open, allowing him access
to his hole. He slowly moved closer again and dipped his head, this time to
drag his tongue down in a thick line against Harry’s hole.
The sudden contact made Harry gasp and jerk forward with his body tingling all
over. He swallowed and caught his breath as he desperately pushed back into
Louis’ tightly gripped hands, silently hinting for more.
"Did you like that, baby?" Louis softly asked, keeping his mouth close to
Harry’s hole. "Do you want more of Daddy’s tongue?"
"Yes." Harry instantly replied, already sounding breathless. "Please, Daddy. I
need more."
"You’re desperate for it, aren’t you?" Louis commented, repeating the same
action of sliding his tongue in a line against Harry’s hole. "So desperate for
me to lick that gorgeous hole." He added, swirling the tip of his tongue all
around the circle of Harry’s hole, earning a gasp and a whimper.
"I didn’t realise you were such a slut." Louis spoke again, feeling a rush of
excitement from the harsh tone to his voice. He moved forward to press the pad
of his tongue against Harry’s hole, slowly moving it around the small circle.
"So eager for whatever I give you, aren’t you?" He finished, once he had pulled
away.
After hearing only breathless moans and more whimpers leave Harry’s mouth,
Louis gripped his fingers into each of his cheeks, roughly massaging the tender
skin.
"Tell Daddy you’re a slut, Harry." Louis ordered, sounding impatient from
Harry’s previous lack of reply. He swallowed as he waited, allowing him to
taste Harry on his tongue.
"I’m a slut, Daddy." Harry answered, his voice already wrecked. "Need it so
bad." He continued, almost with a plead to his words. "Need to be filled,
Daddy." He added, swaying his bum back towards Louis in an act of desperation.
Louis growled then lifted up his right hand, only to quickly drop it back down
on Harry’s cheek, making a loud smack sound fill the room. He felt a shiver run
down his back as his arousal continued to increase just from the sound of
Harry’s loud moans, and the control he suddenly had.
"You’re not even ashamed, are you?" Louis asked, in a surprised and mocking
tone. He repeated the same action and hit his hand against Harry’s cheek,
earning more loud moans. "You don’t even care how desperate you are. You’ll
just take whatever I give you, won’t you?" He noted, hitting Harry’s cheek for
a third time.
A loud and breathless moan left Harry’s mouth as he felt Louis’ hand drop back
to his cheek, holding the same tight grip as before. The added pressure to the
sore mark on his skin made his body tingle and his cock twitch, leaking pre-cum
on to the sheets.
"Such a bad slut." Louis muttered, before dipping his head to continue pressing
his tongue against Harry’s hole. He licked all around the circle, making Harry
moan and gasp at how his tongue darted in all directions, moving quick to add
to the pleasure. He pushed the tip of his tongue inside the small circle before
moving it in and out, his hands pressed flat to each of Harry’s cheeks.
"Oh." Harry moaned out, feeling his entire body tingle and flush with heat. He
turned his head in an attempt to look back over his shoulder, only just being
able to see how Louis had his head lowered and pressed close to his bum. He
groaned at the view then turned forward again, feeling his cock twitch like
before.
Moving his head away, Louis swallowed the taste then lifted up on the bed. He
glanced towards the box and reached inside for the bottle of lube. He squeezed
some of the liquid on two of his fingers then placed the bottle down on the bed
as he moved closer to Harry again.
"Bet you can’t wait to have that pretty hole filled." Louis lowly spoke,
holding his free hand to Harry’s hip. His other moved back to his hole,
allowing Louis to ease a finger inside. "Tell me how much you need it, Harry?"
Harry fought to catch his breath as Louis’ finger moved in and out of him,
making him moan at the pleasure. “Need it so much- so bad.” He breathlessly
answered, his cock twitched just at the thought of being filled. “Love having
my hole stretched, Daddy. Feels so good.”
Adding a second finger, Louis groaned at Harry’s response, his words making
Louis’ cock throb inside his boxers. He concentrated on sliding two of his
fingers in and out of Harry, both of them stretching his hole to get him
prepared for the different toys. He watched as Harry’s hand escaped beneath his
body in an attempt to finally wrap around his hard and leaking cock.
"Move your hand away." Louis ordered, still moving his fingers back and forth.
He waited until Harry reluctantly obeyed and dropped his hand from his cock
before he reached his own hand up towards Harry’s hair to grab a fistful. He
leant forward over Harry’s body to hover his lips close to his ear. "Sluts
don’t get to cum when they want."
Harry closed his eyes as he felt another rush of pleasure take over his body.
The serious tone to Louis’ voice, the tight grip he had on his hair, the way
his fingers continued to slide in and out of him to stretch him ready, all felt
too much for Harry. He had never had so much pleasure, he felt electric and as
though his body was on fire.
"You only cum when I say you can. Understood?" Louis told, purposely pressing
his crotch against Harry’s bum. He gripped tighter to Harry’s hair after only
receiving a gasp as a reply. "I said, is that understood?"
Harry gulped and moaned, feeling his head starting to spin. “Yes, Daddy.” He
answered, though wanting nothing more than to drop his hand back to his cock.
Louis smirked then removed his hand from Harry’s hair. “Good boy.” He praised,
purposely speaking with a gentle tone. He lifted his body back up then slowly
pulled his fingers out of Harry, already missing the tight heat he had felt.
Wiping his hand on the sheet, Louis sat back on his heels as he kept his eyes
on Harry’s bent over form. He bit his bottom lip, feeling his cock twitch from
the sight of Harry’s stretched hole. “Lay on your back for me, baby.” He softly
instructed, rubbing his hand against the bulge in his boxers.
Harry followed the instruction and turned over to be on his back, allowing him
to see the hard bulge in Louis’ boxers and the look of lust on his face. He
relaxed against the mattress while he watched Louis reach into the shoebox,
adding excitement to the anticipation that Harry already felt.
"I think we’ll need this." Louis announced, choosing a blue, silicone cock ring
from the box. He held it up for Harry to see before he moved closer to him, not
waiting for a response before he carefully rolled the ring down to the base of
Harry’s erect cock.
Moving back to the box, Louis picked out the cord of beads, the toy that had
left him curious before. He squeezed more of the lube onto his fingers then
rubbed them against the toy, making sure the ten different sized beads were
covered.
"Ready to give this one a try, baby?" Louis softly asked, kneeling between
Harry’s stretched legs, his feet flat to the mattress.
Harry nodded his head with his bottom lip between his teeth. He held his breath
as Louis lowered the toy towards his hole, easing the first two beads inside of
him. The small spheres tickled as they easily slid inside, working to build the
pleasure when two more beads pushed into his hole.
"How does that feel?" Louis asked, keeping his eyes up at Harry. He held the
circle ring at the opposite end of the cord while he hesitated to push the toy
in further.
"It feels good- feels tingly." Harry replied, feeling the bottom of his stomach
fill with more tingles from the toy. He glanced from Louis then down to the
toy, seeing the bigger size of the next awaiting bead. "More, Daddy." He
requested. "Need the bigger ones."
Louis groaned at Harry’s eagerness then pushed the next bead into his hole,
becoming more turned on by the pleasurable noises Harry made. He watched the
sphere stretch into Harry’s hole, skilfully taken with ease. His eyes moved
back up to Harry. “Want another, baby? You’re doing so well for Daddy.”
Harry nodded his head, feeling another bead slip inside of him, this one bigger
than the last. He moaned with his lips pressed together, having more tingles
fill his stomach. His body flushed as the pleasure increased, making him moan
out in desperation. “Need more, Daddy. Need so much more.”
Louis thoughtfully moaned, slowly pulling on the ring of the cord to gently
ease it out. “I think I know what you need.” He understandingly told, hearing
Harry moan more as the beads individually left his hole.
Placing the beads beside the box, Louis reached his hand inside again, this
time pulling out the thick dildo. He smirked when he heard an excited and
desperate moan leave Harry’s lips, confirming that the toy was what he needed.
"You wanna show me how you use this, baby?" Louis offered, slicking up the toy
with a generous amount of lube. "Put on a little show for Daddy?" He added,
holding the dildo out for Harry to take.
Harry gulped and nodded his head, feeling a burst of excitement around his body
from being allowed to use his favourite toy. He lowered it between his legs,
holding the base of the dildo while he teased the head of it against his hole.
"Yeah, that’s it, baby." Louis encouraged, intently watching the way Harry
teased himself with the toy. "Show Daddy what you can do."
Harry bit his lip as he glanced up at Louis, only feeling more turned on by
being watched. He dropped his eyes back to between his legs as he gently pushed
the head of the dildo into his hole, instantly feeling himself stretch around
the toy.
"Oh, fuck." Harry uncontrollably moaned, forgetting himself for a moment. He
blushed and quickly looked up at Louis with his heart pounding, suddenly
worried he would be angry at him for swearing.
Louis sensed Harry’s worry and gave a soft chuckle. “You can swear if you need
to.” He allowed, finding it amusing how swearing was the only thing Harry
seemed worried about doing in this situation.
Feeling relief wash over him, Harry smiled gratefully then glanced back down.
He worked to steady his breathing as he slowly pushed the dildo further into
him, the wide girth stretching his hole with each inch that filled him. He
moaned low in his throat, starting to feel dizzy from the intense pleasure.
"How does it feel, baby?" Louis curiously asked, keeping his eyes on Harry’s
movements while his hands began to pull his boxers down to his knees.
"Feels so big." Harry simply answered, still pushing the dildo into him. He
stopped once he had reached the part he could manage, leaving only a small bit
of the toy not inside of him. "I feel so full, I love it." He added, holding
the toy in place while he looked up to see Louis now completely naked.
"That’s why it’s your favourite, right?" Louis asked, wrapping his hand around
his hard cock to steadily stroke himself. "You love the stretch of it, and how
it makes you feel so full." He observed, noticing how Harry sneaked quick
glances to where Louis’ hand moved up and down on his cock.
Harry travelled his eyes up to Louis as he began to bring the dildo out of
himself, only to push it back in. He moaned as he repeated the same action,
creating a steady pace of pushing the toy in and out of his hole. He watched
with curiosity as Louis picked up the bottle of lube to squeeze some of the
liquid on to his fingers like before.
"I always like to imagine I’m being taken by someone older." Harry confessed,
continuing to watch Louis as he parted his knees then reached behind him to
ease a slicked up finger inside of himself. "Someone with a cock that’s so
thick and so big, and he makes me take it all." He added, moving the toy faster
as he continued to watch Louis, only assuming he would be using a toy on
himself like Harry was.
"Fuck." Louis moaned under his breath, feeling a tingle in his stomach from
Harry’s confession. He leant forward with one hand on the bed and his other
behind himself, pushing in a second finger along with the first. He pushed them
both back and forth, stretching his hole with each thrust. "Is that what you
want?" He asked, glancing up at Harry. "Being made to take a big cock?"
Harry moaned and nodded his head. “I think about it all the time.” His hand
continuously moved the toy in and out of him, being pushed further in now that
his hole had stretched even more around the girth. “I imagine I’m pushed
against a wall, or thrown on a bed.” He told, playing the scene out in his
head. “And I’m fucked hard and fast until I’m gripping the sheets with my
breath caught up in my throat.”
"Fuck. You are a slut, aren’t you?" Louis noted, more to himself than to Harry.
He gently pulled his fingers out of his hole then straightened up on the bed,
looking over Harry’s pleasured form. His eyes lowered to Harry’s cock that
remained hard and leaking pre-cum, patiently waiting to be touched.
Reaching his hand back to the box, Louis pulled out the vibrator. He generously
coated the toy with lube then shuffled closer to Harry, kneeling between his
legs like before. “Slow down, baby.” He instructed, waiting for Harry to steady
the pace of his hand on the dildo. “That’s it. Want to see you take this for
me.”
Harry let out a deep moan as he slowly eased the dildo from inside of him. He
quietly whimpered at the loss of contact, now feeling empty and still desperate
for more. His breathing became heavier when Louis took the dildo from him then
eased the vibrator inside of him, making him moan at the smaller sized toy.
Louis dropped the dildo next to the box then kept his focus on the vibrator,
slowly pushing it further into Harry. He wrapped his hand around his cock to
steadily stroke after feeling a rush of tingles from the sounds of Harry’s
moans.
"I think we’ll start on the second setting." Louis announced, once the toy had
been pushed in a little further. "Something tells me you can handle it." He
added, smirking up at Harry as he switched the dial on the end of the toy,
starting it up on the second power setting.
"Oh, that’s so good!" Harry moaned with excitement, the sensations of the
vibrator making him tingle all over. He tipped his head back on the bed,
feeling his arousal increase rapidly.
Louis moved his hand away from his cock then leant forward to hover over
Harry’s body. His fingers closed around the cock ring then he gently lifted it
up, moving it away to drop into the box. He moved back then dipped his head to
press soft kisses to the bottom of Harry’s stomach, moving down in a line. His
lips brushed against the head of Harry’s cock, earning a gasp and a loud moan
from the sudden contact.
He swirled his tongue all around the head before taking it into his mouth,
pushing his lips down a little. He lifted his mouth back off then licked across
the tip, allowing his tongue to lap up the drops of pre-cum that still leaked
out of Harry’s cock. He swallowed then looked up through his eyelashes, “Are
you gonna let Daddy ride your cock?”
"Oh, fuck." Harry moaned out, shocked and excited over Louis’ question. He
quickly nodded his head, feeling his cock throbbing with anticipation. "Yeah.
Please ride me, Daddy."
Louis smirked then moved up on the bed to straddle Harry’s hips. He reached his
hand behind to take hold of Harry’s cock, allowing him to guide the head of it
towards his hole. His eyes stared down at Harry as he gently sat back on his
cock, slowly taking the head of it inside of him.
"Oh, baby." Louis deeply moaned, bringing both of his hands around to place
them on Harry’s chest. He bit down on his bottom lip as he adjusted to having
Harry inside of him, the fairly big cock filling his hole.
"Does it feel good?" Harry asked, not hiding the curiousness to his question.
He stared up at Louis with his eyes big and sparkling, wanting nothing more
than to give Louis the same amount of pleasure that he had been given.
Louis lightly laughed as he nodded his head, feeling amazed and overwhelmed by
the knowledge of having Harry inside of him, already making him tingle with
arousal. “So good, kitten.” He told, adding slight reassurance to his voice.
No time was wasted as Louis began to lift himself up and then drop back down,
creating a steady rhythm. He lifted one hand from Harry’s chest to wrap around
his cock, stroking himself at a fast pace.
Harry moaned low in his throat at the intense pleasure of having Louis taking
his cock, and also the strong vibration from the toy inside of him. He kept his
eyes on Louis to watch how he bounced up and down, then he slowly moved his
hands up to hold each of Louis’ hips, his fingers lightly pressing to his skin.
"Feels fucking amazing having you inside of me." Louis told, staring down into
Harry’s eyes. He bit his lip, feeling his cock twitch in his hand. "You’re
making Daddy feel so good, baby."
Harry moaned in response, enjoying giving Louis pleasure. His hands gripped a
little tighter to Louis’ hips now, still watching how he bounced up and down
with a look of intense pleasure on his face. “It’s so tight.” He moaned out.
“You feel incredible around my cock.”
"Yeah, you like that, baby?" Louis asked, purposely slowing his movements to
take more of Harry into him. He smirked at the pleasure clearly written on
Harry’s face, then he picked up the speed, bouncing faster than he did before.
"Think you can handle the next setting?"
Harry swallowed and nodded his head, needing more of the pleasure he felt. He
kept his hands to Louis’ sides as Louis reached his hand behind him to change
the power setting of the vibrator, causing Harry to moan loud over the quiet
buzzing noise. “Oh, fuck.”
Wrapping his hand back around his cock, Louis fell into the quick rhythm of
stroking himself and bouncing up and down. He tipped his head back, memorising
exactly how it felt having so much pleasure. His head lowered again to see
Harry staring up at him, allowing him to see the desperate look on his face.
"I can’t- I’m not- fuck, Daddy!" Harry stammered, his entire body flushing with
heat. He could feel his orgasm fast approaching, making him moan out at the way
his stomach tingled and his muscles clenched. "Daddy, I’m so close." He warned,
staring up at Louis with big eyes.
Feeling the pit of his stomach tingle with the approach of his own orgasm,
Louis gently lifted himself up, keeping his hand around his cock. He moved on
the bed to kneel beside Harry’s body then he reached out his free hand to grab
the end of the vibrator, switching it off before carefully bringing it out of
Harry.
He placed the toy near the box then moved closer to Harry’s side. His hand
gripped to the base of his cock as he knelt either side of Harry’s shoulders,
changing his position to hover over Harry’s body. “Open your mouth for me,
baby.” He instructed, allowing him to slide his cock into Harry’s open mouth.
Harry instantly moved his head back and forth, holding his hand at the base of
Louis’ cock while he sucked it up and down. He moaned around the girth when he
felt a tight, warm heat wrap around his own cock, making him throb into Louis’
mouth.
Their lips worked at the same time, sliding up and down at the same quick pace.
Louis bobbed his head and took as much of Harry into his mouth as he could
manage, wanting to bring him closer to his orgasm. His fingers loosely wrapped
around Harry’s balls to gently massage them as he sucked, making Harry moan
again around Louis’ cock.
"Fuck, so close!" Harry moaned out, after taking his mouth from Louis’ cock. He
glanced down to see Louis’ mouth sliding further down to take all of his cock,
the view enough for Harry to buck his hips and moan uncontrollably loud. "Oh,
Daddy, I’m gonna cum!"
Louis kept his lips around the head of Harry’s cock and stroked him through his
orgasm, allowing the white liquid to fill his mouth. He moaned as he swallowed,
enjoying the taste of Harry on his tongue. His mouth lifted off as soon as
Harry finished, his tongue lapping up the last drops of cum from the tip.
As Harry focused on regaining his regular breathing pattern, he turned his
attention back to Louis’ cock. He used his hand to stroke up and down, pressing
the head to his closed lips with his tongue flicking out to taste the pre-cum.
"Are you gonna make Daddy cum, baby?" Louis asked, leaning back slightly to
allow him to see how Harry worked his cock. "Do you want my cum in your mouth?"
"Yeah." Harry answered. "I wanna taste you, Daddy." He added, glancing down at
Louis with an innocent look on his face.
"Oh, fuck, baby." Louis moaned, feeling his body tingle and his head spin. His
hips jerked forward as he moaned loud, spurting his cum straight into Harry’s
open and waiting mouth.
Harry gave a grateful moan as he happily swallowed all that was in his mouth.
He moved his lips away then slowly licked all around Louis’ cock to lap up any
drops of cum before he lowered his hand.
Lying on his back on the bed, Louis breathed heavily with his chest rising and
falling at a quick pace. He swallowed and let out a deep breath, feeling overly
satisfied. His head lifted slightly to allow him to see the tired look on
Harry’s face, clearly noticing how his eyes were on the verge of shutting.
"Come here, kitten." Louis softly spoke, keeping a warm smile on his face as he
held his arm out. His smile only grew when Harry shifted on the bed to lay with
his head on Louis’ chest, and kept safe with Louis’ arm wrapped around his
body.
"Thank you for not being mad." Harry quietly spoke, feeling his body relax
against Louis. "And for being amazing." He added, speaking through a yawn.
Louis chuckled to himself, burying his fingers into Harry’s hair. “I could
never be mad at you.” He answered, gently running his fingers through locks of
soft, brown hair. “My little boy.”
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