"What the fuck does this even mean?" Harry angrily whispers to himself as he tries to solve a calculus problem for the 16th time. This is Harry's first day in his second year of uni and has no idea how he got registered to take a calculus class when his major is musical therapy. "I'm giving up on this shit tonight. I can't think about it for another second," he says as he's packing up his belongings to leave the library. "I'm just gonna ask the professor tomorrow for some help."
As he is walking out of the library, he can't help but notice the most gorgeous guy he's seen on campus sitting by himself. He appears to be having the same conversation with himself Harry had moments earlier.
"I guess he doesn't get calculus either." Harry mumbles and continues his walk on home.
The next day after calculus class, Harry walks up to his professor to introduce himself.
"Hi Professor Collins, I'm Harry Styles."
"Hi there Harry, what can I do for you?"
"Well professor, last night I really had trouble with the homework and I know it's only going to get harder so I was wondering if there were any study groups or help that you know of?"
"I actually have a student teacher assistant this semester that has said he's willing to tutor. Here's his number so you can set up a time."
"That would be perfect. Thank you so much!" And with that, Harry is out the door and doesn't hesitate to begin typing in the number on his phone. He goes over his text to make sure it is grammatically correct and academically appropriate before hitting send and waiting for a text back.
Harry is sitting in the library when he hears his phone ding and begins to get excited when he sees its the tutors reply. All it read was "Tomorrow. 7pm. Library- 3rd floor."
"Damn, he's not much of a talker." Harry wonders what kind of tutoring he's gonna be in for with this type of response.
The next day Harry waited anxiously throughout his classes until 7pm for his tutoring session. On the third floor, he looks for the tutor but to no avail could he find him. He finally decides to call the number and is surprised to find it is the same guy he saw the first night in the library all by himself.
He walks over to the table ready to introduce himself when he gets interrupted. "You're 2 minutes late. Next time you pull that shit, I won't be here."
"I- I apologize sir, I couldn't find where you were." Harry is almost in tears from how harsh he was spoken to.
"My name is Louis and I'm your professors teaching assistant. Sit down and get your stuff out so we can start." Harry scrambles to get his backpack off and his ass in a chair before Louis gets any more annoyed.
"I'm Harry by the way."
"Yeah, I know. Let's just start."
Over the next couple weeks, Harry tries his hardest to not get flustered over his tutor but he can't help how he makes him feel. Even if he is a complete asshole to him for no apparent reason. He decides to get drunk one night at a bar and makes the riskiest move ever.
"Hi Professor Louissss" Harry slurs on the phone.
"Harry? What are you calling me for? It's 2am. And why is it so loud?"
"I'm at a bar but I'm all lonely and I wanted to talk to someone while I drive home."
"Drive home? Harry you are not driving home like that. I'm coming to pick you up. Where are you?"
Harry texts him his location and within 15 minutes he's in the front seat of Louis' car.
"What were you thinking tonight Harry?"
"I was just sad and lonely so I went for a drink." Harry says quietly, as if he's ashamed of his answer.
"Look, I get it but there are other, safer, ways of dealing with that. It just brings up memories of me and someone I loved." But what Louis wasn't telling Harry is that his boyfriend passed away in a car accident 3 years ago.
"I'll tell you what Harry. I'll bring you back to my place and you can sleep it off on my couch."
"Okay!" Harry said a little too excitedly but all Louis could do was laugh. He knew Harry had a crush on him but Louis didn't mind. He found Harry attractive as well and knew they were both adults if they wanted to pursue anything.
The next morning Harry wakes up first and decides to go to Louis' room, only to find Louis naked, still sleeping with the blanket halfway down his ass. But Harry's gasp woke Louis up with a startle and an apology falling from Harry's lips.
"I'm so sorry Lou. I didn't mean to intrude on your personal space."
"Harry, it's okay. No harm done." Louis smiled at the fact he called him Lou. "How are you feeling anyways?" Louis asks as he brings his sheet up to his chest.
"Yeah, I'm alright besides this headache." Harry says standing in the doorway.
"Harry, you don't have to stand there. You can come sit on the bed."
It was almost as if Louis could tell he was eager to join him in bed.
"Well thank you Lou. How was your night?"
"It was pretty lonely, I won't lie to you. It got better when I picked you up though."
Harry's heart fluttered at that, that he made Louis' night better.
"I'm glad I could make it bet-" Harry was cut off by Louis grabbing his face and kissing him.
"God I have wanted to do that for the longest time." Louis smiled cheekily.
"Kiss me again." Harry begged as he basically shoved Louis' mouth onto his.
"I want you Lou" Harry breathed into his mouth.
At this point, the sheet somehow got thrown onto the floor already and Louis' cock was so hard, it was throbbing with precum dripping down his veiny shaft.
"Fuck Harry," Louis moaned as Harry grabbed Louis' cock and started stroking it, circling his tip with his thumb slowly.
"What do you want from me Lou?" Harry said devilishly, knowing what he was doing.
"More Harry, please. I need more." Louis begs with every slow stroke.
"You're so fucking hard and all I've done was stroke you. Imagine how you'll feel when I-" Harry couldn't even finish his sentence because Louis had gotten up and flipped Harry onto his stomach.
"I'm sick of waiting. I'm going to do what the fuck I want with you when the fuck I want to." Louis aggressively pulls Harry's jeans and boxers down his legs. He bites his lip at how delicious Harry's ass looks.
"Oh fuckkkk Louis," Harry is pleasantly surprised at the warm intrusion at his asshole. Louis starts spitting and rimming Harry's tight warm hole, going in and out with his tongue.
"Yeah, I bet you like that, don't you baby?" Louis smirks knowing what he's doing.
"Please daddy," is all Harry can muster up.
"Please daddy what baby?"
"I need more daddy. Please. Fuckkkk" Harry is begging like his life depends on it now.
Louis spits on two of his fingers and slides them into Harry's ass, finding the spot that he knew would make him fall apart. He fingers Harry's ass and he pulls his hair.
"Yeah, you love this, don't you you dirty slut?"
"Fuck yes daddy, mmmm"
Harry gets on his knees and jerks his throbbing cock while Louis continues pounding that tight hole with his fingers.
"Come here and suck daddy's cock" Louis says, cock already in his hand.
Harry grabs Louis' cock and immediately starts to suck the tip. He continues going lower while moaning, seeing how Louis' eyes are starting to roll in the back of his head.
But Louis can't take anymore and grabs Harry's head and shoves his cock down his throat, faster and faster throat fucking him. At this point there are tears in Harry's eyes and so much spit falling down Harry's chin.
"Fuck baby, yeah. Take this cock."
Before Louis realizes, he's about to cum. He stops and shoves Harry onto the bed. He spreads Harry's ass, grabs his cock and thrusts it right into that tight hole.
"Shit daddy, oh my god." Harry is screaming so loud Louis is sure his neighbors can hear but he doesn't give a fuck right now. Louis is pounding that tight warm hole and smacking Harry's ass while pulling his hair.
"Choke me daddy" he hears Harry say and doesn't need another request before his hand is around Harry's throat and he's fucking him so hard the headboard is banging against the wall.
"Yeah my little slut. You love this daddy dick in your tight fuckhole, don't you baby?"
"Yes daddy, breed your slut."
"Beg for it baby. Beg daddy for his cum."
"Please daddy. Breed this hole. I want to be your cumslut. Please cum in me daddy. Please," Harry says on repeat.
"You really want it baby?" Louis asks, reaching around to grab Harry's cock and stroke it.
"Yes daddy, please." Harry moans out.
"Then you need to cum with me baby." Louis was so close to cumming but he wanted to make sure Harry was too.
"I'm so close daddy."
"Cum with me Harry." And as soon as Harry heard Louis say his name, he felt his balls filling up and his cum shooting out all over his leg and the bed. Louis felt Harry's cock pulsing and immediately shot his load deep into Harry's asshole, filling it up with his cum.
"Fuck Harry."
"Fuck Louis."
"That was amazing. I needed that," Louis said.
"What does that mean for us though?" Harry asked, afraid of the answer.
"I like you. You like me. Let's just see where it goes from here." Louis replied.
"Sounds good to me Lou." Harry says as he kisses him.
Okay guys!!! I hope you enjoyed it! It was a little more difficult for me because I haven't wrote in so long but I hope you guys liked it! 🙈 as always, I hope you're all staying safe, healthy and warm! Love you babes!
Mouse ❤️
