I swore.

1.

"Yes mom, I know. Lock the doors, don't let anyone in, and no parties. "
"And-"
"Andd there's food in the microwave."
 "Okay but-"
"But nothing mom, it's three days. I think I'll manage."
Jay sighed. "I know sweetie, I just worry about my boobear."
Louis murmured a 'i know' before engulfing his mom in a tight hug. He wanted to point out he wasn't her little boobear anymore, he was 20 now. Not to brag, but he'd had sex atleast 3 times. It doesn't seem like a lot, you know- with him being the most popular guy in school and all. But it was considering he didn't even enjoy it. Every girl in school was drooling over him, from his eyes that seemed to be a different color of blue everyday, to his tanned skin and abs. You'd think he didn't notice girls purposely touching his hair, fantisizing about pulling it. Some even wrote fanfictions, with more than a million views. He'd read a few, and they all seemed to be pretty- sexual. People who didn't know him wrote 'imagines' about him. Model agencies offered him jobs. And, quite honestly, he didn't know why.  He'd done nothing to be popular except be attractive and play football. I guess those are the standards now. 

Normally on days like these, when no one was home, he would blast heavy metal and play video games, maybe workout. He wasn't allowed to do a lot of things when his sisters were home.  Phoebe and Daisy were on their school trip and Lottie wasn't coming home until Friday because of her exams. But today, he raced upstairs and pulled out his laptop, instantly switching to incognito mode.  

C'mon, don't blame him. Just because he hadn't done it so many times doesn't mean he didn't need the pleasure. And talking of pleasure, his morning wood was especially hard today. 

He scrolled through the millions of girls and guys, finally reaching his usual.

styles_19
Live Streaming Now

Great.
He rubbed himself over his pants with one hand, as his other opened the link. Nobody was there at the moment, just a few comments and music playing in the background. Ugh, why wasn't he getting hard? He reached under his boxers and gripped his cock. Fuck,fuck,fuck. He was so fucking horny. 

The screen went black for a second, and came back on with a bum and hole positioned right above the camera. And that did it. "You want me to fuck myself, daddy?" 
Now with his jeans and boxers on the floor, and his member painfully hard, he typed with one hand:
pimpdaddy28: touch your cock for daddy 

There was a moan from the live. A finger slowly worked its way into the pink puckered hole. Groans made Louis pump harder, his hand slipping from the keyboard to clutch the bedsheet. Two more fingers slipped in, making Louis moan so loud he was sure the neighbors heard. "Fuck daddy, that feels so fucking good." Louis eyes fluttered shut. Fuck that feels good. 
"I want to feel your dick." A dildo appeared on screen, and disappeared into the hole. "Daddy,you feel so good in me." 
Louis breathed out a fuck.
pimpdaddy28: deeper. 
It went deeper. "I'm gonna cum daddy i'm going to cum all over you."
Fuck, fuck yeah. 
"Daddy, oh, i'm going to-"
Louis pumped furiously, getting closer to his high.
pimpdaddy28: cum for me
"I'm about to-"
The screen went blank.
Wait, what the fuck? Louis took his spare hand and moved it over the keyboard. 
Working on updates, do not shut down.
Guess he'll have to finish himself.

(a/n: yes i did give you smut first chapter thank you v much. so yeah tell me if you like it before i get too cocky.)