Mr. Tomlinson (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 6

I'm woken up by moans and groans coming from Jakes room. I sit up in bed. They can't be can they?

I lift the duvet up and climb out of bed opening the door of my bed room going across the hall again. I stop at the door and put my ear at the door all I cam hear now in heavy breathing and whispers. I slowy open the door as quietly as I can. Both of them are in bed. I walk further into the room and Harry let's out a moan "there right there" he whimpers. I've got to stop him. I walk over towards his bed and lean over him grabbing his shoulders with my hand shaking him slightly his moaning gets louder "F-fas-ter Mr Tom-mlinson" he's dreaming about me. "Harry" I whisper yell. I'm surprised Jake hasn't woke up.

"Harry" I shake him slightly harder

His eye's start to flutter he pulls my head down and attaches his lips with mine. He starts to move his hard against mine. I push him off "Not here" I say "Follow me" I stand up straight and walk back over towards my room. I look behind and he's following. He turns around and closes Jake's door. I sit at the foot of my bed and wait for him to enter my room "could you lock the door?" I ask him and he does. He then comes and sits next to me.

"What were you dreaming of?" I question him "What was I doing to you Harry?" 

He looks at me and smiles "Eating me out, fucking me... Please take me. I need you" Harry begs and I just nod. "Please"

"What do you want me to do?" I ask.

"Kiss me" He bites his lip. I lean forward and I'm met by Harry's lips. He starts to move his lips against mine, I start to move mine picking up the rhythm of the kiss. I push him back with my hands so he's lying on my bed.

I pull away from the kiss both of us smiling. I sit up on his croch area and reach for the bottom of his top and pull it over his head. He pulls his body up and attaches our lips again in a hard passionate kiss. His hands travel from my shoulders down to my stomach then puts them in my boxers. I push him back down "You look hot. Do you know how hard it is not to rip your clothes off whenever I see you?" I say sucking his nipple. Harry moans

"Eat m-me out" he whispers in a moan. I sit back up and move inbetween his legs. I slowly unzip his zip on his jeans "hur-ry up" he says

"Needy?" I laugh. I yank his trousers down his legs. I then pull his boxers off and his boner springs free. "Hands and knees" I kiss his thigh.

He gets on his hands and knees

And thats when I am woke up by my alarm.

I open my eyes and look around.  That was just a dream. A dream. I reach over to my phone and swipe the screen turning my alarm off. 9:00 A.M. I look down at my painful erection. I've got to have a cold shower fast.

I get out of bed and walk into my ensuite bathroom.  I turn the shower on and take my boxers off.

I rub my eyes, as I can't believe I've just had a wet dream about my sons best friend.

I have a shower then put on some clean boxers and some jogging bottoms.

I run a comb through my damp messy hair and let it flop down my face. 

I look in the mirror. I look up and down my body, may not be a 'hunky' man to myself. But I look alright for a man my age. I'm not fat, far from it. I'm have muscles but not many. But I'm okay with the way I look.

I decide that I look half decent and walk out of my bedroom and down the stairs into the kitchen. 

As I enter the kitchen and I'm met by none other than the guy my dream was about. Jake walks in behind me. "God dad! Go put a top on. We have company!" Jake budges past me.

"You don't mind. Do ya Haz?" I ask Harry and he just sits at the breakfast bar blushing.

"No" he says looking down at the floor. "It's fine Mr Tomlinson".

Jake looks at Harry with a disappointed look on his face then goes and sits next to him.

"So what's for breakfast?" I ask the boys "I was thinking pancakes"

"Yes please" Jake says "Just don't burn them"

"Yes sir!" I laugh at him "Pancakes for you Harry?"

"Yes please Mr Tomlinson" Harry says looking up at me with a toothy grin. My heart melts. 

After 10-15 mins the pancakes are cooked, we all sit around the breakfast bar/ dinner table to eat our breakfast.

The pancakes were a little burnt but it added to the flavor. No matter what my son may say I think I've done good.