Instagram Fanboy - The Sequel - A Larry SMAU

POV - 10

"Nghh." Harry moans into Louis' shoulder. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, Lou." He tightens his grip around the younger boys' shoulders and throws his head back, hitting it against the door behind him.

"Quiet babe." Louis whispers. "You said you'd be quiet of we do this." He says while continuing to thrust up into the older boy.

They are currently in an airplane restroom, where Louis is fucking into Harry because the latter wanted to join the 'Mile High Club'.

"Ahhhh, ah, ah, the- there Lou! Theeeere!" Harry drags the word and takes hold of his own cock, pumping it fast as he chases his orgasm.

Louis' grip around Harry's thigh tightens as he thrusts up into him, hitting his prostate with every thrust. He feels that all familiar feeling building in the pit of his stomach. "Fuck, babe, I'm close!" He breathes heavily into the green-eyed boys neck.

"Me too, Lou. So fucking clo- ah! Ahh!" Harry cuts himself off when he starts to cum, clenching his hole around Louis' cock sending the latter over the edge as well.

"Ngh, ah, aaah." Louis moans as soft as he possibly can while releasing deep into Harry.

Still breathing heavily, he pulls out of Harry, connecting their lips in a passionate kiss while running his fingers through the older boys' hair.

"That was so fucking hot, babe." Louis finally says and Harry can't help the giggle that escapes his mouth at the thought of what they had just done.

When he looks down, Harry scrunches his nose at the sight of their cum-stained shirts. "We should have probably taken these off before we started." He says pointing and drawing Louis' attention to the mess.

Louis looks back up and smirks at tge older boy. "Ha, I told you this wasn't a good idea." He says and reaches for a paper towel, wetting it a bit and then attempts to get them cleaned up, but eventually, the wet stains on their shirts leaves nothing to the imagination.

"Oh shush, you were so into it baby." Harry teases and tucks Louis' cock back into his pants before pulling his own back up.

"Yeah, but I won't listen to you again. I will be stronger next time. I will just have to learn to think clearly when your fucking hand is down my pants." Louis says and winks.

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20 minutes earlier
They've been in the air for about an hour now, and Harry is extremely restless. He leans over and rests his head on Louis' shoulder and his left hand on the younger boys' tummy.

"You okay, babe?" Louis asks when he hears the older boy sigh.

"Mhm." Harry replies. He slowly moves his hand down and rests it on Louis' crotch.

"Whoa, what are you doing babe?" Louis asks as he moves the older boys' hand, but as soon as he lets go, the hand is back, only this time slipping beneath the waistband, immediately palming the younger boys' cock.

"I've just been thinking, you know." He says and looks up at Louis, a sweet smile plastered on his face. "I think we should join a club."  He says and winks.

Louis is squirming in his seat as he feels himself growing hard at Harry's touch. "Okay, yeah, we can join a club when we get back home, yeah?" He says, eyes wide and confused. He looks over to where Niall and Liam are sitting in the row across from them, they seem to be asleep, and then back to Harry. "Why is your hand down my pants though?"

Harry casually shrugs while he continues to fondle with Louis' cock, feeling it growing harder by the second. "Cause I was thinking that maybe we could join one now?" He looks back up into the blue eyes and then at the cute little frown forming right above them as he watches the younger boy trying to figure out what his words mean.

"Okay babe, are you okay? Like what club do you wanna join at thirty six thousand feet in the-" Louis starts saying and his eyes goes wide at the realization. "Are you fucking kidding me right now?"

"Nope." Harry says as he reaches into his jeans' front pocket and pulls out a foil packet, handing it to Louis.

Louis looks down at the packet and sees a cheeky little note attached to it: 'lets join the mile high club ;)'

"You cheeky little shit." Louis says but can't help the giggle that escapes his mouth. "We're on a plane full of people, you know that, right?"

"So, only makes it more exciting." Harry excitedly replies.

"But you're too loud, babe." Louis tries to reason. "And one packet of lube will definitely not be enough." He whispers while waving the packet in front of Harry's face.

"Not to worry." Harry says and reaches back into his other pocket, pulling out a hand full of foil packets. The grin on his face growing bigger by the second.

"You fucking planned this!" Louis whispers again. "But you're too loud babe. Everyone will know. It's not a good idea." He tries to reason yet again.

"Nooooooo, Loouuuuuu." Harry starts to whine. "I can be quiet. I promise." Harry pulls his hand out of the younger boys' pants. "And you need to take care of this little problem anyway now, soooo."

Louis looks down at the outline of his hard cock trapped in his pants. He sighs. "Fuck, you're so hot when you're being needy babe." He looks back into Harry's eyes, that is now dark and lust-filled. "Fuck, fine!" He whisper shouts."How are we gonna do this?"

Harry surges forward, connecting their lips for a few seconds before he gets up, stuffing the foil packets back into his pocket. "I'll go first, give me about two minutes then come join me." He says when he leans forward to place a sweet kiss on the younger boys' cheek.

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"I'd like to see you try, baby." Harry says while unlocking the door behind him, watching as Louis rolls his eyes at the comment, before they're stepping out of the small restroom.

When they get back to their seats, Niall seems to have waken up. He watches as his two friends take their seats and the wet patches on their shirts does not go unnoticed. His jaw suddenly drops at the realization. "You two fuckers just joined the fucking mile high club, didn't you?" He whisper shouts.

While Louis only manages to blush at hearing his friend say it, Harry smiles, popping a dimple ever so proud. "VIP membership, baby." Is what he says before he winks at his Irish friend, who only manages to shake his head in disbelief.

3 September