Larry Stylinson Smut stories/one shots

Sounds in the dark

Written by: unknown

{Harry Thinks all of the boys are asleep. Ofcourse the thought wrong}

The first time Louis heard one of the other boy's getting off, he was more amused than mortified or embarrassed that he'd inadvetertenly caught his friend in the middle of a wank. Actually, he'd laughed to himself.

He was passing the small shower/toilet ensuite on their tour bus late at night when he heard a low groan on the other side of the door. At first, he thought nothing of it, but stopped, curious and slightly concerned.

About to speak out – "You okay?" – Louis was still standing on the other side of the door when he heard a second, lower groan that made it more clear what was going on.

While he couldn't tell who it was from the sound alone, Louis smirked, laughed to himself and shook his head. Then, he wandered off, feeling too awkward to hang around any longer and figure out who it was, even if it did mean he could tease his bandmate about it later. Louis' hand felt the back of his neck awkwardly; he wasn't sure if he really wanted to know who it was anyway.

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The second time Louis heard one of his bandmate's getting off, he was lying in his bunk and awoke in the middle of the night due to the sound of small, shallow breaths above him. Taking a few moments to wake and realise what was going on, Louis heard the breathing above him and immediately realised what was going on. This time, Louis didn't laugh to himself, didn't even smirk.

Above him was Harry's bunk. Harry was lying above him, very discreetly trying to get off.

Immediately, Louis' felt embarrassed, his cheeks flushing red. Was Harry...? – he was. Another low sigh came from the bunk above him and Louis felt it all go to his groin and – fuck.

His eyes shut tight, Louis willed for himself to not – not to respond. To not feel – to not feel anything in response. A crush on Harry was fine, a crush was okay but...

But it was too late. In his half awake, just-out-of-sleep state, Louis felt his dick harden, just like that. He told himself it was because he was just sleeping, that it was because he just woke up. Maybe he was having a sexy dream before he woke, maybe that's why he —

But when Harry made another low noise of pleasure above him, the noise went straight to Louis' dick again, encouraging him, willing him, pleading him, and Louis cursed himself silently in his head. His eyes shut tight still, he found his hand venturing down to his own cock. Slowly wrapping his right hand around himself, Louis wondered if he was mirroring whatever it was Harry was doing up above him.

Suddenly Harry let out a long, breathy sigh. Louis heard bedsheets ruffling and then he heard a low groan. It was lower than before, and Louis responded by holding his breath, his hand stopping on himself. He felt dirty. He felt wrong. He felt like he was imposing on Harry's moment alone, or at least he thought he was. And maybe he shouldn't ruin that... But fuck, Louis knew, it was too late to say anything now. And he definitely wasn't going back to sleep anytime soon. Not unless he got off first...

His eyes closed, his hand touching himself gingerly, Louis listened quietly and intensely for any other noises he could hear. His patience paid off, because then he heard Harry sigh again, softly, lowly. Louis' ears perked up at the sound; his dick twitching in his hand. Fuck. Harry's voice was so low that when Harry moaned quietly again, Louis knew he was a lost cause. His hand gripped himself tightly; he was in this now. He couldn't ignore the sounds he heard; couldn't ignore the thoughts in his mind. How could Harry be so open? He wondered. It dawned on him this may not have been the first time Harry was jerking off as they all lay asleep. The idea alone made more blood rush to his dick and then Louis was really playing with himself, his thumb teasing his head, brushing oh so softly along his slit. When he heard Harry sigh again, it took all of Louis' self control not to groan in response. Please, fuck. Instead, Louis turned his head into his pillow as he took a firm hold on himself again. Did it count as mutual masturbation if Harry didn't know he was going to jack off with him?