Larry Smut

What the fuck dad!?

Summary: Harry is a closet bisexual, and when he thinks no one is around, he lets him self go wild...

A blond American, a green eyed British, both in their early twenties, together in one room.

Harry is dying just by the thought, as he wanks to the DVD. He's pumping hard on his length, and he doesn't care! He's got the whole house to himself, and he couldn't be more pleased.

Thanks God his wife is in Paris! Not that he hates her, if he did she wouldn't be his wife, but as she's nowhere to be seen and far from home he could watch his DVD in peace. Taylor Swift, his gorgeous wife, is always seducing him, and they have a normal active sexual life, in fact, they are looking for another baby. Yes, another. They have a boy called Louis, Louis William, and he's now fourteen, his birthday was just a couple of days and that's why Tay had left yesterday, not to miss her son's birthday. She's as sweet as candyfloss, and Harry was deeply in love with her.

There's a heated kiss going on in the telly as Harry watches intently from his bed, only in boxers, caressing his member against the fabric, when something suddenly interrupts him.

"hey dad, I was wondering if you... what are you doing?!" the petite boy stands in the door, wide open as his eyes.

"Louis! Hey, I-I... I just, nothing, what do you need?" Harry chokes all in one breath, covering himself with the sheets, hoping his son stood right in the door frame, where he's not able to see the TV.

"I just, Liam and Niall are going to the movies and asked me to join them, but I have no money, so..." Louis says the most innocent voice you could ever listen.

"you came back to ask for money?" Harry chuckles.

"maybe..."

"ok, wait a sec" he says, stretching to reach his nightstand for his wallet.

Louis, just to feel comfy, walked in and sat on the edge of the king sized bed, which casually was his mom's side, and saw the telly.

"dad!"

"I'm looking for it, wait!" but Harry didn't notice Louis walked in, he didn't notice he sat on the bed, he didn't notice his son was witnessing his darkest secret.

He finally found the damn leather wallet and turned around to give some bucks to his son when his jaw dropped. He knew, Louis knew about his sinful secret.

"why are you watching gay porn dad?" he asks, still not out of shock and his blue eyes travelling from his dad to the telly and vice versa.

"I-I..."

"were you jacking off to a couple of men?" Louis smirks.

"no!" Harry cheeks flush red.

"you were!" the boy laughs.

"I was not, here's the money, go" Harry speaks, clicking PAUSE.

"you are so screwed" Louis begins to walk off, chuckling under his breath.

"don't you dare telling your mom!"

"I will!"

Harry could already see it, fights, accusations of him having love affairs with men, Taylor feeling stupid for marrying a gay man, divorce, his family falling apart...

"you can't tell Tay, please Lou, I'll do whatever you want"

"anything?" he smirks, stopping before the door.

Harry knew that smirk, it was something bad, he couldn't but nod, not being able to find words through his nervousness.

"I want to watch the film"