Harry and Louis were the inseparable best friends. Practically spent every living moment they could together.
When Louis and Harry’s family had decided to take a trip to Lake Tahoe (A/N: Ta-HOE) the boys were ecstatic about it. Their families both had cabins up at the Lake and often during long weekends would end up together in their cozy warm cabins, letting their children out in the yard playing or swimming in their indoor pool. Sometimes boating or kayaking and other times other family bonding activities.
One peculiar long weekend, late December; near Louis’ birthday the Styles’ and Tomlinson’s headed up to their cabins to spend some time with each other, and celebrate not only Christmas but Louis’ 16th birthday. “Why don’t you stay tonight with us Harry?” Louis’ Mum Jay had asked Harry, and the young boy’s eyes filled with glee as he nodded his head vigorously and answered “I’d love to!” and with that Jay sent the boys to Harry’s cabin to get his PJ’s and toothbrush along with his pillow. “Will I need this?” He questioned as he pulled his sleeping bag out and Louis looked at him for a second. “Nah you can sleep on the bed with me since I have my own room” Louis offered and Harry promptly put his sleeping bag back where he had discovered it. Getting up, the older boy grabbed his arm and ushered him back to his cabin.
“So what do you want to do?” Louis questioned once they had reached his cabin. “Does my mum know I’m here Mrs.Tomlinson?” Harry asked as they had entered the house. “Yes sweetheart she’s in town getting groceries with your Dad and Gemma is upstairs with the girls” Jay let him know, not wanting to answer any further questions due to the fact she was trying to cook Louis’ favourite since his birthday was the next day. “Trampoline?” Louis inquired and Harry’s head snapped back at him “Sorry what?” “I said do you want to go to the trampoline? Have some fun or something?” Louis asked him a second time. “Sure!” Harry said giddy, and bouncing everywhere.
Once they had gotten on, Louis decided to show harry a couple flips he had recently learned. “Wow your amazing!” Harry commented, mouth dropped to the ground, eyes popping nearly out of their sockets.
“Why don’t you give it a shot?” Louis asked, he grabbed Harry by the hips. Squirming and screeching, Louis lost his balance and Harry fell on him immediately. “Sorry!” he smiled, giggling. Straddling Louis’s waist he bounced up and down and without a notice of Louis’ next movements he continued to giggle and laugh. Louis on the hand was completely flushed, a moan leaving his mouth when the younger boy’s crotch rubbed onto his. He could not believe this, his bestfriend was literally giving him a boner and he knew sooner or later Harry would notice and question as to if he had hurt him or if he was alright. “Harry sorry but can you-uh get off” He asked politely so he wouldn’t hurt the younger boy’s feelings. “Oh sorry!” Harry said as he scurried off. “I..uh got to go the bathroom, I’lll be right back” He got off the trampoline as soon as possible making a B-line for the bathroom.
Locking the door he pulled his pants down, hands fondling with the belt and wrapped his dainty fingers around his base.
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2 AM. They say nothing good ever happens after 2 AM. And Louis was the unfortunate one. His dream could be describe in one word. Wet. And if rutting against his best friends bum wasn’t an enough disturbance than he didn’t know what else had Harry waken up.
“Uh Harry” He whimpered, still sound asleep in his boxers thrusting his hips against the stark nude boy that cuddled up against his body; curled to his. A couple more thrusts and Harry’s eyes shot wide open. He had begun to worry as soon as he had noticed the wet stain on his Louis’ boxers, bulge bigger and his willy beginning to stiffen. Did he do something? What was wrong with Louis? Was it a bad dream about him? “Louis wake up” He whispered as his arms clutched onto the older boy’s arms shaking him in order to wake him up
“Harry” he said as his eyes fluttered open. “What’s wrong? Your willy is hard! Did I do something? Did you wet your undies?” He cried. Louis bewildered took the younger boy, taking him into his arms and kissing him. “Shh it’s alright” He whispered and kissed the curly male’s jungle of a hair. “H-how can I help?” he stuttered, sniffling and wiping a tear off his cheek. “Do you want to play a game?” He asked trying to avoid the subject “How can I do that when your-your willy and your pants and-“Harry cried even more. His squirming wasn’t helping either, making Louis grow harder by the minute. “How can I help?” “Harry no, you’re too young for this you can’t do anything” he said stroking the boys hair but was immediately treated with Harry’s tiny hand slapping his away. “Why because you don’t think I’m mature enough? “Harry questioned, pouty lips, arms crossing chest as he sat up straddling Louis once again.
