Daddy as Fuck

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Louis thought that his visit with Harry would be more awkward, but it was surprisingly easy.

Him and Harry were compatibly different, but also very much the same.

The biggest similarity that Louis noticed was that they were both incredibly bossy, but Louis was bossy in the way of a toddler, while Harry was firm and a little scary.

It was an interesting night, to say the least. They chatted about themselves, taking turns asking questions, because neither boy had to much to hide.

When Harry got Louis to admit he was extremely gay, Harry merely smiled, patted Louis's knee, and hinted that it was okay because ass was nice and he was also gay.

Louis eventually needed to go home, so he shuffled back to his own apartment. Luke was still out even though it was after midnight, so Louis figured he'd stayed at Jesy's this time.

Louis wasn't tired yet, so he took a shower and changed into a tee and some sweats before climbing into bed. He went to set his phone alarm when he realized that he didn't have the cellular.

With a little groan, Louis climbed out of bed and went back to Harry's, knocking on the door.

No answer.

Harry must've went to bed. With high hopes, Louis turned the door knob and was surprised when it opened. He let out a sigh of relief, tiptoeing to the coffee table to grab his cell phone.

The same time he straightened up was about the same time he heard it- a long, low moan. Louis blinked back his shock.

Was Harry really masturbating right now?

And, as creepy as it sounded, Louis tiptoed down the hallway towards the cracked door, stopping beside it as the sounds of two other people filled the room. Louis could tell Harry was watching porn now, and, wow, he'd just met the guy and was listening to him jack off, but Harry was undeniably sexy and Louis was curious.

After thirty seconds, Louis heard a word he hadn't spoken since he was ten years old- "Daddy".

Honestly, it wasn't as shocking as it should be, Harry seemed like that type, but following right after, Harry grunted, "Yeah, baby boy, just like that," and Louis let out a little squeak and, to his luck, he tripped, smashing into the door and onto the floor of Harry's bedroom.

He heard a mutter of profanities, the slam of a laptop, and Louis was pulled to his feet by an extremely naked Harry.

"Louis? Are you seriously listening... I thought you left!"

Louis blushed, scratching his wrist nervously. "I did leave, but I forgot my phone here so I came back-"

"Thirty minutes later!?"

"I-I took a shower first, Harry, and I d-didn't notice until after," Louis stuttered, watching as Harry sat down. The poor guy was still hard, but Louis was straining to keep his eyes on the ceiling instead of on Harry's very nice dick.

"All guys masturbate, it's not that big of a deal," Harry muttered finally, rubbing his face.

"Not all guys masturbate to the thought of someone calling them 'Daddy'."

Harry looked a little surprised with Louis's comment. He raised his eyebrows, reaching forward to grab Louis's wrist and the older lad was both disgusted and turned on because that hand was just on his dick.

"Look at me," Harry said as he dragged Louis to stand between his bare legs.

Louis complied, looking down into Harry's green eyes, but he didn't find much of the emerald because it was eaten away by black lust.