A Larry Stylinson ONE SHOT.

Louis pov.

I sit in my desk in Science class with my 20 year old teacher Mr. Styles, bored as always. "Ugh" I muttered out. I am a straight A student, but that doesn't mean I like school. I am 15 years old and well...15 year olds get distracted pretty easily. I start to doodle in my journal. I draw Mr. Styles with crazy hair, mixing a lot of chemicals, then laughing evily. "Mr. Tomlinson pay attention." Mr. Styles says. With a stern look on his eyes. "U-uh yes s-sir." I stutter out. Oh why does science class always have to be boring. You see the only thing that makes this class not SO boring is Mr. Styles. He is well very attractive and yes I am gay. His curls, and those emerald eyes that see right through you are irresistible.

I can't help but think of his strong big hands on my thighs, touching me in my most privare place. I quickly find myself growing hard. I shake my head slightly to get rid of the images. "Shit" I mummble out. What am I gonna do. Its going to be completely obvious when we leave class. The bell rings, I quickly grab my stuff, but as I'm making my way towards the door Mr. Styles stops me. "Mr. Tomlinson I need to have a word with you." He says. I put my binder infront of my crotch, so you can't see the massive hard on I'm carrying. "Uh yes sir?" I say. By now the whole class is gone and is probably heading home. While Im stuck here with a huge hard on, which I just wanna get rid off. He stand up from his desk and starts to walk towards me.

He is so close now that I can literally count all of his freckles. "Uhm so y-you wanted to t-talk to me Mr. S-Styles" I say while backing up a tad. He stand straight, and looks straight at me. "Mr. Tomlinson do you think I don't notice how you stare at me..." he says. He locks the class door. "Uh what.....I have no idea what you're talking about Mr. Styles." I say

Has he really catched me staring at him. I always try to be so careful. "I know you want me Louis." He says while approaching me. "N-No you must be confused." I tell him. I still have all my stuff infront of my bottom half so he can't see. I run towards the door, I manage to get it unlocked, but Mr. Styles quickly locks it again and pins me againt the wall. "Common Louis...what are ya hiding down there?" He says while ripping the binder from my hand, and throwing it to the floor. I can't take my eyes off of his. He breaks eye contact to look at my crotch.

"Seems like you have a BIG problem Louis." He grins at me, leans down and kisses me roughly. I whimper at the intrusion of his tongue probing my mouth. His hand snakes its way to my crotch. He starts to pat me against my tight skinny jeans. "Ngh M-Mr. Styles s-stop" I choke out against his lips. He keeps rubbing me. My knees start to feel weak , and I swear if he wasn't holding my hands with his large one I would have fallen to the ground. My hips involuntarily buckle towards his hand, trying to find more friction. "You like this don't you Louis...you naughty boy." He groans out. His mouth starts to go towards my neck. I feel his teeth drag on my skin, which causes me to shiver. His teeth sink into my neck, I gasp at the pain. "M-Mr. Styles". He runs his tongue over it, then blows air over it. I whimper as I feel him touch me a little rougher. He chuckles lowly, I look at his eyes. His pupils are blown out and you can only see some of his green colored eyes.

He drops to his knees and pulls down my skinny jeans. He leaves on my Calvin Klein underwear. There's a dot of pre-cum stain on it. He leans towards my erection and licks it through my underwear. "Ungh" I groan out. My hands land on his curls and I grab a fistful of them. "Let me help you Louis." He breathes out hot air on my erection. He looks up at me and I nod my head in approval. He pulls drops down my underwear, and now my pants and underwear are around my ankles. "He stares at it in awe as it hits my stomach. "F-fuck" I hiss out. I feel his big hand grab my member. "Louis you're quite big for your age." He says. I don't say anything. I just watch him. I close my eyes as he lands a kiss very gently on the top of the head. I groan in response. He has only been very rough and all of a sudden he's being gentle.