Atomic (your hair is beautiful) - Larry [complete]

Chapter 8

"So, young Harold." Louis whispered in his ear as they were still sitting on the couch, hand still on his thigh. "Now that you're not dying of starvation anymore, there is something I wanted to show you upstairs." He winked.

Oh! A surprise? For him? Harry couldn't wait to see it. Could it be a pony?

Louis took his wrist in his hand and tugged Harry with him towards the bedroom the lad had woken up that morning. Louis eagerly closed the door behind them and watched Harry with a weird smirk on his face.

"So what did you want to show me?" Harry asked.

"My dick." Louis winked. Well, that wasn't what Harry had been expecting, but he certainly couldn't pass down this opportunity. He had been wondering how Louis' dick looked like.

"But, unfortunately I can't just give it to you." Louis stated, "You have to earn it." He pushed Harry backwards on the bed and started to tug the tutu off. At the same time his tongue licked from Harry's belly button all the way up to his clavicles. After being on edge all morning, this was pure torture.

"Please, Lou." He begged, back arching as Louis tweaked his nipple again, finally gotten rid of the tutu. The pink clothing thrown away to the other side of the room. Unexpected, it saddened Harry. He'd grown fond of the skirt after spending so much time with it. But then Louis took hold of his penis again and he couldn't possibly bring it up to think of anything but that. Warmth filled his groin. With every pump of Louis, Harry was brought closer and closer to orgasming. And then.

Nothing.

What the hell? Louis had clipped something around his cock?

"Louis?" He begged. "What did you do? Please, let me come."

"Hush," the older boy soothed, "It's just a cock ring." He sat up to admire his work, pinning Harry's wrists in his hands. The fact that he was still dressed and Harry naked, winded him up even more. "Now have you ever heard of the stoplight system?"

"The what?" Asked Harry confused. Was this some kind of code language?

"Stoplight. Like green for go. Yellow for wait. And red for stop." Louis explained, rolling his eyes. "If we want to take this further I need you to get it."

"Go where?" Harry asked.

Louis rolled his eyes again. "Okay. If I do anything, or you feel anything you don't like you have to say red, okay? Promise? Otherwise I won't fuck you." Louis explained, whilst tying Harry's hands to the bedpost, and huh? Since when had the purple skipping rope made its come back? "If you're good and I ask you your colour you just say green. If you don't really know: yellow. It's that simple."

"Alright." Harry said. Green for go. Yellow for Yeah I don't know. And red for. What was a word for stopping that started with the letter R?

A soaring pain lit up in his nipple. "Fuuuck." He screamed, seeing that Louis had just attached a pink nipple clamp to his upper right nipple. Harry's dick was instantly back to full blown mast.

"Huh." Louis said as he attached a second clamp to his upper left nipple, "Those are a pleasant surprise." He pointed at Harry's lower nipples and promptly attached two purple clamps to them, causing Harry to arch his back again, whining.

"Fortunately I had enough clamps." Louis smiled, before tugging at the first two again. Harry moaned brokenly, his dick pouring precome.

"Please, Lou." He begged again. "Fuck me."

Louis huffed. "I told you I was going to show you my dick, not that I would use it on you." He proceeded to left his shirt over his head and tug his trousers off. A nice dick appeared right away. It was pink, hilted a little bit to the left and it was the prettiest cock Harry had ever seen. In his whole life. Scout's honor.

He tugged on his restrains, wanting his mouth on the pretty thing so badly.

"Now," Louis said, "Because you've been a good boy you're allowed to watch me finger me open." He coated his fingers in lube, steadying himself on with his left arm as his pink hole appeared in Harry's sight. It was phenomenal! The most beautiful hole Harry had ever seen. He put two fingers inside, immediately starting to scissor it open. The excess lube made a big mess on the sheets while doing so.

"Prepared myself." He winked, before adding a third finger already.

"Louis," Harry groans, hips bucking up , his voice deep, edged with a pleading tone, "Please, fuck me."

Louis tutted. "You mean fuck me." He took hold of Harry's shaft and let the head of his dick slide between his perky buttocks. Often catching his hole. Harry cried out at the blissful sensation.

Finally he lined him up with his entrance. Louis lowered his hips slowly, taking his time to stretch thoroughly around the younger lad before getting fully seated. He sat there, still, in Harry's lap probably to tease and bug the crap of the boy but maybe also because Louis couldn't get used to the size of his massive cock. Harry knew he was hung. No need to be humble about it.

Louis bit his lip, as he continued going down, before he threw he head backwards and a loud moan erupted from his throat. "That's it." He whimpered afterwards. "Yeah, yeah baby. That's—oh fuck. That's it." Louis said again, breathily. He started to fuck himself back onto Harry's cock, hard and fast.

Harry whimpered too, wanting to touch Louis somewhere, somehow, but couldn't because of the fucking rope. Louis took hold of the nipple clamps again as he started to ride him harder, causing Harry to make all kinds of sounds. Fuck.

"You're so tight. I don't thi-ink. Aah Lou, I don't think I'm gonna la-aaast." Harry whined. Louis just smirked, before taking off the cock ring.

Harry came. He just instantly came. With everything he had. He literally saw white as he came into Louis' perfect hole.

Louis didn't stop then, just started to ride him faster as well as tugging at his cock until he too came with a load moan. Louis then bended forward and locked his swollen lips with Harry's. When Louis came up to untie the boy of all kinds of restraints, Harry couldn't do anything but lie on the bed, spread out. And when Louis came with a flannel to clean them, he was still out of it.

"I think." He started. "That you literally fucked my brain out." He only got a snort for it. Shit. Harry had to up his flanter game! Quit using cliché flirty banter and look for more authentic sentences.

"Oh, look!" Louis piped up, phone in his hand, "Zayn, Perrie and Liam are also hooking up." He showed Harry a picture. A big cock was in the center of it, on the sides he recognized Zayn and Perrie giving it a kiss. Which meant that.

Ugh! He really hadn't want to see Liam's cock! Especially now that they weren't friends anymore.

Louis took the phone back and then threw a small object on Harry's chest.

Ooh! His lighter! "Thanks Lou!" He smiled like a child on Christmas morning, admiring the polka-dotted pattern.

"Thought we could use it next time when we fuck." He winked, before adding, "So in an hour or so."

Harry found it that he actually didn't mind a next time. Or a time after that. Or after that. Or for the rest of his life. This was so much more fun than paperwork at Liam's office!