SMUT AS(s) FUCK

I Like it Rough

By:masturlate

Words:1441

Summary:

Louis is suntanning.... fucking twink

Work:

Harry was into a lot of things, Art , Weed, Black clothing, Leather jackets, the cute short boy with the insanely huge ass and small fingers from across the street, it was normal, he is a 19 year old boy after all.

And so what if he fantasizes about fucking the cute short boy with the insanely huge ass and small fingers (and hands goddamn) until he cries and begs for release, until his small (but very firm) legs are trembling around Harry's narrow hips, until he's fisting the black sheets on Harry's bed and begging for Harry to let him come.

So what?

It's not even like they're strangers, Harry knows the boy's name is Louis, and Louis knows Harry... kind of.

It isn't even fair that on the one day that Harry forgets his keys in his locker, it's the hottest day of the year, and fucking Louis is outside, in his yard, fucking sunbathing.

Who does that?

Harry sighs and decides against standing outside his house, looking like some freak. He strips off his t-shirt, leaving him in just his black gym shorts, and heads over to Louis, who seems to be blushing.
"Hi Harry!" Louis calls, even though Harry is basically right infront of him, blocking the sun from tanning the already tanned boy.

"Hey Lou." Harry says, shading his eyes to look at the tanned boy, he's wearing really small really short tight spandex looking shorts, his hair is fluffy and soft looking, falling over his forhead, and he's smiling him at Harry, his small little fingers full with a glass of lemonade and a magazine.

What Harry wouldn't do to wreck his plump little ass.

"What's up?" Louis asks, and he just realizes that Harry isn't wearing a shirt, noticing that the taller boy has it wrapped around his neck. He lets his eyes wander down the boys long torso, taking in the butterfly tattoo, and the birds on his chest, as his eyes move upwards, he looks up to see Harry smirking at him, his dimple showing bright as day.

"See something you like?" He asks, and Louis blushes, biting his lip.

"Maybe." Louis says, and he can see when Harry's eyes darken, sees the way his whole demeanor changes, he goes from teasing to sexually charged so fast that Louis almost gasps.

"What are you going to do about it?" Louis asks, and Harry's hauling him up so fast, pulling Louis flush against him, letting his curls tickle Louis' face, his lips pressed to Louis' ears.

"I'd like to take your ass apart right here, watch you writhe on my cock, let you feel every vein, every twitch, have you begging for more, I bet you're a cockslut Louis, get so wet thinking about my cock everyday don't you, don't think I don't notice the stares, you're a bit of a slut, but god, you're so fucking worth it."

Louis' eyes widen as he feels Harry pressing insistently into him,feeling Harry's cock pressing into him makes his mouth water, he wants everything Harry is describing. He wants Harry to fuck him against a wall, he wants to be so over-sensitive he's crying for Harry to stop, but knows he won't. He wants to be taken control of, wants to please Harry with his mouth, hands and ass.

He feels himself being pushed back, and then lifted up, he gasps, and then feels soft plush lips over his own, feels large hands rubbing over and over his ass, feels a cock pushing against his and he grinds against it, he begins to let out soft little gasps for air as his hips are pushed against Harry's, he feels Harry grinning into the kiss, his precome is leaking onto Harry's black shorts but he doesn't care.

Small little shocks seem to be coming from between Harry's legs everytime he grinds against Louis just right. Louis can't seem to control himself, on the couch in his living room gives him the ability to hook his legs around Harry's waist, and he's keeping him there, letting him grind against him for dear life.

"i-I want you in me HA-Harry please ohf uck," And he sounds so wrecked, he can't seem to control himself as Harry slowly stops moving against him, but instead pushes his hand into Louis' tight little pants, all the while whispering "I thought you'd never ask."

Harry pokes two fingers into Louis' mouth, and he's more than happy to suck them, he lets himself tongue around the fingers until Harry's cursing and pulling them out, looking down at Louis with a more than predatory gaze as he finds his hole and slowly begins to push in.

Harry watches Louis closely, wanting to savour the moment in which Louis feels himself slowly being opened, his mouth is slightly open and Harry can't help but grin.

"You like that don't you princess, you like being fingered open, you like the fact that I'm taking you right here on your family's couch, you're going to sit here with your mum and sisters and dad, and you're going to remember every time, I fucked you into the couch, I fingered you open, had you moaning like a whore for it, got you wet, I had you begging for my cock in your tight hole, and you're going to get hard in front of your family and you're going to want it again and again, fuck, you're so fucking tight baby."

Harry reaches into his pants pocket, pulling out a small packet of lube and watches as Louis struggles to ask why he has it, choosing to arch his eyebrow. He's already falling apart just by being fingered open.

"I come prepared," Harry says, and he winks. He takes off his pants and palms himself through his boxers as he watches Louis spread out underneath him. He's covered in sweat, his hair sticking to his forehead, his small tanned chest his heaving, pupils are blown and he looks so small and innocent, and Harry just wants to fuck him till he's crying and begging for more.

He lubes up his cock, and watches as Louis watches him push into him, he pulls his gaze from that and just stares at Louis, wanting to catalog his every reaction to when Harry hits that spot in him that makes him scream.

He grinds into Louis,feeling the tightness around his cock and he can't control his words as he chases the heat that feels so good, "Fuck louis f-fuck oh shit, you're so tight baby, tighter than I'd imagine, god, I wanna fuck you all the time, I don't ever wanna leave you empty baby, wanna feel your wet little pussy all the time. Shit Louis, fuck, i want to be with you like this forever, gonna fuck you till you forget where you are, mm, right there right?"

And Louis can't even form words to express how good it feels, how he feels so full, so warm and dirty, he feels like a dirty slut, fucking in the family room, the room where they hold their family get togethers and have movie night, he's getting fucked in his mum's and dad's place and shit it feels so good.

"Harry pleas- harr- oh god, I need it harder, pleas- mm, oh god right there, fuck me hard, I don't care, I want to feel you for days, I want to look at my ass and remember how hard you fucked me today, I'm yours please keep going, oh g- daddy, I'll be a good boy I promise, daddy give it to me harder, I can take it."

Harry watched in awe as Louis started to get louder and louder, he was pulling at his hair, and then he was slowly pulling at his cock, jerking himself off slowly as he screamed, and who was harry to deny him a request when he asked so nicely?

He started to fuck Louis harder, harder than before, and the couch was moving with the force of his thrusts, Louis was sinking into the cushions when he came between them, the friction between his cock and Harry's stomach was enough to push him over the edge.

"Oh fuc-FUCK, oh god yes, yes you're so tight princess, be good for daddy, mmm, work that pussy baby, oh shit I'm gonna come, fuck I'm gonna come in you, oh baby." And Harry's gone, coming in Louis and dropping his head onto Louis' shoulder.

"That was so good, holy fuck Louis," Harry says. "I'd like it if you were my boyfriend,"
"I'd love to be your boyfriend Harry."