Sleep Little Boy | Larry Stylinson (english version)

Sleep Little Boy

11:30 pm.

That day Louis felt exhausted, a long day at work was never pleasant. He didn't sit once during his shift, and now every muscle of his body was screaming at him to lay down and get some sleep. His small feet were so sore.

He opened the door to his apartment slowly and with eyes close to giving up. He heard his housemate in the kitchen. Louis would greet him but he didn't want to speak, all that he wanted was to get to his room, and that's what he did.
He wanted to shower but he didn't have the strength to, so he took off his jeans, t-shirt and shoes. He liked to sleep in his underwear and socks, nothing else.

Sighing in relief, he hugged the pillow and laid down on his tummy, his favourite position.
He closed his eyes and quickly fell asleep, forgetting to lock his bedroom door.

•••

That same day Harry stayed at home all day long after asking his boss. He watched a couple films in his room and ate junk food in his bed until he got up and decided to make dinner, for himself and his housemate Louis.

They didn't talk a lot, they split the bills and the rent, both of them minding their business. Neither of them had someone, thought. If you know what I mean.

What a waste of great bodies.

Sometimes he couldn't hide how much he was attracted to Louis, every morning he woke up as hard as rock just at the sight of Louis going to the bathroom in his tight underwear. Countless times his eyes dropped to look at his round hips and even more times on his round and soft ass. His body looked too curvy and soft to be real.
He couldn't help the drooling while he imagined Louis in the shower.
He was frustrated because he had to use his hand and only imagine how his warm and soft body would feel under his, and how his little Louis would look after he fucked him good, making him blush and come multiple times as he took his big cock into his little pink hole, his thick warm semen dripping out of it.

Those thought gave him a hard-on while he was stiring the pasta and he knew he had to touch himself after.

He wanted to make a move and somehow  gain his attention. He often walked around the house shirtless, showing his muscles, tattoos and dick print from his sweats, but little Louis was always too focused on working.

When he heard the door unlock he was surprised to see his poor Louis exhausted. His eyes closed while he was dragging his feet towards his room.
Harry was extremely confused but decided to let him do whatever he wanted, hoping that it would give him some extra points. He will go to him when dinner is ready.

•••

He knocked twice on Louis' bedroom door  without any succes. He then saw that it wasn't locked, and surprised, opened it a bit, just to peak at the boy who made him so horny.

What he saw made him enter the room quickly and close the door behind him. Nobody deserved to see the sweetest creature laying in the big bed while hugging the pillow in the most innocent way. He was wearing a pink thong, which was burried in between his cheeks.

Touch him.

Harry couldn't contain himself and got close to the sleepy boy, he touched his rosy cheeks and slowly everywhere. His soft hair, his cute arms and his curved back. His skin was tanned and hairless, even better that what he had imagined.

Louis was deep in his sleep and didn't move, too tired to even feel that someone was fondling him.

His hands got at the base of his spine, just above his ass and he did something reckless: he moved the cute thong on the side, bending down to look at the pretty hole. It was just like he imagined it, small, pink and tight.