Mr. Harry Styles

2 Friends

I felt that everything about me really was changed. I started Monday by working in a local small business, forward the afternoon I was and cleaned at a school, and when evening came, I wasn't even tired. I sat down on the couch and I tried to remember. It was as if the hours made Harry's face to disappear and I didn't want that to happen. I wanted him in front of me and in a way I felt like I was a maniac. I didn't want him to think I was a stalker or become a friend who always wanted to hang with him. No, I wanted that Harry would think nice things about me, maybe even love me.

It felt so easy. Unzip my pants, pick up my hard part and allow my left hand to do the job. I closed my eyes and before me I saw a half-naked Harry. Yes, I jerked off and I did it well. I could almost hear his breath on my cheek, and how hard I really took him. He sat over me and he rode me quickly. I loved that part. Him close to me and groan over my nakedness. I was deep inside him and it wasn't until the end that I was interrupted by my phone.  I let go of my cock and I caught up the phone. I was breathing fast and I wanted to end the conversation quickly, just to come.

"Yes!" I growled and looked down at my cock. It didn't had time for no more. I heard his voice and I came without finish the work by hand. I bit my lip when I heard his voice and I managed not to groan.

"Hey, it's me, Harry..."

My T-Shirt received all the sperm and I leaned back.

"Hey!"

He cleared his throat a little.

"Am I disturbing you?"

No, he didn't. I calmed myself down and I chose not to do anything about what was on my shirt.

"No, not at all. What happens?"

Harry's voice was soft.

"Do you workout?"

I closed my eyes and I blushed over what I just had done.

"Nah, I jerking off a little."

Harry laughed. He thought I was joking and I couldn't help but laughing over my own honest words.

"So when you're done, do you want to join me down to the city?"

I didn't have to think.

"Sure, when?"

I was glad he asked, and actually that made me more comfortable in the thought to be his friend, or more.

"Now?"

I opened my eyes.

"I'll just take a shower."

****

Harry was wearing a gray hoodie and regular pants. It was a change, in contrast to the colorful clothes he had got at the party, but he really looked good in everything he took on. His hair was as always perfect and his face was beautiful. I couldn't help but smile. He got my world rocking and I wanted somehow that he would know about it, but maybe this was the wrong time to talk about my feelings?

"You came..."

Yes, I came in many ways. It was like an introduction to a new life. Before Harry and after Harry.

"Yeah, why wouldn't I come here?"

Harry pushed his hands in his pockets and he looked shyly at me.

"I don't know."

I chose to smile and I chose to play more confident against what I was.

"So where are we going?"