Zayn couldn't get a certain curly headed boy out of his mind. Ever since that lap dance,he's been craving Harry. When his friends told him they would get Lou off his mind,they were right. Day in,day out all Zayn thought about was Harry and his long torso,his curly hair and the way it stuck to his forehead from sweat,to his pink plump lips. His amazing moves when he's dancing on the pole.
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Harry had been on his own since he was thirteen. His parents had told him they were going to the supermarket and never returned. Harry would wait for them to come back telling himself their just at the supermarket. He knew they left him. He just didn't want to believe it. When he was fourteen,he had started selling his body for money so he could feed himself. When he was fifteen,a guy named Paul came along and took Harry under his wing. Harry didn't want to tell Paul about his prostitution because he didn't want to be kicked out.
Harry would wait at a nearby bar or dark alley waiting for his 'customers' to arrive. They were usually older men in their late thirties to early fifties. Harry knew it was wrong,but he needed the money. Even if he had Paul. The men would usually take him to a dirty motel,and do their thing. They would pay Harry a good amount and be on their way.
Soon enough when Harry was sixteen,Paul found out about Harry's prostitution and kicked him out,leaving Harry to live on the streets. Once Harry turned seventeen,he became a male stripper at the local strip club,earning a decent pay and meeting new roomates (one of his customers also).
Ever since,Harry has been working at the strip club getting decent amounts of pay putting on shows and giving 30 minute lap dances.
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Zayn had arrived at the strip club at 7,Harry was performing in an hour.
Taking a seat at the bar,he ordered a beer seeing the same Irish lad working tonight. "I see your back for more. "the bartender said,chuckling a bit. "uh.....yeah I guess so. "Zayn said taking a swig from his beer. "I'm Niall by they way. "Niall said holding a hand out for Zayn to take it. "Zayn. " Zayn said taking the Irish lads hand in his.
Once again,the lights went dim,Strip by Chris Brown started playing and all eyes were on the stage. Harry walked out in black joggers with a how tie around his neck. He looked hot. As the music played,Harry rocked his hips from side to side,his hands exploring his body. When his hands reached the sides of his joggers,he took hold of the fabric pulling at it,revealing cheetah print hot pants. Harry had recieved numerous amount of wolf whistles from the crowd,money being flung in his direction. Harry searched the room looking for good enough prey to have for the night. Emerald eyes met hazel in an instant. Harry getting a response out of Zayn as the lad took in a loud gulp and felt a tightness in his jeans.
Swaying to the music,Harry popped,locked,and dropped it a few times. He then snaked his way up slowly,flipping his hair up. He had sweat dripping down his chest. Zayn was memorizing Harry's every movement. His problem downstairs growing with every drop.
Next thing Zayn knew,Harry's performance was over. But Harry had a special show after words. Harry had requested a special lap dance for one lucky male and Zayn was hoping to god it was him.
Harry had talked to the manager of the club,pointing to his victim for the night. The manager made his way towards Zayn,telling him Harry has requested Zayn for the night.
Harry had pulled a chair up on stage and had a beer in hand. He told Zayn to sit and stay calm.
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"I have two rules boo. 1:no touching. And 2:no talking."Harry said. Zayn had been wearing a SnapBack,in which Harry took off and put it on. Top of the World by The Cataracs was playing,Harry feeling the beat inside him. Harry took a long swig from his beer,swallowing it,and began grinding on Zayn. Zayn had already became hard when he first saw Harry,this just made it worse. He couldn't speak nor touch the boy on his lap,it was torture for him. Harry had began pouring beer down his sweaty chest,signaling for Zayn to lick it up.
As Zayn started licking the beer up harrys torso,Harry grinder harder on zayns groin receiving a loud moan from Zayn.
The lap dance had soon ended,with males exiting the club and Zayn still feeling stiff down there. Zayn had said his goodbye to Niall and exited out of the club heading towards his car. As Zayn was heading to his car he heard someone leave the club behind him. "By Niall see you tomorrow. "that voice oh so familiar. He had to deal with it for the past two hours. Looking back Zayn met a pair of emerald eyes. He tried walking quickly but the curly haired boy was quicker. "Hey you. "Harry said in a cutesy tone. "H-Hey. "Zayn said rubbing the back of his neck out of nervousness. "It's Zayn right?I had fun tonight. You seemed to have more fun then me. "harry said pointing to the dark spot on his jeans where he had cummed. Zayn felt embarrassed and he quickly tried to cover it. Receiving a giggle out of Harry. Zayn felt his. Cheeks get hot and Quickly tried to turn away. "No need to feel embarrassed Z. We have our moments. "Harry said with a big smirk on his face. "shut up"Zayn said under his breathe. "Well..erm..I had fun tonight. Hope I see you around soon Z." And with that Harry left.
