Little Birdy

Little Birdy

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It's said that when someone leaves you forget their voice. I never forgot his voice, even when he died. I could never forget his smile, blue eyes, and his brown hair. I could never forget anything about the love of my life. I don't want to either, I'd be good with him right next to me now, instead of six feet under the ground. I'd be okay with the murderer behind bars, instead of still out on the streets. I'd rather have him dead. Rotting in the ground. I'd have my love here, helping me raise my child, our child. I could watch them play soccer, or football, or even watch TV. We could go on family walks and be happy. So, I will always remember, My Louis William Tomlinson. Always.
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Lately Louis started to fantasize about spanking his best mate. What was wrong with him? He was actually fantasizing about doing all sorts of sexual things with Harry. Most of all he just wanted to kiss him. It was so confusing! He couldn't help but slap Harrys bum every chance he got, usually when they were on stage. Harry seemed to like it though, challenging him back by asking him what he wanted to do to him. One night he found himself spanking Harry in their dressingroom when Harry willingly pulled his pants down and it was the beginning of a confusing time where they started to explore something new. No strings attached! Purely fictional! SMUTWARNING!

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