Butterflies.
The feeling overwhelmed Harry, the full feeling in his stomach was scaring him, pulling back from Louis, he looked at him and smiled slightly and wanted to say something, anything- but couldn't think of the words to describe how he felt. Heck he didn't know how he felt, he'd never felt this way so how was he supposed to know?
"Harry?" Louis whispered, like there was a baby asleep. He couldn't look at him without a smile erupting from what felt like the pit of his stomach. But, Harry didn't look like he enjoyed it, in fact he looked scared and that, scared Louis. He wanted to know what he had done wrong. Had he done something wrong?
He started to panic, he could feel beads of sweat that had started to form on his palms and had to wipe them down the sides of his jeans. The hair on the back of his neck getting sticky, from sweat. Pure panic. What did he do wrong? Was Harry not gay?
So many thoughts raced through his mind, so many questions- but none were getting answered as Harry was stood stone cold still and no expression on his face. Finally...
"Louis, do that again please." Harry choked, but Louis didn't want to, he felt like he had scared Harry to death.
"What's wrong Haz?" Louis asked, frowning, taking his hand in his and interlocking his fingers. "What did I do?"
Harry looked at Louis, and smiled. He couldn't think of anything else to do. He felt like all he wanted to do was smile, but he didn't know why. He was so confused, he was most confused now, than he had ever been before.
"I'm confused Louis, I want to smile, but there's also a lot of me that cant understand why I have a really full and queasy belly. Why is that?" Harry asked biting his lip, glancing at Louis' erection and then back at his face, as his stomach twisted again.
Louis grinned, and sighed, delight filling him. The answer Harry gave couldn't have been more sufficient to answer his questions than that. "You like me Harry. It's called a crush hun. I kissed you because I like you too."
Harry nodded, digesting Louis' words and pulled Louis' arm so he was as close as before and pressed their lips back together.
Louis only responded by placing his arms round his shoulders and smiling slightly into the kiss, he left it at little pecks as he didn't want to push his luck with little innocent Harry, it never scared him off , or turned him off for that matter, that Harry was so innocent. Quite the opposite really, he wanted to be patient with him, cherish him, and teach him. Let him be the boy he is but flourish into the man he could be. He still wanted Harry to love the plants and the animals, but instead of doing it alone, he could now have him to share it.
The kiss, was passionate, meaningful and beautiful. Harry had never felt so happy, he knew that Louis was amazing, but he didn't know that he was his crush, it made him feel special. Sure his mum made him feel special, she did everyday but this type is special was so different. It felt different, and he enjoyed every moment of it, until they pulled away from each other. They smiled at each other and just stood in front of each other, Louis playing with the hem of Harry's boxers and Harry playing with the small tufts of purple hair at the nape of Louis' neck, pulling on them slightly. But stopped abruptly when Louis moaned.
"Did I hurt you Louis? I'm sorry I never meant to.."
"No Harry, you never. I loved it. That's why I moaned." Louis spoke laughing slightly and kissing Harry's forehead simply and looking into his eyes and smiling. "You may want to stop though, that thing your mum was on about, the erection? I have one and you'll just make it worse."
Harry made an "O" shape with his mouth, biting his lip thinking for a while and then smiled. "Can I see it?" Harry whispered, placing his hand on Louis trousers crotch where his erection would be.
A sharp hiss fell from Louis mouth, making Harry look up at him through his eyelashes and Louis moaned once more. Thinking about whether or not to show him or not, he thought long and hard- as well as he could think that was, in the current situation he was in.
The outcomes, the things that could happen. All things that he was thinking of, Harry would touch his hard-on and he would have to explain what cumming was, or he could get carried away and scare Harry off before anything had even become of the two. Or finally Harry would get scared, and cry or something along the lines and Louis would feel terrible and not know what to do.
Louis bit his lip, it was true Louis was desperate for his dick to be touched by Harry, but he neither knew the outcome of the situation nor what Harry would do with the new sights and information. But, it was so hard for Louis, to say no. To stop the sensational possibility that Harry could have his delicate hands around him, pouring endless amounts of euphoria into Louis half-full-already cup of an orgasm.
"Ok get on the bed then..." Louis spoke, his voice raspy and nearly inaudible.
Already starting to regret his desperate decision, Louis sighed but followed him to the bed and took his jeans and socks off and watched as Harry clambered into bed.
Harry smiled wide, as Louis started to pull down his boxers he already could see, the hairs poking up above his boxers, where he started to pull them down. His bulge prominent, until his boxers were fully pulled down.
Louis gasped as his dick sprung free from his boxers, pulling them off his legs he laid on the bed and looked at Harry,
"There you have it, my erection. Or as I call it my hard on" Louis rasped looking at Harry still, watching him reach for it, he held his breath and watched him silently. Slowly Harry reached for his dick, stroking down it with one finger from tip to balls.
"Oh" Louis muttered breathing out heavily he shook his head looking at Harry.
"What did I do wrong" Harry shrugged.
Louis shook his head laughing slightly, "no, no, nothing. Just here.."
Louis held his hand out for Harry to take, which he duly did so. Louis directed his hand so that Harry's hand was placed mid-way round his shaft and holding it in his hand.
Harry, who watched every movement and watched where his hand was placed was mesmerised and looked at Louis who, by surprise looked like he was holding his breath. Harry was confused, but enjoying every moment with Louis and, sure he didn't understand it but Louis was teaching him.
"Ok Harry, now go up and down."
Harry did so, slowly, carefully, not wanting to hurt Louis. But Louis' face, said otherwise, so he quickened his pace, biting his lip, he hoped he was doing the right thing. Although as he did it, he thought it was like instinct for some reason, as if as he participated in the movements, it just came to him, like he knew what to do.
Louis moaned loud as Harry put his lips around his tip, neither expecting it, but not denying it, he watched Harry, his head bobbing up and down, and his eyes fluttering closed.
"Harry, stop, come back—u-up." Louis stuttered as he felt the urge of euphoria bursting through him, from the sight of innocent Harry's tongue, and now sinful mouth. He grabbed Harry by the hair pulling him off his dick, in turn making Harry moan, and then shock himself. Looking at Louis, Harry covered his mouth as if he just cussed in front of his mother and smiled innocently.
The motion in itself made him cum, strings landing on his stomach, Harry mesmerised, watching intently and also watching Louis' face, which looked gorgeous, sweaty, red and seething through a moan.
Harry watched closely, as Louis cleaned himself up, making sure it was all gone with a wipe from the bathroom. Louis pulled his boxers back up as his erection slowly went down and then followed by his jeans and top. Harry still sat on the bed thinking looked at Louis and spoke finally.
"Louis? I liked that too, look!" Louis followed Harry's hand with his eyes that pointed to his boxers where Harry had an erection, Louis gasped and just watched how big his dick was. Louis had never imagined it like that, at all, he was slightly taken a back. Groaning he looked at him and smiled telling him to sit on the edge of the bed, as he did Louis pulled down his boxers, Harry moaning slightly as his erection was set free.
Louis took Harry's dick in his hand and started off slow, watching Harry as he did so, his face was enough to give him his second orgasm. It was so hot, his head leant back and mouth agape and moans falling from his Lucius lips, orgasmic to say the least.
Harry reached his climax fast, just from a hand job, but it was expected from his first action from an erection. He smiled as Harry had cum, helping him clean as Harry was regaining his breath and dabbing the sweat from his forehead.
"Louis..." Harry gasped as he looked at Louis smiling, he couldn't believe what he had done, nor could understand it. Why did he enjoy it, why did Louis make him feel like this?
He shrugged and guessed he'd never know, but laid in bed with Louis after getting dressed and turned the tv on and watched Netflix.
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