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"Louis! Louis, I'm cumming!" A 16- year- old Harry shouted as his orgasm shot through him. Harry tightened around Louis, who was so close at the sound of Harry's shout.
"Shit, Harry!" 18- year- old Louis shouted, cumming inside of Harry.
It was a normal Friday night for the two teenage boys. Harry and Louis were together, just like always. They were hanging out at Harry's house, just like always. They shared a cheese pizza, just like always. Harry was underneath Louis, just like- well, not just like always. Sometimes he was on top, riding his friend. Or he would be sucking Louis off from above.
"You get better every time, Lou." Harry complimented Louis as he stood to get a washcloth.
"I know. I'm pretty amazing if I should say so myself." Louis said, a playful smile on his lips.
Although Harry was rolling his green eyes, he let a small smile reveal itself on his lips. He smiled as he semi-cleaned himself before moving to straddle Louis on his bed.
"Dammit, Louis. Why does cum dry so fast?" Harry muttered as he furrowed his brows together as he tried to clean his friend.
"I'll just take a shower and clean myself, babe." Louis said as he flipped them and stood, leaving Harry on the bed.
Louis had just stepped in the warm shower when he heard the bathroom door open. He paid it no attention, though. A second later, the shower curtain was opened and a large body was coming in.
"You know, I'm still dirty. A washcloth isn't as good a cleaner as taking a shower is." Harry said behind Louis, wrapping his arms around the older lad and leaning down, resting his head against Louis' back.
Louis was older than Harry but that did not mean that he was taller. Okay, Louis was taller but Harry was gaining on him. Harry was less than two inches shorter than Louis.
Louis chuckled softly as his friend's words.
"A shower isn't always a good way to clean up when there are two people in here." Louis retorted, turning around to face Harry.
"Sure, but two is always better than one." Harry replied as he went for a kiss. They kissed roughly for a second before they heard a loud car door slam. When they heard it, they pulled away instantly.
"I'll get clothes. Dry off a little, yeah?" Harry said hurriedly as he ripped open the shower curtain, running to his room.
Louis turned off the shower and rubbed his hair with a towel. No more than a second later, Harry returned, this time, he was clothed in sweats an a shirt but still wet.
"Here, put this on." Harry said, throwing the clothes that Louis always wore whenever he slept over at Louis while he caught the towel that Louis threw at him.
As Louis tugged on sweatpants and a shirt, Harry used the towel to dry his hair as much as he could.
"Harry! We're home!" A shout came from downstairs as the front door slammed shut.
"Just a minute, Mum!" Harry yelled back. He gave Louis a wide-eyed, panicked look but Louis just pecked his lips before grabbing one of Harry's hands and dragging him down the stairs.
"Good evening, Mrs. Cox. Hello Gemma." Louis sweetly greeted Harry's mum and older sister.
"Oh, Louis! How are you dear? And after all these years, how many times do I need to tell you, call me Anne." Harry's mum greeted Louis.
"Of course. Sorry, Anne. I'm alright. And how are you? " Louis replied charmingly.
"We just saw that most dreadful movie, Breaking Dawn. I feel bad for the actors. That movie will be the end of their careers." Anne said as Gemma silently made her exit, waving politely to Louis and Harry.
"I agree. They could have done so much better." Louis responded, nodding his head in agreement.
"Wait, what are you doing here, Louis?" Anne said, suddenly realizing she did not know that Louis was coming over.
"Oh, just working on a project." Harry said quickly.
"I thought you just turned in your history project?" She said, confused.
"We're working on our English project now. I hope it's alright that I just came over. I was talking to Mr. Atkins when he decided to change some thing regarding the project." Louis said smoothly as Harry hid behind him.
"So many projects! Well, you boys have fun. And stay over if it gets too late! I'm making pancakes that I know you love in the morning!" Anne said.
"Thank you very much, Anne. We will definitely work hard tonight but I think this project might take a while." Louis said as he squeezed Harry's crotch behind him. Behind him, Harry made a quiet noise at the squeeze but was also blushing at the thought of having Louis over for a whole night.
"That's fine as long as you boys are working hard!" Anne said.
She kissed both boys on the cheeks as she said her goodnights. They waited until they heard the bedroom door to let out their breath of relief.
"That was really close. We can't let it get that close again or else I might die from nervousness." Harry said, wrapping his arms around Louis' torso and leaning on him.
"Actually, I think we should do if more often. Because of this, I get to spend my night with the sexiest guy in town." Louis said as he turned around, pressing himself against Harry's body.
"Too bad because my mum and sister are in the house so we'll be playing video games all night, just like we were younger." Harry said.
"Ugh, so we have to play the innocent friends card tonight? Why can't we just have sex?" Louis whined, turning around and jumping on Harry, causing him to fall backwards onto the couch in the living room. Harry moved to lie on the couch, his head resting on one of the armrests.
"Because, Lou! We've been friends since we were born. Not a lot of people I know have sex on a daily basic with their friends in their house with their mum and sister in the house." Harry explained as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
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That's right. Harry Styles and Louis Tomlinson are the best of friends that sleep together. That is, in a sexual way. So, people would call them, friends with benefits. They kept their sexual activities to themselves, not letting anybody know of their private pleasures.
Although they had been friends since birth, they grew and so did their sexual desires. One day, the two young boys had been wrestling when their curiosity had gotten the best of them. When Louis trapped Harry underneath him, he couldn't help the way Harry looked. Face flushed and lips red. Without thinking, Louis leaned down and pressed their lips together.
Of course, kissing your best friend is weird so there was tension for the longest time. They got over it soon enough when they admitted that they both rather liked it but they had their own different crushes on other people. So they just experimented on each other, increasing their knowledge on sex.
As time went on, they had agreed on rules:
The other person can date other people.
No one else but the two will know of their private activities.
Do not fall in love with each other.
They stuck by the rules and since then, they had been as close as could be. The kisses turned to make out session, which turned into handjobs and blowjobs, and finally, they had sex.
Whenever one of them, usually Louis, had a girlfriend, they stop. They pretend like they never did anything and carry on. When they break up, they go back to loving each other like the girlfriend never existed. But that was the routine. That's what they did.
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"But none of them are friends with you and your delicious ass." Louis said. With that, Louis slammed their mouths together, their lips slotting into place. Working his lips skillfully, Louis slipped his hands underneath Harry's shirt, feeling his hot, slightly damp, skin. Harry groaned into Louis' mouth as Louis flicked his fingers on his nipple.
Gathering his senses, Harry placed his hands against Louis small chest, pushing him up. Louis sighed, irritated but sat up to straddle the younger boy nonetheless.
"Come on, Lou. We just had sex, like, an hour ago." Harry said, his hands on Louis' hips.
"But I'm a growing boy with needs." Louis whined, grinding down on Harry's hips, into his crotch. Harry moaned and squeezed his eyes shut, trying his best not to excite his little friend even more.
"Maybe they'll be met tomorrow if we're alone." Harry said.
Louis obviously did not like that answer but could tell Harry would not change his mind. Instead of arguing, he stood and pulled Harry up to his room and putting Love Actually into the DVD player. Together, the couple lied in the bed until they fell into a deep slumber, cuddling into each other's arms.