Harry's POV
It's 3:30 and I'm just getting home from school. I trudge up the stairs into my bedroom. Lazily, I throw my heavy backpack full of books and unfinished papers onto my bed. Letting out a sigh, I pulled off my black Doc Martens, unbuttoned my skin tight jeans and pulled them down my lanky legs. I aim them at the hamper in the corner of my room, but they fall onto the floor instead. Shrugging, I smoothed my boxers down and adjusted my tee shirt before walking over to my desk to retrieve my iPod.
"where are you, you little shit? " I say to myself aloud.
Pausing my movements I think to myself.
"Where did I last-... Jacob."
He is always taking my stuff. I angrily stomp out of my room and down the stairs into the basement. …show more content…
Where the hell is my-..."
There is a beautiful specimen of a man sitting on the couch next to my brother. He has luscious brown hair his eyes are a beautiful blue. His stubble covers his chin perfectly. There are a few tattoos on his arms. They are exposed due to the form fitting vans tank top that he is wearing.
"Hey! You little twat. What do you want?" my brother rudely yells.
"Where the hell is my Ipod?"I retort.
"How would I know where it is?"
"Because you take my things all the time. Just give it back please."
"Harry,I don't have your Ipod."
"Fuck you." I storm up the stairs and into my room.
Louis' POV
Harry goes leaves the room and I turn to Jacob.
"What the heck ? Why didn't you give him his Ipod?" I whisper shout.
"What's got your knickers in a twist?"
"You can't just keep the poor kids things. It's not right."
"So ? You just stole porno mags from the drug store ... I'm just keeping his Ipod for a couple days til I get bored. What's the harm?"
"I-it's just not nice." I get up and grab my …show more content…
"Please, make me feel it in the morning."
"No problem." He doesn't hesitate to pull my boxers down and off of my legs,he then procedes to get up and pull his off. I swear I had a heart attack right then and there. He is so big I might cum in my pants right now.
"Does my sweet Cupcake have lube ?"
I flush a crimson color and nod my head while I lean over to my bedside drawer and pulled out the bottle.
"Maybe you aren't the innocent boy I thought you were." He smirked. "Now flip over on your stomach for me baby boy."
He pulls my hips up so my butt is in the air and he spreads my cheeks. I hear the pop of the bottle opening.
"I'm going to stretch you out a little b-" I stopped him mid-sentence
"I was kind of doing that before you were about to leave ..."
"Oh so you're ready for my big c.ock?"
"Yes ,please."
I turn back around with my butt in the air. He squirts lube into his hand and lathers his c.ock with it. His dick is lined up with my entrance as I feel him push in a little further every time. He stays in his place for a few secimds .
"This is killing me. Please move
It's 3:30 and I'm just getting home from school. I trudge up the stairs into my bedroom. Lazily, I throw my heavy backpack full of books and unfinished papers onto my bed. Letting out a sigh, I pulled off my black Doc Martens, unbuttoned my skin tight jeans and pulled them down my lanky legs. I aim them at the hamper in the corner of my room, but they fall onto the floor instead. Shrugging, I smoothed my boxers down and adjusted my tee shirt before walking over to my desk to retrieve my iPod.
"where are you, you little shit? " I say to myself aloud.
Pausing my movements I think to myself.
"Where did I last-... Jacob."
He is always taking my stuff. I angrily stomp out of my room and down the stairs into the basement. …show more content…
Where the hell is my-..."
There is a beautiful specimen of a man sitting on the couch next to my brother. He has luscious brown hair his eyes are a beautiful blue. His stubble covers his chin perfectly. There are a few tattoos on his arms. They are exposed due to the form fitting vans tank top that he is wearing.
"Hey! You little twat. What do you want?" my brother rudely yells.
"Where the hell is my Ipod?"I retort.
"How would I know where it is?"
"Because you take my things all the time. Just give it back please."
"Harry,I don't have your Ipod."
"Fuck you." I storm up the stairs and into my room.
Louis' POV
Harry goes leaves the room and I turn to Jacob.
"What the heck ? Why didn't you give him his Ipod?" I whisper shout.
"What's got your knickers in a twist?"
"You can't just keep the poor kids things. It's not right."
"So ? You just stole porno mags from the drug store ... I'm just keeping his Ipod for a couple days til I get bored. What's the harm?"
"I-it's just not nice." I get up and grab my …show more content…
"Please, make me feel it in the morning."
"No problem." He doesn't hesitate to pull my boxers down and off of my legs,he then procedes to get up and pull his off. I swear I had a heart attack right then and there. He is so big I might cum in my pants right now.
"Does my sweet Cupcake have lube ?"
I flush a crimson color and nod my head while I lean over to my bedside drawer and pulled out the bottle.
"Maybe you aren't the innocent boy I thought you were." He smirked. "Now flip over on your stomach for me baby boy."
He pulls my hips up so my butt is in the air and he spreads my cheeks. I hear the pop of the bottle opening.
"I'm going to stretch you out a little b-" I stopped him mid-sentence
"I was kind of doing that before you were about to leave ..."
"Oh so you're ready for my big c.ock?"
"Yes ,please."
I turn back around with my butt in the air. He squirts lube into his hand and lathers his c.ock with it. His dick is lined up with my entrance as I feel him push in a little further every time. He stays in his place for a few secimds .
"This is killing me. Please move