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Louis moaned a bit louder as he thumbed over his slit, his hand working faster over his cock, the slick sound of the lubricant and the pre-cum making wet noises as he rubbed over the head each time he came up to give himself added pleasure, flicking his wrist. He looked back down at the magazine in his free hand, working his hand faster as his jaw fell slack.
This was an every morning routine for Louis. He would get up an hour before work, look at the new weekly magazine he got from work, have a quick wank and then head there.
Who or what was he wanking to? Well, that would be Mr. Harry Styles.
Harry was a very well-known person in the gay porn industry. Louis has seen all his videos, all the magazines, read every article about him. You could say Louis was a bit obsessed, but he’d never admit it.
Louis took one more look at the magazine, Harry’s hand down his own boxers, his other hand in his curls and Louis lost it, throwing his head back against the pillows, his back arching off the bed as he came all over his fist and stomach with a loud cry. He slowly came down from his high, tossing the magazine onto the bedside table.
Louis licked his lips before getting up and running into the shower. Once he was done, he quickly got dressed into the work uniform.
Black jeans with a blue button up, his hair slicked back. He hated it, but hey, it’s work and he loved his job.
He co-owned a sex shop downtown and he was very proud of the business. It made good money and a lot of people stopped in there.
Louis walked out into his kitchen and had a quick cup of coffee before he was on his way. Once he got to work, he opened the shop and immediately walked out back.
He opened the door and saw the new shipment coming in and he quickly signed for it before propping the door open, letting the guys bring the boxes in freely. He walked back out to the front of the store when he heard the bell.
He turned on the computer and the register, typing in his information. He stood by the counter and smiled as he saw Donny, one of his regulars come up, “Hey, Donny. Condoms. Trojan. Ecstasy. Right?”
Donny nodded and smiled brightly, “You know me so well.” Louis chuckled and grabbed the box from behind him and rang it up before Donny swiped his credit card.
Louis put the box into a bag and handed it over, smiling, “See ya next week, Bud.” Donny smiled and walked out with his back and Louis leaned against the counter, biting at his nails, a bad habit of his.
He heard a tapping on the back door and walked over to it. “We’re done.”, the worker said and Louis nodded them off, closing the door.
He looked through the new shipment and marked everything off. He saw something that caught his eye and he picked it up.
It was the new magazine for Syco, the porn industry where Harry works at. He bit his lip and flipped through it, getting to an article about Harry.
He closed it and brought the magazine out with him to the counter. He saw no one around and knew it would be slow today since it was Monday, the slowest day of the week.
He usually only got a maximum of 3 or 4 customers that day. Every other day there would be customers all over the shop.
He yawned a bit and leaned against the counter as he flipped the magazine back open, getting into the article about Harry looking for a new person to work with. He was holding auditions all this week for anyone who wanted to join the industry and be with him in a video.
Louis licked his lips and started to daydream about what it would be like to be with Harry. To see what it would feel like to have Harry’s cock in his mouth, up his arse…
He could feel his pants start to tighten but he couldn’t seem to pull himself from his daydream of Harry fucking him up against the wall, Harry breathing heavy against his neck, feeling his cock pushing in and out of him, hitting him in just that right spot.
He was knocked out of his dream land when someone cleared their throat. He jumped and quickly closed the magazine, “Sorry bout that.”
The man chuckled and as he spoke, Louis swore he heard the voice before, “It’s alright, mate. Something you fancy in that article?” Louis slowly looked up and made eye contact with the person who has been haunting every wet dream he has had for the past 2 years. Harry Styles.
He swallowed thickly and cleared his own throat, “I uhh… N-No.. Just…” He blushed and looked down.
He didn’t normally stutter but this was Harry Styles. Harry chuckled and grabbed the magazine, opening it up to the article that Louis was reading, making Louis turn even more red to the point where he was flushed down to his shoulders.
Harry smiled a bit, “Ah. The article about me looking for a new porn partner.” Louis coughed a bit to cover up the hysterical laughter he wanted to let out.
He nodded his head, “Uhmm.. Yeah. Is there… Is there anything I can do for you?” Harry licked his lips before slowly closing the article. He looked back at Louis, his green eyes piercing through him as he slowly looked him up and down.
Louis noticed Harry’s gaze stopping at the front of his trouser and the smirk on his face. Louis was confused until he looked down and realized that he was still hard inside the confinements of his jeans, his erection pressing painfully up against the zipper.
Louis covered his face and groaned, mortified. Not only was he hard in front of a customer, he was hard in front of Harry Styles.
Harry let out a loud laugh, clapping his hands together. Louis smiled behind his hands because lets face it, Harry had the most wonderful laugh anyone has ever heard.
Harry leaned against the counter, crossing his arms as he peered at Louis, “Don’t be embarrassed. I get this a lot. It’s not a surprise anymore when I see someone hard from thinking about me.” Louis froze instantly and took his hands off his face, looking at Harry in disbelief.
He knew porn stars were cocky but not like this. He moved to the counter so fast that Harry jumped back.
Louis glared at him, “Listen up, yeah, you’re hot. You have a right to be cocky. But not like that. There are guys that are way hotter than you in the industry, who do better than you, who can get more than you. So don’t come in here thinking that you’re all hot shit when you’re not, okay? Okay.”
Louis knew he was lying and Harry knew it too. Harry was the best in the industry and the hottest, but still, Louis didn’t like this guy’s attitude and he was quickly losing all respect for him.
Harry stepped back up to the counter, towering a couple inches, almost a foot taller than Louis, looking down at him. He expected Louis to step down but he had to admit, the little shit had a backbone.
He leaned down close to Louis, gazing at him, “You know, I don’t think you know exactly how good I am. How much people beg for my cock. How much people will pay just to have it in their mouth, to suck me off.”
Louis licked his lips at the thought and Harry smirked, “You want that, Louis? You want my cock in your mouth?” Louis took a quick intake of breath.
How did he know his name? He then remembered he wore a nametag and he glared, “Is there something you need? Condoms? Lube? … A new attitude?”
He turned around to look at the condoms, waiting for Harry to say the brand he wanted. Harry smirked behind him, “Why don’t you give me the kind you would make me to use on you?”
Louis had enough at his point. He whirled around, “Would you just—” He was cut off by Harry grabbing the collar of his shirt, pulling him forward and connected their lips in a rough kiss.
Louis placed his hands on the counter and instantly kissed back, melting into it as he felt Harry’s tongue enter his mouth. How could he not? Harry may be a complete asshole off camera but he was still the one Louis has thought of 24/7 for the past 2 years.
Harry pulled away from the kiss before hopping up over the counter, looking around for anyone. He then picked Louis up effortlessly and set him on top of it before connecting their lips again.
Louis moved his hands to Harry’s curls, pulling on them, knowing from the videos that it was a huge turn on for him. Harry groaned and mumbled against Louis’ lips, “I’m at a disadvantage. You know all my kinks and I know none of yours.”
Louis smirked and licked along Harry’s bottom lip before slipping his tongue into his mouth. Harry moved his hands to Louis’ shirt and slowly unbuttoned it, moving his hands down until the last button was undone.
He slid his hands under the shirt and to Louis’ back, pulling him closer. Louis wrapped his legs around Harry’s waist, letting their tongues tangle together and fight for dominance, neither one of them giving up.
Harry toed his shoes off before moving his hands up to Louis’ shoulders, pushing the shirt off his arms. Louis helped him get it off before his hands went immediately to Harry’s waist, gripping at the edge of Harry’s shirt, tugging on it.
Harry got the hint and lifted his shirt over his head, letting it fall to the ground. Louis licked his lips as his eyes trailed over Harry’s chiseled chest and his defined abs, feeling his cock twitch in his jeans.
Harry took this opportunity to place kisses along Louis’ jaw and down to his neck, searching for his soft spot. He knew he found it when Louis let out a small whine, his hands moving back to Harry’s curls.
Louis knew he could get in trouble for this, even get fired, but at this point, he didn’t care. His boss could walk in right now and Louis would carry on with what he was doing.
He was not going to pass up and opportunity to have sex with Harry Styles. Harry bit down on Louis’ soft spot, making him tilt his head back with a low moan.
Harry continued to move down to Louis’ collarbones, licking at the skin and over his ‘It Is What It Is’ tattoo. Harry sucked a love bite right on the hollow of Louis’ throat, making the said boy groan and tug on Harry’s curls.
Harry felt his pants tighten with want and need, lust quickly taking over as he reached up to tweak at Louis’ nipples, running his blunt nails across the hardened nubs, making Louis arch into his touch and moan. Harry lifted his head back up to Louis’ lips, just wanting to kiss him again.
Usually he doesn’t kiss someone this much, but he just felt something whenever he kissed Louis. Like he didn’t want this to ever stop.
Louis must have felt it too, because he was clinging onto Harry like he was his lifeline, connecting their lips together in a slow, hot kiss. Harry’s hands moved down Louis’ chest and stomach, reaching the top of his jeans.
He expertly unbuttoned them and was careful as he pulled the fly down. Louis let out a sigh of relief into Harry’s mouth which quickly turned to a moan as Harry started to palm him lightly through his boxers, feeling how hard Louis was.
It made Harry feel a bit smug that he could make someone this hard. Harry lifted Louis’ hips up with one arm while tugging his jeans down with the other until they were at his knees.
He pulled them off the rest of the way, taking Louis’ shoes off with them. Louis licked his lips and looked at Harry as he stood back up.
Louis hoped off the counter and pushed on Harry’s chest till his back hit the wall behind him. Louis stood flush against him as he placed hot, open-mouthed kisses all over Harry’s neck, nipping at his sweet spot, making Harry’s jaw go slack as he started to suck harshly on the skin, creating a love bite.
Louis pulled back to inspect the mark and smirked to himself before kissing across Harry’s collarbones, giving each swallow on his chest a light peck, loving his tattoos. It was some of Louis’ favorite things about Harry besides his cock, of course.
Louis moved down and licked along the outline of Harry’s butterfly tattoo, placing kisses all over it. Harry watched Louis with something that was along the lines of fondness in his eyes as he ran one of his hands through Louis’ tousled brown locks, his other hand on the wall behind him.
Louis looked up at Harry and locked eyes with him as he unbuttoned Harry’s jeans. Harry licked his lips and bit back a groan as he saw Louis drag the zipper down with his teeth.
Louis was undeniably gorgeous and Harry had no doubt he was experienced. Louis hooked his fingers into the waistband of Harry’s boxers and he tugged his jeans and them down in one tug.
He let Harry step out of them before he licked his lips, staring at Harry’s cock. It was a little over 8 inches, thick with a prominent vein running underneath it.
The foreskin covered most of the red, leaking tip and Louis just wanted it in his mouth but Harry’s hand in his hair was holding him back. He slowly looked up at Harry, wondering why he was stopping him.
Harry reached over and grabbed some lube before opening it. He looked at Louis and smirked, “I’ll pay for it.”
Louis rolled his eyes and waited to see why Harry was grabbing the lube already. Harry picked up one of Louis’ hands and squeezed some lube onto three of his fingers.
He spread it around to make sure they were all covered before looking down at Louis and said in the voice he used to get everyone to do what he wanted, “You’re going to finger yourself open for me while sucking me off, got it?” Louis let out a small whimper and he nodded his head, showing he understood.
Harry smirked and moved both his hands to Louis’ hair, moving his head so that the tip of his cock was right by Louis’ mouth. Louis licked his lips before looking up at Harry, “Better yet, why don’t I finger myself open while you’re fucking my pretty little mouth?”
It was Harry’s turn to whimper and he nodded his head and choked out, “Yes.” Louis smirked and spread his legs so he could rest comfortably on his knees, his free hand resting on the floor so he was bent forward a bit.
He moved his hand down in between his legs and slipped it under his boxers and moved it towards his arse. He traced his middle finger around his rim, teasing the muscle there as he willed himself to relax.
He slowly pushed his finger inside, all the way up to the knuckle and his mouth fell open as a moan slipped out. Harry took that as his opportunity to tighten his grip in Louis’ hair, pushing his cock into the boy’s mouth.
He moaned, feeling how wet and hot Louis’ mouth was. It was made for sucking cock.
Louis closed his eyes at the feeling of Harry in his mouth, the weight of him on his tongue. He started to push his finger in and out of him, his breathing picking up, a thin layer of sweat forming on his brow as he felt Harry start to thrust in and out of his mouth.
He instantly started to swirl his tongue around the tip every time he pulled out and took him effortlessly down his throat when he pushed back in, moaning around him as he kept fingering himself, hitting all the right spots. He slipped in a second finger, scissoring himself open, working his fingers faster, breathing heavy through his nose as he kept his mouth open, using just the right amount of suction to make Harry moan and grip tighter onto his hair.
Louis needed more so he slid in the last finger, pushing them all the way in and he moaned loud around Harry’s cock as his fingers brushed his prostate. He kept pushing his fingers in and out and was starting to get frustrated because at this angle, he couldn’t quite get it to where he felt the full pleasure.
Harry knew this and he instantly pulled Louis’ head off of him and made him stand up, letting Louis’ fingers slide out with a whine from the said boy. He pulled Louis’ hand from his boxers and he slowly slid Louis’ boxers down, taking time to appreciate the boys’ cock.
It was a solid 7 inches, thick with two prominent veins going along the underside with the foreskin only covering half of the red, leaking tip. Harry pressed a kiss to the tip, licking up the pre-cum before standing up.
Louis shuddered and looked at Harry, pupils blown wide with lust and need. Harry licked his lips and let out a shaky breath, “What uh, what kind of condoms do you use?”
Louis blinked, trying to remember, “The uhh.. The Trojan. Fire and Ice.” Harry nodded and grabbed a box of them, ripping it open, with another promise to pay for them.
He pulled one out and ripped the packet open with his teeth. He got the condom out and slid it on over his cock.
He grabbed the lube and squeezed a bit onto his hand before rubbing it on over the latex, making sure it was slick enough. He turned and saw Louis already up on the counter, leaning back on his elbows, his legs spread wide, his feet propped up on the edge of the counter, his bum almost hanging off the edge, his hole fluttering, as if aching for something to be inside him.
Harry let out a breath and walked over to the boy, running his hands up his thighs, “God, you’re gorgeous…” Louis looked up at Harry and said nothing as he felt Harry line himself up at his entrance.
Harry pushed the head inside and paused, seeing Louis grip tight to the counter but nodded for him to continue. Harry pushed in slowly, feeling Louis’ tight heat engulf him inch by inch until Louis’ arse met his hips and he was fully seated inside him.
Louis took a couple deep breaths, feeling like he was being split fully in two. He never took someone as big as Harry and he knew the pain wouldn’t go away until Harry started to move.
He gave Harry a pointed look, “Fucking move.” Harry smirked and grabbed Louis’ legs and lifted them so that they were resting on his shoulders, getting a better angle.
He gripped tight to Louis’ waist and slowly pulled out before slamming hard back into him. Louis cried out in both pleasure in pain, taking a deep, shuddering breath.
It felt so good yet so painful at the same time but he didn’t want it to stop. Harry built up a steady pace of slowly pulling out and slamming back in, waiting for the pain to go away.
He may be a jerk, but he knew how it felt to take a big cock up your arse and it’s not very fun at first. Harry adjusted his angle, pulling Louis’ hips closer to him and slammed into him at just the right angle, hitting his prostate.
Louis gasped and gripped tighter to the counter, his knuckles white, “F-Fuck.. God, again… Right there.” Harry smirked and pulled out before thrusting back in, hitting that spot over and over, making Louis let out small ‘Ah’s each time.
Louis was breathing heavily by now, looking up at Harry with hooded eyes, “Harder… Fuck, faster. Please.” Harry quickly obeyed, knowing both him and Louis needed this.
Harry dug his nails into Louis’ hips as he started to thrust faster into Louis, his hips slamming against the flesh on Louis’ arse, making a loud sound of skin on skin contact. Louis arched his back, moaning uncontrollably, writhing against the counter, knowing full well that he wouldn’t last very long.
He moved a hand from the counter onto his own cock, tugging in fast strokes, chasing his orgasm. Harry could tell Louis was close from the way he was clenching around him every time he hit the boy’s prostate.
Harry could feel that familiar hot coil in his stomach and knew he wouldn’t last much longer either, but he was determined to make Louis come first. He licked his lips and moved his hips faster, thrusting harder into Louis, hitting his prostate relentlessly, “C’mon, Lou. Cum for me.”
Louis pumped himself a few more times before cumming hard onto his stomach with a loud cry of Harry’s name, his back arching high off the counter as he clenched tight around Harry’s cock. Harry gasped at how tight Louis got and he came inside the condom a couple seconds later, crying out Louis’ name, riding out both their orgasms.
Once both boys came down from their highs, Harry slowly pulled out and pulled the condom off, tying it and throwing it in the trash can. Louis slowly sat up and winced at the sharp pain in his arse and lower back.
He grabbed a tissue and wiped his stomach off and his hand, cleaning it up before throwing it away. Both boys got dressed without a word, not exactly knowing what to say now.
Harry hopped back over the counter and patted down his pockets before finding his wallet. He pulled out his credit card and paid for the lube and condoms.
Louis put them in a bag and slowly handed them over. Harry’s hand closed over Louis’ and neither of them pulled back.
They stared at each other, not wanting whatever just happened between them to be a once off thing. Harry leaned forward at the same time Louis did and their lips met in a slow and sweet kiss.
They pulled away after a while, both of their hearts beating fast, butterflies in their stomachs. Harry took a deep breath, “You should come to the auditions this week… You don’t have to audition, you could just watch. Maybe I can take you out to dinner or something afterwards…”
Louis watched how Harry looked down, a blush on his cheeks and he thought it was the most adorable thing he’s ever seen. He chuckled softly and nodded his head, “Yeah.. I’d like that.”
Harry looked up and smiled which Louis quickly returned. And with one more kiss, Harry headed out the door with the promise of seeing Louis again.