Part 12

Harry was bored. Bored out of his mind. He was pretty sure he was going to rip every strand of hair out of his head if he didn't fine something to occupy his attention.

Sadly for Harry, Louis wasn't home yet. He went out earlier to pick up a few things they needed so Harry was all alone.

Bored and dying for anything to happen. He honestly felt that scampering to kill a bug would be more exciting then just sitting on the couch like he was right now.

He walked around their flat and stopped by the doors that led to their spacious back yard. He saw that Louis still had his football stuff set up from playing with Niall and Zayn a couple of days ago.

Why not? Harry couldn't play nearly as good as Louis, well he really couldn't play at all but he desperately needed something to do.

So he ran upstairs to change into football clothes, changed from his house slippers into his cleats and headed to their back yard to play.

Harry walked outside picking up the ball and walking to the middle of the field. He heard Louis pull up in their driveway, happily scurrying to the gate to see Louis hop out of his Range Rover.

Louis had his own car, one that fit his size. But he loved driving Harry's car. He loved using anything of Harry's. He loved wearing anything of Harry's. His stuff was just so inciting. And big. (no pun intended)

"Hey babe. What are you doing back there?"

Louis asked walking through the garage with the bags into the house and inside the kitchen.

Harry walked back inside to the kitchen, wrapping his arms around Louis' waist from behind as he unpacked the bags.

"I was just going to play some football. I was really bored and needed something to do."

"You? Playing football? Haz no offense but you can't play. You would of pissed yourself off."

Harry sighed, resting his chin on Louis' shoulder.

"You're right. So come play with me Tomlinson. You can teach me all you know so I can get better."

Louis giggled, swiveling around and connecting their lips and a light kiss.

"Okay I'll go get my stuff."

Harry smiled running outside to go make sure everything was in the correct place for Louis.

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"Okay you start with the ball."

Louis said kicking it lightly to Harry's feet. Harry took a deep breathe, starting to run with the ball. He was doing pretty well until his pigeon toed feet tripped over each other, Harry slipping on the ball. He fell to the grass, landing right on his bum.

"Aw shit that hurt!"

Harry cursed, standing up rubbing his bum. Louis was across the field laughing at just how clumsy and cute his boyfriend was. Harry wasn't very good at sports in general but it was so cute to see him try.

"Walk it off babe it's okay just try again. Here kick me the ball."

Harry kicked the ball over to Louis, it going too high for him to kick back so he chest bumped it, to a knee touch, then back down to his feet. Harry scoffed running towards Louis to try and get the ball.

Him and Louis started running fighting each other to get the ball. Harry tried to to kick the ball but ended slipping up. He tripped over the back of his ankle, falling to his side.

Louis burst into laughter, Harry joining in.

He was probably the clumsiest person Louis has ever met in his life. Harry could just be leaning against something and slip.

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They played for about another twenty minutes, Harry falling down more times then he's actually been able to get the ball.

Him and Louis were fighting for the ball now, and they have been for about five minutes. Harry was being extra careful, watching his feet so he didn't slip again.

So close to not slipping.

Harry kicked his foot out, kicking the ball into the net. Louis tripped over his stumbling into Harry. Harry tried to catch Louis but ended up falling down, Louis fell on his knee, making it look like he was straddling Harry.

Harry had a tight hold on Louis' shirt, eyes wide open looking up at Louis who looked just as surprised as Harry. Louis shifted on his knee to try to get up but accidentally rubbed his dick against Harry's. Both boys let out a gasp, pupils getting huge.

"Louis I didn't mean to trip you."

Louis shook his head, eyes roaming over Harry's body.

"I'm glad you did."

Louis leaned down and attacked Harry's neck with kisses. He sucked dark love bites into his skin, Harry moaning from the pleasure he was getting.

"Louder." Louis mumbled into Harry's neck.

Come to think of it, Harry didn't exactly know why he was trying to be quiet. In their bedroom, he screamed like a complete whore. They're neighbors weren't close enough to hear him if he was to moan outside.

"Louis. Louis I want to fuck you."

Louis kissed up Harry's jawline to his ear.

"Fuck me out here. I want the whole block to know your name. Want them to know your mine."

Harry moaned, his shorts getting tighter. He rolled over so Louis was under him. He wasted no time taking off Louis' shirt and his own. He attached his lips to Louis' collar bones sucking dark bruises into each.

Louis moaned, laying his head back into the grass running his small fingers through Harry's mess of curls. Harry purred, kissing further down Louis body.

He sucked each nipple into his mouth, teasing Louis knowing they were super sensitive. He continued down Louis' body until he got to the top of his shorts.

"Harry stop teasing."

Harry smiled up at Louis before yanking his shorts down. Louis lifted his hips so Harry could properly take them off, laying them under his bum.

He palmed Louis through his boxers, feeling a wet patch forming. Louis groaned in frustration, hating when Harry teased him.

"Harry please."

Harry was enjoying this too much but he also wanted to hurry up and suck Louis off. He lifted Louis' hips once again taking off his boxers, his cock slapping against his stomach.

Harry licked his lips, wrapping one of his large hands around his shaft. Louis sighed in relief, wanting Harry to touch him more then anything. Harry pumped his shaft a few times before sucking the head into his mouth.

Louis gasped, hips bucking up out of instinct. Harry licked a fat striped against the underside of Louis' shaft.

Louis gasped as Harry took him fulling into his mouth, bobbing his head. Harry pumped what ever he couldn't fit, humming around Louis.

"Fu-uck Harry."

Louis was panting, trying hard to keep his hips planted to the ground. The last thing he wanted to do was choke Harry. Harry pulled off of Louis with a pop.

"Louis I want you to fuck my mouth please please I love it please fuck my mouth."

Louis let out a small whine from all Harry's begging. It always made him so horny and - god he needs Harry's mouth more then anything right now.

Harry wrapped his pink plump lips around Louis once again.

He placed his hands behind his back, giving Louis the okay. Louis thrust his hips up, hitting the back of Harry's throat.

His eyes rolled back into his head. He loved that feeling when he it the back of Harry's throat. He loved how Harry would start turning red in need of air but he never stopped. Or gagged. He was made to suck dick.

Louis pulled Harry off of him, and got up onto his knees.

"Suck like the fucking cock slut you are."

Harry smirked, taking Louis into his mouth once again. He hummed around Louis each time his head his the back of his throat. Harry was enjoying himself as well. He loved that feeling he got like he was going to die if he didn't get air.

But it only turned him on more.

Harry was getting tired of not being able to move so he placed his hands on Louis hips, stopping his movements. He wrapped one hand around Louis' shaft, bobbing his head at a fast pace.

Louis was moaning loudly, head thrown back. His hands were running through Harry's curls, occasionally tugging when he would suck or lick his head.

"So close baby doing so well so close."

Harry started to suck harder then he already was, Louis panting even more. Harry dipped his tongue in the slit and it was enough to send Louis over the edge.

Louis gasped and gripped Harry's curls tightly as he shot his load deep into Harry's throat. Harry sucked him until he was finished, making sure to swallow every drop Louis gave.

Harry pulled off wiping his mouth. Louis fell back onto his bum, Harry laying down next to him.

"I saw we play football together more often."

Louis giggled, pulling his boxers and shorts back over his body.

"I saw we work on your footwork styles."