Boys Divisional School of Manners

Chapter 57 - Part 2

With one hand, he tugs down my boxers roughly. It startles me and makes me jump, and I only laugh.

He laughs too, but I see his red cheeks.

With my thumb, I rub over the back of his hand.

He shifts further back and holds the base of my dick with one hand. He leans down and he takes the tip into his mouth. The warmth and wetness immediately making me squirm.

I almost laugh because I wasn't expecting him to take me like this so quickly.

His tongue swirls around the head, dipping into the slit curiously, and I almost choke on my breath.

It has taken a lot more than this in order for me to react this way with other people. Is it Harry's innocence? His tentativeness? Or is it actually true what they say about things just being better when it's with someone you care about?

It almost hurts my heart to think about it. The odds of Harry reciprocating the feelings are slim. I've already thought it through, and I know to give Harry all I can without falling for him. That's all I need is another broken heart.

He goes deeper down my length, breaking me from my thoughts and making my back arch. My fingers squeeze his and I hold in a moan, making it come out as more of a whine.

"Shit." I mutter through clenched teeth.

I catch my breath as I feel Harry bobbing his head. I look down to him, his mouth around me, his hair touching my legs, and his ass up in the air; of course, boxer clad.

He's so perfect for me.

He sucks a little harsher, making my hips squirm. I want to fuck up into his mouth. It's so tempting but I know it'll scare him. He feels so fucking good.

He seems to relax more as time passes, his head bobbing up and down at a steady pace. He's deeper than before, I can feel his tongue on the bottom of my length.

"You're doing so well, making me feel so good." I say quietly, managing to say it before an involuntary moan comes over me.

His fingers tighten around mine, and I rub my thumb over his hand once more.

I know I'm close but I don't want to freak him out at how fast, so I hold on.

He's doing so well, he might be a little awkward, but not nearly as much as I expected. He seems comfortable. Using his hand on the base of my cock, and his fingers playing with my balls in just the right way. I can't hold on any longer.

"Harry." I warn in a quiet voice, trying to keep my composure.

He sucks harder, he doesn't seem to let up. I almost think he hadn't heard me so I squeeze his hand and repeat myself, telling him I'm about to come.

He pulls back and his tongue works over the parts of my cock he can reach. My legs squirm and I almost kick him in the back of his thigh.

My head leans back and my eyes squeeze shut.

My jaw slacks as I come into Harry's mouth. I felt him flinch but his mouth never left my dick, he continued sucking throughout my orgasm.

"Baby." I mutter, reaching for his cheeks. I must've let go of his hand during my orgasm.  "Haz, baby. Fuck."

He complies with my tug and he lifts my boxers back up and moves to hover over me, his hands on either side of my shoulders.

His lips are red and wet, and his eyes bright green. His cheeks red and flustered and his hair is messy from where he pushed it back. Beautiful.

I kiss him, and I do it fiercely. I feel him relax into the kiss; it's a great feeling. He uses one arm to keep himself held up, and the other to cup underneath my neck.

My heart racing doesn't allow for me to catch the breath I need, so I pull back from Harry and fall back onto the pillows. A big dopy grin on my face.

We take a moment just to look over each other, then I reach up and I rub over his cheek with my thumb, "So beautiful."

He smiles but rolls his eyes and falls onto the bed beside me, rolling into my side and tucking his head onto my chest.

I wrap my arm to be around his back, my hand resting on the top of his hip.

We get a good laugh as we struggle to get the blanket back up on us from where they were bunched up at our feet.

"You want to get off?" I ask Harry, my hand creeping towards his front jokingly.

"I'm okay. Thank you." He says and let's his arm fall to be draped over my torso.

I scoff, "I'm offended. I didn't even get you horny?" I squeeze his hip.

He laughs, "You did, but I'm happy right here."

oOoOo

So Louis' POV? And yeah, this was just a little part, not really what I'd consider a chapter. I'm still deciding on how to play the next chapter out.-.

You guys should add me on stuff XD

Twitter - boybands77amy
Kik - larrysfireproof
And ask for snapchat? Only because it has my last name /: