I Just Wanna Keep Calling Your Name (Until You Come Back Home)

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Hello! This is a new wip that @pattycake18 and I started writing a long time ago and we're jut getting around to post (We still have to finish writing the whole fic). We hope you guys like it!

Louis loved spending time in his backyard at midnight every other night. He also loved having his pajama bottoms and his underwear pooled around his ankles.

Nothing was better than being pressed up against the shed as his neighbor fucked into him. His buff arm wrapped around his small waist, his deep and hard thrusts making his front bump against the shed as he tried to hold on to something. Anything. He felt the air leaving his lungs when he felt his warm lips on the right side of his neck, sucking on the hot skin, and not caring that it was going to leave a bruise behind.

Louis bent down a little, making it easier for him to go deeper, hitting his prostate with every thrust. He moaned, almost giggling when he covered his mouth with his hand and went faster having to hold him tighter. Louis could feel his warm breath on the back of his neck as he got closer, yet felt like he wasn't there yet. He almost came when he let go of his waist and gripped his hips in a tight hold, pounding into his already sore ass. Louis loved it. He placed his hands on top of his much bigger ones, fucking himself as well, then let go to stroke himself but didn't have to when his orgasm hit him hard. So hard that he almost toppled over. Louis' loud moans were muffled just in time before anybody could hear him cry out.

"So fucking tight..." He panted against the back of his neck, thrusting a few more times before he muffled his moan by biting into Louis' right shoulder.

"Ow ow ow, you ass that hurts!" Louis hissed, trying to get away from him, but he held him close by the waist.

"You want your parents to hear us? Your dad to kill me?" He asked, "Who's gonna fuck you then?" He rolled his eyes.

"Oh honey, you're not the only one." Louis snorted.

The action was so fast that Louis didn't have time to hold on to the shed wall when he pulled out of him and pushed him away, making him lose his balance and fall on his side.

"Harry, you're an asshole!" Louis cried out as Harry laughed and pulled his jeans up, he hadn't even bothered to pull them down all the way, just enough to get his dick out.

"Do let me know when someone else is fucking you." Harry made a disgusted expression, "I don't like sloppy seconds." He said before he left.

Louis watched him walk away towards the fence door until he disappeared from sight, that's when he realized he was still sitting on his bare ass touching the grass. He got up and pulled his pajamas up, looked around, then ran back inside his house. He almost screamed when he bumped into a much larger body, feeling the blood rushing to his head when he saw his dad in front of him with his arms crossed over his chest and looking down at him as if expecting an explanation.

"Where were you?" His father, John, asked then tried to look outside.

"Just outside...trying to- to, I just needed some fresh air." Louis gave him the sweetest smile hoping he believed him.

"You know, I thought I heard you talking." His dad said, already making his way to the door making Louis freak out.

"Dad, are you hearing things again?" Louis teased lovingly, running to stand in front of him, blocking his dad's view to the backyard. "Should I tell mom? I'm beginning to get worried."

His dad rolled his blue eyes, much like Louis did. "Hush son. My hearing is perfectly fine. Now move, I need to get something from the shed."

Louis panicked, and prayed that Harry had already left for good, he tended to come back sometimes whenever he would drop his lighter. He stepped in front of the door blocking it from his father who gave him a confused look, Louis smiling and acting as if he wasn't having an internal freak out.