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Larry - So Right or So Wrong

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"Let’s go on the carousel ride, dad! They have an elephant one and it looks just like mine at home, but bigger!" Before Louis could respond Harry was tugging him towards the queue, his curls bouncing around as he ran excitedly as Louis stumbled to keep up with his energetic son. 

"Slow down, peanut. We’ll get there, don’t worry." Louis laughed as Harry gave him a disapproving look once they’d reached the queue and had to wait until the ride stopped again before it was their turn to get on. 

After riding the carousel twice, Louis was very dizzy and Harry was more energetic than ever. He practically bounced 10 feet in the air when he’d finished eating his entire bag of candy floss, much to Louis’ suggestion of not eating the entire bag in one sitting. Harry’s little mouth was all blue from the floss, his lips looked like they’d been frost bitten but really it was the candy floss dye. 

"Where to next peanut?" They stood in the centre of where all the rides were, Harry spun in circles trying to decide what he wanted to go on next. "Wait, how about I pick this next one?" Louis offered as Harry’s face lit up at the idea. Harry liked pleasing his dad and it was only fair that Louis got to pick at least one ride since he’d been picking them all afternoon and now into the early evening. He eagerly nodded his head and Louis smiled back at him. "Mmm, that one looks good and maybe it will mellow you out some." Louis laughed motioning towards the ferris wheel. 

Even though Harry was slightly afraid of heights, he wanted to please his dad so he agreed and reluctantly followed him over to the queue and into the basket. The ride operator locked the bar down in front of them, smiled and said hold on as he pressed the button making them go forward into the air. 

After about 15 minutes of being on the ride they’d only made it not even half way to the top of the ferris wheel, and poor little Harry was scared to death. “Isn’t this lovely, pean- Harry? What’s wrong, do you not like this ride?” Harry stayed silent and continued to grip the bar in front of him, his little knuckles had turned white. When it hit Louis that Harry was afraid of heights but wanted to make him happy and went on the ride anyways, which made sense because Harry hasn’t gone on a tall ride all day. “Peanut, you can put your hands in my trousers if you’d like. We’re up high enough that nobody will see, I’m sorry I didn’t know you were afraid of heights.” Louis felt like the worst father ever for not realizing Harry was scared sooner. 

Harry finally pealed his hands from the metal bar, quickly searching for a way into Louis’ tight trousers and sighed a breath of relief when he finally slipped both hands in. “Safe.” Louis pulled Harry closer so that his head of loose curls was resting on his chest and rubbed his lower back soothingly. They’d made it to the top of the ferris wheel before Louis started to feel Harry moving his hands around in his trousers, Louis didn’t think anything of it until he started getting hard and couldn’t bring it back down again. 

"Peanut, can you not move your hands around in dads trousers please." Harry’s face twisted in confusion at his dads words just as he gripped Louis’ penis and tugged on it, earning a sinful moan from Louis. "Harry, no!" A startled Harry pulled his hands away and rested them on Louis’ thigh.

"Why’s your penis hard dad?" Louis stayed silent and thought he could play it off like he didn’t hear Harry’s question. "Was it because I touched it like this?" Harry repeated his previous action of tugging on Louis’ penis, making him wither in sinful lust, but Louis stayed silent looking straight ahead. 5 minutes later Harry was still tugging away at Louis’ penis, looking up and watching his dads strained facial expressions. 

Eventually Louis couldn’t take it anymore and spurted his seed all over his 10 year old sons hand, followed by another sinful moan. Harry carefully retracted his hands from Louis’ trousers when he felt the warmth and observed the white stuff on his fingers. Without so much as a word Harry popped his fingers into his mouth, licking them clean as Louis’ eyes widen and he watched his son in lust.