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Larry - So Right or So Wrong

"Salty like a pretzel." Harry giggled as he licked the last bit of come off his little hands and looked proudly at his father. "Can we go home now?" Louis was still shell shocked by Harry’s actions, unable to speak he nodded and 10 minutes later they reached the bottom of the ferris wheel. 

They drove home in silence, Harry sat watching a DVD in the backseat and Louis’ mind wandered back to what his son just did, he let his son jerk him off and then lick his come from his fingers. Louis thought he was definitely getting a business class seat to hell and maybe even an upgrade to first class, because he wanted to do more with his 10 year old son, so much more. 

Since it was late Louis stopped at a drive thru for dinner, they both ate their food on the way home and once home Harry skipped happily into the flat as though nothing out of the ordinary happened today. Whilst Louis stood outside the vehicle trying to calm himself and push his vile thoughts of having sex with his son out of his mind, considering he still had to tuck Harry into bed. 

Sometime later Louis went inside in search of Harry so he could put him to bed but when he went to his bedroom, it was empty. He checked the playroom, bathroom, kitchen, living room and even the back garden, all turned up empty. Louis went to check his own bedroom, the least likely place Harry would be. 

"What are you doing, peanut!" Harry laid sprawled out on Louis’ bed stark nude, smiling at his dad. 

"I’m ready." Louis was beyond confused at his sons words, he shifted his weight onto his other leg as he ran his fingers through his feathered quiff. "I’m ready to save sex with you, dad. I’ve waited for a long while and now I’m ready, honestly." Harry stated confidently as he sat up on his knees on the bed. 

Louis was completely taken back by this whole situation. “What are you talking about? Harry, I’m your dad. This isn’t what fathers and sons do. Please peanut, put your clothes back on.” Louis collected Harry’s clothes from the floor and set them on the bed next to him. 

"I’m adopted, it’s okay." Harry shoved the clothes back onto the floor and scooted to the edge of the bed, still propped up on his knees. "That’s why I stick my hands down your trousers when I’m scared, it’s nice and I like accidentally touching your penis." Harry giggled when he winked at his dad when he said accidentally. "Besides you liked it when I jerked you off earlier, your come tasted good. I want more." 

Louis was lost at this point, how did Harry know so much about sex already and he was blown away that Harry’s been waiting or rather planning this moment for a long time. “How do you know about sex, you haven’t let someone touch you have you?” Louis felt his temper start to rise with the thought of someone else touching his son came to mind. 

Harry shook his head, wide eyed. “No! Never, I only want you to touch me like that. Erm, Zayn told me about it.” Harry grabbed Louis’ hand and pulled him down next to him so that he was sat on the bed next to him. 

"Who’s Zayn?" Louis tried racking his brain thinking if Harry had ever mentioned him before, which he hadn’t and it makes sense why. 

"He’s two years above me, we have Physical Education and Art together. He told me about sex because he’s done it with his boyfriend Liam and I want to do sex with you, dad. Please." Harry looked into his dad eyes, softening them and making them big like puppy eyes, the look that Harry knows Louis can’t resist.

Louis would be a liar if he said he hadn’t felt something for Harry on a sexual level, specially after Harry jerked him off but Harry was his son, adopted or not and he didn’t want to hurt the boy. “Peanut, I don’t think this is a good idea. I could hurt you badly and I d-” Harry cut his dad off mid-sentence when he attached his plump lips to his neck and sucked at the lightly tanned skin. “H-Harry, what are you d-doing?” Louis’ breathing was ragged as Harry kissed down his neck and pulled away, leaving Louis breathless.