Zayn's sat with his head in his hands, tugging at the roots of his black hair.
It had been a few days sense Harry's outburst and he had become more persistent about Zayn doing...That, to him. He used every situation to touch Zayn inappropriately like Louis and Niall would do, but Zayn found himself pushing the curly boy away or telling him to knock it off, making his little brother cry over and over again.
And in all honesty, he didn't want to make Harry cry. He wanted to do all those pleasurable things with the curly. He wanted to have him bent over the end of the bed while the darker took him from behind, making the younger whimper for more but Zayn knew better.
He couldn't have that with Harry, not now, not ever. He wouldn't be able to live with himself if he took that one shred of innocence from Harry.
But now, Harry sat in the corner of Louis room, everyone else out doing their own thing. Niall and Louis were down by the lake, the girls took the horses for a ride and Jay was probably gardening. While Harry finally figure out how to work the laptop in which he saw Louis looking at pictures of people doing that thing he caught Niall and Louis in the middle of.
Within minutes, he learned it was called sex and Harry really enjoyed watching people have it. But it made him even more frustrated toward Zayn. Did he not want to make Harry feel good? Did he despise him, depriving him of such a luxury?
The girl on the movie moaned and Harry didn't like that. She was yucky, why would he put his privets there? Isn't that were babies come out? Harry stuck his tongue out, exiting off that movie and finding another one with two boys. He liked those ones better.
The two boys seemed to be enjoying each other, kissing hungrily and it made Harry 's downstairs ache.
By the time both boys were stripped down to nothing, Harry found himself throbbing to be touched. The only problem was, he didn't know how...Why did it hurt so bad, and why couldn't he make it go away?
He pulled his pants down so he sat on in his boxers, the head of his cock pocking through the slit in his boxers. "Go away." Harry groaned, trying to push his pulsating member back into his boxers but when he touched it, god, did it feel good. So he did just that; he fondled himself, staring at the movie that played loudly, the couples rough sounds filling Niall's ears and burning a hole in his head.
He didn't feel so confused anymore because this did feel good and he understood what Louis was talking about. But he still didn't understand why Zayn wouldn't have sex with him, it was just sex? Wasn't it going to make Zayn feel good too?
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Jay finished cleaning the girls room, stuffing there toys back in the toy box and picking the hamper back up where she headed for Louis room to collect his dirty socks.
As she reached for the handle, her breath caught. She knew those sounds, recognized them anywhere. The only problem was, Niall and Harry were down at the Lake, probably swinging off the tree rope, landing in the warm water.
Maybe it was Lottie and her boyfriend? No, she was out riding the horses with her sisters, surly she wouldn't be doing such a thing at such a young age.
Who else was left?
She cracked the door open, poking her head in.
Harry sat on the floor, his back facing the door, his pants at his ankles and his hand between his legs while the Laptop shown a dark screen, surrounding something Harry shouldn't be watching, but managed to get his hands on anyways.
She gasped quietly, closing the door without the curly boy hearing.
She set the hamper down, letting the situation sink in before she headed right for Zayn's room where he sat frustrated on his bed. "Zayn." She whisper shouted, closing his door behind her. "What's wrong?" He asked.
Jay sat down beside him, bit on her lip. "I just caught Harry watching porn, in Louis room..." She whispered.
Zayn Covered his mouth, gasping. "He didn't see me, thankfully, but I think you should go in there. He's your brother; he shouldn't be seeing this stuff, not yet."
Zayn nodded, jumping up from his spot. "Thank you jay." He said before making his way down the hall to Louis bedroom where he cracked the door open.
Sure enough Harry was sitting on the floor, his head thrown back, one arm holding him while the other played with his hard cock. "Dammit Harry." Zayn growled, the boy jumping nearly ten feet in the air as Zayn closed the bedroom door. "What do you think you're doing, huh?" He asked, slamming the laptop closed, putting it on Louis bed and turning his gaze back to the shaking boy.
"I-I..." He stuttered. "That's very bad Harry, its bad you here? You don't do that, and certainly not on someone else's computer."
Harry nodded, a silent tear escaping his left eyes which Zayn leaned forward to wipe away.
Instead, Harry filched away, breathing heavily, clenching his tiny eyes shut. "Baby..." Zayn sighed, moving the boy closer to him. "I'm not going to hurt you, I just...I don't want you looking at that kind of stuff."
Harry shook his head, standing were he pulled up his pants. "What's so wrong with sex! Why won't you give it to me!" He screamed, making a run for the bedroom door.
" Harry, get back here!" Zayn yelled after him, chasing him to their shared room, running right past Jay who moved out of there way. " Harry, stop!" He said sternly, pushing the door open before the curly had time to lock it. "You stop." He pushed the blue eyes boy onto the bed, climbing on top of him. "You want sex? Fine." Zayn had it up to here with Harry 's constant teasing, he was going to give him a piece of his own medicine.
"No, Zaynie, No." Harry shook his head as Zayn started unbuttoning his pants in an intimidating way. "Then stop doing this okay? I'll do those things with you when and only when I think you're ready." Zayn sighed, collapsing next to his shaking brother. "C'mere." He whispered softly, taking Harry into his arms. "You don't have to worry, I would never do that to you...I'm not like dad. I just want this all to stop. You're not ready yet charming."
Harry nodded understandingly, leaning up to Kiss Zayn's mouth were his lips stayed, moving calmly with Zayn's. "I love you Charming...I'm sorry I scared you." Zayn bit back a sob, kissing Harry more passionately, tightening his grip on the curly. "S'Okay." Was all he managed, smiling softly at Zayn who picked him up, setting him on his lap.
"How about we go meet Niall and Louis at the lake? I'll teach you to swim?"
Harry nodded eagerly, searching through the closet full of new clothes were he found there swim trunks. Harry 's being Toy Story; Zayn's just a plain black.
"Don't tell Louis." Harry said, pulling the swim trunks on over his boxers. "I won't love, don't worry." Zayn laughed, leaning over and pulling Harry 's shirt off, pressing light kisses to his shoulders.
"Mmm," Harry moaned, his knees giving out. Luckily, Zayn was there to catch him, lifting him back up and continuing to pepper Harry in kisses. First, his small tender shoulders, then along his sides, sucking and leaving small love bites all around his skin.
"Z-Zayn." Harry grunted, Zayn moving to the front of him were he picked Niall up, setting him gently on the bed behind him.
Harry 's chest vibrated with sound, a deep moan elected from his quivering lips as Zayn lent down, taking one of Harry 's nipples into his mouth, sucking tenderly on it, swirling his tongue round and round, making Harry shake and whimper.
Realization smacked Zayn like his father the first time he said 'Fuck' when Harry's hands found his hair, Zayn's head shooting up, climbing off Harry 's body which arched off the bed, his chest rising and falling. Harry panted his swim trunks becoming even tighter. "S-Sorry Harry, we can't go any further." Zayn sighed, Fixing his hair so it didn't look so messy and helping Harry off the bed. "C'mon, we can fix that bub." He snickered, taking him out of the house and around back where he found the garden hose in the shade.
He turned it on for a minute, letting the warm water rush out, finally the ice cold pouring out of the end of the hose. "Come here." He ordered, un doing Harry pants and stuffing the hose in, Harry squealing at the cold water. "Shh, Its okay Hazz, it's to help your boner go away."
Harry gave Zayn a funny look. "what's a boner?" He giggled, taking the hose out of his pants once his downstairs felt numb.
"It's when...Your peepee gets really hard, and it hurts, Okay?"
Harry giggled again, nodding before he took Zayn's hand, letting the darker lead him down a path to the lake were they found Niall and Louis snogging in the water. "Care if we join?" Zayn asked, making the two pull apart. "Er...Sure, but, throw us our trunks?" Louis blushed, pointing to the shorts hanging on the tree. "You guys are aware, my little brother is right here...You knew we were coming, why are you naked?" Zayn scolded, throwing the shorts into the water.
"Well, it was getting late; we didn't know if you would actually come?" Niall shrugged, pulling his shorts on. "And you're dating your little brother? Kind of incest don't you think?" Louis teased, splashing some water at Zayn.
"What's...In...Incest?" Harry crinkled his nose at the word, Zayn picking him up in his strong arms and walking into the water, Harry squirming around.
"Well, Its-" "Eh, Eh, Save it, He's already learnt what a boner is today, he doesn't need to learn that too."
Niall gave Zayn a curious look, cocking his eyebrow. "I got a boner and Zayn stuck the hose down my pants." Harry giggled, wrapping his arms around Zayn's neck, planting a short-lived kiss to his lips. "Not here charming." Zayn warned, setting Harry down so he could stand in the water.
Harry was at least half a foot smaller then Zayn so he stood on his tiptoes. "Well, its good that he's learning?" Louis made the question.
"Harry doesn't want me to tell you, but he was watching porn on your computer...That's why he had the boner and that's why I had to put the hose down his pants, but the worst part is, your mum was the one who caught him."
Harry pouted, crossing his arms. He told Zayn not to tall Louis, but he did anyways. "Come here Charming, you big baby." Zayn laughed, picking Harry back up so his legs wrapped around Zayn's mid-section, giggling. "Kiss, Kiss, Kiss." Louis chanted quietly.
Zayn rolled his eyes, pecking Harry 's lips and setting him back down. "We should head back now, Jays probably making dinner. Ready to go home Harry?"
Harry nodded his little head, grabbing Zayn's hand.
~*~
Once home, Harry and Zayn ate there dinner, giggling and feeding each other tacos. Jay smiled at the boys, having made up, and seeming so happy together.
"Alright girls bath time." Jay said, putting everyone's plates in the skin. "Same for you Mr. Styles." Zayn smirked, chancing Harry around the living room to catch him. "C'mere charming." He laughed, capturing the boy, swinging him around in a circle.
"Okay!" Harry giggled, getting out of the grip and running up the stairs.
"Take a bath with me?" He pleaded, taking off his clothes once they reached there room. Zayn had never taken a bath with Harry, hell; Harry had never seen Zayn naked.
"I...I don't know Harry, maybe another night." Zayn shook his head, picking up Harry 's scattered clothes. "You said that last time." Harry sighed, throwing his boxers in the corner and scuffing to the bathroom.
"Harry..."
Harry shook his head, getting in the awaiting bath. "Forget it." He crossed his arms, playing with the soap with a sigh.
Zayn finally gave in, pulling his shirt off, Harry giving him a larger than life grin, his eyes blown wide with curiosity. Surly it was just a ploy to see Zayn naked, but how could Zayn say no to that face?
So he found himself in his boxers, letting out a long breath before pulling them down, Harry's jaw dropping as Zayn got in behind him, wrapping his long arms around the younger.
"Zayn?" He asked looking back at his boyfriend. "Yes?" Zayn chuckled, kissing Harry 's cheek. "It's so big." He whispered, his eyes wide. "What is?" Zayn frowned, holding Harry tighter. "Your...peepee." He said even quieter.
Zayn laughed, putting some bubbles on Harry 's head. "That's great charming." He rolled his eyes, leaning back against the tub while Harry played, occasionally leaning against Zayn, the elder's chest pressed to Harry 's pale back.
"Love you." The curly said out of no were, grabbing hold of one of Zayn hands and tangling their fingers together. "I love you too, Charming." Zayn said, bringing Harry 's hand to his lips and kissing it.
Harry turned around, giggling, before straddling Zayn's waist and leaning down to kiss the darker's neck. "Hazza, please don't do this again, you know I can't resist, I don't want to push you away like last time." Zayn sighed, dumping water on his back to wash off the soap.
~*~
Soon, he got Harry out of the bath and dressed in a pair of boxers.
Tonight they got the bed to themselves, the girls sleeping in there room for once so Zayn pulled on only boxers like Harry, climbing in behind him, kissing along his neck gently.
"More." Harry insisted, his hands placed on Zayn's hips, but once again...The elder denied him, telling Harry to go to sleep so he did just that, sighing deeply and resting his head on Zayn's chest, dancing his fingers around Zayn's chest till he finally feel asleep.
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