A little story, just to take a break from the PhanFic I am currently working on (I'm not bored of it, mind you). If you don't like gay lemon or One Direction, I suggest you leave. I'm not a big fan of them either; I just ship Larry SO HARD. I originally did this for a friend, and she suggest I post here for you guys. So let's get to it then!

Disclaimer: I do not neither Harry Styles nor Louis Tomlinson. They're just characters.

Louis' POV:

A couple of drinks here, a couple of drinks there, and I'm in bed with him.

No, shit, no, shit, no. We both have girlfriends.

Then why does this feel so right?

"Something bothering you, mate?" he said, his green eyes staring into mine.

God, he was sexy.

"Nothing, I was just thinking."

"Well, don't think, feel." And he kisses me again, ever so gently.

We were still clothed below the waist. I hated it, but I wanted him to make the move.

But he was my best friend. Fucking decisions.

Before I could continue my trail of thought, I could feel something. Harry was undoing my belt buckle.

"Umm… what you up to?"

"I've waited long enough, haven't you?" there was playfulness that came along with his voice.

And I was in my boxers.

I couldn't help but blush, though I didn't know why, I mean, no one was watching us.

I just haven't been this naked in front of anyone before. Maybe except, Eleanor.

Eleanor. It had just occurred to me that she existed. And, that I was cheating.

Not the time to think about that now.

My eyes zoomed to the floor. I saw Harry's pants and his underwear. Harry was completely naked.

I could he something. Like two small pieces of metal clanking against each other. I didn't realize how right I was.

Harry appeared out of nowhere with a pair of handcuffs.

"Where did you get that?" I started to worry. I didn't know what would happen next.

"Shh… just sit still and keep being adorable." Then he handcuffs me to the bedposts.

I felt a little uncomfortable. With my two hands handcuffed over me, unable to move them. I flinched when he reached for my boxers and pulled them off.

I didn't realize how horny I was. My erection stood tall. Harry just smiled and kisses my neck, his lips moving downward. His lips soon were on the tip of my cock.

He bobbed his head up and down, his tongue exploring every part of my member. He licked away the beads of pre-cum, and I let out a shudder of pleasure.

"Harry, I'm going to…AHHH!" I couldn't stop it from flowing, and he lapped it up and kisses me again, a little rougher this time. I could taste the sex on his lips.

"We aren't done yet, friend." He bites his lips, and I long for more. He spreads out his legs, and places his ass around my hardened member. I had to resist from trying to pound into him. Which I couldn't, given the position I was in.

He starts to pick up a rhythm. He was warm inside. It felt so good.

Even he let out some moans. He suddenly gets up as I'm about to cum. Then unlocks my handcuffs. "Now Louis, I want you to thrust into me when I bend over." I immediately nodded. My wrists were sting.

He bent over the bed, and I grabbed on to his shoulders and started to pound into him as hard as possible. My member started to throb. I could feel myself gripping harder on his shoulders. Then I came.

It felt like it wouldn't stop flowing, and finally when it did, I collapsed on him.

"That was incredible." I whispered into his ear.

"Up for round two?"

I smiled as we got under the covers.

And who said I couldn't write smut? Okay, this probably sucked. But please review and favorite! The Phan story will be updated soon!