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Louis had always fancied the idea of being dominated. Brought right to his breaking point and told to hang on. He loved the of idea being used, fucked so hard he wouldn't be able to walk straight for a week. As he grew older it became a need, he could no longer satisfy himself with just a quick wank; he had to be tied down and dominated, denied what he oh so desperately needed before finally being allowed to cum hard.
So when he joined the band it became difficult to fulfill his needs. He tried to turn it into a game. Seeing how long he could go without a release but then he would just get grouchy and desperate.
One night about a month into the tmh tour he just couldn't stand it anymore. He woke up in his bunk achingly hard and needing to come. Groaning he rolled over onto his tummy and after listening for a moment he was able to discern voices in the main lounge area at the back of the bus. Assuming he was in the clear he slid his joggers and pants down his legs just enough that just his cock stuck out. Trapped deliciously between his toned stomach and the sheets he started to rut against his bed. The course sheets were rough on his cock but the pain was an almost pleasure. He imagined Harry holding him down against the sheets while fucking into him, how every thrust would cause his cock to rub against the bed. He pictured Harry's breath against the shell of his ear, curls tickling his cheek as Harry whispered naughty things into his ear. "what a good little slut just taking my cock; don't you dare come yet." Louis moaned god he needed more, so much more. Needed everything imaginary-Harry could give him.
"Please Harry," Louis moaned brokenly.
"Lou..?" Harry questioned and wait that was real Harry, not the one Louis had conjured up to dominate him. Shit.
"um... yeah?" He called out sounding rather wrecked "Harry?"
"Lou are you wanking to me?" He questioned, he didn't sound appalled just interested? As though the thought of his best mate wanking off and picturing him was an intriguing thing rather than a creepy one.
But Louis was too far gone to notice, hadn't cum in weeks and he was so desperate. "yes Harry, please." he breathed not entirely sure what he was asking for but just needing something, anything Harry has to give him.
Suddenly Harry was out of his bunk and climbing into Louis' without a second thought. It was rather cramped in the small space and Louis had to roll over to let Harry in but then Harry's hand was around him and God! That felt good and oh! Louis could barely speak but this was important, "like it rough Harry. Need you to hold me down, make me beg. Please, Harry oh GOD, please!" He ground out.
And Harry complied going faster and harder without even bothering to slick his hand with the precum bubbling at the tip. The dry friction on Louis' cock was amazing and wow he was gonna cum. Just like this with Harry's hand around him and a dick pushing insistently into his thigh.
But wait. No this is not how Louis wanted it, if Harry was hard he should use Louis, use him to get off. Yeah Louis liked that.
"Harry stop," Louis groaned, "gonna cum if you don't." Confused Harry stilled his hand and looked into Louis' eyes.
"you don't want to cum?" He asked incredulously.
"not yet." He shook his head. "want you to use me" punctuating his point by bringing his thigh up where Harry's clothed dick was pressing into his leg. "use me to get off and then you can let me cum if i've been a good boy" it took all his strength to say the words as he was so on edge, he knew if Harry so much as squeezed he'd cum and that would be bad because thats not what good boys do and he very much wanted to be Harry's good boy.
Harry didn't respond for a minute and Louis was too embarassed to look into his eyes, sure he'd scared him off, it had happened before. It's difficult to explain to a one-night stand that Louis could only cum if you told him to, only if he was desperate enough and had already pleased his master. He was starting to get truly worried that Harry was going to leave him, climb out of bed and go have a laugh with the other boys about what a freak Louis was. But when he chanced a glance upwards he saw that Harry's eyes were dark with lust, the beautiful emerald color everyone so adored was almost entirely eaten up by the ever expanding blackness.
"God Louuuisss," he growled dragging out the sound. And then he was rutting down onto him for some relief. "is it just me?" He ground out.
Confused, Louis just looked at him blankly, "you?"
"Is it just me that you want dominating you? Or would you be interested in the whole band using you? All five of us fucking that delicious ass of yours and not letting you cum until we've all finished or maybe not at all maybe we'll just leave you there without any release, tell you not to cum-"
At that Louis outright moaned, couldn't control himself.
"yeah I thought so, you little slut"
Louis couldn't even think straight, thoughts of all four boys filling him up and then just leaving him desperate and used.
"want you to suck me but don't even think about touching yourself" Harry demanded moving Louis into a position that would work in the cramped space of the bus' bunk.
Louis got straight to work without even bothering to tease; he knew Harry was almost as worked up as he was. He made quick work of sucking him down until his nose touched Harry's happy trail. Above him Harry was gasping and moaning, surely it was loud enough that the other three bamd members on the bus were bound to catch on. But that was okay, Louis clearly wouldn't mind. He only had to bob his head a few more times before Harry was cumming with a shout and damn Louis wanted to cum. But if he couldn't then the next best thing was watching Harry get off.
After recovering for a minute Harry rolled out of bed and reached back in to pull Louis' pants back up with his joggers. "c'mon Lou, i've got an idea." He said with a cheeky gleam in his eye and then began dragging a still achingly hard Louis to the lounge at the back of the bus.