Archive of Our Own

One

 “Louis, Where the fuck are you?” Liam’s voice sounded so loud in the empty hallway. Louis knew he was hiding from Liam, but he really didn’t feel like talking to him right now. He was tired but he wanted to get some work done. Not listen to endless whining about why he should be going on this trip. Why would he? He loved his work, he loved his company. He didn’t feel like leaving it alone although he knew perfectly well Liam was very capable of running the business. “Ah, there you are,” in all his thinking Louis forgot to hide any further and Liam had found him. “Did you get packed?” he asked rather impatient, while looking curiously at Louis’ desk. Louis let out a sound which was a mixture of a growl and a sigh. Of course he hadn’t packed.

“I can’t go Liam,” he said pleadingly, “you know we have this big tender coming up and I need to prepare for it.” “Nope! No! Really not Louis! You are not getting out of this trip. I know perfectly well how big this tender is and I also know you thought about it more than enough. We are fully prepared to get it and if we win this tender we will have to work our asses off to make it a success. I know that. And in order to start working our asses of you need to take some rest.” Liam sounded desperate. He needed Louis to take a break. Louis was overthinking things ones again. There wasn’t anything they could do to make their proposal any better than it already was. And if Louis was going to stay here it would mean he and Lottie needed every bit of tact they had to keep him from changing their proposal, even though it was already served.

“Is he trying to get of this trip again,” a bright female voice with a thick northern accent sounded in the doorway. “Lots, thanks heavens your here,” Liam sighed. She smiled sweetly at him. “What time does he need to be at the airport?” she asked. “I’m not going to the airport,” her big brother snapped. “Oh you are Lewis,” another female voice came from the doorway. Liam couldn’t help but sigh in relieve. With all three his sisters here, Louis wouldn’t have a change to get out of this trip. Daisy hopped up Louis desk. “Oi,” he shouted, “get your ass of my laptop.” She smiled gracefully and shook her head, “I’m not going to do that. Liam can you save his work and make sure he has nothing to scold me for when he gets back?” She asked while she let herself slide on Louis lap. She kissed his cheek. “My big brother is going on a holiday, all by himself, so he can get some rest and he will be back to us all fucked out and blissed so he can make more money on the biggest assignment he acquired in whole his career.” She let her hands fling through his hair. “Hmm,” Phoebe said, while she turned the chair with Louis and Daisy on it away from his desk, “do not want to know about the fucked out part, but well if it makes him relax again, why not. Come on LT, time to go.” She pushed her sister of his lap and the both took one of Louis’ hands to peel him out of his chair. And okay, maybe Louis was spineless with his sisters, so he got up from his chair and let himself be led away from his desk. “Why Lottie,” he begged her. “Because we gifted you this holiday. You are our big brother and we love you, but you need to take care of yourself. We can, by now, take care of ourselves but we still need you and you are nothing when you don’t watch yourself. So please. Do us a favour and go and enjoy your holiday. Forget being a CEO, just be who you are. Go and have fun without care about reputation. Do what you want without thinking of us.” She hugged him tightly before she let go and put a small traveling bag in his hand. “We packed your stuff, it’s in the car and Oli is going to drive you to the airport,” she said. He hugged his sisters. And before he could start telling Liam what to do in his absence he was stopped by a fierce hug from the teddy bear he called his COO, but most of all his friend. “Go,” Liam whispered in his ear, “go and have fun. I know what to do.” Liam released him and gave way to Daisy and Phoebe who were pulling his arms to get him to the elevator to go to the car. Louis shook his head again. He hated to go away, but this level of sisterly love, he couldn’t resist. So he let himself be led downstairs to his car, where Oli was waiting to drive him to the airport.

“He Lewis,” Oli started, “I know your sisters gave you this holiday, but ehm,” he hesitated. “What Oli?” Louis looked at his friends and personal assistants profile. “Well ehm,” Oli stumbled on his words, “I took the liberty to upgrade you.” Louis frowned, “you upgraded me?” he asked curiously. “Yeah well, It was Liam’s idea actually. We got you a business class upgrade for your flight and your hotel room is upgraded to a hotel suite. We booked you one with a jacuzzi and a great view from the private balcony.” Oli looked quite proud of himself. “That’s,” Louis’ cheeks wore a slight pink colour, “that’s great. Thank you.” Oli nodded. The stayed silent during the rest of the trip. “Oi,” Oli said while parking the care carefully, “here we go. Have a great trip. You’re passport and travel documents are in the bag Lottie gave you.” He clambered out of the car and opened the boot to get Louis’ suitcase out. They hugged awkwardly before he send Louis of on his trip. Louis waved at him when Oli got in the car. With a sigh he turned toward the airport doors. For a second he thought about taking a cab back home and staying there working. “Don’t even think about,” he heard from behind him. When he turned around he saw Oli shouting at him through the open car window. “Go,” he yelled, “or I will leave this car and personally escort you to your flight.” Louis raised his hand, “I’m going already,” he muttered before walking away from Oli into the airport.

“You need me,” Louis sounded hopeful when he picked up his phone and heard Liam on the line. “No, I don’t need you,” the man laughed. “Is Oli with you?” he asked. “No,” Louis said with a surprise in his voice, “why?”. “Because I asked him to,” Liam stated, “why oh why can that man never do as he is told. He promised me he would take you to customs and now he has bailed ones again.” Louis shook his head. He knew Oli wasn’t the greatest with keeping these kind of promises. He wasn’t the greatest at being a PA either, but he was the best in taking Louis mind of work and besides that, Oli was the one who had never left him since they were children. “Don’t argue with him Liam. It’s fine, he send me into the airport. I’m going on this trip,” he answered in all honesty. He heard Liam sigh heavy. “Please, Liam, for me, don’t argue with him,” he pleaded to his friend. “I won’t,” Liam sighed again, “not over this at least.” Louis smiled, Liam and Oli argued a lot, but in the end, they remained friends. “Thank you,” he softly said into the phone, “for not fighting, but most of all, for being a friend. And for upgrading me.” Liam laughed. “No sweat mate. You deserve it. No go get yourself checked in and don’t think about us.” So Louis went, he got himself through customs, bought a few magazines he might like to read and eventually boarded a plane which was going to take him far, far away from everything he was used to.

Later that day, in the airplane flying above the clouds he finally got himself to reading about his destination. The private resort was part of a series of resorts and clubs owned by one family. They guaranteed a lot of fun an most of all privacy. So Louis decided to do exactly that what his sister had suggested. He would make fun and find himself someone who could get him all fucked out and relaxed back to his company.

*****

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck,” Harry muttered before trying to untie the knot he made again. When he didn’t succeed he trough the doll against the wall, while screaming his frustration. “Harry!” Emma sounded like the schoolteacher that had always reprimanded him for singing in class, “we are not in the business of throwing our clients against the wall,” she continued. “At least, not when they don’t ask and pay for it.” She giggled about her own joke. “What’s wrong,” she asked in a more friendly tone while picking up the doll and looking at the knot. “I can’t untie the knot fast enough,” he mumbled. “I thought as much,” she smiled, “now I’m curious, did you tie the wrong knot or did Xander set you up to fail?” With ease she untied the knot and gave the doll and the rope back to Harry. “Show me,” she simply said. He looked at her and sight, “I don’t want to show you,” he stated pushing the doll back in her hands. “Show me!” she demanded as she pushed the doll back in his hands. Harry looked like a little boy with that pout on his face. “Don’t pout,” she said, “just show me what you did.” Emma could be the patient teacher if she wanted. She taught Harry a lot the last weeks, but since Xander was the Shibari expert in the company he had the honour of teaching Harry how to handle a rope. She grazed her finger over his cheek. “You’re tired,” she established while putting her arm around his shoulders. Harry let himself fall against her. “No I’m not,” he pouted like the little boy that knew he was going to be send to bed and would then miss out on all the adventures. “You don’t have to learn everything in six months,” she continued softly, “it took us ages to get to know this stuff. You are doing so well. And I know you wanna impress but you already have. It’s not like you achieved nothing the past years. Look how well-oiled you made this business. Just take Matt’s offer and go on holiday with us.” She looked at his hands, that where tying the rope around the doll without really thinking about it too much. He made all the right moves this time. “Come with us baby boy, just one last fun holiday without any worries. One last opportunity to fuck around and have fun with who-ever you want before you become our fierce leader who needs to keep up his reputation.” She put a soft kiss on his temple. He sighed again. “Okay,” his voice was soft, unsure even, “I’ll go with you.”

And just like that Emma jumped up and screamed her excitement. Dancing around she yelled “Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes, He’s coming.” Harry smiled at her sudden outburst of joy. “Is he really coming?” a voice from behind them asked. Emma ran up to the man and jumped in his arms, kissing his lips she confirmed what he said. “Yes Matt, our baby boy is coming.” “Your baby boy Emma, he’s not mine,” he told her. “Okay, whatever you want,” she said and then whispered in his ear, “if you make him yours he is gonna be your baby boy forever Matt. Or at least till one of you dies.” Matt shook his head and looked over at Harry, making sure he did not hear Emma’s whispers. “Look Emma,” Harry said proudly, “I did it, this is the right knot.” He held out the doll to her. Matt put her back on her feet and she walked over to Harry. “You did,” she squalled, “Oh your such a fast learner. Well done!” She loved complimenting Harry or rather, she loved the reaction she got from it. The soft colour pink creeping up his cheeks and the shy smile. Like he couldn’t believe anybody would ever give him a compliment.

“Do I need to pack anything special?” Harry asked the both of them while they walked to his office. “Just condoms I guess,” Emma shrugged. “And a nice dress I guess, because when you want to use those condoms you need to look good,” Zayn said after hearing Emma’s last words before the entered Harry’s office. “He, lovely,” Harry kissed Zayn’s cheek, “glad your back. How was your trip?” “Well, If you are gonna talk business, I’ll leave you alone, Bye bye boys, see you tomorrow,” Emma turned around and left the office in a hurry. The men fell down in one Harry’s cosy chairs. Going through Zayn’s business trip up north and how to handle things when Harry would be gone. Before they knew it, it was time to have diner. Harry invited them to pick something of the menu. He would tell the cook to make it for them and pick it up after he would have told his mum he was going for that holiday after all.

When the orders where send in to the kitchen Harry walked over to his mums office. “Knock, knock,” he called out while knocking and simultaneously opening the door. “Hello love,” his mother smiled at him, “I heard you are going on a holiday.” He looked at her stunned, “how did you ….”.  He stumbled. “It’s my job to know love and it will be your job soon. I’m happy for you by the way. You deserve it and it will be fun going there with Matt and Emma. You’ve worked so hard the last six months. When your back you make a fresh start here.” Harry looked at his mother. Ever since agreeing to take over her job as the CEO of the company she had been pushing him to do more and more work and learn more about the business. She was a skilled business woman. And not only was she skilled at her desk job, she also was the one the clients stayed for. They trusted her and they trusted their secrets to be safe with her company. Little did people now her son was already spending almost all his work time at keeping secrets save. He upped the security and with the upcoming new project, their IT security would also be in good hands. Or at least, that was what Harry hoped. “Thanks mum, I do hope it’s gonna be fun. Although I still think I should stay here.” Anne hugged her son. “No need love, you worked so hard. And you need to relax sometimes. Besides, you’re going to one of our resorts, so technically you are still working. And when you get back well rested it’s my time to relax.” She smiled at him. “Now of you go, don’t stay to late tonight, you have and early client tomorrow morning.” And with those words, she pushed him out of her office.

*****

Matt looked at Harry coming down the hallway with their food on a cart. He really liked this guy and he was glad they had become friends over the past year. He had the feeling life wouldn’t be complete anymore without Harry by his side. Handsome Harry, beautiful Harry, with his long slightly clumsy legs, his jokes and his deep voice. “Don’t stare at him, help him,” Zayn giggled from inside the Harry’s office. He knew about Matt’s not so secret crush on the younger man. He also knew Matt found himself too old to be starting anything with Harry. Zayn tried to convince him that seventeen years is nothing when your past thirty, but it bothered Matt too much to make a move. Even when Harry did everything to impress him, he still acted like he didn’t care. Sometimes he couldn’t help himself, sometimes he just stared at Harry and wondered what could be happening if he did make that move. He shook his head to get himself out of his daydream when Harry came closer. “Dinner’s ready,” Harry said, while pushing the cart in the room.

In the comfort of his own home Matt had time to think. While packing his suitcase he stumbled upon a bundle of pictures. It was beneath a stack of summer clothes. He let himself fall down on his bed with the pictures in his hand. Pictures of him and his former boyfriends he had kept them and sometimes he just sat down and looked at them. Reminding himself what he had lost and gained from these relationships. In the last picture he was standing behind two men. He had loved them both, but they made him choose, one or the other. He couldn’t. He didn’t want that choice, he had told them he wouldn’t choose. He wanted them both, he was sure the three of them could make it work together. But it had left in alone. The monogamous relation after that he had ended himself. He had loved the guy, but he also wanted more. He needed more. He sighed while he put the pictures back in the closet. What he wanted wasn’t normally accepted. Never again just one, he had joked when talking to Harry about having a boyfriend. And Harry had looked at him with surprise and curiosity. They didn’t speak about in anymore. And now he had to go on a holiday with Harry. So, maybe, just maybe, he could convince himself to just have fun with him.

*****

Louis got out of the cab that had brought him to his final destination. He was more tired than he had ever been after his long flight and he was so happy there had been a car waiting for him. There where people standing at the front desk when he got in. While he waited for them to sort out their things he looked around. The lobby of this resort was wonderful, but he was too tired to really take it all in. He stared without really seeing to the man in front of him. He looked good and if Louis hadn’t been so tired he would have made an effort to really check him out. “Can I help you Sir,” the receptionist asked him. Without talking he put his papers on the desk. He knew this wasn’t polite, but he was almost too tired to speak. The receptionist smiled at him. “You are tired from the flight,” the receptionist concluded with a friendly smile, “I’ll send your luggage up,” he stated before turning to the porter to tell them where to go. “You can go with him sir. Everything is in order, if you have any questions, please come back and ask them. There is a folder with all information in your room. I hope you have a wonderful stay in our resort Sir. And I wish you a good night sleep.” Louis smiled at the man and mumbled something that was supposed to sound like a thank you. When he stepped back, he bumped into someone. He turned around to see a most enchanting man stand behind him. “It’s okay, your good,” the man said with a calming smile, his dimples popping out. Louis almost groaned longingly at the sound of this man’s voice. He managed to nod his head in something of a polite manner before turning away and walking behind the porter to his room. He gave the porter a tip before closing the door. When he had found his bed for the upcoming days he let himself fall on it. It took him only a few seconds to fall asleep, the last thing he thought of was that man with the dimples in the hotel lobby.

Two

Matt was glad Harry didn’t like going to nightclubs. He knew perfectly well he wouldn’t win a competition between the two of them. Harry was simply sex on legs if he was into it. To be fair, Matt played a decent game too, he looked good for his age, he just was a little insecure next to Harry. So they hunted in their own grounds. Harry in a tranquil environment, he in the buzz of the nightclubs. He knew he turned some heads when he walked around the room. He liked it when people followed him around, he knew the power he radiated and he knew it attracted people. He leaned against the bar looking over the dancefloor where sweating bodies were moving against each other. The atmosphere was electric and not only the room felt hot. Apparently a vacation in the heath made people more horny then he was used to in de nightclubs in good old England. But horny was just what he was looking for. Casual sex would get his mind of what he almost did last night when Harry had invited him to stay in his bed after they finished watching a movie. He almost caved, he almost did, but when he had looked into Harry’s eyes there was something that clicked inside his brain. They were friends, you don’t risk friendship for sex, not even ones. So he had kicked himself in the ass and did go to his own room, where he stayed restless for the rest of the night.

So Yeah, after that he needed someone to fuck. He took a sip from his whiskey when he spotted the guy on the dancefloor. He was wearing a black tank top and dark green sweatpants. There was a sheen of sweat all over the skin that was on display. It made his tattoos stand out more than they normally would do. In his hand was a glass and when he took a sip he looked at Matt. Matt raised his glass to him before he took a sip of his own drink. The guy was grinding on his dance partner but looked Matt straight in the eyes when he did so. And Matt couldn’t help himself, he licked his lips and he felt his dick twitch. He emptied his glass and turned around to get another drink from the bartender. “Wodka Red bull please,” he heard next to him. He slightly turned his head and saw the guy from the dancefloor looking at him. Up close he was even more handsome. Slightly grey hair, cheek bones to die for and the scar on his arm made him even more attractive. He raised is glass again, saluting the man. “You’re from England?” he asked, totally useless, because he had recognized the accent.

“Yep, I’m from Doncaster,” the man said. Matt frowned because that was not the only accent he heard. The man laughed, “been living in London for a long time, so that’s probably what you hear.” Matt nodded, “Are you…” he started his question but got cut off by the man. “Alone? Yes you?” Matt nodded again. “You’re not a talker,” the man stated and again Matt just nodded. “Fancy going for a little sightseeing?” the man asked while winking at Matt. Matt didn’t nod this time, he emptied his glass and started walking, giving the man a good look at his back. “Are you coming?” he asked, while he kept on walking out of the room.

*****

Louis followed the man outside. They strolled to the beach. He knew and felt instinctively that the man was giving him the opportunity to walk another way. He appreciated that gesture, but he didn’t want to walk away. Not with this man. He looked perfectly in the light from the stars. His mesh top showed of his body and Louis had seen he was well toned. Equipped with enough muscles to hold him when needed. At first he thought they would enter one of the beach cabanas, but the guy had other intentions. He kept walking towards the sea. And when he reached the shore he took of his shoes and rolled up his trousers. He started walking through the water, kicking at the waves. There was nothing Louis loved more than walking on his bare feet, so the moment the entered the beach he had got rid of his shoes. “Let’s swim,” he said to the man who looked at him curiously before he walked a few steps away from the sea, dropped his shoes in the sand and started to unbutton his shirt. Louis watched as his bare skin came into sight. Muscles moving around underneath it. After he took his shirt of he let his hands glide along the perfect v-line in a way a stripper would be jealous of. He reached the button of his trousers and opened it, while looking at Louis. Louis swallowed a lump of desire when after the button the hands glided down with the zipper. A smirk could be seen on the man’s face, but Louis did not see that. He only saw the hands sliding behind the waistband, ready to push the trousers down. Louis licked his lips and sight softly when the man moved around. Then he bend forward, pushing his trousers down, giving Louis a view of his nice ass.

The man looked soft and hard at the same time. He might not say much, but he sure knew how to put on a show. Standing there in just is a small black boxer he crosses his arms, tilted his head and looked expectantly at Louis. The dare in his eyes. Louis dropped his shoes and pulled his tank top over his head slowly revealing all his tattoos. He looked at the man who bit his lower lip at the sight of Louis. Without further ado he hooked his thumbs behind the waistband of his pants and guided them down his legs. He was aware of his biggest asset and he moved slightly giving the man a look at his gorgeous ass. An “oh fuck,” escaped the man’s mouth and Louis smirked to himself. He stepped out of his clothes and got up. He let his hand glide over his now naked ass and gave the man a look before running into the sea.

The water felt cold against his hot skin and he shivered. His arms show of a layer of goosebumps as the man steps up behind him and takes him in his arms. His tongue licks his neck and with that he sends more shivers through Louis body. “You cold?” the man’s soft voice whispers in his ear. Louis shakes his head and screeks when the man pushes him in the water. “That’s wonderful,” he laughs, “then we can go and do some swimming as you asked for.” He lets himself drop in the water. It’s too shallow here to swim so they kind of crawl/swim to a deeper part of the sea. Grabbing and pushing each other under water, laughing and having fun until they drained some of the extensive energy that had been building up inside the club out of their bodies. When Louis stood, water coming up to his chest and turned around to the man who was also standing up now, they stopped playing. The man’s warm hand caressed Louis’ cheek. His thumb gliding over a cheekbone, his eyes trained on Louis’ lips. Suddenly the tension between them was back. “Do you…” the man started asking, while looking at Louis questioningly. “Kiss?” Louis asked and the man nodded in agreement. “Normally not, but there is something different about you,” he said before stepping closer to the man and letting himself get enveloped in the man’s sturdy arms. He tilted his head and slowly their lips got together. Lip to lip contact, lips gliding over cheeks, tasting each other. The man grabbed Louis’ chin and let his finger slide over his lips. Louis opened his mouth and welcomed the finger on his tongue. He closed his mouth and captured the finger, sucking on it until they both moan. The man is grabbing him tighter and Louis let his hands slight over his back to feel every muscle move underneath the skin. He lets the man’s finger go and presses his lips to the mans. This man must be Godsend. His lips are soft and taste wonderful. Slowly Louis pushes his tongue against the lips and when the man opens them slightly he lets his tongue glide in. Softly trying to get a reaction, exploring the inside of his mouth. Louis’ tongue is answered and soon their soft kisses turned into passionate ones, all tongue and teeth, sucking and moaning and hands roaming over bodies.

The man steppes a little deeper in the water and Louis lets himself be carried. His legs around the man’s waist. His arms steadying himself around his neck. He feels a hand on his ass  and moans softly. He’s exploring his ass-cheeks. Kneading them softly when Louis moans again inside his mouth. They keep kissing passionately while Louis feels himself growing hard. The man’s fingers travel between Louis’ cleft, slowly puling his cheeks apart. The warm fingers and the colder water make Louis shiver. He desperately moves his hips against the man’s tummy looking for some friction. Fingers find his hole, circling around it and then slowly pushing in. Louis moans at friction of the un-lubed finger in his tight hole, his dick growing harder because of that friction and the movement against the man’s tummy. “Come for me, sweetheart,” the man moans in his ear while moving his finger in and out of Louis hole. The difference between the warm finger and the cold water, the man sucking his neck. It’s all too much for Louis, before he knows it, he comes, throwing his head back, moaning an slow, “oh fuck” before falling back against the man who is still holding him.

Matt slowly start walking back to the beach, still holding Louis, who now has put his head in the crook of Matt’s neck. He realises he must look like a little child being carries by his dad, but he doesn’t care, he is to blessed out to care. It seems like Louis has found himself an athlete, because the man doesn’t put him down when they returned on the beach. He simply walked over to the beach cabanas and puts Louis on a bed inside one of them. “Stay,” he said, “I’m going to grab our clothes.” And Louis looked at the man’s retreating back admiring the view, too lazy to move a muscle.

They hadn’t noticed somebody had been watching them. The light of the moon was bright enough to see the two guys in the sea, obviously doing more than just swim. Harry smiled to himself. He was glad Matt got something going, but at the same time, he was jealous he wasn’t the one that got some tonight. When Matt passed him on his way back to the beach to pick up the clothes they had left behind, Harry got up before Matt would turn around to go back to the cabana. Halfway through his walk back to the hotel he heard Matt whistle a familiar tone. He knew now that Matt had noticed him, but he didn’t turn around and kept walking. Tonight was Matt’s night to have fun. Harry would start his “hunt” tomorrow.

*****

Matt returned quickly with their clothes. He stood in the doorway looking at the blue eyed man laying on the bed in all his naked glory. His skin looked golden in the moonlight that entered the cabana through the open windows. There was an impressive scar on his right arm, surrounded by tattoos. Matt was curious what had been there first, the scar or the tattoos. Strangely the other upperarm of the man was still a clean canvas. Across his collarbones where the words It is what it is displayed. Matt thought for a moment it would be a good motto for him too. It really was, what it was. You can’t change what happens to you, it just happens and you got to deal with it. He knew how life worked, he had lived a lot of it already.

There was still silence between them when Matt stepped further inside the cabana. “God,” he mumbled taking all of Louis in. He let his hand slowly glide over the golden skin of the man’s legs, “you are so beautiful.” A small blush crawled up Louis cheeks. He wasn’t used to being praised. He smiled shyly at him. “Thank you, you’re not bad looking yourself if I may say so,” he replied. “Can I,” Matt asked gesturing to the bed Louis was spread out on. Louis slowly moved on his side, making room for Matt to join him in the meantime giving him the opportunity to have a good look at his bubbly ass. “That,” he said, while softly clapping Louis’ ass with his hand, “is a great ass-set you have there.”  “Oi,”  Louis replied, “be careful with it. I need it in perfect shape to keep you interested.” Matt laughed a bright laugh, his eyes lit up while he bent over to Louis, kissing his cheek. “No need, you already have all of my interest. Turn around pretty boy,” he commanded. Louis shuffled on the bed now facing Matt. Bringing their lips together again. Their kiss starts of soft and sweet but soon turned demanding, while Louis slowly crawled onto Matt’s body. Letting his perfect ass glide over Matt’s hard dick. He let himself slide down the man’s body until he was cozied up between his legs, kissing his groin. He fixed his gaze on the man’s eyes when he slowly let his tongue glide over his dick. Leaving a wet trail behind. When the man closed his eyes for a second he got took the tip in his mouth, gently moving his tongue over the slit. “Oh fuck,” Matt moaned fighting the urge to thrust up into that delicious wet and hot mouth. Encouraged by the moan Louis let his mouth glide further down the shaft, circling his tongue. Slowly taking him in deeper and deeper, until the tip hit the back of his throat. He looked up and saw the man staring at him. “You like that don’t you?” he asked him in a strained voice. Louis hummed around the man’s dick, sending shivers through it that resulted in an “Oh fuck,”  coming from the man. Louis started to slowly bob his head up and down the shaft, popping off now and then to lick a drop of precum of the slit. While fondling the man’s balls with one hand, the other stretched out to pinch his nipple.

Matt had closed his eyes, dwelling in the beautiful feelings that where searing through his body. He moaned loudly, this man had an impeccable technic he thought nearing his orgasm. He felt it burn through his body, his muscles straining as he tried to keep it in. He didn’t succeed and shortly after he called out to Louis he came. Every drop of cum spilling in the back of Louis’s throat. Louis popped of his dick just before it became too painful. With a cheeky grin he waited till Matt looked at him with hooded eyes. He swiped a drip of cum that had escaped from the corner of his mouth. Still looking at Matt he sucked his finger in his mouth a very audible “mmmm” went through the room and to Matt’s surprise he could feel his dick twitch at the sight of this gorgeous man with the wonderful cheekbones sucking the cum of his finger. Louis let himself fall next to Matt who draped his arms around in. They looked into each other’s eyes. “Hey,” Louis said softly, caressing Matt’s cheek with his hand. “Hey you!,” Matt responded before reaching closer to Louis. Their lips touched and their tongues got strangled in an slow battle of lust. They kissed until they became too tired. “Let’s sleep for a while,” Matt suggested. And Louis nodded, turning around and pushing his back against Matt who immediately took him in his arms. Not soon after that they fell asleep, both exhausted from today’s heat and the orgasm’s.

When Matt woke up his arms where empty. There was a small note left in the place where Louis’ head had been. Sweet dreams and thank you for being so kind. It read. He sighed, damn he wanted to have this guy again. He collected his clothes and went to his room.

Louis woke up in his bed when the sunlight came streaming into his room. He looked at his mobile phone and found a message from Oli asking him how his first day of vacay went. He replied: day 1, 1 orgasm for me and 1 from me. Let’s see what day 2 will bring.

*****

He had seen the man before. He was tall and well-toned and when he smiled he had the deepest and most endearing dimples he had ever seen. His body was covered in tattoos which were on display because the guy was only wearing a green swim-short that hung low on his hipbones. Louis was a little worried he would lose them, when he dove into the clear water of the swimming pool. When he got out his lightly tanned skin was covered in drops of water that made him shine even more then he normally did. He shook his head like a Labrador-retriever and Louis smirked, while he admired the wet skin of the guys back.

The first time he had noticed the man was in the reception area. He stood there waiting patiently for someone or something. Louis had observed him from behind his sunglasses and had intensely studied his dimples and the rest of his face. There was a light scruff on his cheeks but besides the dimples, the thing that stood out most where his lips. They looked so soft and had a very light pink colour, like he wore lipstick on them. But maybe it was just the frequent biting he did on his lips that made them this colour. Yeah, Louis had observed him for long enough to know this guy bit his lip very often.

There was only one thing left for Louis to find out. He had been wondering it since the first time he saw those lips. He wanted to know how this guy tasted. If he was just as sweet as strawberries on a summer evening.

“He’s beautiful isn’t he?” a soft voice from the deckchair beside him asked. Louis looked at her and nodded. “Don’t worry,” she smiled, “I’m not interested in guys, but I can appreciate their beauty.” Louis laughed at her and waved at himself. “Nice to meet you, I’m Louis,” he told her. She smiled back, “Emma,” she said pointing to herself. They both laughed over this ridicules intro and looked over to the man who had now dropped himself on a deckchair to. “Green eyes,”  Louis thought when they looked straight into each other’s eyes. Emma waved at him and she got a polite wave back. He was clearly not into her. "Well,” she said to Louis, “figured that out for you. He is not interested in me, he is in you judging by the way he is looking over your body.” Louis felt his cheeks get hot. He wasn’t used to people being so direct at him, but well Emma didn’t know him, so why wouldn’t she. “Ehm,” he stumbled over his words, “I think I’m going to pay a visit to the bathroom.” He hastily got up from his chair. “Wow,” Emma said admiring, “you have the greatest most beautiful peachy bumm I’ve ever seen.” She chuckled when he almost fell over his own feet. “Oh sweety,” she purred, “don’t fall. You wouldn’t want to make a fool of yourself when Mr. Dimples from the other side of the pool is watching you.” Louis ignored her while he felt his cheeks redden further and he tried to walk as graceful as possible without wiggling his bumm to much.

There he was again. Harry had seen the man before, he did not know which sense he used for it, but the fact was, every time a man looked at him with interest, he could feel their eyes on his body. So yes, when the man had spotted him in the reception area where he had been waiting for Matt, he had felled his eyes were on him. And boy, did this man look good. He had never seen more beautiful cheekbones then on this man. The slight scruff on his face made him look so mature, yet underneath there was a kind of youth and shyness he couldn’t ignore. His posture screamed being in control and making decisions was his cup of tea. Harry wanted to know so very badly if this man would also be good at listening.

It wasn’t a coincidence his chair was right across from the man he wanted to investigate a bit more before he would approach him. He knew the man watched him swim and climb out of the water. He had felt his eyes on him when he shook head to get the most water out. He did not want to dry himself, because he knew what the waterdrops on his body did with his looks. When he dropped down on his chair, he looked the man straight in the eyes before he let his gaze wander over his body. After that he hid his eyes behind sunglasses. He watched the man get up and almost trip over his own feet before he walked off without looking back. Harry wondered if he would be back when he received a message on his phone: ‘Oh MY GOD, did you see that bumm?’  He smiled to the girl on the other side of the pool and nodded his head in acknowledgment. ‘If I wasn’t into girls I could have so much fun with it. Wanna bring me a drink when he gets back?’ Harry hesitated before he answered her. ‘Don’t you think it’s too early?’ He wanted to do this right. It might be a holiday fuck, but fuck yeah, they were going to be here for two more weeks, so two weeks of fun would be great. ‘Nope, just have fun H. By the way, his name is Louis’ he recieved back. From the corner of his eye he saw the man now known as Louis come back. When he was sure Louis was able to see him, he turned around on his chair, putting his own back and bumm on display. He could almost hear Emma giggle.

Emma looked at Louis who was now sitting back next to her, grabbing a book. Probably to keep his mind of the man on the other side of the pool. “Shall I go ask him his name? Or do you wanna do it yourself?” she asked seriously. He looked at her in surprise. “Ask him?” his voice was laced with doubt. She choose to ignore him or rather to interpretate his question as an answer. She was also curious if he would stop her. So she got up and started walking away, giving him every change to call her back, but he didn’t. When she was halfway around the pool she looked towards him. He was staring at her, almost with open mouth, his eyes big. When she reached Harry’s chair she bent down to pick up the sunscreen he had placed on the small table. “Hello there handsome,” she said a little louder than necessary. Harry groaned while he turned his head to look at Emma. “Hi,” he said. “Shall I put some sunscreen on your gorgeous back?” He nodded and she proceeded to apply the sunscreen. “He’s looking at us you know,” she told him lowering her voice this time. “He could have stopped me but he didn’t. I think he might be a very good boy,” she smirked and let out a little giggle when Harry groaned again. “Don’t say that,” he almost whispered. “Well let’s make this a little bit easier for me, care to turn around and do my back?” Harry sighed but turned around and took the sunscreen she handed over to him. He put both his legs on either side of the chair and she sat herself between them. She looked at Louis an winked at him when Harry started applying the sunscreen to her back. He gave her a little pat when he was finished and she got up and walked away. “Thanks Harry,” she said very loudly, “if you need any help applying a new layer of sunscreen, just ask me or my new friend Louis.” Harry looked at Louis who tried to hide behind his book. “I will,” he answered loudly while putting his dimples on display. Harry didn’t ask for help that afternoon, he just secretly watched the interaction between Emma and Louis.

They had been reading and talking a little. He had asked her if she wanted to have dinner with him later that night. She reclined and he wasn’t even disappointed about that. He just liked their interaction. It was effortless to talk to her. A little later he got up and they said their goodbyes. He picked up his belongings and made his way to the elevator. It took a while before it arrived at the ground floor. Louis got in and just before he wanted to close the doors he heard a deep voice say something. He was distracted by the timbre of said voice, but he assumed he needed to hold the doors, so he did. To his surprise it was Harry that entered the elevator, thanking him profusely for holding the doors. Louis could only stare at Harry’s lips when the elevator slowly climbed to the higher floors. “Would you like to taste?” Harry asked softly. Louis shook his head to get some of his posture back. “What?” he whispered very much in doubt if he had heard the question right or if he was imagining things. Harry smiled at him, a soft dimple popped out. “I asked if you wanted to taste my lip-gloss?” he said slower and a little louder this time. “Because you keep staring at my lips, there must be some other reason than you just wanting to kiss me,” Harry stated. Louis pulled his eyes of the most attractive mouth he had ever seen. He sighed and looked at the ground. He might have closed his eyes because he hadn’t seen the finger coming that was now lifting his chin up. “Look at me,” Harry whispered and Louis couldn’t do anything else then look at him. “Good boy, now listen very carefully. If you want something, you got to ask for it. I would love to lick those wonderful cheek-bones of yours and try if your bumm is just ass juicy as a peach, but I think you are not ready to ask me. So I won’t……. for now. But if you ever want to ask me, just do so. You can find me in room 3.69.” He smiled while letting go of Louis chin. “This is your floor I think,” he said, holding the doors open. Louis swallowed and stumbled out of the elevator and walked to his room without looking back. Asking himself the question why he was so intoxicated by this guy that he wanted to run back to the elevator and yell at him that he really should lick his cheekbones right now and that his bumm was ready to be squeezed, but he didn’t. He opened to door to his suite and walked straight into the shower to cool himself down.

*****

Room 3.69 Louis thought. He was glad he still remembered it. But room 3.69 was on the other side of the hotel. The man shouldn’t have been in the elevator with him. ‘So he must have chased me,’ Louis thought, ‘which must mean he is interested in me.’ His dick made a small jump at that thought, because to be honest, Louis was totally into the man. He was, on the other hand, also looking forward to seeing the man from night one again. It confused him, he wasn’t raised to have meaningless one night stands, but well, if those guys didn’t mind, why would he, as long as they practiced safe sex which was, technically not sucking down some guys dick without asking them their credentials. Then again.. it happened sometimes. Louis would make sure it stayed with that one time. Or well, that were his intentions.

Dressed up and ready to grab something to eat he stood waiting at the entrance of the restaurant. “He stranger,” a deep voice sounded behind him, “having diner alone?” the voice asked. Louis slightly turned around, eying Harry. He nodded. And then, without thinking he said, “or if you are willing to I would love to taste your lips.” Harry let out a honking laugh, “we can do that, but then we still be hungry. How about we eat something together?” He tilted his head a little and smiled at Louis. ‘Those damn dimples where going to kill him’, Louis thought while he went silent again and just nodded. The man placed his big hand on his lower back, just above his ass and pushed Louis slightly forward. He smiled at the hostess and asked her for a private room. Louis hadn’t known their where private rooms and he wanted to protest, because that wasn’t going to be cheap and while he wasn’t poor, he didn’t want to spend that much money on a quick diner before a fuck. Harry smiled at him, “my expense,” he assured Louis and while pushing his hand harder in his back, “come one, let’s go.”

They entered a room that was separated from the restaurant. Harry let go of Louis’ back and pulled a chair from the table. He gestured for Louis to settle down. “Your waiter will be here in a moment Sir,” the hostess told them, while Harry took his place next to Louis, settling his big hand over Louis’ smaller one. A small blush crept up his cheeks and Harry smiled so sweetly at him. It felled like being in a dream. What where the changes of meeting two lovely dudes in two days in a row. Louis felt like the luckiest man on earth right now.

“So, have you had any thoughts about what you would like to eat,” Harry asked in a serious tone, looking in the menu. Louis looked at him and sight again. God, this man was beautiful, it almost took his appetite away. He shook his head, still silent. “That’s fine,” he heard, “let me order for you.” Louis didn’t answer. He wasn’t the type to let his food get ordered, but somehow Harry made it easy. “Anything you don’t want to eat or are allergic to?” he asked while looking at Louis. He shook his head. Okay, he hated beans, but he was pretty sure those weren’t on the menu at this place. “My name is Harry, by the way. Want to tell me yours?” he looked mesmerising. “Louis,” he said. “It’s a name that suits you.” Harry concluded. “Nice to meet you Louis,” he said. Louis nodded. “Do you get shy when you are around people or am I not worthy of being spoken too?” he asked. Louis smiled, “I don’t know,” he said in all honesty. “I guess I do most of the talking at home, so I don’t feel like talking a lot over here. Besides, there are better things to do than talking.” He stated. Harry smiled, “yes, there are,” he mumbled. He was just about to pet Louis’ cheek when the waiter came in.

Harry ordered them a tomato-soup and something fishy.

Louis had no idea how he had made it through dinner. Harry had burned his tongue at being too excited about the soup. And Louis had scolded him gently. “Blow on it, before you suck it in, you fool,” he had said and Harry laughed at that very loudly. “is that what you do?” he had asked. “blowing before sucking, I mean,” he had explained with a shy smile. Louis had nodded, “Sometimes yes. It is called a BLOW-job after all.”  Harry had confirmed he knew that was the case, but also that he had never really experienced there being a blow. And now they were in Harry’s hotel room, standing a bit insecure watching each other. “you wanted to taste me,’ Harry said approaching Louis. There was almost no room left between them when Harry’s lips neared Louis’. Their lips grazed over each other for a moment, softly exploring, until Harry opened his lips a little, letting Louis in to taste him. So Louis did and he tasted better then he could have ever imagined. If he had to describe it, it would be a taste of strawberries and hot sunshine. Harry let him lick in his mouth, let him take control over the kiss, until he let his fingers slide into Louis’ hair and took over control. His mouth fiery and demanding. His tongue battling with Louis’, drawing sounds from their throats that described their wanting in this moment. They only let go to undress themselves and when they were standing naked, hands roaming over their naked bodies Harry took a moment to ask, “and? How do I taste?”. Louis smiled and with a voice thick with lust he said, “like I cannot get enough of you. You taste like strawberries on a hot summer morning.” And Harry smiled at him, his dimples popping out while Louis admired his body and let himself slowly glide down to the floor. “Let me show you how that blowjob is done,” he said while holding on to Harry’s thighs and looking up at him.

It was that night Harry learned about the joy of blowing before sucking and after. And he almost swore he never wanted it any other way. Louis sneaked out in the morning, he took one last look at Harry and sighed… this man was a joy to look at, most certainly at this moment, when he was sound asleep and completely relaxed. He still couldn’t stay, no time for second changes on this vacation or was there?

*****

“This the guy you had sex with last night?” Matt looked at Harry who smiled mysterious at him. “The same guy I had sex with?”.  Harry smiled, “would you mind?” he asked while looking curiously at Matt. “No,” Matt pinched his lower lip with his fingers, “not really, but he is special.” He spook with some uncertainty in his voice. Like he wasn’t sure he would get a second change with this guy now Harry had him. Harry examined his face. “You really like him, that’s what makes him special,” he stated while they walked furter and before he could speak more somebody bumped into him. “Oi,” a familiar voice said, “watch where you’re going.” “Louis?” Harry’s voice sounded surprised. “Oh sorry Harry, didn’t see you there,” he said, while his eyes wondered over to Harry’s companion. His cheeks got a slight pink color when he noticed Matt standing beside Harry. “Hi,” Matt smiled at him. There was a split second of nervousness crossing Louis’ face. Before he held out his hand and shook Matt’s. “Hello, nice to meet you. I’m Louis.” Matt frowned his brows in surprise. “Don’t we know each other?” The question mark on his face was just as big as the questioning sound of his voice. “No, don’t think so,” Louis answered, pulling a thoughtful face, “I’m sure I would have remembered meeting someone like you.” He winked at Harry who looked at Matt with a simular expression written over his face.

“I’m pretty sure we had sex,” Matt said. Louis looked to the floor while he spook, “I would have remembered that. Maybe you had sex with my brother Lewis.” He looked up at Matt before he continued, “He's my twin you know,” he said a shy smile around his mouth. Matt smiled back and nodded his head, “That must be it. Well, nice meeting you Louis. Tell Lewis I would love to see him again.” He took a small piece of paper out of his pocket and handed it to Louis. “My number, in case he wants to contact me.” Louis nodded his head, “I’ll hand it over to him,” he mumbled, before waving a quick goodbye with his hand and walking away as fast as possible without making it awkward, which actually was impossible because this situation had been as awkward as possible.

Harry and Matt looked at Louis’ retreating back. “That was odd.” Harry looked at Matt while speaking, “let’s see if we can get more information.” Turning around to walk up to the front desk. “Harry,” Matt’s urgent voice stopped him in his tracks, “are you sure? I mean, privacy wise,” he hesitated while looking at Harry’s furious look. Harry didn’t bother to answer him and just walked on. “If you don’t want to know, go have breakfast, doesn’t bother me, but I need to know,” Matt heard him say, “besides, we both saw him naked, not much privacy left if you have seen a guy naked and I just want to know if there is someone with the same last name”. For a second Matt stood there overthinking things. Then he started following Harry. He also needed to know, he needed to know if they had sex with the same guy and Harry was his competition or if there really was a twin brother.

It only took them a second to invade their guests privacy, one of the perks of being the grandson of the resort-owner Harry had told Matt. There on the screen before them were Louis’ details. Just one person in a hotel room. Nobody with the same date of birth or the same last name booked in as a guest. So unless the twin brother was here illegal there was only one man they both had sex with. “So?” Matt started, “what are we going to do now?” “Fancy playing a game?” he got as an answer from a very cheeky looking Harry. “Let’s see if we can get him a little jealous, because I’m not in the mood to let him get of that easy. I really like him and as we are still staying here for more than a week, there must be a way to get him in our bed again. To have some fun with the three of us.” Harry looked expectantly at Matt’s reaction. “Okay,” Matt’s voice was reluctant, “but what if he keeps getting shy if he sees the two of us?” Harry shook his head. “He won’t,” he said, “Louis just felt a little awkward for having sex with two guys withing 48 hours. He’ll get over it. I’m pretty sure of that.” And with that statement he walked out of the office, back to the breakfast hall to finally fill his stomach with some healthy food.

Matt was pleasantly surprised and worried at the same time that day. While he was so used to staying away from Harry that even now he tried to keep his hands to himself, it was Harry who searched for his attention, almost constantly. Whenever they were in public he could feel Harry’s hands glide over his body. They even kissed in the hallway. And he tried his best not to think too much of it. This must still be a game to Harry and he was just one of the players. But the urge to pull Harry into a backroom and start doing things they shouldn’t be doing was very on top of his to do list. So when they got back at their rooms that night he needed to speak to Harry about it. He didn’t want anything to happen that should not happen, he did not want to lose his friend. The real reason was he didn’t want to get his hopes up for more than just being friends.

“He Harry,” he started, only getting a “Hmm” as an answer. “Can you please tone it down a little bit tomorrow?" he asked. Harry frowned his brows, “what?” he said, his voice insecure. “I mean,” Matt sighed deeply, “I do really like that you are so affectionate, but at the same time it’s hard to keep myself away from you.” The frown in Harry’s brows got increasingly bigger now. “Why would you do that?” He asked with a confused tone. “I like you, I always liked you. I love touching you, I absolutely love kissing you. And I do know you don’t want a relationship, but we can have fun can’t we? Or don’t you find me attractive,” he added with a little pout.  Matt laughed shyly. “If you only knew,” he softly whispered. Harry looked at him with Bamby eyes, sweet and innocent. And he knew this Harry wasn’t sweet and innocent. “It will change everything,” Matt said, “it will change us being friends, it will change the dynamic between us. It will mess up everything we knew and had.” Harry was shaking his head fiercely. “It won’t, we can be friends and have sex. We can have sex and mess around with other people. It won’t change anything. You’ll still be my best friend. The wise one I go to for advice when I need it.” He stepped a little closer to Matt, grabbing his chin so he could hold him steady and look him in the eyes. “I fucking love you Matt and I would love to fuck you.” He spook with a smile before he let his lips glide over Matt’s. Matt hesitated a second before he opened his lips and let Harry’s tongue conquer his mouth. Letting his hands roam over his back, grabbing his ass to pull him in closer.

*****

It was a beautiful day to lay down by the ocean. Louis had rented a cabana, because, you never knew who you were going to meet. And the heat made him horny, there was no way denying it. Overall he was better with heat then with cold, while the sun got stronger it became too hot to just lay their without any shade. So Louis moved himself back a little. He also decided to get something from the nearby bar. Walking over there in nothing more than his swimwear made him feel a little awkward. He would never walk this far in his swimwear at home. He even covered himself when home alone. The holiday vibes made him reckless, at least, that was what he thought when he lifted his sunglasses to take a good look at the cocktail menu and to be honest, to take a good look at the bartender. While waiting on his order he looked around. On the other side of the bar he noticed two men standing in front of a cabana. Their posture was familiar and when Louis looked a bit better he recognized one of them as Harry. He was pointing at something towards the ocean. When the other man followed his finger and turned around a little, Louis recognizes Matt. He saw Harry gently waving to the ocean as to make extra clear what he was referring to, before he grabbed Matt’s waist and turned him, stepping behind him and leaning his chin on Matt’s shoulder. His hand where still on Matts waist, his fingers gently moving over his skin. Louis couldn’t get his eyes of the pair, but he felled jealousy coming up when Harry softly kissed Matts neck. And the fact that Matt gave him more room to press kisses to his neck made Louis a little sick.

Matt turned around in Harry’s arms and their mouths collided. Hands roaming over naked skin and grabbing asses covered in swimwear. Louis breathed in deeply, wondering why he felled that strange knot in his stomach. He only had sex with the guys ones and well they both thought he had a twin brother. He had closed of the opportunity to a threesome very thoroughly. All thanks to his own stupid guilt over having sex with two men withing 48 hours.

Louis sighed, picked up his drink and decided to walk back to his cabana. Giving the two men one last look turning around very fast when he saw them looking towards the bar. He realised he was going to give them a good look of his ass, so he hurried along the beach, trying to spill nothing from the drink. Finally reaching his cabana he let out a small laugh. He found himself acting silly, being jealous of two guys he had casual sex with, feeling ashamed of his ass, which they both had spoken of as being very nice. He shook his head, thinking back about the possibilities their might have been if he had had the guts to simply admit he had sex with both of them.

Laying back on his chair he looked around. He finished his drink probably a bit too fast and laid his head back on the chair. The alcohol and the sun made him sleepy. Making sure he would be in de shade for the next hour he laid back his head and fell asleep.

Or

“Harry stop looking at him,” Matt slapped Harry on the head when he had turned his binoculars for the umpteenth time that day towards Louis’ cabana. “But he’s cute,” Harry protested, before an “ohhh, he’s coming this way,” sounded.

Matt agreed, Louis was cute, but so was Harry. And the moment Harry got up from his chair and turned to him he was captivated by his looks. Mischief was written all over his face when he put a chaste kiss on Matts arm. Matt could feel his blood reacting to the touch of Harry’s lips on his arm. He turned around and walked inside the cabana to get away from the temptation. When he returned with cool drinks in his hand Harry was staring at the ocean. “Hé,” he said softly when Matt got next to him, handing him a drink. Matt sneakily looked over at the bar and saw that Louis had a perfect view on them, at least he would have, when he would look up. Harry pointed to something in the water, or least, Matt thought he did, because he hadn’t been paying attention. He looked Harry who waved again to the ocean before he took a step back and put his chin on Matts shoulder while his hands where caressing the skin on his waist. “Now do you see it,” his voice caused goosebumps all over Matt’s body. “See what?” he asked softly. “The fact that we should have fun together now Louis is looking at us,” Harry whispered before he started to kiss Matts neck. “Hmm,” Matt sighed before turning around. Harry’s hand still on his waist, they started kissing. And soon Harry’s hands where no longer on his waist, but gliding further. Touching the naked skin of his back up and down again till his hands where grabbing Matt’s ass through his swimming pants. Matt sighed in Harry’s mouth, softly biting his lower lip. Blood rushing to his dick. He brushed his crotch on Harry’s leg. Harry moaned deeply, pulling Matt closer. “Look at that ass,” Harry whispered turning his head further to take a better look. Louis was practially running to his cabna. Drink in one hand, giving them a good look at his peachy ass, jiggling along the way. “Good Lord,” Matt moaned, while licking his lips, “we really need him to spend some time with us,” he said while letting go of Harry and settling his own ass back on the chair.

They stayed in their little palace on the beach. Enjoying the sun and looking at a sleeping Louis. When it was time to go back to their hotel room they had to walk passed his cabana. There was no passing by without looking at Louis and seeing he was still asleep made their plan a little easier. They stepped on the cabana’s porch and looked down on him. The sheer beauty of this man kept them in a tight grip. Like they couldn’t move passed him, not being able to leave him behind. Not being able to keep their eyes from him. He stirred a little, like he knows he’s being watched. His skin looks smooth in the late sunlight, his black swim shorts standing out against his golden skin. And he’s just laying there. One leg has fallen of the chair, the other is bent. He’s not a steady sleeper, there seems to be movement every second. His toes curling, his fingers caressing his tummy or his mouth moving. Even his ears seem to take part in the movement.

Harry admires his body from bottom till top. His strong feet with the cute toes he would love to suck on them. To tickle his feet just to hear a sound coming from him. His calves, that show the strength of the muscle underneath the skin. His knees and Harry thinks of how much he wants to kiss the back of them. Letting his fingers room from his calf onto his knee. Kissing the back, sucking softly to put a mark on them. He can almost feel his hand roaming those strong thighs getting closer and closer to his dick. He feels his own cock fattening. Arousal crashing through his body, remembering what Louis did to him the other night. The fact that he almost made him crazy with want and didn’t exactly let him have him. He sighs softly while he lets his hand caress his crotch.

He’s shocked when he feels Matt’s lips on his neck. “You wake him up, mark him up, so he can no longer deny he is the same guy we would love to fuck together,” Matt whispers in his ear. “You still believe that bullshit,” he whispers back, smiling when he sees Matt shake his head. “I don’t, but he still thinks we do, so let’s play that game,” he gets as an answer before Matt puts one last kiss to his neck and moves away. For a while Harry looks at his retreating back, the strong shoulders and the pert ass before he brings his attention back to Louis.

He has moved in the short period he wasn’t watching Louis. Showing his bubbly ass of in those black shorts, laying on his side, both legs bent one in front of the other. It’s almost indecent the way his shorts have rode up his body. Harry is pretty sure he sees a little part of that delicious bum peak out underneath the shorts. He steps a little closer to the sleeping man, admiring the strong back muscles and the sturdy shoulders beneath that salivating gorgeous neck with the prominent vain that pops out sometimes. Just before his hand can touch Louis the man turns on his back again, one hand beside him, one hand slowly moving over his tummy, down to his crotch. One leg has fallen to the side as if he wanted to give himself more room. A soft moan rolls from Louis’ lips when his own hand finds his crotch. And as much as Harry wants to keep watching to see what happens next it is a feeling of unease that makes him bend over and whisper in Louis ear. “You’re not in your hotel room gorgeous. If you keep this up you are going to gather an audience.” Louis hummed before he opened his eyes in shock and looked at Harry. “What the Fuck,” he yelled before Harry puts a hand on his mouth. “Sttt, calm down, don’t scream,” he said softly, removing his hand from Louis mouth slowly, letting it slip to his chin so he is able to direct Louis head in his direction. “Stop touching yourself, “ he whispers and in the corner of his eyes he sees Louis hand slowly moving up his lovely little tummy. “Good boy,” he praises, bending forward to press a soft kiss to Louis temple. He hears him sigh softly. “Now I assume you are Louis and not Lewis,” he asks with a slight mock in his voice, turning his head slightly and letting go of Louis chin. Louis nods slightly, “Yes, Louis,” he says with a sleepy voice.  “Great,” Harry answers, “now let’s get you inside.” And before Louis could react he was scooped up in Harry’s arms and carried inside the cabana.

Soft hands laid him down on a bed inside the cabana. You could still hear the sounds of the ocean and the people on the beach, but at least there wasn’t going to be an audience. Louis lazily looked up at Harry. He didn’t feel like moving, he did although feel like he wanted to be fucked by this stunning human being. And that desire embarrassed him a bit. So kept his eyes closed and murmured “please, fuck me.” Harry wondered if he understood the murmurs correctly. Did this perfect golden man ask him to get fucked. He softly let his finger grace over Louis cheek. Following one of those perfect cheekbones before touching his lips. And Louis pressed the tiniest of kisses on his fingers. Harry’s finger left his lips and he softly tapped his chin. “Open your eyes lovely.” The first thing Louis noticed when blinking his eyes open where the dimples. Louis smiled back at Harry, showing off his own dimples. “What did you ask me?” Harry bit his lower lip between his teeth while waiting for an answer. “Fuck me please,” Louis voice was a bit cracked from not speaking for a while, but this time Harry understood loud and clear. “With pleasure,” he answered before he leaned on the bed and put one leg over Louis, so he was now straddling him. He bended forward to latch his lips to Louis’. There wasn’t a fight for dominance when Harry’s tongue entered Louis mouth. There kiss was exploratory and playful. Harry holding Louis’ hands above his head had everything to do with control and so did him sucking a  mark on Louis throat. And Louis let him, moaning through every kiss and mark, keeping his hands above his head even when Harry let them go to explore more of Louis body.

Harry moved his hand and lips along Louis body. After leaving a mark on his throat he made his way to Louis collarbones. He licked and left them wet to blow slightly over the wet path he had made. The smell of sunshine, sea and Louis was intoxicating to Harry. He wanted to touch every bit of that golden skin. Touch it, taste it, suck on it. He descended to one of Louis’ nipples and blew softly on the bud, taking it between his lips, flicking his tongue over it. A moan left Louis and Harry saw goosebumps appear. He licked his way to the other nipple and repeated what he had done before. He felt Louis lifting his hips to rub his dick against Harry, looking for friction. Harry pressed his body down. “You wait patiently, no humping yet baby,” he said with a strict voice. And Louis tried to hold still while Harry went further down his body, leaving his nipples alone to caress his sides, slightly tickling him, humming against the softer part of his tummy. He had hope Harry would finally pull down his shorts further so his dick got some attention, but Harry avoided touching his crotch and slowly moved further down. He kissed the inside of Louis thighs, while scratching the outside with his nails. Harry picked up on leg and continued licking and kissing down Louis’ shin to his feet where he very precisely sucked on every toe. Louis didn’t know his feet where this sensitive and he protested fiercely when Harry put his leg down. Luckily for Louis he only did this to pick up the other leg to give it the same treatment. “Flip over on your tummy love,” he ordered while already flipping Louis’ legs himself. Harry took a minute to look at the man laying before him. All that golden skin and that cute bubbly ass in front of him almost made his mouth water. He discovered Louis was a bit ticklish when he kissed the sole of his feet, before working his way up his calves. At the back of Louis knees he did what he wanted to do all this time. He licked them, softly blew on the wet skin, the tickling of it forcing a giggle out of Louis, before he sucked hard on the skin to leave a mark that would be there for a long time. Louis growled at the sensitivity of his skin getting marked, but Harry softly caressed the back of his thighs, getting his fingers so close to Louis bum he could almost feel the sensation of being touched. By now Louis was ready to beg and he did, “please, Harry, please, touch me”. He heard Harry chuckle. “Later honey,” he whispered in Louis ear, while his hands roamed through Louis’ hair, massaging his scalp.  When he had Louis back to moaning he let his hand massage his shoulders, while kissing down his spine. Stopping at the dimples in his back. He let his hand follow his lips, getting stuck on the edge of his swim shorts. Louis held his breath when he felled fingers between his short and his skin. Fingers that slowly pulled his shorts down, while lips softly caressed his skin. “Look at that wonderful peachy ass,” Harry breathed out, “I think I wanna bite it.” Louis moaned, it was like he couldn’t produce any other sounds anymore. When Harry really did bite his ass it felled like a sting, but it was a beautiful sting, waking up more arousal than it probably should. “Let’s get this of you,” Harry said tucking the shorts further down Louis legs. He grabbed a pillow from the floor and placed that under Louis. He was grateful for the fact Louis was easy to lift and to manipulate the way he wanted to. His hands did some kind of deep tissue massage on Louis bum before he let his fingers slight between the crack. He opened him up and looked at his fluttering hole before he couldn’t contain himself any longer and started licking. “Oh fuck,” Louis crooned, “please, please, please,” he pleaded. Harry didn’t think he could have stopped if Louis told him to, so he was happy with the pleading. Letting his tongue slight over the inside of Louis’ crack getting more and more pleads and moans from the man before he really started licking his hole. He pointed his tong and breached the ring of muscle carefully. Louis tried to get more friction but Harry held him down. “You wait for me baby,” he told him before getting his tongue back in. Louis felled like he would faint when after the tongue one finger entered his hole, stretching the ring of muscle further. Harry let his finger slight in easily thanks to the lube he had used. He held one hand on Louis lower back, to prevent the man from lifting his bumm and therefore pushing Harry’s finger in deeper. He wanted to take his time to open Louis up. Maybe that wasn’t really a necessity but he wanted to. He put in a second finger when Louis moaning had got down a little. He let his two fingers move slowly in and out of his hole. Enjoying every desperate moan that came out of Louis’ mouth they went straight to Harry’s dick. He was still dressed and his hard dick pushed hard against the fabric of his shorts. He decided to free himself from the clothing and pulled his fingers out of Louis. Laughing when he heard the protest coming from the man. “Turn around,” he ordered again. And while he pulled his shorts down Louis turned himself around, laying on his back again. Arms above his head, looking at Harry like he was a package that got unwrapped. Louis licked his lips when he saw Harry’s dick spring free from the shorts. He wondered shortly if it would hurt, he knew from the other night that Harry’s girth was not the smallest and the length was also impressive. Harry looked at Louis. He already knew Louis dick wasn’t small. He did have a taste of it when he had thanked Louis for blowing him with, how surprising, sucking him off.

Harry positioned himself between Louis’ legs. He put two pillows underneath Louis to get him in a comfortable position. Louis let him, watching him intently, leaving his arms above his head. “Kiss me,” he crooned and Harry obeyed. Bending down over him, dick rubbing dick for the first time. A shiver ran through both their bodies before their lips found each other in a searing kiss. Harry’s hand went between their bodies, grabbing both their dicks and moving his hand up and down. Louis reluctantly let Harry get away from his lips, looking down his body to where Harry’s hand was pulling them both. “Still wanna be fucked by me?” Harry asked and Louis nodded, “Yes Please,” he answered because he needed to say it out loud. Harry released their dicks and lubed his fingers up again. “Let me pleasure you first,” he said while sticking two fingers inside Louis who moaned out a loud “Fuck”. Harry smirked, while looking at Louis and letting his fingers inside him search for that bundle of nerves that would give the utmost pleasure. He saw Louis eyes get big when he found the right spot before the man let out a guttural moan. He bend forward and licked a drop of precum from Louis slit before he let the tip of his tongue caress that sensitive spot underneath the head. He had reduced Louis again in a moaning mess and when he put in a third finger and started scissoring them to open him up further he almost thought Louis had stopped breathing. “Please,” Louis whimpered when Harry pulled his fingers out and started to slick his covered dick up, tugging on his hard dick to get some of the sensitivity off. He slowly moved forward, pushing his dick against Louis hole. “Breath, baby,” he softly said when he breached the ring of muscle with his dick. Louis took a deep breath and let him in. He slowly pushed forward, Louis felled every inch of that big dick slowly getting in and he loved every second of it. He hissed when Harry bottomed out. The pain from the stretch and the arousal from the moment where magnificent. “Move please,” Louis whimpered when Harry held still too long. And Harry moved, slowly at first, so they both got used to the feeling. When Louis whimpered encouragements to Harry he started moving faster. He alternated between short fast trusts and slow soft ones until he couldn’t contain himself any longer. With the last hard trusts he came, while pushing an orgasm out of Louis untouched. He fell forward covering Louis, laying down in his cum making a mess of both of them. “That,” Louis whispered, “was the best sex I had in a long time.” Harry turned his head and they started kissing. Lazy after sex kisses, riding out their high with softness.

When Harry woke up hours later he had Louis’ dried cum on his tummy, but the guy himself was nowhere to be seen. He wondered if it had been too much. Or if Louis really was here to have casual sex and nothing else. He sighed and got up. Pulled on his shorts and t-shirt and went to his hotel room to clean himself up.

In the meantime Louis had done the same. When he had woken up his body was still covered in dried cum. He had looked at Harry, feeling guilty for letting him kiss him. For letting Harry do all the work, but he couldn’t deny he had loved every second of it. He sad up and felled a sting in his arse. He knew Harry was big and he knew he would feel the guy with every movement he would make tonight and the following days, but he didn’t give himself time to think about it. He needed to get out of here, before Harry would wake up and want to conversate with him. So he did just that. He stood up, dressed himself and sneaked out of the cabana. And here he was now. In his hotel bathroom, looking in the mirror, realizing that Harry had marked him up good. Or bad, depending on how you would look at it.

Three?

Louis had completed  his sleep of shame and felt like he needed to talk to somebody. For a short moment he wanted to call Oli just because he still was his best friend, although he didn’t always give the best advice. He called Liam instead, he needed some reason and Liam was always there to make him see reason in unreasonable situations.

“Please tell me everything is okay?” was the first thing he heard. “Well… nice to speak to you too Li. Its Louis, how are you doing?” he said. A short silence followed before Liam let out a relieved laugh and said, “so you’re just checking up on us. No need to call Louis. We are doing fine!” “No, I’m actually ehm….” Louis hesitated, not sure how to continue. Because the way he felt, it felt so silly to him. He just wanted to have fun, wasn’t he? “What’s bothering you Lou,” Liam asked with a soft voice and waited patiently for an answer from the now silent Louis. “I,” Louis voice cracked a little, “I don’t really know Liam. Have you ever had anything feel wrong and right at the same time? I mean.. something everyone thinks is wrong, but it just feels like it’s the good thing to do, this bad thing?” Liam let out a sigh before he started talking, “You know what Louis. Sometimes, when it doesn’t feel wrong then it might not be wrong just because other people say it is.”

Louis was silent, thousands of words going through his head. “I like two guys equally and I had sex with both of them,” he then blurted out. There was again a short moment of silence before Liam burst out in laughing. “Jeez Lou, that’s not wrong, that’s having a great holiday,” his old friend stated. It was Louis time to sigh, “I lied to them. I told them I have a twin brother. I just….. I did not know what to say,” he mumbled. “You have only one week left Louis, enjoy it as long as it lasts. And if they find out, just tell them you got scared for a moment and didn’t think properly because you like them both. They will understand,” Liam offered his advice. “Who knows,” he continued, “maybe they are even confused by it themselves. Most of the time friends don’t hunt on the same ground, we never do, do we?” Louis acknowledged Liams statement with a hum. “I don’t know Liam,” his voice sounded hesitant, “I mean, maybe it’s just because we get taught it is wrong makes it actually wrong to want two people at the same time.” “You know what’s wrong Louis,” Liams stern voice sounded, “it’s wrong to want to people at the same time and not tell them. That’s wrong. As long as you are open and honest to all of them, it’s not wrong. Because being open means they have a say in it. It means they can say no if they want to. Or they can say yes, maybe they are up for a threesome,” he snickered. “Just tell them Louis, lift your own burden and tell them.” “I think about it,” Louis replied. They talked on the phone for a few more minutes and when Louis started to ask questions about the company Liam expertly dodged them and finished the conversation, saying he most definitely had to get back to work, because his boss was a real ass and he hung up the phone before Louis could answer.

The words ‘just tell them’ and ‘maybe they are up for a threesome’ spookt his brain. When he closed his eyes he could see that happening. A threesome would be awesome. Long long time ago he had the opportunity to get into one of those. Maybe he could take his changes. Tell them his little lie and see where it ends. Without thinking very much about it he took the business card he had gotten from Matt and called the number on it. After a hesitant start, Louis didn’t know how to introduce himself to Matt, so he called himself the guy from the club, he got Matt’s room number to go and talk to him. He covered up as much of Harry’s marks as he could and went to Matt’s room. And here he was, standing in front of the door, about to knock and losing all the trust in himself all over again. But before he totally lost the courage to knock his hand touched the door in the softest knock possible. He stood there and waited, convincing himself no one was there, almost turning around when the door opened and a smiling Matt looked at him. Louis now noticed the presence of this man calmed him down. “Hi,” he almost whispered. Matt smiled the biggest smile, stepped back and made a hand gesture for Louis to step into the room. So Louis did, surprised his legs worked at all and he was actually able to step inside. He felled Matt’s hand on his back, slowly pushing him a little further so the door wouldn’t hit him. Louis heard the soft click of the door closing, before he felt Matt’s hand on his shoulders and his nose softly touching his neck, smelling him. “You smell delicious,” Matt murmured, “should I put my bitemark next to Harry’s?” he asked. Louis’ breath got caught in his throat and he spun around with lightning speed. His big blue eyes wide open staring at Matt who slightly chuckled. “We know Louis, that there is only one of you,” Matt softly said, while letting his fingers dance over Louis’ face. “It’s a shame actually,” he joked, “two guys with perfect asses would have been so much fun, but well, let’s be honest. One man as beautiful as you are. I get why there are not two of you my love. Breath baby, it’s okay.” Matts hands glided down Louis body to the hem of his shirt. “May I take it off?” he asked while looking into Louis’ eyes. “I like to see what Harry did to your body?” Louis nodded, still speechless, fighting for breath, lifting his arms so Matt could easily pull of his t-shirt. He lowered his arms and looked at Matt who’s eyes roamed his body. Licking his lips at the sight of Louis naked torso. His fingers touched the marks Harry had left. “They are beautiful on you,” he murmured before lowering his head and softly kissing the marks he could find on Louis’ torso.

“I’m sorry we played you Louis,” a low voice behind Louis said. “How,” Louis turned around and saw Harry leaning against the door he had used to get into the room. “How did you know,” he had trouble keeping the anger out of his voice. He grabbed his shirt from the floor and put it on. He wasn’t in the mood for standing half naked between two men he absolutely disliked for now. Harry bowed his head, looking at the floor he softly said, “I looked you up in the reservation register.” He looked Louis in the eye, “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have done that, it seemed like a good idea at that moment, but it surely wasn’t.”

Louis shook his head. “No it wasn’t,” he said with an angry voice, “but it also wasn’t a good idea,” he continued with a much softer voice, “to tell you two I had a twin brother, just because I was ashamed I wanted to have you both.” He felt matt’s hand in his neck. “And now, you can have us both,” he squeezed and the touch gave Louis the comfort he needed. “Just for the holidays,” Harry said, trying to reassure Louis and Matt at the same time. “Nothing more, nothing less, just a summer fun time.” He sounded sure of himself, but somewhere in his tone was a sliver of hope. A sliver that wanted more than just a summer-fling.  “Let’s order some breakfast, my treat,” Harry said while walking to the phone to start ordering.

It was during their breakfast Louis learned more about the two men. How Harry was the grandson of the resort owner and Matt was the owner of a private security company that worked exclusively for Harry’s family. How Emma was Harry’s employee, but also his best friend. That both men instantly fell for Louis, that story had made him giggle and his cheeks got the slightest tint of red when they both told him what they liked just by looking at him. And Louis told them more about himself. That he had given himself no time for a relationship. That his company came up with creative and innovative solutions and that he worked with his best friends. It was so easy to talk to each other. Louis felt so relaxed and save, he didn’t protest when Matt pulled him in his lap, took off his t-shirt and started kissing the marks Harry left on him again. He didn’t protest when Harry, after watching them for a while, got rid of his clothes and stepped closer. He pulled Louis up from Matt’s lap and hooked his fingers behind the elastics of Louis shorts. Louis confirmed the unspoken question with a nod and Harry pulled his shorts down, revealing his half hard dick. Louis heard Matt undress himself behind him. Harry’s hand glided up his face into his hair and he pulled Louis closer to kiss him.

That day was the start of a whole week of the most amazing sex Louis had ever had in his life. At one point he was sure he would never be able to walk normal again. But besides sex, they developed a trust between the three of them. It felt like they had always been together. No one was jealous when just two of them talked. All went so smoothly all three of them wished the week wouldn’t end as fast as it did. And with heavy hearts and in all honesty a lot of tears from Louis and Harry, Matt pretending to be the strong one, they said their goodbyes before Louis took a cab to the airport.

*****

Well, he made it. He was on his way home. No harm done, only good memories. Great memories of sex he had never dreamed of before. Of nights with two guys instead of one. He was okay. It was okay, he would be fine. More than fine. He would never be embarrassed about having sex with two guys. He would be okay, right? He would be, wouldn’t he? He had lived long enough without having a serious relationship. He would make it for a lot of years, just living of this memories.  Louis sighed, looking out of the tiny airplane window. His mind crashing with thoughts. His body yearning for the touches he already missed. But he was sure he would be okay. He had to be. No future fucking the heir of a big company. No future of living with both men. No ganging up on each other. A sob escaped his lips and he looked embarrassed to the man next to him. A sweet man with soft eyes smiled at him. “It’s not easy leaving people behind,” the man said softly, before turning his attention back to the notebook he was writing in. Like he felt Louis didn’t really want to talk. Louis closed his eyes and let his feelings overwhelm him. He knew one thing for sure: Wrong never felt so right! Just a few hours and he would be welcomed home by his sisters and his best friend.

*****

And how true that was. He hadn’t spoken with the nice man sitting next to him on the plane. They just smiled and said a polite goodbye before stepping of the plane. When he had retrieved his luggage and walked through the doors of the arrivals he got scooped up in a hug. His sisters surrounded him, speaking all at the same time, pushing and pulling him through the airport to the car which was conveniently driven by Ollie. His best friend kept quiet. Letting the sisters do the talking and the questioning.

Two week later Louis sat in his office, ready to sign a business proposal. Slight fatigue in his face, because that great holiday was forgotten. He worked just as hard as he used to before he went on a break, accept now he got home alone and he hated it. He would have given a lot for a body to lay beside him in the lonely hours of the night. He didn’t really understand why he felt he needed that now and didn’t used to need it before his trip. He sighed and looked up when he heard somebody come in.
“Liam,” he smiled, “what can I do for you?” he asked before signing the papers before him. “Well, you just did,” Liam answered nodding at the papers on the desk, “I want Ollie to bring them, so I needed you to sign them.”

Liam closed the door and took a seat. He looked at Louis intently. Louis didn’t look back, he knew what was coming, because he knew how he had acted the last week. “Are you okay?” Liam asked softly, “you look exhausted. What happened over there?” Louis shakes his head. “Nothing Liam, I’m okay, nothing to worry about.” And just as Liam wants to respond the door is slammed open and Ollie appears. “Mail,” he almost screamed before throwing the mail on Louis’ desk. “Didn’t fancy knocking before you entered mate?” Louis looked at his best mate.  “Nope,”  was his response, “figured you wanted the mail in time. Fancy one in there.” Olly responded before walking out again, leaving the door open.

In the stack of mail Louis found a dark blue sparkling envelope, addressed to him. He held it between his hands, looking from the envelope to Liam. Question marks written all over his face. “What is it?” Liam asked. “Yeah, I can read it through the envelope. So I will tell you what it is without opening it,” Louis sneered, while his hands opened the envelop and pulled out a lighter blue glittery card. After reading the card he handed it to Liam. “Do you know these people?” he asked him. Liam lifted his shoulders. “No idea, but it looks like a fun party, just go.” “I get a plus one, fancy going with me?” Louis asked, smiling at Liam who responded with a scowl. “Please,” Louis showed his sweetest face and Liam burst out laughing.

And so they went. Four weeks later. Liam and Louis, dressed to the max stepped into a limousine that brought them to an unknown place, for an unknown party with unknown guests and most importantly an unknown host.

*****

Harry hated parties. He was very good in pretending to be the outgoing person. His performance of being a host was immaculate, but he hated every second of it. At least, that was what he thought at this moment. The truth was he used to like it when eyes weren’t on him. When he was an innocent bystander, seeing his mother and grandfather put up their act of being perfect hosts. And now it was him and his mom. His grandfather conveniently withdrawn in the shades of their little paradise. This party would be a gathering of old members and new wannabee members and innocently invited people, who would supposedly become members once they knew what to expect. None of the guest knew where they would be going. None of the guests knew who the other guests where. All of the guests had one thing in common, their bank account was filled enough to pay a membership fee.

So here he was, standing beside his mother, greeting people he had seen before and people he had never met before or only knew by face. Between greeting the guest he kept looking at Matt, who was standing by the door as his mother’s security guard. They winked and exchanged knowing looks at each other.  On the other side of the door stood Zayn as his security guard. The man with the raven black hair and was a mystery to most. He was Harry’s and Matt’s friend, but they also knew there was a lot they didn’t know yet about Zayn. However he had come in handy. He was polite, fast and friendly. He possessed a lot of control and strength without really showing it. When the first cars arrived he had stepped closer to Harry. You could never know what the guest might think and nobody wanted Harry to get hurt. When a familiar blond Irish guy stepped out of the next car warm greetings where exchanged. Niall knew how to make an entrance. He also knew how to get a party started, but most importantly, he knew how to listen to people and keep their secrets. He was a hands on guys, which showed when he patted Matt’s cheek after greeting Ann warmly and hugging Harry. When he turned to Zayn looks got intense. Harry cleared his throat, “are you okay?” he asked to no one in particular. Both men nodded but the fact that Niall didn’t touch Zayn was strange. Niall turned around and walked inside and Harry turned to Zayn. The man shook his head in an silent warning, so Harry turned his attention to the next guest without further thinking of Zayn. Zayn would tell what that was all about when he felled like it. No need to ask, because he wouldn’t tell. The final limousine arrived and Harry was glad this part was almost over when a sudden inhale of air by Zayn caught his attention. He looked at Zayn and saw the man staring at the limousine, where a most handsome male specimen just stepped out of the car. Harry smirked and looked at Matt who winked but the smile fell from his face when he looked back at the car. Before Harry could turn around to have a look he heard is mother. “Louis, what a pleasure to see you here. So glad you could make it!” Harry tried to slowly turn his head but he was to curious to slow down. Of course there where a lot of people in this world called Louis, this Louis guy was most surely not his Louis. His eyes popped open when he in fact did spot his Louis in front of his mother. Hugging her like they had known each other for longer than five minutes. “Harry,” she said, “this is Louis, his company won the bid and he is going to upgrade our online security. Louis, meet Harry he will be the one you work with most of the time.” She went silent when the two men just stared at each other. “Right,” she mumbled, “this is quite awkward dears.” “Hello,” the other charming young man said, “I’m Liam, the other half of Louis’ company. It’s probably me Harry is going to work with most, or,” he hesitated, looking between the two man still staring at each other, “that is what mostly happens. I have a feeling things might be different this time around.” He took Ann’s hand and shook it before she pulled him into a hug. “No,” Harry finally found his voice. Ignoring Louis he looked at Liam, “I think we are going to work together just fine Liam. It’s a pleasure meeting you.” He turned around, “Let’s go inside,” he said to nobody in particular before he moved up the steps pulling Liam alongside him. Ann looked at her son before she got hold of Louis’ elbow. “I don’t know what is going on, but I’m sorry my son is such a dick right now to you. I also have a feeling that precisely that body part got him into this.” She giggled when she saw a slight blush creep up on Louis cheek. “Don’t worry dear, I know my son is a most attractive and above all persuasive person, but he can also be a little boy. If you need any help with him, just ask Matt here,” she gestured to her bodyguard. “. He knows exactly what to do with Harry.” Matt snickered, “Oh Ann, thanks very much, but Louis is very capable of making Harry do the things he wants him to do. He doesn’t need my assistance at all.” Ann looked between the two of them with a puzzled expression on her face. “I see,” she said, showing a sly smile, “I’ll leave you to it then. Sorry, but I have to be the perfect host and start this party. Have a great evening Louis.” And with those words, she walked away to the small stage, closely followed by Matt, leaving Louis alone at the entrance.

*****

Louis was just standing there. Looking around to all the other people in the room, trying to find Liam’s familiar face. When a man approached him. He smiled at Louis and gave him a glass with liquid content. “Wodka Redbull, just as you like it,” he said without introducing himself.  Louis stared at the glass in his hand. “A thank you, might be nice,” the stranger said, “but I get that you feel a little out of place. Your friend,” the man gestured to the bar where Louis now discovered Liam talking to the black-haired man, “told me what you like to drink Louis. Are you okay or do you wanna get out of here for a smoke or something.” Louis was still speechless and that did not happen very often. The man waited a moment before grabbing Louis elbow. “Come on,” he said, “we are going to have a smoke. Or you, I’ll just join you outside.” He let Louis through the room to go outside. On the other side of the venue was a large garden with enough places to have a private conversation. The man took Louis to one of the gazebo’s.

When Louis had lit his cigarette he could feel the calm coming back to him. He looked curiously at the man opposite of him. He had something familiar about him. Louis had the idea he had seen him before. “So you are Louis,” the man said. Louis nodded, still not feeling the need to speak up. “I’m Niall,” the man spook, “probably should have said that before. And in case you are wondering. Yes, we have seen each other before. You where next to me on the plane when you flew back from your holiday. That wasn’t intentional, it just happened.” Niall stated when Louis glared at him. “You need to talk buddy,” Niall nudged Louis’ foot with his. “I’m not your buddy!” Louis grumbled. “That’s true, at this moment we are not buddies, but we could become buddies. Tell me, on the plane you where sad, not just because it was the end of a holiday wasn’t it?”. Louis sighed. He did not know if he could trust this guy, but it felled right. And he needed to speak to someone who was willing to listen without judging. This Niall guy could be that for him. So he started his side of the story and ended with the saying that on a holiday thinks might happen that make you dream of a different life, a life that is not normal in the eyes of others and can therefore never happen. Niall, who had changed seats and was now sitting next to Louis took his hand. “And sometimes you do not need to worry about what other people think. You don’t have to make yourself follow their moulds of this world. It is your life and you get to live it the way you want. That’s what this club is all about. Doing the things you like to do, living the life you want to live. Just be you and be with the ones you love.” He looked intense at Louis before he got his phone out of his pocket and started typing a message. “You think you are the only one out in this world who wants more, but that’s not true at all. We are with a lot of people. We don’t go around telling everybody that we live a different life. We just do it. And if we happen to stumble upon somebody open and curious enough to question us about it. We answer. That’s all. Let me show you.” Naill said while standing up. “Is this our queue to come in Niall,” a sweet female voice sounded. “Always babes,” Niall said. A brunet walked in an kissed Niall on his cheek. She was closely followed by a man who also kissed Niall. Louis wasn’t even surprised at this point. “Amelia, this is Louis. Louis, this is Amelia, our girlfriend,” Niall introduced them, before turning to the man. “And this is Shawn, our boyfriend. Shawn, meet Louis.”  

They talked about their relationship for a long time. Telling Louis that communication was key and when Louis told them about his made up twin brother they all laughed. And complimented him for giving up his twin brother and having the guts to go and tell Harry and Matt what he had done. Only to get told they already knew that. At one point Shawn was getting drinks for all of them and returned with Matt, Liam and Zayn. Without asking Matt took a seat next to Louis, pushing Niall away. “Harry was being a dick, he’s just an insecure little boy sometimes,”  he whispered in Louis ear. Louis nodded. It was good to hear it wasn’t his fault how Harry reacted, but he still didn’t like the fact that Harry was less than happy to see him. He leaned into Matt who wrapped his arms around him. Slowly caressing his side comfortable with who-ever was watching them.

*****

They worked together and nothing really happened between the three of them. Louis did have the satisfaction of seeing his friend Liam getting to now Zayn better and better. He enjoyed the love he saw growing between the guys and to be completely honest he was a little jealous. He was in love with Harry and he was in love with Matt and he had been with them separately on different occasions. There was just something holding them back from forming a relationship together. Matt called Harry the stubborn one, but Harry said Louis was and Louis, well he blamed both Matt and Harry for not speaking up. It seemed their relationship would never become the one relationship they wanted unless that dreadful day in October when Matt was away on an assignment in another part of the country.

Harry rushed into Louis’ office shortly after the lunchbreak. The moment Louis looked at him, he knew something was wrong. Harry eyes where shining with tears, his cheeks where red and the worry was written all over his face. “What’s wrong?” Louis asked while getting up from his chair to walk over to Harry. The younger man threw himself into Louis unable to speak through all of the tears. “It’s Matt,” Louis heard a dark broody voice say. He looked up to see Zayn standing by the door. “Matt’s working, what happened?” Apparently it was Louis’ second nature to stay calm in crisis situations. Something he wasn’t particularly proud of, but this time it came in handy. He manoeuvred Harry down at the couch on which they had made out several times before and let his head rest in his neck, hoping his steady breathing would calm Harry down a bit. He looked at Zayn asking him with his eyes to tell the story.

***description of accident and injuries***

“Matt was in a car accident,” Zayn told him the story about a drunk driver hitting the car precisely at Matt’s side of the car. The car had made a tumble and Matt had to be cut out of the car. He was rushed to the hospital where they were able to conclude that there wasn’t anything life threatening. Matt probably had a concussion of the brain, his left arm was broken and they had to operate on that to fix it. But other than that and the cuts and bruises on his body he was okay.

***end of description***

“We could have lost him,” Harry wailed. “But we didn’t,” Louis firmly said. “Harry, he is okay, we are going to get him home and he will be okay.” Louis tried to calm the still crying man down, but it seemed fruitless. Zayn stood up and left the room, telling them he would go an arrange transportation. Louis thanked him profusely. And when the door fell shut behind Zayn he lifted Harry’s head to look into his eyes. “Now tell me why you are really so upset about this accident?” He placed a soft kiss on Harry’s lips. With his eyes down on his restless moving hands in his lap Harry took a deep breath. “How come,” he hesitantly started with a hoarse voice from al the crying. “How come, you only realize what you could be missing out on when something terrible happens?” Louis let his hand get stuck in Harry’s hair. “Because only then we get the meaning of true love. It’s not about passion, it’s not about sex. It’s not even about always being together. It’s about truly caring for someone. Wanting to be there for every step of the way. It’s about going on with your day, with your life, knowing there is someone there for you. Someone who just as deeply cares for you as you care for them. And when you are about to lose that person. That’s the moment you realize that you could learn to live without them, but you do not want to.” He was silent a moment, letting his own words sink in. He took Harry’s hands in his. “Come on,” he softly said. “Let’s go get our man.”

Epilogue 15 years later

Louis slowly emerged from his sleep. He extended his legs and felled the where free to move around. Strange thing, but when he stretched out one hand to the left and didn’t feel a warm body he did the same on the right. No body there either. “Papa,” a soft voice sounded from beside the bed. “Go away,” he grumbled, not feeling the urge to get up now he had gotten the whole bed to himself. He felled a small body climb onto the bed. “Papa, please wake up,” the voice sounded more urgent now, a small hand tapping his cheek. Louis opened one eye and looked into the beautiful blue eyes of his daughter who was very much the opposite of her papa in the morning. He really hoped she would turn out more like him when she grew up, but for now, he had to deal with this gorgeous little lady being one of the early birds. “Good morning baby, what’s wrong?” he asked his voice gruff from speaking for the first time today. “Daddy says if you don’t come down for breakfast you are not getting anything to eat today,” she said worriedly. “Oh baby,” he said, pulling his daughter down in his arms to cuddle her, “papa is very capable of making his own breakfast if daddy doesn’t want to share his.” He tried to soothe her by caressing her hair and giving her a small kiss. She pulled up her little nose, “papa you smell,” she exclaimed getting herself freed from his arms. Louis frowned, but couldn’t deny he smelled. He remembered last night was supposed to be a night of a long sleep, but it turned out to be a night of intense lovemaking. Having only the little ones in their house it was save to spend some time together in an intimate way.  His five year old was now standing next to the bed with an outstretched arm in which she held his briefs. The little lady was bossy as hell, just like her daddy Louis thought. He took his briefs from her hand and pulled them on while she skipped out of his room. “Don’t clean up daddy, Papa is coming,” he heard her yell. “Well, at least he did last night, not sure about this morning though,” Louis heard a male voice say just before Matt appeared in the door. Holding baby Will in his arms. “If you’re going to take a shower, can you take Will with you. He loves a shower more than a bath in the morning.” Louis stretched out his arms to pick little Will from Matt’s arms. “Come to me, little man! We will get clean together, because I fear I’m is not going to come again this morning,” he said with a smirk on his face. “Louis,” Matt muttered, “you literally have a baby in your arms.” “I do, don’t I,” he bend over to give Matt a small kiss on the cheek, “but I don’t recall you holding back on the blowjob you gave me when Harry was feeding this exact same baby in the rocking chair in our room last night.” “I……” Matt was speechless for a moment, “He wasn’t in our room, he was sitting, he closed the doors between the bedroom and the bay window, he wasn’t in our room,” he protested weakly. Louis looked at him with a wide smile on his face. “Go shower!” Matt commanded slapping Louis ass after pointing to the hallway. “Yes Dad,” Louis smirked before he set foot to the bathroom, softly singing to the baby in his arms.

Matt picked up some toys from the floor, while looking over the railing into the kitchen where Harry was feeding porridge to the three year old Sam. The auburn curls on the little boys head where swinging around while he sturdily shook his head to avoid the food his father tried to give him. “Where is Louis?” Harry yelled, “and are you coming down or do I need to do everything on my own?” Matt shook his head and started to descend the stairs. He was used to Harry’s dramatic behavior by now. And he also knew Sam was just as stubborn as his biological dad. Sam wasn’t going to eat anything unless papa appeared to feed him. Just like his daddy didn’t eat until Louis came home. Just as he stepped next to Harry to talk to Sam the door flew open and their eldest son came running in. The two man looked at him and he knew better than to run inside the house, so he slowed his steps to speed walking. “Good morning son,” they both yelled to him. “Yo, morning,” their teenager yelled back without stopping or looking at them, “just gonna grab my stuff, then I’m off with Lucky and Olive,” he was willing to share with them. “Where are you going?” Harry wanted to know. “Grandma Ann,” a voice behind them said. “Good morning uncle Harry and uncle Matt, uncle Louis not around?” The blond lad with the curls also known as Lucky asked. “He is showering Will,” Matt said. “And himself,” Harry added. “Great,” the lad said, “just the information I wanted. Hurry Fred, Olive is waiting,” he continued yelling to his cousin. “Can I go with you?” Jay-linn asked while pulling on Lucky’s hand. “Nope,” he said, “you are way too young.”  “I’m already five,” she said while putting her food down and her arms in her side. “Yeah,” Lucky replied, “way to young. Come on Fred,” he yelled again to the boy upstairs. “Coming,” they heard. “Down the stair I might hope,” Lucky yelled back. “Lucky!” both Matt and Harry called out. “What?” Lucky lifted his shoulders, “he’s fourteen, hope you gave him the talk already.” “That’s none of your business,” Harry almost screamed, “besides, there are young kids here.” Lucky smirked, “yeah and we all know how they came into this world don’t we?” He winked at his uncle who looked ready to start a shouting war with the teenager. “Everyone stop that,” a firm voice sounded from the upstairs floor. “Lucky,” he strictly said, while walking down the stairs, “your being a pain in the ass. Stop that immediately or the only place you are going is your own room. I don’t mind if you talk back from time to time, but never ever, when there is somebody in the room under ten. You know better than that young man!” Louis handed Will to Matt before he turned around to his eldest son. “And you,” he spit out the words, “you don’t come in without saying good morning to everyone around. And when asked, you tell where you are going in a proper polite manor. I won’t have your teenager behavior towards one of us. So where are you going, why and with whom?” He looked sternly ad his son, who bowed his head. “Lucky, Olive and I are going to grandma Ann. She asked us if we wanted to come swim. And since Livvie and Genna are already there we thought that would be okay. Aunt Lottie said it was okay,” he tried to make up for himself. “I know aunt Lottie is. And we are okay with it too, but you need to tell us. Promise you will the next time Freddie!” Louis still held a firm grip on all of the kids. “I promise,” Freddie said. “Sorry Dad, sorry daddy, sorry papa. I love you all,” he continued before hugging them all. “Can I go now?” he carefully asked. They nodded and walked the boys to the door. Leaving the smiling adults and one sulking little lady behind.

There was never a calm day in their household Louis thought. Within a year after deciding they wanted to live together they also decided they wanted to have children. And they wanted their own children, how childish that may sound. So they sourced and found surrogates, closer to home than they might have thought. His own sister Lottie, Harry’s sister Gemma and Matt’s sister Caroline. They had liked the idea of mixed dna’s close to their own. He stood in front of their family picture that was just a few weeks old now. Three dads and six children. Freddie (14), Livvie (13), Genna (12), Jay-linn (5), Tim (4) and Sam (3). “Aren’t we the richest guys in the world,” Harry asked him softly while caressing his neck. “We are,” he acknowledged, “the richest, the most luckiest and the proudest probably.” “Can you please feed Sam,” Harry asked kissing Louis’ neck. “Are you sure I shouldn’t feed you first?” Louis asked with a big smile. “nope, I’m not, but Sam needs to eat and you are the only one who can make him,” Harry whispered. “So he really does act like his dad.” Louis smiled, walking over to his son. “So mister,” he spoke while sitting down, “let’s eat!” Harry pouted when he saw Sam accept the spoonful of porridge he refused earlier. “Oh baby,” Matt crooned, “don’t pout.” He kissed Harry on the lips. “I’m going to take this little one back to Niall. Pick up Zayn and then we go to work. See you all tonight,” he said while kissing Harry and Louis goodbye and carrying Will with him. Dropping of a baby was easy in their little community. They say it takes a village to raise a child. So the made their own village to raise all their children. All their houses where situated on the same land. Their front doors lead to the communal area. The one where their kids could play without them having to be around all the time.  The pool for the older kids and parents was safely closed off. No kid could get out without being noticed. Their backdoors let to their private gardens, where they could be on their own. While Matt walked over to Niall’s little community he looked around. He never thought he could have this. This, being in a poly-amorous relationship with two men. This, living in a community with family and friends, raising their kids together. And he realized more than before that this story started with one shy guy just trying to have fun on a holiday and making up a twin brother as excuse for himself.

To Lewis, the non-existent twin that made curiosity peak and got them working together instead of competing!