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“You’re doing it again,” Harry boobed the tip of Louis nose. "What,” Louis asked a little irritated. It was too early for him. Luckily Harry also put a plate full of eggs in front of him and more importantly a cup of coffee. "What was I doing?” Louis asked when Harry put his plate down beside him and sat down. "Staring,” Harry simply answered. "What do you mean?” Louis looked a little surprised at his long-term boyfriend. Harry shrugged, "just what you always do when the hookup was everything you wanted from it.” Louis looked at the change on Harry's face. "Baby, you know I love you, no matter how good the hookup is right?” He softly asked. Harry nodded, "I know. I love you too. I'm just a bit,” He sighed and Louis finished his sentence. "Jealous, I know I am too. I am sorry I was staring I'll try to control it. I know how it irritates me when you do it.” "I don't do staring,” Harry said offended. "Oh baby, you do, when the hookup is good enough, you stare and think back.” Louis retorted. "Now eat, we've got work to do.” He said while taking a big bite of his breakfast.
They ate in silence before getting their walking gear on and lining on their two dogs for a morning walk. It was their routine. No matter what they did at night, no matter where they stayed. They had breakfast at home and afterwards took the dogs out for a walk. Then they had coffee together before work. They were both writers. Together they wrote romans novels and detectives. On their own they did some songwriting and poetry. And they had made good money. So much it was easy for them to purchase a house near the coast and never work in an office building again. They found out in the beginning of their relationship they were jealous as hell. Yet they couldn't always find what they were looking for in the other. So, they had decided to practise and open relationship. Just one rule applied. No telling who their hookup was and no telling how good or bad it was. Because.... well yeah yep, you guessed right, they were jealous as hell.
Louis had been lucky last night, his hookup, judging by his staring face had been a good one. Well to be honest, not only by his staring face. He kind of walked with a limp. The limp men get when they get fucked really well. After they let their dogs of the leash Harry grabbed Louis hand and pulled him in to kiss him. It wasn't a sweet kiss, it was a claiming one. He nibbled on Louis bottom lip before pushing his tong inside Louis mouth commanded control over the kiss. Louis let him. He knew he would react the same way if Harry would have been this affected by his date. Besides it would make him forget about his hook up a little. "I love you so fucking much,” Louis breathed into Harry's mouth. Harry replied by grabbing his arse and pulling Louis closer. Before he knew it Louis back was pushed against a try, Harry hovering over him. "You let him fuck you,” Harry softly spoke softly, lips moving against his skin. If he hadn't been so close to Louis ear, he wouldn't have heard it. "I did,” he mumbled back, “but you shouldn't be doing this.” Louis turned the tables around. He might be a bit smaller than Harry was, he had enough strength to pin Harry against the tree. He sucked a bruising kiss on the side of Harry's jaw. "I'll let you fuck me if you behave babyboy,” Louis whispered in Harry's ear. Harry groaned and groped Louis arse to pull him closer. A second later they almost fell to the ground when Leila their Australian Sheppard decided she had enough or did not get enough attention. You never knew with her. "Yeah yeah, you tell the boss he is behaving inappropriately in a public place Leila,” Louis rumbled his hand over her head. He got a ball out of his pocket and threw it for her. Leila immediately sprinted away, followed by Lucy their other dog. A cairn terrier with a lot of spice but much shorter legs than Leila's. Before they knew it both dogs came running back to them. Leila carrying the ball she chased and Lucy barking like crazy. While Louis kept throwing the ball for Leila they walked their usual route. This time with Harry's hand hanging on Louis waistband, just to keep him close.
A few days later Harry had spent the night with his hookup. And this time it was Louis’ turn to get a little jealous. "Looks like we have the same lover,” he joked, tickling Harry in the side, "you look just as dreamy as you accused me of doing.” "Wouldn't that be fun,” Harry murmured, "we could be shared a guy without knowing it.” The did not speak of it any longer. Their days went by as they usually did and if any of them hooked up with this guy more than once, they certainly didn't speak about it. Until that one moment Harry had enough of being secretive.
"Can I ask you something?” Harry was leaning against the doorframe of Louis office. "You can and you may. Don't really know why you're asking. Is it something inappropriate?” Louis didn't even look up from his laptop while answering. So, he didn't see the small blush running down Harry's cheeks. "It might be,” the man answered in all honesty. The sound of his voice triggered Louis. He turned his chair around to look at his man. The side made him smile a little. Harry still had a small blush on his face, but the most telling thing were his fiddling fingers. Louis got up and walked to the loveseat he had in his office. "Come here,” he gestured for Harry while he sat down. Harry stepped closer and took Louis hand before he let himself get pulled on Louis lap. "What is it?” Louis asked while he cuddled Harry tightly. "You are going to be so mad,” Harry sighed. "I won't,” Louis assured him. Somehow feeling what Harry was going to tell him was also what he needed to tell Harry. Harry sighed deeply to get himself calmed down. Louis took his hands in his to stop the fiddling. "Maybe it's better if I go first,” Louis said. Harry turned his head and looked at him in surprise. "What?” he asked with a high pitched voice. "Listen Harry, you are the love of my life. I will never be able to live without you. I will never love you any less than I do know or than I ever did in the past.” Louis hesitated, "but I haven't been completely honest with you, I think. We never agreed to anything, but the mutual understanding between us we only hook up once with the same guy. To be honest, I haven't.” He looked at Harry while seeing his words hit ground. A relieved smile got plastered on Harry's face. "Thank fuck,” he murmured, "I’m sorry Louis but I have been seeing the same guy more than once too.” They both laughed out loud. "Oh my god, he must have a magic dick, to get us so hooked,” Louis laughed. "Well, to be honest, he kind of does,” Harry replied. "And he is kind and mysterious and sweet and caring and he kisses like it's the only thing keeping him alive.” "Hé stop it,” Louis fake mocked, "you'll get me jealous. But I get it. My hookup loves to be kissed, and he is so gentle and funny.” "How about you kiss me now?” Harry asked half turning around in search of Louis’ lips, the man happily obliged.
There was no denying possible. It was Louis favourite pastime to get Harry to come. He loved the feeling of Harry getting al pliant, almost begging for his touch. So, he took this moment of making out to go a little bit further. He manoeuvred Harry in a way he could spread his legs a little better. Letting his hands roam over Harry's body while he sucked a kiss in Harry's neck. His hands dipped under the soft fleece of Harry's sweater touching the bare skin underneath. His fingers found their way up to Harry's nipples. Louis gave himself a moment to play with the little nubs while Harry softly sighed, "your hands, don't think anybody does this like you.” Louis smiled, sucking another kiss against Harry's jaw. Louis stroked a little harder on the way down, extracting a moan from Harry's lips. "Can I,” his breath blowing in Harry's ear, his fingers waiting for permission to dive underneath the waistband of Harry's trackpants. "Hmm fuck,” Harry moaned, "yes please Lou,” his word forming a moan as he pleaded for Louis to touch him. Louis obliged, pushing his fingers underneath the waistband, nimble fingertips caressing the skin underneath it. "Off please,” Harry asked softly. It took some awkward movements before the piece of fabric was gone from Harry's body. "Going commando, daring baby,” Louis smiled when Harry leaned back against his body. Louis spread his legs a little more spreading Harry's to get better access to his inner thighs. "I love the way your muscles feel baby,” he moaned while letting his fingers slight over Harry's legs. Without warming he grabbed Harry's balls in one hand, softly kneading them, just the way Harry liked it. He saw Harry's dick react to the feeling, a drop of precome decorating the top. "Fuck Lou, touch me please, please,” Harry moaned sucking in a breath when Louis did just that. Louis hand wrapped around Harry's dick, slowly moving down while his thumb moved over the slit, dragging the drops of precome with him. He stopped and held his and in front of Harry's mouth. "Spit baby,” he said and Harry did just that. "Good boy,” Louis murmured, extracting a shiver and a moan from Harry. He looked sideways to Harry's face just to see his boy was going getting grabbed by the pre-orgasm bliss. He moved his now wet hand a little faster over Harry's dick. Getting more moans in response. Just before Harry was ready to beg Louis grabbed Harry's dick a little firmer and moved exactly the way Harry needed to come. He felt Harry shudder underneath his touch, sucking in a breath just before he reached his climax and came all over Louis hand. Louis smiled and kissed Harry's jawline softly. "Well done, my boy,” he almost cooed. Harry's "thank you,” could hardly be heard. Louis let his boy breathe a little to get back into the post-orgasm world. When Harry turned around to kiss him, he smiled. "Now get yourself cleaned up, I need to work,” Louis firmly said, pushing Harry up. "But,” the other one pouted, "I can help you!” "I know you can baby, but I don't want you to. I'm probably going to write my best work being all turned on by you. Now go, we talk tonight. Without fucking.” Louis smiled. Guiding a pouting Harry out of his room. If he did write his best work with his hard-on pressing against the underside of his desk, nobody will ever know.
They talked that night about wanting to or not wanting to meet the others hookup. And in the end, they concluded what they had done before. They were not going to meet up. If it happened by coincidence, it was okay, but not on purpose. No appointments were going to be made.
"Honey, do you mind if I go out tonight?” Louis put on his sweetest face. He knew Harry didn't like them going out when one of them had a hook up and the other was going to meet friends. Harry hated leaving their dogs alone, with the exception of both their "parents” going out together. But Louis didn't feel like sitting at home alone tonight and Oli was always in for some fun. His sweetest face helped a lot. "Whatever,” Harry sighed, "but only if you join me in doing the grocery shopping today.” The one thing Louis hated. Of course, Harry would drag him along for that as a bargain chip to let him go out tonight. "Okay,” Louis sighed from the idea alone, but seeing Harry's happy face made up for it, at least a little bit.
Minutes later Harry drove them to the supermarket, which happened to be exceptionally close to the farmers market Harry liked to visit. Louis was sure this was going to cost him. He probably needed to buy some homemade soap or flowers to keep his man completely happy and for him to be able to grumble under the weight of doing grocery shopping. He wasn't even surprised when Harry after parking the car turned to him with his sweetest smile, dimples and all, to tell him, it wasn't asking. Louis was sure of that, they were first going to visit the farmers market. Louis got out of the car with as much dread as Harry was excited. He took the grocery bags he was sure they needed and followed behind Harry letting his man lead the way. As expected, his bags were soon filled with everything they probably didn't need, but to be fair, those vegetables Harry bought looked better than the ones in the supermarket. Louis let his eyes drag over the items in the stall before him, not really interested. Harry was discussing the different kinds of soaps with the seller, when Louis saw somebody approach. He wasn't sure if he had seen it right, but the guy walking up to them looked an awful lot like his hookup. Louis looked for a way out, not wanting to introduce this guy to Harry, but there wasn't a way out. He smiled shyly and waved awkwardly, "hi Zayn, nice seeing you here,” Louis said. The moment he said the name of his hook up Harry looked at him confusion written all over his face. "Zayn,” he mumbled while turning around the way Louis was looking, immediately turning back to Louis when he saw the man standing next to them, more confusion on his face. "How do you know Zayn?” he asked in a mixture of whispering and shouting, "truth please.” Louis sighed, he never thought a coincidence like this would happen, but here they were. "Zayn is my hook up,” he said, when suddenly he realised the ease with what Harry had said Zayn's name, "but how do you know Zayn?” Louis asked, "truth please.” Harry smiled innocently, "Zayn is my hook up.” "Oh, for fuck sake,” they heard coming from Zayn, "what are the changes of that.” Harry giggled and Louis burst out in laughter. "Guess you guys do have the same taste,” Zayn stoically said, crossing his arm in front of his chest. "Now what?” Zayn asked when Harry turned to him. Harry shrugged his shoulders, "I don't know what, I'm a little confused at the moment.” It was the moment Louis took control, "we need to talk about what we want, the three of us, and maybe the pairs of us too? We have enough ingredients to feed a village, how about you cook Harry and you Zayn come over for dinner?" Both Harry and Zayn nodded. "Harry and I can talk before you are there. We have enough rooms to talk in private with us if you want that Zayn,” Louis continued, "but tonight is going to be about talking.” Louis tore a piece of paper from a bag and scribbled their address down. "You don't mind dogs do you?” he asked Zayn while handing him the paper. Zayn shook his head, "not really a fan, but I can handle them,” he said, "see you guys at six?” he then asked. Louis and Harry both nodded, "Yeah, six is okay,” Louis confirmed. With a wave Zayn turned around and walked off. Louis looked at Harry who was paying the lady who had patiently waited during their conversation. He felt a distance between them and wasn't really sure what that was about. He would drag it out of Harry, if necessary, but first they had to finish their shopping.
It took them a while to get home again. They didn't speak both lost in their own thoughts. It was nice to say a coincidence could happen, but when it really did it became awkward at best. When they finished bringing the groceries inside Louis looked at his watch. Still two hours to go before Zayn would be here. He did what his mum used to do, make a cuppa and spreading some chocolate biscuits on a plate he put on their dining room table. "Harry?” he asked, eying the insecure baby that was standing in front of the stove. "Let's talk baby,” Louis said, sounding more confident than he felt. "Hug please,” Harry reacted softly, opening his arms to invite Louis in who happily obliged. "I don't want to lose him Louis,” Harry started their conversation minutes later. "Me neither,” the older man replied, "but we don't have to if he still wants us.” Louis took a sip of his tea and looked out of the window for a moment. "I mean, we can share. I think,” he said cautiously. "Don't you think we'll be jealous if we know one of is having Zayn?” Harry asked, a smile on his face. "Probably, but there might be a solution to that!” Louis said while Harry nodded. "It's been a long time,” Harry said lost in thoughts. "Yes, but maybe it's time again,” Louis confirmed they were thinking about the same thing. "Let's just ask him,” Harry suggested. "That, my baby, is the greatest idea you had in a long time,” Louis got up from his chair and hugged Harry tightly. "And now, it's time you make something decent to eat for that lovely man. I'll go change the sheets and clean up the bedroom,” Louis said, getting a laugh from Harry. "Never seen you so eager to clean up my love,” Harry smiled while getting up to start making diner.
At exactly six o’clock Zayn's car drove through their front gate. Before he could get out of the car both men were waiting just out of the front door. They greeted each other with hugs a little bit out of their comfort zone. Harry had made them all a blue lagoon cocktail. Mostly as an appetizer, but the alcohol was good to take the edge of the nerves. "So,” Zayn said after drinking half his glass,” talk I presume?” He smiled a little nervously. The three of them were sitting in the living room. All in their own seat without the comfort of each other's body warmth. "Yes,” Harry said softly, "we need to talk, but I don't know where to begin.” "How about if you two want to continue seeing me and how and what you think would be a good idea,” Zayn took the lead. "We do,” Louis answered, "we do want to keep seeing you, but we are not really sure how to proceed. You know Harry and me are pretty jealous, but in the past, we had threesomes. We even tried living with a third man for a while.” "Louis,” Harry rebuked, "you can't just spill that out of nowhere." Zayn laughed out loud, "Hush Harry, it's good to know that there is more than one option. I've been thinking this afternoon about you two. About what you told me of your lives and in hindsight I think I always knew you two would be a perfect match. I actually got a very warm feeling of the fact that you two are really together and of course about the fact that you both like me. It's good to hear you both want to continue seeing me. And that goes for me too, but there is something I might want to do more than just seeing you one on one.” Zayn had gotten up from his chair and was walking around the room. Looking at the art on the walls when his thoughts overtook his speaking. "What might that be?” Louis asked teasingly when the silence ran a little to long for his comfort. Zayn took his seat on the sofa again, before he started to speak. "I know you as individuals, but I would love to get to know you as a couple. I think we would be a perfect match in daily live. And I am glad you Louis,” Zayn waved at Louis, "mentioned the fact that you tried living with another man. Because, ultimately, I think that's what I want to achieve in live. I am not made to be in a monogamous relationship. I like my freedom, but I also like the fact that there is always someone there for me if I need it." He smiled a little insecure, not knowing if Louis and Harry were on the same page. A little sniffle was heard from Harry's side. "Oh baby,” Louis cooed, “don't cry.” "I am not,” Harry said while wiping a stray tear from his cheek. "Of course you are not, but what's the matter?” Louis asked. Harry sighed deeply before answering. "Zayn,” he said, "Zayn is what is the matter. What if this works out for us Louis? What if Zayn is who we need?” "Jeez Harry, can we please take it one step at a time?” Louis asked a little irritated but gets immediately interrupted by Zayn. "Hey, let the boy, he's happy. I'm happy can you be happy too?” He asked Louis. Louis sighs, "well Yes, I think I can be happy too. I do believe we fit in daily live, but what about the bedroom, do we all fit there. How do you think about that?” he asked. "Well....” Zayn started with a smirk, "I haven't got the faintest clue how big your bedroom is, let alone, how big your bed is. So, I wouldn't know if we fit in the bedroom.” Harry laughed his signature laugh, while Louis pouted a "fucker.” "So, I would suggest,” Zayn said, "dinner first, bedroom second.” "Good thing I cooked something light for dinner,” Harry smirked, getting up to go to the kitchen.
After a very light dinner where they all joked around and asked the others question they winded down on the coach together. Zayn was almost crushed in the middle with both Louis and Harry sitting close to him. He smiled contently. "Can I now please have a kiss, or do we really have to wait until we are in the bedroom,” he asked. Louis looked at the two men before he spoke, "Harry, why don't you show me how you kiss Zayn?” A small blush crept up Harry's cheeks, he had a feeling this night would go in every direction he wanted it to go. "With pleasure,” he said before leaning into Zayn and placing his lips on Zayn's.
Zayn let himself be kissed before he softly pushed Harry away back a little, bending over to whisper something in Harry's ear. Zayn's hands on Harry's face were to ground him when Zayn looked at Louis and smirked. "Want to show of your boy?” Zayn smirked, "because I already know him, I like him and I love what he is capable of doing.” Louis smiled softly. Zayn’s left hand abandoned Harry's face while his brown eyes still held Louis’ captive. "Let me control this,” Zayn demanded while the fingers of his left hand softly touched Louis’ lips, "I am, after all, the one that knows what both of you like to do when you’re with me." Louis looked over at Harry before he looked back at Zayn, lowering his eyes when a soft "okay,” left his lips. "Good boy,” Zayn complimented stroking Louis cheek before he looked over at Harry. "Are you okay with that too?” he asked. "Yes,” Harry breathlessly answered, already thinking about everything that could happen. "My good boys,” Zayn said, "look at you, both so willing to please me.” He kissed Harry's lip before sending him on his way. "Bedroom please baby, wait on the bed for us, naked,” something in Zayn's posture had changed making it clear he was in control. Harry got up from the couch and walked over to the door; he looked back at Louis as if he wanted to ask something. "I'm okay, really, my sunshine. I like Zayn being in control,” the older man assured him. Zayn smiled softly before he winked at Harry.
"We shouldn't leave him alone for too long,” Louis muttered when Harry closed to door of the living room. "I know,” Zayn confirmed, "I also wanted to check in on you. Are you really okay?” Zayn’s fingers lifted Louis chin so he could look into his eyes. "Yeah,” Louis looked at Zayn, "I think I am, it's just,” he sighed before continuing. "That's my boy Zayn. I'd do anything for him,” Only when Zayn looked at Louis’ hands he realized he had been pressing his thumb firmly into the palm of his other hand to calm himself. Zayn's hands slowly closed around his, squeezing a little. "I know he is but you both are my boys” Zayn said. "I just want you both to enjoy this. You can stop me whenever you want, this is not a complete scene, it's just an evening of fun, where you both can let go.” Zayn looked at Louis intently, still holding his chin. He slowly leant in and kissed Louis’ lips, making him shudder. "Let's go,” Zayn stated, while getting up from the couch, puling Louis up with him.
Louis walked in front of Zayn, but the hand pushing in his lower back made him aware he wasn't in control tonight. He still felt uncomfortable with letting go and did what he did best. He turned silent and into his own head. Making up scenario's that good possible happen. It was simple. Letting go wasn't easy for Louis who always felt he needed to be in charge to take care of everybody.
They stopped just inside the bedroom. Harry was on the bed, naked as requested. Zayn softly pushed Louis further inside. "Harry, can you undress Louis for me please,” Zayn said while he pushed Louis towards the bed. "I'm going to enjoy your show,” he continued when Harry got up from the bed. Zayn walked around the bed and sat himself down on the comfortable chair they had in their bedroom. “That’s better baby,” Harry’s dimple came out when he had stripped Louis of his clothes. Harry was still on his knees on the bed when he leaned in closer to Louis to kiss him. Giving Zayn an excellent look at his bum. "Beautiful men,” Zayn murmured. He had an excellent look of both of them thanks to the mirror in their bedroom. Louis stepped closer to the bed, his lips still attached to Harry, his hand now on Harry's shoulders. Harry let himself drop backwords, taking Louis with him and started making out properly. Zayn let them for a moment, until he saw Louis was completely relaxed. When their kisses became more intense Zayn scraped his throat before speaking. "Louis, get over here love,” Zayn's commanding voice made Louis tense a little. Louis kissed Harry as if it was the last time, before he looked at Zayn and nodded.
Louis climbed of the bed and stood before Zayn, who let his eyes roam over Louis body. The looks Zayn gave him should make him at ease, but Louis never liked his own naked body. He hated training much more than his body and he still looked great he just didn't see it himself. Besides that, he had a boyfriend who was sculpted like a god and Louis, well he simply believed he couldn't compete with that. The moment Zayn let himself sink from the chair to the ground, ending on his knees before Louis was awkward. Even more when Zayn let his hand roam over Louis leg, from his calves to his thighs, cupping his arse firmly and slightly pulling Louis towards Zayn. He felt Zayn's breath ghost over his dick, which twitched, almost like it wanted to be touched by Zayn's lips. Zayn's hands left his arse and slid to Louis’ hips. His thumbs caressing Louis’ tummy. He kissed the skin just below Louis belly button. "Hmmm, I love how soft you are,” Zayn murmured while his lips still touched Louis skin. "Soft, flawless and smelling excellent,” Zayn whispered, the tickle of that making goosebumps appear. "Fuck,” Louis said, just when he felt Harry get behind him, stroking Louis arms, while he started kissing Louis’neck. "You are beautiful baby,” Harry whispered against Louis neck while Zayn softly blew his breath over Louis tummy. It made Louis shiver, his dick twitching at the idea of two men touching him. Admiring his body, which made Louis feel uneasy at the same time. Just when he wanted to crack a joke, Harry let his tongue glide into Louis mouth to smother him. "Good boy, Harry,” Zayn laughed and Louis felt Harry's dick react to the praise, "you know how to get him to shut up and make him take our praises.” Louis felt Harry laugh against his mouth, not letting go yet. Harry's fingers started exploring his upper body, ending with them circling Louis nipples. Zayn's hand left his tummy and a few fingers slid along his crack, softly opening him. A finger touching his rim made Louis moan deeply. He still wasn't feeling like he deserved this and tried to hide his face in Harry's neck. Harry let him but kept playing with Louis nipples. In some way Zayn had found lube and his finger slid into Louis slowly. "Just let go baby,” Harry spoke softly, taking over stroking Louis tummy. Zayn’s soft lips glided over the length of Louis dick before he licked a drop of precum of the tip at the same time he pushed a second finger into Louis hole. "Can I fuck you please,” Harry pleaded against Louis’ skin. "Of course you can,” Zayn said, "you fuck him, I suck him. How about that sweetheart,” Zayn looked up at Louis who didn't really see anything anymore, confined in bliss. Louis just let go; he let himself be manhandled into a position that made it easy for Harry to fuck him and for Zayn to suck his dick. All Louis felt was the perfect match of a dick up his arse and a mouth on his dick, working in perfect unison. "That's it my love,” Harry breathed in Louis ear, "fuck, you're so tight,” Harry moaned before his lips sucked a bruise on the back of Louis neck. Zayn's mouth popped off Louis dick. "Getting overwhelmed there,” he looked up at Louis who just groaned and shivered by the lack of warmth around his dick. Zayn licked the tip of Louis’ dick before he let his tongue slide over Louis tummy. Zayn slowly licked and kissed his way up till he reached the nipples and starting to play with them. Softly biting the left one, while he pinched the right one with his fingers. "Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Louis moaned, his words turning into something unintelligible when Zayn’s other hand wrapped around Louis dick.
The moment Zayn's grip tightened Harry started to trust into Louis more vigorously, his dick hitting Louis spot just in the right way and tempo for Louis to completely lose all his thoughts and only feel. It didn't take long before he spilled his cum all over Zayn's hand. "That's it, that's my good boy,” Zayn kissed Louis lips. "Don't you dare come Harry,” Zayn commanded, putting his hand around Louis to touch Harry. Harry closed his eyes and took a deep breath, pulling his dick out of Louis with a soft groan of disappointment. He wasn't the only one disappointed, because Louis groaned to at the lack of contact.
Zayn guided Louis to the bed, picked up a bottle of water on the way and made sure Louis drank some before Zayn draped him down. Louis sighed and let his eyes fall close trying to control his breathing while he came back to earth. "I love you, you know that don't you?” Harry whispered close to Louis face. It made Louis open his eyes again, looking into Harry's eyes he nodded. "I know,” he said hoarsely, "I love you back just as much.” Zayn laughed, "Well, that's great. And who is going to love me than?” he smiled looking at the two men on the bed. "We do,” they both said in unison and gestured for Zayn to come over. Although Zayn was still dressed, he let himself fall onto the bed where they snuggled until Louis was back to earth and Harry had calmed down from his almost high. "You two didn't come,” Louis stated. "Nope, but now your back it is time for some more action,” Zayn said stroking Louis body, "how about we take care of Harry now,” Zayn suggested. He looked at Harry with a hunger in his eyes. "How about you undress first,” Harry replied. Zayn laughed, "cheeky brat,” he said, but got out of the bed to get rid of his clothes anyway. Louis and Harry enjoyed the sight of Zayn revealing more and more skin with each piece of clothing that he took off.
When Zayn came to back to bed completely naked, he flopped down on his belly, his face landing on Louis tummy. “You know what,” he whispered against Louis’ skin, “you may hate this part of your body.” Zayn blew soft breaths over the skin of Louis tummy, “but I love it. It’s soft, it’s sweet, it makes you you.” Zayn sucked a bruise on the side of Louis tummy near his hipbone. It made Louis groan, his dick twisting in interest. It also made him blush a soft colour sprouting on his cheeks. Harry placed a kiss on the corner of Louis mouth. "You are so beautiful,” he whispered against Louis’ skin, "perfect skin, the most golden colour. You are perfect.” Harry's hands slid over Louis arm and chest, softly pinching a nipple. Harry softly let his breath ghost over Louis upper body until Harry's lips happened to stumble upon Zayn's. Without hesitation they kissed passionately. Their hands resting on Louis who watched them with a soft smile on his lips. Zayn pushed Harry away from his lips, holding Harry's chin in a sturdy grip Zayn looked down at Louis’ dick and slowly let his eyes get up to Louis’ face. "How about,” Zayn said, looking at Louis with a wink, “How about we both fuck this lovely specimen of a human being I have here in my hand.” Louis smirked, "that sounds like an excellent idea.” Louis shifted his head and looked at Harry, "in fact, it might be the best thing I heard all night,” he said with a laugh, using his abdominal muscles to get up. Louis hand cupped the side of Harry's face before he brought his lips to Harry's mouth. "Would you like that baby?” He sighed against Harry's mouth before he let his tongue slide between Harry's lip without waiting for an answer. Louis felt Zayn come closer, Zayn’s hand leaving Harry's chin, both hands grabbing the backs of Louis and Harry's head, guiding their kiss. It was clear Zayn was the most dominant one in this threesome, guiding them all through it. "Harry,” Zayn said before kissing down Harry's neck, "tell me what you want us to do please.” The half question made Harry catch his breath, breaking the kiss with Louis who caressed his cheek with soft fingers. Harry's cheeks turned a slight red before he started to speak. His eyes downcast. "You know what I want,” Harry whispered. "What was that?” Zayn's voice sounded commanding. "Tell us baby, what is it you desire?” Louis encouraged before he lifted Harry's chin to look him in the eyes. Zayn’s hand held on to Harry's upper arm. Squeezing it a little to keep Harry grounded. "I've always wanted to know,” Harry started slowly before he finished in such a hurry Louis and Zayn could hardly understand what he said, "how two dicks feel inside me.” Harry looked down again, even closed his eyes. "At the same time?” Louis asked looking from his own hard dick to Zayn's with a bit of a worry in his eyes. Harry nodded his head. "Words baby,” Zayn said, stroking Harry's hair. "Yes please,” Harry said, scraping his voice, “I would like to feel the both of you inside me at the same time.” Louis now looked worried and turned on at the same time when he asked, "in your hole Harry? Two dicks in your hole at the same time?” "Yes please,” Harry answered breathlessly. "Fuck,” Louis licked his lips, "that sounds so hot.” He looked from Zayn back to Harry. His eyes unsure. "Would that even fit?” Louis mumbled in awe. Zayn laughed softly, "maybe it does, maybe it won't. But we can try if you want it. You do need to communicate Harry. Well, we all should to make this work. I am willing to try, you Louis?” Zayn asked still stroking Harry's hair but now looking at Louis, who once again looked from his dick to Zayn's dick and back to Harry. Louis sighed, "Yeah, it worries me a bit, but if we all communicate and you really want it. Then I'm in. Of course I'm in, who am I kidding,” Louis kissed Harry with a smile. "My perfect boy, please lay down. We have some preparation to do,” Louis smiled while taking Harry’s hand to make sure Harry lay down on the bed, snuggling in Louis’ arms, while Zayn positions himself behind Harry.
It was Harry's time to enjoy his body being worshipped. The men both peppered him with kisses and love bites while whispering sweet nothings and telling him to relax. And Harry did just that. He relaxed, he felt the kisses and the bites, he felt the hands run over his skin, he moaned, he sighed, he took deep breaths until his body resembled that of a ragdoll. Harry didn't really notice where Louis and Zayn were he just felt them everywhere. Harry groaned when a lubed-up finger entered his hole. Followed by a big sigh because it simply felt too good to not to lean into that feeling. While Louis started kissing him deeply, his tongue playing games with Harry’s, Zayn put another finger inside Harry. “Fuck yes,” Harry moaned into the kiss when Zayn entered a third finger and started scissoring them to open Harry up. The burn of the scissoring fingers felt exactly on the right side of pleasure. Harry’s hand found Louis dick and started stroking him slowly, the satin softness of it felt like a contrast to the sturdiness. Louis gasped when Harry let his finger glide over the slit making the slide easier with the drops of precum he gathered. “Are you sure you want this?” Louis whispered in Harry’s ear before kissing down his neck, sucking a love bite near his collarbone. “Hmmmm,” Harry moaned in pleasure, “very, very sure I want to try.” Harry felt a fourth finger enter him and he gasped at the fullness he now felt. “You have been practicing haven’t you,” Zayn asked before setting his teeth in Harry’s arse cheek to make a bitemark. “Autsch,” Harry screamed. “Well, answer me,” Zayn spoke sternly letting his tongue slide over the bitemark he just made. “I have, I have, please don’t bite me,” Harry moaned. Louis slapped Zayns head, “don’t bite our baby, we need all of him,” he smirked when Zayn looked up at him. “Well let’s get some action than,” Zayn smiled, his fingers still inside Harry’s hole. “I’m hard, you’re hard, Harry is open, let’s try this,” Zayn took charge of the situation. Both men looked at him. “How….” Louis started his sentence, biting his bottom lip. “Let’s not make this very complicated. For now, I was thinking Louis you could lay down, Harry can sit on your dick and finally I’ll try to slide in too.” It sounded like a business arrangement but Zayns kisses on Harry’s back between words made it hot. Louis moved on his back to the middle of the bed without letting Harry go. Harry who moaned at the empty feeling when Zayn’s fingers left his hole. Zayn’s hand guided Harry above Louis and let helped him get down on Louis dick. “Fuuuuck,” Harry moaned when he let himself slowly down on Louis dick, Zayns hands still guiding his arse. “Feels so good,” Harry murmured, the fingers of his left hand now intertwined with Louis. Harry was fully aware of Zayn stroking his back, kissing his arse and squirting some extra lube were Louis entered him. Harry gasped when Zayn let a finger slide into him, next to Louis’ dick stretching him a little. “Oh Fuck,” Louis exclaimed when a second finger joined the connecting he and Harry had. Zayn chuckled, “you like that guys?” he smiled proudly. “So good,” Harry moaned, “give me more please,” he begged. “It’s so strange,” Louis said, conscious of the Harry’s hole embracing his dick and Zayns fingers moving with him. “Good or bad strange?” Zayn asked, moving his fingers now Louis held still to let himself feel everything. “Good, the very best strange,” Louis answered almost breathless. “Hmm, good,” Zayn’s moaned, now leaning over Harry’s back to whisper in his ear. “Are you ready babies?” Zayn’s voice good be heard by both even if it was just a whisper. “Yes please, I want to tray, please Zayn,” Harry begged. “If he’s ready, I am too,” Louis answered his voice a little softer and very serious. His breathing gave away that he enjoyed this just as much as Harry did. Louis was just above begging. Zayn kissed his way down Harry’s back before putting some extra lube on his dick. His hand parted Harry’s cheeks a little further before he guided his dick near the entrance of Harry’s hole. Zayn looked at Louis who let his eyes wonder over Harry’s face before he nodded his okay to Zayn. Zayn slowly started pushing in. Louis could feel his dick getting pressed down, the feeling made him shiver in good way. Louis right hand got to Harry’s neck and pulled him down a little. As soon as Harry’s lips were near his, he started kissing him. His tongue licking into Harry’s mouth to distract him from the stretch he must feel. Zayn dick slowly glided alongside Louis passed the ring of muscles inside Harry. Zayn stopped moving the moment his dick was halfway inside Harry. His hand roaming Harry’s backside, caressing him. “To much?” Louis softly asked when tears started to fall. “No,” Harry’s voice was strong, “it’s good.” “Are you sure baby?” Zayn asked softly looking at Louis for confirmation Harry’s words were true. “Very sure, can you move? Slowly!” Harry asked. And Zayn did just that after he received the confirmative nod from Louis. Zayn moved in a little further, pushing against Louis dick before he slid back. This time both men moaned, and Zayn smirked knowing he had all the control today. He slowly upped his tempo, pushing in further with every move until his dick was completely buried inside Harry. When he held still it was Louis turn to move, laying underneath both men made his movements shallow, but his dick pressed against Harry’s prostate in a delicious way. Louis and Zayn took turns moving, fucking into Harry in the best ways possible. Making Harry moan until he came, clenching so hard down on their dicks they couldn’t control their own orgasms anymore. Both men filled Harry with their cum.
Breathing all very heavily Zayn let Louis slowly pull out so he was able to cuddle Harry into his chest. Zayn let his dick stay inside Harry, so he didn’t have to experience that feeling of emptiness right away. Louis held Harry’s face and kissed him numerous time, while Zayn cuddled into his back, cautious of not slipping out to soon. “You guys,” Harry sighed making both Louis and Zayn laugh. “Well, what about us love?” Louis asked putting a kiss on Harry’s nose. “That was the best sex I’ve ever had,” Harry said yawning at the same time, “I’m so tired right now.” It made Louis pull him until Harry’s head was on his chest. Zayn slowly pulled out of Harry making the man groan over the emptiness he felt, before he stood up. “Okay, going to clean us op a little and then we can sleep,” he said while walking to the bathroom. Before he went through the door he turned around, “oh Louis,” he said with a smile, “next time you can do all the work, and I’ll lay down on my back you lazy arse.” It earned him a chuckle from Harry before Louis’ pillow flew his way.