Fill: Harry/Harry - Past!Harry and Present!Harry ~WARNING FOR SELFCEST and mentions of non-con
anonymous
November 30 2012, 22:28:15 UTC
So this is part one! Tell me what you think? It's my first fill!
Harry groaned, his head hurt from the night before and he possibly should not have drunk all those shots just because Louis had dared him to. Squeezing his pillow vehemently, and daring to open his eyes, he couldn't, and instead fell straight back down to the pillow for probably the most dreamless sleep one could get.
He'd always known he was gay, and truthfully, he'd never slept with a female because that would be kind of gross. All the tabloids had it wrong because why the fuck would he sleep with a woman when he was gay? But of course they don't know that he's gay.
He unzipped his pants, his cock springing free and he reached out to pull Harry's pants down. He pushed him to the floor, dark brown eyes swimming with evil. Harry squealed as the man entered Harry dry, afraid that he was going to tear his bottom I'm half. And all he was thinking the whole time was 'how the fuck does this pleasure people?'
Harry sat in the corner of the bathroom, whimpering once the man had left. Harry touched his sore bum, and when he pulled his hand back, he spotted blood on his hand, triggering tears to roll down his cheeks.
He tasted the salt in his mouth and just wished that his first time could have been better.
Harry woke and was angry with himself for not waking up earlier as he'd just had to relive the worst experience of his life.
He felt a light weight draped across his chest and at first he thought that it was Louis, but it was much too light for that. So when Harry opened his eyes, it certainly startled him to see a thirteen year old boy, who looked strangely like himself staring back at him with emerald green eyes.
He reached out to touch the boy's shorter curls and then made his hand down his face, stroking the soft baby skin.
Harry realized that this version of himself hadn't gone through puberty yet, which also meant that he was a virgin, because Harry's first time had been when he'd started getting hair under his arms at age fifteen. He wishes he could just change his first time.
Most people wouldn't even consider it a first time because it wasn't consensual, but in truth, it was.
So he decided that he would fuck his younger self slowly and better, because that's a good first time.
Harry groaned, his head hurt from the night before and he possibly should not have drunk all those shots just because Louis had dared him to.
Squeezing his pillow vehemently, and daring to open his eyes, he couldn't, and instead fell straight back down to the pillow for probably the most dreamless sleep one could get.
He'd always known he was gay, and truthfully, he'd never slept with a female because that would be kind of gross. All the tabloids had it wrong because why the fuck would he sleep with a woman when he was gay? But of course they don't know that he's gay.
He unzipped his pants, his cock springing free and he reached out to pull Harry's pants down. He pushed him to the floor, dark brown eyes swimming with evil. Harry squealed as the man entered Harry dry, afraid that he was going to tear his bottom I'm half. And all he was thinking the whole time was 'how the fuck does this pleasure people?'
Harry sat in the corner of the bathroom, whimpering once the man had left. Harry touched his sore bum, and when he pulled his hand back, he spotted blood on his hand, triggering tears to roll down his cheeks.
He tasted the salt in his mouth and just wished that his first time could have been better.
Harry woke and was angry with himself for not waking up earlier as he'd just had to relive the worst experience of his life.
He felt a light weight draped across his chest and at first he thought that it was Louis, but it was much too light for that. So when Harry opened his eyes, it certainly startled him to see a thirteen year old boy, who looked strangely like himself staring back at him with emerald green eyes.
He reached out to touch the boy's shorter curls and then made his hand down his face, stroking the soft baby skin.
Harry realized that this version of himself hadn't gone through puberty yet, which also meant that he was a virgin, because Harry's first time had been when he'd started getting hair under his arms at age fifteen. He wishes he could just change his first time.
Most people wouldn't even consider it a first time because it wasn't consensual, but in truth, it was.
So he decided that he would fuck his younger self slowly and better, because that's a good first time.
~JQ
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