Contains: underage/crossdressing
If anyone knew about his little obsession or even had the slightest idea about what he thought of he’d be arrested. He’d be arrested and probably shanked in prison because of it. No one liked a child molester. But he wouldn’t consider himself a pedophile persay, more like a Louis-phile.
Liam had moved to Doncaster a little under a year ago in a simple two bedroom home with one floor. The surrounding houses were about the same as well, all one floor with wide living rooms and spacious bedrooms. His neighbors were the Tomlinson’s, a large family consisting of a mother and five children. The oldest of those children was Louis; he was fifteen, pixie like, sort of childish but mature at the same time and Liam was a goner for him with one look.
Liam had never been attracted to someone so very underage before so the first night he was imagining blue eyes and caramel fringe and that amazing bum of Louis’ instead of big burly porn stars or his ex Zayn, needless to say he was worried. He felt filthy and guilty and dirty but he also felt something he hadn’t in a long time. Desire.
It also didn’t help that Liam had grown to have a kink. A cross-dressing kink. He liked looking at pictures of younger guys-he was only 25 so not that much younger than him-dressed in lingerie and stockings and he imagined ripping them off with his teeth and soiling the delicate fabrics. Liam looked subdued and demure to the outside world but in his head regarding the bedroom he was far from it.
He got this kink by accident though. He was getting ready for bed one night and shut off his light to see a light coming through his window. He looked over and if his jaw hung any farther down then he’d catch flies. Across the yard of about ten feet was Louis’ bedroom window. He had found out that the Tomlinson’s home was much like his own except more bedrooms and Louis’ just so happened to be in direct view of Liam’s window.
He watched through the blinds as Louis was standing there in nothing but these frilly white panties with ruffles on the butt and checking himself out in the mirror. Louis had a fantastic body; smooth and streamlined with golden tan skin and a mountain of an ass. It barely fit into the too small underwear and jiggled slightly with each turn and he even slapped his bum once for good measure.
Liam’s pajama’s tightened dramatically.
He knew this was so wrong, not only are you peeping in on someone but he’s also ten years younger than you and also your neighbor. Pervert.
But he couldn’t stop. His mouth watered and his cock ached to even maybe touch Louis just for a moment in those panties. They were tight and stretched across his body and when Louis turned around to check his bum out in the mirror Liam could see his bulge.
Holy fuck. He was a big boy. Probably not as big as Liam-ten inches is something to compete with-but he had to be impressive if the mound in the front of his underwear was anything to go by.
Liam stood there hidden in the dark and began palming himself through his pants then pulled out his ten inch cock that leaked shiny with precum and began to massage his foreskin over the tip. He watched as Louis checked himself over in the mirror across the yard and slapped his bum one more time then seductively began to peel them off slightly to reveal the top of his crack.

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