Featuring:Draco delivers his salty Christmas present into Harry's ass before leaving for the holidays. Lunch soon came round as Harry told Ron and Hermione he’d meet them in the Great Hall, as he needed to go to the toilet first. So, when Harry went into the bathroom, he noticed it was pretty empty. Harry went to the urinal and pulled out his dick and casually let the stream of piss hit the urinal. That was until a pale arm wrapped around his waist, making him freeze in horror.
“Shhh… Don't stop.” Malfoy’s voice whispered into Harry’s ear whilst his hand ran up Harry’s shirt. “Malfoy? What are you doing?” Harry said, already angry. He hated Malfoy - even if he was attracted to him. “I'm gonna be going home tomorrow… But I'm not leaving until I've fucked the Boy Who Lived’s ass.” Malfoy snarled into Harry’s ear as he finished his piss. “Malfoy, I'm not interested… What happened in Diagon Alley was a one time thing.” Harry told him. “Ohhh, you're a bad liar.” Malfoy chuckled, maliciously before suddenly flipping Harry around and crashing his lips against him. Harry at first tried to fight off Draco, but he soon gave in. There was something about Malfoy that was so hot to him. Maybe it was because he was a Slytherin or the fact he had that ‘bad boy’ type of personality. Whatever it was, Harry found himself kissing the white haired boy back. Malfoy’s fingers wrapped around Harry’s hardening cock, stroking it shamelessly in the middle of the empty toilets. “Knew it.” Malfoy smirked between kisses. “Fuck you.” Harry said before Draco pushed him against a wall of cold tiles. Their lips hungrily made out as their hands roamed all over each other’s bodies - Draco’s landing on Harry’s ass. “D-Do you have the Jizzards?” Malfoy asked, breaking off. By now, all the boys of Hogwarts knew what the Jizzards were, thanks to the twins. Harry nodded and pulled a couple out of his pocket. “Mmmm good boy.” Malfoy smirked, giving Harry’s ass a tighter squeeze. “Feed me one.” He told him. “You're such a prick.” Harry sighed but did so anyway. He unwrapped one of the sweets and placed it on Malfoy’s tongue. Harry watched as the tongue reeled back into his mouth and he swallowed the Jizzard, before Harry swallowed one as well.
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Featuring:The Gryffindor team have a steamy orgy before their first game, with the inclusion of Ron. The next morning dawned very bright and cold. The Great Hall was full of the delicious smell of fried sausages and the cheerful cheer of everyone looking forward to a good Quidditch match.
“You've got to eat some breakfast.” “I don't want anything.” “Just a bit of toast.” Hermione wheedled. “I'm not hungry.” Harry felt terrible. In a couple hour’s time he'd be walking on to the pitch. “Harry, you need your strength.” Seamis Finnigan said. “Seekers are always the ones who get nobbled by the other team.” “Thanks, Seamus.” Harry sighed, watching him pile ketchup on his sausages. Featuring:Oliver teaches Harry how Quidditch works, but they end up getting distracted and rolling around in the grass... As seven o’clock drew nearer, Harry left the castle and set off towards the Quidditch pitch in the dusk. He’d never been inside the stadium before. Hundreds of seats were raised in stands around the pitch so that the spectators were high enough to see what was going on. At either end of the pitch were three golden poles with hoops on the end. They reminded Harry of the title plastic sticks Muggle children blew bubbles through, except that they were 50 feet high. Too eager to fly again to wait for Wood, Harry mounted his broomstick and kicked off from the ground. What a feeling - he swooped in and out of the goalposts and then sped up and down the pitch. The Nimbus Two Thousand turned wherever he wanted at his lightest touch.
Featuring:Ron gives Harry some head before his duel with Malfoy. It wasn’t what you’d call the perfect end to the day, Harry thought, as he lay awake much later listening to Dean and Seamus falling asleep. Ron had spent all evening giving him advice such as ‘If he tries to curse you, you’d better dodge it, because I can’t remember how to block them.’ There was a very good chance they were going to get caught by Filch or Miss Norris, and Harry felt he was pushing his luck, breaking another school rule today. On the other hand, Malfoy’s sneering face kept looming up out of the darkness - this was his big chance to beat Malfoy, face to face. He couldn’t miss it.
“You ready for this?” Ron whispered, in the bed beside me, looking over. The rest of the dormitory was asleep and we had to leave in about half an hour. “I think so… For some reason I’m… I’m kinda…” Harry said, before looking down into his lap. “Horny?” Ron guessed. Harry responded with a nod. “That’s understandable. And you’ll wanna stay focused for the fight. Lemme help you out.” Ron said, getting out of his own bed. Harry watched as the red head pulled back the covers, revealing the hardon in Harry’s pyjama bottoms. Featuring:Fred and George introduce Harry to their new invention, before taking his virginity. Harry and his new friend Ron had been sorted into Gryffindor and were following their Prefect, Percy, to their dormitory, as it was getting late and the feast had made us all very sleepy.
"Here we are." Percy said. At the end of the corridor hung a portrait of a very fat woman in a pink silk dress. "Password?" She said. "Caput Draconis." Percy said, and the portrait swung forward to reveal a round hole in the wall. They all scrambled through it - Neville needed a leg up - and found themselves in the Gryffindor common room, a cosy, round room full of squashy armchairs. Percy directed the girls through one door to their dormitory and the boys through the other. At the top of a spiral staircase - they were obviously in one of the towers - they found their beds at last: five four-posters hung with deep red velvet curtains. Their trunks had already been brought up. Too tired to talk much, they pulled on their pyjamas and fell into bed. "Great food, isn't it?" Ron muttered to Harry through the hangings. "Get off, Scabbers! He's chewing my sheets." Harry was going to ask Ron if he'd had any of the treacle tart, but he fell asleep almost at once. |
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