Featuring:When Harry meets Ron on the Hogwarts Express, its not long before they're both taking off clothes. Harry and Ron had been sharing their compartment on the train as they travelled through the countryside, to Hogwarts. It had been a while, the two had bonded over sweets, houses and spells. They were just talking about Quidditch teams. He was just taking Harry through the finer points of the game when the compartment door slid open yet again, but it wasn't Neville the toadless boy or Hermione Granger this time. Three boys entered and Harry recognised the middle one at once: it was the pale boy from Madam Malkin's robe shop - whom made me blow him off! Harry felt a wave of dread and embarrassment wash over me. He was looking at Harry with more intrigue than lust, unlike he had back in Diagon Alley. "Is it true?" He said. "They're saying all down the train that Harry Potter's in this compartment. So it's you, is it?" "Yes." Harry said. He was looking at the other boys. Both of them were thickset and looked extremely mean. Standing either side of the pale boy they looked like bodyguards. "Oh, this is Crabbe and this is Goyle." The pale boy said carelessly, noticing where Harry was looking. "And my name's Malfoy, Draco Malfoy." Ron gave a slight cough, which might have been hiding a snigger. Draco Malfoy looked at him. "Think my name's funny, do you? No need to ask who you are. My father told me all the Weasleys have red hair, freckles and more children than they can afford." He turned back to Harry. "You'll soon find out some wizarding families are much better than others, Potter. You don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there." He held out his hand to shake Harry's, but Harry didn't take it. "I think I can tell who the wrong sort are for myself, thanks." He said, coolly. Draco Malfoy didn't go red, but a pink tinge appeared in his pale cheeks. "I'd be careful if I were you, Potter." He said, slowly. "Unless you're a bit politer you'll go the same way as your parents. They didn't know what was good for them, either. You hang around with riff-raff like the Weasleys and that Hagrid and it'll rub off on you." Both Harry and Ron stood up. Ron's face was as red as his hair. "Say that again." Ron snarled. "Oh, you're going to fight us, are you?" Malfoy sneered. "Unless you get out now." Harry said, more bravely than he felt, because Crabbe and Goyle were a lot bigger than him and Ron. "But we don't feel like leaving, do we, boys? We've eaten all our food and you still seem to have some." Malfoy smirked before Goyle reached towards the Chocolate Frogs. Ron leapt forward, but before he'd so much as touched Goyle, Goyle let out a horrible yell. Scabbers the rat was hanging off his finger, sharp little teeth sunk deep into Goyle's knuckle - Crabbe and Malfoy backed away as Goyle swung Scabbers round and round, howling, and when Scabbers finally flew off and hit the window, all three of them disappeared at once. Perhaps they thought there were more rats lurking among the sweets. "I hate him." Ron said, sitting back down with a big hurumph.
"Me too. I've met him before, back in Diagon Alley." Harry admitted. "Oh, really? Did you talk much?" Ron asked. "Urrr... We didn't talk much, no." Harry shrugged. "What did you do?" Ron frowned. Harry debates in his head whether or not he should tell him. "Well we were in the robes shop, Madam Malkins? And he... He dragged me into the changing room and we... Did things..." Harry tried, unsure. "You did?" Ron said, his head perking up. "Yeah... He... He made me suck his... Thing... And even though he's a nasty guy, I liked it." Harry confessed. "Well of course you did!" Ron scoffed. "Huh?" Harry frowned. "When Wizards hit puberty, our sex drive go a bit... Crazy. Usually boys help each other out when we can." Ron explained. "Are you serious?" Harry asked, shocked. "Yeah. Nothing romantic or anything just... Wizards helping wizards." Ron assured him. "Did he return the favour?" "What do you mean?" Harry asked. "Did he blow you, too?" Ron questioned. "Oh... No, he just left." Harry sighed. "That prick! That's not fair! If you want, I can help you out? Then you can help me out, too?" Ron suggested. "Urrrr-" "C'mon, it'll be fun." Ron said before gently pushing Harry back into the seat. "What if somebody sees us?" Harry asked. Ron went to the compartment door, locked it and pulled over the curtains. The two boys were invisible to the rest of the train. "So have you done this before?" "Oh, yeah. Me and my brothers do it all the time." Ron said with a dirty smirk before going down to his knees in between Harry's legs. Harry was kinda nervous, surprised by the Wizard world's sluttyness. Ron unbuttoned, then unzipped Harry's trousers, then slowly pulled them down his legs. Underneath he was wearing a pair of patterned blue and green boxer shorts. Ron immediately began kissing at Harry's inner thigh, slowly travelling up it. The tent in Harry's boxers quickly grew as he watched the redhead kiss the clothed tip. Eventually, Ron pulled them all the way down my legs, letting Harry's cock free. It stood, hard and proud and already leaking a bit of precum. Ron was very excited to know that he was about to give the Boy Who Lived a blowjob. Ron was about to start when Harry stopped him. "Could... Could you take your shirt off, first, please?" Harry asked, nervously. Ron couldn't help but smirk. "I will if you will." Ron said. The two boys stripped off their shirts, leaving Harry completely naked. "Damn, that's a nice body." Ron muttered, groping his chest. "You too." Harry breathed, not sure what to say. Ron wasn't as skinny as Harry or Malfoy, but he still looked hot and his pinkish skin was kinda sexy. Finally, Ron opened his mouth and let the hard cock through his lips. The warm wet cavern surrounded Harry's cock as Ron took the whole thing. Harry rolled his head back and closed his eyes at the intense and new feeling. "Oh my God, Ron.." Harry purred, putting his fingers in the orange hair as the wizard began bobbing his head up and down. The noises of Ron slurping at the tip and Harry's moans in the cabin made the boys glad it was fairly soundproof. Ron was swirling his tongue around the head, licking the underside and even kissing the tip - he was an expert! Harry knew he wasn't going to last much longer. "R-Ron... I'm gonna... I'm gonna cum..." He warned him. But this only made Ron suck on him harder. "Oh, fuck... Fuck... Oh fuckkkk!" Harry soon cried out, thrusting into the redhead's mouth. His cock began unloading jizz down Ron's throat, who swallowed every single drop. When Harry finished, he relaxed his body on the chair, panting heavily. When Ron was happy that Harry's cock was clean, he let it slide out his mouth and casually wiped his lips. "Damn, Harry. You taste good." Ron said, smacking his lips as if he were trying to retain the flavour. "Th-Thanks..." Harry muttered, feeling a bit overwhelmed. "Ready for your turn?" Ron asked, standing up and already unbuttoning his trousers. "O-Oh, um... Yeah." Harry nodded, shyly. Ron pushes his trousers and boxers down, finally releasing his cock. It looked achingly hard. Ron hadn't been sucked off by anyone other than his brothers, so this was exciting for him. "You're so fucking hot." Ron said before sitting beside Harry. "Thanks... You too." Harry blushed. "Awh thanks." Ron says before leaning in and pecking Harry's lips. Harry soon moved onto the floor and duplicated the position Ron was in before. He wasn't as nervous, as he trusted Ron, now, and had done this before. Harry parted his lips and took the cock into his mouth. "Mmmmmmmm, yeah, Harry..." Ron purrs as he grips the black hair, guiding the Boy Who Lived's head down further and further. Harry tried replicating what Ron did to him, bobbing his head up and down and using his tongue to play with it. "Damn, Harry... You're not bad for a newbie." Ron smirked, thinking about how amazing this year was going to be. Was he gonna be able to fuck Harry Potter's virgin hole? The thought of Harry bending over, with that innocent look on his face, made Ron's cock throb in Harry's mouth. Harry moved down and started kissing and sucking on Ron's balls. "Mmm, yeah, that's nice, baby..." Ron groaned. After a couple more moments of Harry licking Ron's balls, he resumed back to sucking on his cock. "I'm... I'm gonna cum..." Ron grunted. Harry eagerly sucked harder, desperate to taste it again. Ron's moans got louder and louder until... "Oh fuck yes, Harry!! Mmmmmmm yeah!" He thrusted upwards and began completely unloading into Harry's mouth, letting the boy who lived swallow everything. Once Harry had the last drop go down his throat, he stood back up. "You taste good." He simply said, shyly. Ron chuckled. "C'mere." Ron reaches up and pulls Harry by the neck down, before giving him a kiss.
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