Date: Wed, 13 May 2015 18:38:41 +0100 From: James Sorenza Subject: Harry Potter 1 DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the characters used in this slash fiction. This is a work of pure fiction and bares no resemblance to the events of the movie Harry Potter, the lives of the characters or actors. All ownership goes to the rightful copyright owners. Harry lay on his bed with his back against the mattress, legs bent. Hand wrapped around his throbbing cock. At a hefty 7" he could only just wrap his fingers around it. His tennis-sized balls were lightly-haired and bobbing up and down slapping against the top of his plump ass cheeks. This was his favourite thing to do when he was alone in the dorm. His hand was a flurry as precum saturated his hand sometimes flying on to his body, face and lips. Sneaky licks lapped it up, huffing and puffing with moans escaping his mouth. The spell he cast half an hour ago blocked any noise coming from his curtained four-poster, he could be as noisy as he wanted. But Harry liked to keep his rumbles low and deep. The moment of no return was boiling closer and closer to the edge. He'd accumulated so much precum it was sloshing over his hands and pooling down to the duvet he was lying on, mixing with his sweat his bed was a mess. As he got closer to cumming, with his free hand, he slid his wand to his twitching hole. Pushing past his tight ring he started feeling the magic coming from the enchanted wood flowing, vibrating, putting pressure on his prostate. Faster and faster he fucked himself, the ridiculously lubed up cock in his hand was hard to see as his hand was going as fast and humanly possible, his tongue hanging out his mouth ever so slightly, drooling and getting splashed with sweat and lashings of precum. Here it was. He thrust the wand in his hole right up to his prostate, a deep, dark growl escaped his throat, his cock throbbing painfully it ejaculated torrents of jizz. Flying high in to the air, hitting his body, face, mouth with boiling cup-full sizes of teenage cum. Mouth open wide drinking in the ecstasy, adrenaline, scent and his thick jizz. Body bucking violently as he thrust his cock in to his tight hand as much as he could without passing out. This went on for just mere minutes, drenching his body and bedding in buckets of cum and sweating profusely. "Uuuhhhhhhhh". It was almost unnatural how he moaned, so manly and dark. His breathing started returning normally as his high came to a low, he was literally covered in cum. His hair matted and soaked, licking his face quickly to get as much cum in his mouth as possible. Neck, chest, thighs. All covered in his seed. He pulled the wand from his hole, spunk racing down to the now empty space, pooling inside, his fat balls drenched in white spunk, his hand a sticky mess. "Holy shit.. that was good" Harry spoke, panting between words, he started laughing to himself, he loved drenching himself after a long wank. "Tergeo" escaped Harry's lips, barely, as his messy surroundings now as clean as a boy's bed could be. Harry fell asleep not long after. --- The next day Harry and Ron were sat in class, with Snape on teaching duty, substituting maybe, Harry wasn't paying much attention, still drowsy from his late night wank. Ron was sitting fairly close to Harry, his body warmth didn't go unnoticed. Nor did his smell. It was kind of sweet, a bit sweaty, it made Harry stir. The lesson was dragging on, Harry couldn't but help imagine Ron and even Snape, in dirty, naked poses. The rest of the class had their heads down writing what was on the board, Snape sitting with his legs up on the desk as he read the newspaper. It was quiet except for the sound of scribbling. Even Ron had his head down for once as he struggled to get his notes in order. Harry, the previous week, cut an opening in to his robe which he had now slipped his hand under. He was wearing a pure black string-jockstrap. Wire-thin string shaped his fat butt while comfortable fabric contained his sticky wet, but still flaccid cock. As his hand slyly stroked his cock, he wrote notes, or so he pretended, down with his free hand. Ron just couldn't concentrate, he could feel Harry moving. He glanced over and noticed Harry's hand moving inside his robe, confused he nudged Harry, "Harry, what are you doing?" he whispered, Harry turned red, smirked "Sorry, I couldn't help myself" "Well you better stop and get on with copying down the notes, I'm not getting into trouble because of you" Ron shot back Harry slowly pulled his hand out from the opening, visibly wet and dripping in precum, he wiped it on his robe. Ron scoffed, his cock jumping in his tight bikini briefs. Both boys turned back to their books and got on with work. It couldn't have been 10 minutes later that the boredom got to Harry again. He sighed deeply, as he moved his hand back to his robe. For the past 5 minutes he kept noticing Ron sneaking peaks but gave up after 10 minutes when he realised Harry wasn't going to do anything again. But now Harry once again instigated the sneaky looks and lip licking from Ron. Harry slipped his hand under his robe, his skimpy jockstrap still wet. Harry loved how much his cock drooled jizz. Ron shifted uncomfortably in his seat as he saw Harry again massaging his cock under his robe. He started getting embarrassed as his own cock started inflating, unlike Harry, he wasn't wearing a robe. Today he opted for a shirt, jumper and trousers he was donated from his older brothers. The trousers were probably a size too small and accentuated his bulge beautifully. Like the rest of his family, Ron's cock and balls were oversized, at seven inches flaccid, his balls bigger than base-balls, it was easy to miss them when he wore baggy clothing or his robe, but today he didn't expect to be getting turned on by his best friend. Ron wasn't sure how much longer he could keep sitting there, fully aware that his grey, too tight trousers, were getting soaked by his now leaking cock. "Fuck" he whispered to himself. He nudged Harry again but it was half-arsed. Harry snapped up to Ron, but realised Ron's pained look was because his overly sized cock was probably in pain being constrained by his clothing. Harry just smirked and stuck out his tongue. Snape was ready to call the class to dismiss but noticed Ron and Harry mucking about. Ron looking in pain, Harry with a devilish smirk on his face, "Ronald Weasley, Harry Potter, what on earth do you think you're playing at?" Snape bellowed in his constrained English accent. Both boys instantly stopped what they were doing, pale faces, shot up their eyes to Snape, stammering. "You two stay here" Snape calmly yelled "class dismissed" Everyone quickly collected their belonging then fled the room in an orderly fashion. Ron and Harry stuck firmly in their seats, cocks flaccid as much as possible, ghostly white faces, they felt they were going to be sick with fear. Snape was stood at his desk, in a waistcoat and cape, tight black trousers, his trouser-snake pushed to the left. Ron and Harry didn't care about the bulge as so much as what was going to come to them in the form of punishment. "Well, well, well, boys.." Snape walked slowly over to their desk, "why do I seem to always have a problem with both of you questioning my authority in my class room with your messing about?" "Sir, I-I'm sorry, I wasn't.." Ron stammered his face just inches away from Snape's man-sized mound "It was all my fault sir, I'm s-sorry.." Harry piped, his hands both on the desk, his right hand glistening. Snape didn't ignore it. "Potter.. maybe you could tell me what you two were doing for the past fifteen minutes?" Snape was staring intently at Harry "I was just pulling faces, that's all, Ron was trying to concentrate, this is all me" Harry stared back. Ron was looking intently down as his face was red, red because his trousers were almost black in the crotch from his sticky cock. Snape wasn't amused. He wasn't stupid. He knew the boys were turning each other on. He walked over to his desk, stood by the side, he pointed to the front of his desk. Harry and Ron stood up and walked over, slowly. A death march. "Drop your trousers, Ron. Harry, remove your robe" "But sir, I'm.. naked" Harry quietly spoke. Snape just scoffed. Ron couldn't remove his trousers quick enough, out of fear, of course. Harry pulled his robe over his head and dropped it to the floor, only in his tiny jockstrap, his cock was bulged out to the side from the earlier antics. Snape's cock started filling with blood. Ron in his tiny skimpy briefs, his cock bulging obscenely still wet and dripping, Ron started panting quietly and slowly. Harry in his string-jockstrap, his fat cheeks pushed up and together, he could feel his hole twitch from the cold air. Snape licked his lips, sweat started forming on his forehead, armpits, back, all over. He got hot very quickly. He moved behind Harry and Ron, out of their view, he gripped his now almost hard cock, at 10" it grew down his leg on it's way to it's full foot, cum started pouring out of the inflamed head. The seam on his trousers at his thigh started stretching to it's limits as it now had to contain not only his thick thighs, but 5" of thick hot man-cock. He unbuttoned the top of his shirt, wiping his brow soon after trying to cool down. "Boys, this isn't the first time I've had to punish you, I think today you'll experience another kind of punishment.." Snape trailed off in to a whisper as he reached for his wand. Raising it to the boys bums he thrust out magic that was almost a fine mist. It caressed Harry's and Ron's basketball-big derrières. Ron felt the magic first. It was like cotton-soft hands melting in to his skin. His ass was on fire, but it wasn't painful. His hole was pulsing like mad, sweat was breaking out covering his back, racing down to his red briefs, making them even darker as they soaked up his tasty sweat. His ass was lightly haired in a fire orange, he felt like he was going to explode. He wanted nothing more than to reach behind, pull down his underwear and finger fuck his hole. It was Harry's turn. Harry couldn't help it as, per usual, he moaned like a demon in heat. He loved moaning when he chose, and right now was the perfect moment to be loud. Not that he could help it. His entire body was full of heat, he wanted to cry the euphoria was so powerful. His cock, like Ron's, was stood up as far as it could be, harder than steel, it couldn't have got more wet. Snape was beyond insane, his cock was at it's full twelve inches, pissing out precum. The front of his left leg was like a waterfall, his left shoe was soaked, and there was a clear, thick, sticky puddle forming around where he stood. He had unbuttoned all of his shirt, rubbing his hairy chest frivolously, making sure to tweak his sensitive nipples as he roamed. He eventually stopped teasing himself and moved his hand down to his zipper. Now free, his trousers fell to his feet, his cock flung free, whipping precum up in the air, splashing against Harry and Ron's asses. Soaking in to Ron's already wet briefs and falling down to Harry's sweaty hole. Both boys moaned uncontrollably. Snape managed to controll himself. The euphoric mist dissipated in to the air, and he lowered his wand. Both boys were sweaty and so close to cumming, they had formed a mess of sloppy jizz down the front of Snape's desk and the cold, hard stone floor. They were panting like dogs. "Do you boys promise.. not to make a fool of me from.. now on?" Snape panted ".. yes sir.." the boys in front of him whined. Snape got his breathing under control, his cock sticking to the ceiling, his shaft slick, his balls hanging low and equally in a sticky mess as the floor below him. Harry collapsed to his knees, unable to keep standing from the torment he had to endure. He turned his head to face Ron who was still bent over the desk. He moved his face closer to the, clearly second or third hand briefs that probably belonged to his brothers at some point. He buried his face in to the side of Ron, getting his brow even sweatier. Ron whimpered, "H-H-Harry.." Ron was a mess. He eventually collapsed too, now at the same level as Harry, he forced a kiss on the 'boy who lived'. It was electric. The boys turned to face each other, kissing and roaming their hands over each other, Ron still in his shirt and jumper, it was questionable how he didn't pass out from over-heating. Harry pulled the shirt and jumper over Ron's head at the same time to quicken getting his best friend naked. Pushing their bodies close together, the effects of Snape's magic were slowly fading, and natural lust had taken over. Their bodies, slick, were pressed together like glue, their cocks, hard, were rubbing together heightening their lust for each other. Snape was in awe as to what he had created. This wasn't his exact plan, he just wanted to embarrass them in to submission but this way was much, much sexier. Two teenage boys writhing on the floor making out with their hard cocks brushing against each other was beyond his wildest dreams. He shucked off his shoes and trousers, leering over the boys, his cock dripped out cum in a slow leak, getting caught in a mixture of tongues and lips from the boys below him. He dragged Harry up by his hair and pushed up him against his desk, Ron looking sad as his partner was no longer by his mouth. Harry in the confusion was thrust on his back, his cock was sticking out from his underwear, cum lashing him in the face from his leaking cock. His entire body was sweaty. Snape without care, pushed his fat cock up against Harry's tight hole. Years of fucking himself, Harry was ready. Snape pushed forward, his bare, hairy chest shining with sweat, his cock forcing past the ring of Harry Potter, going balls deep. Trying to push in further. Ron gripped his now 10" cock. It was pushed way past the band of his briefs, like a fountain it was leaking a lazy drool of thick spunk. He scooped a pool of it up in his palm and brought it to his mouth. He loved how it tasted. He pushed his cock to the side of his briefs and started wanking the covered shaft. The gap his fat cock made meant his thigh was getting covered in his slop but he didn't care. He brought his hand to his ass, pushed past the fabric back and inserted 2 fingers to his tight hairy hole. He fucked himself with vigour and he wanked his over-sized cock. Harry was tied up with invisible rope with his arms above his head. Snape was sneaky in how he cast his magic. Snape was pounding Harry as deep and hard as he could, his balls so big they could have bruised Harry's ass with how hard they were beating his cheeks. Jizz was getting sloshed out of Harry's hole, both Harry and Snape were on the cusp of orgasm. Ron stood up carefully, his cock head, while uncut, was beyond sensitive, it was rubbed harshly by his saturated briefs. He walked up behind Snape, shoved his cock to the front of his briefs, only the head covered, and forced it up Snape's excessively hairy fat-ass. Ron couldn't hold back as he fucked Snape's hole, his balls spilling out each side of his briefs, they pulled up close to his body. His cock unleashing buckets of cum out of his underwear, so far against Snape's hole that Ron's cock pushed inside. Ron fell to his knees from the preasure. His cock still twitching violently spunking all over his body and the cobble floor. He pushed his face in to Snape's sticky coated ass and ate his own tangy spunk. His thick tongue forcing its way in Snape's hole. Snape went over the edge from Ron's tongue on his hole, his cock pushed so far in to Harry that Harry couldn't control himself any longer and came, coating his body and face in his syrupy seed. Harry whined, piercing Snape's ears. Harry's hole tightened to a vice like grip around Snape's cock. Like Ron and Harry, Snape was uncontrollably firing out jizz like a volcano. He didn't release himself from Harry's hole, instead deciding to pump his cum as far as he could. It still poured out though, drowning Ron's face. Ron was in heaven. Not only was he eating his own jizz, but now an older man's. His first. "Tergeo" a couple of voices mimed. In the back of the room stood Ron's brothers. Identical twins, identical cocks sticking up inside their trousers. "You forgot to lock the door, it's lucky we came in the nick of time" they chimed. Harry, Ron and Snape scrambled to cover up.