Date: Fri, 27 Jun 2003 11:11:13 -0700 (PDT)
From: Looky Here <thewriter12002@yahoo.com>
Subject: Harry Potter's a Spy

The usual disclaimers.  The Harry Potter Series, along with all characters
events described in the series are the property of Warner Brothers and
J.K. Rowling.  Any events expressed in this story herein are pure fantasy,
and any similarities between the characters stated above and the characters
in the story is pure coincidence.  The sexuality of these characters is not
relevant, nor is their age because they are mere products of fantasy.  This
story details sexual acts and encounters, so if heterosexual or homosexual
intercourse or acts offend you, do not read any further.  All characters,
regardless of how they are portrayed in the story, are over the age of 18.
Again, if it is illegal in your city or state to read stories of this
nature: DO NOT CONTINUE.  You have been warned.


Harry had missed Hermione and Ron since the summer holiday began.  Holed up
in #4 pivet drive with his overly plump "family," the summer's first weeks
had caused him utter misery.  When he wasn't being pummeled by Dudley, Aunt
Petunia and Uncle Vernon were busy making his life an utter hell.

Being responsible for nearly every chore in the house, the gangly wizard
grew weary of his surroundings.  He needed to find a way out.  He had been
reading in his newest magic book, The Infinite Guide to Magic.  No matter
how many times Harry thought he had finished the book, more pages would
appear before his eyes.  It was really quite amazing.  He was eying and
oblivity spell to cast on the neighborhood so he could disappear for a few
days without arising suspicion.  He was sure he had the power to achieve
such a spell, and it was undetectable by the Ministry and anyone else from
the wizarding world, but Harry was more concerned with fudging the spell
and turning the whole lot of them into Goblins or some such thing.

One particularly sultry day, when the sun beat down immensely on Little
Whinging, Harry was ordered to cut the grass.  After mowing the ample sized
lawn for an hour in the sweltering heat, his uncle decided it wasn't short
enough.  Barking at Harry's "inadequacy," Uncle Vernon ordered the boy to
do it again.  He told Harry to change from his sweat-soiled clothing into
cleaner ones (or at least as clean as could be possible from Dudley's
hand-me-downs).  Harry darted up the stairs and released his wand and
yelled "Bombarius" and began to scream at the top of his lungs.  He knew no
one could hear him due to the spell, so he gave it all he had for a solid 2
minutes.  He reached down for his book, absentmindedly flipped to the
Oblivity spell and yelled the words as loud as possible.  "OBLIVITIOUS
HARRY"

GHe could not be sure the spell worked correctly, he had to go.  He
quickly packed a bag, and took off on his FireBolt to the burrow to see
Ron.  Shooting out of his window as fast as possible, Harry soared into the
clouds and made his way to the burrow.

As he neared the burrow, he decided to swoop to his pal's window and try to
scare the bejesus out of him.  Harry hovered slowly next to Ron's window
and as he was about to bang loudly on the glass, he saw a truly astonishing
site.

There was Ron, in his room feverishly kissing a naked Hermione.  Harry
hovered outside the window and watch the two going at it, Ron's hands
fondling Hermione's breasts as she massaged the sizable bulge in his pajama
bottoms.  Harry instantly produced a bulge of his own, and continued to
watch the two adolescents.  ^GRon's right hand made its way down to
Hermione's vagina and gently massaged her lips.  He caressed her clit and
inserted a finger inside her.  She pulled away from his kiss, and sat, eyes
closed as Ron kept working.  Her hips were slightly gyrating at the obvious
pleasure he was giving her and she reached down to his hand and removed it
from her privates.  She grabbed her wand from the table next to them and
aimed it at Ron.  "Skinnius fabricio" she said, and Ron sat next to her,
now stark naked.

Ron had a sizable rod, around 5 inches in length, with wisps of red hair
sprouting from above his penis, his balls appeared hairless.  Hermione
slithered down the bed and swallowed Ron's cock.  Harry could hear soft
moans coming from Ron as she pleasured him.  She was going slowly, and
moving her tongue along every inch of his shaft while fondling his balls
with both free hands.  Ron threw his head back every time her tongue grazed
his head.  All Harry could do was watch as his own right hand took itself
to the bulge in his shorts.

 Hermione continued sucking and licking and without warning Ron grabbed her
head and began to furiously fuck her face.  Ron was pumping as fast as he
possibly could, despite the muffled protests by Hermione and was sure to be
sperming soon.  Hermione managed to pull away and yelled "WELL I NEVER!"
With that she stormed across the room, threw some floo powder into the fire
place, yelled "Granger House" and disappeared.

Ron was obviously bewildered at the situation.  He was sitting there with a
wet, hard, hot penis, moments from cumming, and his source of pleasure had
just left.  Harry accidentally drifted forward and hit the window with his
broomstick.  Ron saw his friend and turned a feverish shade of red as he
struggled to cover himself.  Finding the nearest blanket, he covered his
scrawny body and walked over to the window and opened it, allowing Harry to
fly in.

"How much did you see?" Ron asked.  "Most of it," Harry replied,
"especially the end."

Ron's cock was still obviously hard as a rock, and tented out the blanket.
Harry's eyes drifted down to Ron's cock and Ron noticed, stating "I can't
believe she just left."

"Had you been suffocating me with that thing, I wouldn't have been very
happy either." Harry replied, widely grinning.  Ron flashed Harry a smile
and the tension in the room disappeared.  Ron asked Harry if he would mind
leaving so he could finish, and Ron noticed the tent in Harry's on pants
for the first time.

"Looks like you enjoyed the show" Ron giggled reaching out and gently
patting the hard rod through his jeans.  Harry instantly stepped back, not
knowing what to think of that gesture.  No one had every touched Harry's
dick but him, and with Ron standing naked in front of him, covered only by
a blanket, Harry was confused.

"Sorry `bout that Harry," Ron apologized, "The whole sexual thing has been
crazy since you left, and everyone is a little more straightforward now,
didn't mean to offend you."

"Straightforward?" Harry asked.

"Everyone is horny, Harry.  Everyone is getting it on with everyone, guys
with guys, girls with girls, girls with guys, or 3 of them.  It's been a
hell of a week.  This is the first time I'd done anything with anyone, and
it was only because Hermione thought we ought to get in on the action.  It
sort of hurt a little when she first stated that she wished you were here,
but she must have seen me get upset because she jumped on me and started
what you just saw.  Hopefully she'll be back."

Harry was really lost right then.  He didn't know what to think.  Everyone
had seemed to blossom into sexual maturity while he had only been gone for
a week.  He thought about Ron and Hermione again and his half stiff cock
rose to full attention.  Ron notice and just smiled again.  He threw the
blanket on the bed and stood nude in front of his best friend.

"Don't be nervous, Harry," Ron said, "Its only being naked, and its only
sex.  Just sort of let go of what you used to think and try to focus on the
fact that it is just our bodies."

Harry stood completely still for a second, thinking about everything that
had just happened.  Ron was obviously still ready for Hermione to pop back
through the fire and finish what she started, but Harry doubted that would
happen.  What he did next surprised even him.

Harry took off all of his clothes and threw them in the corner.  He started
to feverishly wank his cock in front of Ron.  Ron followed suit and began
to masturbate.

Neither boy closed there eyes.  Both were focusing on the other.  After 5
minutes Ron just stopped.  "This is never going to get me off.  Hermoine's
mouth was such a better mate than my hand," He whined.

Harry chuckled and laid down on the ground.  He began to pull his feet
around his neck to see if he could suck his own dick.  He was not nearly as
flexible as he hoped and strained for a few minutes to no avail.  He laid
down, his boner sticking up in the air just thinking about what was going
on.

"I'll help you with that," Ron said to Harry as he knelt down in front of
him and swallowed his cock.  Harry gasped but did not resist.  The warmth
and moisture from Ron's mouth was intoxicating.  Ron began to lick the base
of Harry's not so hairy cock and slosh his tongue up to the head for a
long, hard lick.  Harry was in heaven and began to slowly gyrate his hips.
Ron began to move more swiftly with larger neck movement.  Harry began the
slow motion of fucking his face, and gently put his hands over the back of
Ron's head, not wanting to duplicate Hermione's struggle.

Ron started at a feverish pace and Harry could no longer move.  As orgasm
passed over him he began to shake uncontrollably.  His semen erupted from
his dick for the first time, and into the mouth of his best friend.  Ron
did not swallow.  He let the semen dribble from his mouth while he finished
sucking his friend.  The semen lubed so well that Harry managed to stay
semi-hard for a couple minutes after while Ron continued to suck.

Harry's dick eventually deflated, and though he was more than done, Ron
continued to tease the head of his cock with his tongue.  Harry laid in
ecstasy and eventually Ron ceased his activity.  Harry, completely naked,
turned to his stomach, rested his head on his hands, and closed his eyes to
rest.  Not 2 minutes passed when Harry felt a slight pressure on his
asshole.  He looked back to see Ron hovering over him, with a lustful look
in his eye.

"Do you mind Harry, I really need to do something about this!"


That's the end of chapter 1.  This is my first post, so any feedback would
be appreciated.

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