Date: Sun, 14 Sep 2003 04:42:10 EDT From: HarryPotterBK5@aol.com Subject: The source of his bone-3 (Revised) DISCLAIMER: None of the Harry Potter characters are homosexual. To the best of my knowledge, all actors portraying Harry Potter characters are heterosexual. This story is an unauthorized fantasy involving the characters depicted in the Harry Potter Series. Harry Potter characters, names and all related indicia are Trademarks and Copyright of Warner Bros. All rights reserved. Harry Potter is also Copyright of J.K. Rowling. Chapter Three: Orgasm Alley The next morning on their way to the Great Hall for breakfast, Harry and Ron talked about the embarrassing circumstances of the night before. They were still shocked that their story had gone over with Dumbledore and McGonagall. "Harry?" "Yes, Ron?" "I have an idea," he said. "Let's see if Seamus wants to play around with us tonight. After all, he is gorgeous as hell." Harry rather fancied the idea. He and Ron discussed their plans for landing Seamus while they mowed down several plates of pancakes, chasing the feast with ice-cold pumpkin juice. That afternoon in the Gryffindor common room, Harry and Ron watched as Fred and George played wizard chess for a go at Harry's meat. George was winning and he laughed as his Knight brutally crushed one of Fred's Pawns. Harry noticed Seamus sitting in a corner across the room. "Ron," Harry whispered. "There's Seamus." He pointed his finger to Ron's left. Ron looked over to where Harry was pointing. "Let's do it." Said Ron. The two sexy wizards walked over to the other side of the room where Seamus was reading "The Standard Book of Spells- Grade 1" by light of the candle floating beside him. "Hello, Seamus." Harry said. "Oh, hello Harry, Ron." He said, closing his book. "You busy?" Harry asked Seamus. "Not terribly. Just studying up on some spells is all. Why, what's on your mind?" Seamus inquired. "Actually," Harry said, "You are." "Me?" "Yeah. Can we talk to you... in private?" Ron whispered, looking around. "I suppose." Agreed Seamus, packing his books away. Harry and Ron led the hot boy up to the dormitory. "What's up?" Asked Seamus as Ron closed the door behind him. "Seamus, we were wondering..." Harry began. "What is it, Harry?" "We were just wondering if you'd like to have a 3-way with us." Seamus seemed slightly shocked, yet at the same time, pleased. He confessed how he had been thinking of what had transpired the previous evening ever since he got back in bed that night. He told them how hot he thought sex with the two young studs would be; wondered how he could broach the subject with them. He was relieved not to have that burden on him any longer. Seamus excitedly agreed, on one condition: this could not be a one-time thing. It must happen as often as possible. Harry and Ron had absolutely no problem with this arrangement. Neville and Dean would not be returning to the dormitory for a few hours, giving the hot studs plenty of time to get nasty. "So what'll we do first?" Asked Seamus excitedly. "Since you're new to our play group," Ron said, "We'll initiate you." "How? And wouldn't it be good if we had a name for our sex sessions?" Seamus added. "Good idea." Harry said. "I was thinking all last night about what Ron and I could call our erotic encounters so no one would know what we were talking about." "Did you come up with anything?" Ron asked. "Yes," said Harry. S-O-U-L: SOUL." "What?" Said Ron and Seamus together. "Each letter has its own meaning. SOUL stands for "Stimulating Orgies and Undying Lust." Harry explained. "That's bloody brilliant, that is!" Said Ron. "That's a great name, Harry." Seamus beamed with admiration. Harry smiled. "Shall we get started then?" Ron and Harry both walked slowly toward Seamus who looked as though he were a mouse about to be attacked by a giant cat. Harry reached out his hand, caressed Seamus' face and worked his hands seductively into the robes of the now erect wizard. Ron dropped to his knees, began fumbling with his new lover's pants button, and unzipped them, pulling pants and boxers slowly down to Seamus' ankles. Seamus had quite a staff. It must have been 4 inches, not bad for an eleven-year-old. The hot boy cock involuntarily bounced up and down, anxious to be bathed in Weasley saliva. Harry and Ron went to work on the sexy English Muffin simultaneously; Harry pressing his hot lips against Seamus' then sticking his tongue in the boy's mouth, began making out with him, while Ron made love to the boy meat to which he was now eye level. Seamus was in such ecstasy that his mind literally went blank. He didn't know what he was doing, who he was doing it with or how long he had spent doing it. Ron, bearing hard on the fleshy wand, taking in every inch, slurped up loads of pre-cum as his sucking became harder and faster. Harry was sloshing his tongue around with Seamus' as they both felt each other over, concentrating mostly on the buttock region. As Ron sucked and pounded, Harry lovingly slid his finger inside Seamus' tight, pink hole, greatly intensifying the boy's unwavering sexual bliss. Seamus let out a rush of air into Harry's mouth, gasping when he realized what Harry was doing. Seamus knew he was closing in on the grand finale. He could feel the dry orgasm surging from inside him, aching to release itself. Suddenly, the dormitory door flew open and in burst Fred and George. "Guess who won... Bloody hell!" Fred wheezed breathlessly as he lay sight upon the spectacle before him. "Way to go little bro!" Said George proudly as a shocked Ron pulled his lips from Seamus' cock and began to blush. Harry turned to see the twins. The five hot boys stared at each other for several moments before Harry realized he had yet to remove his finger from Seamus' ass. He popped his finger out of the hot hole, wiping it on his robes, while Seamus replaced his pants around his waist. It seemed an eternity before Fred broke the silence. "I won, Harry. I beat George at wizard chess. That means your cock is mine and I want it now, you sex god." "Congratulations Fred." Said Ron. "Oh, George, don't worry. While Fred sucks Harry off, you can finish what I started with Seamus and I'll suck you off." "What about my cock, Ron?" Fred asked jealously. Ron thought a moment. "Okay, if we all stay close while we're sucking each other I can give Fred a hand job while I'm blowing George." "I love how your mind works, little bro." Fred said. "But what about you, Ron? Who's gonna suck you off?" Seamus inquired. "Oh, don't worry about me. Harry will take care of me later, right mate?" Ron looked over at Harry, love in his eyes, etched in his soft skin. "You bet." Harry said, smiling. "All right. Great," said George. "Let's get the show on the road."