Date: Tue, 12 Nov 2019 12:36:51 -0800
From: Joe Ballard <joecharballard@gmail.com>
Subject: Turning Out Harry, Chapter Three - Harry's First Time

Chapter 3 - Harry's First Time
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Draco spent the week catching up on homework and thinking through his plan
for Friday night. He was having trouble deciding how he wanted Harry to
lose his anal virginity. Initially he thought that Vincent or Gregory would
be the way to go. That way Draco could feel everything that Harry felt as
he lost his cherry. But the more the thought about it, the more he wanted
to be the one to take Harry's ass for the first time. It was more
humiliating, Draco thought. The only problem was that he wasn't sure he
wanted to have sex with another man. He and Pansy tried anal sex a couple
of times and a couple of other girls had let him, too. But to do it with
another guy, Draco wasn't sure he wanted to go there.

On Friday, Draco and Gregory headed to Harry's dorm room. Predictably, Dean
and Seamus were already asleep. Draco deepened their sleep with two flicks
of his wand. He and Gregory waited. Harry came in late, smelling of yet
another girl's perfume. Who hadn't this guy stuck his willy in, Draco
wondered. He shook his head and began the ritual.

"Did it work?" Draco asked a moment later.

"Uh, I guess," Gregory said uncertainly. He reached out for something to
hold himself up. "My legs feel like spaghetti," he said, looking surprised
at the sound of his voice. Draco smirked. Gregory possessed Harry's body.
The plan was coming together nicely.

"Yeah, it feels like that for a bit. Walk around and do stuff. You will get
used to it faster," Draco advised. Gregory walked uneasily for a few steps
before he grabbed the dresser for balance.

"This is fucking hard," Gregory said bracing himself on the dresser while
he walked. Draco hadn't thought it was that hard. He was growing impatient.

"You're getting it, man," Draco drawled leaving Gregory to wonder if he was
being sarcastic or not. He couldn't put much thought into it, though,
because controlling his new body took all of his mental effort.

"Ok, I'm going to walk to you," Gregory announced a few minutes later.

"Or to the bed, I don't want you to fall on me," Draco said. Harry looked
sad for a moment, and then changed course with a determined look on his
face. His tongue stuck out a bit at the corner, just like Gregory when he
thought too hard.

Gregory gained better control of Harry's body after some practice. Draco
could see some of Harry's mannerisms come back. He wondered if bodies have
a memory of their own. It seemed that Harry's mannerisms came back even
though Gregory struggled with maintaining balance, much less imitating
Potter. He was really glad to see what possession looked like from the
other side.

While Gregory stumbled around, Draco decided to check out his body. This
was something that he was immensely curious about--what happened to the
body of the possessor. He kicked Gregory's side and rolled him over on his
stomach. Gregory's face smooshed against the wood floor. Draco kicked his
body again to lay on its back. Gregory laid spread eagle on the floor.

Draco took a peek at Harry. He was trying to open Seamus's wardrobe on the
other side of the room. Draco kneeled down and rubbed Gregory's bulge. The
thing he wanted to know the most was if the body would achieve sexual
arousal while the mind possessed someone else. Sure enough, Gregory's cock
began hardening. Not wanting to deal with that, Draco reached down Goyle's
pants and pinched the boy between the cock and the asshole. This was the
other thing he wanted to know--would the body feel pain? Would his mind be
alerted somehow? Gregory's body spasmed and his cock went limp but his
expression never changed. Draco looked at Harry, still learning to work the
wardrobe doors. Gregory didn't express that he was aware of what was
happening to body.

"Goyle, do you feel this?" Draco called out, pinching Gregory's taint once
more. The body bucked even harder this time. Harry turned from the
wardrobe, too late to see Draco pull his hand from Gregory's pants.

"What?" Harry asked dumbly. Gregory was stupid no matter what body he
possessed, Draco sighed. He was hoping that Gregory would act more like
Harry so it would really feel like buggering the Boy Who Lived.

"Nothing," Draco lied. He stood up. "Well, can you walk to the Prefect's
bathroom yet?" he asked raising an eyebrow at Harry.

"Uh, yeah, I guess. How are you getting there?" Gregory asked, watching
Draco dig through Harry's trunk.

"Here it is," Draco said, pulling Harry's invisibility cloak out. "I'll be
under here," he said shaking out the cloak. "We'll go into the Prefect's
bathroom together and then I'll take it off," Draco explained. He pulled
the cloak over his head and bent over so that it covered his feet. Gregory
awkwardly made his way to the door and the two exited Harry's dorm. Draco
hoped that no one was around and if they were, they had better things to do
than to talk to Potter.

Someone waved to Harry when they passed the Common Room. Draco rolled his
eyes. He was starting to wonder if it was so great to be Harry Potter,
after all. Harry couldn't walk down the hall without someone stopping to
talk or waving at him or just getting in his way. Much to Draco's
amazement, Harry looked really happy, in a sappy, excited kind of way and
waved back real big. The other person looked super excited and waved even
bigger. Harry waved super big. Draco kicked Harry from under the cloak.
Harry looked surprised, but recovered and continued walking to the
bathroom.

Once inside, Draco turned on Harry. "What the fuck was that, Goyle?" he
asked glaring at Harry.

"No one's ever waved at me before," Harry answered looking at the ground.
Draco felt bad for the guy for a second. He was more popular in ten minutes
of being Harry Potter than he'd ever been in his entire life in his own
body.

"Well, we should get to this. It's getting late," Draco said, insensitive
to his friend's feelings. He transfigured a potted plant into a club chair.
It was low to the ground and upholstered in black leather. He turned back
to Harry.

"Start taking off your clothes," he said, sitting down in the chair. Harry
began fumbling with the buttons. Draco was already impatient, so he flicked
his wand and Harry was suddenly naked. He covered his cock with his hands
and blushed furiously.

"Ha, you're a shy one, aren't you," Draco drawled, amused by Gregory's
modesty. Harry blushed further. Draco laughed.

"Shut up, Draco," he said, turning to face away from Draco.

"Nice ass, Potter," Draco said, checking out Harry from the rear. Harry
gasped and went to cover his rear and his front at the same time. He was
bright red.

"Oh come on Harry, how are we ever going to fuck if you are this
embarrassed to be naked in front of me?" Draco said, eyeing Harry
lecherously.

"I, uh, don't do that, it's creepy," Harry said looking at Draco's
feet. Like there's anything about this that isn't creepy, Draco thought. He
stood up.

"Here, you get in the chair. Get on your knees and you can rest your elbows
on the top of the chair," Draco told the other boy. Harry lurched forward
but Gregory regained control of his body quickly and soon Harry was perched
in the chair. His legs were spread as far as the chair would allow and
Draco could see that his cock was resting on the chair. Harry looked back
over his shoulder.

"What are you going to do? I can't really see from here," he said trying to
see behind himself. Draco bent down and pushed the chair so that if either
boy turned to side, they could see the action in the mirror.

"Now I'm going to prepare you," Draco said, pulling the lube out of his
bag. He approached Harry's backside and started stroking his asshole. It
twitched and Harry moaned a bit. He pressed in with his finger, his other
hand grabbing Harry's ass cheek. He pulled the cheek so that Harry's hole
was more exposed and kept probing with his finger. It opened slightly and
he pressed in to the second knuckle. Harry arched his back. Draco pressed
down on Harry's lower back and held it down firmly. He pulled his finger
almost out and then pressed in again. Harry's ass clenched down on his
finger.

Draco pulled his finger out after Harry let go. He poured some lube into
Harry's hole and some into his hand. He worked the lube around his fingers
and then used the lube already inside of Harry to work his way inside
Harry's ass. This time he wasn't settling for two fingers. He started back
in with two fingers, pressing in deeper with every thrust. Harry groaned
and twitched, but Draco held him down by his lower back. Draco pumped the
two fingers in and out until the motion became easier. He added the third
finger. It was tight, but not impossible to move. Draco pressed harder and
Harry cried out. Draco was glad the bathrooms all had silencing charms on
them. Harry was getting loud.

"Do you like that baby," Draco murmured. He fell into his routine, his
seduction that he did to get girls to fuck him. He started sweet talking
Harry, seducing him. Draco seemed to forget that it was Gregory and not
Harry living this memory.

"Uh, it's getting better, I guess," Harry said, looking away again. Draco
smacked him on the ear hard.

"You need to remember every detail, stop looking away. I need you to tell
me about this for my research," Draco said angrily. Harry looked pissed
off, but didn't say anything else. He knew that his agreement was that he
would tell Draco about the experience, since Draco chose to fuck Harry
himself.

Draco started thrusting his fingers in and out of Harry's ass again. The
moans started up again, now joined by squeals of pleasure as he stroked
Harry's prostate. Draco kept working with three fingers, hitting the
prostate one more time. Harry's hips bucked and he arched his back again.
Draco pressed down on Harry's lower back again and pulled his hand out.
Harry's hole twitched and shuddered at the sudden withdrawal.

"Hey," Harry said, looking back over his shoulder. He looked needy.

"Remember how this feels so you can tell me," Draco said, pushing all four
fingers in hard and fast. Harry tried to arch his back, but Draco wouldn't
let him. He held him down and slowly pumped his fingers in and out of
Harry's enlarged hole. Harry started panting a bit and was grabbing the top
of the chair tightly. He clenched his teeth and then let his head hang
down. Draco kept pushing until it was somewhat easier to move in and out.
He poured some more lube on his hand and tried again, this time gaining
more speed and getting to where he could pump in a somewhat steady fashion.

"Are you going to fuck me or what," Harry moaned. Draco smirked. Damn,
either Gregory is a great actor, or he wants it bad, Draco thought as he
pumped in a few more times, trying to go as deep as he could.

"Oh, yes, Harry, I'm going to fuck you hard and leave you wanting more,"
Draco said, pulling his hand out of Harry's ass for the last time. He wiped
the lube off his hands with Harry's shirt and walked around to the front of
the chair. He pulled Harry's head up by the hair.

"You know, someone told me that you make people feel really good, Harry,"
Draco drawled, unzipping his pants. He pulled out his cock and put it next
to Harry's face. "Why don't you suck on this and make me feel really good?"
he said hitting Harry in the cheek with his cock a couple of times. Harry
looked up at Draco and then at his cock. He opened his mouth. Draco put his
cock in Harry's mouth. Harry closed his eyes and started sucking. Draco
smacked him again.

"Eyes on the prize, Harry," Draco said warningly. Harry winced from the
blow, but opened his eyes and resumed sucking Draco's cock. He reached out
and started jacking it around the base and licked around the head
tentatively.

"Come on, with some enthusiasm," Draco said pushing against the back of
Harry's head. Harry picked up the speed and intensity and Draco moaned. He
couldn't help it. He was hard almost immediately. He was getting off on the
power he felt and also off of the pretty decent blow job Harry was giving.
He didn't think he would get hard so fast since it was a guy, and Gregory,
but neither of those things seemed to matter.

He pushed on the back of Harry's head. Harry dropped his hand and held on
to the chair. Draco thrust several times into Harry's mouth, going deeper
with each thrust. Harry started to gag. Draco thrust in one final time as
deep as he could go and then pulled out. There was a trail of spit from
Harry's lip to Draco's cock. Harry coughed once more and then went back to
sucking Draco's cock. Draco shook his head and pulled out.

"Any more of that and I'm going to cum in your mouth, Harry. Do you want me
to cum in your mouth?" Draco drawled. Harry nodded his head. Draco shook
his head again.

"Maybe later if you're a good boy," Draco said, stroking his cock and
walking behind Harry. He grabbed the lube and applied a generous amount to
Harry's ass. He coated his cock with the slippery substance and then
pressed into Harry's hole. He had an overwhelming urge to press his entire
cock into Harry's ass in one stroke. To tear the other boy apart. He found
it increasingly difficult to fight his urges. He stroked in and out
methodically, very slowly working up speed. He pushed in further and Harry
screamed out. He went back to his methodical strokes until he was ready to
press all the way into Harry's very tight and very hot ass. Draco braced
himself and grabbed Harry's hips. He pulled Harry toward him and thrust
hard with his hips and finally felt his entire cock be sucked into Harry's
ass. He was balls deep inside Potter.

"Ohhhhh fuck," Harry shouted out and then started grunting with every
thrust as Draco began fucking him. Draco started slow but could barely
contain himself seeing in the mirror every expression Harry made as Draco's
cock pushed deeper into Harry's asshole. Draco fucked Harry harder, holding
his hips and thrusting in and out. When Harry started making distressed
faces, Draco slowed down. Harry unfurrowed his brow and started moaning in
pleasure.

"You like that, don't you bitch," Draco said, thinking about how much he
liked it himself. Anal sex with a man just felt different. And the power he
felt over his rival just about pushed him over the top. Harry started
grunting again, but instead of being in pain, Draco saw that he had grabbed
his own cock and started stroking it. Harry rapidly stroked himself while
Draco increased speed in his ass. Draco didn't know why, but the sight of
Harry stroking his cock while he fucked him up the ass really made him hot.
He thrust in and out until he couldn't take it anymore. He pulled out and
stroked his cock a few times and then came onto and into Harry's pulsating
asshole. Harry came in spurts across his own chest. He hung his head and
panted, letting go of his cock. Draco pushed his cum into Harry's ass with
his cock, holding it at the base to keep it hard. He pushed more of the cum
into the hole and then pushed in deep inside Harry's ass. He thrust in and
out a couple of times.

"Squeeze the cum into your hand, Harry," Draco said reaching out to put
Harry's hand into position. Harry obliged and Draco lined Harry's hand
up under his asshole. "Now squeeze," Draco said holding Harry's ass cheeks
apart. Some cum began to trickle out into Harry's hand. Draco stroked the
hole and stuck his finger in a couple of times and then the cum came
spurting out and plopped into Harry's hand.

"Now eat that up like a good boy," Draco said, slapping Harry's ass. Harry
cupped his hand and pulled it to his lips. He looked hesitant, but then
sucked down the entire load. He showed Draco the load of cum that had come
from his own ass sitting in his mouth. Then he swallowed the load and
showed Draco his empty mouth.

"That's a good bitch," Draco said reaching back to Harry's ass and scooping
up some of the cum left there. He put it in Harry's mouth. Harry licked his
finger clean. Draco walked away and zipped up his pants. Watching Potter
come while Draco fucked his ass was an amazing thing. Draco felt powerful.
And he knew that Harry would be the perfect slut. Even though it was
Gregory running Harry's body, he knew that Harry's body got off on Draco
fucking it hard.

Harry stood up and accio'd his clothes onto his body. "Eww, dude. There's
lube all over this shirt. That stuff doesn't really dry," he said wriggling
his body to avoid the cold, wet spots. Draco flicked his wand at Harry and
the lube vanished. He took a moment to cast the charms and spells that
would conceal what had happened tonight. He pulled on the invisibility
cloak and the two made their way back down the hall to Harry's dorm.
Gregory's body still laid there spread eagle.

"Sorry, we forgot to hide your body," Draco said after casting a muffliato
spell. Gregory laid down in Harry's bed and closed his eyes. Draco incanted
the series of spells to return Gregory to his own body.

"Why did you leave me like this?" Gregory whined as he got used to his own
body again. He pulled his legs together and sat up. "Fuck, my, my, I don't
know what to call it, but the place between my ass and my balls hurts like
fucking crazy," Gregory said, reaching down to hold his package. "Did that
happen to you, too?" he asked, looking like he was in considerable pain.

"No, man," Draco said trying to contain his laughter. Gregory looked a bit
angry and a bit confused. A look he commonly made. "Let's go," Draco said,
getting back under the invisibility cloak. He had put a decoy in Harry's
trunk so that he could use the real one to get out of the Gryffindor dorm
undetected. Gregory reluctantly let go of his package and crawled under the
cloak. The two boys headed back to the dungeons, moving very slowly in
order to stay concealed.

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At breakfast the next morning Draco and Gregory sat together facing the
door so that they could see when Harry came in. They had gotten up early in
order to see how he looked after losing his virginity. Draco squinted at
Harry.

"Is he limping?" he said in a low voice, trying not to laugh.

"Yes," Gregory choked out, his mouth full of food, trying not to laugh.

The boys watched as Harry very gingerly sat down. He squirmed around on the
bench before he finally settled in.

"Are you okay, Harry?" Hermione asked Harry snappily. Harry flushed red.

"Oh yeah," he said, grabbing a plate and filling it with food. "I just
pulled a muscle playing Quidditch or something," he said taking a huge
mouthful of food so that he didn't have to talk anymore.

"How do you pull your sphincter muscle playing Quidditch?" Draco whispered
to Gregory and the two broke out into gales of laughter. Harry turned to
look at the two disdainfully, wincing as he shifted on his bottom. Draco
and Gregory laughed even harder. Harry gave them a dirty look and turned
around to face his friends.

"What did I miss?" Vincent said sitting down, his body hitting the bench
heavily. He grabbed a bowl and started eating before Draco could answer.

"You had to be there," Draco said marveling at the sheer amount of food his
friend could shovel in. He broke his stare and looked at Potter again. He
saw that Potter had his hand on Hermione's knee under the table. So that's
how it is between those two, Draco thought, tucking the knowledge away.
This was the start of something crazy, he thought beginning to formulate
the plan for next Friday night.

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