Disclaimer: The following story involves consenting homosexual characters assumed to be underage. Their age is unimportant in this story, but due to the age of the characters in real life (especially during the setting), it would be nonsense to assume them to be older. No pedophilia is contained.
Legal Disclaimer: The actors in this story are not, to public knowledge, homosexual, and it should not be taken that I have any personal knowledge of their sexuality. And though the story references Harry Potter, I do not own the rights to the franchise.
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The main character, Devon Murray, plays Seamus Finnegan in the Harry Potter films. Tom Felton plays Draco Malfoy. Rupert Grint plays Ron Weasley. The three of them are depicted in this chapter. Got suggestions or requests? Send them (with pics and porn!) to muringold@hotmail.com.
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Orgies on our set were not uncommon. The casting director of the first Harry Potter film particularly chose a number of us boys based on our sexuality, for a reason on which I do not believe needs to be elaborated. Resultingly, over the years, we began to organize sex parties -- especially after having our influence on the straight boys.
Perhaps I was the horniest. Perhaps that's why I organized our first sex party. Well, actually it more or less evolved into sex parties. Tom and I were at it alone around the end of the second film. I'd asked him straight up to meet me in the Great Hall set to fuck on one of those long tables. I remember his very words: "Devon, here's to a night of dick sucking and cock fights!"
That night, I decided it would be fun just to show up naked. How much trouble could I get in for supposed streaking? Besides, I kind of wanted to get caught to open up my sex life. You see, my wand and its accompanying bludgers were rather large. In fact, mine have always been the largest at every orgy held.
But I walked into the Hall with no spectators. Tom was not yet there, so I jumped onto the Ravenclaw table and walked down a little way. Then I sat -- my thighs outstretched, yet with my knees bent so that my calves pointed inward and my feet nearly touched. I leaned back a bit and held myself up with my arms. My stuff laid on the table, and I imagined the Ravenclaw actors admiring me as I lay there, and as they ate food (some of which, they knew, had possibly been touched by my cock). I remained flacid -- 6 inches and my balls heavy, low hanging and loving the support from the table. When it's hard, by the way, it measures 11 inches long, 2 inches in diameter. My head, my favorite part, is just as thick and appears flat from the top.
Tom came in and saw me on the table. He could not have dropped his clothes any faster. Tripping over his pants, he ran to me, fell on top of me and kissed me. Ha, as though my cock were on my mouth! I let him, though. The more someone wants to give me, the better -- I don't give a fuck about their feelings.
For anyone who may be wondering, his cock, already hard, stood perhaps around six and a half inches. Nice size for the ass, but I could really have cared less at the moment.
He rubbed it against mine to get me hard. As he did so, I grabbed his ass, fingered his tight hole. That probably helped more than his stupid rubbing. Even after I was hard, he kept rubbing, perhaps thinking I'd get even harder. Unfortunately, with a cock this size, you can't get as hard as a rock like six-inchers can. Eventually I just turned him around and started eating at his groin. In return, he began licking my dick. His tongue was incredibly warm, like he hadn't opened it in days, but also soft and smooth.
Fuck me, I'm getting horny again. It's just too bad that my hand is the only person around right now.
He took my head in, and I rewarded him with a single lick to his balls. I knew then he'd become my bitch, since he implied his want for more ball licking by taking in another inch of my cock and using his lips for a sort of "tickle." So I took my attention from his groin and applied it to his balls, which I began licking furiously. He moaned, adding some vibration to his tongue movements. We continued this as he slowly forced his way down my wand. When he had gotten more than half of it past his lips, I decided he had earned a cocksucking too.
As I took it in, I noticed a hint of watermelon. Haha! He was a melonfucker! He had me now, so he started using me instead of the melon. But he was still my bitch, see. I refused to so much as touch his cock unless he continues fucking melons. I didn't really care, to tell the truth, I just loved how he was so desperate for sex from me. I think he really liked me, since there were plenty of other people who could have sex with him -- either that or he just really got off from my cock and/or domination.
Mmm... my dick always tastes nice. And I don't know what's hotter, imagining my mouth to be Tom's, or writing this with both ends of my body attached.
Anyway, he came first. Yes, he was definitely a quick one. I didn't much appreciate that he didn't pull out first, but I didn't quite punish him there and then for it. I did, however, spit it out on the table. Horrible taste.
But he wanted to stop throating mine. I wouldn't let him though. I held his head with my legs so that he couldn't even come back up. He understood then, and made it up to me by doing all sort of neat tongue tricks. When I was ready to cum, I let go of his head. He lifted his head and focused on my dickhead. He pleasured it even while I came. That was amazing.
One orgasm was enough. Neither of us were in the mood for any actual fucking. I know you've all felt that way too. But I regretted it soon after. I wanted that tight hole. But for the time being, I had to make do with my hand. I made it fun, though -- I sat outside on the roof of the Phelps' trailer (they were straight) with my feet dangling in front of the bedroom window. From there, I could be seen, and see, through Rupert's windows. After jacking for about twenty minutes, I could see Rupert watching me. I put on a show for him, doing different poses. I even fingered my virgin hole, which I'd never done before. That must have really got him going because while I had been looking away, something happened that made me cry out in pain. In the time I'd been looking away, he made it from his trailer to the Phelps' roof and stuck his nine inch cock in my hole. I would have been fucking pissed, had I not been turned on by his size.
Fuck this, I'm going over to Rupert's trailer.
Oh yeah, though. The next morning, everyone laughed as the actress who played Cho (I never learned her fucking name) screamed in the Great Hall when she noticed the dry semen in front of her.
Whatever, I'm off.
(To be continued)
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