Harry and His Magical Fucks: Broomstick Anal
Disclaimer: This story falls under the category of fan fiction and is not meant to imply anything about the characters in the original story by JK Rowling. The plot is pure fantasy that came solely out of the mind of the author. The events described herein never happened in this or any other universe. This story is fiction and is not intended to imply anything about the true sexuality of the celebrities mentioned or any personal knowledge about their private lives.
Beyond that the rest is total fantasy and fiction. This story does involve sexual situations between people that may be minors in your state or country. If sex bothers you, especially sex between mid-teen boys or adults witnessing teen sex, you may want to go elsewhere.
Harry staggered back to the Gryffindor dormitory after hastily wiping off the cum from his face with his robe and quickly putting it back on. His robe was soaked and wet patches were visible here and there. Ashamed of what had happened to him, he hoped to quietly sneak back to his room. Unfortunately, to gain access to the dormitory, he had to get pass the Fat Lady portrait.
"Passwo-- My goodness, Harry, you look a sight!" exclaimed the Fat Lady. "Whatever happened to you?"
"Not...nothing. Never mind. Just let me in, will ya?" Harry stammered.
"Oh, well..." said the Fat Lady, a bit chuffed. "You still have to give me the password,"
Harry muttered it and the portrait swung open allowing him access to the hole that led up Gryffindor tower. Luckily for Harry, no one else seemed to be around to see his cum soaked hair and his robe which smelled of almost a dozen boys' semen.
Harry quickly ran up to his room and showered in the en suite bathroom, desperately trying to clean off the sticky goo that clung to his hair and the stubborn remaining thin film that coated his face and body despite his attempt o wipe them off. As he scrubbed himself he softly caressed him nipples, recounting how good it felt when Malfoy and the Slytherins who had abducted him and taken him back to their dormitory had gang banged him. Despite the fact that he hated the boys from that house, he really enjoyed the attention they gave to his body.
He felt his cock growing hard again as he recalled the encounter. With his soapy hand he grabbed himself and began to stroke his cock again. However, when his breathing began to grow laboured, he forced himself to stop and quickly finished off his shower.
Emerging from the bathroom naked, he grabbed a towel and dried himself. He found his wand on the damp cum soaked robe piled on the floor Then he laid himself flat on his bed, and began to recount in his mind how Malfoy had raped him, remembering how good it felt to have the sexy blond teengod's cock up his asshole.
"Mobilicorpus." Once again Harry felt himself floating up in the air horizontally, spread eagle. He looked around his room and spotted his Firebolt broomstick.
"That should do nicely," thought Harry, and pointed his wand at it. "Locomotor broomstick."
His Firebolt flew to him as he directed it with his wand. He made it hover just in front of his asshole which was now exposed. Leaning over, Harry spat copious amount of saliva into his palm. Then he carefully slathered it onto his anus, spreading it with his finger to lubricate the inside. Satisfied that he was sufficiently oiled, he pointed his wand again at the broomstick to guide it.
The Firebolt gently nudged the end of its shaft at Harry's now raw rosebud. It had been opened up by the less than gentle treatment of the Slytherin boys. But Harry could not help wanting more. And as he lay back, still floating in the air, he closed his eyes and recalled how hard and long Malfoy's huge cock felt. He imagined Malfoy entering his chute as he guided the broomstick up his anus magically with his wand.
The shaft of the broomstick was much larger than anything that has ever gone up Harry, but he didn't care. He continued to push it up with his wand, forcing open his anus even more. Harry gritted his teeth at the pain. But he persisted and soon it grew used to the thick shaft. His his sphincter relaxed and soon pleasurable sensations began to flow up his spine and throughout his firm, lean and muscular teen body.
Casting another spell, the broomstick began to piston magically up and down his asshole. Then Harry leaned back and relaxed, his legs splayed wide open in the air, enjoying the ravages of the Firebolt. With the hand that was still wet with his spit, he grabbed his rock hard cock and began stroking it, slowly at first.
The broomstick continued to chugged in and out of his hole like a relentless machine, sending unspeakable pleasure throughout his body. His cock grew even harder as he strokes grew quciker."Ugghhh...!" Harry moaned involuntarily, unable to contain the pleasure he was feeling. With his wand hand, he pinched his hard nipples between his fingers and sent yet another shockwave through his body. His feeling grew more urgent. Whipping his wand he cast yet another spell to quicken the pace of the broomstick even more.
Harry hissed through his teeth, "Yeah, baby, fuck that asshole of mine. Open it up big, Malfoy. Pierce my anus and dig deep, Draco!" Harry urged on his imaginary assailant.
Soon the familiar feeling arrived. With a last whip of the wand, he quickened the pace of the broom even further even as his body tensed, his anal ring trying to choke and grip the broomstick to make it stop. His cock hand flew up and down his turgid shaft furiously, finally sending him over the top.
Harry closed his eyes, and threw his head back as he groaned in agony and entered into a powerful convulsion. The veins in his neck stood out, throbbing, as he squirmed and his tight torso bucked. Round after round of watery cum fired up into the air, landing on his newly developed pectorals, a few shots splattering forcefully onto Harry's face. Harry licked his lips to savour his own delicious man seed. With a final heave he choked his cock to shoot the last of his load, as he flourished his wand to stop the relentless broomstick. He lifted his head and opened his eyes to watch the broomstick pull out from him. But the sight that greeted him made his eyes grew wide.
Framed between his flayed out legs were two faces grinning from ear to ear at the show they just saw--Fred and George!
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