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.
The next few days went by normally at the burrow. Harry and Ron would occaisionally find time to get each other off, with a quick suck here or a jerk there. They even managed to stuff themselves into a closet so Ron could jump inside Harry's bum again. The fact of the matter was, with school starting soon, everyone was just too busy for them to really focus on the horniness at hand.
Hermione had found out about Harry's stay at the burrow and sent him an owl. Her letter was sweet with the usual how are you's and I miss you's. This got Ron upset a great deal, and Harry tried to hide his amusement with the situation.
" I can't believe she hasn't talked to me since that day!" Ron was turning red. "Its not like I stuck her without her permission, I was just caught up in the moment."
Harry couldn't help it and busted out with a fit of laughter. He couldn't help himself, it had been days and Ron had gone on and on about Hermione. Harry knew from the get go that Ron had the secret hots for Hermione, even his his fiery headed friend wouldn't admit it. Ron became quickly frustrated with Harry's laughter and stormed out of the room. Harry strolled slowy after him, still slightly giggling and reached for the door knob, but it wouldn't turn. Harry tried a spell, but it wouldn't budge. "That bastard!" Harry layed down on Ron's bed and thought more about his friend's outburst. He again began to laugh. He thought about Ron abusing Hermione's mouth while she mumbled in protest and he began to laugh harder.
Speaking of harder, Harry's dick was becoming straight awake. Thinking about Ron face fucking Hermione, himself giving it to Ginny while Ron shot a load on her face. It had been a great summer, though it had just begun. Harry pulled down his shorts and slowly wanked himself. He looked around the room at all of Ron's things, closed his eyes and thought about the start of school. He was looking forward to seeing who was involved in this "Sexual revolution" Ron was telling him about. Harry thought about eating out Cho, maybe in the changing room on the Quidditch Pitch. Or maybe even Hermione once or twice. Harry sort of fancied Hermione, and she always had a great ass.
Then his mind drifted elsewhere. What boys were getting into what he and Ron were getting into? Would he stumble into the dormitory one night to see Neville sloppily sucking the dick of Sheamus? Or see the rocking of Ron's bed while Dean gave it to him? And what about Draco? Would he be sexually ordering around those oafs, Crabbe and Goyle? Who's pants has he been getting into lately. Harry sped up a bit at the thought of him plunging that git Draco. Making him sorry for all the times he had fired Harry up.
Harry laid back and jerked at a steady pace now. His hips slightly gyrated, and he began to softly moan.
"Harry, Sam wanted to..." Ron trailed off as he entered the door with Sam. Same was going to be a second year at Hogwarts. He rather admired Harry, and Harry liked him a lot for not being as nosy as everyone else about his scar, his past, and his parents. Now, he was looking straight at Harry, dick in hand, jaw about to hit the floor. Ron smirked when he saw Harry stuffing himself back into his shorts. "Can't go ten minutes can you?" Ron was mocking him, his revenge for the laughter earler. Harry expected 5 more second years to trapse through the door and see the amazing Harry Potter with his cock throbbing in his shorts.
Ron shut the door behind the two and sealed it with a spell. Without saying a word to Sam, he wandered over to Harry and removed his cock from his shorts. He quickly swallowed it and Sam was just gaping at them. Ron's head bobbed up and down while Harry looked Sam straight in the eye with an immense look of pleasure on his face. Harry gazed down to Sam's cock, and Sam gazed down also. Sam had unknowlingly grown himself. His cock tented out his soccer shorts and was begging for release. He quickly reached down and covered it, rubbing its head with his palm. Harry reached for his wand and pointed it at Sam. "Somcones Maximus!" Suddenly all of Sam's clothes were ripped from him and his hands forced to his sides. He was standing there, 4 inches pointing in the air, watching a GUY suck his idol's dick. "That spell," Harry gasped, "Will keep your arms at your side until you cum. Blastarus Calfico. And now that Ron's pants are down, you have the means by which to do so. Sam gazed to Ron's butt, and to his own cock. He looked around the room for something else to get him off, but besides Harry, who was rather occupied, there was only Ron's bum.
Sam walked towards Ron's ass and shoved inside him all at once. He began right off by screwing Ron as hard as possible. Ron winced and put more suction on Harry's cock, but didn't refuse the intruder one bit.
Sam pulsed in and out and Harry lifted his spell, but Sam did not remove himself. Instead he placed his hands firmly on Ron's hips and began to buck harder. Having only had Harry's cock in him, Ron's bum was still extremely tight and it swallowed Sam's cock all the way up to his balls. The harder Sam pushed, the harder Ron sucked on Harry and the faster Harry bucked his hips. Sam wasn't going to last much longer. Sweating, he bucked as hard as possible, burrying himself in Ron. Ron gave Harry's cock a furious lick and Sam and Harry came in both of Ron's love holes. Ron greedily swallowed Harry's cum as his as absorbed Sam's.
Sam pulled out and dribbles of his first year cum dripped down the crack of Ron's ass, while streams of Harry's recently departed semen dripped down the corners of Ron's moutn. Ron finished swallowing and quickly exclaimed "wicked." Sam fell to the bed without bothering to pull his pants up. The three naked boys laid next to each other and quickly fell asleep from their activites.
"Well isn't this a sight?" Draco sneered. "Potty and Weasel taking advantage of one of Hogwarts younger, more impressionable students."Harry woke up with a start and gazed around the room. Draco was not there, and his love buddies were still lying next to him fast asleep. The dream of Draco left Harry's scar prickling a bit. Why had he dreamed of his worst enemy finding out about his affairs. Harry was almost sure that Malfoy was getting some form of satisfaction from his two oafs, Crabbe and Goyle. There was no way the demanding little twit could ever lay his hands on a woman. He was just a little prick. But why was he invading Harry's dreams?
The remaining weeks of the summer were a blur. Sam would frequently visit the burrow for some fun with his buddies. The odd thing was that he had no problem being with Harry alone, but was only with Ron when the three of them were together. Ginny also had no probelm flying solo with Harry, but would not engage with Sam without his company. Harry felt admired, and it was a good thing, but he did not want to be the cause of any controversy, so he tired to stick to the group as much as possible.
Harry might estimate that someone else got him off about 4 times a day, while he was taking care of that 2 or 3 times a day by himself. His sexual appetite was unmovable. He was always ready for more, as well as his companions, so it made for a quick, pleasurable summer. None of them could believe it when it was time to pack trunks and head to Hogwarts. Ron's mum had taken care of getting their school supplies and they headed to platform 9 and 3/4 looking forward to the coming year.
Harry and Ron spotted Hermione on the platform and she waved, but Ron would swear it was only to Harry. As she approached them, she made no eye contact with Ron, but greeted Harry with a humongous hug. Ron walked toward Fred and George, not wanting to feel like a heel in Hermione's conversation with Harry.
"You might want to talk to him eventually, Hermione," Harry pleaded. "He's not taking the seperation very well."
"Well if you knew how he treated me, the vile boy, you'd be on the same terms with him," she retorted.
"I do know how he treated you, Hermione. I was right outside the window watching."As they waited for the train, Harry recounted to Hermione everything that had happened over the summer. He told of his escape from Pivet Drive, his accidental spy session on her and Ron, his sexual escapades with two Weaseley's and Sam. Hermione seemed to have formed a new found twinkle in her eye. She listened closely to everything Harry explained. At times giggling, at times curious, but mostly, extremely hot. With every word Harry spoke, she inched closer to him. He did not seem to mind, instead he talked lower, begging her toward him to hear his inaudible whispers. She could feel his hot breath on her ear and neck, and she was ready to be spend the night in his dorm.
The train arrived and Harry, Ron, and Hermione sat in an empty car. Hermione began a cheery conversation with the youngest Weasley son, and Ron seemed to be relieved. They chattered the whole way to Hogwarts about the summer, not once mentioning any of their explorations.
After a while, when Hogwarts was in sight, Sam joined them and plopped down next to Harry, putting his head on his shoulder. Hermione let out a bashful grin and run slightly adjusted himself. The train ceased, and the students headed into the castle for the usual rituals of the first night.
The sorting was uneventful other than the introduction of first year, Chris Chang. Chris was the younger brother of Cho Chang, whom Harry had fancied since his beginnings at the school. The feast was, as usual, immaculate. The food was plentiful, and as some students left the Great Hall for their dorms, Harry and Ron were completely stuffed.
" I couldn't fit another drop of pumpkin juice down my throat," Ron almost gasped. Harry leaned in close and whispered, "I have some juice for your throat, so you better make room."
Harry and Ron headed toward the Gryffindor common room and saw Hermione and Sam chatting by the fire with Chris Chang. As they entered, Chris stood up and made his way over to Harry and Ron. He reached out his hand to Harry, greeting him with a quick "I'm Chris."
"Pleased to meet you Chris, I'm Harry, and this is---""I know you are Harry. You are Harry Potter, you are the boy ---""The boy that survived Voldemort. Yes I know." Harry was getting slightly agitated wit his constant reminder of his childhood.
"Yes, yes," Chris responded, "I know that. What I was going to say was, you are the boy my sister has a crush on."Harry melted at these words. He had fallen for Cho since he first laid eyes on her, and now to hear her little brother say she had a crush on him. He was immediately extatic. Harry slightly blushed and Ron rolled his eyes slowly.
"Well, pleased to meet you Chris," Harry said as he messed up the first years hair. He, Ron, and Chris headed back toward Hermione and Sam who were laughing uncontrollably. When the three arrived, all laughter haulted and there was a slightly akward silence.
"So we hear that Cho has a crush on you, Harry. Are there any plans to pursue this opportunity?" Hermione was really asking for it. Harry could have crawled into a hole as Ron, Sam, Hermione and worst of all Chris glared up at him, awaiting the answer.
"Err, umm, I mean, we'll see." Harry was safe, almost not being able to spit it out.
"Harry I'm heading to the dorms to unpack. Want to join me?" Ron hinted to Harry with the protrusion of his tonge near his upper lip. Harry was keen to follow his lead and Chris followed them into the dormitory.
"The first years dormitory is under repair, I get to sleep with you guys for a couple weeks!" Chris seemed excited at this fact. Harry wasn't sure if he saw him as a big brother because of his sister's admiration toward Harry. Harry knew that Cho's older brother and sister had been slain by Voldemort. It was only her and Chris, and Chris had no male role model to look up to. His father and mother had seperated from the stress of the family death. Harry welcomed this "burden" and was happy to realize that his bed was between that of Ron and Chris.
Harry unpacked his trunk and faked a yawn. He Ron and Chris were the only ones left in the dormitory not snoring. Harry changed his clothes, blew out his lantern and bid Chris and Ron goodnight. Chris and Ron turned in direclty after. 15 minutes passed unti Harry felt another body get in his bed. Ron had crawled up Harry's body, slowly licking his bare nipples. He then reached Harry's mouth and kissed him.
What was that? He and Ron had not kissed before. Kissing was for being in love, not getting off. As Ron slinked down Harry's body toward his cock. Harry let the thought slide from his mind as soft fingers surrounded his cock. He slightly moaned.
"Harry, wait for me!" He heard Ron's voice across the room. He quickly grabbed his wand and shouted "LUMOS." A beam of light surrounded the tip of the wand, and Harry gazed down to see his cock being licked by Chris Chang.
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