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Disclaimer: Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, and Seamus Finnigan belong to J. K. Rowling. I make no profit from this, and simply manipulate the characters in ways that I find devastatingly amusing. So, if you don’t sic the lawyers on me, I don’t sic my tentacle monsters on you. I don’t mean the nice, I’m-gonna-fuck-your-brains-out kind; I mean the I’m-gonna-rip-you-to-shreds-while-fucking-your-entrails kind. Not pleasant, yeah?
Ron’s eyes were closed in pained ecstasy as he felt Seamus’ 10 inch cock thrust in and out of his gaping hole, his own 8 inch leaking pre-cum all over his abs as his lower body was higher up than his upper. Reflexively pulling, his arms were met with resistance as the manacles kept him secured, as he released a muffled moan as his prostate was hit repeatedly. The acid green self-fucking dildo in his mouth was pushing in and out, giving him almost no chance to breathe through that orifice, resulting in severely pink cheeks.
Forcing his eyes open, he looked past Seamus’ moving body to stare at his best mate, the person he had had a crush on for several years: Harry Potter. He sat in a plush chair, relaxed and reclined, holding a new wizarding camcorder that had been created by the twins, his green eyes hidden behind the glare of light off of his glasses, still immaculately dressed in his school uniform sans his outer robe.
Gods, why had he done this again? As his orgasm suddenly hit him, he remembered: It was all to get Harry. His plan had been simple: Approach the two gay wizards in his year in Gryffindor and ask that they be his first guy-on-guy sex. The kicker was that they hadn’t believed he wasn’t playing with them. He couldn’t blame them; as far as anyone had known, he was straighter than a wand and was madly in love with Hermione. So he had asked what he had to do to prove that he was serious about it. A secret thrill raced up his spine at their answer: With the two others, be featured in a bondage porno. It would only be available to the three of them, of course, but it would show that he had done such a thing and there was no backing out of it.
Unfortunately, Harry hadn’t participated at all, and they’d been at this for what felt like hours, with both him and Seamus having cummed at least three times each (thank gods for extra-strength stamina potions) and he hadn’t seen Harry so much as twitch besides adjusting his seat when he got too stiff.
“You like that, Ronnie?” Seamus’ accented voice filtered in his ears, his heavily panting breath racing across his neck. “You like having my thick cock forcing its way into your pliant body? Like being willingly violated in front of your best friend? It makes you all hot to have him watch you having sex, doesn’t it?” His body spasmed in pleasure as Seamus grunted and released his fourth load into his channel, the previous loads leaking down between their bodies in rivers.
As Seamus pulled himself out, he was pulled into an upright position, his leaking hole spread wide for all to see. He shivered as the slight chill of the castle raced across his skin and Harry got close to his hole with his camcorder, finally allowing him to glimpse his eyes. He shuttered his own as he saw that his pupil’s were little more than slits and a raging desire ran rampant through them.
“Well,” Harry mused, the camcorder very close to his hole between his wantonly spread legs, “he’s been having a lot of fun, yeah?” A smirk ghosted across his best mate’s face even as a few of his fingers entered, finally entered, his used and abused hole, sending jolts of pleasure racing once more through his body. “Very open, and definitely begging for more,” he muttered, pulling his fingers out and licking the cum that had gathered on his fingertips away, causing a twitch of desire to go through both Ron and Seamus. Harry glanced at Seamus out of the corner of his eye. “It’s your turn to hold the camera,” he told him.
“What?!” Seamus whined. “But I’m still having my fun with him.”
“You have been having your way with him for the past hour and a half,” Harry rebutted, sounding highly annoyed with the Irish lad. “It’s is my turn to have my way with him; besides, I’ve been aching ever since he first came up to us.” To prove his statement, he unbuttoned his pants and released his 12 inch cock leaking pre-cum by the gallon-load and proving that he went commando. They both gulped in awe, lust, desire and shock as they watched the pre-cum gather on the floor and mingle with their own body fluids.
Swallowing shallowly, Seamus jerkily nodded his head as he accepted the camcorder, his hands barely gripping onto it. This had been what he’d wanted to see for a long while; that monster cock thick and heavy with blood and desire. His eyes shifted to Ron, who looked dazed and broken-minded as his glazed eyes lined with Harry’s. He knew that Ron had really been crushing on Harry for the longest of time, but so had he and he wasn’t about to lose to some red-head with issues.
Ignorant of Seamus’ dark thoughts, Harry flicked his wand, making the dildo stop and float over onto a nearby desk. “I want to hear his voice,” he explained lazily with a predatory smile at Seamus’ questioning glance. Gliding one of his hands lightly over Ron’s body, he couldn’t help but purr, “There’s a reason you’re feeling the cold so intimately, Ron. I cast a spell that made your body even more sensitive to touch, to desire and to taste.” To prove his point, his fingers once more pushed into Ron’s hole, this time roughly and he couldn’t resist the yelp of pain before his mouth was filled with Harry’s cum-soaked fingers, which tasted, while extremely salty, absolutely divine. The bespectacled-teen chuckled throatily, “See? And I love seeing your tits standing at attention for me to look and witness.” Hand ghosting once more, they tugged lightly at said nipples, making him arch into the touch; he wanted, no, needed more. Lifting his body up and turning around, he looked over his shoulder at an amused Harry and an enraptured and (once more) hard Seamus and said two words.
“Fuck me.”
Raising an eyebrow, Harry chuckled darkly. “Did I hear that correctly? Did Ron Weasley, Jock of Gryffindor, and all around straight-boy, just ask to be fucked like a common whore by his best mate and long-time friend?”
“Quit teasing me, Harry, and shove your bloody prick into my arsehole before I shove my foot up yours!” His temper snapped; after waiting for so long and having such a treat dangling right in front of his face, it was pure tortu-oh mother-fucking GODS!!!!!!!!! He gasped in a mix of pure ecstasy and pain as Harry shoved his entire dick into his waiting channel, which was still not quite loose-enough to fully seat him in one go painlessly. Not that he honestly cared; he was finally being fucked by his best friend.
“Oh yeah, fuck yeah, right there, oh shit yes! So good, so fucking good; fill me up, Harry. I want your cum, your dick, your fingers, your everything. Yeah, you feel so fucking good.” He wasn’t fully aware of the words spilling out of his mouth, only knowing that Harry wanted to hear his voice, so dammit, he would! He felt Harry’s finger’s tighten around his waist and his mouth pressed against his sweating throat, that devil-may-care smirk he knew Harry perfected there.
Suddenly, he felt a thick something, similar in feel to the dildo, only much warmer and softer, press against his lips. Opening eyes he hadn’t known had closed, he looked up into Seamus’ smirking face as he presented his dick to be sucked while focusing the camcorder in such a way as to get it and the arse-plowing he was receiving. He greedily took the dick into his mouth and began to bob up and down on it, listening with half an ear to his fellow bed-mates.
“He’s got a great mouth on him,” he heard Seamus murmur, his voice laced with approval.
“With the way he eats, is that surprising?” Harry grunted, his fingers spreading Ron’s arse-cheeks even further and speeding his thrusts up just a tad.
“No, but if he’s hungry, I’ve got a good treat for him,” Seamus smirked even as his eyes rolled up into his head as his fifth orgasm of the night hit him, spilling into Ron’s waiting mouth and flowing over. Bending down, he licked up his own cum and passed it back and forth between open-mouthed kisses with Ron, watching out of the corner of his eye as Harry’s breathing hitched and with one last mighty thrust released a humongous load into Ron’s very eager hole.
“That … is so … fucking hot,” Harry panted as he pulled his still hard cock out of Ron, walked around and started sliding his cock up and down between Seamus’ arse-cheeks. Realizing Harry’s intent, he eagerly spread his cheeks with his own hands and didn’t bother suppressing the cry of pleasure and pain as Harry slowly pushed into him. Gods, no wonder Ron was in bliss right now if this was what it was like. Speaking of Ron; he eyes the panting boy with his still thick and hard cock and, being the man-whore he was and loved, pulled the boy close, making Harry pause to see what he would do. Quickly forcing himself off of Harry’s cock before he could think better of it, he pierced himself on Ron and, with a come-hither look at Harry, started bouncing up and down on it, giving Harry quite an eye-full of Ron’s cock disappearing into his channel.
Chuckling roughly, Harry muttered, “If that’s how you wanna play this game …” Placing his hands on Seamus’ waist to momentarily still him, he forced his cock into that already tight channel and proceeded to fuck cum out of the both of them, while also making the camcorder float around them to capture all kinds of angles.
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Hours later, hours after curfew, the three teens lay in a panting, gooey mess of their own creation. True to what everyone knew and accepted, the only ones with dicks shoved into them were Seamus and Ron as Harry was not one to ever give up control if he could help it, no matter the situation.
Taking in great gulps of air, Harry stated what they’d all been thinking. “Are we agreed that we’re a threesome?” At the tired and exhausted nods, he smirked. “Good; I’ve been wanting both of your arses for the longest of time.” Ignoring the stunned looks on their faces, he pushed himself up and went over to the camcorder to review the show. Pressing the play button, he blinked in surprise as Fred and George’s faces appeared instead of their own.
“Dearest Harry,” began one of them, “if you’re watching this, then you have now realized that their was no film in this thing.”
“Ya see,” continued the other one, “we thought, and agreed, that if this is being used for what we think it is, we want a live showing-”
“-with maybe some live participating from yours truly as well. I mean, how could you say no to two horny devil’s such as us?”
“The correct answer is not at all, so you’d best get your arse and Seamus and Ron’s down here as soon as school is over for the year, so we can … negotiate some things.”
“Your sexy devils, Fred-”
“-and George Weasley.”
“Signing out!”
Shaking his head ruefully and chuckling, he looked at the two on the ground, who were absolutely stunned speechless and asked, “Are you up for it?” With a saucy smirk spread across his face, he closed the camcorder and plotted.
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