The Ad said \'Gay For Pay\' | By : LynstHolin Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Fred/George Views: 9579 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Voldemort was pacing and hissing and spitting again. Peter Pettigrew didn't know who the Dark Lord was angry with this time. If it's not me, I don't care, he thought to himself. He was leafing through a free weekly paper that was found in some of the sleazier places in Knock Turn Alley, looking at the same ad he'd been salivating over for a week: 'Twin Gingers: We're Gay For Pay! Private Brother-on-Brother Shows! We're expensive but we're worth it!' it said, over a picture of two naked, perfect, just-turned-eighteen bodies. Black bars covered the naughty bits, but at the bottom, the ad said, 'Well-hung'. Peter had a date.
Voldemort flew off into the night, taking Nagini with him, and Peter Apparated to a shabby part of Diagon Alley. His appointment was at the Lusty Witch, a low-rent inn. Which suited Peter fine; the more sordid, the better, as far as he was concerned. He went to the top floor and knocked on the door of room 312. The door was opened by a familiar young man. Peter tried to place him, but was distracted by the fact that there were two sexy, well-built gingers wearing nothing but boxer briefs in the room. Two lamps illuminated a double bed with the covers pulled down, and a love seat sat in a dark corner.
Peter sat down. "I'm Red," said the twin that answered the door.
"I'm Pepper," said the other, "And we need the money up front."
Peter took a 500-Galleon note from his pocket and gave it to Pepper. He was almost too excited to speak. "Get to it," he managed to squeak out.
The boys both had longish, floppy hair, lots of freckles, and mischeivious grins. They were tall and solidly built, with nicely-defined muscles. They posed in front of the bed and put their arms around each other, caressing each others' face and hair. "Pepper, I've been thinking about you in a whole new way lately. I know it's wrong because you're my brother, but I just can't resist! You are just too sexy!" said Red.
"Kiss me, Red, please kiss me!" said Pepper. Lips met, tongues explored, and Peter Pettigrew started chewing his fingernails.
"Pepper, I wonder, do you think we're identical in every way?"
"Red, there's only one way to find out." Pepper's hand brushed the front of his brother's boxer-briefs, causing Red's cock to spring to attention, straining against the white cotton fabric. Red returned the caress, and they kissed more, grinding together their hips together and moaning. Lips still together, they skimmed off each other's underwear. Their watcher moaned, too; they hadn't lied about being hung. Pepper grasped his brother's erection and his own, holding them together and stroking them simultaneously. "Ooh, look, we're exactly the same size!"
Pepper moaned and writhed. "I just have to taste you, Red!" he cried, dropping to his knees. He enthusiastically fellated his brother, head bobbing up and down on the huge cock while squeezing his own. After a couple minutes of this, he pulled back, putting his brother's erection against his cheek and smiling up. "I've heard of this thing called deep-throating. I really want to try it with you, Red."
Red laid down on the bed, and Pepper knelt to one side of him, opening his mouth wide and extending his tongue out flat. Slowly, Pepper eased Red's cock down his throat. When it was buried to the root, Pepper started making swallowing motions with his throat while simultaneously tonguing Red's balls, and Red gasped. Red grasped his brother's head and bucked his hips, face-fucking him. His face and chest flushed red and sweat started rolling down from his hair-line. "I'm going to come!" Red cried. Pepper pulled away, jerking his brother's wet, purple cock as it shot cum right into his face.
From the dark corner with the love seat came the sounds of whimpers and heavy breathing and rustling cloth.
"Oh, Pepper," Red said as he pinched his twin's nipples, "I have to take care of you now. Is there something you've always wanted to try?"
"Red, I really want to fuck someone in the arse."
"I've never let anyone do that do me before. It scares me. But you're my brother, and I love you." Red rolled over and got up on his knees, the perfect globes of his bottom up in the air. Pepper grabbed a bottle of lube off a bed-side table and worked a palmful into his brother's little puckered hole, thrusting two fingers inside him. "Pepper, I never knew it could feel so amazing! I want you inside me now!"
Pepper grasped his erection and eased it into his brother's bottom. "Oh, you're so tight and hot, Red!" Pepper started off slow and gentle. Red mewled, stroking his re-awakening erection. Pepper's strokes became harder, faster.
Red was fully hard now, and wanking himself furiously. "Harder! Fuck me harder!" he hollered. Pepper slammed into him, grasping his hips and pulling him backwards each time, leaving bruises on the white flesh. "Unhhhhhh!" Red climaxed, spraying the bedsheet. Pepper pulled out and came on his brother's back, growling.
Peter Pettigrew pulled his robes back down. Watching those two gorgeous young things was far, far better than taking care of the Dark Lord's sexual needs, even though their acting and dialogue was atrocious. He got up and wobbled to the door. "Come again," one of the twins called, smirking.
Once the door shut, Fred said, "More money for the shop!"
George reached out and stroked his brother's bare back tenderly. "I can't believe people pay us for this when they could just spy on us in our flat for free. This is the easiest money I've ever earned." They kissed long, slow, and deep.
"Next time he visits, which scenario should we act out?" Fred asked when the kiss ended.
"How about, 'twin brothers separated at birth, reunited'?"
"That one's good. Or maybe 'I took Polyjuice Potion so I could have sex with myself'. "
.........
Back at the Dark Lord's lair, Peter's happiness was short-lived. Voldemort was back, and, as he usually was after torture and murder, he was horny.
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