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Look who's Stalking 2 - Fantasies Fulfilled	By : Suziesu74 Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 28864 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter...what a different book it would have been if i did. ha ha. I make no money/profit from this story

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The Leaky Cauldron was quiet, a handful of patrons dotted around the room. Harry sat opposite Charlie , a butterbeer in hand. Nerves written all over his face, he adjusted his glasses and cleared his throat. Charlie seeming to notice his apparent nerves spoke first.

“So Harry what can I do for you? Your owl was cryptic.”

Harry felt his face begin to pink up, he forced himself to look into Charlie’s intrigued eyes. Deciding for the direct approach Harry blurted.

“I want you to sleep with me,” Charlie started to choke on his mouthful of beer, spraying the table, Harry needing to just get everything out, continued as he coughed, “Well, not just me Draco Malfoy too and Snape wants to watch!” He breathed out a huge sigh of relief.

Charlie, who had managed to stop choking began to cough again. Face beet red and eyes wide as he stared at Harry in disbelief. He swallowed the noise audible even over the sound of people in the pub.

“You’re serious aren’t you?” Charlie’s voice filled with surprise.

Harry took a steadying breath, heart feeling like it would burst from his chest. He nodded, unable to meet Charlie’s eyes. Harry was afraid he would see disgust in them.

“Harry?” his quiet tone made Harry look up. No disgust reflected in his eyes, they seemed stunned but not horrified.

“How long have you been with the two of them?” Charlie seemed intrigued, no anger evident in his even tone. Harry felt his shoulders sag, his body so filled with tension suddenly feeling like the air had been let out of him. Sliding down the chair, he sighed.

“Severus for nearly nine months, both of them for just over three.”

Charlie’s eye widened, taken aback by the information and Harry’s honest answer. His eyes shut briefly as he was struggling with what to say, when he opened them they sparkled with a newfound knowledge.

“Just after the time at the burrow?” Charlie’s face shone with mischief.

Harry found himself stunned for a second then he laughed. The tension gone between them, both relaxed with the reminder of a previous experience.

“Severus was your first then?” There was a hint of disappointment in Charlie’s voice. For a moment Harry felt guilty but then remembered something. He leaned forward, his mouth dangerously close to Charlie’s ear.

“It could have been you.” Harry whispered, seductively. Charlie cleared his throat, nervously.

FLASHBACK

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The Burrow kitchen was still littered with the left over party food. Harry’s seventeenth birthday had gone with a bang, streamers from the various birthday bombs the twins had invented lay everywhere. Harry sat at the kitchen table, glass of milk in hand. The beginnings of the dawn’s light filtering into the room. A nightmare had woken him, not wanting to disturb anyone Harry had come down to the peace and tranquillity of the kitchen.

“Sickle for your thoughts?” a deep voice asked. Harry jumped, milk sloshing over his hand and the table. Startled, he looked up to see Charlie standing in the doorway.

“Oh, you made me jump.” Harry clasped a hand to his thudding heart.

Charlie smiled and stalked into the room. A strange look in his eyes as he got closer to Harry. A tension building, Harry struggled to identify what it was. Charlie broke to silence, deep voice hushed and low.

“So seventeen?, I remember my seventeenth,” he sat immediately next to Harry, his knee brushing up against Harry’s, “First time I ever drank firewhisky.” He laughed and bumped his knee, deliberately this time against Harry.

Harry felt his face pinking up, his pulse racing faster. The man was gorgeous, muscles in all the right places. Harry remembered the fantasies he had about him once he discovered he liked men. A sly smile crept onto Charlie’s face, leaning so his shoulder was alongside Harry’s. Mouth close to Harry’s ears, Harry shivered involuntarily at the sensation of his breath caressing.

“First time I ever fucked someone too.” he whispered into Harry’s ear.

Gasping, Harry turned his head to look at him, the position his face ended in caused their lips to brush together. Harry thrust himself back and fell off the chair. His hand to his mouth, the tingling in his lips bringing a stunned expression to his shocked face. Charlie with concern written all over his face, reached down to help him up. His hand firm and warm in Harry’s as he effortlessly lifted him from his prone position. Bringing their body to slam together, Harry flung his arms around his neck. Crushing their lips , the kiss Charlie bestowed on Harry was breathtaking.

With nervous inexperienced fingers, Harry touched along Charlie’s strong arms. The power he could feel in them made him feel weak at the knees. Berating himself for acting like a stupid girl, he deepened the kiss. His tongue lapping forcefully against Charlie’s experienced one. Harry pulled away to take a breath, Charlie began nipping along his neck. Tiny little bites instantly soothed with a flicking tongue. Harry moaned loudly, Charlie murmuring into his neck to be quiet. Harry reached for his wand off the table and cast a silencing spell. Charlie shivered at the magic washing over him, biting hard. Back arching, Harry’s hips thrust into him. The resulting moans form both men making the silencing barrier glow briefly. Two equally rock hard cocks rubbing together. Charlie pulled Harry’s pyjama top off and dived back to lap at his nipples.

Harry was panting, the sensations overwhelming him. The duel feeling of another man against his cock and a tongue swirling around his nipples nearly making him come.

I’m kissing Charlie

I think I’m going to have sex

Merlin!

The thought stunned him for a second, did he want to sleep with Charlie? what if it hurt? What if he was no good?

Charlie stopped picking up on the tension suddenly in Harry’s body. He lightly kissed Harry’s lips, a gentle peck. Bringing Harry out of his panicked musings. Harry tried to smile, the grin coming out was shy and nervous.

“We can stop anytime you want, I want you to be comfortable.” Charlie’s tone filled with understanding. Harry’s body relaxed and he leaned forward to kiss Charlie. The tension building again but this time Harry felt like he was the one in control. Charlie’s firm hand reached down and gently rubbed Harry’s now dripping cock.

“Fuck!” Harry shouted and slammed their lips together harder to kiss becoming more passionate. Harry devouring Charlie’s mouth leaving the bigger man feeling flushed and painfully aroused.

Forcing himself to be confident, Harry ran a finger across the large bulge in Charlie’s shorts, the hardness feeling hot even through the silky material. Charlie groaned into Harry’s mouth, a sound so full of need it empowered Harry to take what he wanted. His fingers grasping around the shape of the shaft, palming him firmly. Charlie’s convulsed, thrusting his hips. Pushing his throbbing cock into Harry’s eager hand.

Reciprocating Charlie teased Harry by tracing the outline of his cock with gentle fingers, the friction maddening to him. Harry nipped at Charlie’s bottom lip and squeezed the length in his hand. Charlie pulled his fingers away just long enough to yank Harry’s pyjama bottoms to the top of his thighs. Exposing Harry’s cock, the cool air of the kitchen making it twitch. The pre-come gathered at the head flicked onto Harry’s toned stomach. Charlie stood, his eyes mesmerized by the sight of a dripping line of fluid trailing down to his pubic hair. Sparkling lust filled eyes glancing up into overcome green eyes before crushing their chest’s together. The feel of skin on skin making them both whimper.

Scrambling to touch bare skin, Harry pulled frantically at Charlie’s shorts, needing them to disappear. Charlie’s cock springing free from its confines as the material was dragged from it. Harry reached down and wrapped his hands around both of their shafts, rubbing them against each other. The combined drops of pre-come slicking the way as he stroked them together. The room filled with the slick sound of wet skin and the soft breathy exhales of the two men.

Charlie gasped and pulled away. A reassuring smile in place as he looked at Harry’s confused face.

“I’ll come too soon if you keep that up.” He explained. Harry beamed with a sense of pride. Charlie laughed at his expression, leaning to kiss him tenderly.

“You’re very sexy, I shouldn’t be doing this,” Charlie kissed him with more passion before he broke away to continue, “I shouldn’t but I can’t stop, I want you.” the last three words were so filled with desperation, Harry almost moaned.

“Yes, yes I want you too, “ Harry kissed him, his words coming out in a rush “please Charlie touch me, I think about you all the time”

Charlie’s eyes lit up and he devoured Harry’s mouth. Picking a squeaking Harry as if he weighed nothing and placing him on the kitchen table. He moved forward putting himself between Harry’s open legs. The groins touching, cocks aligned perfectly.

Breaking the kiss, a gleam in his gaze. Charlie pushed Harry to lie back on the table. Harry gasped as the cold table touched the skin of his back. The smell of cake drifting up his nose, he turned his head to see the half eaten birthday cake right next to him. Harry reached to move it away so he wouldn’t end up in it, when a hand stopped him. Confused he looked up at a mischievous Charlie. Charlie reached and picked up a piece, the white frosting ran down his hand and landed on the table with a wet plop. He held it in his hand and ran his tongue through the icing.

“Mmmm delicious, want some?” Charlie’s voice was full of mirth.

Harry shook his head, bewildered to where this was going. SPLAT!

Harry took a huge gulp of air as the cake covered his cock. The frosting cool and wet as its slid down his aching shaft to spill onto his balls underneath. Charlie bent forward to follow the drips, collecting them with his tongue. Harry screamed at the feel of it, a mouth on his cock.

“Oh. Oh oh!” Harry moaned incoherently. The sensation of that agile tongue swirling and lapping was too much. Harry’s hip shot off the table as the head was engulfed into Charlie’s warm mouth. Harry tensed as he felt questing fingers run through the icing on his balls to touch his entrance. Charlie’s head bobbed up and down. His tongue always active, teasing and running along the vein on the underside. The fingers stayed still, just perched at the ring of muscle. Harry could feel the sticky icing coating the pucker. Charlie didn’t force them further, his mouth slurping the rest of the cake from Harry. Sticky fingers traced around the muscle but did not breach it. Harry bucked up at the sensation, forcing his cock deep into Charlie’s throat. The feel of him swallowing distracting Harry as a single finger slid inside using the icing to ease the way.

Harry froze on the table as he realized what Charlie was doing. He waited for the burning pain to come, surprised when it didn’t. The feeling was strange but not unpleasant. Charlie looked up from his position, Harry could barely look, the feel of his cock in Charlie’s mouth combined with actually seeing it was overwhelming. Charlie seemed to be waiting for Harry’s permission to continue, he nodded. His body trembling at the idea of losing his virginity.

Charlie lapped at his cock harder, doubling his efforts. Clearly using it as a distraction as he prepared Harry. Three spit covered fingers slid in and out now. That burning ,stretched feeling beginning to make itself known. Harry gasped, tensing at the pain. Charlie pulled off his cock with a wet pop and trailed his tongue over Harry’s balls. His fingers still as he let Harry adjust to the intrusion. A wet tongue flicked against his pucker, Harry sat up to see Charlie’s head low beneath his legs. The tongue lapped, swirling around the fingers and stretched pucker. Harry felt his balls tighten at the feel, cock spitting over him. Charlie curled his tongue and slid in next to his fingers. Harry groaned and whimpered at the indescribable pleasure he felt coursing through his veins. Pushing himself down, forcing Charlie’s tongue and fingers deeper. Charlie spread them wide and Harry hissed. The pain was too much, he had never even stuck a finger up there before. Charlie pulled his fingers out and licked the entrance firmly. Nibbling and lapping at the muscle. Tongue dipping in, Harry clenched around the muscle. Charlie groaned low in his throat.

Charlie’s tongue explored inside his smooth channel, the feeling made Harry bite his lips to stop form screaming. Fingers tentatively followed, Harry tensed still uncomfortable with the sensation. Charlie withdrew the offending digits and sucked one of Harry’s balls. Simultaneously, wrapping his fingers around Harry’s rigid member. The resulting combination made Harry see stars as his balls emptied themselves violently over himself and Charlie. Ribbons of come decorating Charlie’s stunned face. He stood up, looming over Harry, fisting his own turgid cock. Following Harry almost immediately, spilling hot come over Harry’s heaving chest.

“OH FUCK!” a voice shouted from the doorway, both men looked up stunned at the interruption.

Bill stood slumped against the doorframe, cock standing almost drawn straight against his stomach with need. His strong hand stroking furiously, moaning loudly as his orgasm broke through. Come spilling on to the floor beneath his bare feet.

“Fuck, what a show!” Bill laughed with a shaky voice.

End of flashback

Harry and Charlie looked at each other, the memory at the forefront of their minds. A smile spread widely across Charlie’s blushing features, leaning forward to whisper quietly to Harry. Harry leaning toward him waiting with baited breath for his answer.

“I’ll do it..but I have two conditions.”

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Harry entered Severus’ bedchamber a happy skip in his step, excited about telling Draco the good news. Stopping to a complete halt when he was greeting with a ball gagged Draco manacled from the ceiling. Severus buried balls deep inside, the muffled moans awakening Harry’s sleeping cock.

“Did I miss something?” Harry asked, a laugh in his throat.

Severus looked up and graced him with a blinding smile. His face was flushed with exertion, his hips continued to snap forward forcefully. Draco moaning and struggling to stay on his feet as he swung from the pounding he was receiving.

“He,” thrust, “wouldn’t,” thrust, “Stop,” hard thrust followed by a muffled scream, “bloody talking!”

Harry threw his head back and laughed. Earning a filthy look from Draco, Harry smiled, walking seductively to him. He looked at Severus as if asking permission, Severus raised an eyebrow, his thrusts never slowing and nodded.

Harry fell to his knees and swallowed Draco‘s cock to the base. It hitting the back of Harry’s throat as Severus’ movements pushed Draco forward. Harry licked the thick vein underneath and suckled the drooling slit. The bitter taste coating his tongue, making his mouth water. Reaching down to open the button on his trousers, Harry wrapped his fingers around his own throbbing shaft. Slow strokes to begin with, the building tension forcing him to speed up. Draco whimpered pitifully, manacles digging into his wrists with the effort of staying on his feet. Severus tilted his hips thrusting upwards and wrapped his arms under Draco’s thighs hoisting his feet off the ground. Harry choking as Draco’s cock slipped into his throat.

The new position forcing Severus deeper as his cock battering Draco’s prostate on every thrust up. Draco’s cock lodged in Harry’s throat, he struggled to swallow around the engorged head. Draco screamed, loud even around the gag as he erupted down Harry’s convulsing throat. Harry’s own hand pumping himself harder.

Severus pulled out of Draco with a soft slick noise, dropping Draco’s feet to the floor. Coming quickly around, his hand pumping his slick length. Harry’s eyes were closed as he came all over his hand, flinching when he felt hot wetness splash his face, hitting his lips. Harry’s tongue darted out and he moaned at the taste of Severus’ salty come.

His heart slowly returned to normal, his body trembled with the intensity of his release. Opening his eyes when he heard the clinking of chains. Draco slumped boneless into Severus’ arms as he was set free. As if he weighed nothing, Severus swept Draco into his arms and carried him to the bed. He gently placed him on the warm black sheets, his fingers coming to caress his cheek in a tender gesture. Harry loved to see this side of Severus, it wasn’t just great sex but great tenderness too. The nights were they lay in each other’s arm were quickly becoming his most cherished memory.

Snapped out of his thoughts by Draco’s soft voice calling him to the bed, Severus already lying next to him. Harry couldn’t help the grin that crept across his face as climbed in with them.

“So, how did it go?” Draco asked sleepily, nuzzling his face into Harry’s neck, drawing a laugh from Harry for tickling him.

“He said yes,” he smiled at the little excited jolt from Draco, “But on two conditions.”

Severus and Draco both lifted their eyebrows in a joint intrigued way, Harry bit his lips to stop the laugh bubbling inside.

“Well?” Draco impatient as ever.

“Bill gets to watch,” Harry waited for a comment, receiving an amused eyebrow raise from Severus, “ and he wants cake.” Harry laughed
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