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Slytherin Slut	By : TransientTemptation Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 286081 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 13
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A/N: This is another chapter that wasn't originally going to happen but I just sat down to write the next one (which is going to be set directly after this one) and the 'foreplay' sort of got away from me and turned into a whole chapter. Funny how that happens. Anyway, I'm not sure if just nobody is reviewing anymore or if my reviews just aren't showing up or what but haven't gotten a single one despite updating four stories... slightly odd but I'm hoping it's just because of the site changes. Don't forget you can give suggestions for what sluttiness Draco does next.

On a different note, I have an idea for a steampunk AU but I'm not sure who the pairing is. I'm pretty sure I want Draco in there (cause he is sex on legs) but I'm not sure who the other person would be. I've been toying with the idea of Bill Weasley but not convinced yet. Please share your opinions or suggestions in reviews but please no Harry. I want something different than that.

Chapter Eleven: Sexual Statistics

Codes: M/M, Minor2 (too young for sex), Solo, Fingering, Fist

Snape did wake me in the middle of the night for another round, making me scream and beg into the comforter in pleasure for what felt like hours. I swore I could still feel the stitching pressing into my cheek even now, hours after, as I was sitting in the library trying to study. My body was practically humming with satisfaction that only having Snape or an entire room of blokes seemed to be able to bring me. Most guys weren’t experienced enough and couldn’t seem to handle my stamina. They wore out long before I did.

But now that my body wasn’t itching for relief from what felt like never ending lust I was able to hunker down and actually do some of my backed up school work. I had found a nice tucked away corner in the back of the library and set to doing all of the homework I had from my classes. By the time the library was closing for the night I had a headache and was considering the option of just giving Professor Flitwick a blow if it meant not doing some more essays. There were worse things than sleeping my way through school. And it wasn’t like I didn’t understand the material. I just didn’t want to write three feet of rambling explaining it.

Actually the idea of giving Flitwick a blow for grades wasn’t that bad. Snape was definitely grading my essays much easier now that I was sleeping with him. He even blatantly ignored some obvious spelling errors last time. The idea had definite merit and it didn’t help that the satisfaction of being slammed by Snape all night long was starting to wear off. It wasn’t too bad at the moment but I could go for some action. I licked my bottom lip as I stared at my half completed essay. I wondered if I could manage to get away with it. I certainly wouldn’t be surprised if Flitwick was just as suppressed as Snape was –Merlin- McGonagall was probably more than hard up for some sex. I wasn’t really into girls I’d found but I’d make an exception if it meant no transfiguration essays. Or at least less harshly graded ones.

The idea of sleeping with all my professors was actually turning me on and before I realized it I was fondling my aching length right there in the highbacked library chair. I gasped some and let my head fall back and my eyes close as I stroked myself. I couldn’t help but imagine ending up in the teacher’s lounge working my own unique sort of extra credit splayed out on the table on my back. I stifled a moan as I imagined working my way through the teachers. My legs splayed as I pushed my pants down so that they pooled around my ankles. I kept my fantasy playing in my head of a new form of homework as I pushed two fingers inside of myself and started working them in deep. I whimpered and my hand sped up. I couldn’t seem to get my fingers inside of me deep enough to really get me off though and that was frustrating. I opened my eyes and looked around the table before spotting a ruler. I instantly snatched it up and spread my legs wider.

I had to hook my legs over the arms of the chair but I didn’t care and pushed the ruler inside of myself and started to thrust. I was just lucky it wasn’t a wooden ruler. The splinters wouldn’t have been fun. I moaned and my hand sped up on my length as I worked the ruler deeper inside of me.

“Damn Draco… horny are you?”

I opened my eyes to see Daniel, a seventh year Slytherin that I’d had several times, standing there with a grin on his face. “Fuck yes,” I said still trying to get myself off with the ruler and my hand. “Gonna help me out?” I asked breathlessly.

“Maybe,” he said coming closer. I swore I heard two sets of footsteps but brushed it off. “Just how far can you take that thing?” he asked pointing to the ruler.

I smirked some and stopped my frantic thrusting to slowly push it deep inside of me. I couldn’t help but mewl at the sensation and arch upwards as I forced my body to take more and more of it. Finally it began to hurt and I stopped trying to get more of it inside of me. “Damn…” I heard Daniel say and I looked down to see not even a quarter of the ruler was still outside of me. I smirked again. I could take more than I probably should be able to but I felt a strange sort of accomplishment at what I’d just displayed.

Daniel came closer and took hold of the ruler before slowly pulling it out of me, making me moan and arch again. Once it was out of me he held up the ruler with wide eyes. “You are one huge slut… dear Merlin who’s cock is that big?” he said mostly to himself.

“That’s for me to enjoy and you to fantasize about,” I quipped as I went back to fingering myself. “Now are you going to fuck me or aren’t you?”

“I don’t know… I think I’ll need some help with you,” he said even though his pants were tented.

I groaned at the idea of more than just him. “Fine, whatever, call your friends just don’t leave me this fuckin’ horny…” I told him. My cock was very much aching for attention at this point and I wanted the painful arousal to go away.

“Oh, I definitely won’t do that,” Daniel said and I heard him murmur some spell I vaguely recognized as a communication spell but it wasn’t one I’d been taught yet. “They’re on their way… but until they get here… Just how wide can you stretch?”

I opened my eyes to look up at him. “Haven’t measured…” I breathed. “Why don’t you come find out?” I asked moving both hands behind me to pull my cheeks apart. If he wanted to find out just how much I could take I wasn’t going to complain. Maybe it would lead to good things later on.

Daniel smirked and came forward before shoving three fingers into me. I couldn’t stop the slight cry that it caused but as he started working them in and out of me I moaned and started moving my hips. It didn’t take him long to get tired of just three fingers and pushed his forth into me. I moaned and one hand grabbed the top of the chair for support as he thrust his fingers in deep and rather hard. It was a good thing he didn’t have nails or I was sure he’d claw my insides apart from how rough he was being.

I didn’t particularly care though. My cock twitched as his fingers brushed over that spot inside of me. It wasn’t nearly long enough of a contact to satisfy me though. I was panting for air and Daniel had this strange look in his eyes as he worked his fingers apart and stretched me even wider than before. I mewled and arched as my muscles reluctantly stretched apart for him. I felt another digit force its way inside of me and cried out some in surprise as he pushed half of his hand into me. It stung a bit but it wasn’t enough to make me think I couldn’t handle it. “Damn you stretch so much,” he grunted as he jerked his arm forward to bury his hand deeper inside of me.

I cried out and grabbed the armrest with my free hand for even more support as my cock started to leak. He was rubbing over my prostate far more often now. “Hey Dan I got- Holy Shit… do you have your hand up Malfoy’s arse?”

I opened my eyes to see the seventh year boys dorm standing there watching with wide eyes. Daniel chuckled and plunged his hand in deep making me cry out and my eyes roll back in my head some. “We’re seeing how much his arse can handle,” he said as he slowly began to curl his fingers.

Him curling his fingers made my insides have to stretch more and I mewled at the discomfort it brought. I was fairly certain I’d never been stretched this much before. Not even by Snape’s ever expanding toy. I felt tears start to well up at how far I was being forced to stretch out. “Ah! Th-that’s enough!” I said not thinking I could take anymore without tearing. He didn’t stop though and kept slowly adjusting his hand. “Daniel stop!” I said grabbing the shoulder of the arm he was using. “I’ll rip!”

“Hold on. I’m almost there…” he said, still adjusting his hand. I gasped as his fingers finally stopped moving and panted for air. He chuckled some and started moving his hand. I cried out and grabbed at the chair even tighter. “I knew you could take it,” Daniel said as he started moving his hand faster and harder.

I cried out and arched. His hand, now curled into a fist, was filling me to my limits and pummeling my insides. I screamed as his knuckles rammed into my prostate and I splattered my shirt and groin with my release. Daniel laughed some and started slowly pulling his hand out. I gasped at the strange sort of suction that occurred on my insides as he moved.

I whimpered as my entrance had to stretch more when he pulled his fist out and held it up so the other Slytherins could easily see what he’d been using. “Holy shit…” someone said as I panted for air. It had been just past pain to take that much and I wasn’t in a hurry to do it again.

“Anyone got a tape measure or do we just want to guess how big my fist is?” Daniel asked as he got up.

“I think we can just leave it as Malfoy’s a big enough slut to take a fist,” someone said in clear awe.

I slowly shifted so that my feet were on the ground and my legs no longer splayed so wantonly. My backside was sore as hell from that and I knew I’d have a limp. Suddenly, I felt a pair of lips on my neck. “You didn’t forget you wanted a fucking did you?” Daniel said pulling at my shirt. “I got the guys here and everything.”

I moaned some but didn’t resist as he pulled my soiled shirt off and let it fall to the ground. “My arse is sore already…” I protested as I heard his zip get undone.

“Then it’s gonna be really sore when we’re done with you,” he said pulling me off the chair and into his lap. I whimpered but when he kissed me hard I didn’t resist. I had asked for a good fuck after all and it looked like I was going to get one.
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