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Brotherly Love	By : KJmom827 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 15521 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1-Brotherly Love
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-6
- 7-7
- 8-8
- 9-9
- 10-10
- 11-11
- 12-12
- 13-13
- 14-14
- 15-15
- 16-16
- 17-17
- 18-Epilogue
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"Want to go for a swim?" They were still laying on the floor completely starkers. Charlie had insisted on a healing charm and after a little persuasion Ron had relented.

"Ugh, Ronnie. You really want to swim right now? Are you not tired? I was thinking more along the lines of crawling to that lovely bed I conjured earlier and curling up for a little while."

They really wouldn't have many more opportunities to share a bed, so Ron agreed, "Only for a little while though, Charlie. I really do want to go swimming. I was thinking we could go naked."

"Sounds fantastic, Ronnie," Charlie groaned a little, but finally stood up, took two steps, and flopped onto the bed. He held a hand out for Ron and pulled Ron's back to his chest once he was on the bed.

"Why didn't we use this? It would have been much more comfortable," Despite his earlier plea to go swimming, he yawned.

"Yeah, it would've, but it also would've ruined the whole spur of the moment thing I had going on, don't you think?"

Ron considered it and decided that Charlie was right. It had been pretty damn hot. He'd never imagined being taken against strengthened tent walls, but it wasn't something he'd soon forget.

"Charlie?"

"Hmm?"

"I can definitely see the difference now. I'm quite enjoying my studies this summer," He had a passing thought that if Hermione would make it this fun he'd revise with her all the time.

"You're a quick study, love. It's a good thing too, because I still have something else to teach you," He felt Charlie nibble on the back of his neck and moaned.

"Now? I thought you wanted to rest?" Charlie chuckled and replaced teeth with tongue before answering.

"That was just a devious ploy on my part to get you in the bed," Ron squirmed in anticipation.

"Really? All you have to do is ask for what you want, no need for plots, I'm willing."

"Just ask, huh? Very well then, Ronald. I'd very much like for you to fuck me into this mattress. Would you do that for me, baby brother?" Ron's half erection sprang to full mast and he rolled over to face his brother.

"You really want…? But I've never-"

"I told you I wanted it, didn't I?"

"Yeah, but I didn't really think you meant it. You'll have to tell me how, I don't want to hurt you." I want it to be as great for you as you've made it for me.

"Don't worry, Ronnie. The thought of instructing you on how to fuck me is more than a little arousing to me. Kiss me," He did and got a bad case of nerves when Charlie pulled him on top.

"Relax, baby. This is going to be so good, better than you can imagine. I could get myself ready, but that takes some of the fun out of it, so give me your hand," Ron held his hand out and if Charlie noticed the way it was trembling slightly, he didn't comment.

Once Ron's fingers were liberally coated, Charlie grabbed a pillow and placed it under his own bum. He let his knees fall to the side exposing himself completely to Ron's awestruck gaze.

"Fuck. You're so sexy like that. Well, you're sexy all the time, but right now I-"

"You want to slam into me and make me scream?"

"Well, yeah."

"Patience, Ronnie. One finger, don't worry so much about going slow, but do make sure to rub some of that lube around before you push in, yeah?"

His hand was shaking so badly he didn't know if he'd be able to do what Charlie wanted, but there was nothing for it but to try.

The first touch to Charlie's hole caused it to convulse which, in turn, caused Ron to moan. He wondered what that would feel like around his dick. When he pressed the tip of his finger in, Charlie hissed but caught Ron's wrist before he could pull back.

"Don't stop, it feels good. If I want you to stop, I'll tell you, otherwise feel free to continue, no matter how I react or what sounds I make, ok?" Ron found he couldn't talk so he just nodded and pressed a little deeper. Charlie tried to press against him and somehow spread his legs even farther apart.

"All the way, Ron, hard and fast, bury you finger as deep as it will go," He was a little hesitant to comply, but Charlie growled, so he thrust as hard and deep as he could. Charlie bucked even higher off the bed and bit his lip.

"Oh yes, so good. Curl your finger just a little," He did, but he was being so gentle that he didn't think it had the effect his brother had been hoping for.

"More, Ronnie, you're not going to hurt me, on the contrary- Holy fucking hell!" That must have been right. Not only had Charlie yelled, but his faced had flushed and his eyes had gone wide in appreciation.

"That's the magic spot, baby. Right there, you just ram against that as much as you can, and everything else will take care of itself, ok?" Ron nodded again and decided to add a second finger. As soon as Charlie felt the pressure of the second digit he praised Ron.

"Yeah, baby, spread them a little, stretch me open," Charlie was fucking himself down onto Ron's fingers and Ron's cock was begging for attention.

"Charlie, bloody hell, do you want more?" He was just preparing to push yet another finger into Charlie's clenching pucker when Charlie grabbed his wrist again.

"No, I want your cock and I want it now. Slick it up some and slide it in, slowly until I tell you otherwise."

Ron followed Charlie's orders and got into position. He was wholly unprepared for the feel of Charlie's muscles opening around him. It was marvelous. He felt a little pop as the head slipped past the ring and stilled when Charlie groaned.

"Don't stop, for the love of- Push, Ronnie, push into me," He pressed harder and his eyes rolled back into his head when his brother arched up and took him all the way in with no warning. Charlie fit him like a glove.

When he felt like he could keep going without embarrassing himself he pulled out very slowly and pushed back in. Charlie had the sheet clamped in his hands and was staring at Ron in amazement.

"Perfect, so fucking perfect. Ronnie, you feel so good. Fuck me, fuck me hard. You're not going to hurt me, I need this," Ron needed it too, so he didn't argue, he started pumping in and out. He gripped the top of Charlie's thighs and pulled every time he thrust. After his third or fourth try he finally hit Charlie's 'magic' place and almost lost his rhythm when his brother howled.

"That's it. Right… right fucking there." Charlie's head was rocking from side to side, his eyes were squeezed shut, and his jaw was clenched tight.

Ron was extremely grateful when Charlie's hand came up to grasp and stroke his own erection. He wasn't sure he could keep up the grueling pace he'd set and stroke Charlie at the same time.

He knew he wasn't going to last much longer. Charlie was just so tight, so hot, so wet… Ron moaned when he felt his toes start to flex.

"Gonna come, Charlie. Fuck, I'm gonna come."

"Come, Ronnie. Come in my arse, fill me up, baby," Charlie's dirty talk melted the last of his willpower and he gave into the sensations coursing through his body. Pleasure like wildfire pulsed through his body and he came with a series of sporadic jerks.

When he opened his eyes he was met with the most erotic sight he'd ever seen. Charlie was spread wantonly on the bed, Ron's softening dick was still in his arse, his whole body was a beautiful shade of red, and his own seed was splattered over his stomach.

Charlie's sleepy and sated voice forced his eyes back to Charlie's face, "Come 'ere, I like to snuggle afterwards."

As he pulled out he saw just a drop of his semen fall out of Charlie's body and land on the sheet. He thought that to anyone else it might have been gross, but not to him. He had the sudden urge to tell Charlie to tighten up. He wanted a part of him to stay in there forever. It just seemed wrong that there wouldn't be some kind of lasting mark to say 'Ronald Weasly was here', or 'Property of…'.
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