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On Fire	By : Harcopotfoy Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 58082 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, and I do not make any money from these writings. All charaters and places are JK Rowlings'

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AN So, it's almost exam time, so therefore I'm back to writing here :). Hope you enjoy.

PS. Did you see the CBT warning I warn you there is very intense CBT here, and that you really really should run away now if you didn't see that warning, and probably if you don't know what CBT is (it is cock and ball torture btw)

**** Anyway. Here Chapter 2.

Once he’d done it once, Harry couldn’t stop. All throughout the week Harry would disappear for hours at a time. Go to lunch and then sneak up to his dorm for his own, magically way of wanking, returning to dinner exhausted. Then after dinner he’d do it again. It was intoxicating. He wanted more more more. Harder, longer, faster, MORE.

This time he’d chosen to just concentrate on just his cock and balls. He was lying on his back, legs tied together to the two corner posts, arms above his head – bound to the headboard together, wand just out of reach.

Fuck. He looked down just as a cane appeared from nowhere, to slam into his balls. Arching his neck he screamed. Fuck that felt good. He wished he'd charmed a floating mirror like he'd done yesterday, so he wouldn't have to crane his head to watch. The cane struck into him five times in succession, pulling his head back from any attempt to look. A few moments of respite and then a blisteringly hot cage incased his organ, hurting, just short of burning it all over. The sensation only lasted seconds before he was surrounded by ice, choking his cry at the burning with a hiss at the cold. He wanted more, and had set it up to get it. Next a steel rod appeared next to his tip. A hidden hand worked it slowly but mercilessly down his length. Harry had practiced this charm many times before daring to do it when it couldn't be stopped, but it seemed to hurt more than all of them combined, searing his pissslit till he was tossing in his bonds, begging an unseen power for it. It stopped when it was slid down to the hilt, and everything stopped for a few more minutes. Harry lay pulsing with the pain, his purple balls throbbing from their beating, his dick quivering with his every breath. Harry knew nothing else.

Just as it was beginning to ease, as he could recall who he was an invisible hand crushed his balls in it fierce grip and squashed them cruelly between two plates of glass, craning his head forward Harry could just watch as they were crushed further and further as the glass plates magically squeezed closer together. The edges of his balls popped out the side of the plates and the cane reappeared to chastise them for escaping their prison. As the can landed harshly on his cock the stylus down his cock throbbed and spun, and a crop appeared to work the tip of Harry's cock. Harry tugged at his bond overwhelmed by sensation. It was everything. He let loose a scream as the crop hit the stylus sending reverbirations up and down his cock. Everything hurt and he wanted it so bad. A candle appeared and dropped wax on the free part of his balls and the cane whipped it off as it cooled. It was heavy, it was intense. Harry had felt nothing like it before. He had no arms, no head or mouth of legs. Only a cock and two balls which were being exquistitly tortured to the limits of possibility, it drove Harry wild and insane, and if he'd had the mind to wonder, Harry would wonder that he could enjoy this; that his cock could be as hard as hell while it was beaten and fucked. The rod was thrusting in and out now, the plates loosening and tightening every second. Harry stopped breathing and saw stars behind his lids. Fuck fuck, he wanted it all, and then finally, desperately, the rod released him and the plated were gone and he came to the feel of a crop on his cock and a cane at his balls.

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It took Harry several minutes to realise his limbs had been released, and several more before he could bring himself to move them. None of what he'd done before had taken him that high. Shaking with it he reached down to his cock, knowing he needed more. Squeezing it determinedly he ignored the bolt of pain, knowing it would be pleasure soon enough. A heavy hand worked his tender cock, taking no time to get it hard again. Releasing it Harry brought his hand back and slapped his cock, moaning at the stab of pain it brought him and did it again and again. Quickly wanting more for his abused organs he opened his drawer and grabbed a fairly heavy paddle and landed it on the whole region. The angle was awkward, but he could gain enough leverage if he just swung blindly, lying down. He knew he could spell the paddle, but he wanted to do it himself. It nearly killed him, having to will himself to lift the paddle each time and bring it crashing back down, forcing himself not to soften the blow at the last second. It was cruel and Harry loved it. Loved that he was hurting himself till he couldn't speak or even cry out. Next he grabbed the rod which had turned up on the bed and thrust it down his leaking cock. It harshly inserted he slapped himself again moaning more and more. Flipping over, he got to his hands and knees and shoved a dildo into his arse, wanting to be completely filled. He set it to fuck him ruthlessly While he squeezed and twisted his cock some more, occasionally journeying down to work on his balls. All too soon it was too much and Harry ripped the rod from his cock so he could come again, hand never stopping as he splashed out onto the bed covers.

Moaning some more as he pulled the dildo from his arse, Harry lay back and allowed himself to enjoy the throbbing for some time. Resignedly he picked a healing potion from his drawer and coated his cock and balls, massaging it gently into his abused skin before using it to delicately bring himself to a third orgasm, sighing at the feel of the slow build up so different to the first two for the night, the contrast making him want it all the more and as his come splattered his stomach, bemoan the fact he knew he couldn't go another tonight.

A/N So, did you enjoy? Sorry he didn't get caught, I was planning on it happening and then... It didn't. Please review :p
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