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An Unlikely Desire	By : KJmom827 Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 75104 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 8
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What I’ve done so far is bad enough, but I must be mad to be contemplating taking not only my son’s virginity, but Harry’s as well. Still, the possibility that my mental state is less than stable doesn’t stop me from ordering Draco to the bed, my bed.

I hear Harry’s ragged panting from the chair as Draco arranges himself on his back as he was instructed. I don’t mean to continue directing them, surely this should be more about love than anything, but I regress to issuing orders and commands when I’m nervous. I am nervous. Being young affords one certain privileges that one can no longer take advantage of after adulthood. For instance, Harry and Draco are only concerning themselves with immediate pleasure. I am wondering what happens in the morning.

“Father?” That quivering voice should not cause my dick to pulse, but it does. He’s insecure being on display for the two of us. I would like to tell him that he has no reason to be, but that would bring to his attention that he isn’t as unreadable as he thinks. I join him on the bed, lying on my side facing him. I run one finger down the middle of his chest and begin circling his navel.

“Draco, Harry tells me that you’ve had quite the active sex life,” He starts to shake his head, but I quickly clear up the confusion, “He says, however, that you’ve never actually penetrated each other, is that true?”

“Yes, sir,” It’s been years since he’s willingly called me ‘sir’. Maybe soon we’ll explore his more submissive side, but for now, though I will be in control, I want a more equal partner.

“There’s no need call me ‘sir’, Draco,” He nods his head and I take a moment to appreciate how dark his eyes are. Lust, desire, and need are practically seeping from his pores.

“I’d like for you to roll over and get on your hands and knees, Draco. Position yourself so that your arse is as high in the air as you can get it and so that Harry has a good view,” Harry moans from the foot of the bed and I look to make sure he isn’t touching himself. He’s such a good boy sitting there with his hands on the armrests. Very shortly, I will reward him handsomely.

Draco assumes the perfect position. I press one finger gently to his puckered hole.

“Has Harry ever fingered you, Draco?”

“No, we haven’t done that,” The way he’s pressing back against my finger, even though it’s dry, tells me he is being truthful.

“Do you ever finger yourself?” He shakes his head.

“Draco, when I want you to submit to me - and I may very well want that soon - you will know, otherwise, please answer me.”

“No, father.”

“So, you’ve never had anything inside of you?”

“Harry’s tongue,” I’m taken aback. I wouldn’t have thought they’d been that adventurous. I have taken a few younger lovers in my time, and that particular activity has always been one that I’ve introduced.

“Harry rims you? Do you return the favor?”

“Yes,” I’m deviating from my plan, but I want to include Harry, and I want to see.

“Harry, come here,” Harry crawls onto the bed with us and I take just a moment to kiss him. I’m kissing Harry Potter over my son’s bare, spread arse, and nothing has ever been more erotic to me.

“Show me, Harry. Rim him like you do when you’re alone. Loosen him with your tongue,” He waits for no further instruction. He starts with long laps from Draco’s balls to the top of his crack. I glance up to Draco and see that he’s chewing his lip in order to keep quiet. That is not what I want.

“Draco, are you normally so hushed when having your arse licked?”

“No,” The word is barked as if his restraint is cracking.

“Then, don’t be now, forget for a few minutes that I’m here and enjoy what Harry is doing to you,” His body relaxes slightly and he begins to thrust back into Harry’s face. Harry is circling Draco’s hole, working his way toward the center.

“Harry, bloody hell! Please, fuck me with your tongue, need it inside me, now,” Harry’s tongue presses into Draco’s body his back arches in pleasure.

I lean up to whisper in Draco’s ear, “Does Harry’s tongue feel good slithering in and out of your tight little hole?”

“Fuck yes. He’s so good, feels so damned good,” He’s thrusting hard into Harry’s face and I’m sure, given just a while longer, he’d come. I quickly summon some oil from the top of my dresser. I had originally planned to have Harry watch me do this, but the though of letting Harry do it is so much more appealing.

“Coat your fingers, Harry. You’re going to prepare him for me,” I hear Draco growl his agreement with my decision, but Harry looks frightened.

“What if I hurt him?”

“Kindly do not talk about me as if I’m not here, Harry. You aren’t going to hurt me, and I swear if you don’t get your fingers in my arse now, I’m going to hex you.”

“Draco-”

“Harry, please,” I listen to their exchange without offering my opinion. I find Harry’s reluctance and Draco’s sheer need arousing. Without another word, Harry dips his finger into the pot and rubs the oil liberally over Draco’s entrance. He starts slowly, using just the tip of his finger to push as much lubrication into Draco’s body as he can.

When he finally eases his finger past the ring of muscle, Draco contracts around him, effectively drawing him in deeper.

“More, deeper, faster,” I can only watch as this unfolds and soon Harry is finger fucking my son with gusto. I allow him several good thrusts before I intervene.

“Use another finger, Harry. He can take more now. Open him up for me,” It doesn’t take long for Harry to work three fingers into Draco’s channel. Once Draco is taking them easily, I show Harry how to turn his hand and crook his fingers to reach Draco’s prostate.

Draco’s howl of rapture and demand for “More, harder,” tell me he’s ready. Instead of banishing Harry to the chair, I allow him to lay down beside Draco. As I press against his opening, I have to make sure this is what he wants.

“Draco, are you sure-” I don’t get to finish.

“Yes, god yes,” He pushes against me and I slip into him just a little. He gasps, but doesn’t pull away.

“This is going to be uncomfortable for a few minutes, Draco. Brace yourself,” I don’t have to tell Harry the importance of providing a distraction. As I’m pressing unrelentingly into my son, Harry is kissing him deeply. Once I’m fully encased in his heat, I begin to pull back out, very slowly and deliberately. Harry pulls away slightly, but moves so that Draco’s head can rest on his chest. He’s gently carding his fingers through my son’s hair, holding him and soothing him as I take him as easily as I possibly can.

After a few minutes, Draco speaks, “Father, you don’t have to be so easy with me, fuck me, please,” I have to put a stop to that right now. If we decide at some later point that there are… benefits to him calling me ‘father’, then so be it, but for now I want it to stop.

I push as deeply into him as my length will allow and bend my body over his so that I can speak directly into his ear, “Draco, please try to refrain from calling me ‘father’, for now, ‘Lucius’ will suffice.”

“Fuck me please, Lucius,” The words are dripping with sarcasm. I want to admonish him for his impertinence but that would be detrimental to my cause, so I opt to fuck it out of him instead. Harry seems to read my mind because he smirks at me before taking Draco’s mouth in a bruising kiss just as I pull out of him and slam back in again.

He screams, not in pain, but in jubilation and wonder. I set a brutal pace and he meets me thrust for thrust. I’m astonished by his enthusiasm, then I hear part of what’s driving him.

“You’re so sexy like this, Draco, on your hands and knees taking that huge cock up your arse. Do you how much it turned me on having my fingers inside of you? You clenched them so tight. You know I’m going to fuck you soon, right? I can’t wait to feel you under me or over me…”

The though of watching them writhe around together, on my bed, spurs me on and I angle my strokes in a way that will bring him the most pleasure. I need him to come, but I don’t want to risk doing so myself, I have another lover waiting for me.

“Harry,” I interrupt his monologue but he doesn’t seem to mind, “suck him, help me make him come.”

Draco seems very agreeable to my suggestion and soon I know why.

“Fuck, Harry. You’re so good at that. Love your mouth, you suck me so fucking good. Fuck, fuck, fuck, I’m going to come…”

If Draco’s praise is anything to go by, Harry sucks cock like a pro. I make a mental note to explore that further a little later and continue to batter Draco’s prostate in a flurry of hard, fast strokes. I feel his walls start to flutter as a growl echoes around the room. I can just see Harry’s throat and he’s swallowing quickly and gladly. I can hear him grunting his enjoyment as Draco fills his mouth with spurt after spurt of his seed.

When he’s finally spent he barely misses trapping Harry under him as he flops down on his stomach. I hiss as my still erect organ slips from his slightly abused hole and smacks against my stomach.

“Lucius, can I help you with that?” Harry’s crawling toward me and I have just enough time to wandlessly clean myself before he engulfs me in his warm, moist mouth. Merlin, Draco wasn’t kidding, the boy’s mouth is divine.

“Harry, fuck, where did you learn that? If you want me to be able to perform for you, you’d better stop, right now,” I don’t know whether to be relieved or distraught when he releases me from the confines of his glorious mouth.

“We have time for that later, right now I want to suck you,” He doesn’t dive back in, instead he licks his lips invitingly. It takes me a second to realize he’s waiting for my permission. I give it to him with a light nod of my head.

He attacks me with determination, suckling at me like he was born to do it. He looks fantastic in front of me on his hands and knees, caressing my aching cock with the muscles in his throat. I’m so in tune with every nuance of Harry’s body and mouth that I don’t realize Draco has moved until his arms wrap around me from behind.

“Isn’t he amazing? I was his first, you know? I can’t accept any responsibility for that talent, though, he’s a natural,” All I can do is grunt my agreement as Harry is currently sucking all of my higher brain function out through my dick.

Draco is tweaking my nipples and worshipping my neck with teeth and tongue. I have the sudden urge to beg him to fuck me, but I know that isn‘t advisable right now. He doesn’t have any experience and will need to be coached through it. I don’t have the ability or patience to do that at the moment. Luckily, my genius son comes up with a plan almost as brilliant.

“Lay back, Harry, let him fuck your mouth. I want to tongue him,” Such dirty words from my pristine little boy and it just makes me hornier.

Harry lays back and pulls me with him, as soon as he’s comfortable he reaches for me and guides me to his mouth. I start to pump slowly but his hands find my hips and urge me to make use of his mouth. I’m reluctant until I feel my cheeks being spread. The first gust of cool air against my opening is my weakness. I begin to thrust into his mouth just as Draco’s tongue makes it’s first tentative swipe at my hole.

I hear Harry gurgling under me and collect myself enough to make sure he’s ok. I start to pull out but he shakes his head as much as he can and begins to swallow around the head of my cock.

“Fuck, Harry,” I hear Draco chuckle against my skin and it causes me to shiver.

“Feels like he’s going to swallow you whole, doesn’t it?” Draco doesn’t wait for an answer, he turns back to his task with vigor and I feel his tongue slide into me and start wiggling. I can’t decide if I’m in Heaven or Hell, but it doesn’t matter much. Soon, I’m going to fall into an orgasm like I haven’t experienced in a very long time.

They must sense how close I’m getting, because their efforts are doubled. I’m rocking between them, trying desperately to find my release. Draco takes me there when he pushes one finger into my arse and finds my sweet spot, he’s such a quick learner.

Spasms take over my body and stars explode behind my eyelids. I hear someone shout and realize in a weird moment of clarity that it’s me. There are hands all over my body and I’m being moved. It takes me a while to recover, but when I do, my mind is on Harry, I fear he’s been neglected.

My worries are put to rest when I raise up enough to see Draco tending to him with a practiced hand. I can just hear some of their mumbling, but I’m not sure which voice belongs to which boy…

“You’re beautiful…”

“So sexy…”

“So fucking good…”

“Want you so much…”

My head clears in time to see Harry convulse and Draco latch on to the head of his prick and suck greedily. He catches it all but one tiny drop that landed on his chin. Harry generously takes care of it for him with his tongue. I watch them kiss slowly and leisurely as is common in the first moments of afterglow.

Once Harry’s been sated and Draco has stolen as many kisses as his fatigue will allow, they move toward me. Draco crawls over to lay on my left side and Harry curls into my right. I fall asleep to the rhythmic breathing of my new, young lovers.

A/N: I plan on writing at least one chapter from Draco's POV, so don't be discouraged. I'd like to say that this story is written in first person to keep things as uncomplicated as possible. When you have 3 hot guys rolling around on a bed together, things can get confusing with all the "he, his, him", so since it's written in first person, I only have to worry about being clear on what 2 people are doing rather than 3. I'm sorry if it's hard for some of you to read, but it's the easiest way to write it.
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