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Candy	By : TheDarkWonker Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 297693 -:- Recommendations : 19 -:- Currently Reading : 19
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any related character. This is a work of fanfiction. I hold no rights on it at all. I make no profit from this story.

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Neville sighed heavily.

The throbbing appendage in front of his face eagerly awaited his ministrations.

“Come on bitch,” Dean prompted. “Can’t you see I’m waiting for you here?”

Oh, he could see. He could see very well and he didn’t actually mind doing what he was told but Neville was divided. After seeing Harry going down on the Twins like the was no tomorrow he realized something important.

Since his first year at Hogwarts he had always been a loser, subjected to all type of humiliations and abuse. He hated it. At first he hated it but year after year, without a friend and without any connection to his peers but the constant bullying he received, he had learned to withstand it and ultimately even to like it.

Long painful sessions of being mercilessly fucked and abused by his dorm mates had taught him how to appreciate the feeling of a nice hard cock showed up his ass or down his throat or both. But that brings us to the crux of the matter. He was a Longbottom. The last Longbottom. He had a legacy to carry on, a name to pass to the future and he coulnd’t do it on his knees. He had to make a choice. He had to stand up for himself and be an actual man.

“Hey, bitch! I’m talking to you,” Dean said slapping his cock on the other boy face. “Start sucking! I don’t have all day.”

Neville sighed wistfully. There was no resisting the inviting scent of a hard hot cock. He wetted his lips and prepared himself for the coming delicacy. He could postpone his resolve for a little while

-oOo-

Half an hour later, after polishing Dean’s wand twice with his throat, Neville left the dorm to the Great Hall for a quick breakfast. He was walking down one of the many corridors when Seamus saw him and pushed him into an empty classroom nearby.

“Well if it isn’t my favorite fuck toy. I’ve been looking for you. Guess Dean got to you first uh? Never mind. I’ve got a stiff and you’re going to take care of that,” he said unbuckling his trousers.

“A-Actually I was going down to breakfast,” he protested weakly.

“What? Who gives a damn about that? Besides, I’ve got all the breakfast you need right here,” he said untangling his amazing erection from his clothes. “C’mon. I’ve got a huge load of milk for your tight ass.”

He should have protested. He should have rebelled. He was the last Longbottom and Seamus had no right to talk to him like that.

Then why? Why was his tongue already wrapping around the Irish boy throbbing dick? Why couldn’t he hold back when a cock was showed to his face?

“Ooooh. Damn this is good. Well I suppose even a dumbass like you can become good at something after doing it for five years uh? Though I have to say you have to be born a cocksucker to put such a passion into it.” Neville couldn’t help it. Every time he was insulted his cock stirred inside his pants. Not that anyone would notice the pathetic erection anyway. “Shit. I’m going to come already. Here comes your breakfast, whore. Don’t waste a drop.”

Neville did has he was told. Not that he could do any different. After five years of sucking dicks, swallowing cum was easy as breathing to him. And just as needed one might add.

When the last drop was finally swallowed Seamus pulled out his still erected cock. “Stand up and take down your trousers. I’m going to ride you arse next.”

Unable and unwilling to resist Neville did as Seamus told and let his trousers fall on the floor, exposing his ridiculously small erection. Seamus nearly scoffed at the pathetic sight. Without further instructions he turned around and bent over a desk, offering his already twitching hole to the other boy. With his cock already wet with Neville’s saliva and his own cum Seamus just buried his manhood deep inside Neville’s ass.

Neville bit his lip not to moan. He didn’t want the other boy to know how much he liked what he was doing. He had to be strong. Yeah like that would work.

“What’s wrong bitch? Acting tough?” Seamus asked noticing the strange behavior. “Don’t tell me that you suddenly grew a pair?” He grasped Neville’s balls enjoying the resulting tightening of his ass. “Nah. Same ol’ small peanuts.”

He pounded harder into him, trying to break that little resistance he was putting. Surprising Neville didn’t moan a single time but Seamus didn’t feel like complaining. Neville pathetic struggle was only another source of amusement for the Irishman.

Seamus wasn’t stupid. No, in fact he was a devious son of a bitch. Neville was hardly the only boy he had put on his knees and after being with so many other sissies he knew well how to deal with the occasional bout or defiance.

“Hey, if you don’t like it we might as well stop. I’m don’t want to force you,” he said as he began to slowly pull out.

Neville, for all his good will, couldn’t control his body reactions and when Seamus announced, threatened, to remove his burning cock instinctively his arse tightened immediately.

Seamus shit-eating grin could have lit a room. “Well? What is it? Do you want me to continue or what?”

Neville kept biting his lips not to answer. He knew what words would leave her mouth if he dared open it.

“Suit yourself. I’ll go find another slut to fuck,” Seamus announced. The resulting tightening of Neville’s ass was almost painful. Almost. “Well? Make up your mind already! Should I go?”

Neville was defeated. Despite his best intentions, despite his pride he didn’t want Seamus to stop. It was far more easier to resist when he was getting exactly what he wanted.

“N-no,” he stuttered in shame.

“What was that?”

“I-I don’t want you to stop.”

“Louder bitch.”

“I want you to keep buggering me,” he nearly shouted in frustration.

“Why should I give a damn?” Seamus asked flatly.

“What? But I…?”

“You what? First you act all haughty and now you want me to fuck you? You’ve got to be out of your mind,” he said as he pulled a little more out.

“No! Don’t go!” Neville half shouted, half whimpered.

“Convince me,” Seamus whispered devilishly. “Beg me.”

“I… Please, don’t make me do it,” he pleaded.

“Fine. I guess you don’t want it all that much.”

“No! NO! I’ll do it! I’ll do it.” Neville swallowed the lump in his throat. “Seamus, please…”

SLAP!

The Irishman ferociously slapped Neville ass. “It’s Master Seamus to you, bitch!”

“M-Master Seamus, I beg you…”

SLAP!

“Not good. You must refer to yourself as my bitch or my whore.”

“Y-yes. Master Seamus, please, your bitch begs you to fuck his ass.” A violent plunge was Seamus answer to Neville’s pleas. “AAANGH!” The sissy boy moaned loudly. “YES!”

“See?” SLAP! “That wasn’t so hard!” SLAP! “Next time don’t try and act like the man you aren’t!” SLAP! Seamus kept slapping Neville’s ass without stopping his furious humping. “Now I’m going to cum in your ass!” SLAP! “And you’ll be damn grateful about it!” SLAP! “Here comes AGH!”

Neville shuddered as Seamus unloaded a bucket of his thick seed inside his bowels. He had to admit it to himself. There was no way he could live without this, without being abused, humiliated and fucked on a regular basis. A tear escaped his eyes as he though how disappointed his parents would be if they knew, yet a powerful jolt of arousal shot through his body as he imagined how they would insult him for being a pathetic cock-addicted slut. He truly was the worst.

Seamus pulled back satisfied. His dick left the cocksleeve it was buried in with a loud pop followed by the sound of fluid splattering on the floor. He watched his handiwork with pride as he cleaned his manhood on Neville abused ass.

“Clean everything up bitch. I’ll see you tonight,” he said before stepping out of the room, leaving behind an exhausted boy, suspended between heaven and hell.

-oOo-

Neville decision was made. He had no chance to become what his family expected him to be. He was an hopeless cum addicted sissy boy and he might just get the best out of it.

That was what he was thinking as Dean and Seamus fucked both his holes at the same time that evening. Why should he try and resist such a pleasant life? Why should he seek any other form of satisfaction beyond the base desire of the flesh? To tell the truth there was no reason. He was a failure as a man. The only thing that ever made him happy was being taken in all kind of fashions by other boys. The only excitement he ever had was being humiliated by others.

“Hey, this bitch sure is going all out tonight,” Dean said while Neville tongue whirled around his cock.

“Yeah. I had to teach him a lesson this morning but it seems like he really has learned,” Seamus answered as he emptied his third load of the night inside Neville’s ass.

“Yeah. You’ve done and heck of a job. Shit! Here comes another one. Oooh.”

“Fuck Dean. I love your voice when you cum. It makes me so fucking horny,” Seamus said before pulling the other boy in a French kiss. They both popped out of Neville’s holes and after turning him around they presented his cock to him for the cleaning. The sissy Gryffindor happily attended the still stiff cocks while Dean and Seamus kept kissing and fondling each other ass or teasing their nipples.

“All done,” Neville said after a while. Without stopping what they were doing the other two unceremoniously pushed him off the bed.

“Dean. I need to taste you so badly,” said Seamus lowering himself on his mate’s dick.

“Me too. Come give me some.”

They settled in a sixty-nine position with Dean on top. Neville watched the two boys, sucking and fingering each other to many powerful orgasms. He wasn’t allowed to join them in their private moments but he was fine. He had something else to do that night. He had to talk to Harry and ask him how he became the wonderful cockslut he was.

He left the room after getting dressed, leaving behind two moaning teens too occupied in their lovely exchange of cum to notice his absence.

-oOo-

TheDarkWonker’s note:

Oh my god. I’m so sorry for the long delay. My Masters came back from a business trip abroad a few weeks ago and they wanted me to pick up the slack on my hands and knees. Now, after enjoying myself so much they’ve ordered me to abstain from all sorts of pleasure but to keep writing this stories. I’m telling you, this is driving me insane and I have to go on for a month. It’s going to be so difficult but it’s what They want and therefore is what I want.

Wish me luck everyone and keep the review coming. The dirtier the better.

PS: I’ve promised one of my readers to write about Luna but I’m not sure how to do it. I mean: she’s such a random character. I’m not sure how to write her fall into depravity. Every idea is welcome.

That’s it for now. Bye.
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