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Harry Potter and the Inheritance of Truth	By : bagoftois Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 156901 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 3
Disclaimer: I do not nor have I ever owned Harry Potter and subsequent charactes belonging to J. K. Rowling, neither do I make any money from the writing of this story.

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            Harry and the dark side were celebrating a victory after rescuing their fallen comrades throughout Hogwarts. There were given a free pass on curfew for fifth and sixth years, while seventh years no longer had a curfew, they were adults after all. The Great Hall had refreshments and banner congratulating all participants on the 1^St Annual Hogwarts Hunt.

            Hidden by the crowd the leader of the dark team, Harry, slipped out of the Great Hall to go check on a special guest. He was seen by only one other person, Draco Malfoy. Harry slinked through the shadows of the dungeon as he made his way to the room he had secreted Lucius Malfoy in before his and Severus’ interlude. As Harry rounded the corner a hand swiftly wrapped itself around his upper arm, startling the Gryffindor.

            Harry turned quickly with a hex on his lips, but paused when he saw Draco’s face. For a second Harry was going to let the hex fly with only a glimpse of platinum blond as his clue to his captor. The blond smirked and pulled Harry towards him, but was annoyed when Harry pulled away.

            “What’s wrong Potter? Were you meeting someone else for a celebratory tryst?” Draco didn’t have the same amount of animosity as he did before towards Harry so his trademark sneer lacked some bite.

            “As a matter of fact, I am. Want to make it a threesome?” Harry asked amused.

            “Sure, why not? I hope it isn’t some inexperienced Hufflepuff.” Draco followed Harry to a room not far from where he had stopped Harry.

            “No, not a Hufflepuff, but maybe a familiar Slytherin.” Harry chuckled as he opened the door and let Draco precede him into the dungeon room. There Draco’s eyes took in his father tied spread eagle by chains in the middle of what seemed to be a medieval torture room. “Surprise!”

            “Potter, what is the meaning off this? I will most definitely not be having sex with my father.”

            Harry rolled his eyes at the blond and walked towards the glaring older blond. He grinned at the sneering visage of the intruder. “Hello, Lucius, how are you enjoying your accommodations?”

            “Potter, I will flay you alive for this. Let me down now and I may let you and my worthless son live.” Lucius’ continued confidence and arrogance made Harry laugh.

            “Lucius, I don’t think you realize what you got yourself into this time. I am not a weak and ignorant little boy anymore and even then, I could still kick your arse.”

            “Father, how are you?” Draco’s voice wavered and Harry turned to see the longing in the blond’s eyes.

            “Potter, will you kindly tell the retched, no good, and no son of mine behind you that I do not speak to lesser beings, that have been disinherited.”

            “Father, you can’t mean that? I just don’t want to support the Dark Lord; I’m still your son for Merlin sake.”

            “I am the loyal servant of My Lord Voldemort. Any who do not serve him shall perish or be enslaved. I have no son.”

            Draco nearly collapsed at Lucius’ statement. Harry rushed over to the younger blond and wrapped his arms around him. “This bastard deserves what I am about to do to him. Want to stay and watch?” Harry smiled at the sad boy in his arms. Draco looked up into Harry’s bright green eyes and smiled back.

            “Make it hurt Harry. Make it hurt like I am hurting.” Draco glared at his father and straightened away from Harry. “Voldemort will fall and I will laugh as he falls dead at Harry’s feet.”

            Harry walked over to a table and picked up a small sharp knife and returned to where Lucius was tied. “Where is the deatheater stronghold?” He asked the man.

            “You don’t scare me Potter. No Gryffindor has the stomach for interrogation or torture.”

            “That is where you are wrong Mr. Malfoy. It takes a real Gryffindor to know what lengths to go to get results. Ask Dumbledore. Oh, wait, you can’t because he is dead.”

            “Bullshit, Potter. My sources at the Ministry told me he died of a heart attack.”

            “And how’d they find that out? Did they examine the body themselves? And we both know that the ministry is air tight when it comes to information and is far beyond bribery.” Harry smirked at the dawning in Lucius’ eyes. He wanted to scare the blond more then he wanted to hurt him, but he was still pissed at him touching Severus.

            “You’re bluffing.” Lucius spat in Harry’s face. The fist that hit Lucius was fast and felt like a brick making contact with the man’s face. “You bastard. How dare you put a hand on me?”

            “How dare I? You are lucky I don’t cut off your balls for touching my Severus.”

            “The Dark Lord will hear of that treachery, once I am out of here.”

            “Lucius, if you think you are getting out of here with the ability to speak or better yet your life, you are delusional. The only thing that can save you now is information that will help me bring down your master.”

            “No, Gryffindor will ever break a Slytherin.” Lucius pasted a trademark sneer and turned away from the two younger men.

            Harry swiftly vanished Lucius’ clothes, laying him bare to his eyes. “Well, Lucius, you are hiding something worth being arrogant about under your robes.” Harry perused the exposed body. His eyes raked over the toned pale flesh with an increasing flush.   He took in the nicely sized cock and balls. He lifted a hand to caress Lucius’ defined chest and smiled when he flinched away from Harry’s touch.

            “You wouldn’t sink so low, golden boy.” Lucius said.

            “But it’s such a pretty package and everyone wants a piece of Malfoy. Draco, would it offend you if I played with your father?” Harry turned to the younger blond and winked.

            “Why would you for the older model, when you’ve had the newer one?” Draco smirked at his father’s incredulous look.

            “Draco, you let this halfblood touch you?”

            “It was quite pleasant,” Draco walked over to Harry and kissed him. He let his hands pass over Harry’s body as Lucius watched. Harry noticed the hardening of the older man as he watched Draco’s actions.

            “Oh, Lucius, it gets even bigger!” Harry put down the knife he was holding and decided on another tactic, “I see how I shall break you, Malfoy.” Harry’s chuckle was dark and deep and made Draco moan as he kissed the hollow of Harry’s neck.

            “You don’t have the balls to do what you’re thinking, Malfoy’s invented sexual sadism, Potter.” Lucius continued to sneer even as he watched his son kiss and grind against Harry. He had to admit to himself that he found it arousing. The Potter boy had grown with age and become very attractive.

            Harry disengaged from Draco and return to the table he had retrieved the knife from. He waved his wand over the table and the tools of Lucius’ torture changed to a more carnal nature. The table boasted various plugs, phalluses, cock rings, restraints, and floggers. Harry picked up a cock ring and returned to his prisoner.

            He took Lucius’ engorged cock in hand and slipped a leather cock ring over the silky flesh. “This is quite nice Lucius, if you were on our side I would have loved to have this up my ass.” He stroked the flesh to gain more blood flow before he tightened the ring. Lucius stood tall against his abdomen, all rock hard vermillion.

            “Potter, the Dark Lord plays with his Deathheaters like pets. He has taught us control; that restraint is not needed.”

            “Ah, but Lucius, he probably taught you through pain, I will take this through absolute pleasure, and when you are denied over and over an orgasm, you will tell me what I want to know. Or I will rip it from your mind. We will see what control your Master has taught you.”

            Harry kissed a struggling Lucius and smiled when he heard Draco moan from behind him. Lucius did not struggle for long, finally giving into the kiss that took control of him. Harry’s hands smoothed down the firm flesh of the older man pinching the hardened nipples. Just form the kiss Harry got moans from the captured blond.

            “Who would have thought that the famous Lucius Malfoy was a submissive? Did your wife spank you?” Harry laughed as the blond stiffened and tried to pull away. “None of that Lucius, I will please you, very much.”

            Harry went to his knees in front of Lucius and took him into the wet warmth of his mouth. Lucius made a sound somewhere between a gasp and squeak as his cock hit the back of Harry’s throat. Harry bobbed up and down on the turgid flesh that tasted slightly salty from the small amount of pre-essence that leaked past the obstructed shaft. He rolled his tongue over and through the slit tasting all Lucius was allowed to offer. He plunged back down earning jerks and gasps from the blond deatheater. The first “please” out of Lucius’ mouth was a surprise to Harry. He stopped immediately and looked up the line of pale creamy flesh to slate gray eyes.

            “Please what, Lucius?”

            There was no answer from the man. He simply looked into the verdant gaze boring into his own eyes.

            “Please what, Lucius?” Harry asked again.

            “Please work the balls too Mr. Potter; you are so delicious on your knees.” Lucius smirked, but did not fool Harry with the covered arrogance.

            “Father, you shouldn’t challenge him.” Draco chimed into the conversation to warn his sire.

            “You are weak and it is not a surprise you fell to the advances of this boy, but I am made of true pure-blooded dignity. No half-blood whelp will break me, you blood traitor.”

            “A Gryffindor loves a challenge, Father. It was a simple warning for familial loyalty.”

            Harry took this moment to cut off Lucius’ reply to his son by shoving the neglected cock in his hand back down his throat, causing a choked sob from Lucius as he continued to bob and pleasure the man. Another “please” escape the blond man’s lips and Harry did not stop this time. He increased the suction and speed of his descent. Lucius continued to jerk and writhe in his restraints. Harry felt the moment Lucius was on the verge of a dry orgasm and pulled away leaving the man in an almost painful state of arousal and frustration.

            “Finish it Potter and I will let you live.”

            “Where is Voldemort’s stronghold?”

            “Finish it! Now!”

            “It seems your father is still not feeling very cooperative Draco.”

            “No, he isn’t but I am feeling a bit heated, Harry.” Draco approached the still kneeling Harry stroking himself, he had released himself while witnessing the show Harry put on. Harry turned towards the exposed cock of the younger Malfoy and wrapped his hand around the flesh. He smiled at the moan he elicited from his classmate.

            Harry summoned his wand from the table he laid it upon and cast the imperious towards Lucius. The man stiffened in the tell tale sign of his will being overridden. Harry conjured a low stool and motioned for Draco to sit. He then waved his wand making the chains that held Lucius up go slack, giving him room to move to a lower position. Harry then spelled his clothes off and knelt in front of Draco taking him in his mouth. Harry supported himself with his arms while he bobbed up and down on Draco’s member, excess saliva escaping and lubricating his way. With a thought from Harry, Lucius fell to his knees behind his bent over jailer.

Harry was exposed to Lucius’ eye. The man could understand what was happening, while he tried his best to break the curse upon him, but Harry’s magic was too strong. He felt the compulsion to lean forward and spread the offered rear wide. He gasped at the sight of the tight pucker that stared back at him. The dusky rose colored orifice was so tantalizing, but Lucius had no control over what he wanted to do to that vulnerable hole.

Lucius then felt the urge to lean forward and inhale. The musky smell that assaulted his nostrils made his dick jump. It smelled almost divine. His tongue snaked out of its own volitions and tasted the puckered flesh before him. Harry gasped at the initiated action of his captive. The free tongue licked long and slowly up and down Harry’s crevice, lingering over the tight muscled entrance.

Harry jerked, but his hold did not break on the rest of Lucius. He continued to work Draco while enjoying the ministration of Draco’s father. Lucius continued to lick and taste the boy in front of him. He worked his tongue into the relaxed opening of the Potter boy reveling in the moans he caused. He knew his son was reaping the benefit of those vibrating moans as he caused them. His thumbs were so close to where his tongue was stabbing in and out of. He tried to move them closer and spread the boy wider to his pursuits inside of Harry.

He soon found the control relaxed enough that he could move his hands. He smiled at the implication that he was being given some control over his actions. He placed his thumbs right outside the hole he was plundering and open the boy wider. He could see the tender flesh on the inside as his thumbs held the boy open wider than he had probably been before. His tongue dipped and teased that tender exposed internal skin, thrusting his hips in time with his tongue’s movements.

Harry was so open he wanted to cum. He moved into the movements of the man behind him and just let his jaw go slack as Draco fucked his mouth. Draco hand grabbed a handful of raven tresses holding Harry still for his forceful thrusts. Draco’s movements grew more erratic and uneven, signaling his imminent climax. Harry relaxed his mouth further and took it, moaning from the tongue in his wide open ass. Draco came in burst and spurts of creamy seed down Harry’s throat and he swallowed all of it. The taste across his tongue made everything in him tingle and his own orgasm started, but Lucius pulled away with a self satisfied laugh and a slap to Harry’s ass.

Harry’s anger made his magic flare and his full control snapped Lucius back to the automaton he was under imperious. Lucius wanted to scream at the lost of freedom and regretted his fit of pique, by denying Harry his orgasm.

Lucius was jerked straight up with a thought from his controller, his hands grabbed the hips of the boy on all fours in front of him, and his hips thrust his cock home into the waiting relaxed ass before him.

Harry keened at the fullness and forcefulness he put into Lucius’ thrusts. He needed to cum, but he had to make sure Lucius was denied a real orgasm too. Lucius slammed into Harry over and over make Harry peak fast and himself still on the verge of orgasm from before was feeling the ever pressing need of release. He knew that he was going to be given release, maybe if he had continued to cooperate, the boy would have given him release, but as Harry spurted his seed across the stone floor of the dungeon room, Lucius knew from the laughing that he would be treated as he was promised.

It was hours and several averted orgasms and a purple cock still bobbing against a quivering bellybutton later and Lucius was panting and crying. The tears flowed freely while Harry bobbed between his leg once more, but this time Lucius was not standing he was bound with his leg at his chest and a spreader bar keeping his knees apart. He was plugged and loving it, but he needed release. His breath was caught in his chest as he panted. The vibrating plug moved against his prostate and Harry’s mouth was the devil’s bait.

“Please! Please!” Lucius called out again and again, but Harry continued enjoying the man’s body. Harry had fucked Lucius several times in the last couple hours in masterful commands of stamina and skill.

“There’s an abandon annex to an old ministry stronghold in Cornwall. It is warded to allow everyone with the dark mark, and you must be accompanied by a follower to enter. There are secret passages, several, that circumvent the wards. There revolving guard patrols that go out a mile every four hours. The number of deatheaters in residence at anytime is around two hundred and fifty. There is a clan of vampire guards by night, the Shadow Clan. Please, Please, have mercy!”

The leather was released from his cock and Harry sped his movements and Lucius promptly passed out splattering his seed over his chest and belly. The small amount caught in Harry’s mouth was spit into the man’s face.
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