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Candy	By : TheDarkWonker Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 297693 -:- Recommendations : 19 -:- Currently Reading : 19
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Neville considered carefully how to approach Harry for several days. It wasn’t like there were many ways to address the issue, but it couldn’t just randomly pull him aside and ask ‘hey Harry, How are you? Hey, would you mind teaching me how to be a devoted cockslut like you?’

Not much because he thought he wouldn’t work, but because he didn’t have the balls for it. For days he followed him around unseen. Countless time he spied the raven haired wizard as he slipped in unused classroom or previously invisible bathrooms to kneel in front of a wizard or two and suck them dry. There was a hunger about the way he guzzled down cum that was awe-inspiring. It was gluttony made art. There wasn’t a single wizard that walked away displeased with him. Even their scornful words were actually dispensed for the slave’s sake.

The way Harry thrived in humiliation and abuse was the mark of a submissive slut who made of worshipping dicks his ultimate goal. That was what Neville strived for, what he wanted to be. The utter sense of accomplishment that came with it. There was nothing else for him, no other way to find a place in the world. He was born a lesser man and would always be so. All that was left now that he had accepted his nature was to find the place to fulfill this role and Harry was the key to that.

Finally over days of watching him serve Pureblood males from all houses he decided on a course of action. He would follow him and join him in his service as if he already was one of them.

Not that he knew exactly who they were but it was quite obvious that Harry wasn’t the only slut around. Hermione was one too, that was certain. She had began wearing heels and swing her hips like a street walking whore and shooting sultry glances left and right. Ron too disappeared from time to time with mixed group from all houses and both genders. They way he moved his arse left and right as he walked in front of them was a clear invitation to take him.

Yes, there was some sort of sex club going around with both domineering and submissive people in it. If he didn’t see Harry being one of the latter he wouldn’t have beloved he was part of the latter, but in hindsight it made sense. He was always so quiet and shy, reacting only when openly threatened. He never socialized with anyone but Ron and Hermione and always kept to himself. Sure he was confident on a broom, but Neville reasoned it was some sort of subconscious desire to ride cocks, which he did masterfully by the way.

He wanted to be part of this circle. He wanted to be finally accepted. He knew that with them he would finally be appreciated for the tiny dicked sissy that he was.

So he followed Harry as he joined Nott from Slytherin in an unused classroom and observed from just outside the door.

He watched has the raven haired wizard let his pants fall, revealing kinky female panties that were stretched to the limit by his balls. His dick, huge and throbbing, was restrained by several cock-rings and a plug to contain the apparently limitless supply of sperm it contained. More than once he saw a few curios boys release the restraint only to find themselves showered with cum. It was obvious to everyone who knew of this side of Harry that doing such a thing was unadvisable, unless you enjoyed the sight of said teen licking his own jizz from the walls with a mindless expression of joy.

He kneeled and unfastened the belt around Nott’s waist, releasing a sturdy but slender cock. With a look of worshipfulness he began kissing it from bottom to top while he fondled the Slytherin’s ball with one hand. When he reached the crimson crown he stuck out his tongue and let his saliva run down its length, smoothing the process with long strokes of his hand.

Nott simply leaned back against a dusty desk and enjoyed the ministration, patting Harry’s head in appreciation from time to time.

“You sure became obedient,” he observed idly. “To think that you used to be such a stuck up bitch.”

“I’m sorry for my past mistakes,” Harry apologized between licks and strokes, “I was misguided.”

“It’s all right. Now at least you know better. How do you like your new life as a slave? Do you enjoy sucking cocks?”

“Yes, I do,” the slave replied cheerfully. “I would have never imagined how great it is to be a cumslut. I really learned to love being humiliated, insulted, abused and raped. Everyone is just so rough with me and I love it very much.”

“That’s right. You’re everyone little fuck-toy, now. Hogwarts prized cum-dumpster. Merlin, I love the look on your face when I insult you. It just never gets old.”

“Teh-eh,” Harry giggled. “I’m glad you like this slutty slave. Do you want me to deep-throat you now?”

“Oh yes. Wrap your throat around my dick and suck it dry.”

“Your wish is my command.”

And just like promised, Harry sheathed the meaty rod with one slow but confident move. Nott’s dick was buried in his mouth and throat and Harry’s humming sent a shiver down his spine. He had become so skilled at it that he no longer needed to move his head. His tongue swirled around the cock like it had a will of its own, while Harry’s throat moved like a coiling snake.

Neville watched all this like he was caught in a dream. As usual he was absolutely enraptured by Harry’s job and he couldn’t help but let his own hands wander south. Soon enough his pants were pooled around his ankles and his fingers had found their way to his arse. He moaned and whimpered as he explored his cavity. He leaned against the door and licked its edge, dreaming of being in Harry’s place. He wanted cocks. He desperately wanted them. He wanted to join Harry and lick Nott’s dick dry. He wanted him to cum on his face, to claim his arse as his playground, to fill his bowel with scorching hot seed.

He wanted all of this and he would have it.

Gathering his lust, desire and what little courage he possessed, Neville stepped back from the door, kicked away his pants, shoes and underwear, removed his shirt and crawled inside the classroom on all fours wearing only his tie.

Nott didn’t immediately notice him but when he did he was startled for a moment. The he realized what Neville was doing and smiled.

“I didn’t know you would bring a friend, slut.”

Harry removed Nott’s cock from his cock and turned to Neville. There was no surprise in his eyes. Actually there was a faint smirk on his features. The kind of expression someone who knew all along would have. Neville realized in that moment that Harry always knew. Not once he had passed unnoticed. Not once his moans went unheard. No, Harry knew all along and merely let him make his resolve on his own.

“it was meant as a surprise, Master,” he said coyly, never once removing his gaze from Neville’s.

“I certainly like this kind of surprises. Come closer Longbottom. See how a real Pureblood looks from up close.”

“Yes… Master.”

And Neville crawled, swinging his ass left and right like a bitch in heat. Nott looked at him like he didn’t expect any better and Neville thrived in the feeling. When he finally reached the Pureblood the scent of saliva, pre-cum and strong manhood assaulted his nostril like an intoxicating elixir.

There wasn’t much to discuss up to that point, but Neville had learned some manners while spying Harry all the time.

“Master, may I suck your beautiful cock?”

“You must,” Nott declared firmly. There was no hesitation. With one move the entire length disappeared down Neville throat. “Oh, my. You really were starving. Good. I want you to choke on my dick.” He began thrusting his hips back and forth. It was obvious that fucking a new slave aroused the Pureblood and that made it up for Neville lack of proper training.

Harry was a little displeased of giving up his meal, but Neville was a Pureblood so his needs had priority on his own. He took the chance to dedicate a little time to himself. With his current Master completely engrossed with the other Gryffindor he could afford a little selfishness. He shifted from a kneeling to a squatting position and spread his legs open running his hands over their lengths. He explored his caged cock with the tip of his tongue, savoring the taste of leftover cum from his last orgasm. He enjoyed the sight of Nott’s tight arse swinging back and forth to push and pull his dick out of Neville’s mouth. It wasn’t everyday that a Pureblood dominated another and Harry was secretly proud of having led Neville to his true calling. He wasn’t much of a Pureblood but he could still serve his kin with his body.

Eventually Master Snape would arrange a marriage of façade with a proper witch, but it was clear to everyone that Neville would never amount to anything but a tool for sexual relief. Harry figured that a capable wife could use Neville as a entertainment to curb political favor, but as a woman was an inherently inferior creature she would only be a figurehead while Master Snape would actually rule the house of Longbottom from behind the scenes.

Personally, Harry would recommend Lavander, as she was more than capable and headstrong to deal with the family business and with a sissy for a husband.

As he was thinking that, Nott reached the peak of his arousal and with a grunt he showed his cock in Neville’s mouth one final time, releasing ropes after ropes of cum inside the Gryffindor’s stomach.

Neville was ecstatic. Never before he felt so dominated, so utterly abused. He was reduced to a sex toy and he was accepted and appreciated for it.

“Hmm,” Nott groaned. “Not bad. Not as good as Harry-slut here, but then again he learned from some of the best. Anyway your skill is definitely nothing to be looked down upon. I guess that you had a lot of experience with the other Gryffs, havent’t you? I heard that you are the Lion’s little pet. Did you get a lot of cocks in there?”

“Yes Master,” Neville confirmed. “It doesn’t pass a day without me servicing at least five dicks.”

“It shows, but in Slytherin we have much higher standards. Harry, I expect you to bring this bitch up to par as soon as possible. I’m going to throw a party for my birthday in two weeks and I want him to service the guests. See if you can have him learn how to lick a pussy decently. Some of the girls might want to relax after all.”

“It shall be done as you command, Master Nott.”

“Good. As much fun as it would be to stay here and fuck you both senseless, I really have to go. Harry, make sure not to be late tonight for the Impregnation Festival. I bought you for the entire day and I have every intention of riding your ass during the show.”

“I will be right on time, my Master.”

Nott nodded his approval and left, leaving behind two equally naked Gryffindors. Neville, still dazed from the experience, took some time to recover and when he did he found Harry staring at him sultrily. Neville looked at the raven haired boy’s cock and wetted his lip.

“Can I do something for you, Neville?”

“Yes you can,” he breathed happily. “Could you please screw my ass with that monster cock of yours? Please.”

Harry simply walked to him and flipped him around, making his ass stick up in the air. He then proceed to run his wet tongue in the crack, taking extra care with the hole. Neville shivered under the ministration. Never in his life someone bothered to lubricate him properly. He could already feel his ass twitching expectantly. For weeks he dreamed of being impaled by that inhuman dick.

“PleasePleasePleasePlease,” he prayed. “Fuck me now. Fuck me hard.”

“As you wish,” Harry purred. It had been a while since the last time he plundered some tight male ass. He edged the tip of his cock on Neville back entrance and slowly pushed in.

Neville welcomed the invading protuberance in ecstasy. He had to bit his lower lip to repress a moan that would certainly turn into a scream. For what it felt like an eternity he felt Harry’s dick make his way in his bowel with merciless determination, until it finally reached an halt. He looked back and noticed that not even half of its length was buried in his arse.

“Pound me,” he encouraged in a whisper. As a response Harry pulled back his hips and then pushed forward with nothing of the initial gentleness. This time Neville didn’t scream because the sudden and violent motion had robbed him of his breath. Harry didn’t wait for him to recover and pulled back and forth in an increasing rhythm.

“Ha! Ha! Ha! Yes,” Neville finally said. “This is it. This is exactly what I wanted. Ride my ass until I can take it anymore. Push your dick inside me until you pop it into my stomach. Rape the hell out of me.”

“Can I cum inside you? I have so much juice that it will fill you completely. It might even choke you to death.”

“I don’t care! Give it to me! Give me all of your sticky cum! Make me pregnant with it.”

As Nevill wanted Harry muttered a spell and his restraints faded. He only needed a little anal trigger to unlock his balls. A saliva covered finger provided the necessary stimulus and with a grunt of painful satisfaction Harry testicles clenched, spraying days of pent up seed in the other boy’s tightening arse.

Neville arched his back and gaped, feeling a previously unknown sensation of warmth spreading through his intestine and into his stomach. His own ridiculously small dick twitched and released a tiny amount of sperm. He then slumped down in near unconsciousness and absolute satisfaction. His cum-swollen stomach made him look like he was really pregnant and for a moment he desired to be actually capable of carry out such a feat.

With a pang of disappointment he felt Harry permanently hard cock slid out of his ass, but the sensation of emptiness was immediately mitigated by the raven haired boy’s tongue seeking out his own sperm like the cum-hungry whore he was.

Several minutes of slurping noise lulled Neville in a state of quiet arousal. He let Harry work his magic until he was sated and once he finished he turned be look at his savior.

“Why did you come here today, Neville?” he asked with a dead serious voice, like he wasn’t just swallowing his own cum moments before. To his credit Neville actually knew the answer.

“Because I wanted to be like you. I watched you for the past weeks and I realized just how happy you are doing what you do. I want to be just like you.”

“And what exactly am I?”

“A cock hungry whore living on other’s people cum,” Neville replied promptly.

“Is this really what you want to be? Know this Neville, if you follow this path you’ll be giving up on everything else. Whatever dream you could have you would forsake it. Your own family name wouldn’t be yours anymore. It will belong to your master to give it to who he preferred. You eventual children will belong to your Master and your pureblood status would only be an added value to whomever ends owning you. You will live for cocks. For the sake of pleasuring cocks. With the dream of drowning in well earned cum. You’ll be nothing but a toy to relieve wizards and witches of their urges. They will love you and scorn you at the same time. They will crush your balls, tie your dick and use you as they see fit. Is this what you want Neville.”

The Gryffindor pondered Harry’s words for a moment. It was a life changing choice without turning back. He thought about the family he was about to betray, the expectation his parents would have had for him and his gran that never appreciated him for how he was.

“I’m certain,” he finally declared with a conviction he never showed before. “Please, Harry. Show me how to become a cock-slut.”

Harry smiled. “I will, Neville. I’ll turn you in one of the greatest whores to ever walk the halls of Hogwarts. They will remember your slutness for generations to come.”

He leaned in and pulled him into a kiss. The kind of affectionate lip-locking that slave could share only among their fellows. Neville moaned into the kiss and reciprocated Harry’s ass fondling. They spent a good half an hour like that, simply fondling and rubbing their bodies together until they licked each other clean and left for the dormitory.

It was the beginning of a wonderful friendship that would bring them to share countless cocks in many fun filled nights of lust.

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Darkwonker notes:

Finally Neville joined the stable. The first really willing slave. Harry will prove to be a capable teacher and fellow slut in may adventures to come. Coming next: Dean and Justin punishment for abusing a pureblood. What will it be? Suggestions are welcome, The more degrading the better, so let the cannons loose. In whatever way you prefer to interpreters it. J

That’s all for now. I have a little bit of real life slutting to get done. The Masters are calling me and I have intention to make them wait.

Bye!!!!!
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