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Our Little Norrie	By : AikawaAkihiko Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 47025 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 15
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER AND MAKE NO PROFIT FROM THIS STORY

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Chapter 3

The trio walked hand in hand… in hand, back to the small homey flat above Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes. They had had a long day and at the suggestion of Fred, decided they would all shower and get ready for bed, before sitting comfortably by the fire for a while. After the twins showered and changed into their night clothes, Fred handed HaHaHHHarry a small bag with the name of Madam Malkin’s store printed on it.

“What’s this?” Harry asked curiously.

“Just a little gift,” Fred grinned.

“From us, to you,” George smiled.

“Really? But you’ve given my so much already,” Harry exclaimed, eyes alight with joy and a smile graced his rosy lips.

“It’s our pleasure,” the twins intoned in unison.

“Now go get ready,” George added.

As the smaller boy hurried off to the bath, twin grins stretched over twin faces.

About twenty minutes later, the two men had their heads pressed together over their latest joke prototype, discussing fervently how to get it to explode at just the right time. Their brainstorming was interrupted by the sound of dainty feet padding toward them where they huddled on the couch.

Looking up, their breaths where stolen from them at the vision before them. Harry stood before them in a completely shear, white lace, babydoll. The matching bikini bottoms peaked out from beneath the hem of the dress, which only reached the top of his thighs. His cock and balls were attempting to stay within the slight, see-through fabric that was trimmed with girly ruffles. Ruffles also bunched at the top, creating an illusion of a small bust, with Harry’s little pink nipples peeking through the gathered lace. It was held up from the middle of the bust line and tied around his pale and slender neck.*

He was a vision. His milky skin glowed against the white lace. His onyx black hair, falling in waves, contrasted with the snowy material vividly, causing the bright pink of his lips and the intense green of his eyes to pop.

However, Harry stood before them, not with a purr of sensuality but looking insecure and lost. One knee was bent and curled inwardly, pivoting on a pointed toe. He twisted his fingers in front of him awkwardly and his head was bowed. Looking up from the floor, he looked at the twins with glistening eyes and a pouty lip.

Once they finally raised their eyes from his scantily clad body, and noticed his distress, they jumped up in concern.

“Harry, what’s wrong?” Fred asked.

Harry’s plump bottom lip quivered and he raised wide teary eyes back and forth between the twins.

“Are you making fun of me?” he whispered.

“What?!”

“No!”

“Why would you think that, Lamb?”

“I know I’m supposed to be in disguise as a girl, but you bought me this for night time when it’s just the three of us. You are making fun of me because I have to dress up like a girl,” he cried, a lone tear rolling down a blushing cheek.

Fred and George shared a look and sank back down to the well-worn couch, before Fred patted the couch between them.

“Come here, Little Lamb.”

Harry scrubbed his teary eyes with the back of his hand and walked over to the twins. They steeled themselves against distraction as they tried to ignore the enticing sway of the boy’s hips as he walked toward them. Once he stood in front of them, Fred put his hands on his lace clad hips, as the twins came clean.

“Harry, we weren’t making fun of you, honest!”

“Though, it’s true,”

“We do have and alternative motive to dressing you up.”

The twins shared an uncertain look.

“It’s Just you’re so beautiful!”

“The most beautiful person we’ve ever seen!”

“And we like seeing you in these clothes.”

“We like seeing you in anything.”

“Or even… in nothing…”

The twins blushed and diverted their eyes.

Harry, during their confessions had been getting steadily more flushed as he swung from embarrassment to excitement and back again.

“N-nothing?” he breathed.

“Yeah, we’ve had-,”

“a crush on you-,”

“well, more than a crush-,”

“We’re in love with you,” they exclaimed together.

Harry gasped covering his mouth with a delicate hand and starring from face to face.

“You’re in l-love with me?”

“For a long time.”

“Since the moment we first saw you on platform 9 ¾.”

For a silent moment, Harry continued to look back and forth between them. He could see the absolute sincerity in their eyes mixed with another emotion. He saw now that they had always looked at him this way, with pure love in their eyes, love just for him.

“And that’s why,” Fred continued, gliding a hand from his hip to curl around his back and pull him forward, “that’s why we thought you might like your present. You look so beautiful.”

Harry let him pull him into a kiss. Fred’s dry lips pressed into his in a chaste quick, but passionate kiss, before he was guided over to George for one as well.

“So beautiful,” George repeated, his breath ghosting hot over Harry’s lips.

Harry wanted more and pressed back into George. George deepened the kiss, moving his lips against Harry’s, while Fred took the opportunity to pull him all the way down into his lap. Harry gasped at the unexpected landing, allowing George to slip his tongue inside his warm mouth.

Harry moaned. He had never experienced a kiss so good. Of course the only person he had ever kissed was Cho Chang, and she was crying at the time… about her dead boyfriend… but he was still reeling at how amazing it felt to have George licking and probing every inch of his mouth.

He sighed in pleasure at the feel of Fred’s warm hands smoothing over his electrified body. Fred occupied himself with kissing and nipping along the nape of his neck and shoulders, while feeling his way across the little body sandwiched between the two red heads. He pulled Harry back, pushing him to the couch and breaking the kiss between George and Harry.

Harry panted, finally allowing himself to breathe now that the kissing had stopped. He wanted to protest but was stifled by the hungry looks in both of the twin’s eyes. As one they attacked, each pillaging a side of his neck. The string of his dress was untied from his neck. Fred tugged down one side of the babydoll, exposing the rosy bud of his nipple before latching on. Harry arched his back, seeking more contact, as the red head sucked and teased his pebbled flesh. George soon followed suit, sliding down the top of the babydoll and presenting the succulent flesh, swirling his tongue around the sensitive nub, and causing Harry to moan in ecstasy.

Meanwhile hands had traveled to places unexplored. Harry writhed underneath the attention of so many hands on his skin. They traveled up the inside of his thighs, coming closer and closer to the burgeoning erection that was sticking up out of his ruffled panties and leaving burning trails in their wake. The hands glided over his creamy skin, touching everywhere but his leaking cock, lifting the lacy fabric from his flat stomach and caressing his hips.

He began to buck his hips, attempting to find any kind of friction. The hands slipped fingers into the line of his panties and tugged at the cloth, teasing him with the promise of going further.

Fred and George stopped their administrations with his now red and swollen nipples. They moved their attentions to his rocking hips. Twin tongues emerged to lick twin lips as twin eyes looked down in hunger at the sight of their Harry, panting and wanting them, his cock twitching at the thought of what they might do next.

As one, the two men slid the flimsy fabric from his gyrating hips, his red flushed cock springing to attention. Together they leaned down and shared the first taste anyone would ever have of their Harry. They licked a long line from the base of his cock to meet at the head.

“Ooooh!” Harry moaned.

Fred dipped lower, spreading his legs and gently took one of his balls into his mouth and sucked, rolling the other one in his hand, while George engulfed the head of his cock and suckled.

“Oh God! I’m gonna… I’m gonna… Uhgnn!” Harry came suddenly with a shout. George collected the sweet elixir in his mouth, milking him for every drop.

Harry lay panting and sated, legs spread wide for them. Both men fought to control themselves before they came in their pants at just the sight of their Harry.

George spit out the hot, salty cum into his hand, as his brother chucked off his sleeping pants. One handed, George did the same, leaving both of them standing naked in their living room. They stood proud and erect, their cocks dribbling.

Harry looked at them, his mouth watering, and wondered if he would get to taste them as well.

Falling to their knees, the two brothers each lifted one of Harry’s legs, spreading him wider and revealing his pink puckered entrance.

“Is this ok?” George asked, as Fred rubbed up and down his still quivering thighs.

“What are you going to do to me?” Harry asked innocently.

“We’re going to make love to you, Lamb,” Fred whispered to him.

“Oh, please, yes!” Harry moaned.

George dripped Harry’s cum from his hand and smeared it over the boy’s twitching hole. He massaged the quivering pucker before tenderly sliding in his finger. He moved the digit in and out, allowing Harry to get used to the sensation. Fred was kissing and licking his way up his stomach, and when he was ready, added a second finger inside of him. Now both men were fingering Harry’s hole, scissoring and stretching him, before one of them added a third.

Harry squirmed at the strange sensation and hissed at the slight burning when the second finger was added. Soon, however, it became much more pleasurable. Harry nearly arched off of the couch when the twin’s long fingers touched a place inside of him that made fireworks appear before his eyes.

“Ahh-hahhh!”

“Mmm, it seems we’ve found our dear Harry’s sweet spot, Forge.”

“It seems we did, Gred. Did you like that little love?”

“Ooooh, yes!” Harry hissed, “More!”

“We’ve got what you need right here, Lamb.”

The twins shifted positions. George settled himself in the couch, setting Harry back against him and cradling him in his arms. He buried his nose in Harry’s long wavy hair and caressed his still sensitive chest, tweaking his nipples and holding one of his legs up by the knee. Fred kneeled in front of him, holding Harry’s other leg to his chest with on hand and taking himself in the other, guiding himself to probe at Harry’s twitching entrance.

“Ready, Love?”

Harry nodded, too breathless for words.

Fred pressed forward, breaching Harry’s virgin passage. Harry groaned at the burn, biting his lip before George stopped him with a searing kiss. Fred hissed in pleasure.

“You’re so tight, my Little Lamb, so tight!”

Fred inched his way in gently, as George tried to distract Harry from the pain by stroking him back to hardness. Once Fred was all the way in, he rested, giving harry time to adjust, while he kissed the smaller boy languidly. George rubbed his leaking erection against the soft skin of Harrys back, entranced by the vision of his brother and their love connected.

Once Harry began to move beneath him, Fred pulled back and began thrusting slowly. As they continued, Fred began to pick up the pace as Harry writhed beneath him, meeting each thrust and rolling his hips. Changing his angle, Fred trust solidly against Harry’s prostate. Harry screamed in pleasure, reaching back and holding on for dear life to George’s shoulders. The red head sucked and nibbled at his neck, tweaking his nipples, never seeming to get enough of the feel of Harry’s baby soft skin.

Harry could feel tingling warmth gather in his lower belly. Each time Fred trust into his body, he was nearly overcome with euphoria. He was overloaded with sensation as George played with his nipples and stroked his cock, cupping and lightly squeezing his balls, while Fred pounded into him.

“Oh fuck! Oh FUCK! I’m gonna cum!” Harry chanted.

Suddenly the damn burst and Harry sprayed his release over his stomach.

“AHHHHHH! NNGHN! OH GOD, I LOVE YOU! I LOVE YOU! I LOVE YOU!” he screamed.

Fred gasped as Harry clamped down around him. Giving a few more strokes he painted Harry’s inner walls with his come.

“HARRRYYY!” he panted.

George exploded behind Harry at the sight of his brother and lover caught up in ecstasy and sprayed Harry’s back with a spurt of cum when he heard their Harry declare his love for them.

“Uuungh!”

The three collapsed onto each other, panting and drifting in their post orgasm fog.

“Merlin, Harry we love you so much,” George whispered.

Harry breathed in the scent of the twins that surrounded him, absorbed the warmth and the feel of their skin on his. There had been a reason he had come to the twins above anyone else. He trusted them completely. It had been there all along, he had just never realized it.

“I love you guys too. I love yo..,” Harry breathed, before passing out in the cocoon of the twin’s loving embrace.

A/N: *I totally stole that outfit from Victoria’s Secret
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