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An Unlikely Desire	By : KJmom827 Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 75098 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 8
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A/N: Simply do not ask me where this came from, apparently my mind is more depraved that even I knew. This is nothing but pure, unapologetic, smutty debauchery, that's the long and short of it. This contains felching and snowballing, so I'd advise you not to read if that squicks you. Oh, and of course an incestuous relationship of a slashy nature, but you already knew that didn't you? On to the yummy goodness... or at least I hope it is...

Someone is licking me, tasting my morning hard-on root to tip. Little, cat-like licks that have me moaning before I can even force my eyes open. When I finally do, I’m not surprised to see a black mop of unmanageable hair.

“You, Harry Potter, are a cock-hungry, insatiable, sexy as fuck, little slut,” He laughs against the skin of my inner thigh, but doesn’t argue.

“And you, Draco Malfoy, have to be the cutest stuck up snob I’ve ever met. Especially waking up the morning after your first real shag,” He’s running his eyes over my body like it’s a gift from the heavens. I do have a very nice body, I’m not conceited, just honest to a fault.

“Speaking of, where is my father?” I scan the room and quickly assess that he isn’t present. I’m starting to get a little nervous. Last night was fantastic, something straight out of my wet dreams, but I had hoped it wouldn’t drive him away.

“He left earlier. He was looking quite shocked when he woke up, so I pretended to be asleep. I knew waking up with us would be a lot for him to process. I’m sure by the time he gets home he’ll have convinced himself he’s taken advantage of us,” Harry continues to lavish attention on my cock as if he hasn’t just said something utterly important.

“I have to find him,” I try to push Harry off of me, but he scoots up and pins me with his entire body.

“No, you don’t. Give him time to think things over. I think the best way to show him that we really do want him is to be waiting right here when he returns. Preferably naked and engaging in some type of fornication,” He starts to nip gently at my neck and I groan.

“Harry, can you please stop thinking with your cock for a minute? Father is probably distraught right now. Not only did he have sex with two wizards barely of age, but one of those was his son,” Not that he seemed to be of a mind to complain last night, but things always look different in the light of day.

“The only one he had sex with was his son,” He raises his head and I see that he’s pouting just a little and it makes me grin.

“Are you jealous, Harry?”

“Absolutely, I just can’t decide who I’m jealous of,” He starts to place tiny, sultry kisses over my chin and jaw, “Maybe both of you just a little. Not too much though, because the two of you were so fucking sexy.”

He grinds himself against me and I feel how hard he is. I’m not sure if it’s our current position or memories of last night making him that way.

“Did the reality live up to your dreams, Draco? Having your very own father pound you into the mattress? Merlin, the way you moaned for him,” He’s working his way down my chest and every protest, every thought I had about finding father, dies with the laving of his tongue.

“Yes, and it was so much better because you were there too,” I gasp the last few words as his tongue dips into my bellybutton in a very lewd but arousing manner.

“Really? Did you like having me tongue your arse while he watched? Did you enjoy me stretching you to take his cock? You were so damned tight, so bloody hot,” I love it when he talks to me like this, he knows it, and uses it to his advantage every chance he gets. I don’t mind in the slightest.

“Yes, fuck yes,” His mouth closes over my weeping erection and I buck up into him. He gags for only a moment before his throat relaxes to take me in completely. I don’t believe anyone has ever sucked cock like Harry does. He does it like he does anything else, passionate, loving, and full-force. He holds nothing back when he takes me into his mouth and I positively love it.

“Mmmm, Harry, how the fuck do you do that? Feels so damned good…” His mouth slides off me and I whimper rather embarrassingly.

“I just want you in me, Draco. As deep as I can get you. I can’t wait for you to fuck me. I’d let you do it now, but-”

“But that’s my job, isn’t it Harry?” Harry doesn’t break eye contact with me, but he grins quite lasciviously and groans.

“Did you decide to come back and face the music?” He still doesn’t look at my father, instead he wraps his lips around my cock and continues sucking me expertly.

I finally look up and see my father taking a seat in the chair by the bed. His eyes are trained on my groin and it’s connection with Harry. He’s watching intently as if there’s something for him to learn. Maybe there is, like I said, no one sucks cock like Harry.

Father is just close enough to run his fingers along the sides of our bodies, and he’s doing just that. Slowly and sensually his hand caresses every bit of skin within reach. As fantastic as Harry is, that’s what threatens to send me over the edge. A simple touch from my father and I’m quivering and panting. Just as my balls draw up, Harry grabs them and the base of my cock. He forces my orgasm into retreat and I growl in frustration.

“Harry, fuck. Why did you do that? I was so close.”

“I know, but I have plans for you and I want you to wait,” When he’s sure I won’t spill over his hand, he slowly releases me from his vice-like grip.

“It’s not like I wouldn’t be able to do it again in just a few minutes anyway,” My whining is silenced by a deeper voice.

“Hush, Draco. You can wait, it will make it that much more enjoyable,” Apparently the ‘light of day’ has done nothing to quell my father’s lust.

“Harry, come here,” He motions for Harry to kneel between his spread legs and leans back in the chair. Harry responds immediately and begins to unfasten Father’s trousers.

I’ve have never considered myself or Harry submissive. As a matter of fact, until last night, I would have considered us both very dominate. It was what drew us to each other in the first place. The battle to always have the upper hand started within the halls of Hogwarts, and ended in my bed. Or, more like, continued in my bed.

However, the way my father speaks to us, the way he demands full attention, the way he takes control even when he says he doesn’t want submission, enthralls me. His silky voice issuing commands cannot be denied. Obedience is the only option. I shudder to think of how amazing it will be when he actually does want us to submit.

Harry is working the cock in his mouth with utter abandon. The sight is so stimulating that I have to wrap a hand around my cock. As soon as I begin to stroke, my father stops me.

“Draco, do not touch yourself. Did you not hear your lover when he asked you to wait? Consideration, Draco, show some, please,” With a groan, I let my hand drop back to the bed, but it takes effort to keep it there.

“Yes, Father.”

“Draco.” It’s a warning and it takes me a minute to figure out what I’ve done wrong.

“Sorry, Lucius,” It’s strange to call him by his first name. Even when he’s looking at me naked and horny on his bed, I can’t forget he is my father. I don’t want to forget. He seems to sense my reluctance.

“Does it bother you, Draco, to call me by my given name?” He pushes Harry away slightly, it would seem my answer is more important than Harry’s efforts right now.

“Yes.”

“I assume, since Harry said you’ve wanted this for a while, that you’ve fantasized about this before?” Where is he going with this? I shouldn’t be embarrassed that he knows, but I am.

“Yes.”

“You blush so lovely, Draco, but it’s entirely too late to play coy now. When you’ve thought about this before, did it arouse you to think about calling me ‘father’?” Oh, so that was where he was going, directly to the heart of the matter. Directly to the truth in one guess.

“Yes,” I can’t help the need that comes out with that word, or the way I arch slightly off the bed. Harry is watching this unfold avidly and father seems very interested as well.

“Hm, very well, call me what you wish. I’d like to see just how deep this kink of yours runs. Maybe some day soon, but for now I’d like to get better acquainted with Harry,” I’d like to ask him just what he means. Didn’t I allow him to fuck me and enjoy every bloody second of it? I really don’t think it can get much deeper than that.

Harry nods and smiles brightly at the mention of his name. He looks so eager, so very hungry. I envy my father that he will be Harry’s first and I have to wonder if Harry felt the same way last night.

Instead of ordering Harry to the bed, father bends him over the side of it. Harry’s face is so close to my prick that I feel every breath that puffs out of his open mouth. I want to push toward him, but catch myself and am able to refrain.

“Good boy, Draco. Come here. I let Harry prepare you last night, and I believe it only fair that you should do the same for him,” He sits back down and hands me a jar, “Start with your tongue, I do so love to watch a pert little arse be devoured,” Harry moans and wiggles said arse, just a bit.

Maybe it should be disgusting, but it’s not. I always use magic to clean him thoroughly beforehand, because once my face is buried in his crack, all I can think about is getting my tongue as deep as it will go. I love shoving my tongue into him, I love the sounds he makes, the way he arches and begs for more, the way he tastes.

“Draco… please… bloody hell, deeper - Fuck! - harder,” Like always, he loses control so quickly, he can come just like this - his cock untouched, nothing but my tongue delving into his arse. I pull back before than can happen and scoop up some of the lube father handed me.

He sighs deeply as one of my fingers slips past his tight ring of muscle. I stretch him quickly, but effectively. I don’t want this to cause him more pain than necessary, but I’m anxious to watch. I want to hold him as he’s taken for the first time, like he did for me.

I let father take my spot between Harry’s legs and jump onto the bed. I pull Harry’s head into my lap and he sucks one of my fingers into his mouth. The boy does have a very wonderful oral fixation. He bites into my finger as father finally breaches him and I’m glad he wasn’t nursing my cock.

Father doesn’t say a word, but his grunts and groans say it all. He is enjoying himself immensely. Harry suddenly stills, grips my thigh, and shouts. I assume father found his prostate.

“YES! God, Lucius, again… please, fuck,” His nails are biting into my leg and it hurts, but not enough for me to stop him. Father’s body is rippling with every thrust and they are both covered in sweat. I’m more turned on watching them that I was participating last night.

I still don’t know what Harry wants from me, so I bend double to whisper in his ear, “What do you want Harry? Do you want me to suck you? Or do you want me to come in your pretty little mouth? What do you want, baby?”

“Want you to fuck me… When Lucius is done, want you in my arse. Want you both to come in me,” My cock jumps and something in my gut tightens threatening to cause me to spurt all over his head.

“Fuck, Harry, you little come-slut. You just want to be filled with Malfoy come, don’t you?” Father’s words are nasty and harsh, but he’s looking at Harry in wonderment, like he can’t believe his luck.

“Yes, fuck yes. I’m so close, Lucius, come in me, please?” He barely has the breath to get the words out, but father hears him and complies almost instantly. His face contorts and his body goes rigid with the exception of a few very erratic thrusts of his hips. I ease Harry’s head from my lap and move to stand beside father.

The moment his cock slips from Harry’s gaping arse, I slide mine in. Harry hisses, but presses back into me. He isn’t as tight as he was earlier, but it’s still so very fucking perfect. I see some of father’s come ooze out around my prick and it’s so depraved, so wrong, but so fucking hot.

I pull out slowly and see that my erection is covered in it. I’m fucking Harry Potter using my father’s seed as lube. With a growl I thrust hard and deep into him and his hips snap back to meet me.

“Yeah, Draco, fuck me hard. Use me, Draco,” Fuck, I never knew the wanton whore that lives inside of this beautiful boy, I like it. As my orgasm starts to flare in my belly, I look up to see my father watching us with hooded eyes and a renewed physical interest. He locks eyes with me as I spill into Harry’s body.

“Yessssss.”

I fall to my knees behind him and stare in awe at the pulsing hole that’s now leaking a mixture of my come and my father’s. It is fascinating and so enticing. Before I can stop myself, I dart in to catch a pearly bead on my tongue as it rolls off his balls. Harry moans and father growls, but I can’t focus on them right now, not with this feast before me.

I dive in and start to suck and slurp at Harry’s poor, abused hole, “Don’t be greedy, Draco.”

Father pulls my head back and shoves his tongue deeply into my mouth. He licks every trace of our semen from the inside of my mouth. As soon as he releases me, I turn back to Harry’s pucker and thrust my tongue back inside. I gather as much as I can in my mouth and reluctantly pull away.

Harry still hasn’t come, but father turns him over to attend to him with his mouth as I climb onto the bed to share my mouthful with Harry. He’s almost in a daze from the fucking and tonguing, and now the mouth that’s sucking him relentlessly, but he opens his mouth to receive the gift I’ve brought him. He comes violently as he swallows every single drop.
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