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Handkerchief	By : indivisible_soup Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Ron Views: 5629 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Both were sweating profusely from the sauna's heater and from their own exertions. If Harry had a better judgment, he would've cast a cooling charm on them once again, but he seemed too preoccupied to care.
Harry was slumped as a shrimp on a wide wooden bunk with his head against a paneled wall, his hand jerking Ron's cock, as Ron was riding him quite vigorously. Ron bit his lip, smiling lopsidedly at Harry. Ron hated to do all the hard work, but being face-to-face was so much better. Harry's hand and his cock was doing wonders, so up and down he went, up and down in quite rapid pace.
They were at it for a while and Ron was getting tired, but his stubbornness never allowed him to ask for a break or a change of position, and he felt that he was getting there.
"A little faster," mumbled Ron.
Harry complied smiling. It took just a few more seconds before Ron got still and exploded all over Harry's stomach, his chest heaving as Harry milked him until the last drops.
Ron disliked to keep going after he finished, so after allowing himself a few calming breaths, he slowly got off Harry's cock and knelt on the lower bunk. He then peeled the condom off and threw it away lazily, for Harry to vanish later.
He himself knew that this was ridiculous - Harry's cock has been wrapped in latex, but he wasn't able to bring himself to finish Harry with his mouth after his cock was in his bum. So as almost always when he was first, he finished Harry off with his hand.
Harry raised himself to a sitting position, carefully, as to not to hit his Ron's head, he brought his leg on Ron's other side, presenting him his cock. Ron not wasting a second grabbed it and began to stroke it.
"I can wank if you're tired."
Ron ignored that and kept working. Tired or not, having Harry's cock in his hand and watching as the foreskin went up and down along with his fist was always something he still liked to do no matter what. While Ron's eyes were on Harry's cock, Harry surreptitiously licked a bit of cum that landed over his hand. He also wanted to scoop some from his midsection, but was afraid that Ron might notice, so he just gripped the bunk's edge as Ron's stroking got faster.
It took just a little over minute before Harry curled his toes until one of his legs cramped as several spurts of cum landed on Harry's stomach, adding to the mess already there; moments later there wasn't a difference between Ron's and Harry's cum as everything was slowly but surely sliding downwards because of the sweat.
Ron slumped on Harry's thighs, exhausted, his eyes closed. A handjob wasn't a hard work, but he had no respite from riding, and wizards weren't known for their stamina.
Ron felt as Harry cast a cooling charm and immediately the breathing became easier. After a minute he finally got up and sat beside Harry, who by now also removed all the evidence from his stomach and chest.
"Merlin, I thought I was going to die..."
"Sorry, I forget sometimes about the charm. You should've said something."
"Like it was on my mind at all. Besides, it was worth it, right?"
"Yeah, mate... Thanks."
Ron huffed. "How many times do I have to tell you not to thank me?! Especially when we both came."
"Yes, but I barely did anything today."
"Shut it." Harry leaned to Ron and managed to touch corner of Ron's mouth with his lips before Ron skidded away a little. "Hey! No kissing!"
"Hey, no kissing..." repeated Harry in a mocking voice.
"Not until Ginny knows and okay with it."
"But letting me sodomize you once in a while is okay without her knowledge, right?"
"We aren't talking about this for the hundredth time. And I didn't let you do anything. I fucked you just now, not the other way around."
"Maybe you'll reconsider?" Harry put his hand on Ron's thigh and started to rub it slowly.
"No. It's you who has to reconsider."
"Why can't you understand that telling Hermione is one thing, Ginny on the other hand... She's not as understanding and your sister to boot! So it makes it even more complicated."
"I've heard these and all other arguments already. If you have nothing new to say, then shut up."
"Cocksucker."
"Yeah-yeah... Indeed I am."
"Sometimes I think that it's all a bluff."
"Huh?"
"I mean that you've never actually told Hermione about this in the first place." Ron snorted. "She never talks about it and doesn't even acknowledge... Not that I asked of course. I dunno, she looks at me now the same way as she always had."
"And how she has to look at you exactly? But by all means... Feel free to ask her directly."
"Another bluff?"
"Then just call it! Come back with me tonight, she should be home by now, and ask away."
"And what exactly should I ask?"
"Whatever you want."
"That might be awkward - Hermione, just wanted to make sure, are you aware what I and Ron do on some Thursdays? That I always cum in Ron's mouth after blowjobs and he likes it? Today we also -"
"Well, if this is the way you want to put it... But okay."
"In such detail?!"
Ron snorted. "I know that you won't be able to actually say it like that. But if I'm mistaken, sure, whatever..."
"That's nuts."
"Harry, it's often that after... Well, on the days like this, we don't, I mean me and Hermione, have sex, but she likes to touch herself before sleep as I describe everything."
"You do what?!"
"It's like an audio porn for her."
"You never said that before."
"So? I did say that a while ago I told Hermione about what we do in here, and that I don't hide things from her anymore, right?"
"I didn't think it was so detailed. You were always so prude about... Well, everything! And now you're telling me how Hermione masturbates?"
"That was years ago. Having your cock in my mouth and bum changed things."
"Fucked your prudishness out of you, right?" Harry grinned.
Ron smirked. "You can say that. And now you're more prude than me."
"Huh?! I want to try kissing... To try sucking your cock even! You refuse and I am the prude?"
"Not before Ginny knows." Harry grumbled. "I made peace with myself about what we already do. It's a bit shitty towards Ginny from my part, but Hermione's good at it, I mean in convincing. She managed to convince me - something about mental gymnastics, cognitive dissonance, and a bunch of other things she described it with, I don't remember exactly. But now I'm okay."
"She knows about this too?! I was thinking that she's... I mean, in general and that was it."
"She knows everything. I should've told her even sooner."
"Okay, but that's because she's Hermione. Ginny isn't like that. If I tell her she very well might leave me. And I don't want that."
"I didn't say to dump everything on her right away. Baby-steps."
"Huh?"
"Just like I've done with Hermione. For instance - mention that we wanked together and see how she reacts. Say that we were drunk. If she shows clearly negative reaction, I promise not to bring it up again."
"And then you won't mind -"
"No. In that case it's just going to continue as it is."
"Easy for you to say! If I was the one married to Hermione and you -..."
Ron snorted. "And me?"
"I didn't mean it like that... I mean if I was with Hermione and you with somebody else."
"Do you have hots for Hermione?"
"What?! Merlin, no! That was just to make a point. Hermione's epitome of rationale. She'll hear you out before jumping to conclusions."
"Yeah... She's the best."
"Ginny's on the other hand... She's going to flip!"
"Well, to be frank, you are cheating on her. With her brother. I kind of see why it might be" - he made air-quotes - "somewhat upsetting to her."
"It isn't cheating what we're having here."
"Right..."
"It's not!"
"Well, not from my part, since Hermione knows. But -"
"We're not talking about this now!"
"Okay-okay... So back to telling Ginny. Baby-steps - try to feel it out first."
"She's not stupid, you know?"
"Yes, but it's not like you have something with another woman. ... Right?"
"What?! Of course not!"
"Well, the optics of this isn't much better, but still. And she won't land on the thought of us fucking if you just say that we wanked together. Say that we both were tipsy and that it was me who suggested it, or that I dared you... Something like that. It was exactly how I started."
"You blamed me?"
"Naturally. On the other hand it was the truth in my case."
"That's because you never want to take the first step."
"Whatever..."
"Yeah, typical answer. I had to put sweat and tears for you to admit that you like sucking cock."
"Sweat and tears?? And I didn't admit it, I didn't know it before it happened. And don't forget that you were asking for me to suck you off, not the other way around - it's kind of different."
"Yes, I see now, Hermione's talking about your mental gymnastics. You're good at it. If you were any more stretchy and bendy, you'd be able suck your own cock."
Ron grinned. "That I wouldn't say no to, at least to try it out. But back to the topic. Look at it more optimistically. What if it turns out that Ginny has the same outlook as Hermione? Don't you want to be rid of guilt?"
"I don't have any guilt."
Ron snorted. "Keep telling yourself that."
"I'm not -"
"Right. That's why you said not to mention Ginny before we do it or you might not get it up?"
"That... It's completely unrelated! And why do you bring this up lately? It didn't seem to bother you before."
"Oh, no... It has been bothering me from the very beginning. And I only bring this up because YOU once again tried to slobber my face." Harry huffed. "But if you still think Ginny's not ready, or you're the one who's not ready to tell her, if my initial strategy even can be called telling her and not just feeling her out, then we can just continue as always. I'm satisfied with what we're having. More or less at least."
Harry looked at him miffed. "But I also want to try giving a blowjob!"
"You know what you have to do for that."
"Maybe let me try once?"
"No."
"For just a minute? I won't even make you cum."
"No."
"But what if I won't like it? Then I'll stop bugging you and my marriage won't be put needlessly in danger."
"I put the red line at what we're already have done, and I won't agree to nothing that steps over that line. Until -"
"... Ginny knows. YES! I heard it already!"
"Then quit asking."
"Selfish prick." Ron only shrugged.
Both were silent for several minutes and then Harry suddenly got up, grabbed their trunks, threw Ron's at him and started to put on his own. "Come on, we're going."
"Just cast another cooling charm."
"No, we're leaving the spa. Get up!"
"Already? It still should be before nine now and -"
"Yes, now! We're going to your place before I sober up and change my mind."
"Huh? What for?"
"I'm going to talk about all this with Hermione. I trust her judgment more."
Ron grumbled and began to put on his trunks. "I wanted to blow you later..."
Harry grinned. "Maybe Hermione will want a demonstration?"
"Harry!" Ron looked at him shocked, dismayed that Harry would even say something like this even as a joke. But a few seconds later his expression changed. "You know, now that I think about it, she actually might."
This time it was Harry who stared at Ron with disbelieving eyes.
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