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Harry Potter and the Inheritance of Truth	By : bagoftois Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 156888 -:- 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 sat with the Weasley twins, Fred and George, in one of the sitting rooms. Remus had been shown to his room with a promise to join him later after he squared away the twins. He had called for a tray of tea and snacks for them.

          “So, Harry, what’s up with the new digs? Dumbledore said you weren’t due at the Burrow for another three weeks.”

          “He told us you were still with your Aunt and Uncle.”

          “Then, we get this letter and suddenly we are swept away here.”

          “What’s going on little brother?”

Both twins looked pointedly at their adoptive brother and business partner, both affecting the same posture.

          “Do you remember going to the Burrow on my birthday?”

          “Yeah mate, we gave Dumbledore your gifts to give to you.”

          “New stock to take to school and some new items from our adult line.” They suggestively winked and leered. Harry noticed them giving him an appraising look. The twins had always been able to make him smile and lust after them.

          “Do you remember a meeting in the kitchen with your parents, Ginny, Ron, and Hermione?”

          “Yeah, but…”

          “We can’t remember what it was about, though.”

          Harry stood and approached the twins sitting on the couch, he looked them both in the eyes and sent the vision of the meeting to their minds. When he finished sending and pulled back out of their minds, he saw both twins with tears in their eyes.

          “We never knew Harry-,”

          “We swear.” They both stood and wrapped themselves around their brother. Harry was happy for their loyalty and love, but their bodies wrapped so tightly around him aggravated his previous incompletion. His cock lengthened and engorged was pressed hard between his thigh and one of the twins. Harry could never figure away to tell them apart and the twin s probable made sure it was that way.

          The twin sharing his cock’s press pulled away, “Oi, mate, we’re havin’ an emotional moment and you’re thinking about sandwich filling.”

          “Sandwich filling?” Harry asked, but lost his curiosity when a mouth attached itself to his neck. Harry moaned, as it was a very sensitive spot that was being sucked on.

          “Yeah, Weasley bread and Potter meat.” Harry moaned again as Fred, or was it, George moved their hand in between their bodies and cupped his hard flesh. Two hands moved under his shirt from behind brushing passed over his nipples. One hand tangled in his hair and brought his mouth to the twin in front of him, while the first hand stayed massaging his cock.

          His mouth was covered and an expert tongue matched his own movements. The twin behind him moved away, making Harry feel bereft by the absence of warmth. He was turned quickly as the twins switched positions. One fell to his knees and one replaced a mouth on his neck and fingers playing with his nipples. His pants were opened quickly and pulled down to his ankles. He was allowed to step out of the puddle of dark fabric to spread his legs.

          “Where’s our box of presents?” A twin asked in his ear, a husky whisper flowing right into his groin.

          “Dumbledore never gave me any presents.” Harry arched into the mouth that took him down to the root.

          “Bastard,” was hissed into his ear. “But, no matter, we always come prepared.” He chuckled and moved a hand to trail down Harry’s back to run down his cleft.

          The mouth moving up and down his cock, swallowing him, he could feel the throat close around his head and could barely hold himself up. A murmured spell behind him and a slick finger entered him after circling his entrance. Harry cried out his orgasm as the finger pressed hard against his prostate. Harry only stayed upright because he had both twins holding him up.

          A pop in the room had a bleary eyed Harry looking over at Jiminy with confusion.

          “Master Harry, you have more guest just arrived.”

          Harry straightened with the support of the twin at his back, “Show them to their rooms and invite them to breakfast in the morning at 8. It is late now and I am in no condition to play host.” Jiminy popped out of the room with a small smile on his face.

          The Twins help Harry to the couch and they all sat, “So, who else is here?”

          “What else is going on?” Their arousal forgotten in the midst of their curiosity.

          “Dumbledore it’s who he says he is, but I won’t give up the fight because I can’t trust him anymore. I’m taking back control of my life and finances.”

          “How?”

          “You’ll have to wait until tomorrow and everyone will be informed about what I have planned.”

          The twins looked less than satisfied with having to wait, but helped Harry to his feet. They made no move to reengage in carnal activity with too much to think about. They left the sitting room. Harry sent Fred and George off with a house elf to their assigned rooms and made his promised trip to Remus.

          Remus opened his door to Harry’s disheveled appearance. He grabbed the boy to him and sniffed. He smirked, but it had the tone of a sneer as he let Harry’s rumpled shirt go.

          “I can smell the twins on you.”

          Harry walked back flush against him, “So? We were just getting reacquainted with each other.”

          “You don’t love me, do you?”

          “Neither you me, in that way.” Harry answered Remus’ question. He placed a hand to the man’s face to make him look at him. “Do you.”

          “No, but what is this?”

          “Pent up lust, hunger needing to be fed, and a chance to sink into a supple young hole.” Harry moved closer and kissed the man. It was rough, but gentle and questing. It asked to be accepted and reciprocated. Harry swiped his tongue over Remus’ closed lips asking them to open for him. When the man sighed finally, Harry slipped in and gently explored the taste of Remus Lupin at a leisurely pace. Remus responded almost immediately by wrapping his arms around Harry’s waist and deepening the kiss.

          After breaking from each other to take a breath, Remus asked, “You come to me smelling like Weasleys, could you have taken a bath?”

          “I did, but you smell them anyway. Besides I can see Sirius on his knees, sucking your cock, in your mind right now.” Remus placed his forehead on Harry’s shoulder.

          “I miss him, Cub. He loved me so much.”

          “I loved him too.” He hugged the older man to him and held Remus as he wept in his shoulder. “You’re my link to him. You remind me that there was someone who loved me as much as my parents. Let me love you the way I can, Remus?”

          The man looked into green pools of emerald and smiled, “The heat that bad you hit up an old man for sex?” He grinned.

          “Well there is no substituting for experience.” He kissed the man again and they moved back toward the bed, Harry waving a hand to remove their clothing. Harry ran his hands over the sinewy lean muscles of the werewolf, the lycanthropy keeping the flesh far younger than its actual age. The stress from being an outcast was the only reason that Remus looked so haggard all the time. Harry had seen him and Sirius together; it was the only time that the sandy haired man looked relaxed and young.

          He pushed Remus to the bed onto his back and proceeded to worship him with his mouth. He smiled at every moan he elicited from the man. Remus had been right he was no in love with the man, but he was in major lust. He kissed down Remus’ torso and stopped as he felt the man’s cock twitch against his chin. He looked up and saw the dilated lust filled eyes and sank the turgid flesh into his mouth. Remus raise up and sank a hand into Harry’s hair setting the pace for the mouth fucking.

          “Prepare me, Cub.”

          Harry was allowed to lift up off the cock in his mouth to reply, “But Remus?”

          “I won’t bugger James’ and Lily’s son. Get to it,” he said with command in his voice. Harry returned to lave down Remus cock open mouthed and pass his balls until he reached the man’s puckered entrance. He slowly circled the ring of tight muscle and pressed his broad tongue over the hole to spread his saliva, making it glisten in the soft light of the room. He moaned as he tasted and smelled the man’s unique flavor and proceeded to tongue fuck the man. Remus squirmed and bucked against the tongue shoving passed his tightened muscles. It entered him and laved the insides of his walls. The mouth returned to cock and he felt so empty for a moment before a finger breeched him and he sighed in pleasure. The finger moved in and out and then was joined by a second and then a third. He was losing his mind on the fullness inside him and nearly came when the fingers hit his sweet spot deep inside. The only thing keeping his come inside was the hand around the base of his dick.

          Harry removed his fingers from Remus and soothed him when he protested the loss. He moved back up Remus’ body and kissed the man, filling his mouth with passion and his own flavor. Remus arched into Harry spreading his legs to give him access and spur him on. Harry took the hint, murmured the lubrication spell Fred/George had used, and sank deep into the depths of Remus Lupin in one hard thrust. The Man screamed and came as Harry hit his prostate with that first thrust. Harry chuckled at the semi-conscious man, but did not take pity. He began to thrust as he saw the light and coherence return to his ex-teacher’s face. Harry lost himself in the strokes in and out of the werewolf. He finally let the heat engulf him and Remus and watched as his cock refilled and he panted Harry’s name over and over with each thrust. Harry felt his own orgasm coming, he grabbed Remus cock between them and started to pump. Remus keened at the new stimulation and exploded spurting himself from belly to face. Harry leaned down with his final thrusts and licked the mess from Remus’ neck and face and came. He felt his come surround his cock and smooth the last few of his jerky thrust before he pulled out. He looked down between their bodies and smiled as he watched his spunk ooze out of Remus’ reddened hole. He had a sudden urge to taste their combined essence and did.

          Remus could not believe the power of his subsequent orgasms. He lay on the verge of unconsciousness, but was brought out of it by the feel of a wet tongue licking around his abused and worshipped entrance. He could feel the sucking at his hole as Harry ate his own come from his body.

          “Cub, I can’t come anymore.” Remus begged Harry to stop and let him rest. Harry let the heat loose again and Remus was amazed by the feel of his cock filling again. Harry came up from cleaning Remus and engulfed his cock once more. The orgasm that result did not take long; it was quick and enough to push the werewolf over the edge into unconsciousness.

          When Remus woke the next morning he was alone in bed and a little grateful. He felt shy because of his wanton need. He noticed the elf next to the bed and was glad he was covered sufficiently as he was told that his presence was requested for breakfast in the main dining room in an hour.

a/n: I see a lot of questions and request for future pairings that I do intend to accomplish, but have patience I am trying to make the smut fit some plot too, hehe. thanks for all the comments it gives me energy to post more than one chapter a day, if my daughter sleeps long enough. thx
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