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An Unlikely Desire	By : KJmom827 Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 75098 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 8
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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A/N: I don't think this is my best work... But it's the best I can do at the moment. It's one of those chapters that refused to just flow and I actually had to put forth a lot of effort to get it out. So, here it is... I think the only possibly squicky thing in this chapter is fisting, unless double penetration of the male variety bothers you. If that's the case then please turn back now.

Yes. Bloody hell, yes. I can’t make myself say it. Fortunately, he doesn’t make me. He runs his hands gently over the welts on my ass and it hurts so fucking good.

“Hold yourself open for me, love.” That is what gets me. I can’t help but to respond to any dirty thing that comes out of his mouth, but the way he says that is something. ‘Love.’ He says it so tenderly, it just rolls off his tongue, so naturally.

I suddenly find my arms and legs free and, though I’m almost in agony after being in this position for so long, I reach behind myself and spread my cheeks as far as I can. My arse burns, he’s stretched me so far, but still, I want more.

“That’s it, baby. I’m going to start slow, but you will take my whole hand before I’m finished. Understood?” I nod and it feels jerky and nervous, but I can’t help it.

“Good, would you like a distraction? Father has just been sitting over there, taking all this in. I’m sure he could use your attention right now. Want to suck him while I stretch you, baby?” I had forgotten that Lucius was in the room, and being reminded of his presence makes my cock ache that much more. I nod again.

“No, you little slut, say it. Tell me that you want to suck my father’s cock.” He slaps my arse, almost softly, but the bruises I know I’m sporting make it seem so much harder.

“Yes, please. Please let me suck him, please.” I’m saying what he wants to hear, but that doesn’t make it less of a need on my part. Without a word, he turns me until I’m facing the corner that Lucius is occupying.

Lucius stands and moves forward, out of the shadows. I take a moment to admire the god-like body that he normally hides under long, flowing robes. Lucius is thick and broad with bulging muscle covering his entire sexy frame. His cock bounces against his stomach with every step and my mouth starts to water when I remember what it feels like - how it tastes.

He doesn’t say anything as he threads his fingers through my hair and guides his erection to my open mouth. I groan as the first taste of his pre-come explodes on my taste buds. In my position, I can only participate with suction and my tongue. The bed is high enough he can reach my mouth, but I have no leverage to move up and down on his shaft; he compensates for that by thrusting.

Draco says I’m good at this, but the reality is that I just enjoy it so much. I love the velvety feel of soft skin sliding against steely hardness slick with my saliva. I love the pulsing throb as it slips down my throat. I love to force my tongue under foreskin and seek out that musky male flavor.

I’m allowed to savor my prize for only a few seconds, then he picks up his pace and my mouth is being fucked with vigor. I relax into his force and give him full use of my mouth and throat. I feel fingers glide easily into my stretched, slick hole and I try to push back against them. I desperately want to be fucked from both ends, but Draco doesn’t oblige.

“Calm down, love. Told you I was going to split you open, yeah? You only have three fingers now.” I whimper as he pulls those out, but immediately after pushes forward with more, so much more. It feels like his whole hand and that thought is confirmed when I feel what can only be his knuckles start to stretch me almost painfully. I sob slightly, but he doesn’t stop. I have a moment of panic when I realize that I can’t stop this now, even if I want. How can I say anything with a huge cock filling my mouth.

The pressure retreats and I feel the reassuring weight of Draco on my back, his breath puffs against my ear as he calms me, “Shhh, it’s okay, baby. I’m not going to hurt you. It’s going to feel so good. Just imagine; father’s cock stretching your throat, and my fist slowly fucking your arse. Going to feel so fucking good, love.”

My cock, which, surprisingly hasn’t flagged - even during my panic - jerks happily. Yes, it does sound good, so fucking good. I try to make a sound of approval around my mouthful. Draco understands and turns his attention back to my bum.

The fingers are back, but this time they aren’t pressing forward, they are pulling outward at my - almost sore - opening. He’s spreading me slowly and I know when he pushes into me this time, he won’t stop.

It seems like forever that he pulls at me, tortures me. Just when I think I can’t take anymore of that continuous burn, it stops. As I feel him start to enter me again, Lucius slows his thrusts and begins to soothingly massage my head. Draco’s knuckles are pressing forward again, and Lucius lets his cock rest heavily against my tongue.

“Relax, Harry.” Lucius voice drifts through my daze and I nod - as much as I can.

There is a moment of pain so intense I think I’ll pass out. My vision starts to gray at the edges and bursts in blinding white agony as Draco’s hand finally pops into my body. Then…nothing, nothing but a feeling of being so full, so whole.

He slowly rotates his wrist and I arch and try to take more of him as he brushes over my prostate. He moves again, and there is wonderful, constant pressure on that glorious spot that makes me see stars.

Lucius pulls out of my mouth and brushes the hair back off my sweaty forehead as he bends down to talk to me, “Look at me, Harry. Open your eyes and look at me.”

I barely hear him through the pleasant buzzing in my ears. I concentrate on the sounds and finally comprehend the words. I didn’t even realize my eyes had fallen shut, but I fight to open them and I’m met with the most beautiful blue-gray I’ve ever seen. He pats the side of my face gently and I try to focus on his face.

“Is he okay?” Draco sounds worried and he starts to pull away from me.

“No! Feels good… fuck… please.” It’s frustrating that I can’t form the words to tell him how absolutely, bloody perfect I feel. I’m thankful when Lucius does it for me.

“He’s fine, Draco, just a little hazy right now.” Lucius kisses me gently then stands and offers me his cock. I gratefully open for him and push back against Draco’s fist. I hear them talking, but I can’t make it out. My whole body is zinging with so much pleasure that I can’t give much attention to anything else.

Draco starts to twist his wrist again and works his hand in and out. Lucius starts thrusting in time with Draco’s in/out motion and I’m floating. The only thing tethering me to reality is the pressure that’s applied to my prostate every time Draco turns his hand just-so. I’m being overloaded with so much delightful sensation that I’m not sure how much longer I can keep my orgasm from taking over. The thought of clenching tightly and involuntarily on that huge intrusion is almost enough to do it.

Before I can spill all over the sheets - even with the ring trying to confine me - Lucius pulls out of my mouth and I’m being shifted as Draco starts to do the same with my arse. I start to mumble protests, I don’t want either one of them to move, but Lucius hushes me.

“Quiet, love,” There’s that word again, and it sounds like warm honey rolling off that sinuous tongue, “You’re going to love this. Come here and let me hold you, it’s going to be painful when Draco pulls out of you.”

“No, don’t want…” Oh God, I lose my train of thought as Lucius enfolds me and the feeling of having my insides slowly sucked out through my arse overtakes me. It takes almost as long for him to vacate my body as it did for him to invade it. Every inch of empty space left in his wake yearns for him to fill it again. The burn I feel as he works his - now elongated - hand past my ring of clenching muscle is so much worse.

“Relax, baby. Don’t fight me, that will only make it hurt more,” I have an urge to ask him when he last had an entire hand in his arse, but fight it back and try to do as he says. Luckily, he is right. As soon as I accept the fact that it’s over and force my body to comply, the pain stops. He is able to pull fully out and I breathe a sigh of mixed relief and longing.

Finally able to focus on my lovers, I realize that somehow Lucius has worked his way under me and I’m straddling his waist, my hands gripping his biceps and his clutching my back.

It takes me a minute to realize what’s happening when I feel another - smaller - object entering me. Draco is guiding his father’s cock into me.

Lucius moans, “Yes, Draco,” and the vibrations shoot though my body and set me on fire again.

As soon as Lucius is fully encased, he whispers in my ear, “We’re going to take you at the same time, Harry. Do you want both of our cocks at once? Want to feel us sliding against each other inside of you?”

The husking quality of his voice and the suggestion that I’ll finally get something I’ve wanted for months leaves me speechless. I nod frantically, spread my legs as far as they will go, and try to lift my arse so that Draco has a good angle. I hear him chuckle as he aligns his prick next to his father’s and starts to push.

It only takes a moment for him to slip in alongside Lucius and there’s almost no pain. The little pain I do feel winds so tightly with the pleasure coursing through me that it’s highly welcome. They waste no time and shortly I’m being fucked thoroughly.

Lucius slides in and Draco slides out. Lucius slides out and Draco slides in. They work in perfect rhythm and create a harmony of ‘yes, yes, more, please, now, fuck’ in my brain. They are angled so that when one leaves my prostate, the other meets it. It is a flowing cycle of nirvana that makes even breathing difficult.

Soon I feel pulsing that indicates one of them finding release and Draco’s hiss tells me it was him. He pulls back enough to give Lucius full access, but remains inside me. He mewls slightly as Lucius increases the depth and force of his thrusts, and I know it can’t be comfortable on his overly sensitive organ.

“Come lay beside me, Draco.” Lucius’ command is rough and needy. Draco follows the instruction after helping me shift to a crouching position over the older man. My legs are so weak that I’m not sure I can ride him as hard as I want.

My worries are laid aside when he braces his feet on the bed and takes hold of my hips. In moments I’m bouncing on him with little effort on my part. I barely feel my cock being released from the ring, but scream in agonizing pleasure when Draco starts to stroke me.

“Come on, baby. Come for me. Come all over father. Let us see how much you’ve enjoyed yourself.”

Lucius’ grunts and Draco’s hand are all it takes to start the coil of release low in my gut. My toes start to knead the bed as Lucius continues to unerringly hit my special place on every stroke.

“Harry, look at me,” I let my head roll downward, and open my eyes to meet his. Lucius’ face reflects every physical feeling that’s running through him and that is what does me in; knowing that I’ve made this man feel good, that he is on the verge of orgasm because of me.

My balls draw up and my whole body goes stiff as I begin to pour over Draco’s hand and Luicus’ stomach. The room blurs and I scream in ecstasy as my dick is milked dry and my arse is plunged deeply. As I collapse onto Lucius’ chest, I am barely aware of his orgasm washing over him.
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