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Slytherin Slut	By : TransientTemptation Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 286081 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 13
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A/N: I know it's been a while but school's been hectic. This chapter is also as a result pretty short and non-descriptive. But bear with me, school will be ending for me shortly.

Chapter Seven: Team Train

Codes: M/M, moresome, Anal, Oral, Minor2 (too young for sex), masturbation (mention of)

Water slid down my body from the shower as I took Flint deep down my throat. Yet another successful practice and we were having our usual wind down in the showers. Flint groaned loudly as I fondled his balls and let my tongue wander over him in practiced motions. His hands were pulling at my hair but I didn’t care and soon he was jerking me forward and cumming into the back of my throat.

I swallowed him down, eager to move on. My own cock was practically dripping with anticipation of getting a good fuck in. I felt Flint pull me up and turn me over a half wall we’d used before. I moaned some as he grabbed my hips and a moment later cried out as he impaled me with his cock. He’d gotten good at getting hard again fast and soon was pounding into my body and drawing all sorts of pleasured noises from my mouth.

I mewled as my cock brushed against the cold tiles with every body rocking thrust. He was grunting some behind me and calling me a slut again but I didn’t care. It felt too good for me to care what he was calling me. It didn’t take me long to reach my limit and I cried out as I splattered my seed all over the wall. Flint shuddered and came hard inside of me a moment later.

“Holy hell…” I heard and opened my eyes some to look over at the new voice. The whole Slytherin team was standing there staring.

Surprisingly Flint didn’t jump away from me like I’d thought he would. With his continual declarations that he wasn’t gay I had expected him to pull away in an instant. Of course, being caught balls deep in another guy had probably stunned him a bit.

“Malfoy’s the slut you’ve been using?” one of the older team members asked, sounding awed.

“Wanna piece?” Flint asked back, surprising me again. “I’m sure he won’t mind. He’s such a cock-slut… he’ll probably like it.”

I was too stunned to say anything to that. This turn of events hadn’t been what I’d expected at all. Finally I managed to open my mouth. “Hey… I’m right here, you bastard. I can talk for myself,” I told him though it wasn’t all that convincing with him still pinning me over the wall and his cock up my arse.

“Well then?” Flint demanded shoving his hips forward and making me moan a bit. “Would you care who’s takin’ your arse?” he all but hissed in my ear.

“… no,” I groaned behind my teeth. I’d come to terms with the fact that I was easy already.

“That’s what I thought,” he said before pulling away from me. I whimpered some at the loss of him inside me even as his cum dripped down my legs. It occurred to me that I could get up but I didn’t. I just stayed there draped across the half wall for several minutes before one of the Chasers came up behind me. I could tell he was nervous by the way his hands shook as he took my hips.

I cried out as he roughly plunged into my arse. He started hard and fast, groaning and grunting in pleasure. He came far faster than I thought he would and then pulled away quickly. I couldn’t help but smirk some at his performance. A virgin no more.

Another came forward with less hesitation than the last and started pounding into me. He was better and I was soon almost screaming with pleasure as his carefully aimed thrusts made me climax again. He groaned and came inside of my already semen filled backside.

I was flipped over for the next and I just stared at the ceiling as he fucked me hard. I moaned and whined as he brought me over twice before coming himself. It seemed as if the floodgates had broken because as soon as one would finish another would take his place. I did whatever they wanted as I was rotated through the team several times.

About the fifth guy to take me I realized that I had somehow ended up in what was called a ‘train’. As many times as they wanted as many ways as they wanted it didn’t matter. On my back, on my stomach, on my knees, from both ends, letting them masturbate on me, I let them do it all. Soon I couldn’t even produce any climax of my own anymore but they kept going and I didn’t even have a thought to stop them. I was filthy and exhausted but I let them pass me around for their pleasure. I didn’t even care.

By the time they were done and had left I was laying in the bottom of the showers letting the steady stream of water do the washing as I leaned against the wall. I was too tired and too sore to even entertain the idea of standing up. Being the bottom of a train was harder than I’d thought. My stomach rolled some and I stuck my fingers down my throat to force myself to throw up. All I’d had in my stomach was cum. Far too much cum from all the oral I’d done. Once I’d gotten rid of all the semen I was feeling a little better but still too sore to get up.

I wasn’t sure how long I laid there but I was suddenly aware of the shower being turned off. Standing above me was Goyle with a strange look on his face. “Hey,” I croaked though my voice was strained and it hurt to speak.

“Hi,” I replied before bending down and picking my sore body up. I hissed some in discomfort, causing Goyle to frown. “You should go to Hospital Wing,” he said as he took me out of the showers to the changing rooms.

“’m fine,” I replied. “Jus’ need my wand…”

“Draco…”

“I said I’m fine!” I stated a little more firmly. I might be a slut for all the dorm and now the entire Quidditch team but I could handle myself. I’d become an expert at healing anal tears and general soreness. Goyle still looked concerned but shut up and just helped me dress again.

I could understand his worry. I had always enjoyed regular sexual activity though I’d managed to keep it mostly to hand jobs and me being the one getting them. A month ago I would never have slept with two guys at once much less let the whole team train ride me… but that was then and this was now and now I just couldn’t get enough. It was like every cell in my body was aching for climax and if I didn’t get it I would go stark raving mad.
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