I Want to Give You a Gift | By : Breezy Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 10634 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Oliver met Dennis at the club hosting Blaise's birthday late in the afternoon. Daphne was getting ready so she wasn't there to help set up. The party would start in about two hours. They had spent the past two weeks perfecting every detail
"Man, when Daphne said she wouldn't be here, I was pissed. But everything is done," Oliver said looking around at the spectacle before him. Dennis and Daphne had gone all out transforming the club into an adult themed circus. The performers wore body paint and nothing more, painted as circus performers. There were games of chance, sword throwing, lion taming. Only the lion was a man in costume. It was erotic and brash. Oliver knew Blaise would love it.
"We worked really hard to make it perfect, Oliver," Dennis said smiling up at the other man. He and Oliver had spent more time together in the past two weeks than they had in a long time. Dennis had been a good influence on Daphne, too, because she acted more worshipful toward him after spending so much time with Dennis. Oliver stopped gawking at the decor and grabbed Dennis by the arm.
"Let's find somewhere private," he said in a low voice. People were all around, but the loud music from the sound check drowned out his words before anyone else could hear. Dennis nodded eagerly and headed toward a door marked "Private". Once inside, Dennis took out his wand and opened a door at the end of the hall. It was an office and there was a black leather couch along the back wall.
"Nice, Dennis, really nice," Oliver drawled as Dennis dropped to his knees and began unbuckling Oliver's pants. They dropped around Oliver's ankles and Dennis took Oliver's cock in his hands. He could use two hands to jack Oliver's cock and still not hold the whole thing. He put his mouth over the end while he stoked the shaft with both hands. He moved quickly, like he wanted to make Oliver cum. Oliver stepped back and Dennis stumbled forward, letting go of Oliver's cock.
"Sorry, sorry," Oliver mumbled, helping Dennis back to his feet. He shoved him toward the couch and stepped out of his pants. He took off his shirt and watched as Dennis undressed. Dennis got on his knees in front of the couch and leaned over, grabbing the back of the couch cushion lightly. Oliver stopped behind Dennis and used a few lube spells into his hand. He spell-lubed Dennis's hole, too, and then started thrusting his middle finger inside. He thrust in and out a few times slowly. Dennis sucked his own fingers and then reached back and entered a finger inside as well. Oliver pulled his finger out and watched as Dennis fingered his own ass. Dennis kept pressing in deeper and then added another finger. Oliver stroked is cock and watched as Dennis progressed to where he had four fingers inside, almost fisting himself. Dennis pulled his thumb in and started pressing harder and Oliver knew that Dennis would fist himself if he didn't stop him. He decided to let it proceed and his dick started dripping onto Dennis's arm. The hand pressed in firmly and then passed the tightest part and Dennis's fist was inside. He gasped a little and was breathing heavily. He didn't move. Oliver reached out and grabbed Dennis's wrist. He started moving it slightly in and out of Dennis's ass. Dennis moaned and tried to move his own wrist to please Oliver.
"Pull it out, I wanna give ya a gift," Oliver said a few minutes later. Dennis obliged and slowly removed his hand. He reached back and grabbed the couch cushion again. Oliver put the head of his cock next to Dennis's somewhat gaping hole and started pressing in. He took it slow, pushing in until he was completely inside of Dennis. Dennis clinched the cushion but didn't make a sound. Oliver started fucking him harder and soon was pounding into his ass rapidly. Dennis started letting out cries with every thrust, tears streaming down his face. He held tight to that cushion, burying his head into it as Oliver shifted one leg up onto the couch. He resumed his rapid pace, but now he had more leverage. He brushed Dennis's prostate several times and knew the other man was close to orgasm. He focused on the sensitive collection of nerves and soon both men were shouting to the gods as they achieved orgasm.
Oliver sat down on the couch and stroked his dick a few more times. He wasn't ready to fuck yet, but it was still hard. He felt great but he was missing something. Missing being gentlemanly. He spread his legs and pulled Dennis over on top of him. Dennis scrambled to his knees in between Oliver's legs.
"I want you to give me a gift now," he told Dennis, grabbing his hand and spell lubing it a couple of times. Dennis's jaw dropped open. Once, when they very first started fucking, Oliver allowed Dennis to finger his prostate. They never spoke of it and it never happened again. Until now. Dennis snapped to attention and lovingly began stroking Oliver's hole.
"Don't make love to it, fuck it," Oliver growled down at him. Dennis thrust a finger in and bit his lip. He didn't want to hurt Oliver. That didn't seem to be a problem. He added a second finger and sought out Oliver's prostate. He found it quickly. Oliver threw his head back and yelled out. Dennis moved as fast as he could and then Oliver's channel squeezed hard against his fingers. Oliver opened his eyes and looked at Dennis who was rapidly stroking his dick. He came a moment later onto the front of the couch. He layed back onto the rug breathing hard. Oliver crawled down next to him and kissed his lips gently.
"Ya did real good, Dennis, real good," he said before standing up and putting on his pants.
"Thank you so much Oliver, thank you," Dennis said, still laying on the floor. He watched as Oliver continued to dress. Oliver finished and looked at Dennis, who had propped himself up on an elbow.
"You and Daphne look good together," Oliver said, somewhat randomly kind of squinting his eyes.
"Are you picturing us together right now?" Dennis asked suspiciously. "Are we both sucking your dick?" Oliver laughed but Dennis was still suspicious. Oliver squatted down and met Dennis's eye.
"No, man. You're a good looking guy, ya know," Oliver said seriously. "And Daphne is a goddess. If I fuck that up, you have to give it a shot, okay?" he grabbed Dennis's chin in his hand roughly and wouldn't let him look away. "Okay?" he repeated.
"Uhhh..." Dennis slurred wondering just how many things were wrong with what Oliver just said. Where to begin with how fucked up that was. But Oliver looked serious. Dennis laughed nervously.
"Yes, Oliver," Oliver said imitating Dennis and shaking his chin to make it seem like Dennis had said the words. Dennis laughed again.
"No, Oliver," Dennis said instead. "If you fuck up things with Daphne, I'm going for you," he said earnestly. He sat up so that their eyes were even. "I love you Oliver." Oliver closed his eyes and tilted his head back. He opened them again and stared at the ceiling for several moments. He sighed.
"Yeah, I know," he said finally. "We'll figure out what to do about that," he said and stood up. He offered Dennis a hand. Dennis grabbed it and Oliver pulled him up. Dennis had a huge grin planted on his face.
"You handled that a lot better than I imagined," he said to Oliver while looking for his discarded clothes. Oliver smiled, too.
"Whatever. Maybe I was picturing you and Daphne sucking my cock," he said over his shoulder as he walked out of the room. "If I wasn't then, I am now," he said before the door closed. He adjusted his tie and walked out into the club. He was ready for everyone to start arriving. The atmosphere was buzzing. This was the biggest event of summer and he was stress-free and ready to party.
Oliver saw Ginny before she saw him. The party was well under way and the club was packed. Oliver had been on hosting duties most of the night, but he just handed over the reigns to the DJ. Ginny always stood out in a crowd and she was the first person he saw.
"Hey Ginny, wanna go somewhere quiet to talk?" he said next to her ear. She turned and smiled wickedly at him.
"Why Mr. Wood, this is my husband's birthday and I'm with child," she said in mock horror.
"Great, now that we've got that covered, let's go shag," he said leering at her. She turned and looked all around. Blaise was surrounded by classmates, business associates, and other hangers-on. Oliver followed her eye. "He won't miss us one bit, c'mon, Ginny. I want ya real bad," Oliver said pressing himself against her.
"Oh yes, I can tell you do," she said grinding her hips into him. He grabbed her hand and led her across the crowded room to the door Dennis had taken him out of earlier. He used the same spell on the door that Dennis did earlier. He hoped Dennis had cleaned up in here before he left. He ran a cleaning spell anyway.
"Just in case," he said, not offering any other explanation. Ginny shook her head and then leaned in to kiss Oliver. Soon their tongues met and Oliver pulled her down onto the couch. She was on top of him rubbing his chest with her hand. She started flicking his nipple with her tongue and then sucking it lightly. She worked her way down his chest to where his cock pressed up against his stomach. She unbuckled his pants and grasped his cock. She spit on it a couple of times and rubbed her hands through it. Oliver cast a couple of lube spells, thinking it was a shame he hadn't brought any with him tonight.
"May I?" he asked Ginny and she nodded. He cast a lube spell on her. She wiggled and grinned at him.
"Ooooh, that felt cold," she said shivering her arms around her chest. Her breasts jiggled with her shiver and Oliver's cock twitched.
"C'mon, get ready and climb on," he said, taking her hand and using his finger to press two of her fingers against her clit. She rubbed hard and fast and started sliding her fingers deeper inside. She stopped only long enough to prop herself up and then ease down onto Oliver's cock. They moaned in unison as she slid down slowly. She stopped before he was all of the way in and then began moving back and forth. She leaned forward over Oliver and braced herself on the back of the couch. Soon she came, her walls clinching and releasing over and over again on his cock. He took over the motions and thrust up into her.
"Ohhhhh, Olivvvverrrrr," she drew out the words. He thrust too deep and she cried out. "Ouch!" she said and Oliver stopped. Neither of them heard the door open or saw Dennis start to come in the room. He stopped immediately and left before being seen. But he didn't let the door close all of the way so that he could see and hear what was happening in the room. He sat on the floor to watch.
"Sorry, Gin. What's wrong," he asked as she made a pained face.
"I just can't, I mean, it's probably being pregnant but I just can't take it any more," she said, looking apologetic. Oliver slowly pulled out, disappointed that he wasn't going to get to fuck her, but also concerned about his pregnant friend.
"Ya okay?" he asked, as they both sat on the sofa. He hoped that maybe she'd suck him off and started stroking his cock.
"Yes, but I might throw up if I blow you," she said and Oliver cringed at her honesty. "But I will let you cum on my tits," she said pulling up her top. She reached over and placed Oliver's cock between her breasts and held him in while he started thrusting. Her breasts covered his cock and it felt soft and smooth as he fucked her tits. With a great thrust, he came over her face first, and then he pulled his cock down and finished on her chest, rubbing a nipple with the tip at the end.
"Cleaning spell," she mumbled, barely opening her mouth so that the cum didn't get in. He took one final look and then spelled away his ejaculate. He kissed her on the neck and the chin and then her mouth.
"That was real nice," he said leering at her. "You did a fine job," he growled and kissed her hard against the lips. She giggled and pushed him away.
"I love you, Oliver," she said trying to get off the couch around him. He grabbed her around the waist and pulled her back into his lap.
"I know," he said kissing her neck softly. He sucked in until he made a mark. She moaned a bit. "Better go find Blaise," he said. She sighed. Then she jumped up.
"Is that a challenge? Who can fuck my husband first?" she said, adjusting her outfit and patting her hair down. Oliver laughed and took off for the door. He buckled his pants along the way. Ginny moved quick, though and reached the door first. Oliver pulled her to him and turned so that his back was to the door and they faced one another.
"I think it's more a question of who can get fucked by your husband first," he said smiling at her and raising an eyebrow. She smacked him and pushed away.
"You never know with Blaise," she said taking off down the hall. She didn't see the figure exit right in front of her. Dennis stepped into the crowd and disappeared. Ginny went in another direction, having caught a glimpse of Blaise near the DJ booth. Oliver saw Blaise over the crowd and pointed back to the room he had just come out of. Blaise nodded and met Oliver in the hallway a few minutes later after he worked his way across the room. Oliver led him down the hall to the office with the couch, having ran a couple of cleaning spells ahead of time. It turned out that this room was his hook up den for the night and he was glad to have it.
"Happy Birthday Blaise," Oliver growled at him, pulling him close and pressing their hips together. He held them together gripping Blaise's hips tightly. Their lips met, then their tongues. Oliver sucked the end of Blaise's tongue in and out and Blaise let out a moan.
"Thanks, man," Blaise said after they broke the kiss. "This party is fucking amazing. You are fucking amazing," he said going in for a deep kiss. They flicked tongues and wrapped in circles together. Blaise started getting undressed and Oliver laughed.
"Getting to business quickly, eh?" he said as Blaise stood nude in front of him. Blaise reached down and stroked his cock.
"I just can't resist you," Blaise said, smirking. He kissed Oliver again and now Oliver propped Blaise up on the couch, his legs splayed to the side exposing his asshole. Blaise reached down and started rubbing his anal opening, while Oliver got undressed. Blaise handed him a tube of lubricant.
"Damn, I'm glad someone thought of this tonight," Oliver said pouring out a generous amount in his hand. He spread the lube and pressed into Blaise's hole. They moved together in a slow rhythm. Oliver increased his speed and then slowed and added some more lube. When he got back up to his preferred pace, he reached out and started stroking Blaise's cock. He fucked and stroked Blaise hard and fast and soon Blaise had his orgasm, the tight sensations of him coming putting Oliver over the top. Oliver pulled out and came right above Blaise's hole. He squeezed the last drops out onto the puddle he created and then sat down on the rug. Blaise sank down so that he was sitting in front of Oliver.
"Happy Birthday, indeed," Blaise said grinning. The two men got dressed in silence. Then Blaise took his arm and pulled him into an embrace. He held Oliver close and kissed his hair.
"I love you, you know," Blaise said rubbing his hands slowly up Oliver's back.
"Yeah, that and a galleon will get you a cuppa," Oliver smirked at him and Blaise let him go, shoving him back.
"Thanks for that," Blaise said and the two laughed.
"You're welcome, Blaise. I'll fuck your ass anytime," Oliver said winking suggestively.
"That wasn't..." Blaise started to say but Oliver kissed him before the words came out. Blaise pushed him away again after a few minutes.
"I've gotta get back to my adoring crowd," Blaise said, gesturing toward the door. They heard a click and turned to the door expecting someone to come in. No one did. They looked at each other and laughed.
"Yeah, someone may come looking for you," Oliver said and the two friends walked out the door and then into the other party. Dennis scurried back into the crowd. He hadn't meant to make the door click but otherwise he got away cleanly. He had an angry look on his face. He went to the bar and ordered a drink. He stared at the door leading to the office and waited to see if Oliver went back.
Daphne was well drunk when Oliver finally ran into her. He kissed her and started lightly groping her backside. He pulled he close to him and she giggled.
"You're hard," she said too loud, and giggled some more.
"You're drunk," he replied, picking her up. He took her through the door and to his sex den, er, the office, and laid her down on the couch. She slumped down like a doll and giggled. She looked like she could pass out at any moment. He sat on the couch next to her. She cuddled up to his side.
"I love you Oliver," she said leaning up to kiss his jaw. He closed his eyes for a moment and then opened them again.
"I know, I'm gonna try not to fuck it all up, okay?" he said feeling very drunk himself.
"Okay," she agreed, smiling happily. He reached down and started rubbing her leg. He pressed her knees apart and put his hand between her legs and tried to find her clit. She clinched her legs together and shook her head.
"Not that, I'm too out of it," she mumbled. Oliver pulled his hand out and moved instead to pull out his cock.
"Are ya up for giving a little suck?" he said stroking his cock. Her eyes widened and she giggled again.
"Okay," she said in her happy tone and she reached out and took over stroking his cock. She put her mouth against the tip and rubbed the precum all over her lips. "Yummy," she said licking her lips. Oliver smiled and put his hands at the back of his head. She leaned down and her hair fell into her face. With one hand she held her hair back and with the other she held his cock and she bobbed her head up and down over the first half of his cock. He started thrusting into her mouth and she gagged and then he came. She started coughing but then she started giggling again and coughed one more time.
"I almost choked," she said hitting him on the chest. She leaned over and kissed him, spitting the load into his mouth. He swallowed it and pushed her back.
"Dirty girl. I'm glad you didn't choke," he said tucking his member back into his pants.
"Gee thanks," she said sticking her tongue out at him.
"This party is fucking amazing. Blaise told me so himself and I have to agree," Oliver told her wrapping his arms around her shoulders. She wrapped hers around his waist.
"Thank you, Oliver," she said, tears shining in her eyes. "You're amazing," she whispered and they kissed.
"You are so gorgeous. There isn't a word that describes how beautiful you are," he said kissing her neck. She giggled and pushed him back.
"Down, dog," she said, swatting him as if he were an over eager puppy. He stepped back, laughing.
"I'll text you tomorrow, okay?" Oliver said moving to open the door.
"Cool," she replied and they walked out the door together, both with huge smiles on their faces. This time Dennis skirted to the right as he exited and then went out another door before Oliver and Daphne saw him. He had managed to do it silently that time and ditching out the side door made it completly sucessful. Dennis wasn't smiling, though. He started looking a bit sad. And definitely angry.
Oliver helped Daphne get to the floo network and sent her home. She protested, but he insisted. It was late when he headed back to the party. The place was still packed, filled to capacity with a line outside. Oliver had one person on his mind, though, and he scanned the crowd eagerly, hoping to see the tell-tale blonde hair. He turned and nearly ran into Draco who had come up behind him.
"Whoa, sorry, didn't mean to run you down," Oliver said and grabbed ahold of Draco to steady him. Draco brushed his hands off.
"I'm quite alright," he said tugging the cuffs of his sleeves to straighten his shirt. He smirked at Oliver. "Were you looking for me?" he said flirtatiously. Oliver grinned and nodded his head.
"Yeah, what of it?" Oliver said brushing his shoulder against Draco's chest in a small bump.
"Do you want to take this outside?" Draco said pulling to his full height and looking down at Oliver.
"Not outside, but I'll take you somewhere," Oliver growled up at Draco.
"This way," Draco pulled Oliver's arm and dragged him to the bathrooms on the lower level. The place was deserted. Oliver pushed Draco into the middle stall and the two started kissing. Oliver started stroking both of their cocks. Draco took Oliver's head in his hands and kissed him passionately. They stopped and Oliver picked Draco up and Draco wrapped his legs around Oliver. Draco reached up and grabbed the top of the bathroom stalls and held tight around Oliver's middle. Oliver grabbed his own cock and put the head at Draco's hole. He ran several lube spells and started pressing in. He let Draco fall slowly onto his cock at first, but then he pressed into Draco's hips, pushing him harder and deeper. Oliver started thrusting and soon was completely inside of Draco's ass. He pumped hard and fast. He held onto Draco's hips and pressed in and out over and over again. Both men grunted and moaned in unison. They worked as a well oiled machine, each knowledgeable of the things that made the other scream in pleasure.
Oliver came inside of Draco and Draco dropped his arms over Oliver's shoulders and dropped to his feet. Oliver grabbed the top of the stalls to brace himself after his orgasm. Draco started stroking himself. He ran lubing spells. Oliver shivered.
"That is cold, Ginny was right," he said laughing. Draco raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything. He prompted Oliver to wrap his legs around Draco's hips. Oliver pulled himself up and linked his ankles behind Draco. Draco pressed his cock into Oliver's hole and thrust inside. He stopped and waited. And waited. Oliver started to whine just a bit.
"C'mon," he rasped, wiggling his ass.
"You just have to wait," Draco said holding still. His eyes were closed and he was smiling.
"I'll wait forever for you, Draco," Oliver said smirking at his lover. "I mean you won't go forever..." he trailed of as Draco started to move back and forth in his ass.
"Oh I won't, huh," Draco said pumping into Oliver at a steady pace.
"Ohhhhh..." Oliver answered as Draco increased his speed. Draco stroked Oliver's cock and pumped into him. With three swift thrusts he came deep inside Oliver's ass. He kept stroking even though he was still in the midst of his orgasm and Oliver came, too, in spurts across their shirts. Oliver dropped to his feet. The two stood closely, their foreheads touching.
"I love you Oliver," Draco said impulsively.
"I love ya Draco," Oliver growled back, still breathing heavily.
Dennis felt the thunder in the front of his brain first and then the lightning slash through the back of his brain next. At least that's how he described the feeling when he heard Oliver tell Draco fucking Malfoy, of all people, that he loved him. Not one of the other people who told Oliver that they loved him got more than the equivalent of a kiss on the cheek and Draco fucking Malfoy gets LOVE! Dennis thought his head would explode. WHAT THE FUCK? his brain screamed.
"WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?" he actually screamed.
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