Harry the Whore | By : LadySilver Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 436308 -:- Recommendations : 8 -:- Currently Reading : 19 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Disclaimer: I own nothing to do with Harry potter. I make no money on this. It’s just for fun.
AN: This is just something that has been bouncing around my head for a while and I decided I would try to write it out. It will be PWP and Harry is a MINOR in this fanfic. Please watch the warnings because it will have some SQUEAK in it.
Harry the Whore
Chapter one
Harry was a whore. That was something every male in Gryffindor Tower knew. Harry Potter loved dick. Couldn't live without it some would say. It had been that way since he came to Hogwarts, he would sleep with any male who would take him, many times more than one male at a time. It had quickly become a tradition for the males on the Quidditch team to fuck their eleven year old seeker a few hours before the game.
Harry was on his hands and knees, the only clothing he wore was the ring that choked his aching prick. The keeper, Oliver Wood, was fucking his mouth while the beaters, The Weasley twins, took turns fucking his ass.
Harry loved the feeling of one pulling all the way out just before the other pushed all the way in. He couldn't contain the moans that fell from his otherwise occupied mouth. He groaned happily when he felt the twins filling his ass. His groan seemed to be the last straw for the keeper. Harry swallowed happily around the twitching piece of meat in his mouth. He just loved the taste of cum.
Oliver pulled out of the attentive mouth with a small groan. “Well boys, relaxing time is over, time to show Slytherin what we’re made of!” Oliver was met with cheers as the boys finished dressing after fucking their seeker. Oliver watched as the twins forced a magic butt plug into their slut who just moaned at the intrusion.
Harry groaned, he hated it when Oliver refused to let him cum before a game, it was only when they played Slytherin, Oliver said it made him play better. The plug in his ass was something the twins had thought of a few games ago. One of them would control it while they played, every time the other team had enough time to make a point they would command it up a level. One game it had been practically fucking him on his broom. Through all this their Keeper and Captain would have the cock ring choking his dick, keeping him from the release he would later beg for.
The black haired savior grunted as his hole was filled with the hard object. He knew the twins would use a spell to keep it in him, letting them steal his clothes so the only thing he had to wear was his uniform robes. They had a charm on them so that only those who had fucked him could see that he wasn’t wearing anything under them. The twins had also given out prank glasses that would allow those who could see through the charm to see the enchanted plug fuck him throughout the game.
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Time Skip since I’m horrible with Quidditch scenes, if someone else wants to write it your welcome to, just send me the scene and if I like it I will add it to the story credit going where it deserves of course.
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Harry was whimpering when the game finally ended. The twins had been merciless with their toy. He had been fucked nearly the whole game and he was just desperate for release. The plug was still fucking his abused ass as the guys on the team entered their locker room, they were smirking as harry stripped off the robes that had covered him and fell to his hands and knees, moaning as the plug fucked him harder and faster than before.
“Look at our little whore,” Oliver purred, stripping his uniform off smiling as the others did the same. “He’s practically begging for someone to fuck his pretty mouth.”
The others smirked and surrounded the whining boy. Harry had fallen forward while they were getting ready for him. His head rested on his arms with his ass in the air, exposing the abused hole still being fucked hard by the unrelenting toy. The twin grinned, one of them turning the toy off while the other pulled it out as roughly as possible only to force it all the way back in, chuckling at the strangled scream that came from their sluts’ mouth.
“Ahhhhh, please please please,” was all Harry could say as he was fucked by the toy that had started buzzing again, at a higher setting then before.
“And that’s not even its highest level,” one of them said, Harry thought it might have been Fred.
The guys on the team smirked and chuckled pawing at their straining erections. Harry wished they would fuck him already but he knew it would be awhile. They had lost the game, Harry had been able to catch the snitch but they still lost by ten points. Any time they lost Harry became the property of the winning team, meaning they owned him until breakfast the next day. Now Harry had to wait until the Slytherin’s came for him.
“It’s a pity that the Slytherins get to play with him tonight.” Oliver said with a growl, getting closer to covering the pale young body with his cream. “I had such plans for him if we had won,” the keeper groaned and spilled over the moaning and twitching boy. “But it would seem that he will have to wait for his release.” It only took a few minutes before the eleven year old boy to be covered in cum. The boys smirked and Harry groaned when a ringing started sounding through the locker room telling them that everyone was gone from the pitch and the Slytherin’s where calling for their new toy.
“Well Harry, time for you to go please the snakes,” Oliver said as Harry stood on shaking legs. His green eyes glazed over and his body and hair covered in white liquid, the Slytherin’s loved seeing him filthy and wanting. Harry whimpered as he walked shakily out onto the pitch, the Slytherin locker room was on the other side of the pitch and they loved forcing him to walk naked across the pitch. They would love it if he was forced to go through Hogwarts naked and open to their advances.
Harry whined when he was instantly tied up when he entered the locker room. His legs where spread and he was forced on his knees, his arms where behind his back tied elbow to wrist. He looked up and saw the smirking faces of the male Quidditch players looking down at him.
“Well fellas looks like we get our own little Gryffinwhore for the night.” Marcus Flint said before shoving his cock into the saviors whimpering mouth.
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