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Today, Tomorrow and the Day After	By : xDAISUKIx Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 20830 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Not mine. All canon Harry Potter plots and characters belong to JKR. I just like them doing things they really shoudn't. I do not make any profit whatsoever writing this.

Chapter List
- 1-Today, Tomorrow and the Day After
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My first full on smut scene! Enjoy~

Harry growled while stalking down the stairs, the socks Dobby had made for him were damn itchy and though he had been unable to reject them at the time, he was now seriously regretting it.

Dobby and his big watery eyes.

The Boy-Who-Bloody-Well-Didn’t-Die sighed.

The Yule Ball had not gone well at all. Ron and Hermione had gone off and had a spat together, though Harry knew that secretly they fancied the pants off one another. Harry also wasn't thick enough to not realize that Hermione had purposely prettied herself up (not to mention apply unhealthy amounts of Sleekeazy’s Hair potion on her unmanageable bushy hair) to make him jealous, though Ron was such a numbskull he‘d probably never realize. Snape and the Headmaster of Durmstrang whispering together as thick as thieves and bloody Parvati and her sister had run off into the mist, though, Harry admitted, he hadn’t been very concerned at the time.

The Savior sat down on the cold corridor floor, took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes. Harry tried to, in vain, push the image of Hagrid tragically confessing his childhood to Madame Maxime only to have her (who just had to have some giant blood in her, though she called herself big-boned) turn on him with a voice of steel and ice.

With a groan, Harry cracked one eye open and trudged back to the boy’s dorm. The Fat Lady and her friend Vi were snoozing in the picture over the portrait hole. Harry had to shout “Fairy Lights!” before he could wake them up and when he did, they were extremely crabby. He climbed into the common room only to find that Ron and Hermione were having a blazing row, each scarlet in the face. He sighed, briskly moved to his quarters, drew the curtains and threw up a silencing charm -to drown out the furious screaming in the common room.

Colin Creevey placed his foot around the corner, stopping abruptly when he spied Potter rubbing his eyes on the stone floor and backtracked, only for his younger brother, Dennis Creevey, to spill his armful of sweet things he’d grabbed from the table at dessert.

“Ow-” Colin dashed forward and put a finger on his brother’s soft lips.

“Shh” He whispered, nodding his head towards the side, blonde locks falling into his eyes.

Dennis poked his disheveled self around the corner, only to get an eyeful of Harry, leaning against the wall with his eyes shut, hair mussed up, mouth slightly open and the moonlight seeping through the small window high above glorifying his features. Dennis shuddered and opened his lips to say something to Colin but he was pulled back around the corner by his brother, who had a gleam in his eye, and Dennis shut his mouth.

“What do we do now?” Dennis whispered, brushing his hair behind his ear and looking up at his brother.

“We wait-” Colin smirked, put a hand on his camera and continued“-and follow”

In sync, they moistened their lips in nervousness.

Dennis glanced at the floor and noticed a fallen cookie. Colin noticed too and helped Dennis pick up the scattered treats which had fallen with barely a sound and began to chew on one thoughtfully, Dennis mirrored his brother, playing with strands of his hair. A groan sounded from around the corner, echoed off the stone walls erotically and both siblings shivered, it wasn’t from the cold. Shuffling robes could be heard from the other side of the corner and both boys stood up, brushing the crumbs of their robes.

“Time to follow” Colin grinned.

The brothers watched Harry disappear around the corner and they quietly trailed him from behind. Dennis, who felt a sudden bout of nervousness, pinched Colin’s robe, causing his elder brother to stop mid-step.

“What?” Colin asked, impatient to follow his crush.

Dennis stuttered and bit his lip. “W-wh-what are we gonna do when we get there?”

Colin angled his head at a 40 degree angle, blonde curls falling across his eyelashes.

“Why, give him his Christmas present."

Colin groaned, he had hoped that his senior would have gone somewhere fun to ambush, like the bathrooms for example- but he hadn’t, going straight to Gryffindor Tower, plunking himself down onto his bed and drawing the curtains. The siblings had only just been able to move out of the way when a flying projectile (A chocolate frog, he believed) was hurled their way. Colin scowled at Ron, He is so dense, even my brother knows that those to are head over heels in love with each other. Colin shook his head sadly, Poor Hermione.

“Lets go to our room”

Dennis, who was next to him, pouted in disappointment. Suddenly, he got a brilliant idea. Colin had to tilt his head to hear him. “We wait until morning and then we…..........and....take-”

Harry was floating in mist, his mind bathed in white light. Harry moaned and thrashed in his sleep. Hadn’t had a wet dream in a while. His unconscious mind mused as he felt smooth hands glide down his body, stopping to massage his nipples before moving onto the lightly muscled planes of his stomach. Harry gasped when he finally felt the hand start its painfully slow journey to where he needed it most, only to bypass Harry’s now straining manhood in favor of his thighs.

A moment later something hot and wet slowly enveloped his balls and Harry’s cock immediately hardened till it nearly touched his stomach. A steady hand stroked his inflamed skin and Harry moaned, lips parting slightly, hips thrusting erratically to get more of that delicious friction. Invisible hands gripped his hips and held them down. Harry whimpered. A cool hand smoothed his brow while fiery digits gripped Harry’s dick and moved antagonizingly up down up down up down- Slowly.

Fuck! Dreams aren’t supposed to be so bloody torturous!

Harry groaned in pleasure when the wet heat moved away from his balls and licked his leaking pre-cum, fingers playing with his sack.

“a-AHH” He let out a long, breathy moan when he felt a tongue working further down his shaft, following the raised and sensitive vein on the underside till he tried to buck violently.

“Pl-please-PLEASE-”

Harry would’ve been ashamed of how lewd he sounded, but right now, he couldn’t care less, his entire being focused on the tongue licking a blazing trail down his shaft and the lips that squeezed and-

“-deeper! PLEASE!”

Harry couldn’t take it he was so- so close! Moving his arms, grabbed the space near his throbbing erection and was not surprised to feel soft curls under his hands, namely because, right now, all he wanted to do was shove his cock up this orifice and fuck the living daylights out of it. He bucked, moving his slick cock in and out of the mind boggling tightness before pushing the mass of curls down onto his aching length and reveling in the feel of being deep throated. A gagging sound reached Harry’s ears just before he felt a tightening in his balls and screamed as thick cum shot out in thick ropes and, by the sensation he felt, swallowed.

Merlin, that was bloody fantastic! Harry enthused just before his mind slipped into post-orgasmic bliss and briefly wondered about the realness of his dream, not that he was complaining.

Just as he was about to drift off into dreamland again, tentative fingers trailed down the underside of Harry’s manhood and wet, sloppy kisses littered the inside of his thigh. A small moan escaped from Harry’s mouth and his cock stood up and declared itself ready for another round. This time, Harry came to, groggily and with unfocused eyes. Harry expected the wonderful sensations to end when he woke but was pleasantly surprised to feel an open mouthed kiss on the head of his cock. Squinting his eyes and reaching for his glasses, he was left open mouthed when he observed the scene.

Colin Creevey was devoid of all clothing, blond curls mussed, pert behind in the air, luscious lips still leaking cum over his younger brother’s still-hard prick and furiously fisting himself until he came with a cry- all over his brothers arse.

On Harry’s bed.

Dennis Creevey was straddling the Savior, hands groping Harry’s balls, cum splattered all over his backside, lips wrapped around his ever-hardening cock and his own weeping erection left unattended.

On Harry’s bed.

“Harry” Dennis panted, lips open slightly, eyelashes low over his passion filled eyes; his body sleek and covered in droplets of sweat.

The Boy-Who-Lived whimpered when the younger brother swiped his hot tongue over the tip of Harry’s dick; all the while staring at him with lust darkened eyes and lips curled devilishly. Dennis’s hand moved off his balls and Harry groaned from the lack of feeling. Just a quick as he had groaned, Dennis had placed his fingers on Harry’s length and started moving his hand in tandem with his tongue, eliciting mewls from the Savior’s mouth. Harry’s brain was overloaded with the sensations he was feeling and when Dennis rubbed the underside of his tongue on the sensitive spot below Harry’s head. Harry’s vision exploded. He grabbed Dennis by the hair and roughly fucked his mouth, reveling in the feel of Dennis’s silky smooth tongue.

Colin, who had been slumped down on the covers, letting his load finish, got up with a cry and pulled Dennis away from Harry’s cock by the shoulders. With a mad glint in his eyes he swooped down, melded his body onto Harry’s and whispered seductively in his ear.

“Now the real fun begins”

Colin smothered his finger with strawberry-flavored lube and licked his finger, watching in satisfaction when Harry’s prick twitched in response. Bending over Dennis his swirled one finger around the pink pucker and slowly pushed in. Dennis moaned in ecstasy.

As quick as a flash, Harry got up from his reclining position and grabbing his dick, he swirled the leaking tip on Dennis’s cherry lips. Without being told, Dennis took all six inches of Harry’s cock and swallowed. Harry gasped at the feeling, slowly rocking his hips forward so that Dennis would have room to breathe. Dennis choked, Colin had pushed two fingers into his entrance and was slowly crooking his finger and pressing on Dennis’s prostate. Dennis moaned around Harry’s length, unwittingly allowing Harry to push more of his throbbing prick into Dennis‘s small, tight, wet heat.

Harry dug his finger into Dennis’s soft curls. Dennis moaned louder, Colin had pushed four fingers into him and was continually hitting Dennis’s bundle of nerves. Colin himself was desperately jerking himself at the site of his younger sibling inhaling Potter’s dick, something Colin had ached to do ever since he set eyes on the Savior. He ran his fingers lightly over his tip, pulling down the foreskin and imagining Harry roughly fucking him into the mattress. He moaned. He crushed his balls within his hand, it wasn’t enough, he slapped himself and pleasure washed over him. Grabbing Dennis’s pert globes he spanked him, coloring his arse a lovely shade of red.

Slap! slap! slap! slap!

Dennis was moaning, he couldn’t stop, the sensations his brother were giving him was making him hang painfully near climax. He tried to grind his erection onto the mattress but Harry pulled him up by the hair and pressed butterfly kisses all over his neck; making Dennis shudder and close his eyes. Harry stopped. Dennis opened his eyes to see Harry’s bright green orbs boring holes into his body, or namely his painfully needy shaft. Harry chuckled and crushed his lips against Dennis’s soft, pink lips. Dennis moaned into Harry’s dominating mouth and wrapped his hands around Harry’s waist as he tasted, licked and danced with Dennis’s pink tongue. Dennis moaned into Harry’s mouth when he felt rough, calloused fingers stroke his erection. In three rough pulls he came, mewling into Harry’s mouth. The Boy-Who-Lived withdrew his mouth from the wonderful sensation that was Dennis’s mouth and watched as a thin line of saliva hung from the corner of Dennis mouth to his. Colin grabbed his own prick and shoved himself into Dennis, watching as Dennis’s hole swallowed each inch of him. He thrust into Dennis the way he knew he liked it, fast and rough. in out in out in out in out-

Colin cried out, Harry had, without warning, pushed two lubed fingers into his hole. Harry watched as Colin’s hole swallowed him eagerly and he fisted himself twice in rapid succession. Not bothering to lube Colin up anymore, he rubbed the head of his cock onto his pink pucker. Colin sobbed; he wanted it, he wanted it so fucking bad.

“Ha-harry!-” He gasped as Dennis thrust back onto his prick. “p-please! FUCK ME!”

Harry, who had been about to shove his own dick in, paused. This would be so much more entertaining if I tortured Colin a little.

Harry gasped and his eyes rolled up to show the whites when Colin had thrust hard into Dennis and then suddenly pushed himself back onto Harry’s cock.

“Oh no you don’t, you little minx” Harry growled and rutted against the crease between Colin’s butt cheeks. Teasingly, he’d occasionally prod at Colin’s back entrance while sucking the delicate skin above his jugular, hard.

“Fuck! FUCK! -I want you so bad-please! IN ME!”

Harry growled like an animal and thrust himself into Colin. Watching as first his red weeping head was swallowed and then as his whole length until Colin’s pale arse was resting against Harry’s pubes. Harry withdrew again, paused and then roughly ground his erection back into the older brother.

“Hahn ahn! Harry, yes! YES!” Colin screamed, Dennis was pushing back onto Colin until he was resting balls deep and Harry was pressing against his prostate every thrust. Colin couldn’t handle it anymore and soon the intensity overtook his mind and he was breathing in small pants and gasps as his cum shot out in furious streams and Dennis’s greedy hole sucked it all in.

Dennis mewled, “ah-ahn! So hot-more! CUM MORE!” Harry felt Colin’s arse grip him tightly and he closed his eyes and just thrust and thrust and thrust until he came with a shout, his member swelling painfully and spilling his seed into Colin’s channel. Colin shut his eyes and basked in the hot cum flowing into his sore channel and heating up his insides. All three of them collapsed on top of each other, letting the afterglow of climax take over their minds, for the moment.

“So….” Harry blushed, his actions catching up to him “What was that?”

Colin grinned, propping himself up with an elbow. “Besides being awesome, you mean?”

“I wanna do it again!” Dennis enthused.

Harry rolled over to the side and rested his eyes over his two perfect angels. Both looking debauched with bruised backsides, swollen lips and cum dripping out of their arses. Harry swished his hand in a quick scourgify.

“Hmmm….I wouldn’t mind doing this again” Dennis grinned and pulled Harry in for a snuggle, which, Harry allowed.

Click!

Harry and Dennis both looked up startled. Colin held up his camera proudly. “Blackmail material, if you don’t fuck us into the mattress tomorrow, and the day after and the day after that and….”

Please forgive the my horrendous author's notes from before. They actually make me want to kill myself. If curious, head over to 'Dark Knight' and read any of the author's notes after the first chapter. Then you will want to kill yourself too. No joke.
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