Date: Wed, 13 May 2015 18:38:41 +0100
From: James Sorenza <jsstories@hotmail.com>
Subject: Harry Potter 1

DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the characters used in this slash
fiction. This is a work of pure fiction and bares no resemblance to the
events of the movie Harry Potter, the lives of the characters or
actors. All ownership goes to the rightful copyright owners.

Harry lay on his bed with his back against the mattress, legs bent. Hand
wrapped around his throbbing cock.

At a hefty 7" he could only just wrap his fingers around it. His
tennis-sized balls were lightly-haired and bobbing up and down slapping
against the top of his plump ass cheeks.

This was his favourite thing to do when he was alone in the dorm.

His hand was a flurry as precum saturated his hand sometimes flying on to
his body, face and lips. Sneaky licks lapped it up, huffing and puffing
with moans escaping his mouth. The spell he cast half an hour ago blocked
any noise coming from his curtained four-poster, he could be as noisy as he
wanted.

But Harry liked to keep his rumbles low and deep.



The moment of no return was boiling closer and closer to the edge. He'd
accumulated so much precum it was sloshing over his hands and pooling down
to the duvet

he was lying on, mixing with his sweat his bed was a mess. As he got closer
to cumming, with his free hand, he slid his wand to his twitching hole.

Pushing past his tight ring he started feeling the magic coming from the
enchanted wood flowing, vibrating, putting pressure on his prostate.

Faster and faster he fucked himself, the ridiculously lubed up cock in his
hand was hard to see as his hand was going as fast and humanly possible,
his

tongue hanging out his mouth ever so slightly, drooling and getting
splashed with sweat and lashings of precum. Here it was.



He thrust the wand in his hole right up to his prostate, a deep, dark growl
escaped his throat, his cock throbbing painfully it ejaculated torrents of
jizz.

Flying high in to the air, hitting his body, face, mouth with boiling
cup-full sizes of teenage cum. Mouth open wide drinking in the ecstasy,
adrenaline, scent and his thick jizz. Body bucking violently as he thrust
his cock in to his tight hand as much as he could without passing out. This
went on for just mere minutes, drenching his body and bedding in buckets of
cum and sweating profusely.



"Uuuhhhhhhhh". It was almost unnatural how he moaned, so manly and
dark. His breathing started returning normally as his high came to a low,
he was literally covered in cum. His hair matted and soaked, licking his
face quickly to get as much cum in his mouth as possible. Neck, chest,
thighs. All covered in his seed.

He pulled the wand from his hole, spunk racing down to the now empty space,
pooling inside, his fat balls drenched in white spunk, his hand a sticky
mess.

"Holy shit.. that was good" Harry spoke, panting between words, he started
laughing to himself, he loved drenching himself after a long wank.

"Tergeo" escaped Harry's lips, barely, as his messy surroundings now as
clean as a boy's bed could be. Harry fell asleep not long after.



---



The next day Harry and Ron were sat in class, with Snape on teaching duty,
substituting maybe, Harry wasn't paying much attention, still drowsy from
his late night wank.

Ron was sitting fairly close to Harry, his body warmth didn't go
unnoticed. Nor did his smell. It was kind of sweet, a bit sweaty, it made
Harry stir.

The lesson was dragging on, Harry couldn't but help imagine Ron and even
Snape, in dirty, naked poses. The rest of the class had their heads down
writing what was on the board, Snape sitting with his legs up on the desk
as he read the newspaper. It was quiet except for the sound of
scribbling. Even Ron had his head down for once as he struggled to get his
notes in order.



Harry, the previous week, cut an opening in to his robe which he had now
slipped his hand under. He was wearing a pure black
string-jockstrap. Wire-thin string shaped his fat butt while comfortable
fabric contained his sticky wet, but still flaccid cock. As his hand slyly
stroked his cock, he wrote notes, or so he pretended, down with his free
hand.

Ron just couldn't concentrate, he could feel Harry moving. He glanced over
and noticed Harry's hand moving inside his robe, confused he nudged Harry,

"Harry, what are you doing?" he whispered, Harry turned red, smirked

"Sorry, I couldn't help myself"



"Well you better stop and get on with copying down the notes, I'm not
getting into trouble because of you" Ron shot back

Harry slowly pulled his hand out from the opening, visibly wet and dripping
in precum, he wiped it on his robe. Ron scoffed, his cock jumping in his
tight bikini briefs.

Both boys turned back to their books and got on with work.

It couldn't have been 10 minutes later that the boredom got to Harry
again. He sighed deeply, as he moved his hand back to his robe. For the
past 5 minutes he kept noticing Ron sneaking peaks but gave up after 10
minutes when he realised Harry wasn't going to do anything again. But now
Harry once again instigated the sneaky looks and lip licking from Ron.



Harry slipped his hand under his robe, his skimpy jockstrap still
wet. Harry loved how much his cock drooled jizz.

Ron shifted uncomfortably in his seat as he saw Harry again massaging his
cock under his robe. He started getting embarrassed as his own cock started
inflating, unlike Harry, he wasn't wearing a robe. Today he opted for a
shirt, jumper and trousers he was donated from his older brothers. The
trousers were probably a size too small and accentuated his bulge
beautifully. Like the rest of his family, Ron's cock and balls were
oversized, at seven inches flaccid, his balls bigger than base-balls, it
was easy to miss them when he wore baggy clothing or his robe, but today he
didn't expect to be getting turned on by his best friend. Ron wasn't sure
how much longer he could keep sitting there, fully aware that his grey, too
tight trousers, were getting soaked by his now leaking cock.



"Fuck" he whispered to himself. He nudged Harry again but it was
half-arsed.

Harry snapped up to Ron, but realised Ron's pained look was because his
overly sized cock was probably in pain being constrained by his
clothing. Harry just smirked and stuck out his tongue.



Snape was ready to call the class to dismiss but noticed Ron and Harry
mucking about. Ron looking in pain, Harry with a devilish smirk on his
face,

"Ronald Weasley, Harry Potter, what on earth do you think you're playing
at?" Snape bellowed in his constrained English accent.

Both boys instantly stopped what they were doing, pale faces, shot up their
eyes to Snape, stammering.

"You two stay here" Snape calmly yelled "class dismissed"

Everyone quickly collected their belonging then fled the room in an orderly
fashion. Ron and Harry stuck firmly in their seats, cocks flaccid as much
as possible, ghostly white faces, they felt they were going to be sick with
fear.

Snape was stood at his desk, in a waistcoat and cape, tight black trousers,
his trouser-snake pushed to the left. Ron and Harry didn't care about the
bulge as so much as what was going to come to them in the form of
punishment.

"Well, well, well, boys.." Snape walked slowly over to their desk, "why do
I seem to always have a problem with both of you questioning my authority
in my class room with your messing about?"

"Sir, I-I'm sorry, I wasn't.." Ron stammered his face just inches away from
Snape's man-sized mound

"It was all my fault sir, I'm s-sorry.." Harry piped, his hands both on the
desk, his right hand glistening. Snape didn't ignore it.



"Potter.. maybe you could tell me what you two were doing for the past
fifteen minutes?" Snape was staring intently at Harry

"I was just pulling faces, that's all, Ron was trying to concentrate, this
is all me" Harry stared back. Ron was looking intently down as his face was
red, red because his trousers were almost black in the crotch from his
sticky cock.

Snape wasn't amused. He wasn't stupid. He knew the boys were turning each
other on.

He walked over to his desk, stood by the side, he pointed to the front of
his desk. Harry and Ron stood up and walked over, slowly. A death march.

"Drop your trousers, Ron. Harry, remove your robe"

"But sir, I'm.. naked" Harry quietly spoke. Snape just scoffed.

Ron couldn't remove his trousers quick enough, out of fear, of
course. Harry pulled his robe over his head and dropped it to the floor,
only in his tiny jockstrap, his cock was bulged out to the side from the
earlier antics.



Snape's cock started filling with blood. Ron in his tiny skimpy briefs, his
cock bulging obscenely still wet and dripping, Ron started panting quietly
and slowly. Harry in his string-jockstrap, his fat cheeks pushed up and
together, he could feel his hole twitch from the cold air. Snape licked his
lips, sweat started forming on his forehead, armpits, back, all over. He
got hot very quickly.

He moved behind Harry and Ron, out of their view, he gripped his now almost
hard cock, at 10" it grew down his leg on it's way to it's full foot, cum
started pouring out of the inflamed head. The seam on his trousers at his
thigh started stretching to it's limits as it now had to contain not only
his thick thighs, but 5" of thick hot man-cock. He unbuttoned the top of
his shirt, wiping his brow soon after trying to cool down.

"Boys, this isn't the first time I've had to punish you, I think today
you'll experience another kind of punishment.." Snape trailed off in to a
whisper as he reached for his wand. Raising it to the boys bums he thrust
out magic that was almost a fine mist. It caressed Harry's and Ron's
basketball-big derrières.



Ron felt the magic first. It was like cotton-soft hands melting in to his
skin. His ass was on fire, but it wasn't painful. His hole was pulsing like
mad, sweat was breaking out covering his back, racing down to his red
briefs, making them even darker as they soaked up his tasty sweat. His ass
was lightly haired in a fire orange, he felt like he was going to
explode. He wanted nothing more than to reach behind, pull down his
underwear and finger fuck his hole.



It was Harry's turn. Harry couldn't help it as, per usual, he moaned like a
demon in heat. He loved moaning when he chose, and right now was the
perfect moment to be loud. Not that he could help it. His entire body was
full of heat, he wanted to cry the euphoria was so powerful. His cock, like
Ron's, was stood up as far as it could be, harder than steel, it couldn't
have got more wet.



Snape was beyond insane, his cock was at it's full twelve inches, pissing
out precum. The front of his left leg was like a waterfall, his left shoe
was soaked, and there was a clear, thick, sticky puddle forming around
where he stood. He had unbuttoned all of his shirt, rubbing his hairy chest
frivolously, making sure to tweak his sensitive nipples as he roamed. He
eventually stopped teasing himself and moved his hand down to his
zipper. Now free, his trousers fell to his feet, his cock flung free,
whipping precum up in the air, splashing against Harry and Ron's
asses. Soaking in to Ron's already wet briefs and falling down to Harry's
sweaty hole. Both boys moaned uncontrollably.



Snape managed to controll himself. The euphoric mist dissipated in to the
air, and he lowered his wand. Both boys were sweaty and so close to
cumming, they had formed a mess of sloppy jizz down the front of Snape's
desk and the cold, hard stone floor. They were panting like dogs.

"Do you boys promise.. not to make a fool of me from.. now on?" Snape
panted

".. yes sir.." the boys in front of him whined. Snape got his breathing
under control, his cock sticking to the ceiling, his shaft slick, his balls
hanging low and equally in a sticky mess as the floor below him.



Harry collapsed to his knees, unable to keep standing from the torment he
had to endure. He turned his head to face Ron who was still bent over the
desk. He moved his face closer to the, clearly second or third hand briefs
that probably belonged to his brothers at some point. He buried his face in
to the side of Ron, getting his brow even sweatier. Ron whimpered,
"H-H-Harry.." Ron was a mess. He eventually collapsed too, now at the same
level as Harry, he forced a kiss on the 'boy who lived'. It was
electric. The boys turned to face each other, kissing and roaming their
hands over each other, Ron still in his shirt and jumper, it was
questionable how he didn't pass out from over-heating. Harry pulled the
shirt and jumper over Ron's head at the same time to quicken getting his
best friend naked. Pushing their bodies close together, the effects of
Snape's magic were slowly fading, and natural lust had taken over. Their
bodies, slick, were pressed together like glue, their cocks, hard, were
rubbing together heightening their lust for each other.



Snape was in awe as to what he had created. This wasn't his exact plan, he
just wanted to embarrass them in to submission but this way was much, much
sexier. Two teenage boys writhing on the floor making out with their hard
cocks brushing against each other was beyond his wildest dreams. He shucked
off his shoes and trousers, leering over the boys, his cock dripped out cum
in a slow leak, getting caught in a mixture of tongues and lips from the
boys below him. He dragged Harry up by his hair and pushed up him against
his desk, Ron looking sad as his partner was no longer by his mouth.

Harry in the confusion was thrust on his back, his cock was sticking out
from his underwear, cum lashing him in the face from his leaking cock. His
entire body was sweaty. Snape without care, pushed his fat cock up against
Harry's tight hole. Years of fucking himself, Harry was ready.



Snape pushed forward, his bare, hairy chest shining with sweat, his cock
forcing past the ring of Harry Potter, going balls deep. Trying to push in
further.

Ron gripped his now 10" cock. It was pushed way past the band of his
briefs, like a fountain it was leaking a lazy drool of thick spunk. He
scooped a pool of it up in his palm and brought it to his mouth. He loved
how it tasted. He pushed his cock to the side of his briefs and started
wanking the covered shaft. The gap his fat cock made meant his thigh was
getting covered in his slop but he didn't care. He brought his hand to his
ass, pushed past the fabric back and inserted 2 fingers to his tight hairy
hole. He fucked himself with vigour and he wanked his over-sized cock.



Harry was tied up with invisible rope with his arms above his head. Snape
was sneaky in how he cast his magic. Snape was pounding Harry as deep and
hard as he could, his balls so big they could have bruised Harry's ass with
how hard they were beating his cheeks. Jizz was getting sloshed out of
Harry's hole, both Harry and Snape were on the cusp of orgasm.

Ron stood up carefully, his cock head, while uncut, was beyond sensitive,
it was rubbed harshly by his saturated briefs.

He walked up behind Snape, shoved his cock to the front of his briefs, only
the head covered, and forced it up Snape's excessively hairy fat-ass.

Ron couldn't hold back as he fucked Snape's hole, his balls spilling out
each side of his briefs, they pulled up close to his body. His cock
unleashing buckets of cum out of his underwear, so far against Snape's hole
that Ron's cock pushed inside. Ron fell to his knees from the preasure. His
cock still twitching violently spunking all over his body and the cobble
floor. He pushed his face in to Snape's sticky coated ass and ate his own
tangy spunk. His thick tongue forcing its way in Snape's hole.



Snape went over the edge from Ron's tongue on his hole, his cock pushed so
far in to Harry that Harry couldn't control himself any longer and came,
coating his body and face in his syrupy seed. Harry whined, piercing
Snape's ears. Harry's hole tightened to a vice like grip around Snape's
cock. Like Ron and Harry, Snape was uncontrollably firing out jizz like a
volcano. He didn't release himself from Harry's hole, instead deciding to
pump his cum as far as he could. It still poured out though, drowning Ron's
face. Ron was in heaven. Not only was he eating his own jizz, but now an
older man's. His first.



"Tergeo" a couple of voices mimed. In the back of the room stood Ron's
brothers. Identical twins, identical cocks sticking up inside their
trousers.

"You forgot to lock the door, it's lucky we came in the nick of time" they
chimed. Harry, Ron and Snape scrambled to cover up.