Date: Sun, 6 Jul 2003 00:11:44 -0700 (PDT)
From: Looky Here <thewriter12002@yahoo.com>
Subject: Story Submission Harry Potters a spy part 3

The usual disclaimers.  The Harry Potter Series, along with all characters
events described in the series are the property of Warner Brothers and
J.K. Rowling.  Any events expressed in this story herein are pure fantasy,
and any similarities between the characters stated above and the characters
in the story is pure coincidence.  The sexuality of these characters is not
relevant, nor is their age because they are mere products of fantasy.  This
story details sexual acts and encounters, so if heterosexual or homosexual
intercourse or acts offend you, do not read any further.  All characters,
regardless of how they are portrayed in the story, are over the age of 18.
Again, if it is illegal in your city or state to read stories of this
nature: DO NOT CONTINUE.  You have been warned.

The next few days went by normally at the burrow.  Harry and Ron would
occaisionally find time to get each other off, with a quick suck here or a
jerk there.  They even managed to stuff themselves into a closet so Ron
could jump inside Harry's bum again.  The fact of the matter was, with
school starting soon, everyone was just too busy for them to really focus
on the horniness at hand.

Hermione had found out about Harry's stay at the burrow and sent him an
owl.  Her letter was sweet with the usual how are you's and I miss you's.
This got Ron upset a great deal, and Harry tried to hide his amusement with
the situation.

" I can't believe she hasn't talked to me since that day!"  Ron was turning
red.  "Its not like I stuck her without her permission, I was just caught
up in the moment."

Harry couldn't help it and busted out with a fit of laughter.  He couldn't
help himself, it had been days and Ron had gone on and on about Hermione.
Harry knew from the get go that Ron had the secret hots for Hermione, even
his his fiery headed friend wouldn't admit it.  Ron became quickly
frustrated with Harry's laughter and stormed out of the room.  Harry
strolled slowy after him, still slightly giggling and reached for the door
knob, but it wouldn't turn.  Harry tried a spell, but it wouldn't budge.
"That bastard!" Harry layed down on Ron's bed and thought more about his
friend's outburst.  He again began to laugh.  He thought about Ron abusing
Hermione's mouth while she mumbled in protest and he began to laugh harder.

Speaking of harder, Harry's dick was becoming straight awake.  Thinking
about Ron face fucking Hermione, himself giving it to Ginny while Ron shot
a load on her face.  It had been a great summer, though it had just begun.
Harry pulled down his shorts and slowly wanked himself.  He looked around
the room at all of Ron's things, closed his eyes and thought about the
start of school.  He was looking forward to seeing who was involved in this
"Sexual revolution" Ron was telling him about.  Harry thought about eating
out Cho, maybe in the changing room on the Quidditch Pitch.  Or maybe even
Hermione once or twice.  Harry sort of fancied Hermione, and she always had
a great ass.

Then his mind drifted elsewhere.  What boys were getting into what he and
Ron were getting into?  Would he stumble into the dormitory one night to
see Neville sloppily sucking the dick of Sheamus?  Or see the rocking of
Ron's bed while Dean gave it to him?  And what about Draco?  Would he be
sexually ordering around those oafs, Crabbe and Goyle?  Who's pants has he
been getting into lately.  Harry sped up a bit at the thought of him
plunging that git Draco.  Making him sorry for all the times he had fired
Harry up.

Harry laid back and jerked at a steady pace now.  His hips slightly
gyrated, and he began to softly moan.

"Harry, Sam wanted to..." Ron trailed off as he entered the door with Sam.
Same was going to be a second year at Hogwarts.  He rather admired Harry,
and Harry liked him a lot for not being as nosy as everyone else about his
scar, his past, and his parents.  Now, he was looking straight at Harry,
dick in hand, jaw about to hit the floor.  Ron smirked when he saw Harry
stuffing himself back into his shorts.  "Can't go ten minutes can you?"
Ron was mocking him, his revenge for the laughter earler.  Harry expected 5
more second years to trapse through the door and see the amazing Harry
Potter with his cock throbbing in his shorts.

Ron shut the door behind the two and sealed it with a spell.  Without
saying a word to Sam, he wandered over to Harry and removed his cock from
his shorts.  He quickly swallowed it and Sam was just gaping at them.
Ron's head bobbed up and down while Harry looked Sam straight in the eye
with an immense look of pleasure on his face.  Harry gazed down to Sam's
cock, and Sam gazed down also.  Sam had unknowlingly grown himself.  His
cock tented out his soccer shorts and was begging for release.  He quickly
reached down and covered it, rubbing its head with his palm.  Harry reached
for his wand and pointed it at Sam.  "Somcones Maximus!" Suddenly all of
Sam's clothes were ripped from him and his hands forced to his sides.  He
was standing there, 4 inches pointing in the air, watching a GUY suck his
idol's dick.  "That spell," Harry gasped, "Will keep your arms at your side
until you cum.  Blastarus Calfico.  And now that Ron's pants are down, you
have the means by which to do so.  Sam gazed to Ron's butt, and to his own
cock.  He looked around the room for something else to get him off, but
besides Harry, who was rather occupied, there was only Ron's bum.

Sam walked towards Ron's ass and shoved inside him all at once.  He began
right off by screwing Ron as hard as possible.  Ron winced and put more
suction on Harry's cock, but didn't refuse the intruder one bit.

Sam pulsed in and out and Harry lifted his spell, but Sam did not remove
himself.  Instead he placed his hands firmly on Ron's hips and began to
buck harder.  Having only had Harry's cock in him, Ron's bum was still
extremely tight and it swallowed Sam's cock all the way up to his balls.
The harder Sam pushed, the harder Ron sucked on Harry and the faster Harry
bucked his hips.  Sam wasn't going to last much longer.  Sweating, he
bucked as hard as possible, burrying himself in Ron.  Ron gave Harry's cock
a furious lick and Sam and Harry came in both of Ron's love holes.  Ron
greedily swallowed Harry's cum as his as absorbed Sam's.

Sam pulled out and dribbles of his first year cum dripped down the crack of
Ron's ass, while streams of Harry's recently departed semen dripped down
the corners of Ron's moutn.  Ron finished swallowing and quickly exclaimed
"wicked."  Sam fell to the bed without bothering to pull his pants up.  The
three naked boys laid next to each other and quickly fell asleep from their
activites.



"Well isn't this a sight?" Draco sneered.  "Potty and Weasel taking
advantage of one of Hogwarts younger, more impressionable students."Harry
woke up with a start and gazed around the room.  Draco was not there, and
his love buddies were still lying next to him fast asleep.  The dream of
Draco left Harry's scar prickling a bit.  Why had he dreamed of his worst
enemy finding out about his affairs.  Harry was almost sure that Malfoy was
getting some form of satisfaction from his two oafs, Crabbe and Goyle.
There was no way the demanding little twit could ever lay his hands on a
woman.  He was just a little prick.  But why was he invading Harry's
dreams?



The remaining weeks of the summer were a blur.  Sam would frequently visit
the burrow for some fun with his buddies.  The odd thing was that he had no
problem being with Harry alone, but was only with Ron when the three of
them were together.  Ginny also had no probelm flying solo with Harry, but
would not engage with Sam without his company.  Harry felt admired, and it
was a good thing, but he did not want to be the cause of any controversy,
so he tired to stick to the group as much as possible.

Harry might estimate that someone else got him off about 4 times a day,
while he was taking care of that 2 or 3 times a day by himself.  His sexual
appetite was unmovable.  He was always ready for more, as well as his
companions, so it made for a quick, pleasurable summer.  None of them could
believe it when it was time to pack trunks and head to Hogwarts.  Ron's mum
had taken care of getting their school supplies and they headed to platform
9 and 3/4 looking forward to the coming year.

Harry and Ron spotted Hermione on the platform and she waved, but Ron would
swear it was only to Harry.  As she approached them, she made no eye
contact with Ron, but greeted Harry with a humongous hug.  Ron walked
toward Fred and George, not wanting to feel like a heel in Hermione's
conversation with Harry.

"You might want to talk to him eventually, Hermione," Harry pleaded.  "He's
not taking the seperation very well."

"Well if you knew how he treated me, the vile boy, you'd be on the same
terms with him," she retorted.

"I do know how he treated you, Hermione.  I was right outside the window
watching."As they waited for the train, Harry recounted to Hermione
everything that had happened over the summer.  He told of his escape from
Pivet Drive, his accidental spy session on her and Ron, his sexual
escapades with two Weaseley's and Sam.  Hermione seemed to have formed a
new found twinkle in her eye.  She listened closely to everything Harry
explained.  At times giggling, at times curious, but mostly, extremely hot.
With every word Harry spoke, she inched closer to him.  He did not seem to
mind, instead he talked lower, begging her toward him to hear his inaudible
whispers.  She could feel his hot breath on her ear and neck, and she was
ready to be spend the night in his dorm.

The train arrived and Harry, Ron, and Hermione sat in an empty car.
Hermione began a cheery conversation with the youngest Weasley son, and Ron
seemed to be relieved.  They chattered the whole way to Hogwarts about the
summer, not once mentioning any of their explorations.

After a while, when Hogwarts was in sight, Sam joined them and plopped down
next to Harry, putting his head on his shoulder.  Hermione let out a
bashful grin and run slightly adjusted himself.  The train ceased, and the
students headed into the castle for the usual rituals of the first night.

The sorting was uneventful other than the introduction of first year, Chris
Chang.  Chris was the younger brother of Cho Chang, whom Harry had fancied
since his beginnings at the school.  The feast was, as usual, immaculate.
The food was plentiful, and as some students left the Great Hall for their
dorms, Harry and Ron were completely stuffed.

" I couldn't fit another drop of pumpkin juice down my throat," Ron almost
gasped.  Harry leaned in close and whispered, "I have some juice for your
throat, so you better make room."

Harry and Ron headed toward the Gryffindor common room and saw Hermione and
Sam chatting by the fire with Chris Chang.  As they entered, Chris stood up
and made his way over to Harry and Ron.  He reached out his hand to Harry,
greeting him with a quick "I'm Chris."

"Pleased to meet you Chris, I'm Harry, and this is---""I know you are
Harry.  You are Harry Potter, you are the boy ---""The boy that survived
Voldemort.  Yes I know."  Harry was getting slightly agitated wit his
constant reminder of his childhood.

"Yes, yes," Chris responded, "I know that.  What I was going to say was,
you are the boy my sister has a crush on."Harry melted at these words.  He
had fallen for Cho since he first laid eyes on her, and now to hear her
little brother say she had a crush on him.  He was immediately extatic.
Harry slightly blushed and Ron rolled his eyes slowly.

"Well, pleased to meet you Chris," Harry said as he messed up the first
years hair.  He, Ron, and Chris headed back toward Hermione and Sam who
were laughing uncontrollably.  When the three arrived, all laughter haulted
and there was a slightly akward silence.

"So we hear that Cho has a crush on you, Harry.  Are there any plans to
pursue this opportunity?"  Hermione was really asking for it.  Harry could
have crawled into a hole as Ron, Sam, Hermione and worst of all Chris
glared up at him, awaiting the answer.

"Err, umm, I mean, we'll see."  Harry was safe, almost not being able to
spit it out.

"Harry I'm heading to the dorms to unpack.  Want to join me?"  Ron hinted
to Harry with the protrusion of his tonge near his upper lip.  Harry was
keen to follow his lead and Chris followed them into the dormitory.

"The first years dormitory is under repair, I get to sleep with you guys
for a couple weeks!" Chris seemed excited at this fact.  Harry wasn't sure
if he saw him as a big brother because of his sister's admiration toward
Harry.  Harry knew that Cho's older brother and sister had been slain by
Voldemort.  It was only her and Chris, and Chris had no male role model to
look up to.  His father and mother had seperated from the stress of the
family death.  Harry welcomed this "burden" and was happy to realize that
his bed was between that of Ron and Chris.

Harry unpacked his trunk and faked a yawn.  He Ron and Chris were the only
ones left in the dormitory not snoring.  Harry changed his clothes, blew
out his lantern and bid Chris and Ron goodnight.  Chris and Ron turned in
direclty after.  15 minutes passed unti Harry felt another body get in his
bed.  Ron had crawled up Harry's body, slowly licking his bare nipples.  He
then reached Harry's mouth and kissed him.

What was that?  He and Ron had not kissed before.  Kissing was for being in
love, not getting off.  As Ron slinked down Harry's body toward his cock.
Harry let the thought slide from his mind as soft fingers surrounded his
cock.  He slightly moaned.

"Harry, wait for me!"  He heard Ron's voice across the room.  He quickly
grabbed his wand and shouted "LUMOS."  A beam of light surrounded the tip
of the wand, and Harry gazed down to see his cock being licked by Chris
Chang.


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