Date: Thu, 13 Mar 2014 16:30:56 +0000
From: Alex Carter <alexjamiecarter@gmail.com>
Subject: Hogwarts - Chapter 1 : Alone at Last

Disclaimer: Harry Potter is the property of J.K Rowling. Copyright belongs
to J.K Rowling and Bloomsbury Publishing.

This is my first ever story. I hope you enjoy. I have always wanted to
write one. If you like it please email, especially if you have any
suggestions about what should happen next. AlexJamieCarter@gmail.com
Thanks. - Alex.


Chapter 1 – Alone at Last


Harry lay in his four poster bed at Hogwarts. The Easter holidays started
the next morning. Harry found himself looking forward to having a week off
from his classes. He was dying to be relax and get away from the day to day
stresses of being Harry Potter – The Boy Who Lived. Most of his fellow
students would be returning home for the holidays, Ron of course had
invited Harry to come home with him but Harry declined. He wanted some time
to himself and someone had to keep Hermione company. She was staying at
Hogwarts as well because she wanted to use the time to study for her exams
even though they did not take place until June – typical Hermione.


It was a very hot night for March. Harry turned tossed and turned in his
bed but he was too hot to sleep, Ron's snoring from the next bed over was
not helping either. Harry smiled to himself, soon he would have the entire
dorm to himself, he eventually drifted off to sleep thinking about his
upcoming week.  Harry was startled awake by the sound of Ron's laughter. He
realised he must have stripped off his pajamas at some point during the
night as he was lying on his front in only his tight black boxers. The
Sunlight was streaming in through the open window, a beam of light
illuminated Harry's face.


"Nice undies mate!" Ron yelled with a cheeky smirk as he turned and walked
towards the bathroom.  Harry groaned and tried to wake himself up a bit
more. He didn't have to get up today but he wanted to spend some time with
Ron. He wouldn't see his best friend again for a whole week. They hadn't
spend so much as a day apart since the term started and as much as Harry
was longing for some time to himself, he knew that he would miss his best
friend terribly. Harry stared at Ron's ass as he walked away from his
bed. It was so round and perfect and has been the heavily involved in some
of his most secret fantasies. He knew he had strong feelings for Ron –
he had for some time. He wasn't denying them anymore. He was looking
forward to not having to hide glances or worry about Ron noticing any of
his odd behavior. It was exhausting to be "straight" all the time,
especially around someone you find so hot. Harry had a strong suspicion
that Hermione knew about his true feelings for Ron. Harry didn't know much
about Gay people in the Wizarding world, it was a subject that was never
really talked about. However, Hermione had been raised in the muggle world,
like him, where it was much more of a big deal. Enough is Enough, Harry
thought. No over thinking or worrying about any of this for at least a
week.


Harry got out of bed and looked down at his boxers which now had a massive
tent in them. He was very glad that everyone else had left already. He knew
he shouldn't have let himself think about Ron's ass for so long. If only
Ron knew what his ass did to him, along with his nice muscular arms and his
strong stocky frame....Harry quickly shook off that train of thought - it
was not helping. He picked up a pair of jeans from the floor and quickly
shoved himself into them. His erection pressed again the fabric and it was
not comfortable. He pulled on a baggy tee and tried to hide it.


 He walked into the bathroom and found Ron standing at the urinal. Harry's
dick throbbed in his trousers.


"Morning" Harry chirped as he walked to the sink.


Harry smiled at Ron trying to keep his face neutral and not think about how
close Ron's exposed cock was.  God, I'd love to get a glimpse of it hard,
Harry allowed himself a moment to think about it.


"You sure I cant convince you to come with me? You know mum would love to
have you! She'd make such a fuss" Ron laughed as he pictured the scene in
his mind.


"Nah, I know. I've made up my mind. I've got a whole week of doing nothing
and lazing about planned and it's long overdue" answered Harry.


Harry and Ron left the room together and joined up with Hermione in the
common room downstairs.  They talked for a while but eventually Ron had to
go. They both gave him a hug and they said Goodbye.  After Ron left Harry
and Hermione sat in together for a while talking about the the things they
wanted to do while they were off. Hermione gave a very detailed breakdown
of all the studying she wanted to do in minute detail. It was like work
just to listen to it. . Harry excused himself after a while and went back
up to the dorm. It was weird having no one about. He was so used to the
room being busy and noisy, full of teenage men. He lay down on his bed and
let his mind wander.


He thought about how he woke up this morning with his ass presented to
Ron. It turned him on to think of Ron staring at his ass. He knew Ron would
never look at him in that way but right now that didn't matter. He began to
think about Ron's cute bubble butt in his tight pajamas and how much he
would love to pull those pajamas down and hold that fine ass in his
hands. Soon Harry's cock was harder than a rock in his jeans.


 He undid the top bottom and unzipped the fly. He was about to get it over
with when he remembered that he was alone. No one would be coming in. This
didn't need to be a rushed job. He could take his time and do this
properly. Harry removed his top, no longer was he the skinny boy that
arrived at Hogwarts four and a half years ago. He had muscles that
developed thanks to long hours playing Quidditch. He had a hard stomach and
the outline of a six-pac that was still forming, however he did have the
very desirable V leading down to his more private areas. Harry took of his
boxers and jeans in one quick swoop. He lay on his bed, naked as they day
he was born. A treasure trail of black hair leading to his thick cock that
was standing straight up.


 Harry was pleased with his development in that area. He knew he was big
compared so some of the other guys he saw in the showers. His 9" penis was
leeking precum, he rubbed his thumb over the slit and then put it into his
mouth. It was sweet.  If there was a Bertie Bott's every flavour bean for
precum, harry couldn't find it – and he may have tried. Harry's balls
were low hanging and large with a dusting of black hairs covering them. His
pubes were trimmed neatly.


 Harry made a fist around his cock and started jerking with one hand, his
other rubbing up and down his body, occasionally rubbing his nipples or
playing with his balls.. Ron was still occupying his mind. He was imagining
sucking Ron's hard thick cock, picturing himself on his knees in front of
him and he was loving giving Ron so much pleasure even if it was only in
his head. Harry could feel himself getting close after all he hadn't been
able to do this in over a week. While imagining Ron shooting his load into
his waiting mouth, Harry actually shot all over himself. At least 7
powerful shots of cum landed on Harry. His stomach, his shoulders and he
got one on his face and some even went over his head. The last dribbled out
his already softening dick and onto his hand. He took his hand to his mouth
and licked it off.


"If only it was Ron's and not mine" he said to the empty room.


Harry grabbed his wand and cast a cleaning spell. One all the boys his age
were thankful for. He lay still naked on his bed, his cock now soft
twitched a little. Yep. He thought to himself. This is definitely going to
be a very good week...


 To be continued...


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