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Cormac's Adventures
Prologue
It was Sunday evening and Cormac sat in his chair at the Gryffindor common room when an owl flew in and dropped an envelope in his lap.
Cormac opened the tan envelope, pulling out a brittle parchment with the following message inscribed upon it:
"You have been invited to Harry Potter's Start Of Seventh Year Boy's Night Party this Saturday at 8 in the Gryffindor Seventh Years Dorm Room. "
Cormac wondered who had been invited. If he could find out and mold the invitees' minds to being more...open... perhaps a fun and lustful door could open for him that Saturday night. Thankfully, he slept in the same dorm as Harry and could then use a speed he had learned a few months ago.
Later that night, Cormac waited until Dean, Seamus, Oliver, and Harry had all fallen asleep. Thank God Ron had been expelled or he would never have been able to do this. That bastard stayed up all night long! He approached Harry's bed and cast his spell once he was close enough. A wisp of pale purple light flew from his wand and through the bed curtains. After a few seconds, it flew back out and right into his ear. He all of a sudden had the knowledge he was looking for. If he could be successful, that party would make for quite a fun night indeed.
Chapter One: Flying
Monday morning and Cormac was at the Quidditch Pitch, quite earlier than he had to be for his first class of the day: Advanced Flying. He had been anxious to put his plan into place and here was his opportunity to go through with Phase One. He saw Oliver Wood walking down to the pitch, 15 minutes before class, as usual. Cormac greeted Oliver and got a nice, cheery "Hullo" back. He planned on getting more than that from Oliver.
"Hey Oliver?"
"Yeah?"
"Could I talk to you about something personal for a second?"
"Yeah"
"Well, I noticed that you're very confident in yourself..and... what I guess I'm getting it is...are you...you gay?"
Oliver looked very taken aback.
"How do you know?!" He asked.
Cormac didn't answer. He only got closer. He was within kissing distance of Oliver and let out a heavy breath. Oliver looked quite flustered.
"H-h-how did you...how did you know?" Oliver repeated.
"Magic" Cormac answered back cockily. He suddenly moved in and kissed Oliver. Oliver's eyes flew right open. He pulled away.
"I can't. No one can know!"
"And no one will. Meet me in the locker room after class. It'll be empty, I promise."
Cormac left no time for Oliver to say no and immediately turned around and went to go get his broom from where he left it in the stands. More students started filing in and soon, class was underway. Madame Hooch noticed that there was something off with Oliver, but didn't say anything. He was usually an exemplary student, so she allowed him one class period of slacking off.
After what seemed like an eternity to Oliver, Madame Hooch blew the whistle. Everyone landed on the grass field and class was dismissed. Oliver looked around for Cormac but he had slipped away quickly. The only way for Oliver to talk to him would be to go down into the locker room. He gulped with fear and looked around to make sure no one was looking. And into the locker room he went.
As Cormac waited for Oliver in the locker room, he turned on the hot shower and started to strip. He was shirtless when he heard Oliver come in. He spun around to face Oliver.
Just the look on Cormac's face of pure smug was enough to get Oliver half-hard. Cormac being shirtless got him to be hard all the way.
Cormac noticed how quickly Oliver's dick had swelled in his pants. He smirked and started to slowly walk towards Oliver. He circled him, all but pressed against Oliver as he slowly unbuttoned and undressed him. By the time Oliver was naked, the locker room was full of steam from the water. Cormac stopped in front of him, and looked him up and down. He loved every inch of the slightly toned, smooth, twins in front of him. Oliver's cock wasn't the longest or thickest he'd ever seen but God it was beautiful! Cormac sank to his knees and stared Oliver down, smoldering and unflinching as he licked the head of Oliver's dick. Oliver gasped quite loudly. Cormac lightly licked all around Oliver, loving every second of Oliver completely unraveling in front of him. Suddenly, he went down a fast as possible and enveloped Oliver's entire member. Oliver screamed bloody murder. Cormac wondered if anyone within a twenty mile radius had heard. Cormac started to bob up and down, whirling his tongue around Oliver's cock. He could feel the hot member growing heavier and heavier on his tongue. Soon, he felt Oliver's cock start to throb. He started to bob faster and faster until he heard Oliver scream out his name. He braces himself as a tsunami of the piping hot, tasty cum filled his mouth. He didn't swallow, but held it in until it started to dribble down his chin and onto his glistening chest. Oliver pulled out and saw the moment Cormac swallowed all his seed. That was enough to almost give him a second orgasm. He moaned and Cormac had rolled his eyes into the back of his head when he fully felt the sweetness of Oliver's cum sliding smoothly down his throat. He rose up from his knees and stared at the spent, dumbfounded Oliver.
"If you help me out, that can happen all night long Saturday,"
Oliver's eyes flew open at the prospect of a whole night fucking Cormac.
"If you help me seduce the other boys during the party, maybe we can turn the party into an orgy."
Oliver brought a hand up to tease his nipple because the thought of an orgy was just too much for him to take without some sort of release.
"I'm in. " Oliver answered.
"Good." Cormac said. He leaned in to kiss Oliver and then pulled back at the last second, leaving Oliver wanting more. He spun around an left the locker room, grabbing his shirt and wiping his chin on his way out.
