Phantom Lover

The air sawed in and out of his lungs as he lay withering on the bed. He could feel cool soft hands run up and down his naked body. A dark chuckle met his ears as the body bore him down onto the bed.

He gasped, unable to hold in the sounds that the feel of the others cool body aroused in him. He knew it was a male by the cock prodding his hip but could not bring himself to care. He moaned as a warm wet tongue laved his nipple. A husky voice laughed into his chest.

"You're really hard aren't you? Look at how swollen and tight your little nipples are." The words flowed over him like honey making him squirm in embarrassment and arousal. He knew that what he was feeling had to be wrong. That someone could make him feel so much, a male at that, seemed dirty somehow.

A sharp bite made him gasp and return his attention to the matter at hand. The moonlight slanted though the windows and caught his lovers soft pink lips twisted in a rueful smirk. "Do pay attention, I'd hate to think that I wasn't stimulating you enough".

He whimpered and shifted convulsively as the other male slid his blissfully cool hands down his body and encased his cock. He jerked reflexively at that first searing touch and the subsequent stroking. He squirmed as the hand jerked him off.

He shivered constantly and couldn't stop the moans and pleading that seemed to be brought out of his soul. "Please…. Please… aahhh….aaaaahhhhhh…. I….. I want…..aaahhhhaaahhh…"

The night's sounds seemed to be magnified as he lay in the dark cocoon made by their bodies. He knew his lover was looking down at him. He knew he must look so unabashed in his arousal, so exultant in the feeling being invoked in him.

He gasped as he caught sight of platinum hair as the moonlight glinted though the open windows. His ardor increased as he caught this glimpse at his phantom lover. A hot prickling feeling was growing at the base of his spine and the once cool hands were now oh so very hot as they slid along his cock.

He could not stop the short high scream that he issued as the waves that were crashing inside of him finally reached the shore and his body bowed at the feeling of the aching torrid release. His body continued to twitch as his lover stroked every last bit of ecstasy from his body.

"Very nice…. It makes me want to fuck you even more", the velvety voice slid over his skin and made his now lax cock give an interested twitch. He moaned at the thought of being hard again so soon.

His lover chuckled and slid his hands around silky smooth hips and cupped his arse. He gasped and reared up as the hands flipped him on his back. A firm hand in the middle of his back rested reassuringly as the other stroked the firm butt presented to him.

He gulped convulsively as the reality of his situation dawned on him. He was about to be fucked by a man who he had no idea the identity of save for a few moonlight glimpses. "Shhh…. I'd never hurt you… I'd rather die than cause you pain", the voice came reassuring him that he would be safe in his phantom lovers arms.

He felt his body relax by degrees as the hand on his back slid down to accompany the one already stoking his arse. The nimble fingers massaged his arse and slid between the cheeks, spreading them to the room. "Look how pretty you are… all pink and tight", His phantom lover whispered soft endearments on his heated flesh.

He moaned and pushed his arse more firmly into the capable hand spreading him open. The hands tightened on his hips and he was startled to feel something warm and wet press against his entrance. He cried out as he realized that his lover was fucking his tongue into his arse. He never imagined someone could want to do something like that to him.

He shoved his arse more firmly into the tongue massaging him. His gasps and cries fell on deaf ears as his lover continued to lave softly at his hole.
"Please… please….more…. ahhhhhhhhh….. more", He sobbed brokenly into his pillow.

Hands slid under his hips and tilted him more firmly into the seeking tongue. He squealed as his lover finally breached his virgin hole and began to fuck it in earnest. His hands fisted the pillow beneath him as he withered and sobbed feeling his once lax cock spring to life and throb helplessly.

"Now", With this one word his lover flipped him over on his back heedless of the cry of loss this caused. His legs were lifted high in the air and he could feel a cool breeze brush his exposed entrance. "Scared Potter?", The voice mocked him in his innocence.

His eyes flew open and he finally saw who was about to take him. Platinum hair that reached his shoulders, silvery gray eyes with flecks of blue, aristocratic features and a soft swollen red mouth made him gasp as he recognized the unmistakable features of one Draco Malfoy.

Rage, guilt and fear made him slink back from the bright open look on Draco's face. He knew he shouldn't have felt those things and that it was Draco Malfoy, someone he had loved since their days in school, made it worse.

"Don't… don't do this… I know how you feel about me and I feel the same", Draco pulled the hands he tried to cover his shame with away. "This can't be… you're playing with me aren't you?", He shoved at the hard flesh covering him.

Draco simply shifted more firmly on him and sighed in annoyance. "This is no joke Potter… Harry… I love you". He looked into the silvery eyes of his phantom lover and saw the truth there. He smiled hopefully up at him and wiggled experimentally. Draco laughed and kissed his beckoning lips. The hands on his legs tightened and he looked down into emerald eyes bright with happiness.

"Scared Potter?", Draco lined his thick cock up to his entrance once more. "You wish", Harry tilted his hips and squirmed as he impaled himself on Draco's cock. Draco grabbed his hips and slid him deeper on it.

"Ahhh…..aaaaaa…aaaaa…aaaahhhhhh…", He felt like his insides were being torn apart. He sobbed brokenly and clutches desperately at Draco's shoulders.

A jolt of sensation made his body jerk and he knew that Draco had found his prostate. Glancing at his lovers face, he could see him smirking in triumph. Every thrust speared his arse wide and his pumping hips made obscene sounds as they smacked his arse. Draco's lips found his neck, licking it until he shivered.

Every thrust of his plunging hips brushed directly over his prostate and he felt another orgasm impending. "Ahhhhhh….aaaaaaaaahhhh…..y-yes… harder…harder…"He brushed his hands along his lovers body before clutching and scratching at his lovers back. Draco's plundering hips sped up faster and faster, marking his territory, making Harry his.

He could feel his muscles tighten and his eyes flew wide as he screamed his orgasm not caring who heard them. He could feel his lovers cock twitch and pulsate inside of him.

"Uggggggghhhhhhh", Draco pumped his hips through his orgasm, prolonging his lovers bliss. Draco pulled out and Harry could feel liquid sliding down his inner thigh.

"Mmmh…", Draco pulled him close and leaned in to kiss him. "I love you Harry", He looked into emerald eyes with all traces of arousal gone. He smiled and looked away shyly from the declaration.

Draco chuckled and tucked Harry's head under his chin to sleep. The last thing Harry remembered before he went to sleep is answering sleepily "Love you too".

Harry Potter's eyes fluttered open as he stared up at the silver and black canopy of his bed. He brought a hand up to stifle the sobs as he realized that it had all been a dream.

His sticky pajamas clung to his toned body and he knew that his dream would never come true. Draco Malfoy was marrying one of his best friends Hermione Granger today.

He would stand as Draco's best man, the two having become friends after the war ended some years before. He would stand and smile as his love joined hands with someone else. He owed Draco that much.

But as the sun rose that warm September day Harry Potter knew that for the rest of his life he would only ever love one man. Draco Malfoy.