Just a little Harry/Ron story I'm working on because I'm a bit obsessed with Ron at the moment and I don't think there are enough best friend stories. The basic theme of the story is a smut-filled Saturday with a new chapter for every little sordid meeting they have throughout the day. They're both 16 here which is legal in the UK
6:00am
Harry Potter rolled over in his four-poster bed, wrapping the warm blankets a little more tightly around his slim frame, his messy hair falling over his closed eyes.
He turned over again, his eyelids flickering slightly as his body started to wake up; wrinkling his nose and frowning as he surfaced from the pool of sleep into the dawn winter sunlight which was pouring in from the gap in his hangings, sighing slightly as he realised it was Saturday.
The slender boy sat up, shivering as he kicked the crimson covers off his legs and swung them over the side of his four-poster.
Standing up, he noticed that his member was still determinedly hard, relic of a highly sexual dream, and the sound of his boyfriend's heavy breathing was doing nothing to shrink his problem.
He tiptoed over to Ron's bed and stuck his head in the gap between the Redhead's hangings. Harry's dick grew even harder as he gazed down at his broader, taller boyfriend, placing a small white hand on Ron's large bicep and leaning down to kiss the freckled forehead.
A tiny frown line appeared on the patch of forehead Harry had just kissed causing the raven haired boy to smile down at his lover.
The two had been going out since the start of the year and were both still in what one might call the 'honeymoon' phase in their relationship. To put it simply, they just couldn't get enough of each other, which made it even more difficult to keep their relationship a secret.
Harry checked his watch, smiling when he saw that it was only just 6oclock.
''Perfect'', Harry whispered as he tiptoed back to his bed to grab his wand.
Once he had returned to Ron's bed, he saw that the broader boy had pushed his covers back slightly, exposing the top of his impressive pectorals.
Grinning, Harry slipped between the hangings, onto Ron's bed and shut them behind him, casting a silencing charm around them as he did so to ensure their privacy.
Now kneeling next to Ron's torso, Harry proceeded to gently pull the covers off the larger boy and push them to the bottom of the bed.
Ron gave a small grunt and awoke. He jumped when he saw Harry and, out of habit, lowered his large hands to cover the huge erection he had woken up with, though it was clearly visible through his boxers which were hugging his thighs attractively.
''Harry!'', he said in a horse whisper, looking up at the slimmer boy through half closed eyes, ''what time is it?''
''Just past 6.'', said Harry, taking Ron's hands, placing them on his own hips, straddling the broad-shouldered redhead's waist, pressing his backside down upon Ron's erection and extracting a moan from his boyfriend.
''Do you ever sleep until a normal time?''. Complained Ron, rubbing his eyes with his hands and then placing them on Harry's toned thighs which were still framing his hips.
Harry wrinkled his nose, grabbed his wand and pointed it at Ron's mouth, then his own. 'Morning breath.'', he explained as he leaned down over Ron, pressing his flat chest against his boyfriend's broad one.
''Harry, I'm tired.'', Ron said, but his hands had already begun to massage Harry's thighs which still straddled his hips, causing them to clench slightly.
''Well I'm not and this needs to be taken care of'', said Harry, reaching behind him to squeeze Ron's erection demandingly as he said 'this'.
Ron moaned and smiled at the slender boy straddling him. ''Well, if you're twisting my arm, I suppose I could fuck you senseless, just to teach you a lesson, you know.''
Harry grinned and placed his hands on Ron's broad shoulders, resting on them as he lowered his head, lying flush against Ron to allow the redhead to claim his lips in a fierce kiss.
It was little wonder that the two were so physically obsessed with each other: both were very good looking and the fact that they were best friends only served to fuel their relationship with more passion as each trusted the other implicitly.
It was also lucky that the two were so perfectly sexually compatible; Ron as the top and Harry the bottom, though both retained their masculinity.
Ron's hands rose from Harry's thighs to rest; one on his backside, kneading and squeezing it, whilst the other traced lightly up and down his boyfriend's spine, provoking Harry's thighs to clench about his hips once more.
Still kissing Ron, Harry lowered one of his hands to slide under Ron's vest, travel up his toned stomach and dig his short nails into Ron's large pectoral.
Ron bit Harry's lip as he did this and muttered ''feeling feisty today are we?'', and sat up, crossed his legs and moved his hands to support Harry's back so as to prevent the smaller boy from falling backwards as Harry himself moaned at feeling of his cock pressed against the redhead's stomach, thighs clenching once more.
Harry's arms wrapped around Ron's freckled neck as they kissed passionately, grinding down upon Ron's crotch slowly, one of his legs wrapping around Ron's waist, the other bending at the knee.
Ron dipped his head and began to kiss and suck at Harry's neck, biting the collar bone and nipping at the skin.
Harry moaned and dug his fingers slightly into the tops of the redhead's broad shoulders possessively, provoking a grunt of lust and amusement from Ron.
''Ron, I need you.'', Harry moaned as Ron kissed his way up Harry's rounded jaw to his lips, claiming them once more and making Harry stop mid sentence and twist his fingers into the fiery locks of his boyfriend, resting his elbows on Ron's shoulders as he entwined his arms around Ron's neck.
They remained there for a moment, their noses crushed together in a passion fuelled kiss so intense that Ron's muscular arms wrapped themselves tightly around Harry's slim waist as the latter's arms and fingers tightened around his neck and hair.
His square jaw still pointed upwards, kissing the boy clinging to him, Ron placed his hands under Harry's backside and knelt up in bed, twisted around and placed the raven's head upon the pillow, regrettably breaking the kiss for a moment as he did so.
Harry sat up, wrapped his arms tightly around Ron's neck once more and dragged the larger boy down to lie between his legs, extracting a chuckle from Ron as he did so.
''You are feisty this morning,'' grinned Ron as he lay in the 'v' of Harry's legs, ''did you have a…ungh'', but he interrupted himself with a grunt of pleasure as Harry's powerful legs wrapped themselves like a vice around his waist.
''No more talking out of you until you've fucked me into this mattress.'', grinned Harry, smiling up at Ron as his ankles locked securely around the broader boy's back, dragging Ron's head down to his own and kissing him so powerfully that Ron's arms, which were planted either side of Harry's head, nearly buckled.
Ron began to grind his erection against Harry's as the boy entwined around him kissed and bit his freckled neck before raising his lips once more to capture Ron's, dragging his bottom lip up Ron's square chin as he did so.
Looking down at the smaller, slimmer boy, Ron winked before grabbing his wand and flicking it, causing their night clothes to disappear.
There was an increase in the volume of their groaning as their unclothed erections rubbed against each other , Harry's arms and legs tightening around Ron as the waves of lust coursed through his body, obliterating everything but the one constant in his life; Ron.
With another flick of his wand, Ron cast a lubricating charm upon Harry, and sat up, regrettably letting Harry's legs fall to the bed.
Placing one of his arms at the side of Harry's head, Ron grabbed his own cock (which was about an inch longer than Harry's) and lined it up with the slim boy's waiting, pink hole.
Ron pushed slightly, squeezing the head of his cock into Harry's impossibly tight opening and made the black haired boy's fingers bite into his shoulders whilst clamping his eyes shut as he adjusted to the sensation.
Inch by inch, Ron sheathed his cock inside Harry and, once it had been swallowed to the base, placed his other had at the side of Harry's head and lay between the slender boy's waiting legs which clamped around his hips tightly, pulling Ron even further into himself.
Ron barely had time to thank Quidditch for Harry's iron-strong thighs before they squeezed his waist still tighter, urging him to move, locked ankles digging slightly into the base of his spine.
One of Harry's hands rose to tangle in Ron's hair and the other was still wrapped around Ron's broad back, nails digging in, as the redhead pulled out and plunged straight back into his welcoming tightness.
Ron now lay flush against Harry, is arms folded underneath Harry's head, lips glued to the smaller boy's whose arms were still wrapped around his neck and back, fingers tugging slightly at his hair, nails digging into his shoulders.
Harry's legs tightened still more around Ron's hips, causing them both to moan aloud and for the redhead to plunge in and out of him still more quickly, hitting Harry's prostate on every other thrust.
Harry tightened his legs again, crushed Ron's lips down against his own and muttered ''Faster, Ron, I love you.'' Against them, resuming the fierce, unbroken kiss as Ron picked up his pace still more, now hitting Harry's sweet spot with every thrust and extracting louder and louder moans from his boyfriend.
Ron himself felt as though he was drowning in an ocean of ecstasy from which he hoped never to surface, the tight walls of Harry's opening clenching around his member as he plunged in and out of the boy clamped around his waist neck and cock.
With 10 more, high powered thrusts, Ron came almost in unison with Harry, the latter's seed spurting across their stomachs and chests which were still flush against each other and Ron emptied himself into his slender boyfriend, biting Harry's lower lip as he did so.
Without even pulling out of Harry, Ron collapsed upon the smaller boy, completely covering the top half of the raven's body with his own broader one, one of Harry's legs still wrapped loosely around his waist whilst the other entwined around one of his thighs.
They lay there for about ten minutes, Ron kissing Harry's bottom lip which was bleeding slightly where he had bitten it whilst Harry stroked the scratch marks on his back as the red marks on Ron's coccyx from Harry's heels slowly faded.
Eventually, Ron rolled off of Harry, grabbing his wand and casting a cleansing charm upon them both as Harry rolled onto his side and draped and arm and a leg across the redhead.
''You're so good in the mornings, you know.'', Harry muttered against Ron's neck before kissing it and draping his leg more comfortably across the larger boy.
''I'm good all the time, Harry, but I daren't be bad with such a bossy bottom.'', said Ron, chuckling and closing his eyes, tilting his head to kiss Harry's forehead, making the latter chuckle, sit up and cross his legs.
''You know you love me and I know you wouldn't have me any other way. I need to get back to my bed now.'', Harry said, waving his wand at Ron's scrunched up bed covers and made them to arrange themselves neatly before resting his hand on Ron's broad chest and stroking it slightly.
''Why? I wanted to go again.'', said Ron, kneeling up and moving to kneel behind Harry, wrapping his muscular arms around the slender shoulders as he kissed the back of the raven's neck, grinning as he watched the goose bumps erupt there.
Harry turned around and lightly pushed Ron into a lying position.
''You really think I'm only going to make you fuck me once today?'', asked Harry, raising an eyebrow and looking down at Ron, playing with one of the redhead's pink nipples distractedly. ''But we can't now, it's too late and we need to look like we've been asleep.'', he said, leaning down and kissing Ron slowly and passionately on the lips before pulling on his t-shirt and boxers again.
When Ron still looked slightly disappointed, Harry said, ''Look, follow my lead after Breakfast OK?''
''OK, but why?'', Asked Ron.
''I'll give you three guesses.'', said Harry smiling.
Ron raised an eyebrow and half smiled seductively. ''OK, but what about Hermione?'', he asked.
''Just follow my lead and it'll be fine.'', said Harry, looking at his tall, broad and freckly boyfriend before kissing him once more and removing a loose eyelash from the bridge of Ron's nose.
''Try and get an hours sleep, Ron. You're going to need it after the things I'm going to make you do today.'', said Harry, kissing Ron yet again before standing up and smiling, trying to ignore the fact that Ron's member was already half-hard again because he knew that, if he stayed a moment later, he would be begging Ron to fuck him into the mattress yet again.
Ron chuckled, pulled his vest and boxers back on and rolled over, pulling the covers back over his head as Harry picked up his wand and removed the silencing spell before climbing back into his own bunk, daydreaming about the fuck-filled Saturday they had ahead of them..
To Be Continued!