Harry never expected to end up in this situation. At the moment he was on his back with the most evil wizard of all time and sworn enemy Voldemort kissing him and running his longer fingers through his thick black hair. "Harry" groaned the dark wizard as he pulled away from attacking Harry's mouth with his own.
Harry didn't know why but the way his arch-nemesis moaned his name turned him on, so he thought he might return the favor and started smacking the top of Voldemort's bald head. This sent shock waves of pleasure through the bald wizard and he groaned out "Yes! Harder!" causing Harry to really put some effort into smacking his bald scalp. "Yeah, you like it when I smack your penis looking head you dirty whore."
"Yes!" He shouted "More Daddy, more!" He squealed in pleasure. As Harry's smacks became more violent the more the older wizard got closer to hitting his climax. "I'm almost there!" Shouted Voldemort. Harry yanked his hand back one last time and smacked his oddly phallic shaped head with all his might, causing the ancient wizard to soil his robes with his nut butter. THE END