Disclaimer: They are not mine, if they were, the books would prob not be suitable for little children, therefore it's a good thing that they're not mine. All goes to the divine JK Rowling.
This is SLASH!! Two men getting it on. Feel free to flame if you want cuz now I'll know your just closet homosexuals in deep self – denial.
I have never done a Draco/Ron pairing. I shudder at the idea but this story popped into my head and as much as I tried I couldn't get Harry to fit into Ron's part so, Draco/Ron it is.
Ron's POV
Tired Of Being Second Best
I look down at the beautiful boy I'm fucking into the mattress. The pleasure of being buried so deep inside of him that you can't tell where I end and where he begins. The pleasure of seeing the boy who made my life miserable crying and begging me to screw him. But the greatest pleasure I get from doing this is knowing that it is me who is doing this to him and not Harry.
If you haven't figured it out by now, then your kinda slow. Harry, Malfoy and I are gay. And so is most of the school's population but anyways, I'm getting off the subject. Harry wanted Draco Malfoy for years. We all could tell. And what Harry wants, Harry gets. Except, not this time. This time I got what he wanted, and it feels good. Don't get me wrong, Harry is still my best friend and I do love him but I'm tired of always being pushed to the side, always being overshadowed by him. Who wouldn't be after seven years???
Harry has been chasing after Malfoy for the last few months but surprisingly, Malfoy didn't seem to want him. We all thought it was because of his hatred for him so u can imagine my surprise when one day Malfoy told me that what he really wanted was for me to own him, to fuck him until it burned. I was shell – shocked. Me, the nobody, me, the sidekick. I barely felt a twinge of conscience before I said yes. The idea of finally being able to have something that Harry hadn't already had and more importantly, something that he wanted so badly, was overwhelming.
It always amused me to see Malfoy turn down Harry's advances and it gave me great pleasure to know that with the raise of an eyebrow I could have him on his hands and knees sucking my cock in the potions classroom, but I didn't do that, no need to really rub Harry's face in it, at least not yet.
I'm on the brink of coming and it feels so good. I know I should feel like scum for doing this to Harry, I mean it's not his fault but he doesn't exactly play it off either. So I know I should feel bad, and believe me I do, you have no idea how much. But although I feel like the worst friend in the world, there is a part of me that can't help but feel ecstatic and triumphant that I have won over Harry at least once. Because I can't remember the last time, or anytime at all that someone looked at me and Harry – and chose me.
I know, it's really short but if I get good reviews, I may be inspired to make it into a chapterized story.
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