Disclaimer: I obviously didn't Harry Potter…if I did, then why would I be posting this here, it would already be written in the books…anyway moving on to more important things this is my first fanfic. I am writing this for my lover who refused to update her fanfic unless I wrote one too. I hope you enjoy reading?

Warnings: yaoi (this means one boy and another boy loves each other very much and they do naughty adult things in bed together) and incest of the Fred George variety… I think that's it…I might add stuff later though

When In The Locker Room…

Harry Potter, savior of the wizarding world two times over, was alone in the quidditch locker room after a game against Ravenclaw. Gryffindor had already been in the lead even before Harry had caught the snitch. To Harry, everything he did recently seemed to be meaningless after the defeat of Voldemort. Sadly, that included quidditch and talking with Ron and Hermione.

While he was lost in his thoughts about how he, Ron, and Hermione were drifting apart, Harry didn't hear the door to the locker room open and two sets of footsteps quietly creep into the room before locking it. He did however, notice when someone pressed up against his naked back and shove him close enough to the locker that he couldn't move to see his attacker. "Who are you and what the hell do you think you're doing," Harry said with enough ice in his voice that it made the body holding him shiver. "Why Harry, we thought that you might enjoy our company so we invited ourselves in." The devious twins holding him in place replied. "Fred, George, whatever game you're playing, you better stop before I make it so that you can't play games any longer" Harry replied in a forced calm voice. "Don't worry ickle Harrykins, while we can take care of ourselves, we'd rather take care of you," Fred and George said pressing themselves completely against Harry.

"Seriously guys, let me get dressed in peace I just got out of the shower from that damn quidditch game I don't need you guys playing around," Harry said clutching at the towel that was covering him from his waist to his knees. "And why would we let you get dressed, when we're going to take the clothes off right after?" they both huskily whispered in Harry's ears.

"S-stop messing around you two, it really isn't funny anymore," Harry stuttered, his eyes fluttering shut as George licked the shell of his ear. "Harry, I thought you knew us better than that, this isn't funny at all is it Fred?" questioned George. "Of course not George, how could we mess around with our cute little Harry?" replied Fred. "Listen here yo-aah," Harry was cut off as George ripped off the towel and Fred teasingly squeezed Harry's crotch. This of course didn't stop Harry from trying to get away from the twins, but when he turned to shove them away, George tweaked Harry's sensitive nipples causing him to sharply exhale and toss his head back against Fred.

Harry's pulse quickened and he tilted his head towards Fred's eyes looking for malice and ill humor but instead finding lust and longing. His breath hitched as Fred took that as a positive sign and slowly tugged on Harry's hardening length. George reached into his pocket and pulled out a dagger.

Harry, thinking that George was going to use the dagger to finally off him when he let out a long moan as George slowly sliced from his right nipple to his left one. "Oh? Does little Harrykins like blood play?" asked Fred. Harry was rock hard and harshly panting so he couldn't put the words together to reply. "Maybe we should stop then Fred," George said teasingly. "NO!" Harry shouted grabbing Georges hand from where he was putting the dagger down. "Well then, you should have just said so Harry." George said as he nibbled on the cut he had previously made. "Aaah G-George please…please more." Harry gasped out as his legs trembled and he struggled to stay upright. "Anything to please you Harry." George said as he handed the dagger off to Fred. Harry let out a sharp gasp as Fred cut a long diagonal cut across his back and licked off the blood that dripped down.

George, trying to enhance Harry's pleasure got on his knees and engulfed Harry's cock all the way to the root. Harry screamed and gripped George's shoulders to help him stay up, but as soon as he started humming, Harry's legs could no longer support his weight. Luckily, Fred was behind him and caught him before he could actually fall. "Enjoying yourself Harry?" Fred whispered as he bit Harry's ear. Harry was beyond enjoying himself, he could no longer form coherent words, and he barely understood the words Fred was saying. When George fondled his balls though, he knew he was going to lose it. "G-George stop I-I really can't hold on much longer." Harry stuttered, trying to pull George off him. The twins' response was Fred rubbing himself against Harry's backside and George sucking harder. Harry's eyes rolled up in his head and he, Fred, and George came; all falling in to an exhausted pile on the quidditch locker room floor.

Ok so just to let you know, this is my first fanfic and the only reason I wrote it was to get my lover, the ho-bag that she is to update…she can get the next chapter (if she wants it) when she updates. Or I could just not continue at all whatever, its all good.

miss-joseph