A/N] Here is another truth or dare story of mine! I'll continue the other one later. I used Tordol (An actual truth or dare website!) for all the dares and questions! THIS IS ALL SLASH!

Probably OOC, And Harry is a little slutty~ What can I say? I wanted at least one of them to be a horny bastard.

Dare ideas and pairing ideas are welcome! Most of these will be dares because truth is boring! This is set during Sixth year, I can't remember if Fred and George are still in school BUT IF NOT THEN THEY ARE NOW.

The pairings are random so far. Edited: Sept 25 2012

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or Tordol

Harry couldn't believe he had been dragged into this mess. All it took was for Gryffindor to win the House Cup, and everyone goes crazy! He had been pulled roughly out of his bed, and dragged into the Gryffindor common room, where everyone-who was male-had decided to play Truth or Dare.

It was painfully obvious that it had been Neville's suggestion, because really, who else would want to play this game without any girls?

Certainly not Harry…right?

They were all in a circle, Ron, Himself, Neville, Fred, George, Draco…wait Draco?

"Ron! What the bloody hell is going on? Why is that snake in our common room?" Harry shouted he really wasn't in the mood to deal with the snarky bastard. Snape had been an ass enough today and Harry really couldn't deal with anymore Slytherins.

Ron nervously rubbed the back of his head and grinned "Well…we were short on players! So I decided that we should bring that git, Malfoy in here. You know…perfect chance to embarrass him right?"

Harry sighed and nodded, Ron did have a good point…"Well let's start this bloody game already!" Harry huffed, annoyance clearly showing upon his features. It wasn't in his nature to be so hotheaded but today had been a very bad one. Every Professor seemed determined to make him feel like crap in each and every class. Even McGonagall had managed to scold him in front of everyone for not transfiguring his book properly. Every time she uttered 'Mr. Potter' Harry felt like ripping out his hair!

Ron flinched a bit and muttered "Umm…Since this was Neville's idea he should go first! So Neville, truth or dare?" Neville spluttered at first before flushing red. Why did he always get picked first at these things? He was like Gryffindor's own personal scape-goat!

"T-truth…" the shy boy muttered as he averted his eyes from everyone.

Ron grinned as he read the dare from the 'Wizarding World's Top Hundred Dares for the Bored Wizard.' Novel that he'd 'borrowed' from Hermione. "How many times have you drank enough to make yourself vomit? When was the last time this happened?"

Neville paled, and began to noticeably shake "N-never! My grandmother would kill me!"

Malfoy snickered and pointed an accusing finger at Neville "Ha! I bet you haven't even touched a bottle of Firewhiskey! Let alone Butterbeer! Such a lightweight aren't you Longbottom?" Ron glared at the cocky Slytherin "Well since you seem to be enjoying this then how about we make it your turn? Truth or dare Malfoy!"

Draco haughtily raised his nose in the air "Dare of course; a Malfoy never backs down from a challenge!"

Ron smirked "Find a bottle of any size. You must insert it into any orifice on your body, at least 4 inches. The orifice must be below your waist." Draco tensed and began to protest, until Harry uttered "But I thought Malfoy's never backed down from a challenge?"

Malfoy-with a flushed face of course-conjured a small empty bottle of Firewhiskey, disrobed, and began to slowly push the bottle into his opening accidentally letting a groan slip in the process. The smooth bottle pushed in easily with no resistance and Draco couldn't help but inwardly smirk. If they'd expected him to squirm in discomfort then they were dead wrong.

After it was four inches in Ron told Draco to stop, and rudely screamed at him to "Put his bloody pants back on!"

It was now Harry's turn.

"So, Harry? Truth or Dare." Ron smiled, albeit a bit forced. With the direction the dares were going Harry might get a weird one. And Ron didn't think he could handle seeing his mate like that. "Dare." Harry confidently stated, no dare-in his mind-could faze him!

Ron sent Harry a sympathetic look and read "Lie down on your back blindfolded. Next a random member of the same sex is chosen. Stick out your tongue and lick anything that is placed on your tongue. Do not stop licking until three minutes have passed. The other player may place whatever parts of their body (or objects) that they choose on your tongue. You must continue licking no matter what happens. Sorry mate, but a dare's a dare."

Harry shrugged and let himself be blindfolded and gently placed on his back, he felt something fleshy put between his lips. He shyly stuck out his tongue and began to slowly lap at the throbbing thing. A quiet moan was heard, and Harry began to lick faster. A salty taste made itself known and confused Harry even more. What had they placed on his tongue? He felt like a kitten lapping at milk and the musky smell was growing stronger.

When almost three minutes had passed, someone let out a strangled groan and Harry's mouth was suddenly filled with a bitter taste. Oh, so that's what was on his lips. His blindfold was removed, and Harry looked up to see Neville's bright red cock placed right on his lips with cum slowly dripping from it.

He smirked and swallowed the cum in his mouth before licking the rest off of Neville's length. "Mmm~ you taste good" He whispered into Neville's ear as he stood. What? The 'Golden Boy' couldn't be erotic when he wanted to? It wasn't as if he were some innocent saint. He was a boy and boys had needs, being the chosen one didn't change that.

Neville flushed three shades of red, before ushering Harry and himself back to their seats. "Your turn Ron." Harry drawled, licking the remaining bits of cum off the corners of his lips.

Ron grimaced and exclaimed "Dare! I just hope I don't get anything perverted. There's got to be one normal dare in this bloody book!"

Oh boy was Ron wrong; he paled as he read his dare out loud "If you're a male choose another male. Then rub any part of your body against his penis until he ejaculates. The time until he ejaculates is how long he must orally please you. Geesh that was a mouthful sounds like Hermione wrote this book!"

The dare fully sunk into his mind and his groaned in displeasure "Uhh…Sorry Harry but you're the only one I'd feel somewhat comfortable doing this with." Ron quickly muttered, averting his eyes from Harry.

Harry nodded his consent and Ron got to work. The flushed red head spelled his and Harry's clothes away, before kneeling in front of Harry's half-hard erection. He slowly rubbed one of his nipples against the tip, and did the same with the other. He moaned at the feeling, having the smooth, leaking tip stimulate his nipples. This was so wrong…he wasn't attracted to blokes! But yet somehow this felt so sinfully erotic and he couldn't help but want more.

Ron moved his head down, and brushed his cheek against the tip. Harry's cock quickly became erect and he placed his lips on the throbbing length before him, placing gentle kisses all across it.

Harry was moaning wantonly now as he grabbed Ron's arms and pulled his body flush against his own. He began moving his hips, causing their cocks to rub against each other deliciously. Harry suddenly came with a scream, spraying his hot cum all across Ron's stomach.

"T-that was about t-three minutes…" Neville mumbled, shamefully attempting to cover the tent in his pants.

Harry grinned and placed his head between Ron's legs "Mmm~ I guess that means little Ron junior gets to spend three minutes with me." 'Ron Junior' perked up and pressed against his cheek "Oh! Would you look at that, looks like Ron junior isn't so little after all!"

Draco was currently trying not to vomit; really did he have to be scarred with the sight of Potter giving the Weasel a blow job? And honestly could Potter hear how ridiculous he sounded?

Wasting no time, Harry set his lips to work; immediately engulfing Ron's member encouraged by Ron's moan his expertly swirled his tongue around and swallowed a few times.

Ron moaned and gripped Harry's hair, pushing more of his length into Harry's mouth. How was Harry so good at this? It felt like he was being sucked off by a pro! Pulling his mouth off of Ron's length, Harry grabbed the base with both hands and roughly pumped.

Ron screamed his release and collapsed onto the floor panting. Harry spelled their clothes back on. The three minutes were finally up, and it was now Fred and George's turn.

Why both of them? Because they're twins and wouldn't do anything without the other.

"Okay Gred and Forge" Harry began "Truth or dare?"

"I guess…"

"We'll choose…"

"Dare!" They shouted simultaneously

A diabolical idea pranced into Harry's mind and he smirked. This dare would be one of his own "Get in a shower or bathtub and completely strip. We'll then select three members to douse you with a fluid of their choice. Your eyes must remain closed until they are finished. When they're done, clean up and get back to the game."

The twins spelled away their clothes and transfigured one of the chairs into a tub. They sat down and shut their eyes, anticipating what would happen next. Really now this game was getting exciting! Who knew that Harry was such a sexual deviant?

After two minutes of deciding who would do the dare, Harry, Neville, and Draco stood and approached the twins. Neville poured cold tea onto the boys watching as it slid down their muscular chests and down to their vital regions.

The twin's cheeks flushed a light pink, and Neville smiled. Why? Who knows, Neville can be almost as strange as Luna Lovegood at times. Harry smirked as he poured lube onto them. The thick gel slowly ran down their bodies and lucky for them it was the hot and cold type. The twins moaned at the sensations and quivered. The stimulating feeling was intense and the thought of how Harry had acquired this never crossed their minds.

"Hey…"

"Is that…"

"Lube?"

Harry smirked, and stepped back, making room for Draco. Draco poured some foul smelling concoction down onto the twins and they sneered. "Really Malfoy? Who knew that even Malfoy's could be that low and pathetic."

Malfoy did nothing but shrug and smirk. Who were they to insult him? At least he was covered in something disgusting. Ron angrily spelled the liquid off of them and turned the tub back into a chair. "It's time for a new round…"