Hi guys! I hope you have enjoyed these past few stories I have written, I loved writing them . I am them as well. I am sorry for any mistakes I made in my stories that have bothered you, I am still getting use to typing words.

Unlike my other stories, this one will get slightly.. smutty, to put it simply. Not very but it will still be rated M for necessary reasons.

Disclaimer : I do not own any of these characters, even if I wish I did at certain times. R&R!

Warnings: Boy on Boy action, don't like don't read. Sexual content.

Pairings: Harry Potter/Colin Creevey, Fred Weasley/Draco Malfoy, George Weasley/Oliver Wood (All are over the legal age.)

(Oliver is the quidditch coach)

George's POV

I groaned as I finally collapsed onto one of the many couches of the Gryffindor Common Room. Filtch had really made me work my arse off as I helped him clean the storage rooms. I rubbed my right shoulder, sighing in pleasure as my muscles relaxed. I closed my eyes and tried to get the rest of my body to relax but I was to tense.

I let out a sigh of frustration a I stood from the couch. A nice hot shower was exactly what I needed right now. I headed to my dorm to retrieve my toiletries and than headed for the showers. I was about to walk in when I heard what sounded like a groan of pain come from inside. Some steam was rising from under the door, proving someone was also occupying the showers. I pressed my ear to the door, hearing yet another groan. That groan sounds familiar..

"Shit..", Said voice hissed and with a jolt I realized who that voice belonged too. Harry! I felt panic set in as I frantically tried to figure out what to do. I guess I should go in first. I was about to kick open the door when I thought , 'What if Harry's just on the other side?'. I decided to open it slowly, in case Harry did happen to be on the floor in front of the door.

I slowly opened the door, noticing the sound of the water covered up the squeak of the heavy door. I looked at the floor and was happy to see Harry wasn't laying there with a broken bone. I let my eyes wonder around, searching for my green eyed friend. I stepped in only to freeze when another familiar voice joined Harry's. "Oh fuck..Oh fuck Harry yes right there!", A high pitched voice called. I felt my body move on its own, following the voice.

"Oh Merlin.. Gods your tight Colin." I heard Harry's voice grunt as I came closer. I reached the sound of the voices and peeked in the curtain, my pants becoming uncomfortably tight. Harry had Colin's chest pushed up against the wall, his legs spread as Harry pounded into him. I felt my face heat up as I watched them go at it, Harry's right hand tangled in Colin's golden locks. My hand wondered down to the bulge in my school pants, massaging my cock through the cloth. I could tell by the way Harry was starting to get sloppy with his thrusting that he was getting close to cumming.

"Ungg.. Oh god Harry I'm close." I heard Colin whine. Harry pulled Colin's head back, licking up the blondes neck. "Cum with me baby..", He growled. After two more thurst, Colin let out a small shriek, his small frame going rigid. "Oh fuck Colin!", Harry called, slamming into his lover, probably shooting his load. I watched as they slumped against the wall, their breath coming out in short pants. I saw Colin turn his head slightly, his lips meeting Harry's in a very passionate kiss, their tongues tangling together. I forgot about my pulsing erection for a moment, watching the two lovers interact.

When I felt my cock throb, begging for release, is when I decided I needed to get back to my dorm. I slowly slipped out from the showers and ran as fast as I could towards my room. Before I reached the door to my room, I leaned against the wall, trying to catch my breath. I looked down at my crotch and blushed when I saw a small wet spot forming. God.. They were so hot together..

It's been awhile since I have had a nice shag. Me and Lee use to fool around with each other, to release some stress, but once he started dating Katy, I decided I should wait until I found a serious relationship to begin having sex again. I reached down to rub myself through my pants to relieve some of the pressure on my cock. I groaned and grabbed onto the wall for support as my knees buckled from the pleasure. I closed my eyes and tried to think of something that would help calm down my hormones. After a few minutes of deep breathing and thinking of Snape naked, I decided I was composed enough to enter the dorm I shared with my twin.

We were the only Gryffindor 7th years that returned to finish so we had the entire dorm to ourselves. I opened the door and was about to greet my brother when once again, I froze where I was standing. Did Merlin hate me today or something? Was I being punished for my pranks?!

"Oh fuck Fred if you fucking stop I swear I will cut your balls off!" I heard Draco Malfoy growl from under my brother. I heard Fred chuckle as he kept thrusting into his blonde fiance. "You're such a slut today dragon..", I heard him mutter before attacking Draco's neck with his lips and teeth. I caught sight of Draco's face and saw he was blushing, his pupils dilated, mouth hanging open. Gods.. I knew why Fred always talked about how beautiful Malfoy was now. He looked hot wit his mouth open, drool making its down his chin. His usually perfect hair an unruly mess.

I felt as though I was going to pop out of my pants as I watched my brother screw his lover into his bed. "Oh shit Fred yes! Oh fuck right there baby!", Draco cried as he clawed at my brothers back. Soon Fred's thrust became erratic, signalling he was close. I couldn't watch my twin cum, that's taking it way to far. I quietly shut the door and dashed down the stairs and out the portrait hole. I had no idea where I was running too. I just let my legs carry me to where ever I was headed. I skidded to a stop in front of the quidditch locker room, taking in deep gulps of air. Once I caught my breath I looked up, wondering why my mind had brought my here. Finally it clicked and I grinned. Showers! Isolation!

I felt as though I could sing as I walked into the locker room, grinning as I made my way to the deserted showers. I turned on the hot water and let it warm up before I turned on the cold as well. I slowly stripped, hissing when the cold air met my heated member. I threw all my clothes into a corner and stepped into the shower, moaning in ecstasy as the warm water cascaded over my tensed body. "Merlin I needed this." I said aloud. I ran through my routine, lather up my hair and rinse, lather my body than rinse and than repeat. After I deemed myself clean, I looked down at my cock, still as hard as it was since I walking in on Harry and Colin.

I slowly let my hand wonder down my stomach, running my thumb over the head. I gave a shuddering breath and braced myself against the wall. I slowly wrapped my hand around my length, groaning out loud. "Fuck!", I hissed as I slowly dragged my hand up and down my heated cock, precum starting to ooze from the tip. I sped up my strokes, stopping every once in awhile to tease the head. I let go of my cock, torturing myself. It always made my orgasm more mindblowing.

I leaned my head back against the tiles, panting as I twisted one of my nipples. God it felt so good. I closed my eyes, trying to imagine someone here with me. I racked my mind, thinking of any of the guys who were openly gay. To my slight horror and embarrassment, my mind kept wondering back to a certain Scottish men. Oliver Wood. Since I had joined the quidditch team, I have always had a small crush on Wood. When he left Hogwarts, I thought I would get over him, but when we returned, we found out he was the new quidditch coach. I was slowly falling for the sport obsessed man, every time he was near my I got bloody butterflies in my stomach. And he was openly gay. The only problem was, we were both tops.

When ever I bedded someone, I was on top. No matter who they were. But with Wood.. I wouldn't mind being on bottom.. I wonder what it feels like..

Looking down at my cock, I bit my lip. Maybe.. I slowly brought three fingers up to my mouth. I sucked on them slowly, coating them in my saliva. I spread my legs and braced my open hand against the wall and shakily guided my fingers towards my puckered entrance. For extra help, I muttered a quick lubrication charm. I slowly circled my hole, shuttering in pleasure and slight fear.

Closing my eyes, I started to ease my index finger inside. It felt.. strange to say the least. I thrusted it in and out, before easing my middle finger in as well. This time I had to bite back a yelp of pain at the feeling of being stretched. I closed my eyes, willing the pain to fade. I did an experimental thrust of my fingers and moaned softly. It felt kinda good once the pain fades.

Scissoring my two fingers, I let my head drop, moaning freely. God this feels really good. I thrust my fingers in a little deeper and dug my teeth into my bottom lip to hold in my scream. I guess I just discovered my prostate. Bloody Hell!

I eagerly thrust back onto my own fingers, whimpering every time I struck my prostate. Fuck I could get use to this. I sank to my knees, riding my fingers as I teased and pulled my nipples. "Oh shit.. Aw fuck yes Wood right there." I moaned. I imagined Wood underneath me, holding my hips as I rode him. I lost myself in my little fantasy, not hearing the locker room door opening..

(TO BE CONTINUED)