Lingering Fingers
Harry lay in his bed, the curtains concealing him from the rest of the boys. Not that he had to hide what he was doing. Everyone did it right? Everyone damn well knew Ron did, and he did it at least three times a day.
Harry's nimble fingers danced along his pulsating erection, trying to bring the Golden-Boy to climax. His fingers on his free hand danced around his chest, circling each nipple a few times, plucking at their pink buds. His fingers occasionally slipping from his chest to fondle his magic orbs; that lay fully charged in their hairless sack.
Harry's closed eyes revealed another image, unlike those that usually were residing. The images were very erotic and seemingly real. Harry could smell the scene, the smell of sex lingered in his nostrils. The sounds were very realistic the breathing and moans came to life. His climax neared as did his partner's they both gasped loudly trying to replenish themselves.
Harry's breaths came in short bursts. His back arched off the bed thrusting his erection, hand and all, into some imaginary orifice. The rhythmic motions were working, his climax was approaching soon. Soon, is an understatement, it was happening now!
Harry moaned as eight ropes of cum rushed from his body, only to be captured by his rather toned chest. His chest heaved and his heart pounded. His hand slipped from the semen covered softening tool. The scent of his lust filled the air. Harry closed his eyes once more. As he drifted off into sleep.
He whispered, "Draco."
I would like to ask a favor of readers. If you would be so kind as to make a few suggestions on pairings. They may be male/male female/male. {Not adept enough to manage Female/ Female} ~Author