So uhm real life is pretty horrid today and I needed something to cheer me up. So I finished this story.

This one belongs to my Skiing lesson universe. The first part of this series (Skiing Lesson for Beginners) is a snarry story in which we mention of this thing going on between the twins and Draco. My dearest, loveliest editor asked for that thing to be written and half a year later I complied. This is just porn, but I guess it would make a bit more sense if you read Skiing Lessons for Beginners.

This will have one more chapter.

Oh, this is obviously threesome but it is NOT twincest. I mean, well. The twins dont kiss/fuck/touch each other jut Draco. But then again, having sex with the same man... it's a bit twincest-y by definition.

Editing was done by previously mentioned amazing editor. All remaining mistakes are mine.

Skiing Lessons for Intermediates

- Lesson One -

Just because the Intermediate skier feels comfortable now on the snow, it does not mean their attention can relax. Unforeseen powers can surprise the Intermediate skier therefore, it is advised to always tread with care and awareness of one's surroundings.

"Draco, you wouldn't mind sharing a room with the twins, would you?"

That was the sentence that caused an unusual inability in Draco Malfoy to not open that usually big mouth of his.

"Your mother and I are willing to sleep on the couch. But if this arrangement does not suit you, we could maybe-"

"No, father, it's uhm... perfectly fine."

Lucius regarded his son and Draco did not look away. "Very well then. It's settled." He looked at the twins, who were grinning widely. "Unless, you have an-"

"No." Fred said immediately.

"He can come."

"There's plenty of room." They both smiled at Draco, who gulped but smirked back. This week shall be interesting.

o.O.o

Draco heard a loud bang from outside so he went to the front entrance and investigated what it might be. He stepped outside into the cold and saw someone lying in the snow not far away. He knew perfectly well that there was only one idiot who would go out skiing this late at night.

"Severus, is that you?"

The dark figure pushed himself up and summoned his scattered ski equipment. Draco was surprised to see that his godfather had ended up in the snow somehow. Severus never fell over when skiing. Draco had always admired his precise technique, ever since he was a child.

Severus stalked up onto the porch, then walked past Draco with only a small, "Yes."

His godfather was clearly frustrated about something and Draco had a fair idea what, or rather whom, it was.

Someone else stirred in the cold snow and shouted in a voice that undoubtedly belonged to Draco's Fair Idea.

"This isn't over yet, Snape!" The Fair Idea said and a broad grin appeared on Draco's face.

"Is that Potter?" Draco looked towards where the sound came from. "Was he lying beneath you?"

"Shut up, Draco." Snape sneered.

Draco laughed loudly. "Did I disturb something? I can just go back if you-"

"I said shut your mouth, Draco." Severus hissed pulling his wand out. "And as for you, Potter, yes it is over."

He flicked his wand and suddenly a big pile of snow landed on Potter's head. Draco watched with amusement as his godfather turned around dramatically and went inside. He followed right behind.

"Why was Potter beneath you?" He asked the back of the man, grinning.

Severus stopped dead. "Mind your own business." He said, stepping aside and only then, did Draco realize it wasn't his question that stopped the man but the two identical men that stood in front of them with two identical smirks on their faces.

"Have a moment?" Fred asked looking straight at Draco.

Severus fled the scene before he would see something he wasn't prepared to witness.

"George, d'you reckon young Master Malfoy here should be in bed already?"

George whose gaze followed Severus' back as it disappeared going up the stairs, now turned back to his brother.

"Fred, I do believe you are correct." His grin, definitely wolfish this time, showed up again as he looked at Draco from bottom to top.

Fred stepped closer to Draco and trailed a single finger down Draco's knitted pullover. "Does the young Master agree as well?"

"Potter's out there." Draco said, brushing away the finger.

"I don't give a rat's ass about Harry right now." Fred grunted then looked at his twin. "Mind if I start?"

George laughed slightly. "I'll keep an eye out."

"On the others or on us?" Fred grinned.

"On both?" His twin ginned back at him.

Fred turned back to Draco. "Well, Draco. Long time no see."

Draco knew the twin was referring to that night the three of them had spent together after that Ministry Ball. That time they were drunk. This time, however, all three of them were perfectly sober.

"Which part of 'Potter is out there' didn't get to you? He can come back any second. Besides, my parents are in the living room, just a few steps away." Draco huffed.

"Well, then I guess this has to be quick and you have to be quiet." Fred said slowly and leaned in kissing Draco, both his hands on the blond already. One palm slid over Draco's hardening manhood and then Fred grinned again. "I can feel that quick won't be a problem."

"Idiot." Draco moaned but pushed himself against the long fingers. He was getting hard so fast he all but felt the blood rushing down from his brain and his resistance slipping away with that, too. Fred kissed him again and steered him surprisingly gently to the wall, before he leaned away slightly.

"George, you were correct. I did miss this."

"I know. I missed it, too." Draco was surprised to hear the tone from right next to them. He turned towards the other man and was kissed again right away. The other pair of lips moved on his neck and he had to agree with the twins, he missed this, as well.

"Aren't you supposed to keep an eye out?" Draco asked looking reproachfully at George, but his stare turned away swiftly when Fred dropped onto his knees in front of the blond young man.

"That's what I'm doing." George grinned, slipping his hand in his brother's hair and pushing his head closer to Draco' cock. Fred mouthed him through the many layers but Draco's eyes still closed. He pulled George in for another kiss while he slid his hand into Fred's hair, pulling him closer, pressing himself against the man.

Fred pulled down his zipper and took Draco's almost fully erect cock out. The second he felt warm, wet lips on the head of his prick, all of Draco's concerns about his parents or Potter seeing them in this compromising situation was gone from his mind. Instead he focused all his attention to the lips on his erection.

Fred felt brilliant around him, as his slightly raspy tongue slid on the soft head and then went down, tracing his whole length. He took Draco's balls in his mouth and sucked on them, while his fingers rubbed the blond's long shaft. Draco became fully erect right away, panting already.

George moved away from them, just a couple of feet, so he could watch for anyone approaching, while not missing a second of Draco's pleasure. Fred meanwhile, turned back his attention to the long manhood in front of him, taking the wet tip into his mouth. Draco breathed heavily, his grey eyes following the redhead's moves. Fred slowed down slightly as he slowly let the heavy cock in deeper and deeper.

"Fuck..." Draco grunted when his cock was fully buried in one the Weasley twins' mouth. Fred grunted around him, too, his tongue pressing and shifting against the underside of Draco's cock, while he started moving gingerly at first, so his throat could get used to the sensation but then faster and faster until he almost let Draco's cock slide completely out of his mouth before sucking it all in again.

Draco drew his arm in front of his mouth and bit down onto his cashmere pullover, almost tearing into the knitted patterns. He only half-heartedly heard the noises coming from George's general direction and he forced his head to look over at the other twin as well. He whimpered, biting harder, as he saw that George had his cock out as well, his eyes on Draco's cock while his fingers moved on himself. His prick was hard and red and Draco longed to taste it.

George smeared the precome that was leaking from the tip around his length for lubrication, as his glance shifted to Draco's face for a second. He offered a soft, but heated smile then he looked back down, licking his lips. Draco's eyes widened with lust as he thought how good it would feel to have George in front of him as well, or maybe licking his arse, god he would give up half of his inheritance for that, probably.

Fred moved his long, calloused fingers, and first cupped his balls, rolled them on his palm for a couple of seconds, then his middle finger shifted further and pressed against his hole. Another fervent whimper broke out from Malfoy, luckily still muffled by the cashmere pullover. Draco smashed his hips forward, fucking Fred's mouth, who didn't seem offended by the sudden forceful shoves. He took it with his playful brown eyes stuck on Draco's face.

Draco felt like he was in heaven as his cock slid inside the wet heat, swiftly moving tongue lapping against his sensitive skin, fingertip gently brushing over and over his entrance. Draco stretched a hand towards George, who stepped closer with his jeans sitting snugly on his hips and his hand relentless stroking his erect manhood. Malfoy tugged him close enough so he could bury his face in the other's neck, then grabbed the heavy, wet manhood. He grunted loudly, when he felt the twin's velvety skin in his firm grip as he had longed to do this again for many years now. He stroked George, his thumb brushing the tip, his fingertips tracing the thick, throbbing veins on the manhood. He wished he could hold Fred in his hand, too or, even better, in his mouth, sucking on the gorgeous prick.

"Draco, you're hot chocolate is ready!" Narcissa called from the living room.

Draco could sense George go stiff next to him, his cock jerked wildly, then the next moment hot semen covered his palm. He, too, felt his orgasm approach. He looked down at Fred who was palming himself through his pants, frowning slightly, getting closer and closer, too, until suddenly he grunted loudly, his moves becoming erratic.

"Draco?" Narcissa called for him again and Draco, mind foggy with his building orgasm, leaned away from George's neck.

"I'm... f-fuck.. I'm coming!" He shouted back aiming for a casual tone as best as he could while he shoot his seed down the twin's eager mouth, who swallowed every drop of come. The force of his orgasm caused him to curl forward slightly, before he arched his back, panting grasping into red hair.

"That was close." Fred grinned, standing up, casting cleaning charms on all three of them.

Draco reorganized himself and shot the twins a mean look. "If my mother had seen us..."

"I would have apparated to our room." George said brushing his lips to Draco's before he turned around. "I hope there's more of that hot chocolate."

"Yeah." Fred grinned catching up to his brother.

"I always crave sweets after coming." They both said, wickedly smirking at Draco over their shoulders.

The blond just rolled his eyes and went after them. He too, was craving something but that wasn't some damn hot chocolate.

TBC