FRIDAY

The three slowly woke in the late morning. One shifting causing the other two start waking. Harry was the first to open his eyes, wincing from the pain coming from his arse. One of the twins, he wasn't sure which, felt his wince and patted his hip with a slurred "It's okay" which sounded more like "Is omay". Ignoring the twin Harry pushed himself up, holding back another wince. He wrinkled his nose as he noticed the state they were all in. Dried cum was coming off in flecks as he moved, and it was everywhere. Not only was it between his legs and his chin, but his entire torso area. They had after all, not used a cleaning charm on the bed before going to sleep.

With a sigh he crawled off of the bed, giving the waking twins a nice eyeful of his tantalizing arse. Checking the hall, and not seeing either of the other two staying in the Burrow, hurried to the bathroom. Starting up and stepping into the shower he sighed in pleasure as the hot water beat down on his muscles. So intent on enjoying his shower, he never heard the bathroom door open. He certainly noticed when the twins joined him in the shower however.

He backed up into the wall and eyed the twins wearily. The two redheads shared a look and didn't try getting closer.

"Harry," George started, sharing another look with Fred. "We know last night was mostly some drunken fun."

"But we can't say we regret it." Fred finished.

Harry looked at them in shock. He knew the twins had to be serious, that was the only time he really heard them use complete sentences, and not try to confuse him. Feeling another twinge from his arse he lowered his head with a blush. "I, really enjoyed last night. So, I guess I don't really regret it either." he fidgeted, feeling the twins stare.

Almost immediately the twins were on him, George claiming his mouth and Fred kneeling in front of him. Harry groaned into George's mouth as Fred kissed his inner thigh before taking the tip of his cock into his mouth and sucking. George left Harry's mouth and trailed open mouth kisses down Harry's neck. Harry titled his head back onto the wall, giving George better access. He closed his eyes, making sweet sounds to the twins ears and clenched his fists as Fred continued to playing with his quickly hardening cock and George moved down to work on pebbling his nipples.

George's hand went to Harry's arse, and using the water from the shower to help ease his way, started getting Harry ready again.

They all froze as they heard Ron yell up the stairs that brunch was on. Fred removed his mouth with a pop and stood up. The three shared a look and George stepped out of the shower. "I'll deal with them." He gave Harry a heated look. "I'll come find you again later."

When the door closed behind George Fred turned back to Harry and whirled him around, pushing him against the wall. Harry gasped as his erection was pushed against cool tile and arched forward into the wall. Fred, knowing his brother already prepared Harry, thrust in while Harry was still arched into the wall. Harry let out a strangled sob as not only was he penetrated but his erection was pressed harder into that wonderful cool tile.

Fred didn't bother starting of slow and gentle, they didn't have time and he preferred to go right into it anyway. He thrust fast and hard, setting a brutal pace that even through the pain Harry couldn't help but enjoy. With the pace he set it wasn't long before Fred exploded inside of Harry. After checking his breath Fred pulled out and seeing Harry still grinding into the tile, smirked. He licked a trail up Harry's neck to his ear and whispered, "Don't take to long." before walking out of the shower and bathroom, leaving Harry still hot and bothered, alone in the shower.

When he felt the body leave his after the whisper Harry whirled around in time to see Fred waltzing out of the bathroom. He ignored his own need long enough to gape at the door. With a groan he brought his hand down to his erection and leaning against that cool tile, started pumping himself.

He came with a grunt and mumbling, set about cleaning himself and the shower. Ten minutes after he finally made his way down the stairs and into the kitchen.

"Took ya long enough mate." Ron said around a mouthful of food when Harry came in.

Harry gave his best friend a strained smile as he sent a glare at the smirking Fred. Brunch was a boisterous affair, Ron dragged Harry into Quidditch conversation and Hermione was trying to convince Fred and George to go for their NEWT's. After brunch it was decided since Harry was late, he had to clean up while the others went to go swimming in a nearby pond. Vocalizing that he didn't know the way to the pond, George volunteered to stay behind and lead Harry to the pond when clean up was done. Raising an eyebrow at George, who was casually leaning against a counter, he turned to the table.

Harry found the table clean and right after felt wetness in his arse. He turned around confused to see George holding a wand with a crooked smile. "Lubing charm." was the only explanation he got before George was on him. The table pressed painfully into his back but Harry ignored it as George left his mouth and trailed kisses down his neck just like earlier in the shower. So like before, Harry titled his head to give George better access.

George grabbed Harry's arse and lifted him up onto the table. Still attacking his neck George made quick work of removing Harry's pants and boxers. Abandoning Harry's neck George nuzzled Harry's half hard dick. Giving the tip a kiss he licked up to the top and then back to the base. Bringing a hand up and fondling Harry's balls he lightly nibbled on the younger's erection head.

Once Harry was fully hardened George took the head into his mouth and sucked. Loving the noises Harry made he slowly encased Harry's erection in his mouth, swirling his tongue all around it. His hand continued to fondle Harry as he started bobbing his head, lightly scrapping Harry was his teeth. As Harry was in the throws of a mighty powerful blowjob George worked his hand under Harry and just as he deep throated him, shoved a finger into his hole.

Harry screamed out as he came and gripped George's hair. "Fuck," he panted.

George chuckled as he stood. "If you insist." He grabbed Harry's legs and brought them over his shoulders, cause Harry upper body to lie down on the table. He shot the lubing charm at Harry again, just for the heck of it.

Harry shivered as the cool lube dribbled from his hole and waited with agonizing composure as George slowly sheathed himself in him.

"Damnit George, either go faster or I'm going to have to go find Fred." Harry grunted.

George looked down at him surprised before pulling out and slamming back in. Harry moaned and his body arched off the table. Seeing that Harry liked it hard, and knowing from the comment, fast, slowly increased his pace as he slammed into the smaller body until all that was heard was mewling, grunting, and flesh hitting flesh. When he felt his release coming on George's thrust became frantic and he reached down to pump Harry with his thrusts, wanting the younger male to come first.

Harry did cum first, spilling his seed all over George's hand and shirt, right before George coating his insides with his own seed. George slid out and shot cleaning charms at both of them as they caught their breath, pulling up his pants as well.

"That was fun." George grinned down roguishly. "Guess it's time for swimming now." Harry groaned and rolled his eyes, not bothering to get off the table yet. "If that's the way you want it." George swooped down and threw Harry over his shoulder.

Getting over his shock Harry hit George on the back with his fists. "George! I don't have pants on!"

George charmed his boxers back on but not his pants, "You're going swimming Harry, you don't need your pants."

"George!"

The three swimming laughed when they saw George walk up carrying an annoyed Potter like a bag of potatoes. Harry screeched as George threw him into the water, splashing the laughers.

"Cannon ball!" was yelled before George followed in, making a larger splash.

Harry was eventually dragged into a water fight and forgot to be mad. The sun was hanging low in the sky before Hermione decided they should head back to the borrow and have supper.

"Do we have to?" Harry pouted at his friend.

Hermione huffed and pointed her finger at him. "Fine, but you'd better come when I call."

Harry grinned and ducked back under the water. Ron and George - because he was sure Harry was still annoyed with him - decided to go with Hermione, while Fred opted to stay behind. When his youngest brother and his girlfriend were far enough away Fred left the water, took of his trunks, and spread himself out on the grass. Harry brought the surface of the water and looked over at Fred. "Come dry off Harry." Fred was looking at him with heavy eyes and Harry debated with himself if he really wanted to go again. When Fred started stroking himself the decision was made, leaving the water he shimmied out of his clothing. Crawling up Fred's body he took the redheads lips into a languid kiss before sliding down and replacing Fred's hand with his mouth. He tried to mimic what he his pleasure filled mind could remember from what George had done earlier and looked up at Fred through lidded eyes as his head bobbed on Fred's erection.

After his orgasm Fred wasn't feeling patient anymore and pushed Harry into a similar position as he was in last night, only this time his shoulders were on the ground and only his arse was in the air. Fred felt himself harden again at the sight of that tempting rear stuck in the air. He kissed down Harry's spine as he rammed into him without lube or preparation. He didn't wait for Harry to get used to him inside, he knew very well what he and George had been doing hours earlier and it drove him mad with want.

Harry screamed as the pain warred pleasure and pleasure won by far. He kept thrusting his body back, and then forward as Fred's hand wrapped around his cock. So with every thrust that was made into his arse, the hand copied the motion. When Harry's orgasm came Fred just kept thrusting and pumping and Harry's entire body shuddered with the immense pleasure going through it. Even during his pleasure high Harry continued to thrust back onto Fred and with his arse muscles tightened due to pleasure, Fred's orgasm wasn't far behind. Fred continued to thrust into the hot body beneath him, riding out his orgasm.

When Fred caught his breath and stars left his vision he pulled out of Harry, who didn't move, still in a pleasure high. Fred watched as his cum leaked out of the puckered hole and deciding he still had time before anyone came looking he lowered his head and started licking Harry's inner thighs clean with relish.

"F-Fred," Harry stuttered out in desire.

Fred just hummed in response and continued to lap up his cum, moving from the thighs up to the arse. Harry let out a strangled moan, especially as that cleaning tongue probed into the hole where the cum was coming from.

Feeling Harry thrust his body back onto his tongue Fred grabbed Harry's hips and started thrusting his tongue into his willing beauty. Harry cried out as the wet muscle continued to slide in and out of him, desperately trying to thrust back on it. Deciding to speed Harry up, Hermione would be calling for them soon, Fred reached over and wrapped his hand around Harry's cock. Taking a tight grip his pumped furiously, all the while thrusting his tongue inside of the pliant body.

It was during Harry's orgasm that Fred heard Hermione's magically amplified voice call them in, so inside of cleaning Harry with his tongue again, he just used the cleaning charm and helped the sated man back into his clothing.

Dinner passed quickly and before Harry knew it, Hermione and Ron were saying good night.

"Night Harry."

"Night mate."

Hermione and Ron went up the stairs to their respective rooms.

"And I'm going to go change our sheets, they need it." Fred winked at George and flounced out of the room.

With a grin George sent a banishing charm at Harry's shorts and pulled him into his lap. He shifted on the chair to get more comfortable and unzipped his pants, pulling his hardening dick from his boxers. After thoroughly arousing Harry and impaling him, he let Harry control it. He knew from earlier the vixen liked it hard and fast and decided to find out just how hard and fast by letting Harry be in control. And take control Harry did, instantaneously bouncing on the erection, bringing them both pleasure.

Harry seemed hypersensitive from the previous times he had sex that day and it wasn't long before he was coming, but kept riding George's cock, having found from earlier with Fred it helped further the pleasure. George felt himself losing control, Harry seemed to be getting better, and didn't want to end so early in the fun so he gripped the arm chairs in a crushing grip until he felt he could hold back longer. Easing his grip from the chair he switched it to Harry's shaft and balls, bringing the young man over the edge again, orgasming for the second time. After that George tried, but found he couldn't stand it anymore. He swiftly changed their positions so Harry was bent over the chairs arm and was pounding into him franticly as his own orgasm threatened to overtake him. And overtake him it did, within a few thrust in the new positions George followed Harry into pleasure bliss.

After George pulled out and Harry felt he could stand, he said goodnight to George and left in only his shirt, as his boxers were gone thanks to the banishment charm. George watched his arse as he left quite happily before going up to his own room.