This has taken a few more days. I was sick and wasn't up to writing, and when I wanted the heat was too much (we reached forty something degrees the other day, this is horrible). Anyways, hope you like it. This is the last part of the orgy.

PAIRINGS: Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy, Lucius Malfoy/Colin Creevey, Sirius Black/Kingsley Shacklebolt, Harry Potter/anonymous boys, Draco Malfoy/Ron Weasley, Seamus Finnigan/anonymous boys

WARNINGS: sauna sex (?), cumdump!Harry, cumdump!Seamus, snogging, light BDSM


Harry might have fucked around nineteen guys, and it was only seven o'clock in the morning. Sometimes he found someone he liked while he was walking around and started having sex, but sometimes boys just grabbed him and waited for a signal of consent. Harry wanted to go to the sauna. He'd heard about them before, the Dursleys used to go to spas. Without him, obviously. He looked at a map, hundreds of dots moving around. Finally he found the sauna on the map. He wanted to go walking, just in case he found a hot guy in the way, but he'd been fucked so hard that he was limping. He apparated in front of the sauna. It was bigger than he expected, and it hade three floors. The Room or Requirement had probably created it so that everyone could fit in.

Harry approached the door. There were boys having sex nearby, probably because they hadn't reached the sauna. Harry was used to it, though. Whenever you went there were people having sex, and when you were fucking with a guy –or guys– there were blokes around you, all the time: Adults fucking with students, drunk students fucking with students, and all kind of combinations. Harry entered the building but the hall was actually a locker room. He looked at himself in a mirror and was surprised by his state. He had some scratches on his chest and dry cum on his chin. He was exhausted but he wanted to experience new things. He took his jockstrap and his vest off and placed them in one of the closets.

Harry went to the first floor, which wasn't easy because his limping leg made everything harder. He realized that clenching his anus was also painful, so he decided to go loose around.

Harry was shocked, "What are you doing here?" Harry asked. A man was sitting on one of the benches with a boy riding his dick and moaning. The boy was also sweating, and it seemed like they were both about to pass out due to the heat. Drops of sweat traveled down the man's chest, and his long, blonde hair was also wet. Harry got closer and realized that the boy riding Lucius Malfoy's cock was Colin Creevey. Lucius Malfoy smirked at him and started laughing.

"Good morning, Potter? Or should I say afternoon? I've lost track of time," said Lucius, "Come and sit here."

Harry did as he was told and sat next to the man, who grabbed the glass of cognac he'd left on the bench. Harry felt really awkward, sitting naked next to his boyfriend's father, who happened to be fucking Colin Creevey.

"Having fun, Potter? Hope you've experienced with Draco, he's very fond of you," said Lucius, his eyes barely open.

"Malfoy, shouldn't you leave the sauna before you both faint?" Harry asked.

"It won't be necessary, I'm just having fun with this Mudblood," Lucius said while taking a sip of his cognac, "We've been here for around four hours now. When he's about to reach orgasm I obliviate him, so each time he's more eager," Lucius explained. "Anyways, I wanted to talk to you. If you actually want a serious relationship with Draco, and I hope you do, because you make him happy –I'd have never thought I'd say those words–, you must stop your eh… lifestyle. You'll only have sex with Draco. Our family is a family of tradition and respect, and that starts with respecting yourself and my family. I know it's not something the Weasleys do, but in the wealthy families we are really strict. By the way, you're invited to dinner in Christmas. I'm not inviting you," Lucius stopped talking and obliviated the boy riding him, "As I was saying, I'm not inviting you, it's been Narcissa's idea. Since she discovered that her son is fucking with the Boy Who Lived she hasn't stopped talking about gay couples and gay shit.

"Malfoy, if you hate me so much, why do you allow our relationship?" Harry asked.

"You make Draco happy and Voldemort is dead. And remember, I'm a Malfoy, but I'm also a father," Lucius explained. He stood up holding the boy, who kept impaling himself on Malfoy's dick. He probably didn't even know who this man was, "We're leaving you here, Harry, it might be better if we go to the BDSM area before we pass out. I'd rather spank and tie this boy. See you on Christmas holidays, Potter." And Lucius left.

Harry heard moans coming from the second floor and decided that maybe he could have fun there. He found Kingsley fucking Sirius. His godfather was kneeling on the floor, his arms resting on one bench. The man behind him was fucking him fast and rough, and Sirius seemed to enjoy it. Kingsley was huge. Not his dick, but his body. He had a muscled back, and his pectorals were like Harry's face. Hiss ass was bouncing, and his legs were toned.

"Hey, Harry. It'll be your turn in a second," said Kingsley. Sirius reached the orgasm before his partner, but that didn't stop the black wizard from fucking Black's prostate. When Harry saw that Kingsley was about to finish, he positioned himself, lying on a bench, waiting for the dick. "Have fun, Harry," said his godfather. Sirius tapped his ass and disapparated, leaving Kingsley and Harry alone.

Harry heard footsteps, followed by two rough hands gripping his hips. Kingsley laid on Harry, pushing him against the bench. His sweat and body heat, along with the sauna's temperature and Kingsley's weight choking Harry. The boy felt Kingsley move and position his dick in Harry's cleft. The man didn't waste time preparing him, he was already loose. He pushed inside Harry, really slowly. It was a torture, and Harry knew that the man was doing it on purpose. After five minutes, the wizard was finally buried inside Harry, who was moaning and trying to move his hips, but Kingsley kept him still. "So, Harry, tell me, how are your studies doing?" asked Kingsley. "You must be fucking kidding me," said Harry, "fuck me al-". In that moment Kingsley started slamming, holding with one hand Harry's right hip and with the remaining one his left shoulder. Harry groaned, the feeling coming as a huge surprise. He started rolling his hips, trying to help. He was desperate, his asshole was in pain whenever there wasn't a dick inside. He didn't know if he was imagining it or whether it was actually physical pain.

Harry was moaning and Kingsley telling him what a good whore he was. Harry lost track of the time, but he didn't care. He was falling apart, and his lover's cock was ripping his rectum, even though he was quite loose. Kingsley had been fucking him faster, which made Harry move, one of his legs hanging off.

He was shouting when two people entered the room. At first he didn't care, he was too into the sex and dizzy to focus, but when he saw the blond man and the ginger man kiss he realized who they were: his best friend and his boyfriend. At first he was shocked, basically because he'd never expected Ron or Draco to even touch each other. It was scientifically impossible. Until now. The view turned him on. Ron and Draco were naked, except for their vests, and they were eating each other's faces. Ron was playing with Draco's nipple, while the Slytherin grabbed the boy's hair. They both started groaning, their dicks already leaking pre-cum, which turned Harry on. He started to fuck himself against Kingsley, who was also staring at the two men in front of him, harder. The Ministry worker started moaning and Harry knew he was about to finish. When he was about to do so, he turned Harry around, his chest looking upwards. Kingsley pulled out and came on Harry's chest and armpits, leaving his semen glued to Harry's body hair. The man kissed Harry on the cheek and disapparated.

"What the fuck are you two doing?" asked Harry, still lying.

"He wanted to provoke you," Ron said.

"Well, you fucking got what you wanted," snapped Harry. Draco was grinning, happy that he had achieved his goal.

"Uhmm… Harry, they're looking for a bottom to take a few dicks," muttered Ron.

"I can do it! Will you be there?" Harry asked, turning his head to Draco.

"You know about the rules. And no, I don't want to be there looking how one hundred guys fuck my boyfriend," said Draco.

Harry was confused. He turned his head to Ron, "A few? 100 a few? I mean, it's not like I won't do it, but you should've told me," Harry told his best friend. "They are also fucking Seamus, you'll be one next to each other. But you'll be blindfolded, you'll never know who's fucked you in that row," explained the Weasley.

Harry accepted the offer, and once they had left the sauna Ron and Harry disapparated, not before having a romantic scene where Draco kissed Harry passionately. The two friends were now in the place where the boys who wanted to take part had been called. Although Harry was sexually excited, he wasn't hard yet, which is something Ron couldn't say. Ron made a gesture with his hand, telling Harry to move. He was guided to a table that had been placed against a wall. Next to him, floating, was a red shiny zero. Ron told Harry to lay on the table, looking at the ceiling. Then, Ron asked the room for some ropes and they appeared on the floor. Harry could see boys still fucking around, fucking everywhere. Ron was tying the ropes around his knees when he heard Seamus. He was positioning himself on the table, with the help of a bloke Harry didn't recognize, "Oi, Harry, I didn't know you were gonna be me mate. It's gonna be great craic!," said the Gryffindor.

Harry had his knees against his chest, his legs tied and the ropes attached to the wall behind him. In that moment Ron started to blindfold him until he couldn't see anything. Then he felt Ron's lips kiss him tenderly, probably to reassure him. Harry could hear boys coming closer, probably curious.

"Okay, hello everyone. Now, these two will be the party's cumdumps. Basically, you can fuck them and cum inside, leaving the cum there so that the next person can use it as lube. As you can see there's a red zero floating next to each boy. It will count the amount of boys that have fucked our dear bottoms, and once it reaches one hundred the ropes will untie themselves and the blindfold will disappear unless the boys decide to take more dicks. Understood?" Ron said.

Boys started clapping and cheering, clearly excited. "Then, let the feast begin," Ron said. In that moment Harry felt a cock slide in. The boy started a nice rhythm, but it felt like the boy was making love to Harry. But Harry didn't want that, he just wanted to fuck. The boy tried to kiss him, but Harry avoided his lips. The idiot got the message because he started to thrust in faster, although not too fast. After a few minutes, he started pressing Harry's prostate. The boy started shouting and moaning, while Harry grunted and bit his lip. He didn't touch himself, he wanted to last. Finally, the guy came.

The cum slipping out his ass was being used as lube by the following guys. There had been a few that had literally destroyed him. They thrust fast, never caring about the boy they had underneath (which was what Harry wanted). A lot of cum that had leaked was now on the table. Sticky, it had remained on his asscheeks. Harry could hear Seamus moaning next to him, sometimes even aiming the boys and men to fuck him harder, to use him. A man was fucking Harry know, holding him by his thighs and pushing roughly. He knew he was older than him, basically, because his gasps were different. But Harry didn't know that this was his best friend's father, or that many of the boys that had fucked him were friends.

The situation had changed in the last hour. If Harry had felt pleasure, now he was feeling pain. He knew it was due to the amount of different dicks he'd taken in such a short span of time, but he had to keep going. He started to move his ass unconsciously, trying to avoid the dicks that were coming. Ron realized and approached his friend, "Don't worry, Harry, only fifty cocks to go! And you can stop after satisfying those fifty men," Ron said.

Fifty more, Harry thought. He wondered if he could take them all, but he thought it'd be impossible. Like, he'd been fucking since Friday, but he'd rested in the meantime. His asshole, too abused, opened for another dick. This man was a beast, moving his dick in such angles that were designed to hurt the boy's walls. Lucius Malfoy kept slamming until he saw the boy's toes writhe. Before coming he pulled out and came on Harry's hair, so that, once the cum was dry, t it would hurt to clean it, even with magic.

Harry kept taking cocks, sometimes twice at the same time. He actually liked it, because, although it was painful, it would take less time to finish. Four hours after, Ron announced it, "Only three more guys. Those who are queueing and are not the next three boys, wait and see whether they want more dick or not."

Another boy started pushing in while he played with his nipples, extremely sensitive. He came inside Harry as well, while Harry groaned due to the pain that so much pleasure had caused. Harry thought he wouldn't make it, specially when he felt two dicks slide in, splitting him even him. The pain was unbearable, but at least the boys moved slowly. After a few minutes Ron started speaking to him, "Harry, do you want more dicks or should we stop?" Ron asked. "Stop, Ron, I can't keep going," said Harry. "Great, mate. You've been amazing. You've fucking taken one hundred cocks, plus those you had before," Ron said. The rope untied themselves and the blindfold disappeared. There were no boys left, except for a man who was now fucking Seamus. After he finished, Seamus, between gasps and moans, said that he wanted more, so the boys that had been waiting approached.

Draco arrived at that moment and kissed Harry, who was a bit dizzy and couldn't focus well due to the lack of light in the three previous hours. "Draco, I need to go. I've taken so many boys, I want to rest," Harry said. Draco just smiled at him and carried him in a bride style. He then apparated next to the door and left, leaving all the thirsty boys fucking behind.

Draco and Harry reached Slytherin's Common Room. Draco thought this would be the best place to rest. He was exhausted too and he was sure that his boyfriend, already asleep in his arms, wouldn't care about sleeping there. He climbed the stairs to his dormitories and placed Harry in his bed. He then took their vests off and proceeded to lay next to Harry, spooning him. And then he fell asleep.