disclaimer: Harry Potter fanfiction in an alternative universe where Voldemort DID die when he tried to kill baby Harry. In this world, no one else but Voldemort, James and Lily died. On their fourth year, death eaters tried to rise to power without a "lord" to kiss ass, but Harry and Cedric were able to escape the graveyard alive, saying the death eaters were trying to regain power, and that led to Umbridge coming to Hogwarts the next year. Bellatrix did escape Azkaban, but no one heard from her ever since. There was never an invasion to Hogwarts, Dumbledore is alive and well. Harry, Ron, Hermione, everyone is at Hogwarts, on their seventh year, with no Battle of Hogwarts to happen.

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In this world nobody died after Voldemort tried to kill Harry and everyone is living as normal students, no worries but deciding what to do after graduation.

Wandering around the castle was never a problem for Potter, he was used to walk around at night, he loved the peace and quiet. During the day, eyes darted to his direction even YEARS after enrolling to Hogwarts and that stressed him too much. At night he could even sit on the corridors with no worry... But of course with his invisibility cloak to avoid running into Filch and getting detention.

Sitting on a big ass window close to the clock tower he was contemplating the stars, trying to decide what to do next, as graduation was getting closer and closer. Big quidditch teams scouted him, the ministry of magic offered a desk job with the chance of being promoted to Auror in a couple of years, even Hogwarts proposed to have him as a substitute teacher. Too many options were messing with Harry's head.

Every since his fourth year, three years ago, when he was chosen as one of the Hogwarts champions for the Triwizard - the first time they had FOUR champions - whenever he wanted to relax, take time for himself and think, he would find his feet sneaking into the bathroom Cedric pointed him to. Nothing like a bathtub to calm your nerves, right?

He hoped off the window and decided to go that way again. That was the third time that week that he'd be going to that bathroom. It wasn't that late into the night yet, but he was sure no one else would be wandering around the castle at this time.

Arriving there, he could hear a faint sound of water rolling, so he took very light steps inside the bathroom to wait around for whoever was there to leave.

His eyes noted someone siting at the edge of the gigantic bathtub, back to him, with white blonde wet hair. Of course it was Draco Malfoy. He was Slytherin's head boy, this was his bathroom.

Harry watched the figure with attention. Draco was strategically sitting on a ray of moonlight, looking as he was glowing with the white light hitting his pale skin. He dropped his head back, with his eyes closed. Not ready to hear what he heard, Harry's eyes opened wide open. Malfoy was moaning.

As fast as Harry could without making any noise, he desperately left the bathroom and ran to the Griffindor tower to find his bed waiting for him. That didn't mean he was able to sleep at all. He wasn't able to shake Malfoy's image out of his head.

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The very next morning, Harry got up earlier than usual and got dressed for the day. Walking next to Ron and Hermione they found their way to the Great Hall to have breakfast.

As soon as they sat down, Ginny looked up and down at Harry and left the table to sit next to Luna Lovegood at Ravenclaw's.

"You two really didn't end things nicely, huh?!" Ron noted how his sister reacted to Harry's presence.

"No, not really. But... It was her choice, she ended things. I don't understand why she's still acting like this. It's been months now."

"I wouldn't expect you would understand", Hermione said. "She had her expectations and you led her on to believe you could and would fulfill them. That's wrong, Harry."

"Well. I don't quite know what I want to do with my life when we graduate in five months, but I know for sure I don't wanna get married and have kids as soon as she graduates! That's just... Insane." Harry blurred out.

"Watch the tone, man. That's my sister you're talking about." Harry apologized to Ron, and then they changed subjects.

Romantically speaking, Harry's life was... Well, complicated. His first crush was Cho Chang, but she was seeing Cedric, who he became friends with on his fourth year. On his fifth year, they decided to have extra classes of Defense against the dark arts, also known as Dumbledore's Army. During that time, the three of them became really close, like... Really close. The trauma of fighting death eaters brought the two boys as close as they could be. One night, after DA's meeting, Cedric stayed behind to check on Harry. Cho was there as well. First, right in front of Cedric, Cho pulled Harry by his neck into a kiss. He didn't quite understand. When they split from the hot kiss, Cedric approached and Harry's first thought was the he would get punched. Instead Cedric pulled him by his waist into another kiss. Harry was confused on so many levels, but didn't fought or argue. It was good. No, better than good... It was awesome. It wasn't the last time that happened. During that year, that was Cedric's last year on Hogwarts, the three of them had more encounters like this one. The most memorable one was one time Harry walked on Cedric and Cho making out hard on the bathtub of the prefects' bathroom. He wasn't quiet about intruding and said sorry multiple times... Only to be called to action by both Cedric and Cho. He entered the bathtub, fully naked just like the other two and slowly approached them. Cho turned her back to Cedric and pulled Harry closer as soon as she could reach him. Her skin was hot. They kissed, it was even hotter. When Cedric groped Harry's ass, he was sure they were burning into flames.

"Harry?" Fingers snapped right in front of his face, it was Ron. "You okay? You zoned out for a second and you're like... Red?"

"F-fine, I'm fine." He was blushing only remembering that night... It was indeed a whole night to remember. Drinking some of the juice, his eyes darted around the Great Hall and unadvertised met Malfoy's for a couple of seconds and it felt like eternity. He blushed more, as he had fresh memories on his head of Malfoy's moan. It was the hottest moan he ever heard.

He drowned the juice and left his food barely touched. Saying bye, he left Ron, Hermione and others at the table confused. Exiting the Great Hall, he fastly entered the closest broom closet and took a deep breath.

It's been a while since he got lucky for the last time. Around five months. It was the second and last time he had been with... Ginny. She was a devil... Her moans were loud and sexy and her nails would draw blood of his back and shoulders as she asked for more. It was intense. Even though things didn't work out between them in the end, Ginny was incredible.

Another deep breath. He looked down. On his pants, his dick was hard and pulsing, needing attention, needing to be touched.

"Fuck-" Harry breathed out. He had only a few more minutes before his first class and he wasn't sure he could shy way his boner without jacking off. "Fuck."

He pushed down the zipper and opened the button of his pants. His shirt was brought up, as he didn't wanna mess with his clean clothes. With one last deep breath, his right hand slipped into his pants and he hold his dick over his underwear. It was hot, wet with pre cum. He wouldn't last much, which was perfect. He put his pants right down his butt, and the touch of it with the cold walls of the broom closet brought him more memories.

Days before Cedric's graduation and last quidditch match of the season, still wearing their sports uniform, Harry was dragged into another broom closet. Cedric whispered on his ear how hot he looked with his messy hair and how sexy was to watch him play quidditch, so focused and holding his broom so hard. Cedric said he wanted to be Harry's broom, he wanted to be held that strongly. The kiss was urgent and no more than two minutes later, Harry could feel his cock hard against the fabric of the uniform. Shifting in place without stopping the kiss, they removed the big cape from their uniforms and on a certain moment, he felt that Cedric was as hard as he was. At the same time they opened their pants. Cedric brought his body next to Potter's and with his right hand he started jerking both of them. Harry moaned loudly, it was amazing to feel both Cedric's hand and dick on his own, only to be gagged by Diggory's left hand. Cedric then kneeled down and sucked Harry until he came on his mouth. They shared another kiss and Potter could taste himself on Diggory's tongue. "Fuck me." He said in a low tone filled with lust, looking right into Cedric's eyes. I'm a fast movement his face was smacked against the wall and he could feel Diggory's dick really close to his asshole. Cedric spat on two of his fingers and let them inside Potter, making him moan lightly. He thrusted the fingers a few times, but Harry grew impatient. They needed to be faster. Diggory slapped his ass with his right hand and gagged him again with the left one, and then he finally used his dick to pound Harry's ass. Both of them were moaning uncontrollably. Harry was getting harder again just by listening Cedric close to his ear. He came again, just as Diggory came inside him, with a long moan... Pretty much like Malfoy's.

He held inside his mouth a big moan as he came, cum splashing the walls in front of him and dripping on his underwear and a single drop on the pant... But he couldn't care less. It was the strongest coming he had in a while and he had it as soon as he thought of Malfoy's moan. Still holding his dick, he felt it pulsating one last time, with another cum splash. Woah. He licked his hand to clean the cum that might've dropped there and a kick spell fixed the spots on the wall in front of him. As he put down his shirt and pulled up his zipper, he heard the door to his left being opened.

"Skipping class, Potter? Should I send you to detention?" That voice was clear and Harry knew it pretty well.

"M-Malfoy. I... Guess Peeves pranked me? And I'm still on time to get to class, if you just excuse me." He fixed his shirt one more time, walking towards the door that was behind Draco.

"Peeves, huh?" Draco said, standing still in front of Harry, so close that they could feel each other's breath. "Alright. Go"

No objection? Harry didn't bother to ask or question. Malfoy was a head boy and had the power to send him to detention if he wanted to. He just walked past Draco, their shoulders brushing lightly, and went to class while thinking of an excuse to tell Ron and Hermione.

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The afternoon came fast, and right after lunch the golden trio sat by the river to do homework. Hermione didn't want any of them to miss on papers, after all this was their last year on Hogwarts.

The rest of the day was smooth, and everyone went to bed around 11. Harry couldn't sleep. He waited a few minutes to get up and hide under his cloak. He really needed another relaxing bath on that gigantic bathtub. Maybe to clear his head of all the pressure to choose a path, maybe to find Malfoy there again. What?

He stopped abruptly on the middle of the corridor with that thought on his mind. Did he unconsciously thought of the sight of a naked Draco Malfoy? Oh, well... His subconscious was right, though... That moan was really, really hot.

Entering the bathroom, he could hear again the faint sound of water, and one more time he slowly walked towards the sound.

He was there again, as if he was waiting for Harry to show up. Malfoy was sitting on the edge of the tub, like last night, but this time with his back to the bathtub. Under his invisibility cloak, Harry could see Malfoy fully naked, stroking lightly his dick that was hard and big on his hand. He wasn't in a hurry, he was taking the time he needed. Probably a few minutes later he moved his position. Facing the tub, he kneeled down and with both hands started caressing his ass, and then his thighs and back to his ass. First one, then two fingers entered his asshole as he moaned softly. The free hand went back to his huge cock. As he jerked off, he thrusted his fingers inside himself and his moans were getting louder and louder. Harry couldn't believe but he slowly moved closer to have a better view of this scene.

He could see Draco's asshole winking at the fingers movement and he knew the pale man in front of him was close. Draco used the hand he was jerking off to hold onto the tub, and that made his ass dart up slightly, almost as it was inviting Harry. But of course, he didn't actually knew Harry was there. His moans were loud and echoing through the bathroom, and Potter was hard and slowly touching himself over his pajama pants. Draco with his pale skin and light hair, touching himself like this was like a painting. It was art. Harry was so focused on not making any sounds that he almost missed... Holding his two fingers inside him, Malfoy moaned a name while he came. But did Potter hear him right? With his legs trembling and weak, Malfoy sat on the towel he dragged across the floor, slowly caressing his wet and throbbing dick after cum.

"Oh, Potter..." He moaned one more time, before dropping his head back and letting himself feel the bliss of a good masturbation.

Harry was stuck and that way he stayed for a lot of seconds, until he was sure he was still under the cloak, hidden. A couple of minutes more, Malfoy slowly got up and his legs were still visibly weak, then he entered the tub, letting his body sink underwater.

Not so quiet as he should, Harry left the bathroom. Still under the cloak, he stopped before arriving at Gryffindor's tower and put his back against a wall because it finally hit him.

Malfoy was fantasizing about him while touching himself like that. And Harry had a HARD boner watching him. And the boner was still there, hard against his pajamas. He easily found and empty room, thanks to the Marauder's Map on his hand, and he didn't think twice before putting his pants down to jerk off, this time thinking of Malfoy, his beautiful white ass and his hard big dick. He thought of sucking him, of being sucked, of fucking him hard and being sucked back. He came, and came so hard he fell to his knees, legs weak not capable of holding his body up. He laid on the ground, covered himself with the cloak, his dick still out of his pajamas. It was burning hot, and the mere though of touching it right now would ignite another boner.

Deep breath after deep breath, in minutes he regained his composure, fixed his dick inside his pants and the cloak over his body, ready to go back to the dorm. But still he couldn't believe what just happened.

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Saturday mornings were easy. Everyone woke up later than usual. But Harry didn't get much sleep. Even on his dreams, Draco was bending over to suck him or to get fucked, moaning his name loudly and he woke up with a boner that he breathed out.

Before any of his friends woke up, he was already on his way to breakfast. Sitting by himself at the table, he looked over Slytherin's, but Draco Malfoy wasn't there. And he waited. He waited until Malfoy opened the grand doors, sat also by himself at the table and ate his food. Harry was having a hard time trying to hide the consistent gaze he hold on Draco that he actually noticed and held the gaze for almost ten seconds, before Harry left in a hurry to find the same broom closet from the day before.

Breathing hard, forehead to the wall, he could see that the mere hold Malfoy had on his gaze was enough to trigger his boner. He felt the blood pumping on his dick. He didn't even move when he heard the broom closet door open and close beside him.

"What's up, Potter? Another Peeves' prank?" Malfoy teased funnily.

"F off, Malfoy" Harry didn't even turn to look at him. He could feel his face blushed and his cock brush against his sweatpants. Malfoy also didn't move. "What do you want?" He said angrily.

"Just checking. As a head boy, I have to make sure students are fine..." Harry breathed harder, and took a whole second to Malfoy to understand. "Oh. You look pretty fine to me. We're calling it a Peeves' prank now? Ok." Draco joked.

"SHUT IT! Shut it, Malfoy. As if you don't have your private moments yourself." He bluttered and regretted it as soon as words came out of his mouth. Malfoy stepped closer, his chest an inch away to touch Harry's right arm.

"What did you just say?" Draco said in a low tone that was supposed to scare Harry, but ran straight to his boner.

"Nothing. Are you gonna leave me here, let me go or do you want me to deal with it in front of you?" Harry turned to face Draco, their bodies still one inch away from each other... Except Harry's boner that slightly brushed against Draco's pants. Malfoy swallowed. This was the closest they've ever been. Draco moved to the side, away from Harry.

"Leave. Don't get caught here again if you don't want a detention." When Harry passed beside him, Malfoy was looking down and appeared quite blushed. That's the most color Harry thought she saw on his face up close. But he felt kinda bad, that wasn't the answer he wanted to hear. Now he was wandering the halls of Hogwarts with a boner showing.

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The encounter earlier that day was electrifying and Harry couldn't shake it off his head. Malfoy was slightly taller than him, but way more pale. Up close he looked stronger and not a tiny thin figure as he always seen. His eyes were so gray and strong someone could get lost on them.

These thoughts and the memories from last night were too much to Harry's mind. He had to do something about it.

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Harry walked around for quite some time, there were still some students on the halls when he decides to make his way to the prefects' bathroom.

Today was the day, he would get the bath he deserved and desperately needed.

When the time came, he slipped into a corner and put on his invisibility cloak and made his way straight to the bathroom. It was empty, finally.

He removed the cloak and folded it, then stripped out of his clothes, folded them and left them on top of the cloak, trying to hide it.

After opening several taps, filling the tub to his liking, he entered the warm water. It was so good, almost like a hug, so comfortable. He laughed to himself remembering the kind of hugs he shared there.

The feeling of the warm water against his skin was so good and relaxing, he felt like he might've sleept for a few minutes. When he looked up, the moon was touching his olive skin much like it touched Draco's pale skin. He let his body float and looked down at his own body on the white light. He felt the touch of the water on his arms, his legs, his neck... His balls. It tickled. He shivered. He went back to the edge of the tub and sat facing the moon. And let his mind wander.

He imagined himself and Draco, together, under the moonlight. The white bright light touching their skin as their body touched each other. He imagined how good of a kisser Draco would be. How good would feel to kiss his neck, scratch his back and feel his dick growing hard against his, because of his touches. He imagined how would be Malfoy's taste. He wanted to taste it so bad... He imagined Draco's ass, bending over to get slapped and fucked hard. He imagined his pale ass turning red. He imagined Draco's lips around his dick, sucking it, taking all the time on the world, because Draco was so good at it.

At each thought he felt his dick hardening more and more, until it was pulsating. He shift his position, leaving one leg inside the tub and the other outside, he leaned back on his left arm, using his right hand to massage his balls slowly, in his head thinking of Draco sucking them. Then he moved his hand up, to his dick, and stroke it with only three fingers. He was so hard, but didn't want it to end. With slow movements, he let his mind wander, revisiting the memories of Draco jerking himself off and inserting himself in those memories.

He was getting closer and closer to come and he couldn't contain his moans too much. He imagined Draco riding him, with moonlight over them.

"Ah, Draco-" He couldn't stop a loud moan, slipping Malfoy's name. He kept on going, even more closer to come. He laid down the edge, with his right hand moving fast on his dick, he inserted two fingers of his left hand on his asshole. "Yes... Oh, yes, Draco" He moaned louder, and moaned more, until he came. He came so hard, the cum hit his cheek, mouth and chest. He let his arms and legs relax and licked his lips, cleaning the cum that fell there. Breathing hard, he let out a smile. That was a good one.

Potter was so absorbed in his thoughts he didn't even realize he had audience until he heard someone stepping closer. Before he could jump back into de tub, a very pale hand held him by the arm.

"Mind if I join?" It was Draco Malfoy, obviously. He was still standing, slightly bent to hold Potter's hand, but naked enough to have his hard dick way too close to Harry's eyes. Harry pushed back his arm and Draco let go. "I have every right to be here... Specially if you're fantasizing about me, Potter. Also, you missed a spot." With a fast move, he bent down and licked Harry's cum out of his cheek, left it on his tongue enough for Harry to see what he was doing and then swallowing it. "You taste so good, Harry." His voice was so low and sulky, Harry couldn't contain a shiver that ran down his spine.

Harry reached for Malfoy's neck, pulled him closer for a kiss. Harry was right, Malfoy was an excellent kisser. But he abruptly ended the kiss, for Harry's dismay. Gray eyes looked intensely at him, up and down and then back up, registering his whole body to make sure it was real.

"Slow down, Potter. I wanna stay here all night, fucking you and getting fucked by you in every way possible. You don't need to rush. If you want to stay, of course." Why would Malfoy say those things with that voice? Harry was losing his mind, just thinking about fucking him, the actual thing would probably kill him.

And he felt ready to die as he pulled Draco for another kiss, with enough strength to pull him over his body. He could feel Draco's boner between his thighs. While they kissed, their hands wander around each other's bodies, feeling every inch they could without pulling apart. Draco's dick was even harder than before and with one touch of his hand, he positioned it to touch Harry's, that was already hard again. They both moaned.

"Don't worry. I locked the door and pulled a spell so no one can hear me scream when you fuck me hard." Draco said, mouth close to Harry's. "But I want to fuck you first." Potter's only reaction was to nod. It was what Draco needed to lift up his torso. "Damn, Potter. Your own pre cum will be enough lube. I never thought you'd be so hot." He made circular movements with his thumb on Harry's ass, feeling how wet it was, already ready to get fucked. He positioned his dick and slowly entered Harry's asshole. It's been a while since it happened, but Harry was so turned on it went easy.

Draco began thrusting slowly with his torso lifted, away enough to look every expression on Harry's face, while he held his legs. To Harry that was the sexiest thing ever. And it was good. Draco knew exactly what to do and when to do and how to talk. He reached one of his hands to touch Harry's dick and started masturbating him at the same rythm he was thrusting his asshole.

"Kiss me, Draco. Kiss me while you fuck me." Harry said while moaning and he could see Malfoy's eyes sparkle. He bent over, without stopping his hip movements and kissed Harry as he asked. A hot and wet kiss. Harry was moaning inside the kiss, and Malfoy pulled away. He wanted to hear Harry, and he understood. As Harry's moans got louder, so did Malfoy's. Draco's thrusting got stronger and he held Harry's hips with both hands, lifting his torso again and throwing his head back. Potter knew what that meant, he saw it twice.

"Fuck, Potter... Oh..." Draco came inside Potter's asshole and was instantly pulled down for another kiss that he could barely keep up with. He went back to stroke Harry's dick, faster and faster, with enough pressure that in no time Harry came again moaning on his mouth. "Never in my entire life and all the times I fantasized about you I thought you would be like this. Hot. Sweaty. Steamy. Fuck, Potter. I wanna eat you out, I wanna die fucking you."

"Don't forget that before that, I have to fuck you, Malfoy." Said Harry almost out of breath and he felt cold as Draco got up and entered the tub.

"Come inside, Potter. The water is good." He joined Draco, sitting by his left side. The moon was high, but right now was lighting the two young men. Malfoy had his head resting on the side of the tub, right where minutes ago he was fucking Harry. His eyes were closed and his cheeks were blushed with a faint pink. His hair was a mess and Harry wanted to touch it, but decided to just copy Draco and rest his head and close his eyes.

Draco opened his eyes slightly to check if it was safe to look at Harry beside him. And he checked him out. His skin was glowing with drops of water and sweat running down the half of his exposed chest, mixing with the water of the tub. If during the day Potter's hair was messy, the post masturbation and sex hair was even messier. He could see Harry's hands holding the seat with strength. Was he having second thoughts? Malfoy certainly hoped not. His dick wasn't hard but he could see that it was bigger than average. He wanted to touch it. Harry abs and chest were moving up and down, following his breaths. His neck was almost asking to be kissed, but his lips... His lips hypnotized Malfoy. He stood there, watching his lips for more than a minute, and bit his own lip when se saw Harry lick his.

"Damn you, Potter. Why are you so hot?" He said with a low voice, just enough to Harry listen and he opened his eyes. Green met gray with intensity. Draco moved inside the tub just to stand in front of Harry, the water just by the level of his nipples.

"How long were you watching?" Harry said without hesitation, keeping the stare. Malfoy ran his wet hands through his hair.

"Enough to lose patience. Enough to almost reach my point without even touching myself. My name coming out of your mouth like that was the cherry on top. I knew I needed you to see me." He said calmly, but with a sulky voice, much to Harry's surprise. "And if I'm not wrong, I'd guess you've seen myself doing quite the same the other day." Harry only nodded, but sat straight, still looking right into Draco's eyes. "Did it make your hard, Potter?" He swallowed, and stepped one foot to Harry's direction.

"Yes. I couldn't even make it to Gryffindor's tower before jerking off to it. Just looking at your pale face this morning was enough to give me a boner. I wanted so hard to fuck you at that broom closet this morning, you don't even know." Harry was also standing up. The water slowly splashing oh his collarbone, as he was shorter than Draco.

"Oh, I know. Your boner was quite... Showy. I couldn't help but to look and starve. If I'd only knew it was because of me, I wouldn't have asked you to leave that closet. You know, as soon as that door closed when you left, my cock was so hard I had to jerk off thinking of being fucked by you against those disgusting walls." They were close, but not close enough. They weren't touching skin, but the warmth was rising. Their gaze wouldn't break for nothing.

"I did that once, being fucked against those walls. They're not as disgusting as you'd think." Harry said provocatively, with a low voice.

"So our Saint Potter likes to fuck around the castle? Interesting to know that this bathroom won't be the last place to have you to myself." Malfoy said with a smug face, as if he was proud to have fucked Potter and eager for the next time.

"What makes you think we're gonna fuck again, Malfoy?" Harry crossed his arms in front of his chest, and as soon as he closed his mouth, Draco stepped close enough that he could hear his whisper.

"You're hard again, just by talking to me, Potter. I know we're fucking again." Unbelievable. Harry had to check. He didn't even feel his dick getting hard, he was lost into Draco's eyes and voice, it was like magic. He uncrossed his arms and with his right hand, he touched himself and left a low moan and Draco stepped even closer. Draco could feel his dick getting harder and left a gasp when Harry's hand brushed it when he was touching himself.

And suddenly his mouth was against Harry's neck, kissing and sucking the skin. His right hand was pulling his hair while the left pulled Harry's body against his. Potter couldn't help but to moan. Draco's touch were better than what he could've imagined. His dick was now hard against his abs. He wanted to kiss Draco Malfoy and lose himself into that kiss. And he did.

His hands were holding Malfoy by his waist and he slowly walked back, without losing the blondes mouth. He hit his back on the step of the tub and he had to break the best kiss he ever had, but only because he wanted Draco to give him a blowjob. Specially when he saw that his lips were red when they parted the kiss. He sat at the edge of the tub and Malfoy positioned himself kneeling at the step of the tub, between Harry's legs. He kissed Potter's neck again, and then his chest, his abs and let his hands wander around his body. When he was kissing his left leg, something hit his cheek and he was surprised to what he saw, as he never expect it. And, Merlin, he could've come right then, right there.

Harry was holding his dick by the base, ready to hit it to Draco's face one more time, and then he saw the man's eyes filled with surprise and hunger. Malfoy got closer to his dick, giving soft kisses and licking his balls. He then proceeded to remove Harry's hand out of the way and with his own hands resting on the legs of the other, he put his dick on his mouth. In one movement, the hole thing was inside his mouth, he could feel it on his throat. And then he started doing smaller movements, with the best performance for a blowjob he could ever think of giving. And it was working. Harry's moans on his ears were getting louder and louder as he pulled his hair, trying to make him go faster and deeper, and he let it go as deep as he could manage, right when Harry exploded in his mouth. His taste was even better like this, and he swallowed everything and then stepped back to watch Harry.

He breathed heavily. Cheeks fully blushed. Mouth slightly open. Eyes open, and looking right back at his own eyes. That was the best bj Potter ever received yet and even though he just finished he was sure he wanted to be hard again to fuck that blonde man out of his mind. Malfoy then sat by his side, showing his boner.

"I guess you enjoyed that." He said, looking at Harry.

"Your mouth can do magic, Malfoy." They kissed slowly. And then not so slowly. And then things were getting warm again, but Harry wasn't ready just yet. "I wanna watch you. I want to see you touching yourself to me." He asked Malfoy and it worked like an order. Malfoy leaned back, his left hand holding his weight. His eyes locked on Harry's. His right hand slowly coming up from his thigh. And as soon as he touched his own dick, he moaned, his eyes closing slightly but then opening again, to never lose sight of the green eyed in front of him. Alternating the pressure and velocity of his hand, he controlled his movements, moaning as he felt closer. "Say it, Malfoy." And the voice was an awakening, he started moaning louder and louder and his movements were faster and faster.

"Oh... Yes... Pott-ah" He couldn't help but to let his head fall back, he was just so, so close. And as Harry's voice demanded him to say his actual name, he moaned even louder. "Hmmm... Har-Harry... Harry... Fu-fuck" He came so hard, his left hand couldn't stand his weight anymore he had to lay down with a quick movement. Harry was agape. He had Draco's cum on his thighs and he licked it after picking it up with his fingers. The pale figure in front of him was still trembling, his dick still slightly pulsing, the he project himself to Malfoy's directions, standing on all fours and put his mouth right on the first centimeters of his cock, and he could hear another moan, he could feel the body beneath him tremble harder, and he could taste another squirt of cum directly into his mouth. He tasted it and swallowed. He loved Draco's taste, it was sweeter than expected.

Draco remained lying, catching his breath. His heart was beating so fast, he thought it was about to explode. He was absolutely sure that was his best orgasm. Ever. It didn't matter whoever else he fucked our fucked him. That, right there, jerking off in front of Harry fucking Potter and moaning his name was the thing that gave him the best orgasm of his life - thus far. His eyes were closed, but he could feel that Harry was looking at him.

And Harry was, indeed, looking at every centimeter of the blonde man's body. Analysing everything and looking at every tiny detail so he could memorize it. He noticed Malfoy had some spots on his abdomen, chest and shoulders. He wanted to kiss them all. He noticed how beautiful Malfoy's hands were, how toned his legs were, and how his pubes had a lighter color, not a dense black. Also, he noted that Malfoy probably waxed. The young man in front of him was gorgeous and he was mad he didn't noticed that sooner.

"How long have you been doing that?" Harry blurted out, Malfoy could barely understand his words. "Thinking of me while jerking off."

"Honestly," Draco sat up, looking right into green orbs. "Probably for as long as I can remember." The answer shocked Harry. "I guess we were on our fourth year. Krum looked good on the champion uniform. Cedric was nice. But you? I couldn't describe it even if I wanted to." Potter looked at him with attention, clearly wanting to know more. Draco cleared his throat. "I went home at the end of that year, fist of all, horny. Hormones, you know what I mean. Second of all, ashamed. It wasn't a big secret that my father was a death eater. Funny enough, the biggest coward I've ever known. I knew he was up to something, but when you and Cedric came back and told your story, I knew for sure I didn't want to be like him." He then took a deep breath. "Anyways... We had a fight, he fled. I stayed home. And some thoughts invaded my head. You. You on your broomstick. Defeating a dragon. Wet out of the lake. Dirty, tired, holding Cedric's arm so strongly it made me want to be him. And then I realized I had a boner just thinking of you and I wanted to punch myself. I remember saying to myself that it would be an one time thing. I would do it that day and never again. I did it like 5 times that day." He couldn't help a laugh. Potter was blushing so hard, but laughed too. "I thought of you pining me against a wall and bending me over to fuck me. I thought of you, sitting on the stairs of the entrance of the castle, with your hard dick out and me in between your legs giving you a blowjob. I thought of us running around the corridors at night and fucking at the desks of empty classrooms. I would be so hard thinking of how much I wanted to kiss you sitting on the arm of the leather couch of Slytherin's common room, and then being pushed to lay there to fuck. One of my favorite image is us, under that damn invisibility cloak, during the day, at a random corridor while everyone is walking around us. Moving slowly and having to suppress moans so no one discover." Harry lick his lip. Malfoy's gaze was intense and his words were so raw. "This bathroom. You see, this place is such a fuckroom. If these walls could talk..."

"Oh. I know. My first time was here." Harry said. "I can only imagine what else might've happened here if that happened"

"Care to share?" One of Malfoy's eyebrows was raised. He was curious.

"Well. Cho Chang. And Cedric. His last year was... Memorable. They invited me in. She kissed me. While Cedric kissed her neck and shoulders. He touched me. It took me no time to get hard. He gave me a blowjob and watched while I fucked his girlfriend. And then I gave him a blowjob while Cho watched. And then we both fucked her for a while, but it was too much for her. So we changed things a bit, and I fucked him while he came down on her." The memory was still vivid on his memories. He would never forget that.

"Damn. That's certainly memorable. I thought you had lame missionary sex with the Weasley girl and it was so bad you dumped her." His chuckle had a mean tone to it. Harry decided to ignore that.

"No. She's intense, almost insatiable. My back would be hurting and bleeding for a couple of days, at least." Malfoy's jaw was open, he never thought Ginny Weasley could pull that off.

"That surprises me, indeed. Anyone else?"

"No. Just them. You?"

"Couple of Ravenclaws. A Hufflepuff. Someone from Durmstrang, from Krum's class. No threesomes, though." Harry laughed. It was so weird laughing at something Malfoy said, but felt natural.

"Who else fucked here?" Harry's curiosity took the best of him.

"Basically every prefect, with some exceptions. Some like to let things really clear that we want a certain hour so no one else comes around. One time, this Hufflepuff girl didn't think it was true, she caught Ravenclaw's head boy hosting an orgy with three other dudes and four ladies." Harry was agape. He never witnessed anything like that... Until very recently. "Believe it or not, I had never fucked here before yesterday. Jerking off? Often. Voyeur? Sometimes. Sharing the space with 'straight' jerk buddies? Hell yeah. I've seen a lot of dicks that I've never got to taste. And you know? It was hot. Sweaty man sharing a space like this like they're bros and shit. And the comparing sizes, colors, shapes, and stuff. Oh. Yeah. There was this episode I just remembered. At the beginning of this year. The Ravenclaw head boy, again, brought here a sixth yeah from Slytherin. They were sitting like us now. Totally naked, talking. The Ravenclaw leaned closer to the Slytherin and they kissed, obviously. And they were touching each other as I was right there, inside the tub trying to relax. They were both with boners in no time, it was so hot watching that. And before I realized, I was getting closer to them, to get a better view and I had myself a boner. Turns out the Ravenclaw said he was straight and ran off leaving the Slytherin kid with a boner, breathing hard and a broken heart. His dick was huge. Majestic. I came closer to him, got up and touched his shoulder with my dick. He turned around so fast and appeared scared to see my face but was so happy with my dick. He rode me, until his knees couldn't handle. And then I pressed his face to the edge of the tub while I fucked his brains out. He moaned so loud, it became an inspiration to my... Self-moments." Harry couldn't look anywhere else other than those gray hypnotizing eyes. He could barely notice that they were getting closer and closer as Draco was telling that story and now they were sitting face to face, a few inches apart. A single touch brought him back. His boner was sticking up so strongly and Malfoy placed the tip of a finger on his dick's head, making him gasp. "But I really, really would rather to just shut up and have you fuck my brains out." He got closer to Harry, his lips almost touching the brunette's ear. "Fuck me now, Potter." And his words work. Harry pushed his head back by his hair, and Malfoy smiled with the pain. Harry kissed him roughly, as if the world was about to end. In one strong movement, he brought Malfoy's body closer to his own, leaving almost no space between them and both let out moans. Malfoy had his nails craved into Potter's back, and scratch it down when Harry decided to kiss his neck and give him some bites and hickeys.

Malfoy was impatient and moved his hips so his groin could touch Harry's, but only to get pushed back. He thought he did something wrong until Harry pulled him back to his lap, his hands groping his ass with strength. He couldn't hold a loud moan. Harry slipped one finger between Malfoy's asscheeks and started making round movements on his asshole. It was hot and wet, and starting to pulse. He demanded Malfoy to hold his back and squat to ride him. Malfoy craved the nails of his right hand on the back of Harry's neck, the left hand on his shoulder and he did as requested. Harry held his cock straight up brushing it against the blondes asshole, just to hear another moan. Slowly Draco Malfoy squat down, letting his ass be filled with Harry Potter's dick. He glued his face to Potter's, and started to bounce on his dick, moaning softly to Harry's ear. Harry groped his ass, helping him with the movements and so very often, moaned back to the other's ear. He could feel Draco's nails ripping the skin of the back of his neck and his shoulder as the movements got faster and stronger.

"Yes... Harry... Fuck..." Malfoy once soft moans were getting louder and Harry could feel his legs getting weaker, so he moved his hip up a bit, making his dick go even deeper on Malfoy, causing him to moan his name even louder. "Fuck, Potter... Yes... Humm..." Malfoy's legs were weaker and weaker, so Harry pushed him back one more time and he looked offended.

"I really like when you say my actual name, Draco." He leaned in and gave him a little peck on his lips, followed by a strong bite. "I want you on all fours. Legs inside the tub. Rest your chest and stomach on the edge. Now." Harry's tone was demanding. And Malfoy moaned just listening to him and fastly positioned himself like asked to. Harry got up, let his legs inside the sitting step of the tub, it could almost reach his knees, and looked at the image in front of him. The pale skinned man was urging to get fucked, his legs were parted enough to fit Harry in between, his back would go up and down on the rythm of his strong breaths. With one fast movement, he slapped the pale ass, causing the man to moan and move his back to look at Harry, as if asking for more. And he received. Three more slaps, each stronger than the one before. His moans were louder than ever. "Say it." He said as he positioned himself behind Draco and leaned over him to grab his hair.

"Ple-please, Harry... F-Fuck me." Malfoy said with difficulty. "Hard." He then said and something glowed on his eyes and then on Harry's eyes. With only one movement, his asshole was filled his Harry's entire cock, his moan was basically a scream. It felt so good to have Harry inside him. But then he was out once again, and he felt cold. Only to be filled by the brunette's dick one more time less than a second later. Harry was going deep, and going hard. Malfoy would arch his back at each impact, moaning - better, screaming, each time. Harry pulled the blonde hair back, moving Draco's head just enough to make him see his movements. "Yes... Y.. ahhh... Fuck me, Harry..." The gap between the screams were getting smaller and Harry decided to slap Malfoy's ass two more times. Once pale white, his ass was now bright red. "Le-let me.. turn a-round" Draco pleaded. Harry answered stepping back for a while. Draco turned around, now chest and abs up, his back rested on the edge of the tub. He pulled Harry closer to him with his legs, and once again Harry was pounding his dick inside of him. Harry had to lean forward to keep pounding hard, but he wanted to go faster. Draco craved the nails of both hands on his back, to hold himself in place so Harry could fuck him to the end of the world. His moans were still loud, but closer to Harry's ear. With one hand, Harry supported his weight on the edge of the tub, with the other hand, he held Malfoy's face, forcing him to look at his eyes, he started to moan along him. The moans were getting louder one more time, as they were both reaching the orgasm. Harry let go of Draco's face to hold the edge of the tub, but never losing the sight of his eyes. With three more really strong pounds, he let himself come hard and hot inside Draco and let out a long moan, together with Draco that was coming too, but on his abs and chest. At first, Harry didn't move at all. The feeling of Draco's tight asshole squeezing his dick was delicious and as it blinked again, another squirt of cum came.

Slowly Harry got up and then slowly sat down on the tub, without the strength to do anything else. The same happened with Draco, as he remained on the same position while he recomposed himself. It passed minutes until he felt strong enough to go down and sit by Harry's side. He pulled his face and then kissed him. Out of all of the kisses they shared then, this one was, by far, the sweetest one. They were both exhausted to say or do anything else for a while until it got too weird to be silent.

"Now what?" Started Potter. Malfoy didn't answer right away.

"The thought of me never crossed your mind before, right? Until you saw me." Harry nodded. Draco nodded in response. "Then you tell me... Now what?"

"You just gave me the most intense night of my life, sexually speaking. I can't forget that or even pretend it didn't happen." They were looking at each other's eyes, trying to figure out what was going to happen.

"You're welcome. But, yeah, same. I would like to stay here forever, because there's something inside of me saying this is just a VERY wet dream." Draco eyes were spilling honesty, which made Harry surprised.

"I mean... Fuck buddies?" Draco nodded one more time. He couldn't ask for more. This whole situation was already confusing as it was. The two tired boys were, until moments before, enemies, and now they had the most extraordinary sexual experience with each other and both of them enjoyed it so much.

With less words than Draco expected, the room grew cold and he realized it was time to part ways, so both of them could think about the events of the night. Harry felt the same way. Now that he knew that Malfoy thought of him for this whole time - almost three years! - it was hard to ignore the fact that maybe Draco had other feelings in mind, or maybe even heart, but decided to brush those thoughts aside before the night he just had was tainted.

The first to hop off the tub was Malfoy. He slid his wet hands through his hair, to put it in place and then walked to his clothes that were resting quite far from the tub. While he walked, Harry got out and dried some of his hair on his towel. In silence, both of them got dressed. With his invisibility cloak on his arm, he walked closer to Malfoy.

"The idea of public indecency under the cloak is not that bad, you know? Maybe..." Harry said to Draco's back, as he fixed his tie and checked a hickey on his neck.

"Don't test me, Potter. We're tired as fuck, don't make me rip your clothes right now." His smug smile was back on his pale face. Harry smiled back.

"See you soon, fuck buddy." Harry said really close to Malfoy's face and then gave him a little peck on the lips. Malfoy was really tempted to pull Harry by his hair and punish him for being just... So attractive and hot, but he let him go saying a shy "see ya".

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