When best friends get more...
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After settling their differences, Draco and Harry became best friends. They told each other everything, but one secret that they both kept. No one knew. They liked each other. Sure, as friends, but also as more. Much, much more. Every night they had dreams about each other. In the copy room of the library, in the trophy room, in the dungeon. Everywhere.
"Draco, I need to tell you something very very important. It's personal," Harry said to Draco.
"Me too. I mean, not just personal, but a way of life, if you know what I mean," replied Draco.
"I'll start. I guess you could say that girls are good for friendships, but nothing much else. For me, anyway! Do you understand what I'm telling you?" Harry had much trouble saying this because it truly is a hard thing to do.
"I'm the same way. At first I was ashamed, but now I know there's someone here that's like that, too." For once, Draco was talking with sincerity.
"We're gay," the pair said simultaneously, gasped and sighed at each other, suddenly seeing their love for one another.
They looked into the other's eyes and saw what they needed. Each other. Harry seized Draco's waist and kissed him fiercely, his tongue snaking and probing the inside of Harry's mouth, grazing his teeth, gums and lips. Harry pushed Draco off and had a disgusted look on his face.
"What are you doing?!" He was clearly shocked. "The bathroom is so much better!"
Harry playfully punched Draco and, lips still locked, groped his way to the shower. Turning it on, he could feel his hard on growing ever larger, larger than with any girl. He thrust his member into Draco behind and listened gleefully to the moans and shouts produced by his gay lover.
"God, Harry! I didn't know how tremendous you were! Even when I saw you making love to Ginny!"
'WHAT?! YOU SAW THAT?! Oh well. All the better. We can try some stuff that corresponds to straight sex. In other terms, LET'S GET LAID LIKE LADIES!"
"We're not drag!" "So? It's fun to say... and it would feel nice, I suppose."
Draco shrugged, then grimaced and grinned at the same time when Harry thrust even farther into Draco's anus and let loose. The two stopped for a moment, catching their breath, and stepped into the steamy shower. Harry pulled off his full condom and threw it into the Winnie the Pooh trash can that had been in their joint dorm for years. (The joint dorms were new, sort of like suites in a muggle college) They had a flower design, and they both loved it. They decided on it when they moved in. Well anyway, they stepped into the shower and Draco realized that he had been receiving the whole time! He gave Harry a watery handjob in return. There was a white streak on the pink tile of their shower/bathtub.
"Eww! I'm not cleaning that up!" Draco said.
"Why not?" Harry replied questioningly.
"Didn't you ever see that muggle movie 'Life as A House'? There's this whole scene that's just like this, but with a boy and a girl kissing."
"Whatever, babe!"
They proceeded in the same fashion as before, only faster. Faster, faster, faster. Harry moaned in pleasure and he shot, too. Two white streaks on the tile. We'll clean all this up later. Much, much later. Until then we'll be busy. He chuckled to himself. We'll be partying all night long, if you will. Yooouuu, shook me aaaaall niiiiight looong! Good song. Well anyway, back to the shower scene...
After settling their differences, Draco and Harry became best friends. They told each other everything, but one secret that they both kept. No one knew. They liked each other. Sure, as friends, but also as more. Much, much more. Every night they had dreams about each other. In the copy room of the library, in the trophy room, in the dungeon. Everywhere.
"Draco, I need to tell you something very very important. It's personal," Harry said to Draco.
"Me too. I mean, not just personal, but a way of life, if you know what I mean," replied Draco.
"I'll start. I guess you could say that girls are good for friendships, but nothing much else. For me, anyway! Do you understand what I'm telling you?" Harry had much trouble saying this because it truly is a hard thing to do.
"I'm the same way. At first I was ashamed, but now I know there's someone here that's like that, too." For once, Draco was talking with sincerity.
"We're gay," the pair said simultaneously, gasped and sighed at each other, suddenly seeing their love for one another.
They looked into the other's eyes and saw what they needed. Each other. Harry seized Draco's waist and kissed him fiercely, his tongue snaking and probing the inside of Harry's mouth, grazing his teeth, gums and lips. Harry pushed Draco off and had a disgusted look on his face.
"What are you doing?!" He was clearly shocked. "The bathroom is so much better!"
Harry playfully punched Draco and, lips still locked, groped his way to the shower. Turning it on, he could feel his hard on growing ever larger, larger than with any girl. He thrust his member into Draco behind and listened gleefully to the moans and shouts produced by his gay lover.
"God, Harry! I didn't know how tremendous you were! Even when I saw you making love to Ginny!"
'WHAT?! YOU SAW THAT?! Oh well. All the better. We can try some stuff that corresponds to straight sex. In other terms, LET'S GET LAID LIKE LADIES!"
"We're not drag!" "So? It's fun to say... and it would feel nice, I suppose."
Draco shrugged, then grimaced and grinned at the same time when Harry thrust even farther into Draco's anus and let loose. The two stopped for a moment, catching their breath, and stepped into the steamy shower. Harry pulled off his full condom and threw it into the Winnie the Pooh trash can that had been in their joint dorm for years. (The joint dorms were new, sort of like suites in a muggle college) They had a flower design, and they both loved it. They decided on it when they moved in. Well anyway, they stepped into the shower and Draco realized that he had been receiving the whole time! He gave Harry a watery handjob in return. There was a white streak on the pink tile of their shower/bathtub.
"Eww! I'm not cleaning that up!" Draco said.
"Why not?" Harry replied questioningly.
"Didn't you ever see that muggle movie 'Life as A House'? There's this whole scene that's just like this, but with a boy and a girl kissing."
"Whatever, babe!"
They proceeded in the same fashion as before, only faster. Faster, faster, faster. Harry moaned in pleasure and he shot, too. Two white streaks on the tile. We'll clean all this up later. Much, much later. Until then we'll be busy. He chuckled to himself. We'll be partying all night long, if you will. Yooouuu, shook me aaaaall niiiiight looong! Good song. Well anyway, back to the shower scene...