Chapter Twenty
It Was The Night Before Christmas
It was once again time for the students to go home for Christmas. Only two Gryffindors stayed Harry of course and Ron because he did not want to leave him on his own and a visit home for some reason did not appeal to him.
"Hey Harry, you ever go camping?"
"No, the Dursleys never took me anywhere, I would love to try it sometime."
"How about now?"
"What do you mean?"
"Harry we are wizards and I can turn this place into a campground in no time"
Within 10 minutes Ron had done it, the once plush common room was now a forest complete with a tent and camp fire. Harry was impressed, grabbing a bag of marshmallows, chocolate bars and gram crackers he started to make Smores with Ron. By the time they were ready to go to bed, they were sticky, happy and full. Crawling into the tent they laid side by side in sleeping bags. After only a few hours they awoke and found it was way too early to consider it morning. Ron started poking Harry playfully and soon it turned into an all out poking, tickling, wresting match. Harry landed up on top of Ron, straddling him across his hips. Their eyes met and Harry leaned forward kissing Ron on the mouth. The gently tentative kiss soon deepened when Ron opened his mouth. Harry took this as a go ahead and moved his tongue against Ron's lips, licking and tasting him before entering his mouth to tango with his best mates tongue.
Pulling back to look into Ron's eyes. "I have wanted you for so long, I just never got up the nerve."
"I feel the same way mate. We have to do this, if it feels right to both of us."
Harry rolled off of Ron and took to removing his pajamas, Ron followed suit also disrobing. When both boys were ridden of their clothes they laid side by side kissing deeply, enjoying the feel of each other. After a few minutes it was obvious that there was more for them to learn and enjoy. Ron rolled over and snuggled into Harry. Harry placed his hand on his waiting member and gently rubbed it up and down Ron's crack. Ron was starting to moan and reached behind himself for Harry's hand. Finding it, he places it on his own hard member urging Harry to rub it. Harry was thrilled to do it, it felt so right to help his mate like this. Harry placed the tip of his shaft to Ron's opening, gently pushing until he felt it pop in. Ron moaned deeply pushing back begging for more. Harry kept on pushing until he was all the way in. The feeling of warmth and tightness around him almost took him over the edge right there and then. Holding out he starts a steady pumping, feeling Ron's hips move with him. Both of them were moaning like crazy, their movements up to a fevered pitch. Harry felt his balls start to tighten and increased the speed of his hand on Ron. Harry gave into the rising heat just as he got Ron to the same point. Yelling out almost together. They laid together in the after glow Harry's now softening tool still inside.
"Bloody Hell mate," Ron started "I have never thought it be like that. I'm so glad it finally happened."
"I glad too Ron," Harry paused for a moment, "I love you Ron"
"I love you too Harry, Have for a long time."
Pulling out Harry cast a simple cleaning spell and they both curled up together inside the tent. For now they would rest, the house elves would not be bringing the presents up for a while still. As far as Harry and Ron were concerned they already had the best present of all.