Author's Note: Sorry I've taken so long. I'm currently in a theatrical production at my school and it's taken most of my time away. And I've suffered from mild writer's block. This chapter contains yaoi (slash) and the dreaded "P" word. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, plain and simple.
Young Love: The "P" Word
by Weasleyboy
"I can't do this anymore! How about you, mate?" Ron Weasley threw down the parchment he had been working on and turned towards the boy who lived.
"Yeah, we can finish this tomorrow. I'm tired anyway," Harry yawned. He, Ron and Hermione had been doing a tedious essay for potions.
"G'night Hermione," Ron yawned too. Hermione gave a quick nod and continued to work intently on her nearly completed essay. Harry and Ron headed over to Seamus and Neville, whom were cuddling up together on the couch in front of the fire. "Night boys," Ron said cheerfully. Neville and Seamus smiled at them and curled together even more. Ron and Harry smirked as they went up to the dorm rooms.
"Seamus and Neville are really into each other," Harry stated while opening the door to the dorms. He headed over to his bed and changed into his pajamas.
"Yeah, I guess our whole fight thing did something good eh?" Ron replied while hopping into his pajama bottoms. Harry nodded and jumped into bed. Ron jumped on top of him and gave him a peck on the cheek. Harry flicked his want at the curtains to close them and put a silencing charm on them. He put his wand down next to him and started making out with Ron. Ron started grinding into Harry. He pulled his own shirt off before grabbing Harry's and doing the same. He nibbled on Harry's neck and left a violent red mark. He moved down to Harry's nipples and bit them roughly. Harry gasped at the painful pleasure. He grasped at Ron's hair and pushed his head further down. Ron felt Harry's erection pushing against the thick fabric and stroked it lightly. Harry sighed pleasurably and allowed Ron to continue with his actions. Ron pulled the front of the pajamas down and licked the tip of the rod. Harry's length had grown ½ an inch - to Ron's pleasure. He swirled his tongue around the tip a bit before going down all the way. Harry held Ron's head down on him.
Just then, Harry heard a fluttering noise from outside the curtains. He nudged Ron, who pulled off and looked towards the noise. Harry slowly opened the curtains and a white piece of paper shaped like a butterfly, floated into the bed and landed on Ron's nose. Harry shut the hangings and grabbed the butterfly which unrolled into a small piece of paper. On it was a moving illustration of two naked boys sucking each other's pricks at the same time. Below it read: 'Hope you two have fun with this one! Love, Fred and George.'
Ron took the paper from Harry and looked at the moving picture. He never knew that the both of them could do it at the same time. They looked at each other and silently agreed. Harry took his bottoms completely off and Ron took his bottoms off as well. Ron's length had grown too and was now 4".
The two boys lay opposite each other, with the other's privates in front of them. Ron started off by taking Harry's prick in his mouth all the way. Harry followed and licked the tip of Ron's. He then took it all into his mouth. Both boys went up and down on each other. Ron grabbed Harry's arse, pulling it closer to him. Harry played with Ron's jewels which had also gotten bigger recently. Harry was feeling the familiar tingle in his nether regions and started thrusting hard into Ron's mouth. He let out one final thrust and gasped on Ron's cock. Ron pulled off and let Harry finish his work. Harry let his teeth graze Ron's sensitive flesh. Ron gasped and thrust himself into Harry. He felt an incredible sensation and pushed into Harry with all his might. Ron's prick pulsed and shot out something that tasted weird into Harry's mouth. Harry was held on to until Ron finished, before getting up and spitting the stuff out. It was white and sticky and tasted awful to Harry. After the initial shock, Harry wiped his mouth and looked at the embarrassed Ron.
"I'm sorry Harry...that's the first time it's happened," Ron whispered. Harry put his arm on Ron's leg.
"It's okay, it's not your fault...I guess you're going through...puberty," Harry said the last word very quietly. Ron nodded sadly and looked like Christmas had been cancelled. Then his eyes lit up.
"Harry, do you know what this means? This is what my dad and Fred and George were talking about! Puberty...we're growing up," He said all of this excitedly before getting a sad look on his face once again. "Oh Harry," Ron moaned, "how am I going to deal with this? This is terrible!"
Harry leaned in and kissed him. Ron could taste the white stuff. "Relax, Ron," Harry said soothingly, "the world hasn't ended, no one has died...this is just...how things are supposed to be." Ron looked up and smiled.
"Thanks Harry."
"No problem."
There was an awkward silence. "Ron?"
"Yeah Harry?"
"You want to do it again?"
"You mean it?" Ron said, unsure.
"Definitely," Harry said excitedly. They proceeded to make out and explore Ron's new development all through the night.
Author's Note: Ok, it's been written finally. I should be updating in the beginning of December. Hope you enjoyed it! Please R+R!
