Authors note: PITA stands for pain in the ass. Enjoy and leave some feed back
Harry looked up from the mountain of paper work on his desk as his mobile vibrated across the surface. Sighing, he tapped the screen.
1 New message from PITA
Harry swiped up and opened the message.
PITA: Did you get any hits? Please tell me you have at least checked out some of the guys on there
Harry: God Gin. I'm at work. You know not all of us can spend all day thinking about getting laid.
PITA is typing…..
Harry sighed and started typing again.
Harry: Yes. I looked at some of the matches this morning. You would be proud. I even swiped right and messaged one of them. Well, he messaged me first. But I responded.
PITA: That a boy. Good! I'm happy to hear that. So? Is he cute?
Harry: Gin, I'm putting the phone away. I have like 8 reports that I have to finish before the minister has my head. Being head deputy doesn't mean I can fuck around all day. I will message you when I head home. Love you but go bother someone else for the afternoon.
PITA is typing….
Harry flipped the phone over choosing to ignore whatever she was responding. Ginny was currently on a break, waiting for training practices to start back up. Ginny had snagged a position on the Harpies as one of their chasers. Harry was super proud of her, but when she wasn't busy, she was a pain right in his ass.
Surprisingly, him and Ginny had gotten even closer once they had broken up. For a while, their friends weren't sure that things wouldn't be okay between them, especially not understanding why they had even split. Ginny had kept Harrys secret faithfully though and took the blame saying she just needed some changes in her life.
Harry rubbed his temples and picked his quill back up. While scribbling his signature, there was a knock on his office door.
"It's open. Come in." Harry called looking up as Hermione came in, heels clicking against his floors.
"Harry! I sent you a few memos… did you not get them?" Hermione tsked as she slid into a chair in front of his desk. "You are avoiding me." It wasn't a question.
"Sorry 'Mione. Not trying to. I have these reports to sign off on. Then Ron and his team will be back today from that stake out and I'll have that case work to finish. I'll have you know that the minister is a bit of a bloody pain. You just don't understand how she can be."
Hermione let a smile pull at her lips. "I am not that bad, Harry." She laughed.
Harry chuckled, "Hermione, you thought getting expelled from Hogwarts was worse than death. I can only imagine where unfinished and unorganized paperwork may fall."
"Fine, I like things in order. That's why they elected me. But my need for all things to be in its place and want for paper work filed timely isn't what brought me in here. I am here because I have sent you three unanswered memos about dinner and drinks with Ron and I tonight at the Leaky."
Harry looked up again at his friend, studying her face for a few moments. She may be the smartest witch of their age, but she was not very sneaky.
"I can't go out Hermione. I have to pick Teddy up from daycare at four when I leave here. Teddy is in his terrible two stage and he just doesn't sit long enough to enjoy a meal out somewhere. Besides, whatever witch you have invited to join will be extremely disappointed when I tell her I am not interested in dating right now. Teddy is more than I can handle."
"Harry please. It's been almost two years since you and Ginny broke up. You need to put yourself out there. Amanda from down in the Magical liaison office is very nice. She's a year older than you, graduated from a school over in Italy. Smart. She loved kids, she talks about her own nieces and nephews all the time. One dinner will not kill you."
"I'm already talking to someone." Harry lied regretting it the second it came out of his mouth.
Hermione perked up at that, sitting up straighter uncrossing her leg. Her eyes narrowed watching him carefully. "Where did you meet her?"
"Uh, well we haven't met in person yet. I'm taking it slow. I signed up on George's new ap, Wiz-Date."
That must have been enough because Hermione relaxed, "That's really great to hear. I'm glad. You deserve to meet someone Harry. I know the break up with Ginny was messy and the Profit had a field day, but it doesn't always have to be like that."
Harry loved Hermione. He really did. She just meddled a little too much sometimes. "I know, I'm working through my dating issues. But no need to set me up, I'm working my way there." That wasn't a complete lie he supposed. He did start talking to someone this morning, though it hadn't gone anywhere.
"Well, I'll tell Amanda that you have other plans. You know you could have just responded and told me that." Hermione stood, straightened her pencil skirt and then her minister robes.
"And miss a chance to see my best friend, the minister of magic. Not a chance." Harry smiled up at her. "Now shoo, there are more important matters than my pathetic dating life."
Hermione stuttered at the door and turned for a moment. "There is nothing more important to me than yours and Ron's happiness in life. You know that don't you?"
"I have doubted a lot of things in my life 'Mione, but your love for us has never made that list."
"Good. Be sure to text Ron later. I think he's missing you a bit. He's been a bit… manic at home. Love you Harry."
"Love you too." Harry watched her shut the door behind her and shook his head. He knew she meant well. Everyone did. They just didn't understand. That was partly his fault, for not explaining himself to them. Why he was struggling. Ginny had explained to him that bisexuality and homosexuality in the wizarding world wasn't as taboo as it was in the muggle world. So when Harry had his break down the one and only time he had managed to bring Ginny into his bed, she had talked him through some of those fears.
Sighing and looking up at the clock, he cursed himself for getting distracted. Ron would be back with in the hour and he really had to get his done. Pushing his repressed issues aside he got back to work.
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GreenCobra6580: Honestly? Besides my clear Daddy issues? Probably my past. I didn't make the best choices growing up, no Azkaban or anything, but close enough. Usually it turns people off when they find out about it. Which is why I try and be upfront about it. I made some seriously shitty choices Prongs. I was a brain washed child who grew up in a house hold where I wasn't allowed to have my own thoughts or feelings. I was expected to do what 'daddy dear' said and by the time I realized it was all a load of bollocks, it was too late. Everyone was convinced I was a clone of him, and finding my own way has proven to be difficult.
Harry sat back on the couch reading the message a few times. Did this scare him off? A dark past? Who was he to judge? He didn't exactly have a clean slate himself.
Prongs41198: I can see how a hard past could make it difficult. I understand that. Though I don't have anything that… dark in my past. I haven't exactly been innocent in my life. Did you always know you liked men? Or do you like both men and women? Did that affect your relationship with your Dad?
GreenCobra6580: Well I'm glad my past hasn't spooked you off. I always knew I liked men, though until I was 17 I never said it out loud. I come from the type of family that expects me to settle down with a nice pure blood witch, have some babies and go into politics. So when I came home from school, told my parents I was gay and going to play with art all day… that didn't go so well. But I am happier this way. My friends are super supportive. My father and I don't speak anymore. What about you? How did your parents take the news? Swing both ways?
Prongs41198: Actually, my parents are dead. So no giant coming out story for me. Besides my ex girlfriend, and now you, I have never told anyone else. I definitely don't swing both ways. I found out the hard way. It was quite traumatizing for me really. Figuring out I only like men.
Harry couldn't believe he was confessing this stuff to a complete stranger. Maybe that's why it was so easy. This guy didn't know he was talking to Harry Potter. He just thought he was an average man. If he didn't like how the conversation went, he could always block the guy.
GreenCobra6580: Shite, sorry. That's awful. Do you think your friends won't support you when you tell them? I assume it was your ex who helped you set up this ap then…. So only her and I know. Does that mean you have never been… with anyone before. Like nothing?
Prongs41198: Nothing… does that make things different for you? I understand if you aren't interested in talking with me
GreenCobra6580: You shouldn't count yourself out so quickly Prongs. I actually won't lie. Thinking about how you are completely untainted by the world of gay sex is a bit of a turn on. I wasn't lying when I said I like to be able to boss people around. I'm the take charge kind of guy. Bossing you around sounds better and better. So tell me, have you explored by yourself? Like your own body?
Harry blushed at that. Instantly, he thought back to the box that was under his bed currently full of things that Ginny had embarrassingly brought him. She had rolled her eyes and pushed all the stuff into his hands. She had said, "you can't die a virgin Harry. This stuff will help you figure out what you like and don't like. So you won't be so nervous when you meet someone. Drink some whiskey, watch some porn and experiment."
Prongs41198: I haven't really… explored much. God I am over here blushing like the virgin I am. I've watched some porn, some things make me curious but I get too nervous thinking about doing any of that stuff to myself.
GreenCobra6580: Theres no reason to be embarrassed. I think it's kind of hot. Are you alone Prongs? Let me be so bold and guide you on your first awakening? I'll do all the texting, you just follow the directions. Are you interested?
Harry bit his lip nervously. Teddy was in his bed, tucked in and fast asleep. He could sneak off to his own bedroom and use a feel simple spells to ward him and give him some privacy. Making his choice he messaged back.
Prongs41198: I am a bit nervous honestly but give me five minutes to put away my dinner and grab two fingers of whiskey and I'm all yours.
Harry got off the couch and hurried into the kitchen putting away the left over chicken pasta he had made. He poured himself a drink and quietly headed upstairs. He peaked in to make sure Teddy was still fast asleep and set a spell to warn him if Teddy got out of bed. He didn't need a two year old asking him any unnecessary questions about what he was doing if he walked in. Once in the bedroom, Harry took a few sips of the whiskey letting it warm his chest. He set the glass down on the night table and stripped down to just his black boxer briefs. After a moment of hesitation he tossed them too into his clothes pile.
Harry bent over and pulled out the box Ginny had gifted him. He pulled out the small bottle of lube and set it next to his whiskey. He had a feeling he would be needing it.
He crawled into the bed naked and picked up his mobile nervously.
Prongs41198: Okay, I'm all yours Cobra. Just be gentle with me. I'm a little out of practice even with myself.
GreenCobra6580: I promise you are in well manicured hands. Just get yourself comfortable. Spell the mobile to hover above you. You won't need to respond. Just do what I say as I type it.
Take a sip of the whiskey. Just relax and think about how it feels against your lips, coating your tongue and sliding down your throat. Let it warm you to your finger tips.
Use your right hand and let your finger tips brush down your throat as you swallow. Take it slowly. Imagine it's my hand doing the ghosting. Let your fingers wander across your chest, finding your left nipple. Let just your thumb brush over it. I bet it's already perking up. Roll it a bit between your two fingers, give it a squeeze. I bet you are so sensitive there.
Using the same hand, give the same treatment to the right.
Run your fingers down the middle of your chest, ghosting over your belly button. Picture me whispering into your ear as I'm exploring every toned muscle in your stomach, each one fluttering beneath the touch.
Rock hard yet?
It's making my mouth water thinking about it. I picture it drooling onto your toned stomach. Begging to be touched. Let your fingers just graze down it, barely there. Make yourself shiver, arch in anticipation but don't give in and touch it just yet.
Bend your legs and use both hands to tease your thighs. Does that make you gasp? Want to beg for more? Trail your left hand back up your chest as you let your right one run two fingers just over your balls, then down just a bit over the crease of your ass. Did that make your hole flutter? Did it make you curious?
Let your index finger just brush up against it. Now again with just a little pressure. I can picture your cock twitching. It's begging to relief.
With your right hand, I want you to gather the precum from your tip, I'm positive that you are leaking by this point. Using your own fluids press again against your entrance, still just your index finger.
As you let the tip breach, use your left hand to grip your erection. Stroke slowly, let your fist drag over the sensitive tip and back down. Let your finger move in time with each stroke, up and down and in and out. Use more of your finger as you get use to it.
Are you getting close Prongs? Are your balls tightening against you? I'm typing this by talking. I'm touching myself too, in the same way. I'm already close. I want you to work harder and faster. I want you to come for me. Let your eyes close and just work yourself up and over the edge for me.
Harry did just that. He let his eyes close picturing pale hands that matched that perfect ass on his body. He had sweat building on his forehead as he got closer to the edge. Suddenly his finger brushed something inside him that made his legs shake and suddenly he was spilling across his belly and hand.
When he was sure there was not a drop left, he pulled his finger out and relaxed against his cool sheets. Using wandless magic he cleaned the mess off his stomach and hands. He reached up and snagged his mobile, his chest still heaving.
Prongs41198: That was… wow. I've never … just wow. Thank you, BTW. I can barely keep my eyes open.
GreenCobra6580: I'm glad. I enjoyed it too. Go enjoy your blissed state. Message me in the morning. Good night Prongs.
Prongs41198: Good night Cobra.
Harry rolled over and placed his mobile on his side table. He reluctantly got up and slipped his boxer briefs back on. He couldn't have Teddy finding him naked. He opened the drawer and tossed the unused lube inside. He wasn't disappointed that hadn't needed it. Using his own precum had been sexy. He had never thought he could do something like that.
Feeling content, he crawled under the sheets and let sleep take him