Colin's tongue couldn't focus. It was running all over Harry's cock, from tip to base; he let it go lower to lick and suck on the dark, heavy, hairless sack. Everything about Harry's package is perfect—perfect, he thought. He looked up at Harry as he returned his mouth to the tip of the large erection.
Harry looked down at the boy worshiping his cock. That's exactly what Colin was doing—worshiping. He had had a bad case of Hero Worship since the first time he laid eyes on Harry Potter. And now I'm giving him head. He smiled around the cock head in his mouth before sliding his tongue into the slit. This earned him a hiss from above. He heard a similar sound from beside him, reminding him of the blow-job Draco was currently giving George; however, not knowing when he'd ever have the chance to suck his long-time crush off again, he kept his focus on the task at hand.
He sucked lightly on the head, liberally tonguing the flesh before slowly taking more cock into his mouth. He sucked it in, inch by inch, basking in every groan Harry made. Finally, his lips met his hand—squeezing and pumping in time with his mouth. He moved the appendage lower, to that cum-worthy sack. He took even more of Harry into his mouth, demanding his throat to open and his breaths to circulate through his nose. Harry's hands were now stroking through his hair. Colin's lips finally descended all the way down to the base of Harry's cock. He wouldn't have believed he could have ever deep-throated so thoroughly well had he not been sitting there on his knees with a cock sitting in his throat.
Please don't choke, he prayed, as he looked up at Harry and pulled his mouth back to the tip of the cock. He waited for Harry to meet his eyes before sliding those lips all the way back down again. Colin repeated the action again and again. Harry soon began thrusting lightly into Colin's mouth, harder each time. So that's why Draco's so good at getting his face fucked…Harry obviously loves doing this. As Harry moved his hand to the back of Colin's neck and began thoroughly fucking his mouth, Colin had to reign in his panic. Don't choke, relax, don't choke, relax, don't choke, relax…he stopped trying to lick at Harry's cock as it disappeared in and out of his mouth; he just focused on keeping his teeth covered and his throat open to the beating that slightly burned in his throat. Harry's words of praise and moans of pleasure were enough to make every last inch of it worth it. Colin couldn't think of any position he'd rather be in than being face fucked by Harry Potter.
"Almost there…." Harry groaned. Then suddenly he pulled back until just the tip remained in Colin's mouth. He looked down at him with eyes that were so needy, pleading, "Suck, just suck…"
Colin didn't hesitate; he sucked and licked on it like it was the sweetest lollipop that Honeydukes had ever sold. Harry growled low and came into Colin's mouth. Colin swallowed the cum greedily, thinking randomly, Honeydukes should have a Harry flavored lollipop…they'd make a lot of money.
He watched Harry stumble into one of the armchairs behind him, panting. Seeing Harry sitting there, spread out and sated for the time being, made Colin very aware of his own hard dick.
"Your boy's good, George," Harry said. Colin didn't know how he could have forgotten the pair only a foot away. He looked over. Draco wasn't getting his face fucked like Harry had been, but that's not to say he wasn't working very hard on George's cock.
"Oh, fuck, yours is brilliant, too….oh shit, Malfoy," George's eyes were closed and his head thrown back. Colin smiled as his boyfriend's eyebrows furrowed just before, "here it comes," and he came, Draco not letting a drop escape his mouth. He mirrored Harry by backing into the armchair and plopping down.
Draco and Colin looked at each other. Neither could suppress a grin—or a faint blush, as they sat back on their heels, the only two completely naked in the room. Colin couldn't stop his gaze from wandering to Draco's hard prick. He was pleased to see that Draco's eyes strayed to his, as well.
Out of breath and smiling at each other, Colin felt the urge to kiss the other boy come out of nowhere. Draco seemed to have the same idea, because they were both up on their knees again, moving to face each other. In the next instant, their lips were touching, followed quickly by their bodies.
Colin moaned as Draco's tongue snaked into his mouth. He wrapped his arms around the other blonde's neck as Draco wrapped his around Colin's waist. Knowing that Harry and George sat close by watching only served to make the moment more erotic. Draco's hands rubbed Colin's back lower and lower. He dipped his pale fingers into Colin's crack, never going low enough. Colin whimpered as Draco bit his lip and grabbed his ass, thrusting their erections against each other. Both boys gasped at the sensation before settling into a steady light thrusting pattern that probably would have gotten them off if not for the interruption.
"Draco…"
Both Colin and Draco were slow to respond. When they did, they both looked at George, not letting go of each other.
"Prepare Colin for Harry," George ordered him.
"Of course," Draco whispered back. He turned his head back to Colin, their lips almost touching again. Colin found it hard to breath as he looked back at Draco, imagining what sort of preparation he was about to receive. "Lay down," Draco whispered against his lips.
Colin shook his head, "Okay," and lay back on the soft floor, looking up at Draco. Draco grabbed a nearby pillow. Colin lifted his hips in understanding, allowing Draco to slide the pillow under him. Draco was quickly lying on his stomach on the floor between Colin's legs. He ran his nails teasingly across the flesh of Colin's inner thighs. He followed those fingers with light kisses, licks, and the occasional bite. Colin hissed, moaned, and writhed beneath the touches. He had to shut his eyes and let his head fall to the ground as Draco pushed his legs up, spreading them wider. He felt Draco's breath ghost over his hole. Oh yes. When he didn't feel anything else for far too long, he opened his eyes and looked down at the Slytherin.
Draco was looking back at him, smirking in that sexy way of his. "You ready?" he whispered to Colin.
"Yes…yes, please…do it, Draco," Colin whimpered.
Draco smiled, and then ducked his head to Colin's hole, keeping his eyes on Colin's eyes. Colin moaned as he felt the tip of Draco's tongue circling his hole. As more pressure was applied, the tongue seeking entrance inside, Colin had to let his head fall back again, eyes closing. His body easily relaxed under the ministrations of the wet muscle. "Yes, Draco, yes…" he moaned as his hole was finally penetrated. He grasped his own knees, pulling them even further back and apart, wanting Draco to have all the room he needed. "Yes, don't stop, don't stop….yes, eat me just like….oh, just like that." He had to keep himself from cumming when he felt Draco's thumbs near his entrance, spreading his cheeks even further, and allowing Draco's tongue to sink further into him.
After that point, Colin could no longer be held responsible for anything that came out of his mouth. Draco was giving him the tongue-fucking of his life, and Colin could only moan, whimper, and say words of lusty encouragement and praise. He barely noticed the change when two slick fingers replaced the tongue. He welcomed the intrusion—the timing could not have been more perfect. Then Draco was on top of him, kissing him and pumping his fingers in and out of him. Colin clawed at Draco's back, delirious with pleasure.
"Don't come yet…hold back, okay?" Draco's voice whispered against his mouth. "You gotta hold it, alright?"
Colin opened his eyes at Draco, pouting at the request. "Do I have to?" he panted.
Draco smiled down at him, arching his fingers to that spot. "Yes…I know you can do it."
Colin curled his toes, arched his back, and dug his fingernails into Draco's back—anything to keep his orgasm below the surface. In his mind, he rationalized that the sooner Draco's cock was in him, the sooner he could come. "Fuck me," he begged the Slytherin, "Please, Draco, please put your cock in me!"
"I…" Draco looked like he wanted to do nothing more than to fuck the whimpering boy below him, but he didn't comply right away. "Can I? Can I please fuck him?"
Colin was confused for a moment as Draco asked the question. Then he looked in the same direction as Draco, and remembered the two others in the room. How the fuck did I forget about them? George and Harry had both removed their shirts. Harry was just sliding his jeans off, George's pants not far behind. They exchanged a look at Draco's request.
"I'd say he's earned it, wouldn't you?" George asked Harry.
"I agree…however…we don't need Colin coming too soon." Harry answered.
"Wha-" Colin tried to interrupt but was cut off sharply by George.
"I couldn't agree more." With a wave of George's wand, and a quietly muttered spell, Colin felt a curious sensation take over his balls.
"What—what was that?" he asked, panicked.
"Just a little something to keep you from coming," George answered him. "Just relax and enjoy Draco, okay baby?"
Colin shook his head, his nerves calming. George wouldn't hurt me. "Okay," he whispered.
"You still want me?" Draco whispered in his ear, getting his attention.
Colin turned his eyes back to Draco. "Yes, of course. You'll fuck me now?" he begged again.
"Oh fuck yes," Draco quickly removed his fingers from Colin, causing the boy to wince. "Sorry," he muttered, grabbing the lube and rubbing the substance on his cock.
"Oh, it's so okay, just please hurry up, I want that in me so fucking bad," Colin moaned. Draco placed a hand behind one of Colin's knees, spreading the leg further and lining up with Colin's hole. He breathed out as Draco slid in, watching the progress of his cock into Colin. "oohhhhhhh," Colin breathed long and low.
Draco didn't waste any time. He slowly worked his hips in and out, all the while watching his own cock slide all the way in and then all the way out again. He had both hands on the back of Colin's legs, keeping him open and exposed.
Seeing Draco watch him this way was enough to send Colin over the edge, making him exceedingly thankful for whatever it was George had done to him. I can just lay here and get fucked, not having to worry about cumming too early, he realized with excitement.
"Draco…please do it harder…" he reached for Draco's hips, wanting to pull him closer to him. Draco leaned on his hands over Colin, looking down into his face and thrusting harder, steadily moving faster.
"Like that?" he whispered seductively.
"Like this," Colin had his hands on Draco's lower back, just above his ass, and he jerked Draco sharply into him, thrusting up to meet him at the same time. "See the difference?" he smiled sarcastically.
"Bossy bottom," Draco muttered.
Any retort Colin would have made was abruptly cut short as Draco quickly moved Colin's legs to his shoulders, bending him almost in half, and began pounding into him with no mercy.
Colin could only pant and moan as his ass was assaulted with more strength than he would have thought Draco Malfoy capable of. He gasped the first time that Draco hit his prostate, and couldn't stop the string of "yes,yes,yes…" mixed with profanities as Draco continued to hit it with every violent thrust. "Fuck! Faster!" he yelled, searching for anything to make him release. But no matter how hard Draco fucked him, and though Draco picked up to dizzying speeds, he couldn't come. "I wanna cum, I wanna cum, please let me cum," he whimpered and begged in excruciating pleasure.
In response, Draco let Colin's legs fall and pressed their chests together, kissing the boy with a finesse that defied the brutal thrusts below. "You have to wait…don't you wanna cum with Harry inside you? And George's cock in your mouth? Wouldn't you rather have that?"
Colin flushed at the image Draco's words invoked. "But…but what about you?" he asked, uncertain how he was holding a conversation while being fucked so well and hard. He felt like he would cry if he wasn't allowed to cum soon.
"Don't worry, I'll be watching…" Draco smirked down at him. "Oh, fuck, and I'm about to cum…" He closed his eyes and was able to thrust only twice more before burying himself fully in Colin's ass, coating it in his warm spunk. He collapsed on top of Colin, breathing hard.
Colin hated to push Draco away, but he couldn't stand the too pleasurable pressure on his very hard, very in need of spraying erection. "Draco…please, I…fuck…"
Draco lifted on his hands, looking down at Colin. When he realized the issue Colin was having, he apologized and slowly pulled himself from him. Immediately, Colin wanted to be filled again. He and Draco both looked over towards George and Harry, who had stood and were now hard again.
"On your knees, Colin," the order came from George. Colin blushed as he scrambled to obey, remembering Draco's words.
As if to remind him, Draco whispered, "I'll be watching," as he went to seat himself on the couch. Colin smiled at him before turning his attention to Harry and George again. His mouth watered at the sight of the two older boys approaching him, both looking like they wanted him more than they'd ever wanted anything in their lives.
Harry disappeared behind him as George knelt before him. Colin looked up into George's face, excitement and over stimulation pulsing through him. George lowered so that he could gently kiss Colin's lips before moving to whisper in his ear, his hands stroking Colin's face and through his hair. He suddenly felt Harry's cock sliding along his crack, most likely using Draco's cum for lubrication.
"You are the hottest one in this room, you know that?" George whispered so low that only Colin could hear. "I'm so jealous of the things they're doing to you, but I'm so fucking turned on, too…I'm really going to enjoy taking you last."
"Yes, I want that!" Colin responded just as quietly.
"You want to come while Harry fucks you? Or will you wait til I'm in you?" George offered the choice.
Colin hesitated to answer. He certainly wanted to come as soon as possible…I've waited far too long already. But one look at George's hard dick, bigger than either of the other cocks he'd had so far, and his decision was made. "I wanna wait until this is in me," he told George, reaching forward and gripping his prick.
"That's my baby…" George smiled, so pleased by Colin's answer. He kissed him again just as Harry began pushing into Colin. Colin gasped into the kiss, but the lips were removed from his quickly anyway. George had sat up and now moved his dick to Colin's mouth. Colin opened his mouth and took it in just as Harry pushed the last inch of his dick fully into Colin's stretched hole. He briefly wondered if George was about to fuck his face like Harry had done. He remembered having tried to deep throat George before, but not being able to get the entire thing in his mouth. Well, I've certainly had more practice, he told himself in preparation.
He hummed around George's cock, taking more into his mouth as Harry pulled back. Harry thrust back in much harder and much faster than Colin had expected, causing him to swallow more of George's cock than he meant to.
"Oooo, yeah, baby, that's good," George reacted, obviously thinking that Colin had meant to take so much of him at one time. Colin moaned at George's praise, however misconceived, and vowed in his head right then and there that he would take every fleshy, pulsing inch of that massive erection—even if it choked him to death.
Harry began thrusting in earnest. Colin arched back to meet him while he worked his neck, taking almost all of George in his mouth. George seemed to realize what Colin wanted, and relieved him of the work. Colin moaned and relaxed his throat as George began thrusting into his mouth, pushing his limits so far.
Never in Colin's wildest dreams—and his dreams could get truly nasty—did he ever think he would be bent over between Harry Potter and George Weasley, both filling him hard and fast from both ends. His cock was swollen and heavy with the undeniable and almost unbearable need to come. His throat burned and his eyes were watering from the lack of oxygen to his lungs…oh fuck…and now his back felt arched enough to break as Harry found his prostate and nailed it repeatedly. He wanted to moan, but all he could do with his mouth was cover his teeth and let his thoughts do the screaming for him. On top of all that, Draco Malfoy was sitting barely in his sights, watching the whole show.
Then Harry came, and George's dick was being pulled from his mouth. After Harry filled him, he pulled out of Colin's body, too. Colin whimpered at the loss of the pleasure at both ends. But George was pulling him forward, onto his lap. Colin let himself be led into his lover's arms, straddling his lover's lap. His eyes flew impossibly wide as George quickly shoved his dick into him, filling him more than Harry, and more than Draco before him, and hitting that spot that Harry had just abandoned.
"Please, George…please…" he begged, wanting to cum so bad it hurt. He dug his nails into George's shoulders as George pounded up into him and released the spell. George was practically lifting Colin off his dick before slamming him back on it as Colin's head fell back, eyes rolling, and cum shooting high into the air between them. He could hear himself screaming out loud, but he felt so separate from the sound. All that existed was George's cock, now cumming inside him, and his own cock with that continual string of fluid being wrenched from inside it.
It felt like it lasted for hours, but he knew in some corner of his mind that it had been mere seconds. Exhausted, sated, and completely busted, Colin slumped into George's strong frame. He felt George's arms wrap around him and was jostled slightly as George pulled out of him. He couldn't be made to care when cum gushed out of him. He heard moaning from nearby, and opened his eyes out of curiosity. Harry was sucking Draco off, and it appeared that Draco was just now cumming into his mouth. He smiled and turned his head into George's neck, snuggling closer, ready to sleep.
"I love you," he whispered. "Thank you."
"I love you, too baby," George whispered into his hair. "You had fun?"
"Mmm, hell yes," Colin laughed dazedly. "But can we sleep now?"
"Yeah," George whispered. His next words were directed to Harry, "You wanna stay here with us tonight?"
"Definitely," Harry replied, "I don't think any of us are up for getting dressed again, much less for walking to our dorms."
There was a short silence, in which Colin almost fell asleep.
"I need you to get up, okay? We need cleaning spells, and the room gave us a great big bed to sleep in." George urged.
Only the promise of cleaning spells and bed could have gotten Colin to stand, George moving with him. He looked around and saw that the room had indeed provided a very large bed that would sleep four people more than comfortably. Fuck that looks great, he thought, longing to be in that bed. Draco and Harry were already climbing into it. As soon as he felt the cleansing tingle of George's spell, Colin headed over, too. He didn't think he could have made it into the high bed if George hadn't been behind him to help him up. He immediately slipped into the plush covers beside Draco. He smiled at the sleepy Slytherin and Draco smiled back as George and Harry moved close to each boy, wrapping their arms possessively around them.
"I love you so much," George whispered into his ear. Colin shut his eyes and sank back into George, loving the strength and tenderness he found in the arms surrounding him.
"Mmm, love you, too," he whispered back. He turned his head and was kissed goodnight. When his head was back on the pillow, he was out like a light—along with the other three.