Colin awoke the next morning surrounded by fleshy warmth. He smiled before he had even opened his eyes, remembering the night before. It seemed like a dream, but the arms and legs tangled with his and the undeniable soreness in his bottom said otherwise. Sunlight was penetrating his eyelids, and he absently wondered why the Room of Requirement would have provided charmed windows.
Charms, he thought, I have Charms today. He opened his eyes, wishing he didn't have to get up and go to class at all today. Draco Malfoy was looking back at him. Colin smiled as he took in the sleepy Slytherin. Draco returned his smile just as Harry tightened his hold on him. Colin's smile widened as he watched Harry pull Draco tight against him, stroking his chest with one hand and burying his face in the nook between Draco's neck and shoulder.
"I didn't get to fuck you last night," Harry said, eyes still closed, between kisses on Draco's neck. His hand moved to Draco's hip, throwing the covers off of both of them.
"You can fuck me now…if you don't mind having an audience," Draco answered him.
At the same moment, Colin felt George stir behind him. Colin pushed his ass back against George's morning erection, willing his boyfriend to wake faster.
Draco's smile widened and Harry finally opened his eyes and looked at Colin.
George's eyes must have opened because Harry smiled at him over Colin's shoulder then said, "You care to watch? As I understand it, you didn't get to see a show like your boyfriend did."
Colin blushed as George and Harry chuckled.
"You two behave. I think we got Colin back for that," Draco smiled cheekily at Colin. "He got watched plenty last night."
Colin couldn't help but smile as the three laughed at Draco's addition to the joke. But the laughs of both blonde boys were cut off as Harry pushed Draco onto his stomach and George turned Colin onto his back.
Colin looked at George, who promptly kissed him. When they broke apart, George gently gripped Colin's chin and turned it so Colin was looking at Harry and Draco.
"You just watch, baby, while I take care of you," George whispered against his ear.
"Don't you wanna see, too?" Colin whispered. He watched as Harry rubbed his fingers between Draco's cheeks, kissing and biting the back of his neck.
"I'll watch them, but I want to watch you, too." George answered him, bringing his hand between them, running his fingers softly across both of their pricks.
Colin smiled and looked back at George, kissing him again. His slid his tongue into his mouth, thrusting his hips into George's hand. He whimpered when George pulled his mouth away.
"No, I want you to watch," George smirked. "I know you want to."
Colin rolled his eyes, but didn't argue with George. I mean, I do want to watch. He looked back at the couple beside them. Heat flooded through his body as he watched Harry lubing his cock. At the same moment, George's hand was suddenly slick and stroking both of them. George hovered above him, looking at the pair beside them, too. They watched as Harry grabbed Draco's pale hip, pulling up just enough to make Draco arch beautifully. Colin had to bite his lip to keep from moaning at the sight. He could tell George was being affected by the sight just as much as he was, if the hitch in his breathing was any indication. Harry started to push in, and Colin looked to Draco's face. He felt another wave of arousal pass deliciously over him when he found his eyes locked with Draco's.
He couldn't suppress the moan as Harry pushed in, Draco looking at Colin the entire time. George's touch became firmer, and Colin had to fight to keep his eyes from rolling back in his head. Fuck this is so much better up close, he thought. George and Colin watched as Harry slowly worked his length into Draco. Everything about the sight turned Colin on: Draco's slim body, arching into Harry's ministrations; Harry's tan muscular thighs and toned stomach flexing as he eased back and forward into the body below him; and the sounds Draco made—Colin nearly whimpered as he remembered the sounds Draco had made for him, when he had been inside Draco last night.
As Harry began thrusting harder and faster into Draco, Colin couldn't stop squirming underneath George, wanting George to pump him so much faster. George understood and complied immediately. Draco's sounds of pleasure were getting louder and he was thrusting back hard against Harry. Harry was propped up on his hands and seemed to be unable to take his eyes away from the sight of his own cock sliding in and out of Draco.
"Oh I'm close," Draco suddenly exclaimed, throwing his head back and looking at Colin with a look filled with pure lust and pleasure.
As much as Colin wanted to keep watching, his own desire was urgently pulling his attention away. All at once, he looked at George and decided that he didn't give a fuck how sore he was. He had to have George in him, fucking him like Harry was fucking Draco beside him.
"Fuck me, please fuck me," he demanded, pushing George back so that he could lift his legs. George didn't need to be told again. He didn't say anything, just lined up his cock and shoved into Colin, thrusting in and out immediately.
Colin's eyes did roll back then. The pain of George thrusting into his abused hole was like fire, but so was the pleasure of having him stroke against his prostate.
"Harder," he whispered, looking up into George's face. Draco got louder as George thrust harder.
Colin looked back over at Harry and Draco, feeling his orgasm coming. He had only been watching for a second when George gave a particularly violent thrust, growling as he did it. Colin snapped his attention back to his boyfriend, moaning loudly and breathing hard as George continued to thrust violently, staring down into Colin's eyes. It felt so good, but the look on George's face worried Colin enough to hold off his orgasm.
What's wrong with him? He wondered. Even as he thought it, he realized the answer. He's jealous! He smirked at the realization, though a slight twinge of guilt went through him.
"Come here," he moaned at George, kissing him, desperate to rid George of his jealous feelings. He turned his face from the kiss and pulled George's lips to his neck. "Mark me, George, please," he whispered. "I'm yours, only yours."
George latched on to Colin's neck—biting, sucking, and moaning. "Mine," he growled. Colin hooked his feet behind George's thighs, making George thrust impossibly harder.
"Fuck yes, I'm yours," Colin whimpered, reaching to stroke his cock. George beat him to it. They looked into each other's eyes as George stroked him, inside and out.
"Mine?" George whispered with a pleading not to his voice.
"Yes…you're the first…the best," Colin answered, only seconds away from cumming.
"The first," George repeated, breathing deep and smiling as the words came out of his mouth. "Come with me…"
"Al…almost…" Colin shook his head in agreement.
Eyes locked, bodies straining, they didn't have to say another word to time their release. Colin came into George's hand just as George filled Colin. Their lips found each other's between sated gasps, and George collapsed onto Colin, sliding down until his head met Colin's chest.
"Oh bloody fucking hell…I love you," he sighed against Colin's chest.
Colin smiled and stroked his fingers through George's sweaty hair. "I love you, too," he whispered.
"I think we got the better show," Draco interrupted the post-sex moment.
George turned his head on Colin's chest as Colin opened his eyes, both of them looking at Harry and Draco. The couple had obviously finished minutes ago, as they were holding each other, watching George and Colin.
"I quite agree, Draco," Harry smirked at them. "That was…hot."
"I still can't believe you get fucked like that, though," Draco looked at Colin. "How long have you two been together, anyway?" he asked, curiously.
Colin looked down at George who propped his chin up on Colin's chest to look back. They smiled at each other as they realized the slightly embarrassing answer. George arched an eyebrow at Colin, who blushed before turning back to answer Draco.
"About a week," he laughed.
"A week!" Draco and Harry exclaimed at the same time, both of their eyes wide.
"You're kidding," Harry said, as though he really expected them to be joking.
"Actually, he may be rounding up a bit," George mumbled into Colin's chest.
They all laughed at that, but the laughter became uncontrollable when Draco added, "It's okay, Harry told me he loved me after two days, and we hadn't even fucked yet." Harry turned bright red to every ones delight, and gave Draco a playful jab in the side.
"Alright, alright, that's enough!" Harry laughed. "Me and Draco have to get back to pretending we hate each other in about…" he looked around to the clock on the wall, "fourty-five minutes."
"That must really suck," Colin said.
"That's one way to put it," Draco drawled as he sat up. "But Potions isn't so bad—that's what we have this morning. Snape knows, so it's fun to try and make him laugh at us during class."
"Snape knows?" Colin and George inquired at the same time.
"He caught us making out the other day," George explained. "His reaction was…unexpected."
"I'm surprised he didn't award you house points," Draco chuckled. Seeing the shocked reactions on George and Colin's face, he continued, "Oh, Severus is completely gay." He turned to Harry, "Actually, you should probably tell them," giving Harry a pointed look.
"Shit, okay. Don't get mad, alright?" He said to Colin and George. "I'm having to take these lessons with Snape, to help close my mind or whatever, and so Snape takes regular strolls through my memories every Monday night. I do my best to keep him out, but…he could possibly see any of my memories from last night or this morning." When George and Colin just stared at him, open mouthed, he continued, "That's how he found out about me and Draco…he gave fifty points to Gryffindor for my impeccable taste in men."
George laughed out loud at that, but Colin was lost in thoughts that this new information brought to light. Professor Snape could see me…getting…fucked?" His eyes widened as the possibilities sprang into mind. Snape could see me getting fucked!" He looked to George, unable to hide the massive grin that spread across his face. He felt lucky that George's previous bout of jealousy was left behind for now.
"I know exactly what you're thinking," George laughed, and kissed Colin quickly on the mouth. "Harry, I want you to shove your memories from last night to the front of your mind on Monday." Then turning back to Colin, he teased, "Colin has a little crush on our dear Professor Snape."
Colin covered his reddened face with his hands as Draco and Harry got over their initial shock and began laughing right along with George.
"Whatever, I'm going to shower. I'm so glad I don't have Potions today." He wiggled out from under George, and began limping towards the bathroom.
"No, but I do, and I plan to drop at least a dozen hints," George responded, getting off the bed and following Colin. He looked over his shoulder, smiling at Harry and Draco, "You guys don't mind us showering first, do you? Of course, I'm sure the room can provide more than one shower."
"Go ahead; we'll follow in a minute." Harry answered.
Colin stepped into the stream of warm water. George stepped in behind him, wrapping his arms around him, pulling him against his chest.
"You mad at me?" George whispered.
"No, I was just thinking…" Colin replied, leaning back on George.
"About what?"
"Well…" Colin hesitated, afraid of voicing the thought he had had the first time he had sex with George. "Do you think I'm a slut?" he whispered so quietly that George didn't hear him. When George asked him to repeat himself, he gathered his courage and turned around in George's arms. "I'm a slut, aren't I?" he asked again, meeting George's eyes.
George was obviously not expecting the question. He slowly answered, "Well…I suppose that depends on what your definition of slut is…but…I don't think you are."
"But some people would say I am?" Colin asked. "I mean, other than being with you, I've slept with two other people this week—I got gang banged last night! And I slept with you on our first date! Not to mention I have a whole box of sex toys up under my bed," he mumbled as an afterthought.
"Baby…" George lifted Colin off his feet enough so that their lips met. Colin wrapped his arms around George's neck. He relaxed into the slow, sweet kiss. "If those things make you a slut…then I'm in love with a slut and I fucking don't want it any other way. I don't want some prude for a boyfriend."
Colin didn't know why hearing George refer to him as a slut made him feel better, but it did. He felt good enough to tease, "I thought cute was your thing, not slutty."
"Yeah, well cute and slutty makes me go crazy…as long as you're an honest slut, I don't mind." George kissed him again before pulling back and adding, "And as long as I'm the biggest cock you're fucking."
Colin threw his head back and laughed but turned serious in an instant as he skimmed his fingers over George's soft cock. "The first, the best, and definitely the biggest…now stop turning me on, I have charms at ten."
"You're the one touching my cock," George retorted.
"You need to both keep your hands to yourself or we're all gonna be late for class!" Harry called from the doorway. They could hear Draco's laughter in the background, and couldn't help but join in.
It didn't take long for all of them to be ready. A few minutes later, and George was walking Colin to his Charms class. Colin limped most of the way, and it seemed to him that everyone noticed.
"Have a good day, okay? I'll see you at lunch," George kissed him on the mouth quickly amidst looks from other students in the corridor.
"Okay, see you," Colin said.
"Oh, and you do want me to work on Snape, right?" George added with a smirk before walking off, not waiting for an answer.
"I love you, asshole!" Colin called after him.
George threw his head back and laughed before calling back loud enough for everyone in the corridor, (and probably everyone in the Charms classroom), to hear, "I love you, too, Colin Creevey!"