A/N: ahh the chapter everyone is nervous about. No Dennis/Colin in this one, no that gets its own chapter . . . pay attention to the underlined warnings and pairings. The story is getting close to the end. 32 chapters in total and here is chapter 20. Enjoy
Rating: R
Warnings: Course language, anal, Male/Male, Female/Female and Male/Female pairings, Rimming, Oral sex, Sexual situations in uncomfortable settings, Spoilers to Harry Potter books and movies, Drug use (Fred and George's potions not like, weed :S) BDSM, incest, rape, violence, use of alcohol and possibly more later.
Parings: DOMINANT/SUBMISSIVE Draco/Harry, Seamus/Colin, Colin/Harry, Seamus/Draco, Draco/Colin (Possible foursome) Ginny/Hermione, Ron/Padma, Ron/Hermione, Dean/Ginny, Blaise/Pansy, Luna/Neville, Fred/George, Fred/George/Harry, Dennis/ Colin, Nott/Blaise/Draco and possibly more later.
. . .story begins. . .
Harry's eyes shot open. "What?" He squeaked. Fred used his wand to close and lock the door adding a silencing charm. He trailed a finger from under Harry's ear, down his neck and part of his shoulder, just before the shirt got in the way. Harry moaned when a ribbon of liquid ice followed that finger, only intensifying with heat when it left. Harry whimpered and grabbed the bottom of his shirt, pulling it over his head. His hands hesitated at the button of his jeans before shaking as he undid them.
"If you're quiet about this Harry, we promise you'll enjoy it." He didn't know what twin it was and didn't really care. His jeans hit the floor and he stepped out, stepping on his socks to pull them off as well. He froze and looked at them, clad in nothing but his boxers. "Oh don't worry, any second now and the heat will pool there too. And if you think the rest of your body is hot? Wait for this." When the twin finished he felt it happen. His head flew back and his body convulsed feeling his prick harden and fire so hot he thought it might actually burn. A strangled cry left his throat and he looked down, making sure that it wasn't actually on fire.
"Come here Harry." Harry slowly walked towards Fred, whimpering as the scratchy material of his boxers scrapped him member. "Bet you want them off now eh?" Harry nodded his underwear feeling like needles digging into him. "Want some help?" Harry flinched but nodded, remembering that when they touched him, that spot would feel cool. Fred smiled and lightly slid his hand on Harry's waist, moving to his hips, just his fingertips touching, and slid his index fingers under the waistband of his tormenting bottoms. He felt two more cold hands starting from his lower back, and pushing up to the middle before sprouting off and across his chest. He groaned, head falling back against George's now bare chest. He felt his boxers being lifted, Fred making sure not to touch his burning member, and slide slowly to the ground. Fred had lowered the boxers, he himself lowering with them and raked his nails from around the backs of Harry's legs, and down the inside of his thighs, earning a throaty moan in the process.
"Beautiful Fred." Said boy nodded and blew on the head of Harry's cock earning a yelp and a whimper from him
"So hot! Please!" Fred and George exchanged looks.
"Not yet Harry" George whispered in his ear, lips lightly brushing the shell. His hands slowly began playing with the nipples under his fingers. Harry gasped and arched. He felt so good, boiling, freezing, and so good. His breathing picked up and he felt his cock twitch when the twins' fingers began to lightly stoke his hardening buds. The brunette could feel everything, even when Fred pulled back; he knew he had sat on the bed. George pressed his chest firmly to Harry's back, smirking as he shuddered in relief. He leaned back, arm sliding down Harry's chest, landing on his hip and walked to the front of him, hand sliding across Harry's arse and stopping in the center of it. George smirked and winked at his brother. Fred walked up beside George, both shirtless and simultaneously latched onto a nipple.
Harry screamed and his hips bucked. Fred pulled back, making sure to lick the pert bud every other word. "Quiet Harry unless you want us to stop." Harry whimpered quietly and brought his hand up to bite his finger. "Thatta boy" Fred latched on hearing a quiet, muffled moan leave the younger lad. he and George slowly nipped and licked their way down, moving away from Harry's burning member, nipping his pelvic just on the outsides of where his hair began. They both placed one hand on his stomach, the tips of their fingers mere centimeters from where he really wanted them. Their other hands were under Harry's arse, curled in and around, almost touching his perineum.
"Please." Harry whispered his hands in his own hair. "Please!" Fred and George pulled their heads back but nothing else.
"Please what Harry?" One asked voice deeper than usual. Harry whimpered, he was embarrassed, but it hurt, it was too hot. He started to hyperventilate, face screwing up in agony.
"Please touch it." It came out as an ashamed whisper and the twins took pity on him. They looked at each other, and Harry slapped his hand over his mouth trying to muffle the scream. Both had closed their mouth around the base of his shaft, their own lips lightly touching. George nodded at Fred and the latter lightly ran his tongue up the length, enclosing the head in his mouth. Harry's body went rigid and his mouth opened, a loud gasp leaving. Fred bobbed once before pulling back, maneuvering the quivering boy to the bed.
"Sit down Harry."Harry obeyed immediately and George watched his eyes widened, covering his mouth quickly just before he let out scream, rattling the windows, even with the hand.
"I take it the heat doubled in your prick?" Fred whispered in his ear, Harry sobbing his confirmation. "Alright, alright, shush." He leaned forwards and bit Harry's neck earning another muffled yell, George snickering. He and Fred made sure to avoid the burning appendix and instead, lightly brushed their hands along his chest, mouths latched to his neck. Harry, mouth now free, began to gulp in air and shuddered when the twins pushed him back.
Fred stood back, unbuckling his bottoms, whilst George's mouth distracted Harry. Fred's brow rose when George did something he wasn't expecting.
Harry stiffened as the mouth on his neck switched from bites and licks to soft kisses. He shivered and groaned and the mouth worked his way up, sucking just under Harry's jaw before he leaned over him. Harry opened his eyes and they locked with one of the twins.
"Close your eyes again Harry" George whispered before hesitantly leaning down and lightly capturing the other's lips. His tongue darted out, licking Harry's bottom lip and was pleased when the mouth opened, no hesitation at all. The brunettes tongue met Georges half way and both groaned, Harry's hand sliding to the back of the older boy's neck. Fred cleared his throat and George pulled back panting. He stepped off the bed and switched with his brother, unbuckling his own trousers and watching as Fred captured the others lips, Harry's hand behind his head as well. When George walked back to the bed and crawled over, all three were bare. Harry whimpered at the loss of contact and a sob wracked his body as his member started to throb.
"This will be uncomfortable, ok Harry?" Harry nodded and George leaned to the other end of the bed, grabbing something in his hands. "Ok, ready?" Harry whimpered but nodded. Pleasure, mixed with that liquid ice shot through him when George slid something along his shaft. He didn't even realize he had called out and just concentrated on the sensations when George's fingers had lightly rearranged his scrotum. Then he felt the uncomfortable bit. He felt something tightening around his shaft and under his sack, cutting off a bit of the circulation. "Aright there Harry?" George made sure to continue lightly touching Harry's shaft, so the painful heat wouldn't return. He heard something pop in the distance and jumped when he felt something slowly sliding into his back entrance. His insides cooled slightly and he moaned, eyes squeezing tighter. The something got bigger and Harry realized it was fingers.
Fred was carefully sliding his two fingers along and decided to find that spot in Harry. "Where's your prostate?"
"W-what?" Fred rolled his eyes.
"When Malfoy fucked you he hit a spot inside that makes you scream in pleasure, where is it?" Harry shuddered.
"L-left. Just a little though" Fred nodded to George who covered Harry's mouth, his other hand still lightly stroking. The Fred hooked his fingers. Harry screamed at the top of his lungs, legs shooting further apart and back arching. Fred quickly added the last finger before slathering some lube on his shaft.
"Hands and knees Harry." Harry rolled over whimpering at the rough fabric, he thought it used to be soft. George let go of Harry's shaft and shushed him when he let out a pained cry. Behind Harry, Fred was kneeling, one hand on the bottom of the top bunk, bent slightly himself. He lined himself up and pressed forwards hissing as his head slipped in. Harry began panting again and gripped the sheets. It hurt a lot, but it was cooling him. Fred let go of the top bunk, grabbing Harry's hips and pulling him back. He grunted and bit his lip, breathing picking up. Fuck Harry was tight. He kissed the center of Harry's back and whispered a quiet 'sorry' to him
George's hand was over Harry's mouth when he howled, it was high and strangled, and George glared at his brother.
"Little more gentle Fred! You're gonna make him bleed!" Fred nodded, head on Harry's back, panting. He was fully sheathed now and waited a bit. When Harry's body seemed to loosen, he pulled back before slowly pushing back in. Harry grunted and Fred picked up his speed. He aimed a little more to the left and smiled when Harry's back arched and cried out, this time in pleasure. He aimed for that every time, listening to Harry's repeated rambles of 'oh god' 'yes, yes' and 'ah' 's Harry felt the boil but his orgasm never hit, even when Fred grunted behind him, shooting his seed. When Fred pulled out Harry panted, the top half of his body feeling normal again. His cock still burned and he winced.
"Do you need to lie down?" Fred asked Harry and he nodded, maneuvering himself onto his back panting. George moved forwards and smiled before throwing Harry's legs over his shoulder and lined up. It didn't take long for Harry's chanting to start again and George was on the brink.
"F-Fred!" Fred nodded, moving forwards and unclasping the ring around the young males cock.
"fuckfuckfuckOHGODYESYES FUCK!" Harry came, back arched to its braking point mouth wide open and no words, eyes screwed shut. George shot inside of him and collapsed, both boys panting. Harry carefully pushed George up and he moved off Harry, sitting up, Fred was dressed and handed Harry his clothes.
"You may want to stay up here for a bit." Harry nodded, the heat now gone, and feeling shiver from being naked. The twins helped him dress and Harry sat up flinching. He was slowly getting used to the back pain he guessed. It was an uncomfortable feeling, cum trying to flow back out of you. He didn't remember the other times, but the first he passed out and the second he was hammered. Harry stayed there for a few hours, walking back and forth for the last hour until he could step without flinching. The others never noticed his blush every time the twins walked by. Well at least he thought.
Ron raised his brow and sat down, praying to god it wasn't what he thought.
"U-uh guys?" They walked towards him and Draco stood, heading for the door. He let out a surprised gasp when something grabbed his leg, sending him crashing to the ground. His head hit the floor and he blacked out.
Draco groaned and grabbed his head; he was on his bed now, the two boys shirtless, playing some weird hand game. They looked to him and smirked.
"Welcome back Draco." Draco slid up. "Don't worry; you were only out about five minutes" Nott said turning to face him "So, about that lay?"
"Fuck you" Draco hissed.
"Actually, the plan is for me to fuck you, Blaise kindly offered to leave the room even." Blaise gave him a pained expression
"I'm not fucking you and you sure as hell aren't fucking me!" Nott raised his brow.
"Why not? Pot head will get mad?" Draco stiffened and Nott smirked. "That's it isn't it? You won't fuck anyone because you're still waiting for him." Draco growled.
"I am not!" He went to stand but Nott pulled him back down.
"Really? Then why did we listen to you whimper, calling his name whilst you were out of it." Draco looked at Blaise.
"You did Draco, rather loudly too." the blonde's eyes widened.
"Face it princess, he doesn't want you. You told him to fuck off and he did. Literally." Draco flinched at Nott's words. "Did he come after you when you stormed out at the dance?" Draco shook his head. "What about when you found him, thoroughly fucked? Did he go after you then?" Draco's heart clenched and he glared at the far wall. "What about during classes? Before, after, between? Did he ever try to stop you?"
"No" Draco whispered still glaring "He never did. Even when I'd hit him in the hall or yell at him, he never came after me."
"But that's all you wanted, if he would have chased you, maybe you'd be with him now, maybe he wouldn't have FUCKED the other bloke." Draco bit the inside of his cheek.
"Fuck him" He ground out "I don't need that bloody git!" Nott smirked and turned Draco's head to him.
"Then what's stopping you?" Draco finally caved, he through caution to the wind, reached over, grabbing the back of Nott's head and slammed their mouths together. Blaise went to stand but Draco's hand reached blindly back, and grasped his forearm. He pulled back from Nott and looked at him.
"Why the hell Nott eh Blaise? Got nothing to lose do I?" Blaise's eyes glazed over and both boys smirked, pulling him to them. Draco reached behind his head and pulled his shirt off, panting as Nott's hand slid up his thigh, Blaise's mouth attached to his chest. Soon the positions changed and it was Blaise on his back, Draco unbuckling his bottoms before tugging them off. Blaise moaned and pulled the blonde down, smashing their mouths together. Nott smirked from behind Draco, leaning over and reaching around to unhook the loose garments, purposely brushing the hardening length, earning a groan that was swallowed up by Blaise.
"Eager much Draco?" He whispered, sliding the pants down, leaning over to nip the top of his boxers, pulling.
"Are you using your teeth?" Draco sounded slightly startled. Nott pulled his head back and let go of the garment, it smacking back to place. "That's . . . that's kind of hot." Draco said looking back at him. "Do it again" Nott and Blaise laughed, Draco felt a bubble of laughter and let it out, the first real laugh in weeks. Nott leaned forwards again re grabbing the elastic band with his teeth, pulling them halfway down the other's pale behind, before using his hands for the rest. Draco was still straddling Blaise, both their boxer just under their arse, exposing their fronts. Draco sat back with a playful smirk. He shucked the rest of his bottoms off and lay down, grasping his member.
"You're a fucking tease" Nott hissed, completely stripped as well. Draco smirked and Nott crawled over to him. He was slightly on his side, horizontal from Draco, making an 'L'. Blaise completed the small triangle and hissed when Draco craned his neck, pulling his member into his mouth, Nott doing the same to him and Blaise to Nott. The three panted and began to work one another with vigour. They all needed this for different reasons. When Nott began to pant around Draco, the blonde groaned around Blaise, who sucked hard earning a shout From Nott and a shutter. He swallowed his essence before removing him from a panting Draco, rearranging himself so the two could finish one another off.
Draco felt a boil in the pit of his stomach and sucked the boy above him harder. Blaise smirked when the boy's things began to tighten under his hands and panting against his member. He himself was getting close. Blaise picked up his speed, sucking harder and Draco did likewise before a loud groan admitted from the both of them. They didn't know who came first, but it didn't matter. The three of them lay where they were on the big bed, catching their breaths.
Draco and the others fixed their hair, fully dressed and jumped at the crack, looking down at the house else.
"What Winkey?" Draco asked, calmer than usual and the two others smirked at that. So at least they knew he was content.
"Mrs. Malfoy says it's time for your friends to leave and would like you to join her for dinner." Draco nodded and smirked at his friends when the house elf vanished.
"We should do this again sometime." He said before leaving the room, two very pleased boys behind him.