Whore For Harry

Hello, this is my first story, so be nice, y\'all hear! Well, lemme see, DISCLAIMER: This story is by moi, but all of the characters and everything belong to the wonderful JK ROWLING. This contains details of underage sex (both minors). So yeah, unzip, enjoy...

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Harry, Ron and Hermione jogged down to the Entrance Hall with the rest of the sixth years. It had been announced that a group of new students were to arrive that morning. As they all ran out, onto the fresh spring grass, there was a sudden buzz of disappointment.

\"What!? They\'re not here!\" \"Blimey, five o\'clock sharp, he said...\" \"I hope they hurry up!\"

By now most of the school had arrived, and all of the pupils were scattered around the gardens, shouting excitedly.

Harry turned to Ron, \"See!? I told you you shouldn\'t of dragged me down here!\".

Ron took no notice, still anxiously looking out at hills past the lake. \"Look!\" He cried. \"There! They\'re coming from the sky!\"

It was true, seven faintly visible people on broomsticks were zooming towards the castle. They landed perfectly, in front of the pupils. They each took off the cloaks they had been wearing, to reveal two adults, three giggling girls, one boy who looked so nervous that he had wet himself. And then him. Harry stared, gobsmacked at the last boy to take off his cloak. Wearing a tight t-shirt and jeans - Muggle clothing in general was welcome, after the school clothes they had all worn all year - he stretched back his arms, yawning. His dark black haired was long and messy, for a boy, ending at the start of his back. His face was firm and smooth, no acne or blackheads.

Ron could see Harry looking dazed, mistaking it for another attraction. \"Yeah, look at that girl, Harry, must be double-D at least..!\"

That earned him a swift reprimand from Hermione.

But Harry was still in a daze, as the teachers came out and congratulated the new students, welcoming them to the castle. He was still thinking about that boys beautiful lips, imagining, imagining how perhaps - just perhaps - they would suck on Harry\'s penis. Harry groaned at the thought. Soon, it was the feast, that had been prepared for the arrival. All through Dumbledore\'s speech Harry had been dreaming about the boy, on his knees, eating and slurping happily at Harry\'s seed, as Harry came into his mouth.

Ron and Hermione all tucked into the delicious food, but Harry was too busy thinking about the boy. It was only when he heard Hermione say something about him that he paid attention.

\"...and so the oldest one, yes, well, he\'s in our year! You might want to get him on the quidditch team. I think he\'s at the pitch now, trying out-\"

\"What?\" Harry quickly realised he couldn\'t admit his feelings to Hermione \".. umm.. yeah, I\'ll have to go and talk to him about joining the team.\"

And he rushed off, down to the quidditch pitch.

It was dark now, and everyone was either in their common rooms, talking excitedly about the new students, or asleep. But Harry was sure he\'d be there - yes, he was! Swooping around the sky, on what looked like a Nimbus 2000. Harry beckoned him down. The boy dropped quickly and accurately beside Harry, standing up, and grinning.

\"Hi, I\'m Stuart. You\'re Harry Potter right?\"

Harry was amazed with how quickly they had started talking.

\"Yeah, I\'m Harry... well, I was wondering, would you like to perhaps try-out for the Gryffindor team, if you are a Gryffindor, that is...?\" He shuffled nervously.

Stuart just laughed. \"Yep, I\'m a Gryffindor, Old Dumbledore sorted us in his office, nice bloke isn\'t he? But about the team.. well, sure! I\'ll try out!\"

Harry couldn\'t help but smile, and he and Stuart made eye contact briefly. Images of Stuart groaning as Harry pumped his dick into Stuart\'s sweaty backside, doggy-style filled his head. And then he realised that they should shower down.

\"Well, I\'ll show you the locker room and showers. I daresay you\'ll want a shower after all that flying.\"

Harry led Stuart into the Gryffindor locker room. Stuart pulled off his top, revealing smooth teenage muscles and a firm toned stomach not unlike Harry\'s own. he began to pull off his socks, and trousers, just standing in tight black boxers. Harry forced himself not to groan. He\'d only ever had sex with Oliver before, and now he was gone... well, he needed some new meat.

\"Where are the showers?\" Stuart asked, winking at Harry. \"You should shower too, maybe...\"

Harry couldn\'t help but think that maybe Stuart wanted him too. He eagerly took off his robes, just standing in white boxers. He even flexed his muscles once or twice. Stuart saw this and laughed. \"Nice six-pack, Harry.\"

They both went into the showers, Harry behind Stuart. Quickly, they took off their boxer shorts, and turned on the showers. Harry closed his eyes, not daring to look at Stuart\'s package, which was now on display. He could only think of what if Stuart wasn\'t gay... what would happen then -

\"Nice-sized dick, Harry.\"

Harry opened his eyes. Had he really just said that? Sure enough, Stuart was leaning against the wall, legs spread, slowly masturbating his surpisingly large member, groaning, as he looked at Harry.

Harry took that for a yes, so he went over to Stuart, and rubbed his stiff cock over the boy\'s chest. Stuart touched it, the feeling driving Harry wild. He couldn\'t help but groan.

\"Do you like that, Harry?\"

\"You know I do. I like my dick sucked too...\"

Harry pushed Stuart onto his knees, and Stuart looked up at him, over the broad mountains of Harry\'s pecs, into his eyes. He poked out his tongue, and began to lick Harry\'s shaft, not breaking the eyecontact. Harry\'s member had grown to it\'s usual eight inches.

\"Mmm, you taste nice, Harry.\"

\"Why don\'t you try a bit more, you lil whore...?\"

Harry pushed his hips up, bucking his large cock into Stuart\'s mouth. Stuart began to choke on it, but Harry was too turned on to care. He pushed it all in, and began to fuck Stuart\' mouth eagerly. Now adjusting to the style, Stuart was giving it his all, swirling his tongue around Harry\'s prick as he was face-fucked.

\"What a little slut you are for my cock, Stuart...\" Harry murmured sexily. He quickened his pace, savouring every second of the fellatio, groaning deepily.

\"Fuck... oh... mmm.. yeah, like that...whore ....\"

When Stuart\'s finger entered his arse, touching his prostrate, it was too much for Harry. He shouted out loudly, and with one final push into Stuart\'s mouth, he came. Pulling out quickly, he let the fat white globs of sperm dribble into Stuart\'s eager mouth, some spilling onto his neck. When he had finally finished, he found he was still hard.

\"You are one good cocksucker...\"

\"Why thankyou, Harry...\"

Then Stuart stood up, and kissed Harry deeply. Harry could taste his sperm, and feel Stuart\'s erection against his thigh. Harry rubbed his fingers into where his sperm was still spattered onto the boy\'s chest, massaging the cum into the skin. Harry\'s right hand found Stuart\'s fat cock, and he began to pump it.

\"I wanna fuck you, you liddle slut..\" He said, bending Stuart over.

\"Of course you can... Harry... and I assume every new recruit gets this special treatment\" Stuart said, laughing.

\"Shut up and take it\" Harry said, before bending down and licking at the boy\'s arsehole, happily sucking and tickling it with his tongue. He groaned as he ate Stuart\'s arse, before standing up and wiping his prick against the expectant hole. He slowly pushed his head in, breathing out loudly as he did so. He could hear Stuart moan loudly.

\"That\'s right, fuck me Mister Potter...\"

Harry pushed his large erection all the way insider of Stuart, and began to pump in and out, building up a quick pace. His balls slapped onto the whore\'s thighs, and Harry\'s hand began to masturbate Stuart\'s cock.

He was soon ramming in and out of him, occasionly slapping his back, his purple head continuously punching Stuart\'s prostrate. Stuart was shouting now, \"Aah, it hurts so good, Mister Potter!\"

Harry began to sweat even more, and he felt his stomach tighten up, the muscles in his tight backside squeeze. With a few final pumps he came again, spilling more thick, precious Potter-juice inside Stuart\'s hole, Stuart groaned loudly, and came all over Harry\'s hand. Harry licked it up happily, and wiped the rest on Stuart\'s back. He pulled out, letting Stuart suck off any shit or cum that was on Harry\'s prick.

\"You know I\'m your whore, Mister Potter..\" Stuart said, laughing that same deep laugh, as they dressed themselves.

\"I\'ll put it this way\" Harry said sexily \"You\'re on the team. Now come on let\'s go to bed...\"

A sexy \"woof-woof\" from Stuart told Harry he was thinking exactly what he was.

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Well, it\'s finished. Please comment, because I\'m curious to see what people think.