Lesson the First

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Lesson the First

It wasn’t everyday, Harry mused to himself, that you got an offer like this. In fact, he decided, moaning as George Weasley sucked hard on his neck, offer’s like this one came along once in a lifetime for most people, and even less often for skinny, speccy blokes like him. He wasn’t entirely certain how the hell he’d ended up sandwiched between the twins with a cock rubbing against his arse and another gliding so gloriously against his own, but, he decided muzzily, he sure as hell wasn’t going to complain!

Fred’s tongue lazily probing the cavern of his mouth drew another moan from Harry and the older boy chuckled into Harry’s parted lips, making the brunette shiver. Four hands roamed his chest and back under his t-shirt, fingers plucking at his nipples and fiddling with the waistband of his trousers and raising goosebumps in their wake.

George finally released the flesh of his neck with a wet ‘pop’ and Harry felt the spot throb with his heart beat; he hoped one of the twins could perform a decent healing charm because if not Harry was going to get so busted when Ron and Hermione spotted his hickey. “You taste good Harry,” George whispered huskily in his ear, his breath sending more shivers down Harry’s spine. “I wonder if you taste as good elsewhere.”

Fred chuckled again and slowly inched his roaming hands down the back of Harry’s trousers, sliding into his boxers to gently knead his buttocks. Harry moaned wordlessly and arched against Fred, and then back against Fred’s hands, knowing that with George behind him, the backs of Fred’s hands were going to be pressing against his twin’s erection. That thought didn’t disturb him anywhere near as much as he thought it should, but then he was fifteen and horny – there wasn’t a hell of a lot that would stop him right now.

“Suck his tongue Fred,” George ordered as he bit Harry’s neck gently, his hands wandering down to cup the bulge that tented Harry’s trousers. Obediently Fred captured Harry’s tongue and drew it into his mouth, sucking lightly on it. Harry’s fingers clenched in Fred’s hair as he imagined that mouth sucking his cock, and he thrust against George’s hands. He ached so bad and whimpered as George pulled his hand back so that the pressure against his prick was almost not there. “Ah, ah, Harry, patience.” George teased, making Harry groan loudly as he used his other hand to rub the bulge at the front of Fred’s trousers.

“Fuck,” Harry panted when Fred released his tongue to moan.

“Maybe next time,” Fred moaned, closing his eyes and rocking against his brother’s hand while squeezing the pert globes of Harry’s arse.

“This time –“ said George.

“We’ll introduce you to –“ Fred continued.

“Oral pleasure.” George finished, grinning wickedly when Harry half turned to face him.

“Oh God…” Harry moaned, his eyes fluttering closed at the thought of being sucked off by one of the twins.

“Fred’s going to suck you,” George whispered.

“And you’re going to suck George,” Fred added, before kissing down Harry’s jaw to lave at his pulse point.

“And then I’m going to suck Fred.” George finished, copying Fred’s actions on the other side of Harry’s neck. “All right?”

“Oh,” Harry gasped, swallowing hard and then nodding. “Yes, Gods yes.”

“Isn’t he accommodating George?” Fred asked teasingly, sucking his neck gently.

“Very Fred; if I’d’ve known he was this co-operative I’d have offered this a long time ago.” George replied with a grin as he slowly unzipped Harry’s trousers and then stepped back a little to allow them to slide down his legs and pool around his ankles. A cold breeze made him shiver and then George stepped back again, hooking his thumbs in the sides of his boxers. “Ready for your first lesson, Harry?” George whispered.

Harry whimpered and George took that as an affirmative, because he quickly whipped Harry’s boxers down, leaving him stark bollock naked from waist to ankles. “Look at that George; our Harry’s got a lovely fat cock,” Fred cooed with a grin as Harry glared at him.

“Mmm, a very pretty prick Harry.” George agreed, taking the erection in question in his hand and squeezing it lightly, making Harry’s legs tremble.

“Can’t wait to taste it,” Fred whispered against the flesh of his neck. He drew back a little and tugged Harry’s t-shirt off, chucking it on the floor. Harry made a strange gurgling noise and Fred laughed, at his incoherence, grinning wickedly over Harry’s shoulder at George. “I don’t think we should keep him waiting any more George, it’s just cruel.”

George grinned and leant over Harry’s shoulder to kiss Fred, thrusting his tongue into his brother’s mouth as his lips parted. Harry watched wide-eyed as the twins snogged over his shoulder, and then made another funny little noise that made the twins laugh. “I think you might be right Fred,” George said once they’d parted. “He’s ready.”

Moving in perfect tandem the twins tugged Harry gently to the floor and arranged him so that he was looking at George’s crotch. He swallowed hard again as he heard the sound of George unzipping Fred’s trousers and licked his lips, glancing down at Fred. Fred smiled reassuringly at him. “Unzip him Harry,” Fred prompted. “Get his cock out.” Harry bit his lip and then looked back at George’s crotch, reaching out with hesitant hands to the zipper and then slowly drawing it down. George’s cock was already partially poking through the gap in his boxers so Harry reached in and carefully pulled it out the rest of the way, shivering at George’s hiss of pleasure. “All right, I’m going to show you how it’s done, and then you’re going to do what I do to you, to George. Got it?”

“Yeah,” Harry whispered from dry lips, biting his lower one again. And then he cried out as Fred’s hot, wet tongue swiped his cock from base to head. “Fuck!” he gasped, his hand tightening around George’s dick involuntarily.

“Just wait,” said George from his position at Fred’s groin. “It gets better.”

Harry couldn’t answer as at that moment Fred took the head of his cock into his mouth, sucking gently. Harry moaned and his eyes rolled back in his head; if only the ‘wet’ with Cho had been this kind! But it wasn’t just wet, it was hot, tight, intimate. “Fuck, Fred,” He whined as the older boy took him deeper while slipping a hand down to cup his balls, rolling them in his hand and then squeezing them ever so lightly.

“Copy him,” George ordered after once again removing his lips from Fred’s cock. Harry licked his lips and tried to focus on Fred’s technique… Looking at George’s seemingly enormous prick, he tentatively opened his mouth, his eyelids fluttering closed as Fred took his cock deep and then swallowed around it.

“Fuckin’ Merlin…” He breathed as his balls throbbed and began to draw up. And then he whimpered as Fred tugged sharply on them to stave off his approaching orgasm.

“Not until you’re sucking George,” he scolded Harry, before sucking his dick back into his mouth again.

Harry shuddered pleasurably and then opened his eyes again, sticking his tongue out and timidly licked George’s cock as Fred had done to his, from base to tip. From the muffled expletive and thrust of his hips, George liked it, and Harry drew his tongue back into his mouth, frowning as he processed the taste; a little bitter, a lot salty, but overall… Not bad. Feeling a little more confident now that he knew the taste wasn’t too bad, he opened his mouth and making sure to cover his teeth with his lips, he took in the head of George’s prick.

George moaned around Fred’s cock and Fred gasped and groaned around Harry’s cock, making Harry’s hips jerk forwards a little. A hand came up to hold his hips still and Harry took more of George in, encouraged by the sounds that the older boy made.

He emulated Fred’s movements as best he could, quickly finding that he was unable to take George in as deep, drawing back and coughing as the head of George’s cock hit his gag reflex a few times. The twins were patience teachers, and they all quickly settled into a rhythm that suited, filling the room with wet slurps and guttural groans. Harry copied Fred’s move and held George’s hips still when one half of the Weasley twin started to thrust into his mouth, and hollowed his cheeks as he sucked hard, moaning as Fred varied the suction on his own cock.

He knew that his movements were getting sloppier as his whole body soared towards orgasm and he tried desperately to hold on, to stave it off so that he could concentrate on giving George the same pleasure that he was receiving, but Fred’s talented mouth was too much for his virginal self-control. A sneaky hand slipped down from where it had been cupping his bollocks and rubbed teasingly against his tight little pucker, and he lost his battle with his body explosively! With a shout that was muffled by George’s cock his balls drew up and he spurted his come into Fred’s throat, moaning loudly as Fred kept sucking and swallowed his spunk down.

The vibrations from Harry’s moans proved to be too much for George, and with a similar cry he pulled out of Harry’s mouth. Harry, still absorbed in his orgasm, didn’t realise that George was about to come, and so tried to follow his cock with his mouth, giving a startled yelp as he felt the first jet of semen hitting his lips.

Hearing the sounds of his brother and Harry coming, combined with George’s ministrations, Fred gave a long, throaty moan and shot his load into his brother’s mouth, still sucking lightly on Harry’s softening cock.

Harry flopped onto his back and reached up to wipe George’s come from his cheek where it had dribbled, making a tiny sound of surprise as George grabbed his hand and drew his fingers into his mouth, sucking and licking his own come from Harry’s digits. Harry watched his wide eyes as his hand was thoroughly cleaned, and then gulped as Fred leaned over and with swipes of his tongue, cleaned the rest of George’s spunk from Harry’s face, before kissing Harry firmly, sharing the combined tastes of George’s and his own come.

Finally they subsided into a pile of tangled limbs, and Harry sighed contentedly. “Good first lesson, Harry?” Fred and George asked in tandem.

Harry grinned. “The best,” he drawled lazily. “What’s lesson number two?”