The Sex Files

Author’s Note: This is literally me indulging in porn. So, this is AU and takes place when Harry is 17, right before his last year at Hogwarts. (for the sake of argument we’ll say that Voldemort never came back when he was 14.) Have fun!

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Harry adored what he called the “Weasley Fuck Day”. When all the brothers were home and Harry was there, they all had a go at Harry. It was wonderful, mostly because Harry adored cock and having six boys all wanting to fuck him? (well, to be fair, it was five wanted to fuck him and one wanted to fuck his mouth.) It was awesome – he wondered if that made him a whore? Then he wondered if boys could even be whores.

‘Well, I do like cock and isn’t that a requirement for being a whore?’ He thought to himself. Bill stuck his head in the doorway, smiling at him in greeting.

“You alone?” He closed the door behind him as he came in. Harry nodded eagerly. The boys all seemed to go in chronological order, which was weird in a way and it made him wonder if they all talked about this day. He knew they all knew about it, but he preferred to think it was one of those “unspoken arrangement” things.

Bill kissed him roughly, pulling him off the bed and pushing him against a nearby wall. In a way, Harry was glad that Bill was a no nonsense guy when it came to sex – he was a quick, in and out kind of person. In other ways, Harry wished he would slow down and spend more time fucking him. But, oh well.

Bill had his pants off and three fingers buried inside Harry before long. Harry moaned, thrusting down on the fingers. He wondered if Bill would ever think about just fingering him, his fingers were works of art. Bill lifted him up a ways and plunged his cock inside Harry and all thoughts of just settling for fingers left him – no way did he not want Bill’s cock inside him. Harry moaned, absolutely loving the feel of Bill stretching him and filling him. Bill was big, not freakishly so, but big enough that Harry threw his head back so it hit the wall in ecstasy. And then he started to move and Harry was having the time of his life getting fucked against the wall with his legs tight around Bill’s waist.

“Bill, harder!” Bill slammed into him as hard as he could, but it still wasn’t enough for Harry – the angle was all wrong and Bill wasn’t fast enough, but Harry couldn’t have everything, so he reached down and stroked himself as Bill thrust in and out of him. If Bill just moved one of his legs over his shoulder the angle would be amazing. Bill came with a grunt and Harry groaned half in disappointment – Bill always came first. As Bill lost control of his hips, Harry came with a half shout. He slipped out of Harry and kissed him again, a little more gently.

He left shortly after. Harry cleaned himself up, and went to hang out downstairs.

Charlie was next. Charlie was a little more inventive than Bill – at least in regards to sex. Charlie pulled Harry into the room he and Bill were staying in by his pants. They were the first things to go, mostly because Charlie liked for Harry to suck him and then ride him, it had been that way since Harry was 15 or thereabouts. And Charlie liked it when Harry spread his legs when sucking him, so Harry always made sure he was in front of a mirror for Charlie.
Harry eagerly unzipped Charlie’s pants and sucked on Charlie’s cock. Harry loved sucking cock, for some reason he was good at it and really liked doing it. Charlie groaned as Harry enthusiastically sucked his cock, managing to fit all of him down his throat a few times. He bobbed his head as he moved his mouth down and up the shaft, being careful with his teeth. He remembered when he was first getting the hang of sucking cock – he used Cedric for a test subject back when he was 14 – sometimes he would accidently get his teeth involved. Cedric would spank him when that happened, which wasn’t much of a punishment as by the end of it Harry would be begging to be fucked.

“You’re such a good cocksucker, Harry.” Charlie groaned. Harry wanted to giggle, but as his mouth was full he refrained. “Come here and ride me like a good boy, Harry.” Harry rolled his eyes; who taught Charlie how to talk dirty? Whoever it was, they did a horrible job at it.

When Harry popped his mouth off of the delicious cock, he giggled as he straddled Charlie’s lap and then swiftly impaled himself with a loud moan. It burned a lot, but since he was still a little stretched from Bill he didn’t tear. Charlie made a strangled sound, most likely overwhelmed with being plunged into Harry so quickly. He didn’t give Charlie a chance to recover before he started moving quickly on Charlie’s lap. Gravity rocked and Harry used it to his full advantage. Charlie eventually came back to himself and grabbed Harry’s hips, slamming him down on his lap; Harry threw his head back and moaned like he was being paid to. Charlie’s cock had a wonderful girth to it and it felt incredible.

Of course, Charlie came first and Harry moaned in frustration – was it too much to ask for someone to make him come first?

Percy was next, and the only reason Harry even bothered with Percy was because he could never fit all of Percy in his mouth and it always bothered him. This time was no different. Percy stood against the desk in his room as Harry kneeled on the floor and sucked him with enthusiasm. He started with smooth licks and sucks before getting serious. He bobbed his head as he sucked Percy like the whore he was and fingered himself while fantasizing about what it would be like for Percy to fuck him. He tried to fit Percy’s cock all in his mouth and failed. He moaned as he imagined how wonderful it would feel to have Percy fucking him with such a huge dick. In these moments he hated Penelope with a fiery passion – why couldn’t Percy fuck him with that huge cock? He tried deep-throating Percy again and almost choked. At least Percy came with that try. He left after that and Harry groaned in frustration – that’s what he disliked about Percy, he wasn’t ever good for a fuck, mostly because it offended his sensibilities.

Luckily the twins were next. They were fun in everything they did, sex included. Everything was a game to them and it was a game they played together. Harry liked their room, mostly because it had a rug on the floor, so when he was on his hands and knees his knees didn’t bruise as easily as they should.

Fred fucked him as he sucked George first. Harry loved Fred in these moments, mostly because he was rough and fast and hard. Fuck, it was wonderful, Fred just pounded into him from behind so hard and fast. And George – George fucked his mouth with close to no regard to Harry, which strangely turned Harry on. He was lucky that Harry slept with Viktor Krum a few times; otherwise Harry was sure he wouldn’t know how to move his head with George’s thrusts. With two cocks in both his favorite places, Harry came first, which was another reason he loved the Twins’ turn at him. He moaned around George’s cock, which caused the twin to fist his hair and pull his head to a different angle so he could thrust in and out of his mouth easier. Fred came, thrusting even harder into Harry making him moan again.

“You’re such a little whore, Harry.” Fred laughed as he pulled out. Fred spread Harry’s legs wider as he pulled out, so Harry stayed on his hands and knees instead of moving to kneel in front of George. George was close, Harry could tell, so he sucked harder and moaned again, knowing the vibrations would help. Fred kissed his twin gently and George came. Harry swallowed most of it, somehow managing not to choke.

Fred shoved a dildo into his stretched and slightly abused hole. It felt as wide as Charlie’s dick, which made him moan in appreciation.

“One of the things we love about you, Harry, is that you’re so tight. Somehow, even thought you’re such a whore and probably have things in your ass more often than not, you manage to be so incredibly tight.” Fred’s voice sounded from behind him.

Harry was pushed down so his ass was sticking in the air with the toy inside. Harry moaned, loudly, starting to get hard again.

“Tell you what, we know a spell that will make this toy fuck you like you like it and we’ll be nice and perform it for you, so you know it for future use, if you do us a favor.” George said, sitting next to Harry’s face, which was pressed against the rug.

“What’s the favor?” He wasn’t about to agree to anything, after all, this was the twins he was talking to.

“We have a few products that are strictly for our…older clientele. We want you to agree to help us test a few.” Fred sounded a little nervous and Harry felt his hand glide up his back briefly. Harry considered the request, feeling kinda honored that that twins trusted him enough to ask this of him.

“Sure, sounds good.” Harry agreed. George pulled him up to his elbows and kissed him as Fred spoke the incantation – it sounded like it was German as opposed to Latin – and the dildo in his ass came to life. He moaned into George’s mouth, mentally thanking Fred for already spreading his legs so the toy could go in deeper. It was incredible, moving faster than anyone he’d ever fucked and harder than most people dared. He screamed as he came that time and the toy immediately stopped.

He cleaned himself up and went back up to Ron’s room, where he found Ron finishing up his summer homework.

“You should have finished that awhile ago.” Harry said as he pushed Ron’s legs apart to nuzzle his crotch. Ron leaned back and spread his legs, making a noncommittal sound. Harry unzipped Ron’s pants and licked Ron’s cock. Since he was still doing his homework, Harry just licked him – much as he did to ice cream, which made him giggle at the connection. Cock may not taste as good as ice cream, but he certainly seemed to like cock better than ice cream. He mouthed Ron’s balls briefly before licking back up the length.

“Harry, suck me I’m almost done with this last paragraph.” Ron demanded. Harry blew air on Ron’s wet cock, smiling when Ron’s breath hitched.

“Finish your homework before I decide to seduce Percy.”

“I’m sure you already sucked him off. Can you fit his whole cock into your mouth yet?”

“No! It’s ridiculous, why does he get the huge cock? He never fucks me! It’s not fair!” Harry pouted. Ron laughed at him.

“He doesn’t fuck you because he thinks you’re a whore, and thus ‘beneath’ him or something.”

“I’d love to be ‘beneath him’,” Harry muttered. Ron finished writing and set the parchment aside, looking for his wand so he could levitate it to his desk no doubt. “Or above him if he likes it like that. I just want his cock inside me! It’s not fair! Can’t he at least fuck me once? Just so I could see if – ” He was cut off by Ron kissing him. Ron pulled back, grabbing Harry and flinging him onto the bed.

“Tell you what – I’ll make you a dildo that’s his size and give it to you for Christmas, how’s that?” Ron pulled Harry’s pants down as he spoke. Harry helped Ron get him out of his boxers and spread his legs as he considered the possible gift idea.

“Yes…I think I’d like that. Since it offends poor Percy’s sensibilities to actually fuck me – don’t see why it does, he seems perfectly happy to let me suck him off.”

Ron pushed two fingers into Harry’s hole, chuckling when Harry moaned. Harry liked Ron’s turn the most, mostly because it lasted longer. And Ron, from knowing him for almost seven years now, knew exactly what Harry liked and didn’t like. Ron pushed a third finger in, scissoring and moving them in and out.

“You’re such a whore, Harry. You like it when my fingers plunge inside of you, stretch you, don’t you?” Ron whispered huskily, bending over Harry to whisper in his ear. Harry nodded frantically, jerking his hips. “No, no, don’t move. Move and I’ll leave you all by your lonesome, and you wouldn’t like that would you Harry? You’re Weasley Day wouldn’t be complete…”

Harry moaned, low and long, at Ron’s threat. Ron inserted a fourth finger and Harry felt a jolt of excitement rush through him. He wanted to jerk his hips, push back against the fingers, fuck himself on them, but knew Ron would leave if he did.

“Tell me you want my fingers in your ass, Harry.” Ron nibbled on Harry’s ear, his other hand yanking Harry’s head back by the hair.

“I want your fingers in my ass, Ron.” Harry obediently repeated. He liked playing with Ron like this; it turned him on and made him hot. He was sure that if he were a girl, his pussy would be dripping wet from having Ron order him around. Ron pushed his thumb inside Harry’s hole and Harry whimpered.

“Good boy…” Ron fisted him, gently at first, but building until Harry was screaming out nonsense in sheer pleasure. He could feel the pressure building in his balls and he loved every moment of it.

“Come for me, Harry.” Ron whispered in his ear, like it was a secret just between them, and Harry came, shouting and half sobbing. In his post-orgasmic bliss, he was only partly aware of Ron removing his hand and discarding his own pants, which had remained on as he fist-fucked Harry.

When Ron entered him, Harry moaned. Even as spend as he was, he wanted Ron’s cock inside him – it was just as wide as Charlie’s and only a little bit smaller than Percy’s.

“I’m going to fuck you like you’re a doll, Harry. I’m going to use and abuse this little hole of yours, and you’re going to love it. You’ll scream and moan like the whore you are and love every minute of it. And then, when you’re hard again, I’m going to turn you over, shove your knees up against your chest and fuck you even harder. Your hole is going to suck me in like my cock belongs inside of it, and you will love. Every. Minute. Of. It. Won’t you, Harry?” Harry nodded frantically, knowing it was true.

And then Ron started to fuck him. This was why Ron was Harry’s best friend; he knew just how hard he liked it and would willingly tire himself out to fuck Harry as he liked to be fucked. And Ron even knew Harry well enough to know that the younger boy would indeed scream and moan like a whore, loving every moment of Ron’s cock pounding inside of him, using his hole, abusing it. It was bliss, it was blinding, wonderful bliss, it was primal fucking, and the noises Harry was making could have given a dead man an erection. Harry had never been so happy that Ron’s room had permanent silencing charms on it, because from the amount of noise he was making Ron’s mom would have come up and even if she did, Harry would still be begging Ron to continue.

And true to his word, the second Ron was aware that Harry was rock hard again, he pulled out of Harry and turned him over. He pushed Harry’s knees to his chest and Harry eagerly wrapped his arms under his knees to keep them there. And then Ron plunged back in and resumed fucking Harry. And somehow this was even better than a few moments ago and Harry was screaming nonsense again, loving every minute of this sweet torture. He was positive that if Albus Dumbledore himself walked in the door, he would have begged for Ron to continue fucking him.

Sadly, all good things end, and when Harry’s climax hit him, it hit him hard. He was beyond screaming and his vision whited out for a moment or two. When he could see more than whitness, Ron was grinning down at him with Harry’s cum dripping down his chin and Harry’s ears were still ringing. He could feel Ron’s cum dripping out of him but didn’t care.

“Alright?” Ron murmured to him.

“I love Weasley Fuck Day.”