Great Minds Think Alike (Challenge Response)

“Hermione, can I talk to you for a minute?” Ginny pulled the older girl aside a few days after she had finally worked up the courage to share her secret with Harry.
“Of course sweetie, what’s bothering you?” Hermione motioned for the redhead to join her in an empty classroom where they could talk alone.
Ginny took a deep breath, trying to organize her thoughts before speaking. “Well, you know how great things had been going for me and Harry ever since I told him how I really felt…” Hermione nodded and Ginny continued. “Well lately I feel like he’s been losing interest or me or something.”
“Really?” Hermione seemed very surprised.
“Well, I suppose that’s what it is. I can’t be positive, of course, but whenever we’re together, you know what I mean by together…” Again Hermione nodded, though feeling slightly uncomfortable discussing sex with the younger girl. “Well he doesn’t seem quite interested. Or maybe it’s his satisfaction that seems to be lacking. It’s as though he’s always got something else on his mind…”
Hermione frowned. “I don’t really see why you’re telling me this, Ginny…”
“I was wondering if you had any advice.” She blushed. “I was thinking that maybe I was doing something wrong, you know, something to make him bored…”
Hermione forced out an awkward laugh. “I really wouldn’t be able to tell you that Gin, that’s something you’d have to talk to him about…”
“Well, I was just thinking that you obviously have more experience then I do, since you’re older, and you and Ron have been together a bit longer, and well…does he always seem satisfied?”
Hermione thought for a moment and then shrugged. “At times I’m very positive that he is satisfied, but then other times I’m not so sure. It seems like he might almost be wishing for more…”
Ginny nodded. “I think that’s what it is with Harry too!” She chewed on her bottom lip and spoke softly. “Do you think we’re bad in bed, Hermione?”
Hermione’s eyes widened. “Oh Merlin I hope not! I’d never thought of it that way! He never complains and he always cums…”
Ginny shut her eyes. “Oh bloody hell, Hermione! That is the worst mental image I have ever had! He’s my brother!”
Hermione smiled sheepishly. “Sorry Gin, I wasn’t thinking.”
“Clearly not.” Ginny shook her head, trying to erase the image in her mind.
“But I was just trying to say…”
“I got what you were trying to say, thanks.” Ginny sighed. “Harry always cums too, so I suppose we’re not bad…” She laughed lightly. “He always seems ready to cum. He’s sort of a horny git! The things he makes me do for him…” Her eyes became unfocused as she replayed the previous night’s activities in her mind. “I definitely haven’t got anything to complain about. He certainly lives up to his famous name…”
Hermione couldn’t stop herself from thinking about the way Ginny was describing Harry. He had been Hermione’s best friend for nearly six years and this wasn’t the first time she had thought of him in a non-friend sort of way. She had always wondered how the boy-who-lived would perform in private. She grinned as an even dirtier thought floated into her mind, including herself with both of her best friends in private together.
Ginny started rambling again, pulling Hermione out of her fantasy. “Anyway, thanks for talking to me. I suppose it’s just something I’ll have to work out with him. I’ll see you around!” She left the classroom, leaving Hermione alone with her thoughts and her very aroused pussy. She had just begun to snake her hand inside her robes and up her skirt when the classroom door swung open and the dark, brooding professor strode in with his long robes billowing.
“Miss Granger…” He growled.
“Oh look, it’s big nose.” Hermione was very cross at Snape for interrupting her before she had a chance to take care of her need. She stormed out of the classroom in search of her boyfriend. She needed him as quickly as possible.
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By the end of the week, neither Draco nor Krum were yet brave enough to confront one another concerning their newly discovered feelings. Krum knew he would have to eventually, when Draco started to question why he was no longer pursuing Hermione, but Draco firmly told himself that he would never let Krum know how he truly felt.
Krum spent most of his time in Draco’s room, working out and dreaming away the time until Draco finished with his daily routing. Sometimes Krum was brave enough to wander the school grounds, carefully hidden beneath his cloak, with the purpose of searching out the young man who occupied all of his thoughts.
On Sunday afternoon, Krum was left alone in the room while Draco had gone down to dinner. Draco had been sneaking Krum up food after every meal for the past week, so until then Krum had to find a way to entertain himself. He sat at Draco’s desk and started browsing through the blonde’s homework, bored out of his skull, until he ran across a scrap of parchment that did not look at all transfiguration class appropriate. It was a very simple, but clearly erotic drawing of a broad-shouldered young man, stark naked, riding his broomstick. The young man’s very sizeable dick was as hard as the broomstick itself and sticking up above it in the air. The picture was moving, of course. The flyer seemed to be doing some sort of humping motion while riding the broomstick.
Krum grinned at Draco’s erotic doodling, feeling very aroused at the thought of flying naked, which gave him an idea. Draco usually took a long while during meals because he didn’t want people being suspicious by him leaving too quickly, so Krum figured he had at least forty minutes before the Slytherin returned. He quickly stripped naked and retrieved Draco’s expensive broom from beside the bed.
Once again Krum took his position in front of the floor-length mirror and stroked his dick a few times until it started hardening. Then he straddled the broomstick, adjusting his cock so it rested on one side while it was still stiffening. He kicked off the ground and hovered in the air a few feet high, leaning forward so his chest was balls were grazing against the wooden handle of the broomstick. The friction was intense and Krum moaned as his cock full hardened, stretching out parallel above the broomstick. Krum leaned down further so that his cock rubbed against the rod, then he tried to mimic the grinding motions portrayed in Draco illustration. It was very difficult to do while trying to maintain balance in the air and he had to clench his thighs tightly around the broomstick, which created more friction to his nuts. He slowly returned to the ground and held the broomstick in front of his body so the handle rested against the tip of his protruding dick. He slowly started to move the broomstick back and forth, passing it from one hand to the other, so that it nudged the tip of his cock on either side as it passed. He started moving his hips in the opposite direction of the broom to increase the contact.
As his hips started rocking and his cock started throbbing, Krum started to hum and then to sing, in a sort of seductive mumble: “I’m too sexy for my broom, too sexy for my broom, so sexy it hurts…” he moaned as he sped up the movements of his broom, continually whacking the head of his cock. Before he had a chance to repeat the song the door opened and quickly shut again. Krum spun around, dropping the broom when he realized Draco was standing in front of the door, staring with bright wide eyes.
“Umm…what the hell…” Draco started but Krum quickly interrupted him, not knowing a better time to speak up.
“I know that you think of me when you are wanking off!” He said it quickly before he could stop himself.
Draco couldn’t respond. He stared at the tall Bulgarian unable to think of something to say. He tried to defend himself but only made a weird coughing sound. His eyes drifted down to Krum’s very hard cock, very aroused but not yet satisfied. He snapped his eyes back up to Krum’s face and hesitated again.
Krum decided to speak again. “I saw you here with the girl a while ago. I was watching under the cloak. And you said my name…and then the other night when you were in the shower…”
“I…” Draco gasped. He couldn’t back out of this mess if Krum had really seen him. “Umm…”
But then a very unusual grin spread across Krum’s serious face and in a few short steps he had closed the gap between himself and the young boy. “I think of you too.” Krum pulled Draco’s face up towards his own and closed his lips around the blonde’s.
For a moment Draco was too shocked to react but he quickly stepped up to Krum’s forward action and matched it with his own aggression. Draco slid his hands around Krum’s back and down toward his very firm ass cheeks. He grasped them gently as his tongue busily parted Krum’s lips and slipped into his eager mouth. Krum battled Draco’s tongue fiercely with his own. Draco thought that Krum’s tongue seemed to be just as well muscled as every other part of the Quidditch star’s body. Krum’s hands started to pull at Draco’s robes until he managed to slide them off the boy’s shoulders’. Krum broke the kiss and led Draco over to the bed, leading him by his necktie. Draco obliged anxiously. Krum’s cock was bobbing up and down wildly as the young man pushed Draco down on his back and knelt above him, straddling him just below his waist. Krum used his strength to rip open Draco’s button-down shirt and discarded it carelessly on the floor, taking a moment to admire the pale, muscular chest of the Slytherin. Draco started unfastening his pants and Krum quickly helped him remove them until both young men were naked and able to fully appreciate one another’s perfect bodies. Draco marveled at how perfectly shaped Krum was, and Krum loved how smooth, yet shaped, Draco’s body was. Krum ran his hands over Draco’s abs and chest, briefly toying with Draco’s nipples. Draco shuddered at the sensation. The girls he fucked never bothered with exploring his sensitive areas. They were all much too concerned with their own pleasure. Draco started stroking his cock and it was soon almost fully hard. Krum let his fingers glide down Draco’s stomach again until they reached his thighs.
“Well?” Krum asked, letting his fingers slowly trail towards the blonde’s inner thighs, teasing him with the tickling pleasure.
“Well what?” Draco gasped.
Krum pressed the tip of his rock hard cock against Draco’s lower stomach. “Do you want me?”
Draco frowned. “Of course! I thought you had gotten that already!”
“I want to hear it from you without having to hide beneath a blanket.” Krum told him. His fingertips lightly teased Draco’s balls and the boy’s hips bucked upwards.
“God Victor! I want you so fucking much!” Draco exclaimed. He reached out his hands and grasped Krum’s cock, sliding his hands around the length of the shaft.
Krum’s eyelids fluttered and he nodded. “I want you too!”
Draco stopped briefly and leaned over towards the bedside table, pulled open a drawer and revealed a bottle of lubricant. Krum took it from him and poured the liquid into his own hands, quickly beginning to moisten his own cock.
“Oh yes…” Draco moaned as Krum slowly moistened his own long, hard cock, giving Draco a show. He took more time then necessary to squeeze it and massage the balls before tossing aside the bottle and scooted backwards on the bed. He grasped Draco’s ankles and lifted the blonde’s legs up so that his ass was in the air and his knees were pressing back into his stomach. Draco clenched his teeth as Krum positioned his lubricated cock at Draco’s anus opening. He slowly started inserting his thickness into the hole and Draco gasped at the new experience. Krum had to move in and out a few times before finding a comfortable position but once he was settled he was able to slide all the way in. Draco’s leg relaxed, bending around Krum’s shoulders and Krum started pumping into Draco steadily.
“Is this good?” Krum asked as he rocked back and forth, forcing his huge cock further into Draco’s ass.
The blonde let out a raspy breath. “Hell yes!”
Krum balanced himself with one hand and used the other to pump Draco’s cock in motion to the ass fucking. Draco started panting, moaning repeatedly. He closed his eyes and bit his lip as the pumping increased. Krum squeezed the head of the blonde’s cock and thrust hard, his own balls slapping against Draco’s ass cheeks. Draco had never felt this sort of pleasure before. He had always been the one doing the fucking; he had never been properly fucked before. It was incredible and he didn’t want it to stop, but the newness of it all worked him up so quickly that he knew he wouldn’t be able to hold off for too long. He could tell Krum was getting close too, the way his eyes rolled backwards like they were and he clenched his bottom lip with his teeth as he thrust hard into Draco’s hole.
“Oh fuck…” Draco panted as Krum pounded into him once more and Draco’s ejaculated into Krum’s hand.
Watching Draco lose his load and feeling the stickiness in his hand made Krum cum only a few moments later. He shot his load into the blonde boy’s tight ass before pulling out and collapsing on Draco’s chest.
“That was incredible!” Draco breathed heavily as Krum rested beside him, breathing deeply.