Games

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Title: No Distractions
Author: Irana Potter-Snape
Rating: Filth
Pairing: Bill/Charlie/Ron
Disclaimer: Oh so not mine… at all, unfortunately.
Summary: Ron gets the chance to play with another brother… and Bill, of course.
Warnings: Exhibitionism, voyeurism, rimming, oral sex, fucked and sucking
A/N: Sequel to Games, this series was originally inspired by a prompt from the Weasley Sibling Fuh-Q-Fest. 1,970 words.

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Ron was looking forward to this visit. He hadn't seen Charlie for nearly a year, and the fact that he'd be visiting with Bill at the same time only made it better. He hoped that he'd be bedding his brother again, maybe even Charlie too this time, and his cock tightened in his trousers in anticipation as he gripped the portkey that would take him to the dragon reserve.

Focusing only on what he wanted to happen, he was able to ignore the discomfort of portkey travel and he even managed to land on his feet. He looked up and grinned at the sight of both Bill and Charlie waiting on him, and headed over with a light spring in his step.

"Bill, Charlie," he greeted. "Damn it's good to see you both."

"Good to see you too, little brother," Charlie responded moments before Bill stepped up and wrapped his younger brother in a hug, pulling back long enough to give him a full kiss on the lips.

"Bill!" Ron cried, darting a glance at Charlie. He hadn't expected the kiss; the hug yes, but not the kiss. That was the way Bill kissed Ron when he was fucking him.

Bill laughed as he pulled away. "No worries, Ron. Charlie here gets a kiss every time I see him, don't you Charlie?"

"That I do," Charlie agreed. "What's the matter, Ron?" he added as Bill stepped back. "Don't I get a kiss hello too?"

Flushing, Ron dropped his bag and stepped forward into Charlie's open arms, gasping in surprise as Charlie's strong arms wrapped around him and cupped his cheeks. He moaned when Charlie slid his tongue into his mouth and kneaded his arse at the same time, fingers digging into the cleft of his jeans.

Charlie pulled back after thoroughly exploring Ron's mouth – hands still kneading Ron's arse – and shot a satisfied look at Bill. "Tastes just as sweet as you said he did, but his arse feels better than I thought it would."

Bill laughed once more and picked up Ron's bag. "Just you wait," he promised, as he started for Charlie's dwelling. "You haven't even felt the best bit yet."

Ron followed them into Charlie's comfortable home and was surprised when Bill dropped his bag and pinned him to the wall. "Been aching to feel your arse wrapped 'round my cock again," he growled before he took Ron's mouth in a bruising kiss.

Ron whimpered, the idea that Charlie was watching only turning him on more, and he groaned when he felt hands on his jeans, pulling them open and down his legs. He mewled into Bill's mouth when he felt a hand wrap around his prick while his shoes, socks and pants were pulled away from his feet.

"You were right Bill. He's got a gorgeous cock," Charlie said. Ron barely registered the words before he felt wet heat around his length and he couldn't help the thrust he gave.

Bill pulled back and looked down at Charlie with his mouth wrapped around Ron's prick and smiled. He grabbed his wand and banished their clothing and the rest of Ron's to the bedroom before he summoned a pot of lube and moved over to the side table to set it down. After he'd pushed the coffee table out the way he turned and said, "Bring him over here, Charlie. There's more room."

Ron blinked dazedly as Charlie pulled off his cock with an obscene slurping noise and licked his lips. "You taste damn fine, little brother," Charlie said before he grabbed Ron's hand and tugged him into the middle of the living room floor.

Ron looked at both of them, trying to get his brain to work enough to form words, but Bill must have known what he was thinking, because he answered Ron's question without it being asked.

"I've been catching Charlie up," he sat. He wrapped his hand around his own cock and started stroking, Ron's eyes following the movement. "Told him about Halloween, how hot it was to watch Percy suck you, how tight and sweet your arse felt around my cock. We've been randy all day waiting on you to get here so he could have a taste."

Whatever Ron would have said was lost as Charlie stepped close to him once more and wrapped his arms around him, pulling Ron flush up against him. They were roughly the same height and Ron gasped as he felt Charlie's cock slide against his.

"Love the way you taste," Charlie murmured into Ron's ear before he licked the shell of it. "Love the shape of your cock, the way it twitched in my mouth," he continued as he ran his hands down to Ron's bare bum and squeezed. "Love the way your arse feels in my hands," he added, pulling the cheeks apart and pressing them closed again before he slid the fingers of one hand into the cleft and stroked over Ron's hole.

Bill moaned on the couch and pulled at himself harder. His position on the sofa had given him an unobstructed view of Ron's arsehole when Charlie had pulled him apart and he wanted to see that again. "Do that again, Charlie," he instructed. "Spread his arse for me; let me see that tight little hole."

Ron groaned at the words and shuddered as Charlie did exactly as he was told. Fuck,, he thought. This is hotter than even that time with Percy.

Bill stood from the couch and walked over to where his brothers stood, still stroking himself. He was leaking now and he wanted to tease both brothers a bit more before they got down to the fucking. Looking at Ron he knew his youngest brother was hot enough to try anything he suggested, and he had a lot of things he wanted to do with the two of them.

"Keep holding him open," he said as he stepped closer and rubbed the head of his cock against Ron's pucker. Ron moaned at the feel of it and Charlie craned his neck so he could get a better look.

"Fuck, that's hot," Charlie groaned. He rolled his hips against Ron's wishing he could take both their cocks in hand and stroke, but he wanted to see what else Bill had in mind. Once again, he thanked every deity he could think of for having such an open, kinky brother.

Bill rubbed against Ron again, pressing just a little, teasing all three of them. He grinned when Ron pressed back, the tip of his cock being teased by Ron's twitching entrance. He ducked his head and bit at Ron's neck. "You like that don't you?" he purred against the skin of Ron's shoulder, still pressing and rubbing against him. "Like being pulled open like this, having Charlie's hands on your arse and my cock at your hole."

Ron nodded, breath coming hard and fast. He couldn't speak, lust racing through his veins, making his cock leak fluid all over himself and Charlie. He whined in disappointment when Bill pulled away, only for his breath to catch in his throat when Bill next spoke.

"Let him go, Charlie. Ron, lean over the on the sofa and spread your legs wide." Bill wanted until Ron had his hands planted firmly on the cushions, legs spread wide, before he moved to stand at Ron's side and pull his cheeks apart once more. "Look at that Charlie. Look at that arse, that sweet little hole. Looks good like that doesn’t it, all wet and slick with precome?"

Charlie gave himself several fast, short strokes as he moved closer and dropped to his knees once more. Ron screamed as he felt something hot and wet slide over the wrinkled skin, moaning as he realized it was Charlie's tongue licking at him. Bill held him apart as Charlie went to work, sucking and licking and biting before pushing his tongue into Ron's arse.

Bill pulled Ron wider and said, "Use your fingers too Charlie. Want to watch you stretch him open." His voice was hoarse with lust, his cock so hard he could pound nails with it, his eyes glazing over at the incredible sight of Charlie working Ron open with his tongue.

Charlie pulled away long enough to wet two fingers, then pushed them into Ron's arse before he went back to teasing him with his tongue. He was more turned on than he could remember ever being and he wanted his cock where his fingers and tongue were badly. He stretched Ron quickly, need making him impatient, and he nearly sighed with gratitude when Bill told him it was enough.

Ron was on a sensation high. He didn't protest as Bill pulled his head up and slid onto the cushion in front of him, didn't protest as his head was brought down to Bill's lap and Bill rubbed his wet prick over Ron's lips. He heard Charlie opening the lube behind him and moaned, pushing his hips back and his arse towards his brother.

Bill held Ron’s head still as Charlie pushed into him, mumbling about how tight Ron was, how hot he was around his cock and when Charlie was balls deep inside him, Ron opened his mouth and sucked Bill's cock in. He groaned around his mouthful as Charlie pulled out and slammed back in, Bill making a harsh shout of pleasure as the sound vibrated up his cock.

"His arse was made for fucking," Bill panted as he pushed his cock into Ron's mouth. "Mouth too… perfect fuck toy, he is."

The words only turned Ron on more and he sucked harder, pulling Bill into his mouth and swallowing around him as Charlie slammed into him harder and faster. He stopped listening as he rode the incredible pleasure of being filled from both ends, his own cock jerking and twitching against his belly. He slid his hand over his prick and tugged, knowing he was close and wanting – needing to come.

"That's it," Charlie encouraged, close himself. "Come for us, Ron. Want to feel you coming around my cock."

Charlie hit his prostate then, making him cry out around Bill's cock, which had Bill driving harder into his mouth. Three more brutal strokes over the sensitive gland and he was coming, mouth clamped down hard over the head of Bill's cock as his arse tightened around Charlie's.

Charlie cried out in pleasure and the sight of Charlie coming was enough to finish Bill as he filled Ron's mouth with warm body fluid. Ron swallowed as fast as he could, but some still leaked from the corners of his mouth as Charlie slumped over his back, pressing Bill's cock deep into Ron's throat.

With a shuddering moan, Charlie pulled free of Ron's body, taking in the sight of Ron's stretched hole filled with his come before he dropped down on the couch next to Bill. "Fucking fantastic," he breathed as he watched Ron pull off Bill and fall to his knees, head resting on Bill's thigh. "Goddamn but he looks good with come on his face," he commented idly as he swiped the traces of Bill's seed off Ron's face and licked his fingers clean.

Both Bill and Charlie jerked with shock as Ron murmured tiredly, "Next time, I want you to come on me. Want you to come all over me; my cock, my arse, my stomach, my face." The idea of being covered in his brothers' come was a huge turn on, and he could feel desire curling through his body once more.

Bill and Charlie glanced at each other before turning to look at Ron once more. "Anything you want," Bill promised as the image of a come covered Ron made his prick twitch. It was going to be a very good week.