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Diary of a Submissive
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Harry Potter › Threesomes/Moresomes
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
2
Views:
73,464
Reviews:
2
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0
Currently Reading:
3
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I do not own Harry Potter and will not make any money off of this story, if I did then neither Snape or Sirius would have died.
Chapter Two
Title: Diary of Submissive
Author: Ladyreid90
Disclaimer: This story is based on Characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling and various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books, and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Summary: Harry is a very slutty boy as he makes his way through the men and woman of his life in a serious of one-shots to three-shots.
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Harry peeked in on his Daddy, making sure he was asleep before slipping inside wrapped in his robe only, he wanted his Daddy to love him properly and he was going to get it. He shut the door gently and went to stand by the bed watching his Daddy sleep deeply. He knew that Daddy missed his Mum, but Harry was here and loved his Daddy better than his Mum ever could have done – Harry didn’t remember her much as she died when he was really little, younger than his eight years.
Harry and Ron had found Fred and George’s Play-Witch magazines and were shocked at the older boys playing with their privet parts. While Ron wanted to put it back Harry was curious, but he put it back anyway and waited until he knew Ron was busy before snitching it, he shoved it to the bottom of his trunk and didn’t go near it until he came home from his play-week with Ron and his family. His Daddy only laughed when he insisted that he wanted to clean his own trunk and laundry but abided by his wishes although Harry did ask him for help with the laundry.
It took several tries before Harry was able to watch the black-haired man on page ten plays with himself until his penis was hard and leaked white-fluid. Harry blushed when he realized that he wished that his Daddy would play with him like that, it sounded wrong and Harry knew it but he still wanted his Daddy to touch him, to make his penis hard like it was doing during the night although he didn’t leak white like the pictures.
Harry reached behind him with his slick fingers, he used the scented oils he knew his Mum used in her bath, and touched his hole. Page twenty-five said proper preparation was key for having sex with another boy if he wanted a penis inside of him. Harry pushed his finger tip against the small wrinkle and gasped as his finger slid inside, he shivered at the full feeling, recalling the directions and began pulling his finger out before sliding it back in a few times. Adding the second finger hurt slightly but Harry pressed on, tonight was the only night when his Daddy took a sleeping potion and it didn’t last long before Daddy would wake up and Harry wanted his Daddy inside of him before then.
Harry had to fetch the jar of oil to re-coat his fingers so he could push in his third finger which was easier than the second one. It was hard pushing in a forth finger and he could only let the four fingers rest inside of him before Harry decided he couldn’t wait anymore, Harry grasped the jar in one hand after pulling off his robe and crawling into the large swimming-bed with Daddy. He slipped under the sheets and overs until he was next to his Daddy before loving towards his penis, he had to let go of the sealed jar to pull down the boxers and smell the musky scent.
Harry leaned into see the penis closely and sniffed at the smell, it smelt really, really good. Without realizing what he did he darted his tongue out to lick the warm flesh, Harry wrinkled his nose at the taste and decided he liked the smell better. Harry dipped his little hands back into the oil and started rubbing his Daddy and his penis began to harden and grow bigger and bigger than his own like the magazine said. The eight year-old bit his lip at the size, he wasn’t sure if his Daddy was going to fit but Daddy had to fit if he was going to love him more the Mum.
Harry decided he was going to need a lot of oil and poured more over his Daddy’s penis and slicked up his fingers and pushed them inside of him a few times before re-sealing the jar and pulling the covers over his head. He grasped Daddy’s penis in his hands and pushed his bottom down from his kneeling position over his Daddy’s lap, it a few tries with the tip rubbing between his checks, which was making his own penis hard before Harry found the right hole. He pushed down, gasping as something so hot and thick slipped into his body, it hurt the further he went down but Harry had to go slow as he could tell his Daddy was going to wake up soon and Harry didn’t want him to stop him. When his Daddy was finally inside of him Harry’s penis was really hard and he had never been full before outside of his two fingers.
Harry shifted his hips and mewled as something was pressed deep inside of his body that cause his penis to jerk and a clear fluid shot out, Harry curled up of his Daddy’s lap in reaction as he panted for breath as he couldn’t stop his hips from shifting, it had felt so good! Harry nuzzled his Daddy’s stomach as he felt his Daddy waking up; he sighed happily as Daddy’s large hands crept underneath the covers to grasp his hips and began pulling out before pushing back in.
“Daddy!” Harry shouted as the button was pressed again and he grew hard, Daddy’s penis was pushed into him a few times before Daddy stilled below him and the covers were ripped back. “No! More Daddy, more!”
“Henry?” James asked confused as he stared at his son. Finally understanding what was going on sick-arousal coursed through him, he wasn’t dreaming, he wasn’t fucking Lily. “Oh god, what did I do?”
“Daddy,” harry mewled as he was taken off of the penis and sobbed as he felt empty. “No, please, Daddy! Fill me back up!”
James paused and slowly slid back into Harry and watched as his son, his eight year old son, cry out as he cummed dryly. He felt like such a sick-pervert that he was actually enjoying himself for taking his son, James was about to break when Harry opened his satisfied eyes and smiled at him, his bright green eyes happy and James knew he couldn’t stop, not when he had something so close to Lily. He sat up carefully, driving himself deeper inside of his squirming son, before gently rocking back and forth until Harry was begging his Daddy for mercy and James couldn’t help but react to the pleasure-filled teary-eyes and the velvet-silk glove anymore. He pulled out and thrust in as hard as he could once, twice, three times before he shouted out his climax over little Henry’s wail of pleasure.
“Daddy, Daddy, Daddy.” Harry chanted as his Daddy’s penis slipped out of him and he was tucked into his Daddy’s side. “My Daddy, mine, mine, mine.”
James laughed sickly at that statement and pushed away his shame and horror, Henry-James wasn’t Lily, he knew that but Lily’s blood rushed in his son’s vein’s which was plenty enough for him. After making sure Henry was asleep James slipped from the bed and headed for the bathroom where he wet a washcloth to clean Henry-James up. James crawled into bed next to his son and felt his mouth watering at the sight of the pale, naked skin – how he could have ignored this James didn’t know but he planned to keep Henry-James in his bed from now on.
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“Daddy?” Harry asked cutely the next morning after breakfast in bed, James had found himself pampering and wanting to wait on his son hand and foot. “When can I have you inside of me again? I liked that.”
“Henry,” James whispered hoarsely as he sat on the edge of the bed and kissed his son’s forehead. “You want me inside of you again? You should be sore.”
“Yes, Daddy but you healed me up last night and I feel empty.” Harry pouted and James kissed the lips, Harry opened his mouth and mewled as James tongue dived inside. James spent some time mapping and kissing his son senseless before stopping to Harry’s disappointed whine. James touched the small prick his son had and rubbed it a bit before his son’s body jerked harshly as he cummed unexpectedly. “Daddy, please!”
James hummed as he thought about what he could do, he couldn’t make love to Henry everyday no matter how much he wanted to as it would raise questions if they had company over and Henry sat funny. “Let’s go bath and I’ll fill you up.”
Harry had never been so quick before in his life to get out of bed and then wait by the bedroom door for his bath-time, he blinked curiously as he was led from the door into his Daddy’s bathroom. He only rarely got to bath in the huge bathing-pool and only if it was too wet outside to go swimming, Daddy filled the tub up and helped him inside before sliding in himself and place Harry on his lap.
“Daddy,” Harry moaned as slick fingers pushed inside of him, stretching him and preparing him for Daddy’s penis. “Please, I’m ready!”
James chuckled as he slicked himself up with the shampoo and gently slide inside of Harry, even with being healed enough to take away the soreness and rawness Henry-James was still loose from last night. James wrapped his hand around Harry’s prick and swiftly brought him to compilation. James was in no rush to come, he liked being inside of Harry too much to climax and slip out. He washed up his boy before lightly thrusting until he climaxed, he slipped out of Harry and bent him over the rim of the tub while he washed him out there and spelled away the soreness and a wide-range healing spell.
A side effect would tighten his passage-way even tighter then it was before James took his virginity.
“Daddy, I feel empty.” Harry whined after waking up after his nap, Harry was so out of it after his bath he curled up in his Daddy’s bed and took a nap. “I want to be filled, please Daddy.”
“I know Henry-James,” James spoke up as he plucked at his son’s pert nipples while they ate. “Which is why while you were sleeping I Owl Order something’s that will help. These toys will be yours to play with but only when I’m around and they stay in my room.”
“Yes, Daddy.” Harry chirped as he hurried through his lunch and waited impatiently for his Daddy to get done, he wanted to be filled and play with his toys. “Can we play with them now?”
“Yes.”
James led Harry into his room and pulled out a medium-sized toy-chest and opened the lid, he allowed Harry to pick things up and discard them without really knowing what they were for and James got hard at the thought that he would be the one showing his Henry-James how to use all of those things. He jerked back to the present when Harry shoved a couple toys at him eagerly – A thick anal-bead chain, nipple clamps and a cock-ring harness.
James held in the urge to pin Henry-James down and fuck him.
“Can we play with these Daddy?”
James grinned and drew Harry close to his body; he was going to enjoy this.
Author: Ladyreid90
Disclaimer: This story is based on Characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling and various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books, and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Summary: Harry is a very slutty boy as he makes his way through the men and woman of his life in a serious of one-shots to three-shots.
LINEBREAK
Harry peeked in on his Daddy, making sure he was asleep before slipping inside wrapped in his robe only, he wanted his Daddy to love him properly and he was going to get it. He shut the door gently and went to stand by the bed watching his Daddy sleep deeply. He knew that Daddy missed his Mum, but Harry was here and loved his Daddy better than his Mum ever could have done – Harry didn’t remember her much as she died when he was really little, younger than his eight years.
Harry and Ron had found Fred and George’s Play-Witch magazines and were shocked at the older boys playing with their privet parts. While Ron wanted to put it back Harry was curious, but he put it back anyway and waited until he knew Ron was busy before snitching it, he shoved it to the bottom of his trunk and didn’t go near it until he came home from his play-week with Ron and his family. His Daddy only laughed when he insisted that he wanted to clean his own trunk and laundry but abided by his wishes although Harry did ask him for help with the laundry.
It took several tries before Harry was able to watch the black-haired man on page ten plays with himself until his penis was hard and leaked white-fluid. Harry blushed when he realized that he wished that his Daddy would play with him like that, it sounded wrong and Harry knew it but he still wanted his Daddy to touch him, to make his penis hard like it was doing during the night although he didn’t leak white like the pictures.
Harry reached behind him with his slick fingers, he used the scented oils he knew his Mum used in her bath, and touched his hole. Page twenty-five said proper preparation was key for having sex with another boy if he wanted a penis inside of him. Harry pushed his finger tip against the small wrinkle and gasped as his finger slid inside, he shivered at the full feeling, recalling the directions and began pulling his finger out before sliding it back in a few times. Adding the second finger hurt slightly but Harry pressed on, tonight was the only night when his Daddy took a sleeping potion and it didn’t last long before Daddy would wake up and Harry wanted his Daddy inside of him before then.
Harry had to fetch the jar of oil to re-coat his fingers so he could push in his third finger which was easier than the second one. It was hard pushing in a forth finger and he could only let the four fingers rest inside of him before Harry decided he couldn’t wait anymore, Harry grasped the jar in one hand after pulling off his robe and crawling into the large swimming-bed with Daddy. He slipped under the sheets and overs until he was next to his Daddy before loving towards his penis, he had to let go of the sealed jar to pull down the boxers and smell the musky scent.
Harry leaned into see the penis closely and sniffed at the smell, it smelt really, really good. Without realizing what he did he darted his tongue out to lick the warm flesh, Harry wrinkled his nose at the taste and decided he liked the smell better. Harry dipped his little hands back into the oil and started rubbing his Daddy and his penis began to harden and grow bigger and bigger than his own like the magazine said. The eight year-old bit his lip at the size, he wasn’t sure if his Daddy was going to fit but Daddy had to fit if he was going to love him more the Mum.
Harry decided he was going to need a lot of oil and poured more over his Daddy’s penis and slicked up his fingers and pushed them inside of him a few times before re-sealing the jar and pulling the covers over his head. He grasped Daddy’s penis in his hands and pushed his bottom down from his kneeling position over his Daddy’s lap, it a few tries with the tip rubbing between his checks, which was making his own penis hard before Harry found the right hole. He pushed down, gasping as something so hot and thick slipped into his body, it hurt the further he went down but Harry had to go slow as he could tell his Daddy was going to wake up soon and Harry didn’t want him to stop him. When his Daddy was finally inside of him Harry’s penis was really hard and he had never been full before outside of his two fingers.
Harry shifted his hips and mewled as something was pressed deep inside of his body that cause his penis to jerk and a clear fluid shot out, Harry curled up of his Daddy’s lap in reaction as he panted for breath as he couldn’t stop his hips from shifting, it had felt so good! Harry nuzzled his Daddy’s stomach as he felt his Daddy waking up; he sighed happily as Daddy’s large hands crept underneath the covers to grasp his hips and began pulling out before pushing back in.
“Daddy!” Harry shouted as the button was pressed again and he grew hard, Daddy’s penis was pushed into him a few times before Daddy stilled below him and the covers were ripped back. “No! More Daddy, more!”
“Henry?” James asked confused as he stared at his son. Finally understanding what was going on sick-arousal coursed through him, he wasn’t dreaming, he wasn’t fucking Lily. “Oh god, what did I do?”
“Daddy,” harry mewled as he was taken off of the penis and sobbed as he felt empty. “No, please, Daddy! Fill me back up!”
James paused and slowly slid back into Harry and watched as his son, his eight year old son, cry out as he cummed dryly. He felt like such a sick-pervert that he was actually enjoying himself for taking his son, James was about to break when Harry opened his satisfied eyes and smiled at him, his bright green eyes happy and James knew he couldn’t stop, not when he had something so close to Lily. He sat up carefully, driving himself deeper inside of his squirming son, before gently rocking back and forth until Harry was begging his Daddy for mercy and James couldn’t help but react to the pleasure-filled teary-eyes and the velvet-silk glove anymore. He pulled out and thrust in as hard as he could once, twice, three times before he shouted out his climax over little Henry’s wail of pleasure.
“Daddy, Daddy, Daddy.” Harry chanted as his Daddy’s penis slipped out of him and he was tucked into his Daddy’s side. “My Daddy, mine, mine, mine.”
James laughed sickly at that statement and pushed away his shame and horror, Henry-James wasn’t Lily, he knew that but Lily’s blood rushed in his son’s vein’s which was plenty enough for him. After making sure Henry was asleep James slipped from the bed and headed for the bathroom where he wet a washcloth to clean Henry-James up. James crawled into bed next to his son and felt his mouth watering at the sight of the pale, naked skin – how he could have ignored this James didn’t know but he planned to keep Henry-James in his bed from now on.
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“Daddy?” Harry asked cutely the next morning after breakfast in bed, James had found himself pampering and wanting to wait on his son hand and foot. “When can I have you inside of me again? I liked that.”
“Henry,” James whispered hoarsely as he sat on the edge of the bed and kissed his son’s forehead. “You want me inside of you again? You should be sore.”
“Yes, Daddy but you healed me up last night and I feel empty.” Harry pouted and James kissed the lips, Harry opened his mouth and mewled as James tongue dived inside. James spent some time mapping and kissing his son senseless before stopping to Harry’s disappointed whine. James touched the small prick his son had and rubbed it a bit before his son’s body jerked harshly as he cummed unexpectedly. “Daddy, please!”
James hummed as he thought about what he could do, he couldn’t make love to Henry everyday no matter how much he wanted to as it would raise questions if they had company over and Henry sat funny. “Let’s go bath and I’ll fill you up.”
Harry had never been so quick before in his life to get out of bed and then wait by the bedroom door for his bath-time, he blinked curiously as he was led from the door into his Daddy’s bathroom. He only rarely got to bath in the huge bathing-pool and only if it was too wet outside to go swimming, Daddy filled the tub up and helped him inside before sliding in himself and place Harry on his lap.
“Daddy,” Harry moaned as slick fingers pushed inside of him, stretching him and preparing him for Daddy’s penis. “Please, I’m ready!”
James chuckled as he slicked himself up with the shampoo and gently slide inside of Harry, even with being healed enough to take away the soreness and rawness Henry-James was still loose from last night. James wrapped his hand around Harry’s prick and swiftly brought him to compilation. James was in no rush to come, he liked being inside of Harry too much to climax and slip out. He washed up his boy before lightly thrusting until he climaxed, he slipped out of Harry and bent him over the rim of the tub while he washed him out there and spelled away the soreness and a wide-range healing spell.
A side effect would tighten his passage-way even tighter then it was before James took his virginity.
“Daddy, I feel empty.” Harry whined after waking up after his nap, Harry was so out of it after his bath he curled up in his Daddy’s bed and took a nap. “I want to be filled, please Daddy.”
“I know Henry-James,” James spoke up as he plucked at his son’s pert nipples while they ate. “Which is why while you were sleeping I Owl Order something’s that will help. These toys will be yours to play with but only when I’m around and they stay in my room.”
“Yes, Daddy.” Harry chirped as he hurried through his lunch and waited impatiently for his Daddy to get done, he wanted to be filled and play with his toys. “Can we play with them now?”
“Yes.”
James led Harry into his room and pulled out a medium-sized toy-chest and opened the lid, he allowed Harry to pick things up and discard them without really knowing what they were for and James got hard at the thought that he would be the one showing his Henry-James how to use all of those things. He jerked back to the present when Harry shoved a couple toys at him eagerly – A thick anal-bead chain, nipple clamps and a cock-ring harness.
James held in the urge to pin Henry-James down and fuck him.
“Can we play with these Daddy?”
James grinned and drew Harry close to his body; he was going to enjoy this.