Born in Frustration

AN - This chapter contains naught but sex. No penetration, but mutual gratification.

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~Chapter Twenty-Five: A Lovely Way to Begin the Day~


Slowly, almost languidly, Harry woke. He had been having the most wonderful dream and curiously, he could still feel the phantom touches of his dream across certain parts of his anatomy. He could swear that he could feel the sensation of something long and hard and silk covered slipping up and down between his naked buttocks. It was most enjoyable.

Up and down, up and down, torturously slow and slippery it moved. Never penetrating, just deliciously gliding up and down, up and down. His own cock was stirring encouragingly.

Harry kept his eyes closed not wanting to chase the dream away. His bed had never felt so warm and inviting and he felt safe and happy and aroused. Harry’s eyes snapped open as suddenly an arm tightened around him and a hand slipped down below his waist band. He dared not move and his mind worked feverishly, remembering where he was and who he was with.

Carefully, Harry glanced over his shoulder and sure enough, Draco was behind him, cuddled up against his back. Harry could see that Draco’s eyes were closed and his face seemed relaxed as if he was in a pleasant dream. It appeared that he and Draco were sharing the same dream and the blonde had not yet awakened.

Harry glanced down at himself, his front was shielded as his too large boxers were bunched up, covering his modesty. But he could feel that Dudley’s damned shorts had slipped down in the back, exposing his bottom to Draco’s, thank Merlin, cloth covered erection. What in all that is Magic was Harry going to do?

He was torn, did he wake Draco?

Surely not! The other boy would be most embarrassed and he was sure to be prickly in the morning. Besides he would blame Harry for his bare bottom and Harry didn’t like the prospect of that. After all, it wasn’t Harry’s fault that Dudley’s old pants didn’t fit properly!

Harry decided that waking Draco was definitely not an option.

Perhaps he could slip out of bed without Draco noticing and that way no one’s feelings would be bruised. Harry could just pretend he had gotten out of bed a while ago and Draco could wake up without feeling guilty about accidentally molesting Harry.

Yes, that would be the best course of action.

As quietly and gently as he could, Harry attempted to lift the hand around his waist. Luck was not on Harry’s side however, as Draco groaned and pulled the dark-haired boy closer, putting a not so unpleasant pressure on Harry’s rapidly hardening penis. Harry stifled his own moan as he felt Draco’s own penis gliding along his arse.

Draco shifted closer still, nuzzling his nose behind Harry’s ear. His breath eddying over the sensitive skin there, Harry wanted to moan again. Who would have thought that ears could cause such a wave of erotic pleasure? He was well and truly trapped, though not at all unpleasantly. What was he to do? He could not possibly move now without waking Draco!

The hand which was now pressing against Harry’s cock began moving. Harry’s breath caught in his throat and he chanced another glance over his shoulder. Draco slept on, seemingly unaware of what his appendages were up to. The hand moved over Harry’s flesh with the same long strokes coming from behind Harry and Merlin it felt good.

In the back of Harry’s mind he knew he should be panicking. He should be waking Draco. And he should definitely be getting out of the damn bed. But he couldn’t. It all felt so good, so very, very, very good; Draco behind, Draco in front, Draco’s penis, Draco’s hand. Up and down. Harry half wondered what that penis would feel like if there wasn’t any silk covering it, if Draco got just a little closer, moved in just a bit more. What would Draco’s hand feel like if it slipped under Harry’s bottoms, rubbed skin on skin…

As if Fate herself were laughing at Harry for thinking such perverse thoughts, Draco’s last downward stroke pulled Harry’s bottoms down as well. Draco’s hand was now on his flesh, moving against it and Harry couldn’t help himself as he moaned out loud. It took all of his concentration not to grind his hips back into Draco’s cock or grind them forward into the boys hand. In all his short life Harry had never experienced such amazing pleasure.

Draco’s hips began moving faster, his silk sleep pants damp with pre-come sliding freely between Harry’s cheeks while his hand gripped Harry’s erection and moved in time with his strokes. A loud groan escaped Draco’s lips as the movement became more and more needy. Harry found himself writhing against the other boy, his body moving of its own volition, desperately seeking more contact. Pleasure pulsed through his very veins, pumping in time with the other boy’s movements.

Abandoning all hopes of escape, Harry gave himself over to the needs of his body. He gasped and moaned wantonly, pushing his arse closer to the hard cock behind him. Harry threw his head back against Draco’s chest as the blond boy's other hand found Harry’s right nipple and began teasing it, squeezing and pinching, pushing Harry closer.

Faster and faster Draco’s cock moved, faster and faster his hand moved. Harry gasped for air as he felt his balls tighten against his body and he clenched his mouth closed to keep from screaming as his passion finally came to a head and his body found release. In the same moment, Harry heard and felt Draco’s orgasm as the boy moaned loudly, almost wailing, and Harry’s naked bottom was covered in warm jets of sticky cum.

Both boys stayed very still, their heavy breathing echoing loudly in the otherwise silent room.

Harry’s mind was a jumble of confusion. Never before had he done anything quite so erotic and he wasn’t quite sure how to deal with it. He knew Draco was awake; how could he not be? Would he be embarrassed? Would he yell at Harry? Would he push Harry away?

Draco pulled Harry closer and nuzzled his face against Harry’s ear.

“The next time we do that, I want to be more awake and wearing fewer clothes.” Harry heard a husky voice say next to his ear.

Harry blushed furiously. Draco didn’t seem to mind though as his lips brushed against Harry’s neck.

“That was a lovely way to begin the day,” Draco said with a chuckle.