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Harry Potter › Threesomes/Moresomes
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
3
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51,221
Reviews:
44
Recommended:
2
Currently Reading:
1
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter 3
*DISCLAIMER: * This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, 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.
CHAPTER 3
Severus bent down and kissed Harry and Tristan each on the forehead as the babe nursed quietly. The Potions Master set his stack of parchments on the table in front of the sofa. He smiled indulgently at his petit husband and little son as he seated himself in one of the armchairs.
“Have you asked Molly about minding the twins on Saturday?” Severus inquired as he watched his son’s tiny mouth suckle Harry’s nipple.
Harry nodded and smiled. “Yeah. She even offered to watch them the whole night. She said that she would floo them home on Sunday around two o’clock in the afternoon.”
Draco stepped through the portrait and hung up his cloak. “Well then, our plans for Saturday evening should turn out spectacularly.”
*****
Harry grinned at his reflection in the prep room mirror. His gold hoop nipple rings could be clearly seen beneath his white mess tank top. The tiny matching white shorts started just below his pelvic bone. If he hadn’t spelled himself completely void of all body hair, his curly bush would have been clearly visible as well. His baby bump was still unnoticeable to anyone who didn’t know that he was pregnant, even in his almost undressed state. The young wizard was thrilled that he wasn’t carrying twins again. This time he probably wouldn’t start really showing for another month or so.
The small brunette turned around to assess his backside. The shorts were like a second skin, clingy tightly to his arse and leaving very little to the imagination. And they were so short that his round, plump little arse cheeks peeked out from the bottom of them.
“That will be enough ogling yourself in the mirrors, Mr. Potter. Let’s get out there.” Severus growled playfully, startling Harry out of his observations.
The small wizard turned around to face his two husbands, who had also changed their own clothing upon arriving at the club. Draco was now wearing a pair of black leather trousers that looked like they had been painted on, and a silky long-sleeved silver pullover. Severus was also wearing black leather trousers, but unlike Draco, his fit a bit looser. And his white button-up shirt was unbuttoned more than halfway, showing off the older man’s nicely toned chest.
Harry smiled at his lovers. “I’m ready. Let’s go.”
Draco hooked an arm through Harry’s and guided him to the entrance to the club. Severus followed behind the two younger wizards as they stepped out into the huge playroom. “Welcome to Slither, the Wizarding World’s top gag sex club, Harry.” Draco whispered as they made their way to the bar.
Harry’s eyes grew huge as he took in the scenes around him. Along one wall were padded sawhorses. Most of them had wizards already bent over and strapped to them. Throughout the room dancing around sporadically hung black leather swings, none of which were occupied at the moment. Lights of all different colors flashed around the dimly lit room and a primal music thumped stridently in the background.
Draco thrust Harry’s drink, a glowing blue liquid, into his hand. Then the blond reached down to cup the growing bulge inside the tight white shorts. “Like what you see, baby?”
Harry’s eyes fluttered closed as he nodded his head. “Oh, yeah.” He gasped breathlessly, pushing himself against the nimble hand.
Draco chuckled and withdrew his hand. “Well drink up, baby. And let’s go join them.”
Harry took a large sip from the clear plastic cup and felt a tingle run through his body. “What is this?” he asked as he swirled the liquid around.
“That, Mr. Potter is an Orgasm.” Severus purred into his ear.
Harry smirked at the older man. “Well, I hope that it’s not the only one I get tonight.”
Severus quirked an eyebrow at the pregnant boy. “Finish this one and then we will get to work on a few more.”
Harry took a couple large gulps of his drink and then asked, “Is it safe for me to be drinking alcohol?”
Severus shook his head. “No, Mr. Potter. That is why I ordered you that cocktail. It is a potion of sorts, absolutely no alcohol and perfectly safe for the babe.”
Harry smiled lovingly at the older man. “Thanks, Sev. You’re a good daddy.”
Draco placed a firm hand on Harry’s baby bump and pressed his erection into the pregnant boy’s hip. “What about me, baby? Am I a good daddy too?”
The small brunette giggled and nodded. “Oh, yes. You are a wonderful daddy.” Harry batted his eyelashes at the blond. “But I’ve been a very bad boy. And I think you might need to spank me, daddy.”
Draco swatted Harry’s round little arse. “We’ll see about that latter. Right now I want to dance.”
*****
Harry’s eyes fluttered closed. He could feel the vibrations of the music pounding through his body. Draco’s hands were on his hips, guiding him as they ground their bodies together to the beat of the song.
Draco leaned down and licked a path up Harry’s neck to his ear. He bit down gently on the dark-haired boy’s lobe, and grinned as Harry gasped. “Mmm. Draco.” Harry moaned and pressed his erection against the blond’s thigh. “My whole body tingles. Everything feels so good.”
Draco smiled as he watched his petit lover dance lewdly in a room full of people. His pert little arse was swaying and his hips were grinding to the music. “That’s your drink, baby. It’s nice isn’t it?”
Harry nodded. “Nice.” He opened lust glazed eyes to look at the blond wizard. “Yes. It’s real nice.”
Draco’s stomach flipped with arousal as he stared into Harry’s emerald depths. He captured Harry’s mouth in a searing kiss, plunging his tongue between the smaller wizard’s lips. Harry’s body hummed with desire as Draco fucked his mouth with his tongue.
They stayed that way for a few minutes, not paying attention to anything else going on around them. Severus watched as he stood near the wall, sipping on his tumbler of scotch. He smiled to himself at all the attention his two husbands were gathering.
Draco pulled away and left Harry blinking and breathless. The blond then noticed the tall brown haired man standing behind Harry. The man looked at Draco questioningly as he gestured toward Harry. Draco nodded his head and the stranger stepped forward and placed a hand on Harry’s waist.
Harry, who was not completely oblivious to what had just transpired, gave Draco a shit-eating grin and leaned back into the nicely muscled body behind him. The man’s hand slipped around to Harry’s front and his other hand tipped the small wizard’s head up.
“Hey there. I’m Thom.” The man smiled down at Harry and slid his hand under the white mesh shirt to pinch and pull on one of the tiny ringed nipples.
Harry mewled in pleasure and involuntarily thrust his hips back, making contact with the large bulge contained inside Thom’s loose black trousers. “Hi.” Harry gasped. “I’m Harry.”
“Well, Harry, do you mind if I join you and your partner here?” The brown-haired wizard asked, still smiling.
Harry shook his head. “Of course not, Thom. It would be my pleasure.”
Thom laughed. “I’ll make sure of it.”
Thom left go of Harry’s chin and let his free hand find Harry’s hip. Like Draco had earlier, the brown-haired man began guiding Harry to move to the music. Every so often he’d push his own hips forward and press his growing erection into the small of Harry’s back.
Draco’s hands wandered all over Harry’s body. The blond would trail his fingers up the boy’s bare arms, making him shiver with delight. Then he’d skim his hands over the brunette’s chest and abdomen, stopping just shy of Harry’s bulging white shorts. And every time, the pregnant boy would groan in protest.
Finally, Harry couldn’t take it any longer. He reached out with both hands and pulled his blond tormentor close. “Please, Draco. Touch my cock.”
When Draco just smiled and shook his head ‘No’, Harry pouted. The brunette stuck his lower lip out and shouted, “Fine. I’ll do it myself.”
Harry released his blond husband and reached down to cup himself through his tight shorts. He gasped at the sensation and threw his head back. Forgetting everything else, the pregnant boy began stroking his cock through the silky material.
Thom stopped dancing and watched the small wizard touch himself. He looked to Draco and slid his hand from Harry’s hip to his abdomen; he mouthed ‘Can I?’ to the blond. At Draco’s affirmative nod, the brown haired man slipped his fingertips into the top of Harry’s shorts.
Harry’s eyes remained closed, but his breathing sped up. He moaned as he felt the stranger’s hand wrap around his throbbing prick. “Mmm,” He gasped. “Yeah, just like that!”
TBC...
*Authors Notes* Thank you to all my reviewers. I LOVE hearing from you.
The fun is just about to pick up in the story. Does anyone have any fetishes or scenes they'd like to see played out? Any HP characters they'd like to be at the club? Let me know. I will give any suggestion consideration. :)
~chantalmalfoy~
CHAPTER 3
Severus bent down and kissed Harry and Tristan each on the forehead as the babe nursed quietly. The Potions Master set his stack of parchments on the table in front of the sofa. He smiled indulgently at his petit husband and little son as he seated himself in one of the armchairs.
“Have you asked Molly about minding the twins on Saturday?” Severus inquired as he watched his son’s tiny mouth suckle Harry’s nipple.
Harry nodded and smiled. “Yeah. She even offered to watch them the whole night. She said that she would floo them home on Sunday around two o’clock in the afternoon.”
Draco stepped through the portrait and hung up his cloak. “Well then, our plans for Saturday evening should turn out spectacularly.”
*****
Harry grinned at his reflection in the prep room mirror. His gold hoop nipple rings could be clearly seen beneath his white mess tank top. The tiny matching white shorts started just below his pelvic bone. If he hadn’t spelled himself completely void of all body hair, his curly bush would have been clearly visible as well. His baby bump was still unnoticeable to anyone who didn’t know that he was pregnant, even in his almost undressed state. The young wizard was thrilled that he wasn’t carrying twins again. This time he probably wouldn’t start really showing for another month or so.
The small brunette turned around to assess his backside. The shorts were like a second skin, clingy tightly to his arse and leaving very little to the imagination. And they were so short that his round, plump little arse cheeks peeked out from the bottom of them.
“That will be enough ogling yourself in the mirrors, Mr. Potter. Let’s get out there.” Severus growled playfully, startling Harry out of his observations.
The small wizard turned around to face his two husbands, who had also changed their own clothing upon arriving at the club. Draco was now wearing a pair of black leather trousers that looked like they had been painted on, and a silky long-sleeved silver pullover. Severus was also wearing black leather trousers, but unlike Draco, his fit a bit looser. And his white button-up shirt was unbuttoned more than halfway, showing off the older man’s nicely toned chest.
Harry smiled at his lovers. “I’m ready. Let’s go.”
Draco hooked an arm through Harry’s and guided him to the entrance to the club. Severus followed behind the two younger wizards as they stepped out into the huge playroom. “Welcome to Slither, the Wizarding World’s top gag sex club, Harry.” Draco whispered as they made their way to the bar.
Harry’s eyes grew huge as he took in the scenes around him. Along one wall were padded sawhorses. Most of them had wizards already bent over and strapped to them. Throughout the room dancing around sporadically hung black leather swings, none of which were occupied at the moment. Lights of all different colors flashed around the dimly lit room and a primal music thumped stridently in the background.
Draco thrust Harry’s drink, a glowing blue liquid, into his hand. Then the blond reached down to cup the growing bulge inside the tight white shorts. “Like what you see, baby?”
Harry’s eyes fluttered closed as he nodded his head. “Oh, yeah.” He gasped breathlessly, pushing himself against the nimble hand.
Draco chuckled and withdrew his hand. “Well drink up, baby. And let’s go join them.”
Harry took a large sip from the clear plastic cup and felt a tingle run through his body. “What is this?” he asked as he swirled the liquid around.
“That, Mr. Potter is an Orgasm.” Severus purred into his ear.
Harry smirked at the older man. “Well, I hope that it’s not the only one I get tonight.”
Severus quirked an eyebrow at the pregnant boy. “Finish this one and then we will get to work on a few more.”
Harry took a couple large gulps of his drink and then asked, “Is it safe for me to be drinking alcohol?”
Severus shook his head. “No, Mr. Potter. That is why I ordered you that cocktail. It is a potion of sorts, absolutely no alcohol and perfectly safe for the babe.”
Harry smiled lovingly at the older man. “Thanks, Sev. You’re a good daddy.”
Draco placed a firm hand on Harry’s baby bump and pressed his erection into the pregnant boy’s hip. “What about me, baby? Am I a good daddy too?”
The small brunette giggled and nodded. “Oh, yes. You are a wonderful daddy.” Harry batted his eyelashes at the blond. “But I’ve been a very bad boy. And I think you might need to spank me, daddy.”
Draco swatted Harry’s round little arse. “We’ll see about that latter. Right now I want to dance.”
*****
Harry’s eyes fluttered closed. He could feel the vibrations of the music pounding through his body. Draco’s hands were on his hips, guiding him as they ground their bodies together to the beat of the song.
Draco leaned down and licked a path up Harry’s neck to his ear. He bit down gently on the dark-haired boy’s lobe, and grinned as Harry gasped. “Mmm. Draco.” Harry moaned and pressed his erection against the blond’s thigh. “My whole body tingles. Everything feels so good.”
Draco smiled as he watched his petit lover dance lewdly in a room full of people. His pert little arse was swaying and his hips were grinding to the music. “That’s your drink, baby. It’s nice isn’t it?”
Harry nodded. “Nice.” He opened lust glazed eyes to look at the blond wizard. “Yes. It’s real nice.”
Draco’s stomach flipped with arousal as he stared into Harry’s emerald depths. He captured Harry’s mouth in a searing kiss, plunging his tongue between the smaller wizard’s lips. Harry’s body hummed with desire as Draco fucked his mouth with his tongue.
They stayed that way for a few minutes, not paying attention to anything else going on around them. Severus watched as he stood near the wall, sipping on his tumbler of scotch. He smiled to himself at all the attention his two husbands were gathering.
Draco pulled away and left Harry blinking and breathless. The blond then noticed the tall brown haired man standing behind Harry. The man looked at Draco questioningly as he gestured toward Harry. Draco nodded his head and the stranger stepped forward and placed a hand on Harry’s waist.
Harry, who was not completely oblivious to what had just transpired, gave Draco a shit-eating grin and leaned back into the nicely muscled body behind him. The man’s hand slipped around to Harry’s front and his other hand tipped the small wizard’s head up.
“Hey there. I’m Thom.” The man smiled down at Harry and slid his hand under the white mesh shirt to pinch and pull on one of the tiny ringed nipples.
Harry mewled in pleasure and involuntarily thrust his hips back, making contact with the large bulge contained inside Thom’s loose black trousers. “Hi.” Harry gasped. “I’m Harry.”
“Well, Harry, do you mind if I join you and your partner here?” The brown-haired wizard asked, still smiling.
Harry shook his head. “Of course not, Thom. It would be my pleasure.”
Thom laughed. “I’ll make sure of it.”
Thom left go of Harry’s chin and let his free hand find Harry’s hip. Like Draco had earlier, the brown-haired man began guiding Harry to move to the music. Every so often he’d push his own hips forward and press his growing erection into the small of Harry’s back.
Draco’s hands wandered all over Harry’s body. The blond would trail his fingers up the boy’s bare arms, making him shiver with delight. Then he’d skim his hands over the brunette’s chest and abdomen, stopping just shy of Harry’s bulging white shorts. And every time, the pregnant boy would groan in protest.
Finally, Harry couldn’t take it any longer. He reached out with both hands and pulled his blond tormentor close. “Please, Draco. Touch my cock.”
When Draco just smiled and shook his head ‘No’, Harry pouted. The brunette stuck his lower lip out and shouted, “Fine. I’ll do it myself.”
Harry released his blond husband and reached down to cup himself through his tight shorts. He gasped at the sensation and threw his head back. Forgetting everything else, the pregnant boy began stroking his cock through the silky material.
Thom stopped dancing and watched the small wizard touch himself. He looked to Draco and slid his hand from Harry’s hip to his abdomen; he mouthed ‘Can I?’ to the blond. At Draco’s affirmative nod, the brown haired man slipped his fingertips into the top of Harry’s shorts.
Harry’s eyes remained closed, but his breathing sped up. He moaned as he felt the stranger’s hand wrap around his throbbing prick. “Mmm,” He gasped. “Yeah, just like that!”
TBC...
*Authors Notes* Thank you to all my reviewers. I LOVE hearing from you.
The fun is just about to pick up in the story. Does anyone have any fetishes or scenes they'd like to see played out? Any HP characters they'd like to be at the club? Let me know. I will give any suggestion consideration. :)
~chantalmalfoy~