Flight of the Phoenix

This story is based on characters and situations owned by JK Rowling, and various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books, and Raincoat Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No copywrite or trademark infringment is intended.

a/n this chapter is unbeat'd so there will be a few spelling and grammer mistakes. If you do not want to read through these errors wait a day or two and I will have this chapter spell checked (my microsoft word expired so it is difficult for me to check the spelling T_T)

Chapter 3

Harry couldn't take it anymore. Trying to do his summer homework was a waste of time. Not only was he distracted by his throbbing hard on, but also from the noise that was coming from downstairs for more than an hour.

When Harry realized that he had read the same sentence more than six times Harry sighed in frustration before throwing his quill across the small desk. Harry figured he could spend his wasted time during something more constructive--and much more pleasurable.

Smirking, Harry quickly pulls Dudley's overly large shirt over his head, baring his bare chest to the empty room. Harry pulls down the way too large pants which practically fall off of his small frame once he undoes the belt. In an instant Harry's cock is exposed and without even touching himself Harry feels his pleasure increase at the thought to wanking off with the door unlocked. Anyone could just walk in.

"Ah, shit," Harry moans. That thought is such a sexual rush it has Harry's cock pulsing. Harry is so hard and horny that he is almost sure one touch to his dick and he'll cum all over the place. Harry smiles. That's a nice thought, a really nice pleasurable thought, however, Harry wants this wanking session to last.

Quickly Harry gets up from the desk chair. He turns around before sitting in the chair again. Now Harry is facing the back of the chair and the very tip of his penis is stroking the hard wood. Harry moans before scooting up closer to the back of the chair, his hard cock pressing flat against the wood. Harry gasps as he rocks back and forth in the chair, cock rubbing back and forth over the wood.

After a few strokes Harry's pre cum has the chair back slick enough that Harry's grinding is smoother and much more pleasurable than the first few dry strokes.

Harry toes curl as his pleasure increases and his nipples almost hurt from how hard they are. Needing to relieve some of the tension Harry sticks his fingers into his mouth, getting the digits nice and slick before bringing the wet appendages down to his lightly tanned chest.

"Mmm, oh Merlin yes," Harry moans out as his wet fingers stroke his left nipple. Harry is holding onto the chair back with one hand as he alternates between both nipples, rubbing the hard nubs as his saliva makes the two nipples glisten.

Harry's grinding of the chair has it scrapping against the hardwood floor but when Harry decides to give his nipples a pinch the chair almost tobbles over.

"Holy fuck!" Harry yells. The pleasure was so intense that for a second Harry saw stars. Harry's rocking increases as he squeezes and pinches his nipples in earnest. The chair is bouncing off of the floor eradically, and in Harry's intense pleasure he doesn't notice how much noise he and the chair is making.

"Merlin fuck! Oh god, oh shit! Dudley!" Harry quickly lets go of the chair, both fingers pinching his nipples until it hurts, however, the intense pleasure is deffinitly worth the small amount of pain. Harry's cum splatters all over the back of the chair, some bouncing off to land on his chest and even his face. In Harry's haste to pleasure himself he doesn't think of the consequences of letting go of the chair and soon finds himself sprawled on the ground, cum splattered chair landing on top of his bare chest.

Harry carelessly pushes the chair aside. Some of the cum from the chair has migrated to Harry's chest but Harry doesn't mind. He just reaches down a hand, scooping up a large glob before bringing his fingers to his mouth.

"Hey, are you alright?! Dudley and I heard yo--"

Harry stares wide eyed at the open doorway. Pierce is standing in shock, mouth opened as he stares at Harry licking up his own cum. Harry can see Dudley standing slightly behind Pierce and even without his glasses, (they must have fallen off when he tumbled from the chair), Harry can see that both boys are hard.

"Shit Harry," Dudley begins, breaking up the silence. "What the hell were you doing?"

If Harry wasn't in such shock he might have laughed. He supposed the sight of him layed out on the ground next to a tobbled over cum covered chair was a little weird.

"Um, er...I was wanking."

Harry's voice seems to break Pierce out of his dazed state. "Wait a second. You were wanking. You were wanking and you yelled out...you yelled out Dudley."

"Er, I--"

"Don't lie!" Pierce yells, cutting Harry off as he steps into the room. "Don't lie, I heard you. And earlier, when I first came over, you two looked like you had just shagged."

Harry's mouth opens and closes in shocked fear as his heart rate increases. Harry can see Dudley standing nervously behind his best friend. Harry has never seen Dudley look so pale in his life.

"It's true, isn't it?" Pierce demands, standing only a few short feet away from Harry now.

"Uh, I--"

"Pierce, you are talking crazy!" yells Dudley, cutting Harry off.

Pierce raises an eyebrow. "Oh, am I?"

Without any type of warning Pierce lunges at Harry, taking Harry's spent cock in his hand as his tongue licks trials of cum off of Harry's body. Dudley jerks forward then ubruptly stops.

"Do not touch him," Dudley says, voice tight and strained.

"I don't think so. Besides, it looks like your Harry is enjoying it."

Harry is absolutly mortified as his cock harden under Pierce's attentions. Too mortified in fact to actually move away from Pierce's skilled tongue and hands.

"Then again," continues Pierce. "If what your trying to tell me is true, then this isn't your Harry at all. It's none of your business if I pleasure him or not. Besides, like I said, Harry seems to like it."

Harry couldn't believe he was moaning and arching up into Pierce's tongue and hands. It was as if Pierce's deep voice had some kind of spell over him.

Dudley lets out a growl and takes a step forward. Pierce just chuckles into Harry's warm saliva slicked skin.

"Dudley, if Harry is yours you can have him. All I ask is to sample that mouth and arse of his. Don't worry, Dudley, it's not like your the first one to fuck a cousin. Remember Elena? She stayed over for a few weeks last summer. That girl has very talented hands."

Harry gasps, arching his body as Pierce pinches his tender nipples. Harry's body is thrumbing with so much pleasure he's barely aware of the conversation taking place between Pierce and Dudley.

"Dudley, remember how we always talked about having a threesom? Don't you think this is the perfect opportunity?"

Even though Dudley was nervous about what could happen if what he and Harry did got out, Dudley couldn't deny how erotic it was to watch Harry getting pleasured by his best friend. The sight of Pierce getting Harry's spent cock to rise again had Dudley's cock harder than it had ever been. Indeed Dudley just wanted to join the two boys but first he had to make sure nothing got out about him and Harry.

"Your not going to say anything, right Pierce?"

"Dudley, I am your best friend. Besides, telling on you wouldn't get me what I want."

"And what is it exactly that you want?" Dudley had to be absolutly sure.

"I told you already. I want to fuck Harry. I want a threesome. It's somethig every guy should do, you know? And what better timing than this? Who better to do it with than this hot piece of arse and my best mate?"

Dudley smirks because it is clear that Pierce isn't going to tell anyone about him and Harry, that is as long as he gets a piece of Harry's arse.

"If, if Harry agrees."

Pierce laughs. "Dudley, isn't this agreement enough?"

Yes! Yes flashes over and over in Dudley's brain as Harry moans, green eyes closed in pleasure as he begs to get fucked.

"Harry," Dudley says, trying to get Harry's attention. Harry's moans increase in volume. "Harry!"

"Dudley, what?" slurs out Harry, eyes opening to focus on Dudley's blue.

"Harry, would you like for Pierce and I to fuck you. Imagine all the sexual pleasure that can come from a threesome. Just imagine, Harry, two guys to take care of your every need. Two tongues to lick you and taste you. Two dicks to fuck you."

Harry moans again and a thick shot of pre cum squirts out of Harry's cock. "Oh, shit yes! I want both of your cocks to fuck me! Please!"

Pierce smirks before kissing Harry soflty on the lips. Dudley growls and Pierce head turns to focus on Dudley. "Don't kiss him. Not on the lips." Pierce nods his head in agreement of the terms before quickly shedding himself of his clothes. Dudley follows suit and it is less than a minute before all three boys are naked.

Harry mouth goes dry as he stares at Pierce's naked body. Of course Pierce isn't as muscled (or as large) as Dudley is but he is has a diffierent kind of beauty. Where Dudley fits the dictionary discription of 'brute' Pierce's body is littered with long, lean muscles, giving him a runner's build. Also Pierce's dark brown hair and matching eyes has him fitting the discription of 'tall, dark, and handsom.' Harry cock gives another twitch.

"Don't worry, we're going to take good care of you." Harry shivers in lust at the thinly veiled promise of pleasure as Pierce lowers himself to the floor. Dudley follows closely behind, but while Pierce is situated by Harry's cock, Dudley is situated next to Harry's head.

"Suck me," demans Dudley. As Harry is currently on his back he turns his head to the side, opening his mouth for Dudley's long thick shaft. The position isn't the best in the world but Dudley helps Harry get comfortable, grabbing a pillow from the bed to place under's Harry's neck.

As Dudley guides Harry's head back and forth over his dick Pierce guides his hands over Harry's body. The soft touches has Harry quivering in need and his cock is standing straight up, large drops of pre cum leaking from the head. Harry removes his mouth from around Dudley's cock.

"Please," Harry moans desperatly to Pierce. Pierce smirks.

"Please what?"

"Please." Harry gasps as Pierce bites his nipple. "Suck my cock."

"My pleasure," murmurs Pierce before he lowers his head, taking the whole of Harry's shaft down in one go.

When Harry's mouth opens wide, letting out a sharp cry of pleasure Dudley chooses the opportunity to ram his dick back down Harry's throat. Harry gags on the long shaft but that doesn't stop him from opening his mouth wider, trying to take all of Dudley's cock down his throat.

"Shit Harry," Dudley moans out, wrapping his fingers in Harry's wild hair, using the tight grip to furiously fuck Harry's mouth. Harry gags some more, spit gathering at the base of Dudley's cock.

Dudley can see Harry's body writhering on the floor, legs resting on the top of Pierce's shoulders as Harry grinds his whole dick down Pierce's throat.

Pierce, unlike Harry, is extensivly skilled in oral sex and he doesn't even gag as Harry's cock jams the back of his throat, balls slapping against Pierce's chin. Harry moans incoherently around Dudley's thick shaft, seconds away from another orgasm as Pierce swallows around his cock, throat massaging the head of Harry's dick.

Harry moans again and more saliva drips down Dudley's shaft. Harry is amazed at Pierce's amazing dick sucking skills and his amazement only increases when Pierce, whoes head is all the way down Harry's cock, opens his mouth, tongue coming out to lap at Harry's cum filled balls.

Two swipes of Pierce's experienced tongue and Harry is cuming down Pierce's throat, cries of pleasure muffled because Dudley still has his dick filling Harry's mouth.

When Harry's cock shoots it's last jets of cum Pierce lets Harry dick slip from between his lips. Pierce smirks at the dazed look of pleasure consuming Harry's face before he crawls over to Dudley. Dudley already seems to know what Pierce wants him to do as he removes his rock hard dick from Harry's throat.

"Open wide, Harry," whispers Dudley, stroking Harry's sweat slicked hair. Harry's dazed look doesn't leave his face as he opens his sore mouth, confused about what exactly it is Dudley and Pierce plan to do.

Dudley kisses Harry softly on the lips, perhaps in reassurance, before he raises his head again. Harry, whoes eyes had fluttered close at the soft caress of Dudley's lips, opens them again when Dudley ends the kiss. Instead of seeing Dudley as he had expected, when Harry opens his eyes they meet Pierce's deep brown ones. Dudley carresses the side of Harry's mouth and Harry's lips part on reflex. Pierce lowers his head and for a moment Harry believes that Pierce is going to kiss him. Instead Pierce opens his mouth and in an instant Harry's mouth is filled with his own cum.

"Don't swallow," Dudley says quickly, lowering his head to kiss Harry again. This time Dudley's kiss is anything but soft. It's hard and demanding and the tongue twirling in Harry's mouth swirls Harry's cum around, coating the inside of Harry's mouth in the delicous substance. Harry moans at how erotic it is to have Dudley licking Harry's own cum out of his mouth, sharing the taste between the two of them.

When the kiss is complete Harry feels light headed and breathless at all of the sexual attention he is receiving from the two boys. Harry reaches his hand down, stroking both Pierce's and Dudley's cocks.

"I want you two to cum," Harry says, licking his lips of the last traces of his own cum.

"Oh, we deffinitly will," Dudley says, smirking down at Harry. "Though I plan to cum in that tight arse of yours."

Harry moans again, hands still strocking both of their rock hard cocks.

"Since Pierce has pleased that cock of yours so thoroughly, I'll let him fuck your arse first."

Harry nods his head and both boys help Harry up to his feet. Harry can barely keep himself up as his legs are quievering from the aftermath of his two orgasms.

"Get on the bed," Pierce growls out. "On your hands and knees." Quickly Harry complies though his limbs quiver in exhaustion as they hold up his small frame.

"He's a wanton little slut, isn't he?" Dudley asks, slapping Harry's pale arse. Harry gasp as his arse stings from the slap and though Harry can't see Pierce nods his head in agreement. Dudley smacks Harry's arse again, both of the cheeks turning a pale fiery red. "He's all yours," Dudley says, stepping back a few paces as he watches the scene before him.

Pierce is sitting behind Harry, hands soothing the slight burn of Harry's arse from Dudley's sharp slaps. After stroking the plump flesh Pierce uses his hands to pull apart Harry's arse cheeks, gazing in lust at Harry's tight arse hole.

"His arse still looks like a virgins," Pierce says in awe as Harry's pucker opens and closes in need. It looks like the tiny pink hole is gasping for breath.

"He is most definitly not a virgin," Dudley says in pride and pleasure of Harry's sexual endeavors.

Pierce wets the middle finger of his left hand before ramming it in Harry's arse. Harry moans as he slams his arse back on Pierce's finger, arse hole clenching around the slender appendage.

"Damn, his arse still feels like a virgins too."

Dudley smirks and Harry moans, arse clenching tighter around Pierce's finger.

"Please, Pierce, I need more. Finger fuck my arse!"

"Pleasure," gasps out Pierce, quickly adding a second, and a third finger to Harry's arse. Harry is fucking himself on Pierce's fingers and when Pierce finds Harry prostrate Harry lets out a long moan. Harry's cock twitches but Harry knows that even while getting his prostrate rubbed it's going to be a few minutes before he can get it up again.

Dudley strokes his hard cock as he watches Pierce finger fucking Harry. Dudley feels as if his cock is gonna explode from how horny he is right now. Dudley knows he can't last much longer, not while watching Harry and hearing the boy's loud moans.

"God damn Pierce, fuck him already!"

Harry moans in agreement and Pierce hastily removes his fingers from Harry's arse, lining up his cock at Harry's quivering arse hole. Without any warning Pierce rams himself in, then out, then back in again, not even giving Harry's arse a moment to adjust to the rough fucking. Harry throws his head back in pleasure and Pierce takes the opportunity presented to him, roughly pulling Harry's hair, forcing Harry's body to arch back in order to relieve the tension.

"Fuck, you're so fucking tight Harry."

Harry just moans in agreement, pleasure spiking through his body as the position Pierce has him in has the head of Pierce's cock battering his prostrate. Harry's body glisten with sweat and the room is filled with the sound of skin slapping skin, and all three boys pants of pleasure.

Pierce thrusts increase in intensity and he lowers his head to Harry's neck, giving the flesh a sharp bite before laving it with his tongue. The hand that Pierce has perched on Harry's hip, used to pull Harry flush against Pierce's form, moves up Harry's front, squeezing both of his nipples between thumb and forefinger.

Harry arches his back further, and based on the days activities Harry realizes that his nipples are very very sinsitive.

"Oh, shit! Harder," Harry moans as Pierce pounds his curved body furiously, hair still pulled tight by Pierce's hand. "Please, fuck my arse! Pinch my nipples harder...fuck yea, just like that."

With the dual sinsations of getting his nipples squeezed and his prostrate rammed, Harry's cock grows hard and heavy from his dark nest of hair. Harry arse clenches tightly around Pierce's dick, squeezing the thick appendage until Harry's arse is milking Pierce of all of his cum. Abruptly Pierce lets go of Harry's hair, and Harry falls back to his hands and knees before Harry's arms give out causing him to tumble face first into the coarse bed sheets. Pierce uses his free hands to grab Harry hips, grinding Harry against his spasming cock as he pumps load after load of hot cum up Harry's arse.

Harry moans as he feels his arse being filled with cum. Pierce pulls his softened dick out of Harry's arse, staggering back as he is quickly replaced by Dudley. Before any of Pierce's cum can dripple out of Harry's arse, Dudley impales Harry on his rock hard dick.

Harry gasps in pleasure as Dudley's cock pushes Pierce's cum further up his arse, making Harry feel fuller than he has ever felt.

"Fuck, but you're still tight," Dudley moans as he turns over on the bed, thus forcing Harry to follow him. Now Dudley is the one on the bottom but Harry's back is still towards Dudley. In his new position Harry can see Pierce's spent form sprawled on the ground, hungrily watching as Dudley fucks Harry.

Dudley, who had been watching as Pierce fucked Harry, knows that he won't last long. As he pounds Harry furiously he calls Pierce over, telling the brown haired boy to suck Harry off. Harry, for his part, is too wraped up in his own pleasure to notice Pierce's approach. He does notice, however, when Pierce once again takes Harry's cock in between his lips.

"Merlin balls!" Harry yells out as his body spasms uncontrolably. The feel of his cock being sucked while his arse is hammered is way too much for Harry's pleasure sinsitive body and he is once again cuming down Pierce's throat, though with less cum than the last two times. Pierce swallows all of Harry's cum, licking his lips in pleasure at the taste. Harry just moans as Dudley continues to fuck him for a few more minutes before he too cums deep in Harry's arse.

When Dudley pulls out of Harry's arse, exhausted from his orgasm, the three boys collaps on the bed together, Harry in the middle of Pierce and Dudley. No one talks as the three of them breath harshly, eratic heart beats slowing down as they rest, wraped up in each others limps. After a few more seconds Harry laughs, kissing Pierce on the cheek before turning and giving Dudley a deep kiss on his lips.

"Wow...that was bloody brilliant!" Harry says, letting out another exhausted laugh. "We should deffinitly do this again."

Both Dudley and Pierce agree and Harry smiles as he drifts off to sleep, saftly cacooned between two warm bodies.

Tbc...