The Best of a Bad Situation (BoBS for short)

Chapter 5 – Harry’s Hard-On


“Harry,” Hermione smirked, “truth or dare?”

“What,” he yelled back. “Isn’t it time to pick on Ginny or Lav?”

Ginny just laughed. “I think he’s hesitating girls….”

“No I’m not,” Harry countered. Although with as easily as he’d been getting aroused the past few minutes, maybe he should consider having a few more swigs. He’d just lost his last erection as all the girls had laughed at him, and he had no wishes to repeat the experience anytime soon.

“I can’t hesitate because you haven’t asked a question yet, or issued a dare. I just think ifairfair that everyone be included equally.

“But you haven’t had to do anything yet Harry,” Lavender told him. “Just be a good boy, and take your turn. When it’s over with, then you can ask me or Gin anything you want.”

“Or ask us to do anything you want,” Ginny flirted back. Parvati and Lavender applauded her bravery, and it took Ginny every ounce of Gryffindor courage and the liquor she’d already drank to not turn away from Harry’s incredulous gaze.

“Well, I can’t pass up an offer like that, can I? Okay Hermione, truth then.”

Parvati and Ginny booed, but Lavender hushed them, saying the Hermione’s last turn had been just as good as any dare could have been. Truths didn’t always have to be the easy way out. “Besides,” she said, “if anyone can come up with a good question, Hermione can.”

Hermione was very pleased in her roommate’s confidence, and took several seconds to think of the perfect truth question. While he was waitiHarrHarry took another slug of liquid courage.

“Alright Harry, maybe you can answer the question Hogwarts’ girls fourth year and up would like to know. Have you ever measured your penis, and how big is it?”

Ginny was clapping with excitement, while Parvati and Lavender were praising their roommate for her brilliance. That was the only reason Harry wasn’t called on a penalty for hesitating, he knew. Could he really answer this question?

“Err, um, no I haven’t really,” Harry said. Then looking right at Hermione, he paled. “I can’t believe you just asked me that Hermione!”

Hermione just smirked, but Ginny wasn’t having any of Harry’s answer. “That’s a load of rubbish,” she said. “I’ve got six older brothers, and even Percy measured his manhood a few times I’m sure. I was even warned by Mum when I was six not to touch a certain measuring tape in her sewing kit, and I certainly know why. Every guy measures their cock at least once in their lives. You’re lying Harry!”

“No I’m not,” Harry yelled back. But his voice faltered, and he knew he’d been caught. Of course he was lying; and of course Ginny was right. Every guy did measure his dick at least once, and Harry had last done it the past summer, after a recent growth spurt. He was just embarrassed about the answer.

“I think she caught you there, Harry,” Hermione was pleased to inform him. “You’d better answer before we’re forced to come up with a penalty for you. And considering what the questions was, do you really want to have to answer more questions like it? Oh, and take a shot for lying too! I think that’s only fair.”

Harry didn’t even argue, as he knew it was fair. But since he had taken a shot just moments before when he wasn’t forced to, he didn’t feel like he needed to take a large one. Actually, Harry managed not more than a small sip before he passed the bottle away. Luckily, none of the girls cared or noticed. They were all to concerned about hearing his answer.

“You promise not to laugh?”

“Oh come on already!” Lavender shouted. “Parvati and I got nearly naked, Hermione’s told her masturbation fantasies, and you’re concerned with some numbers. Just get it over with! Even if we do laugh, you won’t remember!”

That wasn’t the answer Harry wanted to hear, but he answered anyway. Much more delaying, and he’d onlybe asking for punishment. “Er, it’s about seven inches then. I know it’s not that long or anything, but I’m only sixteen, and I’m still growing. I’m sure it’ll get at least another…”

Harry paused in his ramblings as he noticed the extreme silence from the others. The expected laughing and giggling was the farthest thing from the girl’s lips, and as Harry looked around at their shocked faces, he wondered why.

“Am I really so small that you’re all speechless?” God! He’d never been so embarrassed in all his life.

Ginny was just doing a goldfish impersonation, while Lavender and Parvati were whispering furiously back and forth in their ears. Turning to look at the person who asked the damned question in the first place, Harry patiently waited for a response.

“Hermione?”

“Harry,” she blurted out. “According to what I’ve read, an average man’s penis is only four to six inches long! If yours is seven, and as you said you’re still growing, then you have absolutely nothing to be ashamed about. It’s very impressive actually.”

“It didn’t look that big when I was taking off your jeans,” Ginny said quietly.

Feeling much more confident, Harry had no problems answering. Hermione had just given him the ego-boost of the century, and he was lovin’ every minute of it.

“I, ah, wasn’t completely hard then, Gin. It takes some time for that to work, and I was already sitting down with the pillow covering me by then. When you took off my jeans, I was only just starting to get excited.”

“What on earth made you think you were small though, Harry?” Parvarti asked. “I’ve seen a few dicks in my days, and I don’t think I’ve ever seen one that large before. I’m sure you’ll be happy to know that Malfoy doesn’t even compare, from what I felt as he dry-humped me.”

“No,” Lav agreed, waving her pinky finger in the air, “he’s rather tiny actually.”

All the girls giggled again, and Harry couldn’t wait to tell Ron that Lav and Parvarti told him Draco had a small dick. Not that Ron was interested, but he was always looking for some good blackmail info to keep Malfoy from making fun of him and Hermione.

Remembering Parvati’s question, it took Harry awhile to recall why did he think he had a small penis. The idea hadn’t bothered him until recently, and that’s when he remembered that last year he accidentally spotted Dean coming out of the showers, his towel not yet fastened around his waist.

“Ahh, I walked in on Dean once in the showers, and I didn’t mean to look or anything, but it was kind of unavoidable. I didn’t stare or anything, but from what I saw, he was at least two or three inches longer than I was. So I guess I just thought I was on the small side. Contrary to what you may think, teenage boys don’t compare dick sizes when we’re all alone. I mean, it’s just like you girl’s don’t compare breast sizes really.”

“Yes we do,” all three called out at once.

“Parvati wears a 34C cup,” Hermione said.

“Hermione wears a 32C,” Ginny informed him.

Parvati nodded her agreemet, and added, “Ginny wears a 30B, but her mum’s got a 42DD, and she can’t wait for bigger breasts.”

“And even first year Hufflepuff boys know,” Lavender took pride while saying, “that my breast are 36Ds. It’s written on all the bathroom walls.”

“Oh yeah,” Harry actually remembered. He’s seen Lavender’s stats posted all over the castle starting the middle of the prior year.

“But we believe you Harry,” Lavender said. “I just can’t believe that Dean’s got such a huge cock! Nine or ten inches? That’s like a porn star’s cock!”

“Big and black,” Ginny smiled, “just the way I like them.” She couldn’t hold in her laughter though, and lost it completely when all the rest of them started to hit her with pillows. Even Harry joined in the fun, as it was completely absurd that young, innocent Ginny Weasley regularly had her hands on ten inch black dicks.

When the laughter died down, Harry turned right towards Ginny ready to ask her truth or dare, when Hermione spoke back up. “You’re not done yet, Harry. You’ve still not completely answered your question. We now know you’re seven inches long, but how wide are you?”

Ginny looked shocked that Hermione knew to ask so much, but also looked pleased ing ing to hear an answer. Parvati and Lavender were high-fiving each other, and one of them whispered, “Yes, width is very important.”

This time though, Harry wasn’t lying when he answered, “I don’t know. I’ve never measured that before. Seriously!”

Ginny started to protest he was lying again, but the others believed him. Hermione had a simple solution though when she took her wand from where it sitting behind her, and conjured a measuring tape. She handed it to Harry without a word, and laughed as he looked up at her with no idea what she was implying.

“Well, go measure yourself then!” She yelled.

All the girls giggled again, and Ginny actually pounced up on her knees in excitement. Things were really starting to heat up now, and she couldn’t wait for her turn. She’d been plying shy the last ten minutes or so on purpose, in hopes that someone would ask her a dare. There wasn’t one person on the bed she wasn’t attracted to, and only doing anything with Hermione would be slightly awkward. Harry, Lav, and Parvati though were fair game, and shew thw they’d enjoy anything together just as much as she would.

“I can’t do that!” Harry exclaimed. He was taken aback, really. Even though now he wasn’t embarrassed about the length of his dick, he wasn’t about to whip it out and measure it if front of three girls; one who was his best friend. He wasn’t even hard anymore, and he wasn’t going to start wanking himself either.

“You have to Harry, it’s part of the question.”

“And you have to stay on the bed too,” Lavender delighted in saying, “so we can verify the answers, and that you’re not cheating again.”

“No,” Harry was absolute, “there’s no way in Azkaban I’m going to, so just forget about it!”

“Oh, honestly,” Hermione had had enough of Harry’s stalling already, and pointed her wand at him. “Petrificus Totalus!” With an outraged and scared look in his eyes, Harry’s body had no choice but to snap to attention and flop over on its side.

“Hermione! What are you doing? We’ll never get him to measure himself in a body bind!”

“I don’t intend for him to measure himself, thank you very much.” Hermione had a real evil look on her face, and only Ginny as her closest friend had an inkling of what the studious girl was thinking.

“It’s obvious that Harry wasn’t going to participate,” she explained, “so I say as his punishment for disobeying the rules of the game, we measure him ourselves in an impartial exercise. That way he’ll have answered the question, he’ll have suffered for it, and of course the most important part, we’ll soon know the answer.”

Ginny couldn’t believe just a few shots of vodka could bring such a sexual deviant out of her normally chaste friend, and now had a newfound respect for the muggle liquor. Parvati and Lavender were too busy playfully bowing down and worshipping Hone one to notice her pick up the measuring tape.

“Let’s get to it then,” she suggested. “In the name of science and all that.”

Harry was already laid out straight with his hands locked at his sides, but with a small push, he moved from resting on his side, to being displayed on his back. With all three girls helping, they even managed to get him to the center of the bed, so they could all have good spots around him.

“Well, I was the one to suggest this, and I’m going to be recording the data,” Hermione flippantly stroked the measuring tape in her hands, “so I’ll leave the details up to you three.”

Lavender and Parvati looked in hog heaven to have Harry at their disposal, and started to discuss a game plan for what they should do. Ginny didn’t waste any time however, as she dove right for Harry’s chest, and grabbed his black tee-shirt with both hands. She’s always wanted to do this, and now was her chance. With an almighty yank, she split the shirt right up its middle, displaying Harry’s well-toned chest and muscled stomach with only a hint of feathery hair around his nipples. Once they saw Ginny’s actions, Parvati and Lavender stopped their party planning. After Ginny’s boldness, they knew the next few minutes would be a free-for-all.

“Gin, you do realize that while Harry may be unable to move, he’s perfectly aware of what you just did? And what we’re about to do, right?” Hermione asked.

“I don’t care anymore,” Ginny said. “I jusnt tnt to see Harry naked!”

The girls couldn’t agree more, and Harry was helpless as they finished shredding his shirt and removed the ripped pieces from his exposed chest. His slippers got taken off too, so that all that remained were his blue boxer shorts.

“Who wants the honors?” Ginny asked with a glint in her eye. “I wouldn’t normally ask, but I did get to take off his jeans already. I don’t want Harry thinking I’d be willing to do this just anytime he wanted.”

“Oh, you know you would,” Parvati snickered. “But if you’re offering, I won’t mind.”

Lavender sorta wanted to as well, but didn’t put up any argument as she just wanted to get to the action. So sitting back on all their haunches again, the three watched as Parvati drew closer to Harry, with her intent known to all.

Parvati only paused briefly to look Harry in his scared and silent eyes, before winking at him, and whispering, “I promise you’ll enjoy it, don’t worry.” From these she gave him the softest kiss, and started to snake down his body. His neck got nibbled on, his ears got sucked into her warm mouth, and Parvati gave the barest flick of her tongue against Harry’s throat, which if not frozen in place would surely by then be swallowing nervously.

“Parvati dear,” Lavender teased, “you’re just supposed to be taking his boxers off, not giving the boy a heart attack.”

“Shut up,” Parvati teased right back, “I’m having fun.”

Ginny nodded for Lav to shut up, because she was speechless watching Parvati not only disrobe Harry, but also seduce him. Hermione didn’t say a word, but a flash of light from her spot halted all other action for a moment, and the others couldn’t believe what they saw.

“A camera!” Ginny blurted out. “You’re taking pictures of this?”

“Well yes, “Hermione said very properly. “I did say I would be recording the information, and as you know I’m very serious when it comes to my work.” The barest hint of a smile crept pass her lips as she finished saying that. But before she could lose it completely, she lifted the camera for another snapshot, and held it to Harry’s face. “Say cheese Harry!”

Snap; another picture. This one had Harry peered right at the lens, also not believing Hermione would do such a thing.

It wasn’t until Parvati continued that Harry remembered he had a half naked girl draped over him, and moving on past his throat and neck, Parvati licked her way down his broad chest, circling each nipple before going in for a single flash of her tongue. Harry would have moaned if he were able, but thankfully Lavender did it for him.

“You’re making me hot baby!” She said. They hadn’t gotten to finish their playtime before, and Lavender was still worked up from hearing Hermione’s story.

“That’s the point, sugar,” Pai sai said as she smiled wicked up from where she had Harry’s left nipple caught in her teeth. She was holding it in place as her tongue gently from inside her mouth passed over it again and again.

Ginny was getting breathless too from all the action, and couldn’t ignore her hormones any longer. Without even thinking if it would upset Parvait, she reached over to Lavender, and pulled the older girl to her. Now Lav was laying with her head in Ginny’s lap, and they both still had a nice view of what Parvati was doing to Harry. But now Ginny could also shift her attention down to Lavender, where the girl’s silky camisole top was just begging to be caressed.
t ast as Ginny moved to put her hand on Lavender’s midriff, she paused as she realized what she’d done. Lav didn’t seem to mind (she hadn’t moved an eye from Parvati and Harry), but Ginny knew Parvati might. Although the two weren’t exclusive and saw many guys, she didn’t think they’d ever been with other girls before.

“Go ahead Ginny,” Parvati relaxed her, “I don’t mind if I share. Lav’s too beautiful to keep all to myself.”

Ginny smiled a little thank you in appreciation, and watched as Parvati returned to Harry. His other nipple was now getting its just due, and as Ginny watched, she also began rubbing her hands all over Lavender’s stomach and breasts.

Although she thought about it often, especially lately, Ginny had never before touched another girl in a similar way, and even the light feel she was experiencing through Lavender’s camisole was enough to entice her wildest thoughts. Content for now, Ginny just experienced bliss as she alternately switched attention back and forth from rubbing Lavender’s large breast under her silky layer of cloth, to watching Parvati continue to devour Harry.

It was a shame really that Harry couldn’t see Ginny’s ministrations, but he had enough on his plate already. After leaving his left nipple with a good work out, Parvati made quick work to move right down to his boxers. Play time was over with, and watching Ginny and Lavender had gotten her all excited for some action!

Gripping the waistline of his boxers in her teeth (Snap; another picture), Parvati shimmered down Harry’s body, dragging the offending material with her. She was careful not to scrape her teeth against anything, but her warm and damp breath passed over Harry’s revealed cock as she lowered herself, followed by her hair. Lavender had done it up it braids earlier, but luckily they had fallen apart at some point, and Harry was treated to the most incredible feeling as her straight dark hair tickled and teased his sensitive skin.

Knowing the feelings she was causing, Parvati took great joy in stopping when she was hovered over his thighs, and reversed direction (Snap; another picture). She stroked him with her hair a bit longer before becoming impatient herself, and moving down as far and as fast as she could. The boxers didn’t make it all the way off Harry’s legs with her single move, so Parvati just tore them away in frustration. They ripped in half along the seam, but she didn’t care. What the other girls wanted didn’t matter anymore, because Parvati knew that she at least had no intentions of letting Harry get dressed again that night. And if she could move things along, perhaps he wouldn’t be naked alone for long.

“Well, whatever I was expecting,” Hermione said, examining what Parvati hadoverovered “it wasn’t that. That’s nowhere near seven inches long!”

“That’s because Harry’s not hard anymore,” Lavender said dreamily where she was being treated like a queen in Ginny’s lap. “And if you want to continue with this, and Harry’s not allowed to move, you’ll have to do more than take a few pictures.

“Let’s make a game out of this then, “Ginny suggested. “We can all have a turn trying to get Harry aroused, but the only rule it that we can’t touch him.”

“That’s too hard, and it will take too long,” Parvati complained.

“Well, then you’re just not allowed to touch his penis,” Hermione rectified. “I’m not going to participate, because I’ve got my hands full with the camera, and I’ll need to touch him to measure, but you three can do anything you like except touch his penis.” Getting a look at the wicked grin on Parvati’s face, Hermione added. “With you hands, or any other part of your body!”
u’reu’re no fun,” Parvati pouted, “and you’re too scared to participate to boot.”

“I’m not scared,” Hermione said, “and I’ll have you know I’ve done this before even. I had a boyfriend over the summer, and I gave my first hand job the night before I left for Hogwarts. Don’t look at me like that! He was very s, an, and didn’t pressure me for anything all summer long. I wasn’t ready for sex, but I thought it would be a nice way to thank him. It’s just that it’s weird being Harry and all, and I think I still need some more time, and some more vodka, before I’m drunk enough to do anything with him.”

“There’s a problem though, or haven’t you noticed,” Lavender said, upsetting Ginny as she rose out of her lap, and joined the group in a more participatory role. “The body bind must be preventing him form getting aroused, or else Parvati licking his nipples and teasing him with her hair would have stirred at least some response.”

“Well, we can’t take Harry out of it,” Ginny said, “or else he’ll be sure to not let us. He’s already embarrassed enough as it is.”

“I think that instead of competing against each other,” Hermione speculated, “if you all worked at the same time, you might excitet him so much that the body bind spell won’t matter. I suggest you try that.”

“I’m game!” Lavender quickly agreed. “It’s always more fun when other girls are involved.

Both Parvati and Ginny quickly agreed thme, me, and the race to get Harry hard was on! Parvati was still bent over Harry’s midsection, looking his cock in the eye, but was bored with her position. Getting creative, she pivoted around on her knees, so that she swung her bottom directly above Harry’s head, and her face was still in a prime spot. It was the classic 69 position, only that no touching was allowed; at least not on Parvati’s part. Hermione had onaid aid that the girls were prevented from touching Harry’s cock; she didn’t say anything about other parts of him. With an evil smirk to Hermione, Parvarti adjusted her legs, and sat back on her haunches…right on Harry’s face.

Harry meanwhile had been fully conscious through this all, and had heard everything. At first he was terrified of what the girls would do, but while Parvati had been tickling him with her hair, he had drastically changed his mind. Now, Harry’s couldn’t care less if he was able to move or not, as he would surely let the girls do as they pleased. Still, being frozen in place added an additional element of appeal to the situation, and Harry wasn’t fighting to break the hex.

He was rewarded with his patience a moment later, when Parvati’s ass swung into view, hovering just inches from his nose. Her round ass was teasingly right in front of his face, and because of the loose fit of the teddy she wore, Harry could she right up the front and back of her baby paj pajamas as Parvati shifted her weight. Her breasts were still enclosed in their push-up bra, but the wide expanses of skin from such a provocative angle were even more enticing then he thought seeing her breasts would be. Harry didn’t have much time to think that though, before Parvati practically threw her weight down against Harry’s face. She smelled so good, and with not a small shock, Harry could also register the slight dampness on his nose where Parvati was rubbing herself. It was a good thing Harry had left his glasses on Hermione’s nightstand when he tried to go to sleep, otherwise they would have broken between Parvati’s contracting thighs.

As if that wasn’t enough to arouse him, Lavender had moved to Harry’s feet while Parvati had shifted her weight around, and made to kneel over him herself. Instead of his face though, Lavender without shame sat right on Harry shins, and gripped his thighs right where they joined his hips for support. Then while powering herself with her grip, Lavender began to glide back and forth along Harry’s legs, with his knee bumping her along the way. It was a sexual position she’s seen once in her older sister’s copy of the Kama Sutra, and had always wanted to try. The girl was supposed to orally please the man at the same time she ground herself against his legs as well, but Lavender didn’t mind improvising. Instead she engaged Parvati in soul-sharing kiss filled with heat and passion, and both girls continued to rock.

Ginny was feeling a bit left out, as she’d not acted quickly enough for a good piece of Harry. Sure, she could use his arms to dilly herself, or anything she liked really, but that would only be gratifying to her, not to him. The whole point of this was to help Harry achieve an erection, which by the looks of his growth progress was going to take all their combined efforts. Not knowing what else to do, Ginny launched herself at Harry’s nipples abandoned earlier by Parvati. She knew she responded very strongly when she played with her own, and supposed that given the lack of options, it was the best she could come up with.

They were hard to reach of course, with Parvati’s wriggling body in the way, but Ginny managed to squirm her own way in, and teased him much as she imagined he’d like. After awhile though it got old, and Parvati’s weight on the back of her head was uncomfortable. So Ginny moved on to other body parts, licking and bathing with her tongue every patch of Harry’s skin she could reach. His ribs, his underarms, his bulging biceps; everything got a small taste of Ginny, or rather she got a small taste of Harry. She even managed to work her way into a three-way kiss briefly with Parvati and Lavender, before the less-then-perfect position caused a collection of saliva to drip from Parvati’s chin, and land right on Harry’s dick. With the small splash, it twitched for the first time since Harry had been petrified.

“This spell is really hard to work through,” Ginny said, as she studied the single drop of spit glistening on the shaft of Harry’s dick. “I can see he’s gotten bigger, but only just barely. This is going to take some work.”

“I’m up for the challenge, “Parvati said. “So let’s quit talking and get back to it.”

It was an unspoken agreement then that Parvati, Ginny, and Lavender would not stop their ministrations until they had achieved success, and Harry had achieved an impressive erection.

Lavender had stopped her gliding motion across Harry’s legs, and instead settled for sitting with one of his knobby knees pressed tightly against her damp knickers. A slight rocking motion did the rest of the work for her, and Lavender was well on her way to being pleased. Harry was the goal of her actions though, and as she had the complete upper half of her body available for additional work, she grabbed Hermione’s nearby wand and pressed it to her lips. Once there, she whispered, “Vibro Festinatio,” which caused the wand to vibrate. Then using just the tip of Hermione’s wand, she began tracing along the crease between Harry’s ball sac and his thighs.

“What spell was that?” Ginny couldn’t help but notice the soft buzz from where she was letting more spittle drip off her tongue onto Harry’s dick. She was following the rules and not making contact, but if Parvati bumped her head even the slightest amount, Ginny wouldn’t be able to play innocent anymore.

“That’s my vibrating dildo spell,” Lavender smiled back. “What else do you think Hermione’s been after me to teach her for the past year?”

Hermione looked very pleased on the sidelines now that she’d heard the incantation, and took another picture just as Ginny bent over once again to stick out her tongue. No doubt the picture taken would look lewd and indecent, but again, Ginny maintained a marginal space between her mouth and Harry’s nether regions.

Parvati however was close approaching orgasm, but was frustrated with her lack of movement. Having both Ginny and Lavender pay attention to Harry’s prick was crampihe lhe limited space, so in a huff of annoyance, she stood up over Harry’s face, turned around, and sat back down now facing away from the other girls. She knew however that she had to provide Harry with as much stimulus as she could, so in a last ditch effort before she returned back solely concerned about her own pleasure, Parvati flipped up the bottom of her teddy, exposing Harry’s face between her legs. She was now rubbing her clit against Harry’s chin, but his shining nose and upper lip was evidence that he’d gotten plenty of stimuli already.

Still, looking down at Harry’s starting eyes as she continued to rock and moan on his face was arousing to both of them, and Parvati lost all control as she began using her hands to massage her own breasts, kneading and groping them through the fabric of her teddy. Occasionally she looked down to make eye contact with Harry, and after giving him a saucy smile, returned to her own affairs.

Ginny had nicely covered Harry’s prick with spit by then, and she and Lavender were taking turns blowing cold burst of air across it with soft smiles. Lavender was still rocking, and Ginny had absolutely no contact with Harry at all, since there wasn’t enough room on his stomach for her to straddle him, and still be able to bend over enough to reach his waist. Not knowing what else to do, Ginny settled for simply prying one of his arms away from his body, and bending it at the elbow. Now sticking out from his body at a ninety degree angle near his waist, Ginny had the perfect perch to rest on while she continued kissing Lavender and blowing across Harry’s sticky crotch.

Lavender was letting Ginny do most of the blowing though, as she had taken to move Hermione’s vibrating wand all along Harry’s length, from every conceivable possible angle. She may not be able to touch him herself, but there was nothing in Hermione’s rules that said Lav couldn’t use a wand.

Tracing up Harry’s throbbing vein hidden underneath the satiny skin, Lavender circled his engorged head with the side of the wand, before returning her way down along the crevice between Harry’s cock and belly. Then she moved the wand down the right side to his testicles, where they were tightly drawn against each other. As she continued to grind against his knee, Lav marveled at how the skin pebbled with even the slightest of touches, and how his balls seemed to beat with a heartbeat of their own.

From her position Lavender could also see the pucker of Harry’s ass through the forest of darkly course hair that grew from around the base of his prick, and almost before she realized it, moved her wand to intercept. But at the last minute Lavender paused, not knowing if Harry would enjoy assplay as much as she did herself. Deciding to wait until she could ask him, Lavender instead paid special attention to the small circle of sensitive skin between Harry’s anus and scrotum. Called the perineum, Lavender knew it was one of the most erogenous points on the human body. Hermione wasn’t the only one who studied! Lavender just needed the proper subject to get interested in.

And so all three girls continued to shift and grind on the respective part of Harry’s body they had claimed for their own. He was long past a throbbing purple erection now, but as if by general consensus, the original contest to see who could get Harry hardest had turned into another, more satisfying pursuit. Each of the three girls were now racing towards their own climax, using all their energy and talents to help them along their way. Harry was just benefiting from their actions at that point, and loving every minute of it.

Fortunately for Parvati, not only did she have an early start time advantage, but she also had the ability to bring herself to orgasm faster than anyone other female she knew of. Lavender liked to take things slow and steady; enjoying a thorough build-up before releasing her pleasure; and Ginny on Harry’s outstretched arm had only just gotten started. Both Ginny and Lavender were still enjoying the sensuous feelings coursing through their body as they continued to manipulate themselves against Harry, but Parvati’s scream of animal instinct stopped them both in their tracks.

Still sitting astride Harry’s neck, rubbing against his chin, Parvati had gripped his hair with one hand; forcing him to pay attention to her; as she pinched one exposed nipple with her other. Somehow her breasts had popped free during her cowgirl ride, and she had taken full advantage of the opportunity. In the last moments before she came, she had been hitching her breath staring directly at Harry’s piercing green eyes, almost daring him to make her stop. Her eyes rolled back into her head though as she was sent in oblivion, and her wild thrusting and bucking clicked Harry’s teeth together where her pelvis continued it’s animalistic actions.

Only two minutes later did Lavender and Ginny crawl off Harry when Parvati stopped bucking, knowing that the deed had been done. Harry was dripping his own lubrication now, and a perfectly massive dick was the girl’s prize for their imaginative and enthusiastic endeavors. Parvati collapsed in a heap against the headboards, while Lavender and Ginny made their way up to see what she left behind. Harry was still staring straight ahead, but unlike before he had a Dumbledore twinkle in his eye, after witnessing the glorywhatwhat he’d seen. His face was completely soaked with Parvati’s juices, and a small dribble was making its way down his neck, towards the nape of his neck. Without thinking, Lavender leaned down to lick up the small drop of her lover’s taste, and savored every bit of it. She caught Harry’s surprised look when she did it, and moved to gaze back at him from her hunched position.

“She tastes good, doesn’t she,” Lavender asked the silent man. Harry couldn’t reply, and that alone was torturous. “Don’t worry,” she said as she licked more of Parvarti’s essence from Harry’s face. “Once Parvati gets started, she doesn’t stop. There’s plenty more where that came from.” With another last lick that went from Harry’s chin right past his lips to the tip of his nose, Lavender satiated her fill, and moved away.

Hermione had already taken all the pictures she needed, and while Lavender was playing with Harry, had slipped the measuring tape around the width of his cock to take a measurement. It was mere formality at this point, but she did whistle at the impressive number. Ginny came over to see what the commotion was about (Hermione refused to share her measurement), and all Hermione had to say was…

“Girthy!”

Parvati was calmed enough and able to talk another minute later, and suggested they release Harry from his spell right away so that they wouldn’t loose the mood some of them had worked up. Ginny agreed very quickly as she wanted to experience what she saw Parvati go through, but Hermione stopped them both.

“Um,” she said, still pointing to Harry’s cock, “I think we better wait awhile until he calms back down. From the looks of things, the second we release the spell, Harry’s going to burst like Old Faithful. Ginny and I have yet to have any real fun, there’s plenty more vodka, and the night’s still relatively young. Let’s not retire Harry so early in the night.”

Not liking the decision, but understanding it, Parvati agreed, and spent the next few minutes doing things to Lav behind Harry on the bed that he couldn’t see. Ginny and Hermione were a little shy about it, but spent the time themselves, cleaning all the stickiness from Harry using drying charms that got rid of the moisture. Hermione was going to fix Harry’s boxers too, until Lavender still with the other girl’s wand vanished the offending garment away without breaking in stride from snogging Parvati. Ginny giggled at the knowledge that Harry would have to be naked for the rest of the night, and took the time to study his dick again. Hermione joined her, and this time instead of trying to make it erect, they simply studied the way it looked and moved, as it continued to shrink slowly but surely, and discussed all the things they’d thought would be different from what they’d seen. It was another five minutes before Harry was once again in a semi-hard condition; safe to be released. In that time though, both Ginny and Hermione had learned more about the male anatomy than all the books in Hogwart’s library could have taught them.

“Finite Incantatum!” Hermione said, once she was back in control of her own wand. It had still been vibrating in her hand when Lavender handed it back to her, and Hermione preferred not to think what Lav and Parvati had recently been using it for. Nevertheless, the cancellation spell silenced her wand’s humming, and unfroze Harry all at the same time.

The first thing he did, hysterically enough, was sneeze, then lick his lips. Parvati’s musk had long been dried away, but there was still a lingering taste which Harry considered while he sat up. Once off his back, he noticed that all attention was on him once more, and he was still very naked. Modesty was a thing of the past though after all he’d just been through, and Harry didn’t even attempt to cover himself. In fact, he had to massage his aching balls, because they’d been teased mercilessly for over twenty minutes without release, and as any red-blooded male could attend, that in and of itself was pure torture.

“I guess we’ve crossed a certain line now, haven’t we?” He asked the surrounding females.

“Harry,” Parvati informed him, “we crossed that line the second you got locked in here for the night. What else do you think Ginny was going to be initiated into after drinking a bottle of booze. You coming along was only the icing on the cake.”

“Well then,” Harry said, “I guess this week is looking up for me all of the sudden. I don’t suppose we need to continue with the Truth or Dare then, do we?”

“Yes we do,” Hermione informed him. “Unlike Ginny, I was not going to be involved with Parvati and Lavender’s hedonistic ways, and the only reason why I haven’t gone to bed yet is because I’m drunk and you’re naked. But I will not let this turn into some gaudy orgy, so I suggest contcontinue with the game as we agreed. And remember, I will not let you take my clothes off!”

Ginny and the others looked disappointed at the dismissal of Hermione allowing an orgy, but knew that no matter what, the fun was just starting. Yet, one again it was Harry’s turn to ask someone that age old question, and his sites turned to Ginny, as he had planned what seemed long ago.

“Ginny, truth or dare?

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AN: So, how hot was that? I don’t even know where the idea cameme, me, but I was thinking about poor Nev in SS, and how when he got cursed by Hermione, he was really helplessly frozen, even though he knew what was going on around him. I think this takes bondage to a whole new plateau, but yet I drew back from the real action. I plan to constantly heat up my readers, then douse them with a bucket of cold water, and start again with a new chapter. I’m hoping that by increasing the tension and sexual nature of each chapter, I’ll be able to have one hell of a climatic chapter at the end, with simultaneous orgasms all around. And if the characters manage to cum with all the teenaged boys reading this all over their keyboards, then that will be even better. Ha! My next chapter will probably at least a week from now, as I’ve really got to get some work down on “PoT.” I’ll be back though. I couldn’t stay away if I tried.


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Review Responses:

TiffJ43 – Herm will be involved to some degree, but not as much as some others. She’s still Harry’s friend in my opinion (and in my fic), so that makes the situation weird. Good thing there’s plenty of alcohol though! Don’t look for any hidden H/Hr hints though. I don’t sail any particular ship, but if I did, it wouldn’t be H/Hr.

Jeannette – Wasn’t a dare, but I think you’ll agree it was just as good!

HermioneGreen – Multiple is a myth, among guys at least. The best we can do is cause them in the woman we love, and make them forget about our shortcomings. Just got done with you at the chat, and I hop you can wait for next chap. Be at least a week

Dee – Some Harry/Ginny action next chapter, I promise!

Natasha – If you’re curious about girl on girl action, then let me be your guide to all the best lesbian relationships have to offer. Future chapters will contain detailed instruction. In return, you have to write aiew iew or email about all you’re willing to share.

Muddgutts – I sent you an email you haven’t responded to yet, but if you would llike to illustrate something, I would love you to. Please reply to my email, or send one to me if it didn’t get through. Love you pics by the way! They’re really good. I was expecting crap, but was pleasantly surprised.

Lorett – Yes I’m a guy, and proud of it and all my guy parts! I wonder why so many women like this fic when it’s clearly writto tto turn a guy on. I guess it’s just an added bonus, and girls have more bisexual fantasies than even I realized. That fact itself is hot! Tell me what you specificall like and don’t like in the future, so I know what to include more of. If you think anything I write is demeaning towards women as well, then please let me know. I don’t think I’ll have anything like that though included. I’m pretty straight-shooting when it comes to sex and what turns me on. No Draco in this fic though. He’s icky, yuck! And just one penis is fine with me. Two’s a crowd.

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