Rubbing One Out

Author\'s Note: Harry Potter and related material belong to JK Rowling; may she, and the HP fandom, forgive me for what I\'m about to do with these beloved canons.

This fic contains graphic, violent, non-consensual sexual situations.

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\"Open up, Potter,\" Malfoy demanded.


\"Get that thing off me,\" Harry managed to say through clenched teeth.


\"Open that filthy mouth so you can taste your own filthy arse, Potter,\" Malfoy commanded fiercely, but Harry wasn\'t having it.


\"Get it off me first!\"


\"Bothering you, is it?\" Malfoy said suddenly with overacted concern. Harry choked out a stuttering protest as Malfoy moved away from Harry\'s head, swiftly taking Harry\'s captive cock in a tight fist.


Harry writhed and groaned under his breath, \"No, stop, oh, no,\" as Malfoy began pumping Harry as fast as he could. \"No, please, take it off!\"


Zabini watched Malfoy intently jerking Harry, as Harry lay writhing and jumping, red faced and moaning. \"You have to let him off soon, Draco.\"


\"Not yet,\" snapped Malfoy, a vindictive expression on his face. Harry was taking gasping breaths, his head lolling around as it swam with the intensity of sensation, lifting his hips unmistakably into Malfoy\'s fist. \"Look, he likes it.\" Zabini shrugged, seemingly indifferent. Malfoy leaned forward to take just the head of Harry\'s heavily pulsing penis into his mouth, flicking his tongue madly.


Zabini had positioned himself between Harry\'s outstretched legs, prodding Harry\'s lube-greasy hole with tip of his furiously rigid cock, edging in but having trouble due to Harry was now unavoidably grinding into Malfoy\'s masterful mouth. Malfoy suddenly ripped his lips away from Harry\'s twitching dick. \"Is it still bothering you?\" Malfoy asked tauntingly, wiping a little saliva from his twistedly smiling lips.


Harry was looking at Malfoy in a deeply frustrated and confused state; his body was arched and rigid, screaming for release. He was stationary enough so that Zabini could get in at a good angle; he pushed into Harry unceremoniously, roughly, fully. Harry just screamed. He was simply overloaded with sensation, and he couldn\'t help screaming again.


\"Take your medicine, Potter.\" Malfoy insisted, thrusting his cum-dribbling knob into Harry\'s mouth. Now Harry obediently began to suck, as best he could recreating what he had felt on his own body. Zabini was throwing his considerable full weight into Harry\'s ass, leaning on Harry\'s suspended thighs for leverage.


At this angle, Malfoy\'s stiff sac was slapping Harry\'s brow as he forced himself deeper, enjoying feeling Harry gag and convulse beneath him. Malfoy also took it on himself to twist Harry\'s nipples between his merciless fingers, as Zabini cupped his hands around Harry\'s ass, holding him firm as the frenzied fucking became faster still. Harry was stricken; the breath seemed to go out of him.


Struggling dearly, Harry pulled away from Malfoy\'s pumping hips, squeaking out, \"He is going to tear me in half! I felt something tear!\"


Malfoy was lazily beating Harry around the face with his penis. \"Get on with it, or do I have to teach you another lesson?\" He snarled, giving Harry\'s left nipple a hard pinch with his fingernails.


Harry grudgingly opened and puckered his mouth for Malfoy. As Malfoy resumed grinding into Harry\'s face, a new sensation was flooding Harry. Zabini\'s huge phallus was at first like a knife, jabbing and slicing at Harry\'s tender insides. But now, it was nudging, nudging Harry insistently to new unbearable -could it be?- pleasures. Malfoy was gripping Harry\'s nipples with his whole fist as he leaned on Harry\'s chest for support.


\"Draco,\" Zabini said huskily, \"Ready?\"


Draco was clearly savoring Harry\'s warm and accommodating mouth. \"Yeah, almost,\" he replied slowly.


\"Let him off first,\" Zabini said throatily.


Harry noticed that Draco had reached, presumably, for his wand, as Draco had stopped humping his mouth momentarily. There was a muttered incantation, and---


Harry heard himself scream around Malfoy\'s prick. Harry\'s hips bucked out of control as the pressure on his cock was at last removed, the dam opening. Painful, at first. Terribly painful. This was softened, however, by the overpowering rapture sweeping through his body as he squirted repeatedly, spattering his large and very hot load over his own chest.


\"Look at him go!\" Zabini grinned, as he grabbed Harry\'s cock to pump and brutally squeeze the last spurts from Harry\'s writhing hips.


Malfoy had been looking at Harry\'s anguished climax, and it sent him over the edge. Although having Harry swallow his load was an option that was greatly appealing, he pulled his cock from Harry\'s mouth and aimed himself so that his thick cum dribbled lazily over Harry\'s nose and mouth. Malfoy was savoring the last waves of ecstasy, quite pleased with how good Harry looked wearing his spunk.


At last, Harry felt Zabini slide out of him, leaving something of an empty space that he had never experienced before. Zabini also thought it was fitting to decorate Harry with his cum, shooting all over Harry\'s thighs.


The pair of Slytherins took a few moments to catch their breath and admire their handiwork.


\"Best I\'ve ever seen Potter look,\" Malfoy said.


Harry\'s head was reeling as he lay dangling by the magical restraints, his cock seeming to want to retreat into his abdomen. He felt sticky and sore, and was wondering if his body could ever be his own again.


\"What do you want to do with him?\"


Malfoy narrowed his eyes. \"I\'ve got an idea.\"


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\"Harry? Harry?\"


In a sea of pain and darkness, Harry seemed to hear to his name called, from far away.


\"Bloody hell!\"


Someone was gripping Harry\'s arm tightly and shaking him roughly.


\"Harry! Oh, God, oh God, oh God....\"


Harry opened one of his eyes. The other seemed painfully unwilling to open. \"Ron?\"


\"Harry what the hell happened? What happened?\" Even Ron\'s freckles looked pale. The sight of Harry bloodied and in a heap on the locker room floor had stolen all the warmth from his body.


\"What do you mean?\" Harry groaned, suddenly aware of his body aching seemingly in all places.


\"What--what--do I mean?\" Ron struggled to help Harry sit up. \"I thought you were dead when I came in here. You\'re covered in blood... and....\" Ron\'s expression was horrified.


\"Stop!\" Harry said, struggling free of Ron\'s grasp. \"There\'s something... inside of me!\" He writhed on the floor, groping his own ass. \"Something sharp in my ass!\"


There had never been much doubt that Ron was Harry\'s best friend, the one on whom Harry could count on no matter what. Nevertheless, it was a sincere testament to their relationship that without hesitation, Ron pulled apart Harry\'s ass cheeks to locate whatever might be impaling his friend.


Dumbfounded, Ron extracted Harry\'s wand from deep in his canal. \"Harry, what the fuck happened? Who did it to you? I\'ll kill them, I swear I will,\" Ron had never looked more fierce.


Harry was rubbing his sticky face, unable to look at Ron, but staring from the corner of his eye at his own wand in Ron\'s hand. \"I don\'t know,\" he lied.


\"You don\'t know?\"


\"I was showering--and then.... Nothing. I don\'t remember anything.\"


\"Nothing?\"


\"Nothing.\"


The two sat in silence for a long time. Finally, Ron said, \"You know you could tell me if you did remember?\"


Harry nodded his head.


\"Do you want to see Madam Pomfrey?\" Ron asked.


Harry shook his head emphatically.


\"Right... Let\'s get you cleaned up then.\"



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