The Secret Life of Pansy Parkinson

After Pansy removed her hand, Blaise put his bits and pieces away. It was time to return the favor. His hand wandered up her thigh, and then under her short skirt.

Without the gentleness of girls, he shoved his hand into her. Pansy bit her tounge to keep from making a noise.

\"Mr. Zabini! Miss Parkinson!\"

Blaise and Pansy turned around, nervously looking at eachother. Behind them stood Professor McKinsey, their Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher that all the Gryffendors loved, and the Slytherins feared. She grinned maliciously at them. Then she said in a loud, carrying voice:

\"Mr. Zabini, what is your hand doing up Miss Parkinson\'s skirt?\"

Blaise blushed slightly and remained silent.

\"Well, let me look then.\" She reached over, and pulled Pansy\'s skirt up.

\"It appears as if you are fumbling around in a very private part of Miss Parkinson. Please explain yourselves.\"

Both Pansy and Blaise were blushing crimson now, all eyes were on them and most people were snickering behind their hands.

\"Well... I... you see... I... um... slipped?\" Blaise supplied, stuttering.

Professor McKinsey laughed.

\"He slipped!\"

Pansy leaned over towards her. She had an idea. If it worked with Snape and with Vector, then why not?

\"Maybe, I could make it up to you, Professor,\" she purred, and to her surprise, Professor McKinsey gave in that easily.

\"Tonight. My quarters.\"

And she walked away, telling everyone to mind their own business.

Blaise looked at Pansy, and smiled, relieved. Without a word he got up and left the table. Pansy was used to this, that was how Blaise Zabini was. One moment you were having some fun, the next he was gone. She sighed. Maybe the Slytherins were done practising by now, and she could get Draco to fuck her.

Pansy got up and headed for the the Slytherin locker rooms. Upon arriving, she first peeked in through the door, not letting any of them notice her. Pansy almost laughed out loud at what she saw. There were Vincent and Gregory both wrapped in towels, the others were in the showers.

Vincent walked over to Gregory.

\"Hey, Greg,\" he said, trying to make his voice sound raspy and sexy, but succeeding only in sounding as though he had a rather nasty cold.

\"Vinnie,\" the other boy said, also trying the sexy-voice-thing and failing.

Greg moved close to Vinnie, and layed his arms around his neck. Vinnie shut his eyes and sighed, as though this was the best moment of his life. When he reopened his eyes, they were dark with desire, just like Greg\'s.

Slowly, Vinnie began to trail kisses up his lovers collerbone, then up the cheek and face, showering nose, ears, eyelids, forehead with light, soft kisses, then he moved his mouth to Greg\'s mouth, and kissed it very lightly.

Instantly Greg moved to deepen the kiss, until the boys were chewing eachother\'s tounges contentedly. When the boys needed air and ended their passionate kiss, Vinnie dropped to the ground and tore the white towel from Greg\'s muscular body. Greg\'s errection pressed into Vinnie\'s cheek, as Vinnie began to massage it.

One hand up, one hand down, roughly pumping Greg\'s penis. Vinnie stopped just before Greg cummed, and took the damp tip into his mouth. He let his tounge swirl around the tip teasingly, before pulling back, and in one move swallowing the enire length. Pansy marveled at this amazing stunt, as Greg\'s shaft was the biggest she had ever seen before.

Vinnie kept the penis down his throat, and took Greg\'s balls into his hands. He squeezed them lightly, then began massaging each one lovingly, taking his mouth off of Greg\'s penis, to lick each of the hairy balls. Then he took the errection back into his mouth, and began pumping it furiously with his lips, as Greg fucked his mouth hard. When Greg cummed, Vinnie swallowed everything, before moving his tounge to lick the errection clean.

Then Vinnie stood once more, and Greg pulled the towel from his sweaty body. For a long time, the two boys just stood there naked and embraced, whispering their undying love to eachother. So they weren\'t just having some sport. They were gay. Pansy barely stifled a giggle. Lucky Draco, gay bodyguards.

Her eyes were pulled back to Vincent and Gregory, however, as Vinnie tunrned around and dropped to all fours. Greg leaned over him, and began to lick his butthole, pushing the cheeks open wide, and delving the tounge in as far as it would go. He licked the insides, opening Vinnie with his obviously expert tounge.

When Vinnie was slick and open wide, Greg leaned over Vinnie once more, this time dropping to all fours above him, the tip of his shaft teasing him. Vinnie moaned loudly.

\"Take me now, Greg. I\'m yours forever. Fuck me like you\'ve never fucked before!\"

\"And I\'m yours, Vinnie. I love you!\"

Greg suddenly thrust his shaft into Vinnie\'s hole, pounding relentlessly, thrusting in and out, in and out. Pansy found her hand on her flower, as she watched this show.

Greg fucked him hard and long, until both boys were taken by their orgasms, and collapsed into eachothers arms. There they lay, kissing and touching eachother, rubbing errections.