Just a rumour

Draco had been unable to sleep. There were still people down in the Common Room celebrating the successful return of Lord Voldemort. Draco hadn’t felt like celebrating as he was in a very bad mood. Before anyone started to talk to him, Draco had smoothly snuck off to his dormitory. At about one in the morning, the party finally began to die down. Draco had been lying awake in his bed for the past two hours thinking about Harry tossing and turning, trying to get those glamorous emerald eyes out of his head.

His bed was starting to make him sweat but it could have also been the effect of his thoughts. Draco stood up and went into the showers. As he stood in the shower, Draco’s mind went back to Harry and his gorgeous ass. “Bloody Potter! Always has to ruin everything I do!” Draco, was still ranting when Blaise walked in. Without making a noise, Blaise stood and watched as Draco stroked his own cock, trying to soothe it. Blaise was too busy watching Draco masturbate, that he didn’t realise that his own penis was waiting for attention.

“Malfoy, who are you talking to?” Blaise asked, subconsciously, whilst Draco moved his hips every time he moved his arm. Draco didn’t turn to at Blaise; he didn’t even stop what he was doing.

“I am talking to myself, who else would it be?” Draco replied. He knew it was Blaise, stood watching him shower, and that Blaise was also naked. “Are you just going to stand there all night watching me shower or are you going to come and join me? I know I have a nice arse but you don’t need to gawp at it!” Draco said. He grabbed hold of Blaise’s arm, pulling him into the shower with him. To Blaise, Draco had accidentally stroked his cock making him shiver, but really Draco had knowingly done it.

Draco looked Blaise up and down and noticed how he had fully developed a six pack, and that he had also become taller. To Draco, Blaise looked like a sexgod. Draco licked his lips hungrily, as he looked at how big Blaise’s penis was. Leaning forward, Draco gently kissed Blaise.

Moving closer to Draco, Blaise gently pushed him up against the wall; sandwiching his body against Draco’s and rubbing his hands up and down his body. Draco swung round, pressing Blaise up against the wall with the water gushing down on them.

Bucking his hips forward, Draco pulled Blaise down onto the floor. They both paused for air. Draco was on top of Blaise with their cocks rubbing up against each other, begging for release. Blaise looked at Draco and smiled.

“You want to finish this in a more comfortable bed?” Blaise asked Draco, rolling the both over again and pressing down hard into Draco’s hot, wet body.

“Well seeing as you insist on carrying on, who am I to disobey you?” Draco smirked, leading Blaise towards their dormitory.

Swinging down onto his bed, Draco let Blaise do what he liked. It was obvious Blaise wanted to suck Draco dry. As Blaise sucked on him hard, Draco’s thoughts went back to Harry. He began to imagine that it was Harry sucking him off instead of Blaise. Thinking of Harry made Draco moan louder, every time Blaise wrapped his tongue around his throbbing member.

Suddenly Draco found himself on all fours and he felt Blaise thrusting his hips behind him, his penis hitting his prostrate each time, making him gasp for air. By the look on Draco’s face, Blaise knew that Draco was enjoying it as much as he was. Sliding into Draco a few more times, Blaise reached his orgasm and came into Draco’s arse.

Blaise moaned as his body unclenched. As he slid out of Draco, Draco moved and began to lick the rest of Blaise’s come off of his cock. Once Draco had finished Blaise, went back to Draco’s still weeping cock. He didn’t have to do much as Draco was already very close. After a few sucks and moans, Draco finished and came straight into Blaise’s mouth. Blaise swallowed every last drop that Draco gave him. Blaise kissed Draco goodnight and then went back to his won bed. That night the one thing that was on Draco’s mind was Harry Potter.