Girls & Boys

Oh, that boy's a slag,

The best you ever had,

the best you ever had







Chapter 8







Harry balked to see the Slytherin bombshell standing there, his mouth hung open in shock. For a brief, inexplicable second, he thought it might be Luna in disguise trying to Polyjuice her way back into his good graces. Then the girl let out a sharp laugh, her surprise rapidly turning to sarcastic glee as she surveyed the saucy scene.



“What the hell is SHE doing here?!” Hannah demanded to know.





Katie now looked a bit uncomfortable at the charge, while Daphne crossed her arms in a gloat. At the outburst, Kelley—who had still been engaged in slobbering over his knob—pulled herself off and looked behind her to see what all the commotion was about.





“Bloody hell, Katie, I didn’t say you could invite any fookin’ Slytherins!” she bellowed.





But Daphne only clucked back at the girls in her contemptuous drawl. “Well, well, well. If I hadn’t seen this with my own eyes, I wouldn’t have believed it. You prissy cunts tarted up and going to London on the BWL? Quelle surprise. I think I might even be impressed.”





“B-W-L?” Harry echoed back in utter confusion, the explanation dawning on him a second later. He wondered for a moment just how many nicknames and acronyms the students had for him.





“Yeah, well, we’re not really concerned with your impressions, Daphne; we were talking to Katie. Do you want to explain the meaning of this?” Su arched a brow as she directed her question to the Chaser who was looking redder by the minute.





“Ah, sorry. She cornered me yesterday after overhearing you tell me about the gig, yeah? She’d heard the entire conversation; what was I going to say? I couldn’t very well deny it. And she, uh, sort of blackmailed me into bringing her. I don’t think it will be so bad, though; Daphne’s pretty cool about the whole arrangement. She just wanted in on the action.” Katie shrugged one shoulder in her defeat as if declaring their hands tied.





“Yes, I want action, and lots of it,” Daphne enthused. “Please, ladies, don’t let us interrupt your attentive ministrations. Harry looked like he was quite enjoying himself.” But Harry was having none of it; she had never even approached him before and he wasn’t buying her sudden interest.





“Oi!” he waylaid Kelley with a hand to her forehead as she descended to his knob again. He attempted to sit up while he glared at the three at the door, not worrying that his kit was off and his todger hard and slickened. “Hang about; when have you ever shown any desire to get to know me, Daphne, let alone get on my stick? Why are you here? I smell a rat.” He was automatically suspicious of the girl just for being in the house he hated with a dirty passion, but he wasn’t about to let her join them until he had a satisfactory answer for her presence.





“Oh, there’s a rat, alright, and I’m bloody well looking at two of them, you little bitches. Mind telling me, Harry, why your ex-girlfriend was using her little suckbot, here, to bribe Andrew Vaisey into stealing one of my hairs for your kinky sex games?” Daphne pressed, glaring back at Su while her hands rested on her hips.





Su had turned a shade of scarlet when Harry glanced over at her. He had never really questioned the girls on how they’d extracted Daphne’s hair to begin with and the explanation surprised him. Just how did Luna manage to coerce Su into helping and what exactly had transpired? He waited with the rest of them for her to expound.





“Uh, how did you find out about that? Were you eavesdropping again?” Su’s voice dripped with her derision, but there was still some pinkness in her cheeks when she looked at her accuser. Harry thought the Ravenclaw appeared flushed and perhaps a bit turned on around Daphne and he was instantly intrigued.





“Damn straight, I was eavesdropping. Vaisey is full of secrets, but he only tells me about his sexual conquests when he thinks it can work to his advantage, as if. I heard him telling Terry Boot that Luna had been sniffing around for a strand of my hair, obviously for use in a Polyjuice Potion, and she’d talked you into giving Vaisey a knob noshing for his troubles after he got one off of me. So, I’m wondering just what kind of relationship you have with your wacked-out roommate, number one, and just how Harry enjoyed screwing my likeness, number two. I’m willing to bet the real thing will be a darn sight better.” Her full attention turned to Harry now, and he gulped when he saw heat flash in her eyes; her desire for him springing like a cat on his haunches up to her face. His mind worked furiously to figure out a way to prevent Su from dropping that it was he who had been getting screwed as Daphne’s likeness. Would it be too much to expect her to keep quiet about that detail?





“And I’m bloody curious about you, Harry. I guess we all know why you got busted with Luna and Su now. How fitting that Harry Potter is into threesomes, isn’t it? Alas, I did have to endure Andrew tell me all about the sordid gang-bang your nutter of a girlfriend engaged in before you two hooked up. She’s apparently the school bicycle. But then she decides to settle down with you, and I’m wondering, just what prowess does the Chosen One possess for an over-sexed bint like that to be so taken with you? I admit; I’m dying to find out.”





“Ewww, gross! Luna was in a gang-bang with that creep and who else?” Padma exclaimed. She’d walked over to the bed and was slipping off her shoes and socks as she got comfortable amidst the group. Hannah and Katie had a distasteful expression on their faces as well, but Su appeared downright shocked.





“She did what?!” When she looked back at Harry, her face softened as some measure of understanding passed her features. “Oh, bollocks, Harry. Did you know about that before you got together?” All of the girls stared back at him now with those wide, dewy eyes as if ready to pounce on him in their need to give comfort.





Harry gritted his teeth and rolled his eyes, sighing heavily. “No. I didn’t.” His words were clipped and perfunctory but the girls hovered around him anyway, petting his hair and rubbing at his back like he was some pathetic tool.





“When did you find out?” Padma asked breathlessly, but he glared back at her balefully in answer. It seemed quite obvious to the rest of them when he’d become aware of the fact.





“Wow, so Luna really does have a thing for orgies, doesn’t she? That would explain a lot.” Su stroked Harry’s arm in what was most likely meant to be affectionately soothing but only came off as patronizing to him. He bristled at their touch. Both Daphne and Katie had migrated to the circle, as well, and were looking for a space on the bed.





“Look, can we not talk about that, please? Are we going to fuck or what?” he growled. He didn’t want their pity, he wanted them to treat him like an object; to use him for their gratification and stop analyzing things so much. If they would just start giving him some demands, he could slip into that space of simply disappearing into their whims. His hard-on had flagged in his irritation and he was desperate to get his body back in its stimulated phase.





“Ooh, touchy lad; aren’t we? And so forward, too. So, just how many times have you done this, Harry? I heard Su tell Katie that it was ‘your scene’ to please a bunch of girls at one time. You’re as big of a slut as Luna, or what?” Daphne inquired.





Harry frowned. “Guys can’t be sluts. Can they?” He looked to the other girls inquisitively. It didn’t sound appropriate, although he did like it when Luna called him such names.





“Of course they can, Harry,” Hannah answered. “Did you think it was some sort of biological imperative of your gender to have it off with as many birds as they can and that you lot shouldn’t ever suffer the moral judgments of society? Is that what you believe? Hardly seems fair, does it? Men get to sleep around and no one thinks anything of it, but, Merlin forbid, a girl has the guff to sleep with more than one bloke. Then she’s the town harlot. What a load of waffle.”





The rest of the girls pondered the questions Hannah posed, but Daphne was quick to agree. “Oh, totally. And most of the time, the gits can’t fuck you proper to save their knobs, and we’re just supposed to settle for that? I don’t think so. You have to wade through a lot of shite to get to a diamond. Blokes who know how to get me off are the only ones worth my time,” she insisted, her gaze sweeping over Harry’s now resuming erection. She flicked her eyes up at him and let her hand hover over the head of his cock as she leaned across the bed on her belly. “May I?” she asked pointedly.





As distrustful as he was of the Slytherin, it was still Daphne Greengrass. Hot and sexy as hell, Daphne Greengrass; whose body he’d used to have amazing orgasms. He stared at her hand as he gave up his reservations. “Uh, yeah, sure,” Harry permitted; getting aroused again with the idea of them all eager to use his mouth and prick. He could smell the excitement from their wet cunts waft over him. Daphne’s grip was smooth as she slid it up and down his shaft gently, watching the glistening bell with the attention of a hunter to its prey.





“So, now that we’ve established you’re a manwhore, what are you going to do for us, slut?” The other girls tittered in their discomfort and shyness, but Harry stared right back into Daphne’s piercing green eyes and held her gaze.





“Whatever you want,” he breathed.





He had leaned back to rest on his elbows again as the girls gathered closer around him in a circle. Daphne continued with the handjob while the others cooed and stroked his body in various patches. Katie tentatively reached out to run a hand across his ballsac and he thrust up at the contact, eliciting a deep moan from him that froze the girls for a moment as they watched his reactions. Then their stroking became harder and more assertive, some pinching to his nipples and thighs mixing in with the massage.





“Right, so what is Harry good at, Su?” Daphne asked the Asian girl now bent over to nibble at Harry’s neck. Su peeled her lips from him and moaned out a reply, her face dreamy with her eyes closed.





“Oh, he likes it when you climb on his face. Harry gives great head. He knobs like a dream, too. He does this winding thing with his hips that just blows your tits off, the penetration is so good. And speaking of tits, Harry loves them in his face to nosh on. He’s a big fan of boobs.”





The response to that was immediate; the girls who had already divested themselves of tops leaning forward for Harry to attend to their breasts, while the others began pulling away blouses and jumpers in frenzied motions. Kelley had merely pulled the cups of her bra down in order for Harry to lick at her nipples most enthusiastically while Hannah unsnapped hers to drop it to the bed and put one of his hands on top of a soft, full mound. He instinctively gripped tighter, his hand not quite covering it, then stroked gently while rubbing lightly across the nipple. He could feel Daphne’s hold on his cock become doubled, as if another hand was joining in the up and down movement, and when someone’s hand slid into his hair and wrenched his head back forcefully, he groaned deeply as he was pulled away from Kelley’s tit.





“Holy shite, that’s hot,” Hannah breathed next to him, but Harry’s mouth was being utilized at the moment as Padma kissed him eagerly. Someone else was kissing his cheek, creeping up to the side of his lips as if waiting to cut in, and when he could feel a mouth settle around the glans of his prick, his own opened lustily in anticipatory sounds as Padma’s tongue dived in. The grip was still tight in his hair, which he liked, but he wasn’t sure whose extremities belonged to whom at this point. His arms curved around waists and his hands clutched round bottoms as he pulled the girls closer to him, but when the kisses on his cock moved to his stomach then crept up to his chest, he lifted against the hold on his head to see the advancement of the gorgeous Slytherin like a great, wild cat in the jungle getting ready to pounce on its dinner. Her eyes were fixed to his once more and it was as though the other girls sensed a power shift and moved aside when Daphne got close enough to his mouth.





She kissed him slowly at first, her tongue licking the outside of his mouth before plunging in rather dominantly. He let her explore the inside, feeling her tongue against his teeth and then her suckling on his bottom lip. When she drew back, Daphne had straddled his groin and pulled up her low cut sweater with one sweep, her body stretching upwards in the action while they all stared at her beautiful figure as if hypnotized. Ironically, her brassiere was quite plain and nondescript, but she was quick to unclasp it and reveal those bountiful breasts, so at odds with the rest of her tiny frame. Even surrounded by amazing tits like Su’s and Katie’s, Harry thought Daphne’s pair were exemplary, seemingly suspended as if gravity held no power over her, the nipples pebbled like pink buttons, and they beckoned him in their perfection. She arched her back in offering and Harry was quick to give thanks with his mouth. He tried not to get too caught up, though, his hands still moving over the others, whatever was close to him, reaching for cunts and breasts where he could as he suckled the glorious poundage in his face.





Then Daphne was pushing him by the shoulders until he was falling back to the bed. Padma and Kelley joined in, pressing him to the mattress while they all stared down at him. Daphne still watched him even as she shuffled around to get her skirt and panties off, never losing eye contact. When she was nude, they all held their breath in recognition. Harry had already seen her body, had felt it even, but was still awed to see it in its proper place.





“Right, so let’s see how this motor drives,” she exhaled, shifting her bum upward while the girls held him down until her cunt was right over his face. It was as hairless as he’d experienced, and the image reminded him of Luna for a solitary second. But then his thoughts were swiftly moving to the feel of Daphne’s pink petals as he mouthed her bits, his tongue darting out and searching for that nub of nerve endings. Hearing her moan wantonly only heightened his desire to do better, wanting her to fuck his mouth savagely in her need to get off to his efforts. Someone, or someones, had taken it upon themselves to suck on his cock while he was occupied, and this further enflamed him, his mind split between both sensations. When he gave a full, deep groan into her cunt in answer, there seemed to be a charge in the air as if a switch had been turned on. Suddenly, the hands were more fevered in their groping, the tugging on his prick more insistent, and Daphne snapped her hips as she began to pound her cunt into his gob.





Harry was deep in his haze now, and he kept up his pace until he could feel Daphne’s insides flutter on his tongue, knowing she was close and eager to give her a resounding finish. He took away his left hand from the body it was currently groping and paired two fingers to slide into the girl, his lips and teeth going tight around her clit as she took hold of his hair and gripped it in bunches in her zeal, her pelvis slapping against his nose and cheeks. He could hear her groan in fits and starts as she whined to get to her release and when he hooked his fingers back for a second and sucked hard, he felt that tremor run into his mouth and the resulting gush that followed. Daphne let out a loud, long moan until her orgasm was over.





When she’d removed herself from his chin, he could see Hannah and Kelley down below at his crotch still working on him, their faces rhapsodic as they took turns sucking and stroking various parts of it. He opened his legs a little hoping they would get the idea to explore a little further down, as well. In his sightline, Harry could see that Katie was now down to her knickers and was rubbing Daphne’s shoulders in the girl’s post-glow, those pendulous breasts up against the luscious girl’s back. They looked gorgeous together and Harry hoped Daphne was agreeable to more of that. Su was helping Padma get her jeans off as she prepared to climb on Harry’s face next. Before she did, however, both Su and Padma bent down to kiss him again, the three of them pushing their lips up against each other awkwardly but enjoying the contact all the same. Once Padma had lifted up a leg to straddle his mouth, Su lay down beside him and rubbed her minge against his thigh while she licked at his nipple again. Harry let his hand slide down to cup her cunt. She’d taken off everything by now and his fingers were soaked almost immediately as he worked them into her waiting hole.





Su was gyrating on his hand in no time, her body shifted so that she was up on her knees and her moans coming freely. Harry noticed how the light in the room was changing, as if someone was playing randomly with switches altering the colors and shading. A slow beat emanated from somewhere in their space, the pulsing of music a sexy accompaniment to their activity. It sounded very Middle Eastern and hypnotic. He tilted his head back further so he could scan all the way up Padma’s smooth skin, her warm tones suffused to cinnamon by the lighting. When he slid his tongue inside her further and let it undulate in the tight space, she jumped up and came down hard on his mouth, her eyes closed in ecstasy. He loved seeing their faces like that and would do anything for them to make it happen. That blissful countenance did something to his sense of worth and power, even as he wished for them to push him afterward, the way Luna could so effortlessly. He could see her face glowing in his mind’s eye as she would come, or the way her eyes turned to saucers when she become so enraptured by the things she was doing to his body.





But Luna wasn’t here and he was with six girls who wanted to get off all over him. Harry was ready to oblige them all so he pushed the dreamy girl from his thoughts as he felt the approach of two more sets of hands on his torso. He went to put his free hand up to play with Padma’s breasts and she grabbed his wrist tightly, putting one of his fingers in her mouth while she sucked, her bounces on his face never relenting.





“Ah, fuck, I always knew he’d be packing. You could see the bulge in his Quidditch gear,” a voice, Daphne it sounded like, spoke into the soundtrack of heavy breathing and light moans. “Give us a turn, girls. You can have it back in a bit.”





His hand was starting to ache as Su continued to wrench her body around on it, positioning it so she could use his extended digits like a dildo, doing her own hard bouncing and sending a pain through his wrist. He didn’t care, though, and only focused his attention to the feel of more tongues and lips swirling on his dick. A pair of fingers pressed against his balls and scooped them up, twisting and tugging while a throat worked to fit over his knob. Harry was limited in his movement, almost pinned to the bed with all of their weight pressing down on him. It appeared that someone was lying across his stomach and when he tried to angle his head to the side of Padma’s body without stopping what he was doing, he could see Katie reaching over to lick at Su’s tits while the girl whined and thrust her body up and down.





There was another presence at his head suddenly; Padma’s breathing becoming more labored as hands stroked the breast that Harry wasn’t holding. When one hand slid down to trail over his face, ghosting over his nose and eyelids while he tongue-fucked the girl on top of him, he sighed into the silky flesh in his contentment. A mouth bent down to his ear and whispered her encouragement, her other fingers walking over his neck to play with the gold chain resting against his skin. The pulse in the hollow of his throat beat against her touch.





“You’re so fucking sexy, Harry,” she breathed and he turned his face for a moment so he could take her lips to his, the juices covering his cheeks spreading to hers. By the blonde hair falling across his face, he assumed it was Hannah kissing him, but then Padma was grabbing hold of the sides of his head again and fixing him back to that nub of hers. He had dutifully gone back to licking her bits when one of the girls took his bollocks in their mouth and sucked hard. Harry’s groan ran through Padma to the top of her head when he bit down and she lit up in an instant with shouts across the room as her issue trickled onto his tongue.





It took a few more minutes of Padma coming back down from her high while still rubbing her sensitive gash across his lips and Harry was definitely starting to feel it in his jaw. As soon as he was able to get her to move off, he was trying to sit up so he could stretch his back and see what else was happening around him. Padma slid her bum to the bed, but she still managed to wrap her arms around Harry’s neck and leave light kisses on the side of his cheekbone. Hannah was on his other side tonguing his ear, which he found ticklish and kind of strange, but his focus was turned to the girls adjusting over his groin as he bent his body upwards. Su was still using his hand and he decided he needed to hurry her along so he could alleviate the ache traveling up his arm.





“Su, come over here,” he spoke softly as the girls turned to take note of her needy face and bouncing torso, Katie still holding on to one tit with her teeth.





Harry patted Katie’s shoulder and when the girl glanced back at him, he got her to help him maneuver Su to lie back on his lap, his wrist pumping as he continued finger fucking her. Daphne and Kelley had shifted backwards to let her occupy the space, but Kelley moved over to hold on to Su’s head as the rest watched. Harry was diligent in working the girl closer to her orgasm, but as he let his eyes dart around the room, he wondered who was going to step forward in this little group and start directing the action. He had expected it would be Daphne; there was a natural leader in her bitchiness, but she was simply watching eagerly with the rest, her tongue constantly licking at her bottom lip as her mouth hung open. Katie went back to tending to Su’s voluptuous breasts and eventually the other girls took her cue and started to stroke them, too. Yet, Su was still taking her sweet time to come so Harry asked Daphne to grab hold of Su’s thigh closest to her and spread her a bit wider. The girl moaned deeply when her leg was splayed back, her cunt on display for them all as Harry’s fingers sped in and out.





“Do you want me to finger your arse, too?” he suddenly asked her out of the blue.





It had just occurred to him that he would have liked it if he’d been Su right now. Frankly, he was surprised she hadn’t demanded it already. However, he had not expected all the other faces in the room to snap to his in wide-eyed alarm at the suggestion. But Su had her eyes shut tight, and they could clearly see her nod her head up and down as she moaned louder for them. He wasn’t going to be able to do it positioned the way they were now, so he nodded his head to Katie again to garner her assistance in shifting the Ravenclaw to the bed. Once he got out from under Su’s body, his fingers still buried inside her, he kneeled down at her quim and changed places with his hands; the wet digits that exited slipping down to the posterior hole and coating the wrinkled skin there.





“Hannah, pull her other leg towards you,” he directed.





They stretched the girl’s legs open even further and Su was now avidly whining her arousal. When Harry tentatively pressed one finger up against the ring, she tightened up in anticipation of the pain and he made hushing noises to relax her into the penetration. It had gone very quiet amongst the girls as they watched fascinated while Harry bent his head low to the bed and nudged his tongue into her crack. He used both hands for a moment to push against her bum cheeks, opening them so he had full access to her button, and when his tongue swirled over it, letting all the spit in his mouth run down to coat it wetly, her reaction was quite extreme when she slammed her arse into his face with a shout. Harry let another gob of spit drool right down on her hole and then rubbed it in with his soaked fingers, getting the tip of one to breach the muscle and then lightly pump it a few times. When he moved his head to take her clit in between his lips and suckle, she relaxed enough to get it fully inside. Then his other hand was back in her cunt; he started to pump both sets into the girl while he kept up his bruising of that pink nub until they could all hear the sounds of him sucking hard, her juices running freely all down his hands.





Su’s moans and whines were now incessant and they soon escalated to screams the harder he fucked her. The longest one accompanied her deluge onto his tongue which dribbled down his chin. His arms and the lower half of his face were fast going numb. As soon as he pulled away from the girl’s pussy, though, the response in the group was fervently pushy. They dragged Su out of the way as quickly as they could move her sluggish form and were soon arguing with each other over who was next to take her place.





“Well, you lot can fight over his mouth, but I want to get on that beautiful todger sometime today, if you don’t mind. Surely, we can work something out so that he can satisfy several of us at once?” Daphne posed.





“Okay, but wait just a tic. We’re all on a contraceptive potion, right? There isn’t anyone here who needs to have a charm cast before any penetration gets started, is there?” Hannah asked practically. Harry was glad he had her here to think about these things, or else there might have been a few Chosen progeny he hadn’t counted on. He always deferred to Luna on these matters; it made sex with smart girls much more appealing.





Katie raised her hand sheepishly. “I still don’t know if I’m going to get on his knob or not, but I mostly wanted to blow him. I suppose I should be prepared, though, just in case,” she conceded.





“Ah, but that’s only if Harry gets to ejaculate his eager little Potter sperm in our love vaults, right? There are spells to prevent that. We don’t need him coming any time soon while we sit around like barnacles on a boat waiting for his next erection.” Daphne looked to the rest of the group expecting agreement, but they cast her curious stares.





“Love…vaults?” Harry repeated, his voice rising on the end. The girl had a barmy way of talking. Still, he’d heard what she was considering and he thrilled at the idea of them controlling his dick like that. It had been so intense when Luna had done that to him, his climax like a geyser when she finally let him have one.





“Do you know how to perform these spells, then? Because it’s not something we’ve covered in Charms yet,” Padma noted tartly.





“Oh, cute; aren’t you droll? You don’t read on your own time? And yes, as a matter of fact, I can perform at least two of them.” She looked to Harry with a smirk. “You don’t mind if we stave off your release for a little while, do you, Harry?” she asked in a feigned sweetness.





“Are you going to do the one with the gold lasso around my balls?” The question rolled off his tongue as he thought it, but his cheeks pinked when he realized he’d just outed himself. Daphne’s eyebrows leaped to her forehead.





“Oh, ho, Mister Potter, I see you’ve already been indoctrinated. Luna really had you trained well, didn’t she? I might have to give her my begrudging respect, after all.” She smiled deviously at him. “And yes, it’s the one with the gold lassoing effect around your packet. 'Tis a nifty precautionary method, that one, as I’m sure you’re familiar with.”





“She likes to tie him up, too.”





They all turned to gape at Kelley; Su still on her side and breathing heavy, eyes closed. Kelley’s eyes grew bigger as the girls stared back expectantly for more information.





“It’s true; she made him wear a collar and leash, even. They had something of a weird relationship, but Harry seemed to like what she did, from the looks of it. Su told me that the first time she and Lara found them screwing in Luna’s bed that the crazy bint had Harry all tied up, spread-eagled, and even had a dildo up his bum.”





The faces now turned to him in their surprise, but Harry had heard enough. “Kel, why don’t you shut the fuck up? No one asked you, and it’s none of your business, besides, what Luna and I did with each other,” he insisted gruffly.





“Oh, but Harry, this is so…revealing, and fascinating, you must admit. I’m seeing you in a whole new light,” Daphne admitted as her eyes danced all over him, her expression sultry. “So, you take it up the arse, too, eh? Makes me wonder about your ‘friendship’ with your two best mates, now, doesn’t it? I can see Weaslebee pounding your backside while that pushy Muggle-born pulls your sexy hair and gags you on her clit. Or does she have a cock, too?” There were a few gasps as some of the girls reacted to her crassness.





Harry’s anger was quick to surface at the crude remark. Daphne might be drool-worthy, but she was a total bitch, and not in the good way. “Don’t be nasty. It’s not anything of the sort. Just because you find out a few things about my sex life, don’t presume to think you know anything about me.” He felt a little confused and fractured at the moment; his discomfort at their knowledge of his predilections making him feel quite vulnerable in their company, yet acknowledging a charge run through him now that they knew what he liked. He wondered how this would change the dynamic in the room.





“Aw, don’t be a spoiled sod; I’m just having a bit of fun. It makes no difference to me what gets you off, but it certainly gives me a few ideas. I think I know what positions are going to work best. But first we have to get your knob fitted for the Stiff Cycle so we girls can have our fucktoy ready. I bet you like that, don’t you? Being my little fucktoy?” Daphne patted his cheek affectionately before giving it a light slap but Harry only glowered at her. She was right, of course; he loved hearing her call him that, but he tried not to show it just to spite her, even if his nipples and cock were rock hard.





“I think you’re being quite mean to Harry,” Padma piped up. “He doesn’t deserve that kind of treatment. He just wants to give us a lovely time and you’re being a raging cunt about it.” She stared defiantly back at Daphne while she rubbed Harry’s back and neck. He calmed down a little at her touch.





“Well, to be fair, Harry does kind of like to be treated like that.” Su had sat up finally and joined their conversation. Her eyes still looked a bit dazed, but she was coherent enough to follow up her statement with more startling truths, much to Harry’s chagrin. “I watched Luna paddle his arse something fierce and he soaked it up. ‘Course, we turned him into a blubbering mess a minute later, but he admitted that he liked the spanking.” Harry’s eyes bulged in his shock. If Su dared to mention the Polyjuice role play, he might have to kill her.





“Get the fuck…out,” Katie whispered in awe. “I would never have guessed that about you, Harry, not in a million years.” Harry let his annoyed expression burn through the ceiling, uttering a threatening, “Su?” in warning.





“What exactly did you to that made him a blubbering mess?” Hannah had asked curiously. Harry whipped his head to Su, his protest stuck on his tongue, but hesitant to stop her from divulging what they’d done. It had been extremely pleasurable, after all.





“Oh, Merlin, Luna tongue-fucked his arse while I deep throated him from underneath. We had him on all fours. You should have heard him. Harry’s a bit of a screamer; he loved every minute of it.”





Some of the girls were incredulous at the description, but Daphne laughed out loud. “That….is…AWESOME!” She grabbed hold of Harry’s ankle and started to tug backwards causing his bum to slide and lose his balance. “Right, let’s get this spell cast so we can get started on the deep-fucking festivities. Harry’s going to be a very busy boy for the next few hours. I say, screw curfew, I’m willing to risk it.”





It appeared that Su and Katie had fallen on Daphne’s side, fawning over the girl in their agreement and assistance. Harry assumed that Katie wanted to get her face in the girl’s twat, but he had been blindsided by Su’s obvious fixation. He had no idea if this was going to go bad or become a mind-blowing experience, but he let the girls hold him down and get his hard-on back to its full strength while Daphne kneeled between his legs and brought her wand over his crotch. He felt the familiar tightness once the spell took hold, his cock quite rigid now with the accelerated stimulation added by the girls’ aggressiveness. With the barrier in place, Daphne coaxed Harry to turn over and get on his hands and knees. Padma and Hannah were still at the end by his head and both resumed kissing him alternately on the lips once they’d tilted back his face. Someone smacked him harshly a few times on his haunches, and the giggles traveled over to him, but he didn’t feel shameful, only moaned into the mouths before him in his appreciation.





It was decided that Katie would go first, seeing as she hadn’t gotten off yet, along with Kelley and Hannah, and that she could get her practice with boys in while the others coached. Katie crawled underneath him and lay on her back, spreading her legs to either side of him while she gazed at his knob with some wonder. Her breasts were as lovely as he’d always expected and his first response had been to let his head drop between them and inhale deeply, sliding back enough to hover over a nipple and tease it with a flickering tongue. It seemed that Su and Daphne had designated themselves as the organizers and were holding on to the sides of Harry’s hips as they pushed his bum down to get ready to penetrate his Quidditch team mate. After another slap to his rear, he pushed snugly inside of Katie and made sure the girl was comfortable before he began thrusting. Having all the girls around him watching and encouraging them both was a powerful drug and he could feel his heart beating tremendously to be on show like this. He wondered how Katie felt surrounded by them all while he fucked her, which turned his thoughts back to what had happened in his dorm when Luna had revealed them to his roommates. What if he had just gone with it and they hadn’t gotten upset? Would he have ultimately enjoyed their voyeurism? Would he have wanted them to participate?





Hannah and Padma were now taking turns kissing Katie, and Harry dubbed them the Luvvies in his head. When he tried to take a turn by tipping downward for a kiss, too, someone slid their fingers into his hair again and clutched a handful to tug back viciously. Harry moaned loudly at the wrenching motion and it prompted him to fuck Katie faster. Another hard slap on his rump while a voice growled, “Slow down, she’s not ready yet.” Yet, Katie seemed to be enjoying his winding thrusts just fine, if her moans were any indication. When she asked for someone to get over her face, there was an excited murmur through the girls. Kelley climbed over to them and then swung her leg over the girl, her pose copying Harry as she kneeled with her arse in his face. The two of them both tried to attend to Kelley’s cunt at first, but then they eventually worked out a rhythm amongst them: Harry would thrust into the girl below him slowly while snogging the cunt in the air, his tongue taking swaths across the arsehole and then plunging inside the twat to suck out her juices, then he’d push Kelley’s bits down to the other waiting mouth while he grabbed Katie’s thighs and started to fuck her more furiously, pulling her body onto his purpling knob as he watched them together.





He could feel an indentation in his pacing where his body wanted to come, but couldn’t, and knowing that the pressure would continue to grow in the lower half of his spine the more cum he built up, he simply continued to pummel the girl until she came loudly into the other girl’s quim. As soon as Katie was done, however, and Harry had pulled out of her, Kelley had crawled backwards until her bum was fitted tightly against his groin.





“I want to feel what it’s like to get it up my arse, Harry. Can you do that with me?” she requested feverishly.



“Yeah, sure,” Harry enthused, equally out of breath and heated in his desire. There were a few high-pitched Merlins at the idea, but one of the girls offered to give Kelley a lubricant spell to prepare her.



“You should give one to Harry, too,” Daphne quipped with a caustic laugh, but it only got Harry excited at the prospect. He wondered what the bossy girl had in mind for him.



While Hannah wove her wand over the Irish girl’s backside, Harry had cupped her swollen breasts as they hung down and he let his hardened, coated prick drag up and down her bum cheek, leaving a sticky trail. When fingers were pressing his own arse cheeks apart, he automatically spread his knees as he tilted his backside up. They rubbed against his hole and his cock throbbed tightly. “Oh, fuck, yeah,” he moaned hoarsely and the titters that followed made his face burn, but he still got off on it. The idea of being humiliated in front of these girls was a huge turn-on for him, even if he couldn’t understand why. When Kelley was ready for him, he pressed the head of his wet prick against her puckered muscle and told her to breathe out. It took several minutes for him to get comfortably into the passage to her rectum but she managed to accommodate him without too much trouble or complaint. There were sighs and murmurs as the girls watched the act intently. Once Harry felt he could start to move inside her, his hands slid up to the front of her shoulders and he held on while he methodically pumped in and out of her. He and Luna had done it just about every way, so he was comfortable enough to take the lead as he listened for her breaths and moans to increase.





When the fingers were back at his pulsating entrance, he felt one go inside him this time, pushing along with his thrusts into Kelley while they both breathed heavily. Harry groaned into the sensation and Kelley joined him, her sphincter tightening in a grip that sent explosions behind Harry’s eyes as another finger entered him. “Fuuuuuuuuckin ‘ell,” he exhaled. There was another giggle behind him.





“So, what do you think? She use the light wand on him, or the Big Boy model? Harry feels like he’s had more than a pinky up there,” Daphne teased.





“Oh, well, I couldn’t see the size while it was up his bum, but, uh, I think Harry can take the Big Boy. At least, well, as big as he is,” Su finished with a snicker and Harry held his breath while he waited to see if she would say anything more.





There was some shuffling behind him while he continued to fuck Kelley’s arse; Hannah back at the girl’s face kissing her while Padma reached over to Harry’s lips. He could hear the group behind him muttering to each other about their choices while Padma sucked on his tongue sweetly and his prick enjoyed the snug heat of the channel he was lodged in. One of the girls was trailing her nails from the crown of his head down along his neck and back and he shivered at the contact. When he could hear a faint whirring sound and then a large object back at his hole, his snog with Padma grew fiercer, his hips snapping sharply as he started to fuck the girl underneath him more urgently. Someone slapped his arse until he stilled long enough for them to breach the tip and it slid in fairly easily before he was resuming his rhythm. He was moaning loudly into Padma’s mouth again and she joined him as her hands brushed against her nipples. The manipulator of the dildo tried to match his speed as he seesawed with Kelley and he had to pull away from the kiss and concentrate on his movements as he fought the need to cum while pushing Kel closer to her release. Her mouth was open to a stream of cries and moans now, and when a body curved around his arse as they continued to pump him with the toy, he felt that strange puff behind his eyes and balls that signified his opening chance to cum. With no release in sight, he kept moving, noticing that Hannah had extended her hand to below Kelley’s breasts. Judging by the motions of her jostling hand, she was likely diddling the girl’s clitoris while he pounded her.





Even as his shouts matched Kelley’s, her climax was a spectacular song while he could only feel that stream collecting in his bollocks like fire with nowhere to go. It was starting to hurt. There was a flurry of movement when she was done, but he could barely feel her slide off of his pulsing knob or notice when Hannah was quick to take her place, not wanting anal but asking for it doggy-style and begging him to pull her hair while he fucked her. He got her to cast a cleaning charm on his prick before lining her twat up to his groin. “And call me your little slut, Harry, while you do it. Don’t be afraid to pull hard,” she instructed. He heard someone call the girl’s name in surprise, but she only laughed back at them. “Wot? I like it a little dirty, what do you want?”





Yet, Harry did as she asked. He did as they all asked. After he’d gotten Hannah off, Daphne had finished playing with his arse long enough to get him on his back again. She’d twisted her body slowly up and down his growing-more-painful by the minute cock while she snogged Su Li, who had been straddled over his face with her bits fused to his gob. At some point, he became aware of Katie humping his thigh while she wrapped her arms around Daphne’s front, her face buried in the girl’s neck. At Daphne’s urging, she got Katie to climb up behind her and then they started to take turns on his prick; one bouncing cheerily for several minutes before popping off and the other sliding down to take up the jaunt. His tongue felt like he’d been licking up asphalt by now as it tiredly worked another quim. When Su tried to coax Padma to join her on his mouth so that he could lick them both together, he groaned aloud hoping they would give him a reprieve soon.





“Mmmee-kumm,” he begged into the pink folds.





“What? What did he say?” one of them asked. They pulled back from his face far enough so he could speak, just barely; his tongue feeling swollen to three times its original size.





“I said—I need to come. I can’t handle much more,” he informed them, the pain in his bollocks now too incensed to be ignored.





“Aww, poor Harry. Let’s have some mercy on him, Daph. I want to see him come while we go down on him.” Su had her hands on her hips as she entreated the Slytherin to let his orgasm come to fruition. He recalled that first round robin with the girls on his knob and wondered how it would feel to have all six of them milking him dry. His cock pulsed tightly again in anticipation as he tried to re-animate his limbs.





“My, my; just when did you turn into little Miss Blowjob Queen, Su? It’s always the bookworms you’ve got to watch out for,” Daphne remarked acidly. Su had moved over to his side where he could see her blush at the dig, but then her expression grew steely as she shot back.





“Well, Harry tastes delicious, so if you’re not interested, then more for the rest of us. Besides, Harry needs a break and he deserves some attention. He’s been taking care of us since we got here.”





Daphne scoffed at the idea. “Oh, but you forget; he loves that. Isn’t that his thing? Right; little maggot?” she taunted as she smirked at him. “I’m pretty sure that if his prick hadn’t been bound tight with the spell, he’d be shooting his load right now at the mere thought of crawling on his belly to lick the bottom of my shoe. Figures the Chosen One would be bent.”





“That’s really uncalled for, Daph,” Katie intervened. “Harry has a lot of heavy shit he has to deal with. It’s got to be quite a load on your shoulders to have everybody expecting you to be some sort of savior. I’m sure he just needs an outlet. Harry’s a good friend and a good guy. Give him a break, already.” There were murmurs of agreement amongst the group, but Daphne crossed her arms across those heavenly tits and scowled some more. It did not do anything pretty for her features.





“Yeah? Well, you’re a big ol’ dyke. Everybody knows it. What do you know about boys, anyway?” Katie’s retort to that was quite heated and touched off a row from all sides.





Harry just let them argue it out, staying quiet as he watched them. He might have been touched by Katie’s defense on his behalf if he didn’t bear the sneaking suspicion that Daphne had been absolutely correct in her assessment of his sexual perversion. His dick HAD throbbed when she’d called him a maggot. Harry was seriously starting to wonder what the fuck was wrong with him.





Their bickering continued; the rest of the girls aligning against Daphne until the girl grabbed her clothes in a huff, magicked them on, and promptly flounced out the door with some choice epithets flung back at the lot of them. Once she was gone, however, Padma turned to Katie with a wry grin and roll of her eyes.





“Well, that was just brilliant, Katie. And how long do you think it will be before the bitch smears Harry’s name all over the school?” Harry groaned a loud, fuuuuck, at the idea, but the girls quickly gathered round and cooed over him, professing their loyalty.





“She’s not exactly the most respected source, Harry. And we won’t blab. Your secret is safe with us,” Kelley assured him. He felt lucky to have the girls as friends, at the very least, with their interest in having it off with him just the added bonus. But then his bollocks reminded him of his priorities at the moment.





“Uh, I still really need to come, if you don’t mind. I feel like just breathing on my balls will make them explode, right about now.”





“Awwwwww,” they coddled. Soon enough, though, they’d managed to surround his packet at five points while getting his body stimulated again with more stroking and licking. He was serious about his blueballs; it hurt for them to breathe on them, but when they got each other ready to release the spell by calling for open mouths to devour the spouting about to commence, his desire filled to overflowing in the most literal sense.





“Finite Incantatem,” Su commanded. Harry couldn’t see much for the first few seconds because of the kaleidoscope of colors bursting behind his eyes while his cock jetted its voluminous load. It had only taken one stroke for the thick ropes of white to whip across their bodies. The girls laughed joyfully and closed their eyes as if dancing under a sudden rain shower or a garden sprinkler, catching his seed on their tongues in a game. He felt the splats hit his chest and stomach, even on his cheek, but he was completely mesmerized by their avid, pearly-streaked faces. By the time he’d stopped, his whole body drained by the experience, they were licking him clean and then snogging him senseless. Harry soaked up their revelry.





All in all, it was a worthwhile evening.







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A few days later, however, was another matter entirely.





For a Monday, it had unfolded in typical fashion until they had taken their break for lunch. He picked up on the snickers and whispers again, but hoped that it was simply the ongoing gossip of the last week. By supper, he was definitely getting some strange looks, and it was all he could do to prevent himself from jumping onto a table in the Great Hall and demand that people stop talking about him. Once he’d retired to the Common Room to get as much homework done as he could before heading to McGonagall’s office for his first bout of detention, the talking had seemed to have died down and his house mates let him be. When Ron showed up after his prefect tour of the halls, however, his friend was quick to gain his attention and direct him silently with hand motions up to their room. Harry was intrigued enough to follow without question.





“Yeah? What’s up?” he asked once they’d made it upstairs. Ron looked around furtively to make sure they were alone before sitting on his hands at the end of his bed and giving Harry a studious once-over. Harry was quick to become paranoid.





“You know that Seamus can’t ever keep his gob shut about stuff, right? Unless it’s something critical like the D.A., the boy can’t help himself. It’s like diarrhea of the mouth with that bloke.” Ron appealed to Harry with his earnestness, but Harry knew he wasn’t going to like where this set-up was heading and he immediately crossed his arms; growing sullen.





“What the fuck did he say about me? Is that gobshite talking about what happened in our room that night? I’m going to bloody well kick his arse if he drags Luna through the mud, too,” he threatened.





Ron shrugged a shoulder before recounting the boy’s gossip. “He was rabbiting on in his usual way with some Ravenclaws and I guess he might have mentioned that you and Luna were into some…uh, weird stuff. And apparently, they…knew all about it. Said Daphne Greengrass was spreading nasty stories to the dicks in her house about how you, uh, were some kind of…mas-o-chist? I’m not sure what the hell that even is, but Seamus told me it was bad.” Ron’s face turned beet red as he continued. “Uh, she also said she gave you a spanking and you enjoyed it, and that you like for girls to abuse you. She made you sound like a real nutter, actually. But Seamus said he stood up for you and claimed that the bint was a liar and that it was the other way around; that you liked to rough girls up and treat them like pets. Either way, it doesn’t sound good, Harry.”





Harry just stood there with his mouth slack for a full few seconds before he could get his brain to respond. He had to have known that Daphne would open her fat mouth, but to hear that she was every bit as petty and vile as he’d expected her to be was still a let-down. Having Seamus spreading tales about him was no welcome news, either, and it bothered him that he’d brought Luna into it. People were already talking shit about her and her reputation had been thoroughly trashed. No matter what she had done, he didn’t feel she deserved that.





Ron had more to report, though, and when Harry had no reaction forthcoming, he cleared his throat and suggested that there was another rumor making the rounds. “The rest of the story that’s being spread is that you, um—you had sex with a bunch of girls the other night in the Room of Requirement. Daphne claims she was one of them. And that Katie Bell might have been another. She’s even describing your knob, Harry.”





Harry stared back dully, his mortification complete. “And you believe that?” he challenged his friend.





Ron went sheepish when he admitted that he might, just a little bit. “I, uh, know what your knob looks like, Harry, and she was pretty accurate; at least, what was repeated was spot on. And, the thing about the abuse—I know what I saw that night and I know I got kind of freaked out, but…it didn’t really add up to what I’d witnessed the few days prior to that. You’re kind of confusing me, Harry.”





That made two of them, Harry thought to himself. “The few days prior? What are you on about, Ron? What did you see?”





Ron blushed, yet again, but stumbled through his explanation as briefly as he could. “Er, when I thought you were, uh, having bad dreams that night? In the morning, I went to, um, check up on you? And you had Luna in your bed with you. Except, you were dead asleep and she wasn’t. In fact, uh—she stared straight at me while she gave me the full monty; pushing the sheets off to do it. I kind of got my head out of there as fast as I could, but not before I noticed—you appeared to be tied to the bed, Harry. I really am not getting what exactly your deal is.”





Harry sighed. “You and me, both,” he acknowledged. Ron just crinkled his face in further puzzlement. “It was Luna that pulled back the curtains,” he revealed suddenly to his friend.





“Huh, what do you mean?” Ron still looked lost.





“When you guys saw us screwing. It was Luna who pulled back the curtains without me knowing. I didn’t even notice what she’d done at first. And she took off the Silencing spell, too. That’s just the way Luna is; don’t feel bad about what you saw, okay?” Harry advised.





Ron’s eyes grew wide as he absorbed the shock. “So, is she into dogging, or what? Like, does she make you do it in classrooms that anyone might walk into and stuff? Or up in the Owlery and places like that? Blimey, I never would have guessed that about the girl. She might be barmy, but I always thought she was innocent enough.”





Harry snorted. “You might as well banish that thought from your brain, right now. There’s absolutely nothing innocent about the girl. I’m even starting to question her belief in Snorkacks. I mean, what’s with the Crumple Horns, anyway? Sounds like some sort of code for a bizarre sex act.”





Ron narrowed his eyes. “Yeah, so as far as sex acts go, what’s the truth about this supposed mob-knobbing, then? Did you have it off with those birds, or what?” he demanded.





“Ah, shite, look at the time,” Harry announced, holding up his wrist. “I’d better get my arse down to McGonagall’s office like the wind before she gives me another month of detention. Cheers, yeah?”





Harry fled the room as fast as his feet could carry him.











Next up: Luna's shenanigans after all of this. For real, this time.