Shower Buddies
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male
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Adult ++
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Category:
Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
12,003
Reviews:
25
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Shower Buddies
Shower Buddies
Kat Potter
Disclaimer : I do not own the Potter universe, not in any way. Unfortunately. Oh and no money is being made from this.
Warnings : SLASH! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! This is the point of no return...
This is slash of the Harry/Twins kind. You no like, you press back button.
Harry stood in the shower in the Gryffindor Quidditch locker room. He had stayed a little longer on the pitch to work off some tension. What with Umbridge here to torture him and Voldie having fun with him at night, he needed it. They say that exercise is a good stress relief. The only thing better is to have mind-blowing sex. Considering Harry was still a virgin, he didn’t think he would be using that as stress relief anytime soon.
So there stood Harry in the shower washing himself and his mind began to wander. Lately, he had been having some unusual thoughts. Well, considering he was a teenage boy, with a teenage libido, they weren’t strange per se it was just… well… teenage boys were supposed to think about teenage girls, right? Or even women? But, lately his thoughts hadn’t really been going in that direction, rather towards boys. Naked boys. Doing things to each other that made his blood pool in his groin. He had found himself surreptitiously looking at his Quidditch mates in the shower. Especially at two identical redheads. He found it so tempting to find out if they were exactly the same, everywhere. He could just imagine it, being clamped between them…
All of a sudden, Harry heard footsteps in the locker room and they were heading for the showers! Oh god, this is so embarrassing! I have a stiffie the size of France, over a couple of boys and someone’s coming! Harry tried to look for an escape, but before he could do anything, the two redheads he had been fantasizing about materialized in the doorway. The last bit of blood that hadn’t flooded Harry’s groin rushed to his face, leaving him completely incapable of thinking.
“Well, well, well. What have we here, George?”
“Why, I’d say we were looking at a very flushed and bothered, naked Harry Potter.”
“Interesting…”
They both hadn’t taken their eyes off him and had the same look in their eyes, the kind where they’d spotted their pray and were about to pounce. Slowly they walked towards Harry.
“So, Harry, what were you thinking about that… brought this about.” Fred’s eyes flickered toward his groin as he spoke.
“Maybe you were thinking about Cho or Ginny or even ‘Mione. Hmm… is that it? Or were you thinking about someone else… someone with a different anatomy?” At George’s words, Harry flushed even more.
“Ah, George, me-thinks we’re onto something.”
At this point the twins had reached Harry and stood under the shower with him, completely ignoring the fact that they still had their clothes on.
“Were you thinking about us, Harry?” Fred whispered into his ear.
Harry’s eyes grew wide. “H-how did you know?”
“Aw, ickl-Harrykins. So deliciously innocent,” George whispered into the other. “You think we haven’t noticed you looking?”
“We have Harry, and we’ve decided to do something about it.”
Harry looked back and forth at them for a moment and then answered. “You two have far too many clothes on.” He then stepped up to Fred and gently placed his lips against his. He felt George step up against his back and nibble on his neck as the twins got to work on their clothes. They finally got them off, and were able to get to work on Harry properly. With Fred in front and George in the back, they kissed, nipped, nibbled and licked until Harry was a mewling pile of goo. And they had barely started. Fred had worked his mouth across the whole front of Harry, skipping the most important part in Harry’s opinion, and was currently tongue fucking Harry’s navel. George meanwhile had mapped out Harry’s back, paying special attention to the pearly string down the middle. Harry felt that this was taking far too long and tried to push Fred’s head further down as he groaned out loud.
“Tsk, tsk, Harry. No rushing this!” He breathed as he slithered back up Harry’s front and whispered into his ear. “ This is going to be the best fuck of your life.”
“Please…” Harry whimpered as he went weak in the knees.
“Please what, Harry?”
“Please, something-anything!”
“Don’t worry, Harry,” he heard George mutter from behind him. “ I’ll have mercy on you.” Then he felt a pair of hands part his cheeks and a warm, wet tongue caress his puckered entrance. His hands grasped Fred’s shoulders as his knees threatened to buckle and Fred barely managed to hold him up by his hips.
“Oh gods…Oh gods, I…Oh…”
Fred then plundered his mouth, tongue slithering into each and every crevice, as his hand slipped down to grasp Harry’s now purple cock. It didn’t take long to have Harry screaming his delight and when George stuck his tongue up his ass, he came in great big bursts, jism covering Fred’s hand and stomach.
The twins gently lowered him against the wall to let him recover a bit before they continued. After all, Harry wouldn’t be used to the twins’ marathon sex, him being a virgin and all.
~TBC~
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AN: All right, I know I\'m evil for not updating yet and then only reposted this chapter, but I AM going to add another chapter. I actually wasn\'t going to continue it but you guys are such great reviewers that I felt compelled. :D So there IS another one on the way. I\'ll have it out as fast as I can.
Kat Potter
Disclaimer : I do not own the Potter universe, not in any way. Unfortunately. Oh and no money is being made from this.
Warnings : SLASH! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! This is the point of no return...
This is slash of the Harry/Twins kind. You no like, you press back button.
Harry stood in the shower in the Gryffindor Quidditch locker room. He had stayed a little longer on the pitch to work off some tension. What with Umbridge here to torture him and Voldie having fun with him at night, he needed it. They say that exercise is a good stress relief. The only thing better is to have mind-blowing sex. Considering Harry was still a virgin, he didn’t think he would be using that as stress relief anytime soon.
So there stood Harry in the shower washing himself and his mind began to wander. Lately, he had been having some unusual thoughts. Well, considering he was a teenage boy, with a teenage libido, they weren’t strange per se it was just… well… teenage boys were supposed to think about teenage girls, right? Or even women? But, lately his thoughts hadn’t really been going in that direction, rather towards boys. Naked boys. Doing things to each other that made his blood pool in his groin. He had found himself surreptitiously looking at his Quidditch mates in the shower. Especially at two identical redheads. He found it so tempting to find out if they were exactly the same, everywhere. He could just imagine it, being clamped between them…
All of a sudden, Harry heard footsteps in the locker room and they were heading for the showers! Oh god, this is so embarrassing! I have a stiffie the size of France, over a couple of boys and someone’s coming! Harry tried to look for an escape, but before he could do anything, the two redheads he had been fantasizing about materialized in the doorway. The last bit of blood that hadn’t flooded Harry’s groin rushed to his face, leaving him completely incapable of thinking.
“Well, well, well. What have we here, George?”
“Why, I’d say we were looking at a very flushed and bothered, naked Harry Potter.”
“Interesting…”
They both hadn’t taken their eyes off him and had the same look in their eyes, the kind where they’d spotted their pray and were about to pounce. Slowly they walked towards Harry.
“So, Harry, what were you thinking about that… brought this about.” Fred’s eyes flickered toward his groin as he spoke.
“Maybe you were thinking about Cho or Ginny or even ‘Mione. Hmm… is that it? Or were you thinking about someone else… someone with a different anatomy?” At George’s words, Harry flushed even more.
“Ah, George, me-thinks we’re onto something.”
At this point the twins had reached Harry and stood under the shower with him, completely ignoring the fact that they still had their clothes on.
“Were you thinking about us, Harry?” Fred whispered into his ear.
Harry’s eyes grew wide. “H-how did you know?”
“Aw, ickl-Harrykins. So deliciously innocent,” George whispered into the other. “You think we haven’t noticed you looking?”
“We have Harry, and we’ve decided to do something about it.”
Harry looked back and forth at them for a moment and then answered. “You two have far too many clothes on.” He then stepped up to Fred and gently placed his lips against his. He felt George step up against his back and nibble on his neck as the twins got to work on their clothes. They finally got them off, and were able to get to work on Harry properly. With Fred in front and George in the back, they kissed, nipped, nibbled and licked until Harry was a mewling pile of goo. And they had barely started. Fred had worked his mouth across the whole front of Harry, skipping the most important part in Harry’s opinion, and was currently tongue fucking Harry’s navel. George meanwhile had mapped out Harry’s back, paying special attention to the pearly string down the middle. Harry felt that this was taking far too long and tried to push Fred’s head further down as he groaned out loud.
“Tsk, tsk, Harry. No rushing this!” He breathed as he slithered back up Harry’s front and whispered into his ear. “ This is going to be the best fuck of your life.”
“Please…” Harry whimpered as he went weak in the knees.
“Please what, Harry?”
“Please, something-anything!”
“Don’t worry, Harry,” he heard George mutter from behind him. “ I’ll have mercy on you.” Then he felt a pair of hands part his cheeks and a warm, wet tongue caress his puckered entrance. His hands grasped Fred’s shoulders as his knees threatened to buckle and Fred barely managed to hold him up by his hips.
“Oh gods…Oh gods, I…Oh…”
Fred then plundered his mouth, tongue slithering into each and every crevice, as his hand slipped down to grasp Harry’s now purple cock. It didn’t take long to have Harry screaming his delight and when George stuck his tongue up his ass, he came in great big bursts, jism covering Fred’s hand and stomach.
The twins gently lowered him against the wall to let him recover a bit before they continued. After all, Harry wouldn’t be used to the twins’ marathon sex, him being a virgin and all.
~TBC~
*********
AN: All right, I know I\'m evil for not updating yet and then only reposted this chapter, but I AM going to add another chapter. I actually wasn\'t going to continue it but you guys are such great reviewers that I felt compelled. :D So there IS another one on the way. I\'ll have it out as fast as I can.