My first 3-some!

Disclaimer: I own nothing in the Potterverse. It all belongs to the lovely JK Rowling. I\'m just getting them drunk and letting them do what kids tend to do when their inhibitions are away at camp.

A/N: I wasn\'t going to post this story here, but the siren\'s call to post something has been nagging me. This is my first 3-some fic, and it may turn into a series. If you likeee, review and let me know. That way I\'ll know if my loyal, lovely readers want more PWP 3-some fics in this series...


Harry awoke to the sunlight shining brightly in his eyes. His head was pounding and he was in a strange bed. It was this moment that he realized that he was comfortably ensconced between two warm bodies; his morning wood pressed against two silk globes of flesh. His right hand was wrapped around a narrow waist and lay flat againt a set of taught abs. He ran his fingers up and down the happy trail as the fuzzy memories of the night before came sharply into focus.

There was a party. It was at the Burrow. I remember now! Harry thought to himself.

Molly and Arthur had gone down south to celebrate their Thirtiety wedding anniversary. Bill and Charlie came in to watch the younger siblings while their parents were away, and ended up \'supervising\' the party. Basically, Charile went to bed alone, and Bill took advantage of a very inebriated Remus Lupin.

Everyone was there from the twins year in school, and Ron and Harry\'s. There were also many of Ginny\'s classmates there celebrating the start of their final year at Hogwarts.

Harry sat on the couch watching Ron and Hermione dance. It was like they were trying to have sex with their clothes on. Fred and George plopped down on the couch on either side of him and started making small talk. Not really listening, Harry was brought back to earth when George, no Fred, started to nibble on his earlobe.

He let out a strangled moan and allowed the other twin to pull him up off of the couch. Fred, no
George pulled him into a bone melting kiss as they made their way to the twins room.

Immediately, George pulled Harry\'s shirt off and threw him on the bed. When both red heads attached themselves to Harry\'s nipples, it took his breath away. The moan that erupted from his throat was enough to make both young men pleasuring him come in their pants.

As they pulled away, Harry opened his eyes and was met with a beautiful sight. George and Fred were kissing each other just above his chest. His already straining cock lept up further and made his jeans entirely too tight.

Harry pushed the two away from each other as he leaned up and kicked his trainers off. As he unbuttoned his trousers, he told them both, \"This is for my pleasure, not yours. Neither of you will kiss anyone but me unless I tell you to. Now, kiss each other.\"

With a mischevious smirk, both young men happily obliged. Harry stood at the side of the bed stroking his aching prick and moaning watching the two red heads.

As they broke the kiss, George grabbed Harry and again pushed him on the bed. Fred grabbed a tube of oil from his robe pocket and waggled his eyebrow at Harry. The Weasley\'s undressed each other with Harry watching on, lightly stroking himself again.

When they finished, they settled on either side of him and Fred kissed Harry as George began to lick his already erect nipples. Arching into the contact, the raven haired young man made delicious mewling sounds.

It was not long before George made his way down Harry\'s stomach to his cock. In one go, the red head swallowed it. Fred grabbed the tube of oil and positioned himself between Harry and his twin. He squirted a generous amount of oil on both of his hands.

Fred gently pressed one slick finger into Harry\'s opening. the green eyed man began to babble incoherently and thrash his head back and forth at the sensation of having someone sucking his brain out through his cock and a talented finger fucking him.

Suddenly, George began to moan around Harry\'s member. Fred was preparing them both.

Harry had to stop George before he came down his throat. George came back up and planted a deep kiss on the dark haired young man before his rolled onto his back begging, \"Please fuck me now.\"

With a feral grin and a wild gleam in his eyes, Harry grabbed the tube and slowly coated his dick. He leaned over and pressed the blunt head against the tight hole of the taller of the twins.

He took it very slowly, savoring the feel of the tight ass below him. With a grunt, he was buried to his pubes in George. Fred took that moment to spread Harry ass cheeks and with one push bury himself in Harry.

It did not take long for the three to find their rhythm. Harry was the lucky one of the three. Fred\'s angle was just so that with every thrust he slammed into his prostate. With every stroke, Harry cried out with pleasure.

He grabbed George\'s prick and started stroking him roughly. It was not long before his orgasm crashed throughout his body. When George erupted all over himself and Harry, it pushed the dark haired man over the edge. He came with a string of expletives, most centered around the talented ass below him. This caused Fred to spill his seed in Harry, but it was only with a low grunt and a stillness of any movement.

The three men lay there, mostly sober now, and two of them still buried balls deep as they caught their breath. There were muttered \'brilliant fuck\' and \'we should do this again\' before Harry and Fred pulled out and Harry did a quick cleansing charm.

The three fell asleep like that, and that is how Harry awoke the next morning. He sighed contentedly and decided he wanted a repeat performance