An Unusual Revenge

Draco Malfoy was in a real cranky mood. For several days Harry Potter and Ron Weasley had been mostly annoying and mysterious. Yesterday, when he had approached them to give them his daily dose of insults, they had only smiled at him, nodded and then went on their way. Today, Ron had had the NERVE to actually tell Draco that he was cute when he was angry. That was outrageous! Draco Malfoy... cute!?

Angry and muttering under his breath, Draco tried to decide wether he should ignore them or try to cast an evil spell on them without Dumbeldoor finding out. He decided to go with the later and went on his way to the library. If that Granger girl could find so much in there, surely he himself would.

As he walked past one of the fairly large broom closets, the door suddenly open and two hands grabbed a hold of him and hurled him inside. It was dark inside and Draco had no idea what the hell had just happened.
"Crabbe? Goyle?" Draco asked a little hesitant.
"Better." an Irish voice replied.
Draco knew he should recognize that voice from somewhere. But it was too dark to see anything and Draco had always been poor on recognizing voices. The incident when Harry and Ron disguised into Dracos two best friends came to his mind. Not even THEN did he hear the difference... 'I'm stupid' Draco thought to himself.

He was brutally pulled out from his thoughts by someone starting to undress him.
"Hey!" Draco exclaimed and tried to retrieve his stolen shirt. "How dare you!?"
*Giggle* "Oh, my God... Tell me you didn't just giggle at me." Draco sighed.
"What's it to you?" another voice said. This one even MORE familiar. "You don't even know who we are."
"I know you're mad..." Draco muttered and fumbled in the dark for his shirt when a pair of hand started working on his pants. "Hey, hey, HEY! That's my pants, you fiends! Unhand me at once!"
*Giggle*
*Drool* "I don't care who you are! No one was the right to drool on my chest!"
"How can you be so sure it's drool?" The irish voice said again.
Draco drained of all colour. His lunch took a U turn in his stomach and would have exited the same way it enter if a wet, hot mouth and exploring tongue hadn't pushed it down again.
It was times like these, when he was trapped inside a closet with two weird guys who undressed and kissed him, that Draco really wished he had listened to what his mother had said when he was younger. About beautiful blonde guys and... other guys...

When the kiss stopped, Draco was shell shocked and panting. He heard some shuffling, as if the other two were undressing as well. Draco paniced slightly. He tried to feel around the room to find the doorknob, but what he found... was NOT the doorknob. Some groaned and then it came again *giggle*
"You're really eager, aren't you Mr. Malfoy?"
In that exact moment, Draco realized what he had just turned and felt his face burning. "Don't worry, we wont keep you waiting anymore." the voice smirked.
Dracos boxers were pulled off him and a tongue was playing its way over his throat. He gasped as his dick was suddenly engoulfed in the same wet hot mouth that had kissed him before.
The other person leaned close against Dracos ear and whispered into it, hot air blowing into Draco's ear.
"You're such a little man whore, aren't you? You LIKE the fact that some stranger is sucking your cock right now."
Draco tried to compose himself enough to say 'no', but a deep, sincere "oh God yes" escaped his lips instead. 'Curses' he thought to himself...
The man giggled in his ear again and lip locked himself with Draco. This kiss was nothing like the hot warm one. This was rough, hard, demanding and exploring. Darco was sure his tonsils were being removed by this invasion!

He jumped a little when a slick finger pushed insides him, but once that finger press against his magic spot, he could only whimper and lean back on it. The warm mouth was still on him and three fingers were now loosing him up inside.
"Shit..." Draco panted.
"Such a filthy little mouth." the man murmured. "I bet we can turn on the lights and reveal ourselves without you pushing us away and reject us."
Drace didn't know if he WANTED to know who did this to him. He tried to think of repulsive people that would turn him off so he could run away. 'Snape and Sirius Black' Draco thought.
... No, didn't work. DEFINITIVELY didn't work.
"What do YOU think... Ron?"
"R-Ron?" Draco stuttered surprised.
"I think you're right... Harry."
"H-H-Har-Harry!?" Draco exclaimed.
"Big deal." Harry murmured. "You're still hard as a rock and haven't rejected Ron's fingers, so you can't be THAT disgusted."
Draco blushed and cursed himself.
"I think he's ready now, Harry." Ron said with a smirk in his voice and Draco wanted to kill himself for actually whimpering when the fingers were removed. 'I hate myself so much right now...' Draco thought to himself.

Draco was pushed down and braced himself from hitting the hard floor, but landed on a thick, soft mattress instead. How long had Harry and Ron been planning this!?
"And now, my dear Mr. Malfoy..." Harry said cocky as he crept slowly up Malfoy's body. "Me and Ron shall teach you everything about pleasure."
"Aw, hell..." Draco whimpered. He heard Ron mutter *Lumos* and all of a sudden the room became slightly brighter and Draco found himself staring into deep, green eyes. "BLOODY hell!"
"Now you just lie there." Ron said smoothly and licked Draco's balls a little teasingly, making the blonde man jump. "Leave EVERYTHING to us."
Draco's mind was now racing with various thoughts; kill them? Kill himself? Give in? Push them away, run into his own room and masturbate like a mad man?
Then he saw it... it was huge! Almost grotesque! It was... Weasley cock! How could a Weasle have such a huge... manhood?
"Oh... my... God..." Draco stuttered.
Ron grinned widely.
"It's been called many things, but never a God. I'm flattered, Malfoy."
"Fuck you, Weasle!"
"We're getting there."
And then, without any warning, Ron pressed that big, pulsating, huge... thingy inside Draco. Malfoy gasped loudly and couldn't determine if it was from pain or pleasure. Probably a little of both and, damned him, if he didn't like the fact that it hurt!
Ron took a hold of Draco's dick and slowly giuded it inside of Harry.
"Fuck!" Draco exclaimed.
"Oh, how you like this you little bitch." Harry grinned and rocked his hips a little, leaving Draco panting and franticly waving his arms to find something to hold onto. Ironically, the only thing he found was Harry's dick. This time, it was Harry who gasped. "Ron..." he moaned.
"Yes, Harry?"
"Fuck this bitch senseless."
That was all the instructions Ron needed for him to start pounding into Malfoy with a merciless pace. Malfoy shut his eyes, mouth wide open in what seemed like an endless moan. Harry moved his hips gracefully, driving Draco deep, deep inside with every thrust.
"Shit..." Draco panted, his hand working steading on Harry. His head flung from one side to the other with everytime Ron's member pressed against Draco's prostate.
"There's only one thing that could make this more perfect." Ron panted.
Harry leand back against Ron's chest and kissed him.
"And what is that?"
"If we could get Snape to watch this."
"Oh, holy fuck." Draco whimpered.
"Hey!" Harry grinned, leaned forward and started licking at Draco's Adam's apple. "I think our blonde little friend here has the hots for Proffesor Snape."
"I knew there had to be a reason to why he's kissing Snape's ass so much."
"Shut up" Draco panted again.
Harry kissed him hard and brutally. Judging by the way he felt Draco's stomach flexing and how his shoulders shook, Harry knew he didn't have much longer. Harry leaned back against Ron and licked his neck.
"It's time..." he whispered to Ron.
With one last kiss, Ron and Harry started moving their hips faster. Dracos' head flung back in pleasure and his hand worked faster on Harry's shaft. "Oh yeah." Harry moaned, his hands all over Ron's firm, well rounded hips.
Draco panted and moaned loudly. Back in his head the voice of reason was telling him to SHUT THE FUCK UP before any teacher for hear him! But his genitals was telling him yell his brains out if that would enhance the feeling.

Harry was the fist to give in. His head flung back against Ron's neck, his glasses flew away and his entire load landed in different patterns over Draco's chest and lips. Harry rolled off and engulfed Draco once more.
"Oh God, Harry. Please don't stop." Draco whined.
On the edge, Ron placed Drac's leg's on his shoulders, grabbed Malfoy's shoulder and started pounding harder. Harry moved away and started using his hand instead. With a roar, Ron came hard inside of Draco. Malfoy didn't know what to do. His head was flung backwards, buried deep inside of the mattress. His hands was gripping the mattress spastically, mouth wide open, releasing load moans and gasps and his back was one endless arc.
Harry's hand jerked Draco fast until Draco let out a releasing scream and came against Ron's chin.

For several minutes, the three young man just lay there, panting. Until Ron finally got up, pulled on his pants and threw Harry his pants.
"Same time and place next week?" Ron asked Draco who was sure he was now stuck in the mattress.
"W-what?" Draco asked, voice shaking with both embarrassment and exhaustion.
Harry joined by Ron's side, hand placed firmly on Ron's hip.
"Either you stop harrassing us, or we'll do this every week when you least expect it."
"Your choice." Ron stated.
Draco just stared at them as they finished undressing, kissed him deeply and then left the broom closet with a series of girly giggles. Malfoy wonder what the hell had just happened! While he wiped off Ron's fresh cum from his mouth, his brain was thinking out some great insults to last until the end of his Hogwards school years.

THE END