A Good Night

Percy walked into the kitchen a little after one in the morning. He had been working long hours at the Ministry and had been coming home later and later every night. He opened the oven door and found a neatly prepared dinner plate of meatloaf and roast carrots his mum had left in the vain hope that it would stay warm. He pulled the plate out and began to eat with his hands, too tired to use cutlery.

“Hey there Perce.”

Percy looked up, startled. It was Harry Potter, his brother’s best friend.

“Didn’t know you were here!” Percy said a little too loudly. He had recently developed a small crush on Harry ever since he had arrived at the Burrow for the summer. Puberty had been kind to Harry, and he had transformed from a gawky boy to a muscled man, a manhood that was distracting Percy at the moment as Harry was dressed only in a pair of white briefs.

Harry had moved to the fridge and was inspecting the possibilities of a late night snack. He had his ass popped out at just the right angle. And what an ass, sinewy but soft, Percy wondered what it would be like to bury his face between those two perfect cheeks. Percy’s dick twitched.

“You want anything?” Harry asked.

Percy averted his gaze immediately, he hoped Harry hadn’t caught him staring.

“No… No… I’m good.” Percy stammered.

Percy was out to his parents. His older brothers knew, he was pretty sure Fred and George knew, they knew everything. But Ron didn’t, and Percy didn’t want Ron to find out by having Harry tell Ron that his creepy brother was checking him out.

But how could you not? Harry had moved from the fridge to the table, carrying a glass of milk, he put the glass to his lips, threw his head back and started chugging. Percy took the moment to appreciate Harry’s chest, his finely sculpted abs, the Apollo’s belt and the treasure trail that lead right to the business. He had a six-pack! Percy had never had a six pack in his life and this boy who was four years his junior had one! Some people had all the luck.

Harry finished his milk with a satisfied groan. A small stream of milk had made it’s way down his chin. It was at this point that Percy’s dick was making its way to half-mast.

“You’ve got a little…” Percy pointed at Harry’s chin.

“What?” Harry looked perplexed.

“Your chin, you’ve got some…” Percy was trying to concentrate on making his boner go down.

“Right here?” Harry stuck out his tongue and licked the milk off his chin. All sails went forward in Percy’s boxers.

“Got it.” Percy sat down, trying to cover up his erection which was no easy feat as Weasley men were known for their enormous girth.

“Can I ask you something?” Harry asked, scratching his ass.

“Anything.” Percy was silently trying to placate his erection. Promising it the finest lube and a long jerk-off session if it would just go down.

“Are you gay?” Percy’s erection shrank almost immediately. His penis and balls had receded into his groin and he felt like he was ten years old again.

“What kind of question is that?” Percy may have graduated as Head Boy and top of the class, but the world’s best liar he was not.

“It’s okay if you are, I am.”

“Well the first step is coming out.” Percy sounded like a cheesy pamphlet. “Does Ron know?”

“He’s cool with it, says he doesn’t care which team I play for as long as I support the Cannons.” Harry said.

“That’s good.” Percy could feel the blood returning to the rest of his body.

“But are you gay?” Persistent little bugger.

“Yes.” After all these years it was still strange to come out to people. It was an open secret at work. When he was in school, everyone knew. It wasn’t so much that he was closeted, Percy was just boring. But now Percy had his kid brother’s ripped famous friend sitting across from him at the kitchen table. Did he dare dream?

No. Thought Percy. I can’t even think about this. He probably wouldn’t even want me. “Aren’t you cold?” Percy tried to deflect.

Harry laughed. “No, I actually like it in my skivvies.”

Percy’s dick hardened faster than quick-drying concrete.

“Night is the only time I really get to do it. I can’t imagine your mum being okay with me walking around like this during the day.” Harry seemed to
have become distracted by a dust mote on his arm.

“I’m sure Ginny wouldn’t mind.” Percy’s tongue had gone on autopilot. And the dial was set for stupid.

“Would you mind?” Harry asked, looking up from his flexed arm.

“Wh... what?” Percy blushed.

“Would you mind if I walked around in my briefs like this. All day.” Harry was now looking at his nipples, perky from the midnight air.

Percy didn’t know what to say. His mental defenses had shut down. He decided to go with the truth. “I wouldn’t mind. You’ve got quite a… quite a… nice abs.”

Harry looked up. “Thanks. Quidditch.”

There was an awkward silence. Harry stuck his hand into his briefs and adjusted his balls.

“Do you fancy me?” Harry asked, almost innocently.

At this point, Percy was sure his dick would never be soft again. He’d have to go through life with a permanent erection.

“Ummm…” Percy wasn’t normally this flustered.

“You can just say yes. I saw you checking out my ass earlier.” Harry smiled, “All summer really.”
Not knowing what to do, Percy crossed his legs.

“Do you want to fuck me?”

Percy was certain he had started drooling. This was surreal, he felt like he was going mad, like he was in a scene from his porn collection. He threw caution to the wind, opened his very dry mouth and said, “Yes.”

Harry smiled a half smile. “Good, cause I want you to fuck me too.” Harry got up from the table, moved over to Percy, and kissed him. Percy let his tongue invade his whole mouth. Harry smelled like a deep musk, like testosterone, like a long day on the Quidditch field.

Quick as a flash, Harry had unbuttoned Percy’s shirt and threw it off. He moved his tongue out of Percy’s mouth, down his neck, to his nipples. The sensation of the cool night air mixed with the warmth of Harry’s tongue drove Percy wild. He began to quietly moan.

Harry sucked on Percy’s nipple, enjoying the divide of the smooth nipple against the course ginger hair of Percy’s chest. And then he moves lower, making a long continuous trail with his tongue, encircling the belly button, and down the treasure trail to the pants. Harry could see little hairs from Percy’s pubes peeking out.

Percy couldn’t believe this was happening. He made to quickly unbuckle his belt but Harry pushed his hands back. And then with uncanny skill, Harry slowly undid Percy’s belt, pulling it out at a languid pace. Percy rocked his hips into Harry’s face. Harry undid the buttons, he pulled down the zipper, and pulled down Percy’s boxers, releasing his pulsating cock. It was uncut and nine inches long.

“Ron wasn’t lying when he said Weasley men have big dicks.” Harry said, taking hold of Percy’s member, he thrust his nose into Percy’s red pubes. Harry thrust his nose into them and breathed in Percy’s musk. It was a dark, warm, sour smell, a smell of sweat and semen. His pubes felt like Velcro against his nose. Harry badly wanted to get to Percy’s huge dick, it was throbbing and veiny and dripping pre-cum. But there were a few more things he wanted to do down here. Kissing his way down, Harry got to Percy’s balls. He sucked them into his mouth and started humming. Percy almost came right then.

Harry moved further, down to Percy’s taint, and licked it, enjoying the ridges and salty sweet taste.

From there, Harry went for Percy’s cock. He took it in his right hand and kissed the head. He licked every inch of it. Up the vein on the front, and down the back to Percy’s pubes where Harry stuck his nose one more time, breathing in Percy’s scent. He drew back, breathed in deep, and put his mouth on Percy’s dick. Inch, by aggravating inch.

“If it’s too big for you…” Percy said nervously, “you can just—“

But Percy didn’t get to finish his sentence as he was suddenly overcome with the pleasure of being deepthroated. Harry had swallowed Percy’s entire cock. He let out a loud moan. He began to thrust, Harry gagged a little.

“I’m not hurting you am I?” Percy was nervous he had done something wrong.

Harry looked up at him with a hunger in his eyes. “I want you to fuck my mouth as hard as you can.”

This was all Percy needed to hear. He started thrusting. Rocking his hips back and forth into the warmth of Harry’s mouth. He got up from the chair, never missing a beat with his thrusts, put his hands in Harry’s messy black hair, and began to buck like a jackhammer. Harry grabbed Percy’s balls and pulled, Percy moaned.

Percy slowed down.

“What’s wrong?” Harry asked.

“I want a piece of that gorgeous ass.” Percy said, sitting down, almost out of breath. Harry smirked and began to take off his underwear.

“No, leave them.” Percy grunted, spinning Harry around. Through the briefs Percy caressed Harry’s ass, feeling its firmness. With his mouth he pulled down the strap. There it was. A well-toned, perfect, glorious ass, it was covered in a dusting of black pubic hair. Percy licked up the sides, enjoying the sensation of hair against his tongue. He pulled down the briefs all the way and proceeded to eat Harry’s ass out. He licked every inch of it and pushed his tongue into Harry’s hole, fucking him with his tongue. Harry began to groan, he reached his hand back and pushed Percy in deeper. Percy pulled back, stuck one of his fingers in his mouth, sucked on it, and then slowly pushed it inside Harry’s asshole, he pulled it out, and pushed, languidly fingerfucking him. He added a second finger, and then a third. Harry didn’t have any restraint left.

“Fuck me Percy, take out your cock and fuck me.”

And Percy wanted too. He wanted to so bad. His cock was wet from the pre-cum and the blowjob that Harry had given him. But there was one problem.

“I don’t have a condom, Harry.”

Harry reached over to his discarded briefs and pulled out a small mylar packet and a bottle of lube.

“Mr. Magic’s No-Fail Prophylactic, you don’t feel a thing.” Harry said desperately.

“Were you expecting this to happen?” Percy asked.

“I had a feeling. Now fuck me.”

Percy awkwardly put the condom on. It had been a while since those dorm days with Oliver Wood. He pinched the reservoir at the top of the condom and rolled the latex down his throbbing member. Harry bent over the table and Percy lubed up his ass.

As he slowly worked his cock in, Percy groaned, he could feel the bristly hair of Harry’s ass against his member. Harry gasped, and then Percy put the rest in.

Percy began pounding Harry, and Harry moaned. Percy thrusted deeper and deeper, each thrust feeling even better than the last.

“Are you close?” Harry asked, breathless.

“Oh yah!” Percy practically screamed.

“Come on my chest.”

Percy pulled out of Harry, turned him over, whipped off the condom, and began masturbating furiously. Harry put his hands on Percy’s throbbing member and helped. And finally, Percy came all over Harry’s chest. All over his six pack and his beautiful pecs and his Apollo’s belt, and without missing a beat, Percy bent down and licked his own jizz all the way up to Harry’s mouth where he kissed him, sharing his spunk with the Boy Who Lived.

It was a good night.