| What are friends for? |
[Jan. 9th, 2009|02:57 pm] |
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Harry was having a hard time sleeping. This was nothing new. Ron had seen Harry have many restless nights before Voldemort was finally defeated. Ron sat up in bed and listened. Harry and he had recently started sharing a flat and now that Hermione had recently started working in Romania, not too far from where Charlie was, Ron and Harry only saw her on the rare occasion she had time to visit.Ron had thought that he and Hermione might actually have a relationship but he didn't want to go to Romania and she couldn't pass up her chance to study under a great wizard such as Wolfbane. Ron heard Harry moaning. He got up wearing only his boxers. He saw no reason to dress as he went across the hall to Harry's room to check on him. "Harry, are you ok, mate?" Ron stuck his head in and heard Harry call out. "Ron!" "Yeah?", Ron answered back. Ron stepped inside. "Are you ok, Harry?" "Ron.. mmmm... Ron..." "What is it, Harry?" "Ron...ugg.. yeah.." Ron stepped closer. Was Harry dreaming? Harry lay on top of the covers in nothing but his boxers. They were tented and Harry was very obviously touching himself. Ron stared, wide eyed. "Damn, Ron, that feels so good, jus' like that, mmmm". Ron stood, mouth agape, as Harry writhed on top of his covers grabbing his sheets, moaning Ron's name and bucking his hips. "Don't stop, mate. Fuck... Keep going, Ron." Ron knew he shouldn't be into this and couldn't believe Harry was into him either. Despite any misgivings, Ron stepped closer to Harry and felt himself grow in his boxers. He nervously pulled himself out and started pulling himself off as Harry continued to say his name and moan. Ron thought he saw a smile cross Harry's lips and his eyes open slightly but still Harry kept moaning. "Mmm, that's it, Ron. Pull on it, mate." Ron faltered. Was Harry still dreaming or was he actually speaking to him now? "MMM, don't stop, Ron, fuckin' do it, baby." Ron wasn't sure if Harry was awake or not but he was getting fucking horny, himself. He told himself he wasn't into shagging guys but he couldn't take his eyes off Harry as he saw him pull his own hard dick out of his boxers and start jerking off right in front of him. Both boys pulled on their hard cocks and a passing muggle car on the street illuminated the room enough so Ron could see Harry's smiling eyes. Holy shit, Ron thought, we're really doing this! As if Harry read Ron's mind he reached out and took Ron's hard, leaking manhood. Ron gasped but didn't pull away. "Harry", was all Ron could whisper. "I want you, Ron", Harry smiled, devilishly. "I won't tell Hermione". Ron gasped as Harry pulled Ron closer and kept him standing near the side of his bed as he wrapped his hot mouth around Ron's cock. Some of Ron's red pubic hair got into Harry's mouth but Harry didn't mind."Why are you doing this, Harry?", Ron managed to whisper as he found himself putting his hand on the back of Harry's head."What are friends for?" Harry grinned as he sucked Ron for all he was worth. "Fuck, Harry! I never felt this fucking good before!", breathed Ron, excitedly. Harry grinned as sucking sounds filled the room. Ron's boxers fell to his ankles as he stepped out of them and Harry pulled Ron by his waist until Ron was in bed with him, straddling his face. Ron started to fuck Harry's mouth but Harry held him still as he swept his mouth up and down Ron's hard shaft. Harry jerked off using his other hand. Ron had never seen anything so fucking hot or been so fucking horny for anyone in his life. Ron felt Harry starting to suck the cum right into his hot mouth as his balls contracted.. "OH, fuck, Harry! I'm gonna cum, mate! Jesus! I'm gonna shoot!!!HARRY AAAAHHRGHH!!!!Ron gaped and couldn't breathe as he shot load after load into Harry's tightening lip lock.Harry gasped too and Ron saw his friend shoot all over his own legs and coat his belly. Some landed on Ron's face and Ron used his tongue to lick it off. After a long time Ron finally pulled his limp dick from his friends mouth and saw Harry had licked him clean. "Holy fuck, Harry! I've never felt anything like that in my life! You never were asleep, were you?" "NO", grinned Harry. "Why"... Ron started to ask. "Because I've always wanted to", Harry briefly stated. "Since when?", Ron said, in amazement. "Since we were eleven." Harry grinned. "I never knew", Ron stated. "I only recently realized it myself, really". Ron climbed into Harry's bed, naked and grinning. "Better late than never, mate". Ron kissed him softly and both knew things would never be the same. Thank God. |
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