Wet slurping noises could easily be heard through the slightly ajar door to a long unused classroom at Hogwarts as the moon sat high in the star filled sky, with nothing but the silence of the castle to bear witness to a scene to shudder the foundations of the magical community at large.
Inside the classroom stands a fully undressed Draco Malfoy, leaning back against the blackboard, eyes closed and hand resting on the head of a equally nude boy with a lightning bolt shaped scar on his forehead.
"Merlin, Potter," Draco gasped, gripping the Boy Who Lived's hair reflexively as Harry's lips slid down to the base of his erect penis, buried deep in his partner's throat. "Who knew you'd be so damn good at this?"
Harry chose not to respond to the blonde Slytherin, working his mouth all around his rival's hard cock, making the effort to fondle Draco's balls with seemingly well practiced hands.
Within moments the Malfoy heir moaned in loud passion as Harry drew back, using his hands now to jerk off Draco's erupting penis, mouth open to accept the ropes of cum that did not land on his face or hair.
"Been saving up, Malfoy," Harry asked with a smirk, face practically plastered with the pureblood's sperm.
Breathing heavily, Draco sneered, "As if. Parkinson wont let a night go by without having me sploodge in that cesspit she calls a pussy. No, I had a double shot of Sperm Increasing Potion... figured you'd enjoy it."
Harry licked some of the said 'sploodge' off his lips, "We'll see who enjoys what now that its my turn. Bend over that desk there."
Sneering at his companion, Malfoy nevertheless allows himself to be bent over; Harry's rather thick penis readily penetrating Draco's ass...
A large flash and smell of smoke fills the room - grinning like a madwoman Rita Skeeter steps out of the shadows, holding a camera and several pages of Quick-Quote parchment.
"Well, well, well," she drawled, looking at the suddenly caught duo triumphantly, "who would've thought that the so-called icon's of Gryffindor and Slytherin would be so... close to each other?"
"Wha - How did you get in here," demanded Draco, eyes blazing at the reporter, about to reach for where he put his wand.
But Rita just laughed, "Looking for these," she asked, holding up Harry and Draco's wands. "I figured you wouldn't need them since you were so involved in using your... 'other' wands."
"You bitch-"
But Rita flicked her own wand, "Immobulus!"
Now frozen in doggy-style, Harry and Draco could only glare as Rita took several pictures at several angles of their situation - being sure to get several closeups on the actual 'point of entry'.
"This could just make my career, boys," Rita simpered, eyes dancing with glee. "A scandalous tryst between two secret gay lovers, both with their own girlfriends, and rivals to boot!
"Now... since you're stuck there until I release you... I want to offer you a deal, in exchange for me keeping these pictures for my own personal enjoyment instead of releasing them to the public you boys are going to..." |