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Harry was bored. Extremely bored. He hated parties. Luna, his date, skipped off to find some imaginary creature and Hermione was hiding to avoid Cormac, which is something Harry had to do as well. Ever since they fucked, Cormac thought it was okay for him to grope Harry's ass all the time. It was kind of annoying. But even more annoying was that Harry couldn't even sneak off with him for a quick shag, since Cormac was more interested in Hermione right now.
The Gryffindor sighed, before he picked up another butterbeer and went to make small talk with some people from lower grades. Eventually, Harry noticed an intense gaze on him. The black-haired male turned slightly and saw how Blaise was staring at him. The black-haired male frowned. He was confused about the Slytherin’s gaze, but Harry quickly forgot about it. He was just talking to Neville, when the fellow Gryffindor said:
“Harry? Why is Zabini staring at you like that? “
Harry looked at Blaise, who indeed looked at him again, and shrugged.
“Don’t know he’s been doing this all evening. “
From that moment on, Harry was hyper aware of Blaise’s eyes on him and they followed him wherever he went. A few minutes after Harry ended his conversation with Neville, the Gryffindor went to get some drink. Blaise did the same and when they were standing next to each other Blaise brushed against Harry. The Slytherin’s scent was wafting through the air. Harry thought that the dark-skinned Slytherin smelled heavenly: He wore cologne. But not a strong, bothersome one. It was a subtle, alluring scent: manly and arousing. The two men looked at each other. Blaise’s eyes were so dark that they were almost black. But their color was not the only intriguing thing about them: they were gleaming as if a bright fire was burning behind them. These features were complimented by the Slytherin’s high cheek bones, tall stature and perfect dark skin. Harry could safely say that Blaise was one of the most beautiful men he had ever seen.
Blaise smirked at the Gryffindor. Ever since Crabbe and Goyle drunkenly bragged about fucking the great Harry Potter, Blaise wanted to add the boy-who-lived to his collection of conquests. No one, except for him, in Slytherin believed Crabbe and Goyle’s story. Why should the famous Potter fuck with these trolls if he could have literally everyone? But Blaise knew that their story was too detailed and the two of them too dumb to make something as complex as this up.
The Slytherin held Harry’s gaze for a few more moments, before he grabbed a drink and left, brushing against Harry again. Over the next few minutes, Blaise stayed close to Harry, watching him with lustful eyes and finding reasons to touch him in a way that made Harry feel all hot and flustered. It only took a couple of minutes until Blaise could see that he already won Harry over.
‘That was easier than I expected? Who’d have known that the boy-who-lived would be so desperate? ‘
Blaise gave the Gryffindor a lazy smile and a wink, before sauntering out of the room knowing that Harry would follow him. The dark-skinned male led Harry to an empty classroom nearby and closed the door behimd the Gryffindor. Then he grabbed the Gryffindor’s shoulders, pressed him against a wall and kissed him passionately.
Harry immediately melted into the kiss, his body becoming pliant and submissive. Blaise slipped his tongue into Harry’s mouth, mapping it out and tasting him. He kissed him so hard, that Harry was hard in his robes by the time they broke apart. The Gryffindor felt dizzy and hot. He couldn’t grasp a single thought, because the only thing his mind could focus on was want.
Blaise watched the other male intensely for a few moments, before he stated:
“You’re gagging for it, aren’t you? “
Harry blushed and stammered something nonsensical.
“You’re gagging for getting fucked. You’re gagging for dick. My dick. “
The Gryffindor blushed even more. Blaise came closer, until only an inch was separating his body from Harry’s. When he spoke, Blaise’s hot breath hit Harry’s skin, making the smaller boy shiver.
“Tell me. Tell me how much you want me. Tell me how much you need me. “
Harry shivered from arousal, but remained silent. Blaise nibbled at his earlobe and whispered hotly:
“Tell me how desperate you are for me. “
“I-I...I...I want you. “
“Louder. “
Harry gulped.
“I-I want you. “
Blaise grinned.
“Good boy. Tell me that you need me. “
“I...I n-need you. “
“What do you need baby? “
The black-haired teenager gasped as Blaise mouthed at the sensitive spot on Harry’s jaw.And with that Harry’s self-control crumbled.
“Fuck me. I need you to fuck me. “
Blaise made a disapproving sound.
“Ask nicely baby boy. “
“Please fuck me. Please. I need you sobad. “
The Slytherin chuckled.
“So desperate. You’re such a slut. “
Blaise trailed his hand over Harry’s neck, making him gasp again.
“Undress me. “ the Slytherin commanded quietly.
With shaking hands, Harry unbuttoned Blaise’s robes slowly and pushed them off him. Then he loosened his bowtie and let it fall down to the floor.
“Slowly. Think of it as unpacking a present. “ Blaise whispered.
The Gryffindor pulled Blaise’s white dress shirt out of his trousers and unbuttoned it too. His hands were shaking more and more with every inch of dark skin he revealed. Eventually, the dress shirt fell down to the floor too and Harry stared wide eyed at Blaise’s torso. The Slytherin was even more beautiful shirtless: His torso was lean, not very muscular but still looking fit, Blaise had no hair except for a dark happy trail and his skin was smooth and spotless with a perfect complexion. He smiled smugly.
“Do you see something you like? “
Harry nodded mutely. When he was about to fumble the button of the Slytherin’s pants open, Blaise caught his hands.
“You’re going to be naked first. Strip. “
The Gryffindor was eager to get naked and so he got rid of his clothes fastly. Harry blushed under Blaise’s intense and lustful gaze, hic cock standing proudly. Blaise licked his lips.
‘He’s really attractive for a half-blood. No wonder Crabbe and Goyle were so eager to fuck him. And I doubt they were the only ones. ‘
With a feather-light touch, the Slytherin trailed a finger fron Harry’s collarbone to the base of his cock, smirking at the Gryffindor’s aroused shudder.
“Take off my pants. “
Harry pulled the remaining piece of clothing down and Blaise stepped out of it. When Harry saw Blaise fully naked, he whimpered desperately: Underneath his fit torso, Blaise had long, powerful legs, which were perfect to do powerful thrusts and his dick was one of the best Harry ever saw: Ten inches long and of moderate thickness, with trimmed black hair at the base, slightly curved to the left and with big balls underneath.
Blaise was amazed. Harry was even a bigger cockslut than he imagined. The Slytherin kissed him with intense passion again and made Harry breathless. Blaise’s mouth wandered to Harry’s neck, where he sucked lightly, before he whispered:
“On your knees. “
Feeling dazed, Harry lowered himself onto his knees, so that his face was in front of his lover’s dick.
“Go on baby boy. You know what to do. Don’t touch yourself. “
Harry nodded and lapped shakily at the head of Blaise’s cock. His tongue swirled around the erection, before he wrapped his lips around the cock. Slowly, he took more of the dick into his mouth until Harry had to stop and he started to bob his head up and down. Blaise breathed more heavily as his lover continued to suck him off for a few more minutes. Eventually, Blaise commanded him to stop.
The Slytherin bent Harry over a desk and revealed his tight, pink hole.
“You look good like this: Bending over for me. “
Blaise grabbed Harry’s right hand, lubed it with a quick spell and led it to Harry’s hole.
“Stretch yourself. “
Harry let out a shaky ‘yes’ and slipped a slippery finger inside himself. The Gryffindor prepared himself quickly and efficiently, finding his prostate soon.
Blaise’s eyes were glued to Harry’s fingers working his hole open. The movements were obviously very well practised and it aroused Blaise to see that Harry was doing this very often to himself. By the time, Harry had two fingers inside himself, his other hand was unconsciously sneaking towards his dick and he jerked himself off a few times. Blaise slapped his lover’s ass.
“I said no touching yourself. “
Harry whined pitifully and rocked back onto his own fingers. He yelped when he was spanked another two times.
“That’s for disobeying and for being greedy. “
The black-haired Gryffindor let his head hang and continued to finger himself. Soon he was desperate for a cock inside him. Blaise watched him amused and painfully hard. Then he grabbed Harry’s arm and pulled the smaller boy’s fingers out of his hole, which only closed slowly. Blaise brushed lightly against the muscle.
“So open and wet for me. Like a proper slut. “
With one hand, the dark-skinned male grabbed the base of his cock and lined himself up with Harry’s hole, but didn’t push in. Harry, who could feel the head of the cock pressing against him, was so desperate that he tried to push back and impale himself. Blaise knew he’d try that though and quickly moved away, before he slapped Harry’s ass again.
“Don’t be so greedy. “
“S-Sorry. “ Harry whispered.
Blaise lined himself up again and this time he pushed himself even inside, but only the tip of his cock entered Harry, before he withdrew again. Harry let out a choked sob. The Slytherin repeated to enter Harry teasingly and then quickly pull out again, until the Gryffindor was a sobbing mess. Blaise knew he had now absolute control over the boy-who-lived. He could have demanded anything and Harfy would have done it only to get his cock. This rush of power was the most exhilarating and arousing feeling, Blaise ever felt. He grabbed Harry’s waist tightly and penetrated Harry roughly. Blaise needed only one powerful thrust to bury his large cock completely in Harry. The Gryffindor cried out relieved as he was stretched widely and the Slytherin grunted. Harry’s hole was so bloody tight, his walls clinging to the hard cock. Immediately, the Slytherin started to move. With every thrust against his prostate, Harry moaned sluttily.
Blaise had to slap Harry’s hand away, because the Gryffindor tried to jerk himself off again.
“You’re going to cum only from my cock. “ the Slytherin growled.
Blaise started to fuck Harry in earnest now: He pounded his cock into the smaller boy forcefully, assaulting Harry’s prostate with every move. The Slytherin looked down to watch his glistening erection move in and out of his latest conquest. He quite enjoyed the contrast between Harry’s creamy white ass and his own black cock.
Soon, Harry’s tight body brought Blaise close to his climax. His thrusts became even more powerful and Harry was screaming in pleasure by now.
“Cum, slut. Cum from my cock. “
And Harry came: The Gryffindor had one of the most intense orgasms of his life. His dick exploded and he spurted huge amounts of cum all over the desk underneath him. Harry’s orgasm was so intense that he became light-headed for a moment.
“Fuck yes. “Blaise groaned.
After a couple more of his mighty thrusts, the dark-skinned male spilled his seed into Harry’s twitching body. When he rode out his orgasm, Blaise pulled out of Harry and asked:
“What does a good boy say after he was fucked? “
“Thank you. “ Harry whispered weakly.
Blaise patted his butt.
“Good boy. “
Blaise turned around to get dressed, when he saw another party guest standing in the door. It was the vampire, Sanguini. He was staring hungrily at Harry’s exposed ass. The Slytherin stepped aside and gestured to the vampire that he couls have a go at Harry. The vampire nodded graciously and walked soundlessly towards the exposed and unsuspecting teenager. Blaise grinned and got dressed quickly, before he left.
When he heard the door opening and closing, Harry was about to stand up again, but a cold hand pressed him back down. Confused and a bit afraid, Harry turned his head to see the vampire looming over him. The undead creature was getting out his dick, but remained dressed. The Gryffindor frowned and opened his mouth to say something, when the vampire rammed his dick inside him. The creature’s erection was bigger than Blaise was: At least 12 inches and as thick as a muggle beer can. Furthermore, the vampire cock was icy. The words Harry was abouto say were replaced with a wanton moan. The Gryffindor was already well-stretched and lubricated by Blaise, but he could still feel how the vampire stretched his insides. It was a great feeling, which made his dick harden again instantly. And the very cool temperature of the vampire inside him was fascinating and a new sensation.
The bloodsucking creature wasted no time and started to fuck Harry roughly. It’s been too long since he was inside such a hot and tight body. He didn’t even need to use his incanto. The boy was willing enough. The vampire knew he didn’t nees to be gentle either. He has been watching for a few minutes how the other human fucked this bitch almost violently and Sanguini could see how the boy liked it.
Vampires had an enormous stamina, as they were only able to reach their climax while drinking blood and so the vampire enjoyed this opportunity to the fullest. He fucked his human bitch for a long time making the boy cum twice. Sanguini felt like he could fuck this delicious hole forever. Eventually, the need to cum was stronger though.
The vampire leaned forward, until he could bury his face in Harry’s neck. He nosed the soft skin there, enjoying the rich scent of the human’s blood. Sanguini could tell that his blood would be delicious. So he extended his fangs and bit the boy’s neck. Once the fangs pierced Harry’s skin, many things happened simultaneously: The Gryffindor’s body convulsed and with a whimper, Harry came once again. And when the first drops of blood hit his tongue, the vampire spilled his seed into Harry as well.
Sanguini drank his fill and only stopped when he rode out his orgasm. He withdrew his fangs and licked over the wound to close it. The creature straightened up and licked his lips. His earlier assumption was right: The human boy had the most delicious blood he ever tasted. The vampire’s softening cock slipped out of Harry and it was pushed back under the vampire’s robes.
After he straightened his clothes, the vampire went out without a second thought, leaving Harry feeling satisfied, light-headed and still bent over the desk.