Photographic Proof Chpt 3
Title: Photographic Proof (Chapter 3)
Author: DracoSexSlave
Pairing: CC/HP, CC/??, More To Come
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Colin Creevey has spotted Draco Malfoy in the Gryffindor common room. What's worse, he spotted Draco having his way with Colin's younger brother Dennis. Colin got the incident on film, of course, and went to his idol, Harry Potter, for advice. Harry's first instincts of outrage were soon quelled by the overwhelming urge to discover just how Colin's younger brother learned to work his body the way the pictures show...
Disclaimer: The usual. All characters belong to the amazing J.K. Rowling, this fantasy belongs to me. Enjoy and comment. You can find the earlier chapters of this story in my own journal.
Excerpt from Chapter Two:
Harry makes a small "hmm" noise as he presses closer, reaching around Colin to flip through the pictures himself. Colin can feel a definite hardness pressing against his leg as Harry stands over him. Harry lets out a soft yelp and presses against Colin's leg harder, grazing his hand down the younger boy's back as he spies pictures of Malfoy forcing the youngest Creevey to choke on his thick, Slytherin cock.
"Um, Harry?" whispers Colin.
"Your brother looks talented, Colin. I don't suppose that kind of skill runs in the family," Harry asks as his hand rubs in circles down the boy's back, eventually resting on his arse, betting the boy's buns through his tight jeans.
"Well, he uhm, I mean.. I did teach him a few things..."
"I see," purrs Harry, licking at Colin's earlobe. Harry slips his arm around Colin's waist, positinging the boy directly in front of him so that Harry's large bulge presses hard against the center of Colin's arse. "I always prefer to start with the teacher, you know, before dealing with the student."
Chapter Three:
Colin can feel Harry's seemingly enormous cock rubbing its length along the center of his quaking ass, feel it's heat through the layers of both their clothing. He tilts his head back and rests it on Harry's shoulder, exposing his soft, tender neck to Harry's gaze.
Harry, not willing to miss the opportunity, leans down and presses his lips to Colin's soft flesh. He sucks gently at first, testing the boy as one hand snakes under Colin's shirt and begins to rub his stomach. Colin purrs softly as Harry's lips suckle at his neck, his eyelids flutter when Harry gently nips the skin between his teeth.
"Oh, Harry..." Colin whispers. "I thought we were going to think about getting back at Draco. Not.. not that I mind.." the boy stammers.
Harry kisses his way up the side of Colin's neck and jaw until his lips rub against Colin's ear lobe. "We will definitely figure out a way to deal with Malfoy, but I'm rather enjoying this situation at the moment," says Harry as his hand slides further up Colin's smooth torso, rubbing over his chest. At the same time, Harry's hard cock pulses in his jeans and Colin lets out a gasp as he feels the twitch against his arse.
"Yes, Colin," Harry whispers into the younger Gryffindor's ear, a hint of amusement in his voice. "That's all for you. You're going to get to know every inch of it, intimately, very soon."
With that, Harry takes Colin's earlobe between his teeth and gently tugs down, before beginning to suck on it sensually. He drags his tongue along the edge of Colin's ear, curling the tip and dragging it along the ridge created by the outer and inner edges.
Colin's knees go week and Harry has to wrap both arms around the boy to hold him up. The hand that is below Colin's shirt begins to tweak and rub Colin's excited nipple, while Harry's right hand begins to unbutton and unzip Colin's pants. As the pants hit the floor, Colin clumsily steps out of them and Harry replaces his hand at the boy's waist, softly caressing the smooth, warm skin along the length of Colin's boxers waistband.
In an instant, Harry's hand is inside Colin's boxers, fingers gliding through a wispy patch of hair before reaching Colin's rock hard shaft. Harry's fingers wrap around the boy's rod and begin to stroke as his other hand works off Colin's shirt.
Colin whimpers when he feels the boy of his dream's warm, large hand wrap around his own cock. "Oh, Merlin, Harry.." he squeals, involuntarily bucking his hips forward.
Harry grins as he tosses Colin's shirt aside, still stroking the boys cock as Harry's lips meet Colin's flesh again, this time biting at the boy's exposed shoulder. "You know, Colin," Harry says between nibbles. "You're quite sexy. If you had spent a little less time trying to get my autograph and a little more time trying to get my pants off, I think we could have had quite the enjoyable relationship."
Colin's eyes roll back as he hears Harry's zipper being lowered. Then, suddenly, they snap open again as he feels the heat of what can only be Harry Potter's bare shaft pressing up against his own boxer clad bum. "Oh, gods," he mutters.
Harry drags his tongue along the arc created by Colin's shoulder and neck, stopping briefly to kiss his collar bone as his own pants fall to the floor. He pulls his hand out of Colin's boxers and quickly removes his own shirt, tossing it onto the pile of clothes pooling in the corner of the dormitory room.
Colin only has a moment to enjoy the thought of him standing there, in just his boxers, with the incredible Harry Potter bare naked behind him. The moment soon ends as Harry's naked body presses against him, smooth warm chest to smooth warm back, and Harry's hands come to Colin's boxers, tearing them off.
"Fuck," Colin yelps, the muggle word slipping out unintentionally as Colin feels Harry's hard naked shaft lay itself along the crack of his own bare arse. "Oh, Harry, I've never.."
Harry's eye brows raise at this and he smiles almost maliciously. "Are you a cherry, Colin?" he asks. He reaches down to hold his hard cock down, so that only the head of his shaft parts the younger boy's crack, dragging it from top, down between his cheeks, over the puckered hole, then down further where it pops between the boys thighs and pokes at the back of his sack.
"I've only ever..." Colin pants, "with my brother." His breathing is labored as Harry's cock strokes back and forth between his legs, the tip of the idol's cock clearly visible jutting out between his own legs. "He's never topped me, Harry."
Harry steps back and grabs Colin's shoulders, spinning him around. "Well then," he says. "I suppose we better do this the right way, then. I don't want my Colin getting hurt, do I?"
"My Colin?" the boy thinks to himself, heart fluttering. "What should I..." but Colin gets the idea as Harry smiles and begins to put pressure on his shoulders.
"Get it nice and wet, Colin. It'll be easier that way."
Then, Colin is on his knees, staring up in awe at Harry's sexy, naked body standing over him. In a daze, Colin reaches up and wraps his hand around Harry's cock, barely able to get his fingers to meet around the large shaft. His eyes pop open as he notices the length, "I thought it was Harry's magic wand that was eleven inches," Colin thinks to himself.
"Come on, Colin," Harry coos, gently stroking the boys hair and pulling his head forward. "We have work to do, remember?"
"Colin nods as he leans foward, pressing his lips to the tip of Harry's shaft. "I can't believe this is finally happening," he thinks to himself, reeling with emotion as his lips part and take the head into his hot, wet mouth. The boy starts french kissing Harry's cock head, twisting the lips around as his tongue swirls around in circles, sometimes darting forward to lick at the hole in the center."
"That's it, Colin," gasps Harry. "Mmm, I can tell you've done this before, at least. You Creevey brothers sure have some natural talent, don't you?"
Colin doesn't have a chance to wonder at how Harry would know about Dennis's natural talent, because at that instant Harry grabs the back of his head and roughly pulls him forward, shoving the majority of his large cock down Colin's throat.
"Oh, gods, yes! Suck it, Colin. Suck it," stammers Harry as he begins to pump his hips, fucking Colin's mouth and throat as he would Cho Changs pussy. Mercilessly.
Colin gags and sputters, tears pooling in his eyes as he attempts to open his throat for the invasion. He closes his eyes and concentrates as hard as he can, trying to relax his throat and allow Harry's cock to glide in and out without resistance.
"Mmmm, that's it Colin," groans Harry. "Open your throat up for me." Harry continues pounding the eldest Creevey brother's throat for a few minutes, allowing Colin the chance to get acquainted with every inch of his idol's throbbing cock, just as he'd promised. Colin can feel every vein along the shaft, every ripple in skin. The taste of Harry's cock becomes seared into his lips and tongue.
"Okay, stop, stop.." pants Harry, as he pulls his pulsing shaft from Colin's mouth. He looks down at the boy, spit glistening over his lips and chin as he pants, on his knees, in front of Harry. Harry's lip curls slightly at the sight, and he rubs his dripping cock over Colin's face. He holds Colin's head in place as he strokes his cock on the boys cheeks, chin, forehead, and then lengthwise across his lips.
"That was great, Colin," smiles Harry. "But I think it's time for that cherry to be busted, don't you?"
Colin looks up at Harry nervously, wondering what's gotten into the usually gentle boy. "I.. I suppose so, Harry.." he sttters.
Harry strokes Colin's cheek with the back of his hand while saying, "Isn't that what you've always wanted? I know it is, Colin. I know you've probably fallen asleep every night with your fingers up your arse, just wishing it was me, haven't you?" Harry's voice grew a little colder, and his hands gripped Colin's hair more urgently as he spoke the last words.
"Yes, yes, Harry."
"Good, get up."
Colin stands and Harry quickly spins him around. He presses down on the the boy's shoulders, so that Colin is bent in half, hands on the edge of the bed, arse out in the air, pointed at Harry.
"Delicious," mutters Harry, as he spreads Colin's legs with his feet. "Suck," he commands, as he places two of his fingers at Colin's lips. After Colin has gotten them sufficiently lubricated, Harry pulls them out of Colin's mouth and places them at his winking hole. Harry can feel the boy shivering slightly, out of anticipation and nervousness. Maybe a little fear. It makes his cock even harder and he hurries to place his slick fingers at the boy's small hole, pressing first one and then both fingers into Colin's warmth.
"Oh, sweet Medusa," yelps Colin as Harry's large fingers invade his tight hole. Harry was right, Colin had fingered his own arse numerous times, imagining it was the boy-who-lived buried deep inside him. But Harry's fingers were much longer and thicker than his own. He could only imagine what the older boy's huge cock was going to do to him. He quivered at the thought and his arse hole shuddered around Harry's fingers.
"Ah, you're ready then," Harry purrs. He pulls his fingers from Colin's bottom and steps forward, pressing the large head of his cock against the much smaller opening to Colin's smooth bum. "Ready for it, Colin," Harry says with a sneer, not really expecting a response as he juts his hips forward and half of his cock spears into the boy.
"Ah, fuck, fuck!" screams Colin. "Oh, Harry, take it easy, please..."
"Harry's eyes are closed and he bites his bottom lip as he gets used to the tight warmth wrapped around the first half of his twitching shaft. He gives the boy, and himself, a few minutes to get used to the new sensation before pulling his cock out to the head, then sliding in again, a little further this time.
"Ssssssss," Harry hisses. "You're so fucking tight, Creevey."
Colin has his eyes squeezed shut, his fingers grip the bed achingly, his knuckles pearly white as he attempts to relax, begs his arse to open up for Harry's cock before it tears him apart. He can't understand why Harry is being so brutal, is this payback for all the years of Colin annoying Harry by taking picture after picture of the older boy?
Harry has his hands on the boy's hips, gripping tightly as he begins thrusting in and out. He feels Colin trying to relax, which makes it easier for his cock to slide back and forth. He bends his knees slightly and begins to pump harder, digging his cock into the boy deeper, at an angle.
Colin's eyes snap open and he squeals as Harry's cock, aided by the new position, hits something inside him. He feels his entire body quiver as the head and shaft of Harry's dick brush against the little button again and again. The boy's whole relaxes completely and he takes the pounding that Harry's cock is giving him with pleasure.
Harry grins as he realizes what is happening. The quivering in the younger boy's body tells him that he is close to orgasm. Harry begins to grunt and aims for that spot on each inward thrust. He raises a hand from Colin's hips and brings it down with a smack on the boy's ass, causing Colin's hole to clamp around his cock. He does this again and again as he nears his own climax.
"Oh, Harry. Yes. Yess," Colin moans, his head lolling from side to side as cum starts jetting from his cock, which is pumping furiously at the air in front of him. The streams of hot cream spray violently forward, splattering against his own chest and stomach, and landing on the bed and floor before him.
As Colin's orgasm hits him, his arse trembles and quivers around Harry's pumping cock, triggering his own orgasm. Harry grips the boy's hips tightly and slams forward one last time, burying himself balls deep in the tight, quaking cavern as his jizz releases into the boy. He feels jet after jet stream out, and Colin himself can tell that Harry is filling him with his cum.
The boys collapse forward, Harry on top of Colin. They're panting, half on the bed, half on the floor as the try to catch their breath.
"Harry, that was.. I never knew you were so.."
Harry bit the back of Colin's neck and slowly got up. He knew he didn't have much time. "I'll see you in a bit, Colin. There's something I have to do. We'll work on the plan later." With that, Harry retreived his clothes from the corner of the room and headed for the door.
Colin, weak from the fucking he had just taken, and leaking Harry's cream from his own hole slowly raised up and turned just in time to see Harry headed for the door, clothes in hand. Colin noticed, with fear, that Harry's body looked slimer, paler. And, his hair was getting lighter.
To Be Continued...
Author: DracoSexSlave
Pairing: CC/HP, CC/??, More To Come
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Colin Creevey has spotted Draco Malfoy in the Gryffindor common room. What's worse, he spotted Draco having his way with Colin's younger brother Dennis. Colin got the incident on film, of course, and went to his idol, Harry Potter, for advice. Harry's first instincts of outrage were soon quelled by the overwhelming urge to discover just how Colin's younger brother learned to work his body the way the pictures show...
Disclaimer: The usual. All characters belong to the amazing J.K. Rowling, this fantasy belongs to me. Enjoy and comment. You can find the earlier chapters of this story in my own journal.
Excerpt from Chapter Two:
Harry makes a small "hmm" noise as he presses closer, reaching around Colin to flip through the pictures himself. Colin can feel a definite hardness pressing against his leg as Harry stands over him. Harry lets out a soft yelp and presses against Colin's leg harder, grazing his hand down the younger boy's back as he spies pictures of Malfoy forcing the youngest Creevey to choke on his thick, Slytherin cock.
"Um, Harry?" whispers Colin.
"Your brother looks talented, Colin. I don't suppose that kind of skill runs in the family," Harry asks as his hand rubs in circles down the boy's back, eventually resting on his arse, betting the boy's buns through his tight jeans.
"Well, he uhm, I mean.. I did teach him a few things..."
"I see," purrs Harry, licking at Colin's earlobe. Harry slips his arm around Colin's waist, positinging the boy directly in front of him so that Harry's large bulge presses hard against the center of Colin's arse. "I always prefer to start with the teacher, you know, before dealing with the student."
Chapter Three:
Colin can feel Harry's seemingly enormous cock rubbing its length along the center of his quaking ass, feel it's heat through the layers of both their clothing. He tilts his head back and rests it on Harry's shoulder, exposing his soft, tender neck to Harry's gaze.
Harry, not willing to miss the opportunity, leans down and presses his lips to Colin's soft flesh. He sucks gently at first, testing the boy as one hand snakes under Colin's shirt and begins to rub his stomach. Colin purrs softly as Harry's lips suckle at his neck, his eyelids flutter when Harry gently nips the skin between his teeth.
"Oh, Harry..." Colin whispers. "I thought we were going to think about getting back at Draco. Not.. not that I mind.." the boy stammers.
Harry kisses his way up the side of Colin's neck and jaw until his lips rub against Colin's ear lobe. "We will definitely figure out a way to deal with Malfoy, but I'm rather enjoying this situation at the moment," says Harry as his hand slides further up Colin's smooth torso, rubbing over his chest. At the same time, Harry's hard cock pulses in his jeans and Colin lets out a gasp as he feels the twitch against his arse.
"Yes, Colin," Harry whispers into the younger Gryffindor's ear, a hint of amusement in his voice. "That's all for you. You're going to get to know every inch of it, intimately, very soon."
With that, Harry takes Colin's earlobe between his teeth and gently tugs down, before beginning to suck on it sensually. He drags his tongue along the edge of Colin's ear, curling the tip and dragging it along the ridge created by the outer and inner edges.
Colin's knees go week and Harry has to wrap both arms around the boy to hold him up. The hand that is below Colin's shirt begins to tweak and rub Colin's excited nipple, while Harry's right hand begins to unbutton and unzip Colin's pants. As the pants hit the floor, Colin clumsily steps out of them and Harry replaces his hand at the boy's waist, softly caressing the smooth, warm skin along the length of Colin's boxers waistband.
In an instant, Harry's hand is inside Colin's boxers, fingers gliding through a wispy patch of hair before reaching Colin's rock hard shaft. Harry's fingers wrap around the boy's rod and begin to stroke as his other hand works off Colin's shirt.
Colin whimpers when he feels the boy of his dream's warm, large hand wrap around his own cock. "Oh, Merlin, Harry.." he squeals, involuntarily bucking his hips forward.
Harry grins as he tosses Colin's shirt aside, still stroking the boys cock as Harry's lips meet Colin's flesh again, this time biting at the boy's exposed shoulder. "You know, Colin," Harry says between nibbles. "You're quite sexy. If you had spent a little less time trying to get my autograph and a little more time trying to get my pants off, I think we could have had quite the enjoyable relationship."
Colin's eyes roll back as he hears Harry's zipper being lowered. Then, suddenly, they snap open again as he feels the heat of what can only be Harry Potter's bare shaft pressing up against his own boxer clad bum. "Oh, gods," he mutters.
Harry drags his tongue along the arc created by Colin's shoulder and neck, stopping briefly to kiss his collar bone as his own pants fall to the floor. He pulls his hand out of Colin's boxers and quickly removes his own shirt, tossing it onto the pile of clothes pooling in the corner of the dormitory room.
Colin only has a moment to enjoy the thought of him standing there, in just his boxers, with the incredible Harry Potter bare naked behind him. The moment soon ends as Harry's naked body presses against him, smooth warm chest to smooth warm back, and Harry's hands come to Colin's boxers, tearing them off.
"Fuck," Colin yelps, the muggle word slipping out unintentionally as Colin feels Harry's hard naked shaft lay itself along the crack of his own bare arse. "Oh, Harry, I've never.."
Harry's eye brows raise at this and he smiles almost maliciously. "Are you a cherry, Colin?" he asks. He reaches down to hold his hard cock down, so that only the head of his shaft parts the younger boy's crack, dragging it from top, down between his cheeks, over the puckered hole, then down further where it pops between the boys thighs and pokes at the back of his sack.
"I've only ever..." Colin pants, "with my brother." His breathing is labored as Harry's cock strokes back and forth between his legs, the tip of the idol's cock clearly visible jutting out between his own legs. "He's never topped me, Harry."
Harry steps back and grabs Colin's shoulders, spinning him around. "Well then," he says. "I suppose we better do this the right way, then. I don't want my Colin getting hurt, do I?"
"My Colin?" the boy thinks to himself, heart fluttering. "What should I..." but Colin gets the idea as Harry smiles and begins to put pressure on his shoulders.
"Get it nice and wet, Colin. It'll be easier that way."
Then, Colin is on his knees, staring up in awe at Harry's sexy, naked body standing over him. In a daze, Colin reaches up and wraps his hand around Harry's cock, barely able to get his fingers to meet around the large shaft. His eyes pop open as he notices the length, "I thought it was Harry's magic wand that was eleven inches," Colin thinks to himself.
"Come on, Colin," Harry coos, gently stroking the boys hair and pulling his head forward. "We have work to do, remember?"
"Colin nods as he leans foward, pressing his lips to the tip of Harry's shaft. "I can't believe this is finally happening," he thinks to himself, reeling with emotion as his lips part and take the head into his hot, wet mouth. The boy starts french kissing Harry's cock head, twisting the lips around as his tongue swirls around in circles, sometimes darting forward to lick at the hole in the center."
"That's it, Colin," gasps Harry. "Mmm, I can tell you've done this before, at least. You Creevey brothers sure have some natural talent, don't you?"
Colin doesn't have a chance to wonder at how Harry would know about Dennis's natural talent, because at that instant Harry grabs the back of his head and roughly pulls him forward, shoving the majority of his large cock down Colin's throat.
"Oh, gods, yes! Suck it, Colin. Suck it," stammers Harry as he begins to pump his hips, fucking Colin's mouth and throat as he would Cho Changs pussy. Mercilessly.
Colin gags and sputters, tears pooling in his eyes as he attempts to open his throat for the invasion. He closes his eyes and concentrates as hard as he can, trying to relax his throat and allow Harry's cock to glide in and out without resistance.
"Mmmm, that's it Colin," groans Harry. "Open your throat up for me." Harry continues pounding the eldest Creevey brother's throat for a few minutes, allowing Colin the chance to get acquainted with every inch of his idol's throbbing cock, just as he'd promised. Colin can feel every vein along the shaft, every ripple in skin. The taste of Harry's cock becomes seared into his lips and tongue.
"Okay, stop, stop.." pants Harry, as he pulls his pulsing shaft from Colin's mouth. He looks down at the boy, spit glistening over his lips and chin as he pants, on his knees, in front of Harry. Harry's lip curls slightly at the sight, and he rubs his dripping cock over Colin's face. He holds Colin's head in place as he strokes his cock on the boys cheeks, chin, forehead, and then lengthwise across his lips.
"That was great, Colin," smiles Harry. "But I think it's time for that cherry to be busted, don't you?"
Colin looks up at Harry nervously, wondering what's gotten into the usually gentle boy. "I.. I suppose so, Harry.." he sttters.
Harry strokes Colin's cheek with the back of his hand while saying, "Isn't that what you've always wanted? I know it is, Colin. I know you've probably fallen asleep every night with your fingers up your arse, just wishing it was me, haven't you?" Harry's voice grew a little colder, and his hands gripped Colin's hair more urgently as he spoke the last words.
"Yes, yes, Harry."
"Good, get up."
Colin stands and Harry quickly spins him around. He presses down on the the boy's shoulders, so that Colin is bent in half, hands on the edge of the bed, arse out in the air, pointed at Harry.
"Delicious," mutters Harry, as he spreads Colin's legs with his feet. "Suck," he commands, as he places two of his fingers at Colin's lips. After Colin has gotten them sufficiently lubricated, Harry pulls them out of Colin's mouth and places them at his winking hole. Harry can feel the boy shivering slightly, out of anticipation and nervousness. Maybe a little fear. It makes his cock even harder and he hurries to place his slick fingers at the boy's small hole, pressing first one and then both fingers into Colin's warmth.
"Oh, sweet Medusa," yelps Colin as Harry's large fingers invade his tight hole. Harry was right, Colin had fingered his own arse numerous times, imagining it was the boy-who-lived buried deep inside him. But Harry's fingers were much longer and thicker than his own. He could only imagine what the older boy's huge cock was going to do to him. He quivered at the thought and his arse hole shuddered around Harry's fingers.
"Ah, you're ready then," Harry purrs. He pulls his fingers from Colin's bottom and steps forward, pressing the large head of his cock against the much smaller opening to Colin's smooth bum. "Ready for it, Colin," Harry says with a sneer, not really expecting a response as he juts his hips forward and half of his cock spears into the boy.
"Ah, fuck, fuck!" screams Colin. "Oh, Harry, take it easy, please..."
"Harry's eyes are closed and he bites his bottom lip as he gets used to the tight warmth wrapped around the first half of his twitching shaft. He gives the boy, and himself, a few minutes to get used to the new sensation before pulling his cock out to the head, then sliding in again, a little further this time.
"Ssssssss," Harry hisses. "You're so fucking tight, Creevey."
Colin has his eyes squeezed shut, his fingers grip the bed achingly, his knuckles pearly white as he attempts to relax, begs his arse to open up for Harry's cock before it tears him apart. He can't understand why Harry is being so brutal, is this payback for all the years of Colin annoying Harry by taking picture after picture of the older boy?
Harry has his hands on the boy's hips, gripping tightly as he begins thrusting in and out. He feels Colin trying to relax, which makes it easier for his cock to slide back and forth. He bends his knees slightly and begins to pump harder, digging his cock into the boy deeper, at an angle.
Colin's eyes snap open and he squeals as Harry's cock, aided by the new position, hits something inside him. He feels his entire body quiver as the head and shaft of Harry's dick brush against the little button again and again. The boy's whole relaxes completely and he takes the pounding that Harry's cock is giving him with pleasure.
Harry grins as he realizes what is happening. The quivering in the younger boy's body tells him that he is close to orgasm. Harry begins to grunt and aims for that spot on each inward thrust. He raises a hand from Colin's hips and brings it down with a smack on the boy's ass, causing Colin's hole to clamp around his cock. He does this again and again as he nears his own climax.
"Oh, Harry. Yes. Yess," Colin moans, his head lolling from side to side as cum starts jetting from his cock, which is pumping furiously at the air in front of him. The streams of hot cream spray violently forward, splattering against his own chest and stomach, and landing on the bed and floor before him.
As Colin's orgasm hits him, his arse trembles and quivers around Harry's pumping cock, triggering his own orgasm. Harry grips the boy's hips tightly and slams forward one last time, burying himself balls deep in the tight, quaking cavern as his jizz releases into the boy. He feels jet after jet stream out, and Colin himself can tell that Harry is filling him with his cum.
The boys collapse forward, Harry on top of Colin. They're panting, half on the bed, half on the floor as the try to catch their breath.
"Harry, that was.. I never knew you were so.."
Harry bit the back of Colin's neck and slowly got up. He knew he didn't have much time. "I'll see you in a bit, Colin. There's something I have to do. We'll work on the plan later." With that, Harry retreived his clothes from the corner of the room and headed for the door.
Colin, weak from the fucking he had just taken, and leaking Harry's cream from his own hole slowly raised up and turned just in time to see Harry headed for the door, clothes in hand. Colin noticed, with fear, that Harry's body looked slimer, paler. And, his hair was getting lighter.
To Be Continued...