Roommates With Benefits 3
Title: Roommates With Benefits 3
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry/Draco
Rating: NC17
Warning(s): Sexual activity
Additional warning: Author is not responsible for underage readers. Mind the rating and warning(s).
Word count: 800
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for: Birthday gift for kitty_fic, who asked for more of Roommates With Benefits 2
Summary: Harry finds a new way to play.
In only a few short weeks, Harry had gotten rather talented at performing oral sex. At least Draco no longer complained about Harry's technique. The two of them continued to fool around with one another as a means of relieving the stress of their studies. Typically, they exchanged blow jobs two or three times a week. The rest of the time, they settled for hand jobs when one of them was especially busy.
Harry found himself enjoying his non-relationship with Draco. It was all about physical release, and it carried none of the drama and emotional upheaval he'd learned to associate with his prior relationships with girls. Harry was beginning to see the merits of blokes, but that didn't make him gay. Harry still turned his head when a pretty girl walked by. Sometimes, he fantasized about getting a blow job from such girls. However, he usually ended up wondering if they were as talented and enthusiastic at the task as Draco was. Harry doubted it. Draco had a cock, after all, and he knew how to handle one.
Thinking about blow jobs had caused Harry's pants to tighten considerably by the time he reached his dorm room. He hoped Draco was already there and in the mood for some stress relief. Harry opened the door and paused just inside the room. Obviously, Draco was ready for some stress relief, and he had started without Harry. Draco was lying on his bed with his trousers and pants down to his knees. He was slowly working a hand up and down the shaft of his erect cock. Harry licked his lips. He was intimately familiar with that cock, and he was almost jealous to see Draco was playing with it.
"Do you plan to stand over there and watch, or would you like to give me a hand with this?" taunted Draco.
Harry gave a guilty start and dragged his eyes up to his roommate's face. Draco was smirking at him. "Wanker," snorted Harry. He set his books down and sat on the edge of Draco's bed. He batted Draco's hand away and took over. Harry wrapped his fingers around the hot column of Draco's flesh and squeezed.
Draco hummed and squirmed a little.
"Is this what you want?" asked Harry. He stroked upwards and ran the pad of his thumb over the head of Draco's prick. Harry pushed his hand back down, not concerned with being gentle. "You like it rough, don't you?" he murmured.
"Less teasing, more pleasing," Draco bit out.
Harry grinned and applied himself to his task. He liked the fact that Draco enjoyed a bit of manhandling. Harry was free to wank his roommate the same way he wanked himself. His cock liked the idea, too. It swelled further, pressing against the front of Harry's trousers in search of relief. Unable and unwilling to contain himself any longer, Harry awkwardly opened his flies with his left hand.
Draco was moaning and thrusting himself into Harry's fist, and he didn't seem to care what Harry was doing. It wasn't until Harry paused in his activities to line their cocks up that Draco even opened his eyes. "What are you..." he began, only to end on a groan when Harry began sliding his hand up and down both shafts at once.
It felt fantastic. Pre-come leaked from each prick and provided just enough lubrication to make the friction bearable. The sensation of Draco's cock throbbing next to his own made Harry moan in delight. Why had they never tried this before? His eyes were riveted to the spectacle of their two cocks pressed together, flushed and swollen and visibly twitching.
When Draco added his hand to the party, Harry nearly came undone. He leaned closer to Draco, feeling the warmth of his roommate's body and filling his senses with the musky scent of their mutual arousal. Draco's breathing hitched, and Harry knew he was close. He'd gotten a head start on Harry, after all. Draco's hips jerked, and he pulsed over their entwined fingers.
Harry continued stroking, thrusting into their joined hands and rubbing against Draco's cock. In no time, he was adding his own release to the sticky mess between them. Harry gave his softening prick another slow, gentle stroke, then collapsed onto the bed. That he ended up partly draped across Draco's half-naked body didn't faze him.
"Potter?"
Harry responded with a tired grunt.
"I hate to tell you this," said Draco, "but I think you're bent."
Roommates With Benefits 4
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry/Draco
Rating: NC17
Warning(s): Sexual activity
Additional warning: Author is not responsible for underage readers. Mind the rating and warning(s).
Word count: 800
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for: Birthday gift for kitty_fic, who asked for more of Roommates With Benefits 2
Summary: Harry finds a new way to play.
In only a few short weeks, Harry had gotten rather talented at performing oral sex. At least Draco no longer complained about Harry's technique. The two of them continued to fool around with one another as a means of relieving the stress of their studies. Typically, they exchanged blow jobs two or three times a week. The rest of the time, they settled for hand jobs when one of them was especially busy.
Harry found himself enjoying his non-relationship with Draco. It was all about physical release, and it carried none of the drama and emotional upheaval he'd learned to associate with his prior relationships with girls. Harry was beginning to see the merits of blokes, but that didn't make him gay. Harry still turned his head when a pretty girl walked by. Sometimes, he fantasized about getting a blow job from such girls. However, he usually ended up wondering if they were as talented and enthusiastic at the task as Draco was. Harry doubted it. Draco had a cock, after all, and he knew how to handle one.
Thinking about blow jobs had caused Harry's pants to tighten considerably by the time he reached his dorm room. He hoped Draco was already there and in the mood for some stress relief. Harry opened the door and paused just inside the room. Obviously, Draco was ready for some stress relief, and he had started without Harry. Draco was lying on his bed with his trousers and pants down to his knees. He was slowly working a hand up and down the shaft of his erect cock. Harry licked his lips. He was intimately familiar with that cock, and he was almost jealous to see Draco was playing with it.
"Do you plan to stand over there and watch, or would you like to give me a hand with this?" taunted Draco.
Harry gave a guilty start and dragged his eyes up to his roommate's face. Draco was smirking at him. "Wanker," snorted Harry. He set his books down and sat on the edge of Draco's bed. He batted Draco's hand away and took over. Harry wrapped his fingers around the hot column of Draco's flesh and squeezed.
Draco hummed and squirmed a little.
"Is this what you want?" asked Harry. He stroked upwards and ran the pad of his thumb over the head of Draco's prick. Harry pushed his hand back down, not concerned with being gentle. "You like it rough, don't you?" he murmured.
"Less teasing, more pleasing," Draco bit out.
Harry grinned and applied himself to his task. He liked the fact that Draco enjoyed a bit of manhandling. Harry was free to wank his roommate the same way he wanked himself. His cock liked the idea, too. It swelled further, pressing against the front of Harry's trousers in search of relief. Unable and unwilling to contain himself any longer, Harry awkwardly opened his flies with his left hand.
Draco was moaning and thrusting himself into Harry's fist, and he didn't seem to care what Harry was doing. It wasn't until Harry paused in his activities to line their cocks up that Draco even opened his eyes. "What are you..." he began, only to end on a groan when Harry began sliding his hand up and down both shafts at once.
It felt fantastic. Pre-come leaked from each prick and provided just enough lubrication to make the friction bearable. The sensation of Draco's cock throbbing next to his own made Harry moan in delight. Why had they never tried this before? His eyes were riveted to the spectacle of their two cocks pressed together, flushed and swollen and visibly twitching.
When Draco added his hand to the party, Harry nearly came undone. He leaned closer to Draco, feeling the warmth of his roommate's body and filling his senses with the musky scent of their mutual arousal. Draco's breathing hitched, and Harry knew he was close. He'd gotten a head start on Harry, after all. Draco's hips jerked, and he pulsed over their entwined fingers.
Harry continued stroking, thrusting into their joined hands and rubbing against Draco's cock. In no time, he was adding his own release to the sticky mess between them. Harry gave his softening prick another slow, gentle stroke, then collapsed onto the bed. That he ended up partly draped across Draco's half-naked body didn't faze him.
"Potter?"
Harry responded with a tired grunt.
"I hate to tell you this," said Draco, "but I think you're bent."
Roommates With Benefits 4