Ocularus
• Ages - Teens
• Category - Literature - Fan Literature
• Category - Literature - Original Literature
• Category - Misc.
• Critique - Encouraged
• Critique - Optional
• Filters - Adult imagery
• Filters - Nudity
• Series - H - Harry Potter
• Series - H - Harry Potter
• Series - H - Harry Potter - Fred Weasley
• Series - H - Harry Potter - George Weasley
• Series - H - Harry Potter - Oliver Wood
• Series - H - Harry Potter - Ron Weasley
• Theme - Alternate Universe
• Theme - Family
• Theme - Mature - Anal
• Theme - Mature - Erotic Nude
• Theme - Mature - Humiliation
• Theme - Mature - Incest
• Theme - Mature - Master-Slave
• Theme - Mature - Masturbation
• Theme - Mature - Non-consensual
• Theme - Mature - Oral
• Theme - Mature - Orgasm/Cumshot
• Theme - Mature - Rimming/Salad tossing
• Theme - Mature - Slash
• Theme - Mature - Tasteful Nude
• Theme - Mature - Yaoi/Hard core
• Theme - Voyeurism
• Time taken - 1-2 hours
• Time taken - 2-4 hours
• Time taken - 4-8 hours
• Time taken - Who knows?
• Tools - Literary Work
• Tools - Literary Work - Prose/Stories
Occularus
By Notsalony
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Note: This story is dedicated to my dear friend Ali who came up with this idea as a challenge to see if I could do it and make it believable. -smiles- Thanks Ali.
Pairing: Ron/Ron; Harry/Oliver, Harry/Twins, Oliver/Twins, Twins/Twins, Harry/Oliver/Twins
I’m also going to go ahead and enter this into Katsuyo’s Valentine’s Day Challenge, and put it under challenge five, the “I’ll do you” challenge.
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Ron was sitting there on his bed amongst a stack of book. Represented were several sections of the library. The librarian under the impression he was working on a complex charm chart for his charm’s class. While in reality he’d decided to invent a charm all his own rather then research one. Finding the bits of magic he needed for this task had proved daunting for a little while but now he was about to enjoy the fruits of his labors.
He was combining a remote viewing charm with a directional locator spell. While adding in an untraceable and a few other charms. He’d cobbled together a charm he was calling his peeker’s plus charm. He smirked again as he looked at Harry’s Marauder’s Map that he’d borrowed. He’d told Harry he wanted to look for seldom used places to make out in.
He wasn’t about to blab that he’d just spent three weeks making a charm that he wasn’t even sure would work. But, now he was ready to test it. He spread out the map till he could see the locker rooms on it. Smirking to himself he pointed his wand at it and coughing to clear his throat began the three small words he’d charmed to work this spell.
He smirked as he felt his mind’s eye being pulled to the point he’d touched with his wand. Laying back to enjoy the show of the girl’s locker room, he closed his eyes in preparation of the show. He never noticed his wand rolling across the map to the boy’s locker room. And since both looked the same from the outside, he didn’t realize his mistake till his mind was inside the locker room, the spell set to not allow him out for a while. He first realized something was wrong when he noticed Harry standing in his robes looking around.
‘What the hell’s he doing in the girls locker room?’ Ron asked himself as he watched Harry looking around. Harry seemed satisfied that no one was watching him, so he dropped his robes on the bench. Next came his jumper and his button down school shirt. Harry’s extra time on his broom had paid off in helping to sculpt his body. Ron vaguely compared his own physique to that of his best friends. But then Harry dropped his trousers and stepped out of his shoes. In just a pair of socks and very sheer cut boxers, Harry stood and stretched; he seemed to almost be posing for Ron’s voyeuristic spell.
‘He couldn’t know I’m here...’ Ron said again, knowing no one could hear him. He watched Harry run his hands down his dark haired legs, bringing his foot up to the bench and pulling his sock off, before repeating the process with the other leg. Standing there in just his boxers, Harry began to play with his nipples. Ron raised an eyebrow, what the hell was Harry doing, it was almost like he was trying to seduce him or something.
Harry stroked his flesh and started to knead one nipple while his other hand traveled lower, fisting and stroking his hard on through his boxers. Ron’s eyes went wide. He hasn’t ever even talked to Harry about this sort of thing. So to suddenly see your best friend almost naked and nearly playing with himself was a bit of a shock. The shock continued as Harry pulled his boxers down and exposed a hard seven-inch cock and a set of large egg sized balls. His body hair seemed to only accent his masculine features.
Ron gaped at his best friend standing there naked and again wondered why he acted like he was putting on a show. He didn’t have to wait long as he heard a cough and looked around. Who else was in here? He searched for the sound till he spotted Oliver Wood standing there looking prim and proper in his Quidditch uniform.
“And just what do you think you’re on about Potter?” Wood stepped up closer.
“Oh.... I... uh....” Harry blushed horribly.
“Thought you’d start with out me?” Wood smirked as he leaned in and kissed Harry full on the lips. Ron’s mouth dropped open. Something was horribly wrong. Because either this spell was set wrong... or he was only just finding out that his best friend was gay. His mind reeling he only just heard Harry talking back.
“And you say I’m the beater...” Harry grinned as he pulled Wood’s trousers down revealing a ten inch cock hanging between the muscular thighs of their captain.
“Well I also call you my sword swallower.” Oliver smirked as his cock puffed up.
“Aye, that you do.” Harry grinned before he began sucking on the cock in front of him. He’d only just gotten about half way down it with his mouth when thee heard snickering. Ron was the first to turn around. He knew that sound better then any.
“I told you George... the spell worked perfectly.”
“Yes brother of mine... you do know your way around a charm.” George grinned at Fred.
“So...” He said, as he walked up to Harry who had a throat full of Wood’s wood. “You like to swallow large objects?” Harry nodded with a blush, Oliver holding his head in place.
“Shove off guys... you can have time with him if and when he chooses.” Just like Oliver, Ron thought, to defend Harry’s honor and virtue, while he’s sucking Oliver’s cock.
“Oh dear... Oliver... you think we just want him.” George made a pained expression.
“Wha...” But Oliver shouldn’t have opened his mouth. Fred latched on and kissed him firmly. Frenching the Quidditch captain while Harry blew him.
“That looks good.”
“Hear, have a taste.” Fred handed Oliver’s face over to George who started making out with Oliver in time. Fred went and began undressing Oliver to get him to the same level of utter nudity as Harry. Smirking as he heard needy whimpers coming from Oliver as he took his clothing off and stroked the exposed flesh. Venally came the point where they had to break the kiss to get his robes and jumper off over his head.
“He is rather arousing and pleasing to the eyes... isn’t he brother of mine?” George leaned over to his sibling.
“And his taste....” Fred grinned.
“Does he taste better then me?” George looked like a sad puppy dog as he pouted.
“No one will ever be better then you my dear George.” Fred kissed him deeply, pinning him against a locker and Frenching him as if he needed the very air from George’s lungs. Soon they came up for air, hot, sweaty, and panting.
“Damn that just keeps getting better.” George grinned lopsidedly.
“That it does... that it does...” Fred grinned as he looked over at Oliver’s wide-eyed look. Oliver wasn’t the only one utterly shocked. Harry and Ron were both utterly floored at the fact the twins seemed to be so openly gay now.
“Been doing that since we were third years.” George grinned.
“And been loving it ever since.” Fred finished and hugged his twin. “Now as for you lot... you do seem to be rather naked now... may haps we should join them my dear brother?”
“Very good planning brother of mine.” George smirked as he began undressing Fred and Fred him. Soon their cloths were made short work of and they stood their utterly naked as well as turned on.
“Holy cow...” Oliver’s jaw dropped down. He’d seen the twins naked, but never once in all these years of being their captain had he ever seen them horny. Their impressive cocks hung long and hard from their tight bodies.
“Oh it gets better.” Fred walked behind Oliver and magically lubed up his cock and Oliver’s tight ass. “Much better.” He kissed Oliver on the lips as he slide his cock into Oliver, loving every second of the journey into the tight expanse that was Oliver’s virgin ass.
“Spread your legs Harry.” George whispered to the still sucking boy. Harry nodded and much to Ron’s sock he watched his older brother fuck his best friend. The whole while he was busy fisting his own cock utterly turned on by the display of raw sex he was watching. He could only hope to ketch things like this again and again with his new charm.
~fin~
Voyeuristic Ron.... slutty Harry.... domineering Oliver, and clever Twins... sounds about right. This was requested/inspired by a dear friend of mine. I’m just glad I got it done finally.
• Category - Literature - Fan Literature
• Category - Literature - Original Literature
• Category - Misc.
• Critique - Encouraged
• Critique - Optional
• Filters - Adult imagery
• Filters - Nudity
• Series - H - Harry Potter
• Series - H - Harry Potter
• Series - H - Harry Potter - Fred Weasley
• Series - H - Harry Potter - George Weasley
• Series - H - Harry Potter - Oliver Wood
• Series - H - Harry Potter - Ron Weasley
• Theme - Alternate Universe
• Theme - Family
• Theme - Mature - Anal
• Theme - Mature - Erotic Nude
• Theme - Mature - Humiliation
• Theme - Mature - Incest
• Theme - Mature - Master-Slave
• Theme - Mature - Masturbation
• Theme - Mature - Non-consensual
• Theme - Mature - Oral
• Theme - Mature - Orgasm/Cumshot
• Theme - Mature - Rimming/Salad tossing
• Theme - Mature - Slash
• Theme - Mature - Tasteful Nude
• Theme - Mature - Yaoi/Hard core
• Theme - Voyeurism
• Time taken - 1-2 hours
• Time taken - 2-4 hours
• Time taken - 4-8 hours
• Time taken - Who knows?
• Tools - Literary Work
• Tools - Literary Work - Prose/Stories
Occularus
By Notsalony
=========================================
Note: This story is dedicated to my dear friend Ali who came up with this idea as a challenge to see if I could do it and make it believable. -smiles- Thanks Ali.
Pairing: Ron/Ron; Harry/Oliver, Harry/Twins, Oliver/Twins, Twins/Twins, Harry/Oliver/Twins
I’m also going to go ahead and enter this into Katsuyo’s Valentine’s Day Challenge, and put it under challenge five, the “I’ll do you” challenge.
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Ron was sitting there on his bed amongst a stack of book. Represented were several sections of the library. The librarian under the impression he was working on a complex charm chart for his charm’s class. While in reality he’d decided to invent a charm all his own rather then research one. Finding the bits of magic he needed for this task had proved daunting for a little while but now he was about to enjoy the fruits of his labors.
He was combining a remote viewing charm with a directional locator spell. While adding in an untraceable and a few other charms. He’d cobbled together a charm he was calling his peeker’s plus charm. He smirked again as he looked at Harry’s Marauder’s Map that he’d borrowed. He’d told Harry he wanted to look for seldom used places to make out in.
He wasn’t about to blab that he’d just spent three weeks making a charm that he wasn’t even sure would work. But, now he was ready to test it. He spread out the map till he could see the locker rooms on it. Smirking to himself he pointed his wand at it and coughing to clear his throat began the three small words he’d charmed to work this spell.
He smirked as he felt his mind’s eye being pulled to the point he’d touched with his wand. Laying back to enjoy the show of the girl’s locker room, he closed his eyes in preparation of the show. He never noticed his wand rolling across the map to the boy’s locker room. And since both looked the same from the outside, he didn’t realize his mistake till his mind was inside the locker room, the spell set to not allow him out for a while. He first realized something was wrong when he noticed Harry standing in his robes looking around.
‘What the hell’s he doing in the girls locker room?’ Ron asked himself as he watched Harry looking around. Harry seemed satisfied that no one was watching him, so he dropped his robes on the bench. Next came his jumper and his button down school shirt. Harry’s extra time on his broom had paid off in helping to sculpt his body. Ron vaguely compared his own physique to that of his best friends. But then Harry dropped his trousers and stepped out of his shoes. In just a pair of socks and very sheer cut boxers, Harry stood and stretched; he seemed to almost be posing for Ron’s voyeuristic spell.
‘He couldn’t know I’m here...’ Ron said again, knowing no one could hear him. He watched Harry run his hands down his dark haired legs, bringing his foot up to the bench and pulling his sock off, before repeating the process with the other leg. Standing there in just his boxers, Harry began to play with his nipples. Ron raised an eyebrow, what the hell was Harry doing, it was almost like he was trying to seduce him or something.
Harry stroked his flesh and started to knead one nipple while his other hand traveled lower, fisting and stroking his hard on through his boxers. Ron’s eyes went wide. He hasn’t ever even talked to Harry about this sort of thing. So to suddenly see your best friend almost naked and nearly playing with himself was a bit of a shock. The shock continued as Harry pulled his boxers down and exposed a hard seven-inch cock and a set of large egg sized balls. His body hair seemed to only accent his masculine features.
Ron gaped at his best friend standing there naked and again wondered why he acted like he was putting on a show. He didn’t have to wait long as he heard a cough and looked around. Who else was in here? He searched for the sound till he spotted Oliver Wood standing there looking prim and proper in his Quidditch uniform.
“And just what do you think you’re on about Potter?” Wood stepped up closer.
“Oh.... I... uh....” Harry blushed horribly.
“Thought you’d start with out me?” Wood smirked as he leaned in and kissed Harry full on the lips. Ron’s mouth dropped open. Something was horribly wrong. Because either this spell was set wrong... or he was only just finding out that his best friend was gay. His mind reeling he only just heard Harry talking back.
“And you say I’m the beater...” Harry grinned as he pulled Wood’s trousers down revealing a ten inch cock hanging between the muscular thighs of their captain.
“Well I also call you my sword swallower.” Oliver smirked as his cock puffed up.
“Aye, that you do.” Harry grinned before he began sucking on the cock in front of him. He’d only just gotten about half way down it with his mouth when thee heard snickering. Ron was the first to turn around. He knew that sound better then any.
“I told you George... the spell worked perfectly.”
“Yes brother of mine... you do know your way around a charm.” George grinned at Fred.
“So...” He said, as he walked up to Harry who had a throat full of Wood’s wood. “You like to swallow large objects?” Harry nodded with a blush, Oliver holding his head in place.
“Shove off guys... you can have time with him if and when he chooses.” Just like Oliver, Ron thought, to defend Harry’s honor and virtue, while he’s sucking Oliver’s cock.
“Oh dear... Oliver... you think we just want him.” George made a pained expression.
“Wha...” But Oliver shouldn’t have opened his mouth. Fred latched on and kissed him firmly. Frenching the Quidditch captain while Harry blew him.
“That looks good.”
“Hear, have a taste.” Fred handed Oliver’s face over to George who started making out with Oliver in time. Fred went and began undressing Oliver to get him to the same level of utter nudity as Harry. Smirking as he heard needy whimpers coming from Oliver as he took his clothing off and stroked the exposed flesh. Venally came the point where they had to break the kiss to get his robes and jumper off over his head.
“He is rather arousing and pleasing to the eyes... isn’t he brother of mine?” George leaned over to his sibling.
“And his taste....” Fred grinned.
“Does he taste better then me?” George looked like a sad puppy dog as he pouted.
“No one will ever be better then you my dear George.” Fred kissed him deeply, pinning him against a locker and Frenching him as if he needed the very air from George’s lungs. Soon they came up for air, hot, sweaty, and panting.
“Damn that just keeps getting better.” George grinned lopsidedly.
“That it does... that it does...” Fred grinned as he looked over at Oliver’s wide-eyed look. Oliver wasn’t the only one utterly shocked. Harry and Ron were both utterly floored at the fact the twins seemed to be so openly gay now.
“Been doing that since we were third years.” George grinned.
“And been loving it ever since.” Fred finished and hugged his twin. “Now as for you lot... you do seem to be rather naked now... may haps we should join them my dear brother?”
“Very good planning brother of mine.” George smirked as he began undressing Fred and Fred him. Soon their cloths were made short work of and they stood their utterly naked as well as turned on.
“Holy cow...” Oliver’s jaw dropped down. He’d seen the twins naked, but never once in all these years of being their captain had he ever seen them horny. Their impressive cocks hung long and hard from their tight bodies.
“Oh it gets better.” Fred walked behind Oliver and magically lubed up his cock and Oliver’s tight ass. “Much better.” He kissed Oliver on the lips as he slide his cock into Oliver, loving every second of the journey into the tight expanse that was Oliver’s virgin ass.
“Spread your legs Harry.” George whispered to the still sucking boy. Harry nodded and much to Ron’s sock he watched his older brother fuck his best friend. The whole while he was busy fisting his own cock utterly turned on by the display of raw sex he was watching. He could only hope to ketch things like this again and again with his new charm.
~fin~
Voyeuristic Ron.... slutty Harry.... domineering Oliver, and clever Twins... sounds about right. This was requested/inspired by a dear friend of mine. I’m just glad I got it done finally.