Writing For The Hot Men of Harry Potter

It started innocently.

Playful flirting with Viktor when George was gone.

That's why you can't remember how you got here.

On your knees.

Sucking Viktor's fat cock.

Letting the rough man fuck your throat.

Gagging over him, his hairy balls slapping against your chin loudly.

You should be ashamed.

What would George think seeing you on your knees for another man?

But you didn't care.

Hands on Krum's thick thighs.

Looking up at him.

Begging for more.

To be dominated by him.

He'd tried giving you subtle hints to let you know he wanted to be alone, though you never seemed to pick up on them.

Which is why he'd been looking for solutions, something that would make you both happy. Ron almost stopped trying, but he stumbled on a spell that gave him an idea.

He told you to meet him in the dorm during classes so you would be alone, he even said he had a surprise for you.

You entered the dorm, eyes quickly landing on your brother. "Hey, Ron! How's it going?" You said, eyes lighting up.

Ron head lifted, eyes meeting your bright gaze. "Good now that you're here. I've got something for you, want to see?"

He said, his deep voice matching the smile on his face. "I'd love to! You really didn't have to get me anything."

Ron scoffed. "Trust me. This is going to help me out too. . ." You didn't read into Ron's words, too excited about your surprise.

Ron pulled out his wand and aimed it at you, your eyes widened. "I-Is this apart of the surprise?"

Ron hummed gleefully. "Don't worry, you'll love it." Before you knew it, he cast a spell on you. Suddenly your form was changing, morphing slowly.

Ron watched you as your body changed, eyes gazing at the piece of fabric that now lay on the floor where you had been standing.

He had transformed you into a pair of tight, white briefs. Any traces of your humanity gone, like you'd never even been there.

You could see and hear, you had no idea what was happening until Ron spoke. "It worked, amazing!"

His voice was excited, thrilled at his work. "Think of it this way, now you can always be with me, and I won't be annoyed by you anymore, isn't that great?"

He asked, knowing you couldn't respond. Truthfully he didn't care if you wanted this, it was just the best way to get rid of you.

He slowly undid his belt and dropped his trousers, underwear falling with them. You could see your brothers cock from your position on the floor, it was huge.

He picked you up gently, fingers running along you before slowly putting you on. Stretching you across his lower body, your fabric hugging his huge ass perfectly.

"Fuck. . . You're the most comfortable underwear I've ever had. Feel good down there?"

He laughed, grabbing his bulge and shaking it, knowing he was rubbing you against his hung cock and hairy balls.

"I'm already late enough to class, we'd better get going." He spoke smugly. He put his trousers back on, leaving you trapped there.

You loved your brother, but now all you were to him was a comfortable pair of underwear. You hugged his body tightly, his scent overpowering you.

Ron was happy, now you wouldn't annoy him anymore. He should've done this sooner.

You were currently in one of his classes, too focused on a test he handed out to notice his watchful gaze. He subconsciously ran a tongue over his lips, his breath shallow.

He'd spent the rest of the class not so subtlety staring at you, eyes never leaving you for long. He knew he shouldn't be doing this, you were his student, the son of one of his best friend, but he couldn't help it.

When it came time to leave class he called out to you, pulling you aside alone. "Mr. Lupin, is there something you need?"

This was his last chance to stop himself, but he couldn't bring himself to. He took a step toward you, before wrapping an arm around your waste, his hand going to squeeze your plump ass.

"You. . . I need you."

That was all he said before he pulled you into a kiss, his tongue quickly entering your mouth. Your eyes widened, was this really happening, was Remus really doing this?

But just like Remus, you couldn't fight the lust you held for the man. You let him continue to explore your mouth, as he claimed it as his own you moaned wantonly.

Your hand made its way to his neck, pulling him deeper into the kiss. Moans leaving you consistly with no regard to your surroundings.

Remus pulled away quickly, leaving a string of saliva to connect you. "Another class is going to be here in a second." He took you by the hand to his desk, he sat down in his chair behind it before looking at you expectingly.

You knew what he wanted you to do, you found yourself on the floor, beneath his desk and out of eyesight.

"Good boy. . . Such a good boy."

He said praising, his voice deep and coarse. He pulled you toward his prominent bulge, rubbing it against your face, the scent addictive.

You used your hands to pull the zipper of his trousers down, your hand pulling his hard cock out of its confinement.

You stared in shock at its length, your own cock twitching in response. Remus smiled down at you, slapping his cock against your cheek.

"Open up. . . I've wanted to do this for so long."

Right before you obeyed you heard the door open, a sea of students walked into the classroom beginning to settle in.

Before you could do anything, Remus pulled you onto his cock, the taste imprinting itself on your tongue. You forced yourself to swallow back the moans in your chest.

"Welcome everyone. I have a very interesting lesson planned for you today."

His cock kept trusting into your mouth as he addressed the class, you could feel the pre-cum leaking in your underwear as he did.

Hopefully your next class didn't notice your absence.

"T-Too rough- Ah!" You were interrupted by George, his hand slapping your ass. The sting made you whimper while your ass turned red.

"What was that, hm? Did you say you want more?" He asked sarcastically as he began to ram into you with no mercy. You could feel his cock deep inside you, filling you completely, your hole twitching uselessly around him.

His hand buried itself in your hair, pulling you up by it. Before you could grasp what was happening his lips were on yours, tongue invading your mouth lewdly.

His tongue dominated your mouth, leaving you helpless to do anything but to moan into it. He expertly pressed his tongue against yours, a rough groan leaving him.

He withdrew from the kiss, smirk painting his face, saliva still on his lips. He gave your ass another spank, groping it harshly.

"Don't worry, Love. By the time we're done you'll be addicted to my cock."

You could only nod helplessly.