Disclaimer: The following is a work of fiction. It involves the characters of Ron and Harry from the Harry Potter series. These characters are completely fictional and the property of J.K. Rowling, and not me. Thanks and let me know if you enjoy!
It was the first night that Harry and Ron had been alone together in years. The two of them had both ended up staying at Hogwarts' for the holiday. Sure, there were a couple of teachers rattling around, but their dormitory was completely abandoned for the evening. They basically had the run of the castle.
The last of their classmates had left early that morning and they had exhausted most of their planned diversions. They had raided the kitchen for junk food. They had spent two hours in the potions lab mixing up foul smelling liquids that when poured a classmates bed remain inert until night fall at which point it would turn into a urine like substance, causing them to think they had wet themselves. They carried on conversations with their owls. Finally, after a gallon of butter beer each, they found themselves laughing hysterically and desperate for a bathroom.
As the two stumbled into the huge bathroom down the hall from their dormitory, they both bellied up to the huge trough like urinal against one wall. As they each unzipped their pants to take a much needed piss, Harry burst out laughing.
"Damn Ron, what the hell happened to your knob?" Harry bellowed, half laughing, half shocked.
Ron's face flashed the worried expression that is so often did. He looked down to see Harry staring at his exposed penis.
"What," Ron said, his voice getting high, but still with a hint of laughter. "What's wrong with it?"
"Are you daft?" Harry said, "It's gargantuan! Did you use some sort of spell? You know that's not safe!"
Ron looked again at his penis in his hand, still pissing.
"What are you talking about? I didn't do nothin' to it. This is how it always is!"
"Bollucks!" Harry said. "I don't remember it being that big!"
Ron seemed defensive now. "When did you see it before?"
Harry mulled for a minute. "Two years ago, when you were changing I guess."
Ron laughed, sounding relieved. "Well, a lot can change in a year! Yours is bigger isn't it?"
Harry got a little red in the face now. He had not yet unzipped his pants when this conversation had started, and now he began to take a step back.
"It's grown, sure, but not like that!" Harry said with a nervous laugh. It was at this point that Ron noticed that Harry had been looking at his cock for a while now. Harry must have sensed the same thing, because he began to look away. Ron spoke up, maybe out of a sense of normal teen curiosity, or maybe out of an underlying sexual tension between the two. "Aren't you going to take a piss?" Ron chided Harry. "It's why we came in here, right?"
Harry's cheeks reddened further. "Maybe I'll just use one of the toilets."
"That's rubbish," Ron said. "You've seen mine, now let me see yours!"
Harry was still a little red in the face, but at the same time, he was thrilled at what Ron had said. He often thought about Ron in a way that was a little uncomfortable for him, but at the same time, incredibly erotic. Sure, he thought of girls sometimes, even wanked to them sometimes, but more often than not, it was Ron we saw and she quietly jerked off under the covers in the middle of the night while watching Ron sleep in the next bed. Come to that, nothing excited him more than when he would hear Ron's breathing quicken and see the faint shadow of movement as Ron quietly pleasured himself in his own bed. At times, he would do it at the same time.
Harry bellied up to the urinal once more and unzipped his pants, "Alright," he said, "but no laughing. It get bigger when it's stiff." Harry chuckled a little at the end of this sentence which brought a huge smile to Ron's face. Harry pulled down his zipper, unbuttoned his jeans, and pulled down the front of his boxer shorts. His semi-erect cock sprung free. It was about three inches soft but surprisingly thick. It sat on his round ball sack and was surrounded by his black pubes. Harry held up his shirt enough to expose his flat tummy up to the belly button. A trail of black hair ran from his navel to his pubes. He looked once at his dick, then back to Ron as he started to piss.
"There we are," Harry said. "Happy now?"
"Very," Ron said. "Now why would I laugh at it?"
"Because yours is like twice as big!" Harry said.
Ron's cock was considerably longer than Harry's. While Harry's was thick and perfectly respectable for a full grown man, let alone a teenager still growing, Ron's dick was that of a full grown man. Even though it was completely soft, Ron's penis was an easy six inches and very thick at the base. It tapered slightly toward the head, but was still thick overall. He was un-circumcised, just like Harry. Unlike Harry, Ron's pubes were a ginger red to match his head. They were also neatly trimmed. Ron's balls were also much bigger than Harry's. Ron seemed to take it in stride.
"Well, everyone's different I suppose. You got nothing to be ashamed of" Ron said as he shook the last few drops of piss away. He let Harry's eyes dwell on his big dick a few seconds longer then he put his cock away and zipped up. As Ron walked to the sink and began to wash his hands, Harry was just finishing up and zipping. He joined Ron at the sink.
Harry spoke, but his tone had a nervousness that he was clearly trying desperately to hide. "You know, it's not really a fair comparison. You have to measure it when its hard. It's much bigger when it's hard!"
"Well," Ron said. "I've got a ruler back in my foot locker. Race you!" Ron said as he shoved Harry playfully into the wall and dashed out the door and back toward their room.
"You bastard!" Harry laughed gleefully as he ran after Ron. Ron was already in this room, lying on hid bed laughing hysterically when a breathless Harry ran into the doorway. "You cheated!" Harry laughed.
"Nah, you're just too slow for me. Too slow, and you got a smaller knob!" Ron teased. As he said the word knob, he slowed the word down and stretched out. At the same time, he rubbed his crotch playfully.
Harry was loving every minute of it.
"Whatever Ron, just break out that ruler!"
Ron took a wooden ruler from between the pages of one his books.
"So who goes first?" Harry asked innocently.
Ron came back with the answer that Harry was hoping for. "Same time, that way we can be sure."
As Ron said this, his eyes met Harry's and the room seemed quiet all of a sudden. Harry was looking back at him in the same way, and instead of laughing, things suddenly seemed very serious. Ron put the ruler on the night stand and pulled off his t-shirt. This exposed his pale, but surprisingly defined chest and his freckled but broad shoulders. Ron's underarms were a shock of red hair, but there was only a tiny big in the center of his chest and training from his navel and disappearing into his waistband. He didn't wait for Harry to follow suit. Instead, he put his thumbs inside the band of his underwear (which were peaking out just above his sweatpants) and with one swift and smooth motion, pulled down both. He stepped out of his clothes and stood naked before Harry.
Ron's cock looked even bigger now. It was now also semi-erect and looked not longer, but definitely thicker. Ron ran a hand down his tummy, perhaps to scratch a phantom itch. This simple gesture made Harry very excited for a reason he couldn't quite grasp. Ron flashed another huge smile.
"Okay, your turn wanker!"
Harry smiled back, but didn't speak. He quickly removed his shirt, revealing his slim frame and hairy chest. His hair was much darker, and he had more of it. A bigger patch covered the center of Harry's chest than the one on Ron's. Also, there was a wider patch on this stomach below the navel. Harry unbuttoned his jeans and repeated Ron's action pulling down both his pants and underwear and stepping out of them.
It was only now that Harry realized that his semi-erection had become full fledged. Though this was the ultimate goal in whatever game this was going to turn out to be, Harry was still embarrassed and muttered, "Sorry, Ron" as he looked away.
"What for?" Ron said loudly. "Aren't we suppose to get hard?" How else you gonna measure a stiffy?" Ron chuckled this last sentence, which put Harry at ease again. Harry's fully erect dick was a little more than six and a half inches. While the foreskin had tightened and receded a little, it was still clearly visible that Harry was uncut. A shiny dot of pre-cum glistened at the tip of this dick.
"Well," Ron said, "You were right, its definitely bigger" Ron said with a shit-eating grin. "But I think I got you beat!"
Harry gave a fake angry stare, "Then prove it!"
Ron grinned again and began to slowly rub his dick. Harry knew that Ron would win. Even semi-erect, Ron's dick was easily as big as Harry's, and a little thicker. No doubt it would get even bigger. This was the part that Harry was looking forward to. Ron looked at his dick intensely as he slowly stroked. After about thirty seconds or so, Ron grinned again and slapped Harry on his exposed shoulder. This touch made him shudder with excitement.
"See there, told you mine was bigger!" Ron laughed as he jutt his not fully hard dick forward, coming within a couple inches of touching Harry. This realization wasn't lost on Harry. As Ron grabbed the ruler and lined it up on himself, his dick seemed even bigger. From it's base, the tip of Ron's dickhead just reached the halfway point between the nine inch and the ten inch mark. (For a moment, Harry wondered why Ron's ruler was in inches and not in centimeters, but then the thought left his head).
Ron's dick was a sight to behold. As his dick had hardened, his foreskin had receded, completely exposing his pink dick head. A large vein wrapped itself neatly around the shaft. His big balls hung below as Ron's dick rose up toward his belly (and every so slightly to the left).
"So," Ron boomed. "That's nine and a half inches for Ron!"
Ron reached casually over and wrapped a hand around Harry's cock and measured him too. This action was so quick that Harry didn't even realize that it was happening until Ron had pulled his hands and the ruler away again. It sent a shot of ecstasy through him that almost made him cum.
"And six and a half inches for Harry!" The tone of his voice let Harry know that he wasn't being a prick about having the bigger knob. The game was still playful. He patted Harry on the shoulder again, this time tapping the ruler on his exposed chest.
"Don't feel bad Harry," he said. "All the Weasly men have big knobs. My brothers' are even bigger!"
Harry would have liked to hear more about that, but felt that now was not the time.
"Alright!" Harry said. "You win!"
Ron was still smiling, but his voice lowered and he sounded more serious.
"Yeah, but what do I win."
Harry was intrigued by this, but said nothing. He almost felt paralyzed. Ron looked down once more at Harry's still hard cock. Without looking back up, Ron spoke lower, but still jovial.
"Can I touch it?"
Harry didn't answer, so after a moment, Ron took this as an invitation.
Ron reached over and took Harry's hard cock in his hand. Harry felt like a jolt of lighting had just run though his body. It almost felt the way it did when you caught an errant spark from a wand, only ten times more pleasurable. As Ron slowly stroked Harry's cock, Harry became concerned that he would ejaculate. This thought mortified him. Despite the current circumstance, cumming didn't seem the proper thing to do just now.
After a few more strokes, Ron dabbed his finger into the drop of pre-cum that was now dangling from Harry's dick. Ron played with the goop and chuckled again. Ron got some on his finger tip and then raised his finger to his nose. After a quick sniff, Ron stuck his finger in his mouth and tasted the liquid goo. Harry was amazed. He certainly hadn't expected that. He laughed nervously. Ron laughed too. "Salty!" was all he said.
Ron had taken to one knee as he played with Harry's cock. Harry had just closed his eyes when he felt a warm wetness surround his dick. His eyes popped back open to see Ron's mouth on his dick. Harry was shocked, and as a knee-jerk reaction, pulled away from Ron. At the same time, he bent down to be at eye level with Ron (perhaps to cover himself?). Ron seemed shocked and concerned.
"I'm sorry Harry!" Ron said with genuine concern. "Did I hurt you? I'm sorry!"
"No, no" Harry said softly. "I'm sorry. You just surprised me. Also," he was almost whispering now, "I'm might squirt if you keep doing that."
Ron grinned huge again. Then, he leaned in and whispered to Harry. "That's ok. I don't mind." When Ron said this, he put his hand on the side of Harry's face. Ron's index finger touched the scar above Harry's eye. This gesture, more than anything else they had done, seemed the most erotic so far. It was this gesture that above any other, made Harry believe that he could trust Ron. Harry hesitated for only a second more, then slightly nodded and put his hand on Ron's face too. Ron smiled again, then put his hand on Harry's chest, guiding him to lay back on the floor.
Once again, Ron took Harry's dick in his mouth. Harry tried closing his eyes to enjoy the pleasure, but he found that he wanted to watch Ron. Ron's eye rarely left Harry's gaze as Ron's mouth bobbed up and down on Harry's hard dick. Ron would occasionally pop the dick out of his mouth long enough to lick or nibble at Harry's shaft and balls. Occasionally he was say something, asking if Harry liked it, asking if it was okay like this or like that. Whenever he spoke, he grinned. Perhaps the best part for Harry was that Ron was enjoying it so much. While Harry always seemed close to ejaculation, the feeling that he was going to go right away faded.
After a while, Harry began to wonder what all the fuss was about. Ron seemed to enjoy sucking dick. Maybe there was something to that. Harry put a hand on each side of Ron's face and lifted his head up off of his cock. Harry was playful now.
"Your turn!"
Ron lay back without hesitation, exposing his huge hard dick to Harry once more. To Harry, it looked even bigger than it had before. Surely it doesn't keep growing, Harry thought. He hesitated just for a moment, then stuck the head of Ron's big cock inside his mouth. Ron didn't pre-cum like Harry did, but there was just a hint of the familiar saltiness that Harry had so often sampled from his own masturbation sessions. Harry began to slide Ron's dick inside his mouth, but found that at just a little over half-way, Ron's cock head was touching the back of his throat. Harry's mouth felt so full. Ron was not only long, but thick. Harry could tell that Ron was having a good time, but he was disappointed that he had not been able to get more in. After a few more attempts to take it down his throat, he gagged hard with tears in his eyes.
Ron laughed and pulled Harry off his dick. "Hold on, don't kill yourself, its just a knob!" He was laughing and patting Harry on the back like he was choking on a piece of food. "You don't have to take it all the way down, it feels great!" Ron said.
"Yeah, but I want too! I want to see what it feels like!" Harry said. Then his eyes beamed. "I got an idea!". Harry went over to his nightstand and got out a book. Ron couldn't see the title, but knew it was a spell book from last term. Harry found a particular page, and quickly said a few words in Latin and flourished his wand around his throat. There was a light squeaky sound from inside Harry's mouth. Harry cleared his throat. He came back over and got down on the floor with Ron once more. In one motion he took Ron's cock into his throat and slid it to the back of his mouth. Then, with one more motion, Ron could feel his dick slide down into the back of Harry's throat. He watched as Harry's face went all the way down to Ron's ginger red pubes.
Ron cried out in delight at the feeling. Harry resumed long strokes in and out of the deep of his throat. "What the bloody hell did you do?" Ron laughed.
Harry came off of Ron's cock long enough to mutter "hexed my gag reflex for a few hours, that's all!" and then he was back on Ron's cock.
Harry spent at least ten minutes licking and sucking Ron's cock and balls. The balls themselves were so big that Harry could barely fit one in his mouth. Harry even gave a few playful licks at Ron's slightly furry butt hole. Ron responded to this with great delight.
After several more minutes of touching and licking and playing, Harry finally came up off of Ron's cock and collapsed on top of Ron. They were laughing as they tumbled onto their backs, touching each other. Harry was out of breath and gasped for air as he laughed.
"Just need to catch my breath!" Harry laughed. Ron reached over to his shoulder and layed his armed about Harry in a sweet way. Again, it was this simple gesture that seemed more erotic than anything else they had done. Ron lay his smiling face upon Harry's hairy chest and played with Harry's cock, gently tugging it. As they lay there, Harry felt so close to Ron. Rather than forming his thoughts, Harry heard himself speak, as if the thoughts had been in the front of his brain the whole time.
"Will you put it in me?" Harry asked quietly.
Ron seemed taken aback. Harry thought he had made a big mistake asking and was about to try play it off as a joke when Ron looked into his eyes and asked, "are you sure? I don't want to hurt you."
Harry put his hand on Ron's face as he looked into his eyes. "I trust you."
Ron smiled, but then frowned. "Um, but I don't have a...you know...a raincoat. Don't you need one?"
Harry realized that Ron was right, "I don't have one either." The two seemed crestfallen when Harry brightened. "Well, I'm a virgin, so I know I don't have anything." Catching Harry's drift, Ron smiled, slightly embarrassed, "me too."
"Well," Harry said, "as long as we are both virgins, we would probably be alright." The logic was flawed, but somewhat sound. "Ok," Ron said. "If you're sure."
Harry nodded and reached up to his nightstand. He fetched down a tiny tube and handed it to Ron. "I use it for tossing" Harry said with an embarrassed smile. Ron laughed again, and then the two were laughing together. Harry lay slightly on his side and Ron lay behind him, moving into position. Ron rubbed the clear gel from the tube onto his big hard dick and then rubbed more into Harry's butt hole. He gently rubbed around Harry's hole. Ron put more lube on his finger, then gently pushed his middle finger into Harry's butt.
Harry cooed with delight. Ron had small hands, so there was not pain, only pleasure. Ron had never done anything with a boy before, but he had seen video's of men having sex online. He didn't know if he fancied boys or girls, but he knew he fancied Harry. The one thing he knew from the videos was that you can't just jam it in. You have to work a guy's butt out a little first. He gently eased his finger farther in. Eventually he worked the finger in up to the knuckle. After a few minutes, he was using three fingers and Harry was panting. Harry didn't ask him to stop.
Ron played a little with Harry's cock as he fingered his butt. Finally, after about ten minutes of loosening him up, Ron whispered in Harry's ear, "You ready? You sure? Cause we don't have to."
Harry smiled back at him, "Ready."
Ron felt compelled. He gave a quick dry kiss to Harry's red cheek. Harry blushed more and smiled.
Ron placed his rock hard cock head at the opening of Harry's butt. Harry felt a little pressure, then he felt the head of Ron's dick pop into his butt hole. It didn't hurt, but Harry was worried by the fact that just the head felt bigger than the fingering had made him used to. He knew that Ron's cock was thicker at the middle and base. Harry gave a gentle grunt that signaled it was ok to keep going.
Ron put his hand on Harry's hip and gently pulled him back toward his cock. As Ron's cock slowly slid a little more into Harry's ass, Harry quickly realized that this wasn't going to be easy. Harry could only handle an inch before he yelped in pain and panted "easy, easy". Ron stopped immediately. "Sorry mate, sorry!" and began to pull out. Harry reached back and grabbed him, "No! Don't take it out! ....I just need to get used to it is all."
Ron was hesitant, but Harry was looking back at him, and though he was wincing, he nodded and said "It's ok. I want you to keep going."
Ron once again put his hand on Harry's hip and slip him back onto his dick to the point where one inch of him was inside Harry. Harry winced and grunted, but didn't say anything. Ron now understood. This was what Harry wanted. He certainly wasn't going to deny him.
Ron gently rocked forward and back a little, gently fucking the edge of Harry's hole with just an inch of cock. After about thirty seconds, he pulled Harry back more, easing another inch of his dick into him. Harry once again, hissed and panted, but didn't speak, except the occasional "ok!" or "mmm" or "a little slower".
Ron spent ten minutes easing his cock in this way. At this point, Harry had gotten pretty accustomed to it. He was also really getting into it. Ron was worried that he was hurting him, but Harry kept him going. It was at this point, Harry turned and asked, "How much more do I have till I got it all in there?"
Ron looked down at the four inches of his thick cock and still had not entered Harry. "About four inches, but I don't know if you want to, you've done great so far, no need to push it."
"But I want it!" Harry cut him off. Harry looked right at Ron and said, "Give it to me all at once. I might yell, but don't pull it back out. I'll get used to it soon enough."
Ron was ready to argue, but decided that Harry would win. He grabbed Harry's hip again and with one swift, hard thrust, forced the remainder of his hard cock deep into Harry's ass, culminating in his balls slamming into Harry's butt.
Harry let out a scream, and squirmed on Ron's big dick.
"AAHHHH!!! Ummmmm, ummmm" Harry was red in the face and a cold sweat had busted out all over him.
Despite what Harry had said, Ron spoke up, "I should pull out, its hurting you!" but Harry cut him off again, "No!" and grabbed Ron's hip and pulled himself back down tight onto Ron's dick. Harry was panting and screamed a little more. The two of them lay there for a while. Ron was amazed at Harry. Not just amazed at the fact that he could take his big dick inside him, but how forceful he could be in getting what he wanted. It was kind of a turn on.
After about a minute, Harry turned to Ron once more, Ron's dick still completely inside Harry's ass, and said, "Now fuck me."
Ron nodded and began to slowly pull out of Harry ass. It was so warm and tight. When he was almost completely out, Ron reversed and slid it gently back in. Harry moaned and screamed, but Ron kept going, because he knew that is what Harry wanted. Stroke after stroke, and they began to get faster. Faster and faster. After a while, Harry spoke up, "Faster!" Ron fucked him harder and faster as Harry furiously stroked his own dick. They fucked like this, not changing position, not slowing down, for fifteen minutes. To each of them, it seemed like eternity. Finally, Ron felt Harry's asshole tighten around his dick, and without a word of warning, Harry's dick began to shoot thick ropes of cum. The first one hit Harry in the face, the second over his shoulder and onto Ron's face. Five more big shots covered Harry's belly and chest with cum. A few of the shots on his left side drizzled quickly down onto Ron's body. This was enough to send him over the edge. He rasped at Harry, hoarse from the exertion, "Can I finish up inside you?" to which Harry furiously nodded his head to say yes. He had barely gotten permission when Ron realized it would have been too late had Harry said he didn't want him to cum inside of him. But with permission, it was even better. Harry felt Ron's body quicken, then Ron yelped out, and with one final, hard, thrusting motion forward deeper into Harry's ass, Ron's cock exploded with cum. Harry felt a faint hotness deep inside him as Ron shot seven times deep inside him, finally collapsing back into a quivering mass of post-coital elation. The two young wizards, covered in sweat and their own still warm semen, panting for breath, finally kissed each other on the mouth. Harry, Ron's cock still inside him, turned his head so that he could just reach Ron's mouth and gave him a gently, wet kiss. There was no tongue involved, it wasn't gaudy or overtly sexual, but as was always the way with the two, it was the smallest, most gentle gesture that was the most erotic.
The two lay quietly catching their breath for several minutes. Only when Harry finally felt Ron's big cock begin to soften slightly deep inside his ass did he pull gently off of Ron's dick with a grunt and lay beside him. The two boys lay together for a long time, before Ron finally turned to Harry and once again grinned from ear to ear.
"What to do it again?" Ron asked.
Harry smiled back.