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This is my first ever story. I hope you enjoy. I have always wanted to write one. If you like it please email, especially if you have any suggestions about what should happen next. AlexJamieCarter@gmail.com Thanks. - Alex.
Chapter 1 – Alone at Last
Harry lay in his four poster bed at Hogwarts. The Easter holidays started the next morning. Harry found himself looking forward to having a week off from his classes. He was dying to be relax and get away from the day to day stresses of being Harry Potter – The Boy Who Lived. Most of his fellow students would be returning home for the holidays, Ron of course had invited Harry to come home with him but Harry declined. He wanted some time to himself and someone had to keep Hermione company. She was staying at Hogwarts as well because she wanted to use the time to study for her exams even though they did not take place until June – typical Hermione.
It was a very hot night for March. Harry turned tossed and turned in his bed but he was too hot to sleep, Ron's snoring from the next bed over was not helping either. Harry smiled to himself, soon he would have the entire dorm to himself, he eventually drifted off to sleep thinking about his upcoming week. Harry was startled awake by the sound of Ron's laughter. He realised he must have stripped off his pajamas at some point during the night as he was lying on his front in only his tight black boxers. The Sunlight was streaming in through the open window, a beam of light illuminated Harry's face.
"Nice undies mate!" Ron yelled with a cheeky smirk as he turned and walked towards the bathroom. Harry groaned and tried to wake himself up a bit more. He didn't have to get up today but he wanted to spend some time with Ron. He wouldn't see his best friend again for a whole week. They hadn't spend so much as a day apart since the term started and as much as Harry was longing for some time to himself, he knew that he would miss his best friend terribly. Harry stared at Ron's ass as he walked away from his bed. It was so round and perfect and has been the heavily involved in some of his most secret fantasies. He knew he had strong feelings for Ron – he had for some time. He wasn't denying them anymore. He was looking forward to not having to hide glances or worry about Ron noticing any of his odd behavior. It was exhausting to be "straight" all the time, especially around someone you find so hot. Harry had a strong suspicion that Hermione knew about his true feelings for Ron. Harry didn't know much about Gay people in the Wizarding world, it was a subject that was never really talked about. However, Hermione had been raised in the muggle world, like him, where it was much more of a big deal. Enough is Enough, Harry thought. No over thinking or worrying about any of this for at least a week.
Harry got out of bed and looked down at his boxers which now had a massive tent in them. He was very glad that everyone else had left already. He knew he shouldn't have let himself think about Ron's ass for so long. If only Ron knew what his ass did to him, along with his nice muscular arms and his strong stocky frame....Harry quickly shook off that train of thought - it was not helping. He picked up a pair of jeans from the floor and quickly shoved himself into them. His erection pressed again the fabric and it was not comfortable. He pulled on a baggy tee and tried to hide it.
He walked into the bathroom and found Ron standing at the urinal. Harry's dick throbbed in his trousers.
"Morning" Harry chirped as he walked to the sink.
Harry smiled at Ron trying to keep his face neutral and not think about how close Ron's exposed cock was. God, I'd love to get a glimpse of it hard, Harry allowed himself a moment to think about it.
"You sure I cant convince you to come with me? You know mum would love to have you! She'd make such a fuss" Ron laughed as he pictured the scene in his mind.
"Nah, I know. I've made up my mind. I've got a whole week of doing nothing and lazing about planned and it's long overdue" answered Harry.
Harry and Ron left the room together and joined up with Hermione in the common room downstairs. They talked for a while but eventually Ron had to go. They both gave him a hug and they said Goodbye. After Ron left Harry and Hermione sat in together for a while talking about the the things they wanted to do while they were off. Hermione gave a very detailed breakdown of all the studying she wanted to do in minute detail. It was like work just to listen to it. . Harry excused himself after a while and went back up to the dorm. It was weird having no one about. He was so used to the room being busy and noisy, full of teenage men. He lay down on his bed and let his mind wander.
He thought about how he woke up this morning with his ass presented to Ron. It turned him on to think of Ron staring at his ass. He knew Ron would never look at him in that way but right now that didn't matter. He began to think about Ron's cute bubble butt in his tight pajamas and how much he would love to pull those pajamas down and hold that fine ass in his hands. Soon Harry's cock was harder than a rock in his jeans.
He undid the top bottom and unzipped the fly. He was about to get it over with when he remembered that he was alone. No one would be coming in. This didn't need to be a rushed job. He could take his time and do this properly. Harry removed his top, no longer was he the skinny boy that arrived at Hogwarts four and a half years ago. He had muscles that developed thanks to long hours playing Quidditch. He had a hard stomach and the outline of a six-pac that was still forming, however he did have the very desirable V leading down to his more private areas. Harry took of his boxers and jeans in one quick swoop. He lay on his bed, naked as they day he was born. A treasure trail of black hair leading to his thick cock that was standing straight up.
Harry was pleased with his development in that area. He knew he was big compared so some of the other guys he saw in the showers. His 9" penis was leeking precum, he rubbed his thumb over the slit and then put it into his mouth. It was sweet. If there was a Bertie Bott's every flavour bean for precum, harry couldn't find it – and he may have tried. Harry's balls were low hanging and large with a dusting of black hairs covering them. His pubes were trimmed neatly.
Harry made a fist around his cock and started jerking with one hand, his other rubbing up and down his body, occasionally rubbing his nipples or playing with his balls.. Ron was still occupying his mind. He was imagining sucking Ron's hard thick cock, picturing himself on his knees in front of him and he was loving giving Ron so much pleasure even if it was only in his head. Harry could feel himself getting close after all he hadn't been able to do this in over a week. While imagining Ron shooting his load into his waiting mouth, Harry actually shot all over himself. At least 7 powerful shots of cum landed on Harry. His stomach, his shoulders and he got one on his face and some even went over his head. The last dribbled out his already softening dick and onto his hand. He took his hand to his mouth and licked it off.
"If only it was Ron's and not mine" he said to the empty room.
Harry grabbed his wand and cast a cleaning spell. One all the boys his age were thankful for. He lay still naked on his bed, his cock now soft twitched a little. Yep. He thought to himself. This is definitely going to be a very good week...
To be continued...
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