Chapter 8 -- The New Guy ------------------------------
The alarm went off and Draco threw the clock across the room. His head hadn't hit the pillow until 5 am. He allowed himself three hours of sleep, even though it was a Saturday. He wanted to go to the Slytherin vs. Ravenclaw Quidditch match at 4 pm and that meant getting his homework done before then. And there was his date with Daphne. He was really looking forward to that. But three hours of sleep was barely enough to function.
He got in the shower and thought of how Evan watched Harry shower the night before. It was only a couple of minutes, but he looked at Harry with such hunger. It was really hot that he wanted Harry so bad. Draco was glad it was late and no one else was in the showers. He stroked himself to completion first thinking of Evan, but then forcing himself to think about Daphne.
He really needed to work on separating his activities with Harry from his own life. It was harder than he thought it would be. He'd assumed that he wouldn't have any connection because he wasn't gay and this was supposed to be degrading to Potter. But sometimes the intensity of the feelings involved was so strong that Draco couldn't separate himself. He decided to do some more reading on possession. Maybe when they went home for Fall Break he could look around the library at home. He Who Shall Not Be Named left a bunch of books behind when he disappeared the last time, maybe there would be something in there.
Draco sat down in the Great Hall just moments before breakfast ended. He was starved. Although it had been his mind and not his body, there was an exhaustion to possessing another person. He felt mentally and physically fatigued. He needed to write these reactions down in his journal. He began keeping records of everything that happened during the possessions. This was science after all, and he needed accurate records if he ever decided to get published. Maybe he would become the foremost expert in possessions. And everyone would know Harry's disgrace.
Even though Draco didn't play on the Slytherin Quidditch team anymore, he still followed the team closely. Crabbe and Goyle were on the team--both beaters--so Draco, Blaise, and Theo sat together to cheer them on. Slytherin won by a landslide and everyone turned out for the party. Even the Ravenclaws came to the party that had taken over the Slytherin Common Room and many of the dorm rooms.
"Guess who?" a feminine voice called out over the music, the girl's hands covering his eyes lightly. He turned and grabbed her around the waist.
"The beautiful and hopefully flexible, Miss Daphne Greengrass," Draco said raising his eyebrows sexily. He didn't do it consciously, but he realized afterward that he was imitating Evan. He'd liked how Evan came on to Harry, his attitude toward sex, the way he seduced. It appeared to work with Daphne, too, because she faced Draco with a big smile on her face.
"Thank you, and yes, very flexible," she said, winking at him. He smiled back, pulling her close so that their hips met.
"You are so fucking hot, Daphne," he said looking her deep in the eyes and channeling Evan with every move. She melted in his arms.
"So are you Draco," she said returning his stare. He leaned down and kissed her. At this rate, they wouldn't even make it on their date. She kissed him back, hungrily. He hadn't remembered her as being all that hot in the sack, but she seemed different tonight. Maybe she'd gotten some practice with her last boyfriend.
Draco took Daphne by the hand and led her to his dorm. He pushed her back into the pillows and began kissing her and removing items of clothes. He took off his own clothes and positioned himself between her legs. He stroked his cock slowly, taking her in with his eyes lustfully.
"I want you so bad, Daphne," he told her. She spread her legs further apart. He rubbed the head of his cock on her mound, finding her nub. He thrust against it lightly and she squeaked just a bit. He liked that sound and started rubbing her with two fingers around her clit. She looked so happy and she started getting really wet. He stuck two fingers in her pussy and pulled them out and put them in his mouth.
"You taste amazing," he said, moving down and taking her clit in his mouth. He sucked and licked it, flicking his tongue back and forth. Daphne shuddered and cried out.
"I just came. Oh Merlin, you made me cum just from that," she exclaimed, high from the orgasm. Draco laughed.
"Damn straight," he said, figuring everything Evan said must be gold because he had never made a girl come that fast before. It was incredibly arousing. He licked her pussy, thrusting his tongue in and out, prolonging her orgasm. Then he moved back in between her legs and pushed his cock inside. In an instant he was completely inside her. He moved slow and then fast. He tried the thing that had driven Harry over the top--buried deep inside and doing short thrusts. Daphne was crying out with every thrust. He kept his pace and she came in a great scream.
"Draco!" she screamed and he loved how it sounded. He always wanted his lover to cry out his name because it was him that made them cum so hard. She was shaking and moaning, still in the throws of the orgasm. He moved very slowly. She clinched his cock hard, the muscles holding him tightly.
"Let go, Daphne," he said after she hadn't released. She took a deep breath and let go, the act in and of itself somewhat orgasmic to her. She shuddered a couple more times. He thrust inside her a few times slowly and built his way up to a faster pace. She kept moaning his name and he couldn't take it anymore.
"Fuck Daphne," he called out as he filled her full of cum. She was shaking again, still feeling the after effects of her last full orgasm. Draco pulled out slowly and laid down on the bed next to Daphne.
"That was the best ever," she whispered. Draco nodded, unable to verbalize yet. It was the best he'd felt in a very long time. He kept thinking about how Evan touched Harry, the words he spoke. He had to force himself to think about Daphne; to be Evan, not be fucked by Evan. Again, shifting the mindset.
Draco propped himself on his elbow and looked lustfully at Daphne. He let his hand trace up her side around her nipple, then up her neck. He settled on her breast, playing with the nipple, squeezing it between two fingers like he did her clit. She giggled and moaned a little.
"So can I call you my girlfriend, now?" he asked, leaning down and taking the hard nipple between his teeth and biting softly. She moaned again.
"Yes, yes," she cried out as he flicked his tongue over her nipple. He switched over to the other nipple, biting it harder. She whimpered and moaned. Draco reached down to his already hard cock. He pressed back into her tight, hot pussy and moaned. She felt so good, he fucked her fast this time, no soft and gentle, this was all hard pounding. It took a while because he'd come so recently, but when he came, he brought her with him. They both cried out and then all that was heard was their heavy breathing.
"Nice, I really had a good time, girlfriend," he said, laying back on the pillows. She smiled.
"Me, too, boyfriend," she said giggling. Draco liked the sound of that. He was glad to be her boyfriend. Pansy was okay. She came from the most wealth, she was cute if you squinted a little, and she put out when they were fourteen. But Daphne was hot, had a great body, had enough wealth that it didn't matter, and she was a much better lay than Pansy. Or maybe he was a better lay now because of Evan. Because he knew what it was like to be on bottom. No, Harry knew. He was merely the catalyst. The one stirring the pot, so to speak.
Draco spent the week working out his new relationship with Daphne. They needed to find some time to be together alone during the week, but otherwise their friends got along well, they had similar study habits, and she let him finger her in Transfigurations class.
He found his mind wandering to his upcoming date with Evan. He was excited, although he tried to convince himself that it was because of the further humiliation of Potter, not because he wanted to see Evan. He also had another date scheduled after Evan. He didn't have a lot of time with Harry's body and could only schedule two hour-long dates on Friday nights.
This Friday would be his first date with someone from the site that wasn't Evan. The guy's name was Chad. There was a blurry picture of some guy from a distance. There wasn't much in his profile. He looked at least moderately creepy. Draco had high hopes. The prostitute experience hadn't been nearly creepy enough for Harry.
Draco wasn't as nervous on Friday, but felt excitement coursing through his veins. There was a thrill to the unknown. What would new guy want to do? What would Evan want to do? He integrated with Harry quickly and headed into Hogsmead. He was early, but didn't have anywhere else to be so he headed to Evan's apartment.
"Hey," he said when Evan opened the door. "Is it okay that I'm early?" he asked. Evan pulled him inside and started kissing him. They didn't make it out of the entry way.
"Take off your jeans," Evan said, stripping off his own clothes. Harry got his jeans off and Evan bent him over and spit a few times onto his asshole. He pushed his cock into Harry, but it wasn't wet enough yet.
"I should have had you lube up before you got here," Evan said, leaving the entry for a moment and coming back with lube. He lubed his dick and all around Harry's hole and then started pumping in and out. Harry groaned. Evan liked getting to it hard and fast. Even if Evan didn't require it, he was thinking that he should probably prepare himself a bit before getting here every Friday.
Evan flipped Harry around and picked him up. He slammed him against the front door and fucked him using the door to support them. Harry bounced off of Evan's cock, face contorted in pleasure and pain. This wasn't an easy position to take a hard fuck, but Evan was really feeling it and was fucking Harry hard into the door.
"Damn, Harry, you are so tight and hot," Evan moaned, slowing down his motion. Harry moaned, too, knowing what those deep thrusts did to his body. He felt so good as Evan rocked his hips and thrust forward just enough to rub his prostate into a frenzy. The orgasm buzzed through his body, growing in intensity. His dick rubbed between himself and Evan and he came hard. He wanted to grab his cock and stroke it, but he couldn't let go of Evan without falling on the floor.
Evan continued to rock his hips and then he started pounding again. Harry cried out but Evan didn't slow down. He pumped deep into Harry and then he put Harry down on the ground and pulled out all in one movement. He jacked his dick and then came in several long spurts. Both of their cum mixed on Harry's chest. Evan pulled his finger through both ejaculations and then stuck it in Harry's mouth. Harry sucked the cum off eagerly. Evan pulled his finger through some more cum and put it in his own mouth.
"Yum," he said, sucking his own finger. He helped Harry up off the floor and Harry went to the bathroom to wash up. He found Evan in the kitchen. Evan wrapped his arms around him and started kissing him.
"I thought about you all week. I'm so glad you were early," he told Harry between kisses. Evan had a way of making his lover feel so desired. Draco wanted to remember his every word, his every action. Evan picked Harry up and sat him on the counter. Neither had bothered to get dressed after their first time of the night, so they pressed naked bodies together, their cocks rubbing together between them. They were both hard right away.
"Are you going to fuck me in your kitchen?" Harry asked, scooting to the edge of the counter. Evan put his cock next to Harry's ass and started pressing in.
"Yes, I am going to fuck your hot fucking ass right here and right now," Evan said, shifting Harry so that he was laying ass up. He fucked Harry into the counter top. Harry's dick kept slapping against the edge of the counter and it was making him want to come. Evan pumped in and out for what felt like an eternity. Harry couldn't hold off anymore.
"Evan, oh fuck, Evan, I'm going to cum," he moaned. Evan kept pumping and Harry came hard. Evan pumped through his orgasm and then he pulled out and came on Harry's back. He pulled out and Harry hopped down from the counter. They both breathed heavy. Harry leaned on the counter,
"God Harry, I love when you come handsfree," Evan said through deep breaths.
"I want to grab it so bad, but I usually need my hands to hold me up," Harry said, grinning.
"No, don't grab it. It's so fucking hot when you come just from me fucking your tight ass," Evan said looking at him with lust.
"Okay," Harry said blushing and looking away. Harry stood up and grabbed a towel to clean up. Evan grabbed it from his hand and wiped off his back where Harry couldn't reach.
"I can't believe you have to go," Evan said, tossing the towel aside and wrapping his arms around Harry's shoulders.
"Yeah, it's what I have to do, though," Harry answered, stiffening in Evan's arms.
"I know. So, what's the guy like?" Evan asked, pulling away and grabbing his laptop. "Do you need to check your account before you go?" he said pointing the screen toward Harry. Harry relaxed. He knew that Evan was worried about him. He realized that he may be putting himself and Harry in a dangerous situation. It was a good thing that he had Evan watching out for him.
"Thanks," Harry said, hunting and pecking at the computer. Before he'd poked through five letters, Evan took the laptop back.
"What are you trying to type?" he asked. Harry looked sheepish, but told him his sign-in and password. Evan entered it for him and then checked his bookings. He clicked on the picture of the new guy, Chad.
"Hmmm, meeting at his place. He doesn't say much here, does he?" Evan said scanning the profile. "Well, at least I know where you're going. Text me when you get out of there, would you?" he asked, looking at Harry seriously.
"I don't have a phone," Harry said, squinting at the picture of Chad.
"You have got to be kidding me," Evan said. "I mean, you said you don't have electricity at home, but your school must have electricity," he concluded.
"Not exactly," Harry said, stalling. He didn't want to get deeper into where he came from.
"Insane," Evan said shaking his head. "Most escorts have two phones and you don't even have one," he laughed. Harry rolled his eyes and then smiled. Evan got up and rustled through a drawer. "Here," he said, holding up a cell phone with a cord wrapped around it. "It's my old phone. If we plug it in now, it should have enough of a charge to text me when you get done at Chad's place," Evan said, wrinkling his nose at the mention of Harry's next date. Harry giggled.
"You'll have to show me what text means before I go," he said eyeing the phone cautiously.
"How can you be alive in this day and age and not know how to text?" Evan pondered as he plugged in the charger. He turned and grabbed Harry and pulled him close. "Well, I'm going to fuck you up into the very minute that you have to go," he said and started kissing Harry. He picked Harry up and carried him to the bed. He laid Harry down and then entered him fast and deep.
"Oh fuck!" Harry shouted. Evan grinned and began fucking him in long, hard strokes. Harry moaned and grunted as Evan pressed in and out in lazy thrusts. He increased his speed and fucked fast. Harry had to focus on relaxing, his body telling him to clinch. Then the slow strokes that touched his prostate. The deep thrusts rubbing him over and over until he came. He resisted grabbing his cock like Evan said. Evan bit his lip and his face distorted as he came deep inside of Harry's ass.
Both men shouted out as they came, first Harry and then Evan. Evan laid down on top of Harry, not yet pulling out. "Am I crushing you?" he asked.
"No, you're good," Harry said, surprised at how good it actually felt. Surprised that he liked having the other man laying on top of him after they both orgasmed. They laid together for a few moments until Harry could feel Evan starting to thrust inside him slowly.
"One more go?" Evan asked, not really asking but telling. Harry moaned.
"I don't know if I can take it," he said, his prostate screaming at him to stop, but also still giving off really good feelings. Evan kept going slowly. Harry thought he was going to lose his mind. He needed more practice in having so many orgasms. It seemed that Harry reached orgasm easily and often, but his body ached terribly when he came so often in such a short period of time. And Evan seemed determined to bring them both to orgasm as many times as he could in the hour that they had.
"I know you can take it Harry," Evan said in between grunts. "Your ass is so fucking perfect. God I love fucking your ass," Evan said, this time coming first, cum squirting out of Harry's ass around Evan's cock. He rocked in and out but was having a hard time steadying himself. Harry couldn't help it. He was so close to coming and Evan was barely moving. He started thrusting up with his hips to meet Evan's. He was going to fuck himself on Evan's cock until he came.
"Oh, oh, oh, I'm cumming," he yelled as his cock spurted a small amount of cum and his ass was finally allowed to clinch hard around Evan's cock. Evan groaned loudly. Harry held tight for almost a minute before he finally let go. Evan groaned again and pulled out. Cum spilled out afterward in a puddle on the bedspread. Evan handed him a t-shirt so Harry could clean himself up.
Evan met him in the bathroom a few minutes later. Harry had cleaned himself up in preparation for his next date. Evan pressed against him.
"You didn't take Viagra again, did you?" Harry said feeling Evan's member pressing into his backside.
"Who me?" Evan said laughing and walking back into the bedroom. Harry wasn't sure if he had or hadn't, although the evidence pointed to yes. Well, the evidence pointed straight up, but Harry couldn't really do anything with that now. Harry walked out and saw Evan stroking his cock in the floor length mirror on the back of the bedroom door. Somehow it didn't surprise Harry to see Evan watching himself in the mirror. He observed for a few moments, noting the things that Evan did to his own cock to get himself off.
"I'd rather stay for the show, but I've really got to go," Harry said. Evan dropped his dick and walked to the door.
"I know. Make him wear a condom. Crap, I've set such a bad example," Evan turned with a distressed look on his face. "Make them wear a condom, I'm sorry I haven't been doing that, I'm clean, I swear," he said, gripping Harry tightly on each arm.
"Okay, I will," Harry said, laughing to break the tension. "The condom thing is okay. I would have made you, but like, you're the one paying and stuff," Harry said. It was more or less a lie. He wasn't going to make anyone wear condoms with Harry. That was part of the thrill. That, and wizards are immune to sexual diseases. As much as he would like to embarrass Harry further by giving him a sexually transmitted disease, there was no chance of that happening because of his natural immunities.
"No, Harry," Evan gripped him even tighter. "You need to protect yourself and the guys hiring you will know that. Plus, technically it's the law that sex workers are required to use condoms," he said in his serious tone of voice. Harry didn't know why, but he wanted to giggle when Evan took on his serious tone. He didn't know the thing about it being illegal to perform without a condom. That was weird. Was an officer going to show up and issue them tickets, or something? Would he have to appear in court with a defence attorney?
"All right, pay attention. Here's how to text me. Be sure to text me as soon as you leave the guy's place. And send me a picture of your cock to let me know it's okay," he said raising an eyebrow. Harry laughed.
"Okay, I'll just whip it out right there in front of the guy's house and take a picture of my dick. That won't be suspicious or anything," Harry said still laughing. He headed for the front door.
"I don't want you to go," Evan said blocking the door. He pouted.
"I have to go, I can't cancel this late," Harry said trying to do puppy dog eyes, pleading with Evan.
"You can do whatever you want, you're in charge," Evan said. This went against what Draco intended for Harry as an escort, as Evan called him. Draco wanted Harry to get roughed up a little. But he understood that Evan wanted to protect him. Evan saw Harry as a country boy getting eaten alive by the big city. He would have to omit certain details if Evan asked him.
"Okay, I'll take charge the best way a bottom can," Harry said, laughing again. Evan's serious act just made him feel silly. Evan shooed him toward the door.
"Go on, get out of here. Good luck, or break a leg, or whatever," Evan said sarcastically.
"I like 'break a leg'," Harry said walking down the hall backwards toward the front of the building.
"Okay then, break a leg, Harry," Evan said, now laughing, too. "I'll see you next Friday," he said, with a note of sadness.
"Thank you, Evan. And I'll see you next week," Harry said, turning and heading out the door. He had to run, but he would make it on time. He had to be more careful, Evan would make him late for every date. Maybe that was his plan. Get Harry so many bad reviews that Evan would have him to himself.
"Hi Harry," Chad said, locking the door behind him. Chad lived in a small one-bedroom house in a row of similar houses outside the downtown area. He was older than Draco thought, probably in his fifties and very short. Maybe two inches shorter than Harry and Harry barely reached five foot five. He had white hair and wore wire-rimmed glasses. He could have been Harry's dad. No, granddad. The creepy factor definitely went up.
"Hi Chad," Harry replied happily. He looked around a bit, not wanting to appear nosy. The place was tastefully decorated for someone of his income bracket, Draco thought. Chad indicated that Harry should sit down on a grey leather couch with a view of the city out the huge picture window. The back of the house had a spectacular view of the city. That was what the draw of such a tiny house was--the view.
"The view is beautiful," Harry said, gazing out over the city lights.
"Thanks," Chad said. "Red or white?" he said, waving a hand over a selection of wine bottles. Harry turned and viewed the labels. It was all swill in Draco's opinion, but he wasn't here for wine tasting. He picked a pinot noir, hoping that it might give Harry a headache. Harry getting a headache wasn't out of the norm and didn't really give away anything about their Friday night activities.
"Cheers," Chad said as they clinked glasses. Harry nodded in agreement and took a large drink of the wine. It tasted bad. Harry smiled. This was good practice. No matter how bad the wine tasted, he was going to complement it.
"Mmmm, very nice," he said, taking another drink. He smiled to keep from cringing at the badness. Chad sat down next to him on the couch.
"Finish up and we'll get started," he told Harry, lightly tipping the end of Harry's wine glass. Chad downed his own glass and set it on the console table behind the couch in between two plants. Harry swallowed the rest in one drink and ditched the glass in the plants with Chad's glass.
Chad reached out and started stroking Harry's cock through his pants. He rubbed it until Harry was hard. Then he took Harry's hand and put it on Chad's cock. Harry rubbed his cock through his pants. Chad unbuttoned Harry's pants and took out his cock. He pulled Harry's pants down just below the hips. Harry repeated the same actions on Chad.
"Are you always so...bushy?" Chad asked investigating Harry's moderately hairy balls and area at the base of his cock. Chad seemed rather offended at the existence of the hair. Draco had noticed that many of the bottoms he'd seen in pornos were bald. He knew he couldn't do that because Harry would know something was up if he woke up with smooth hairless balls.
"Uh, yeah," Harry said. He kept stroking Chad's cock. It was a decent sized cock, six inches. His balls weren't too saggy. That was something that concerned Draco, so he checked the guy's package out to see what to expect. He was closely shaven, but not bald. His hair was white down there, too. "Is that a problem?" he asked. That had never occurred to him.
"No, no. I just wasn't expecting it from someone so...young," Chad said, taking a moment to pick the word young. Draco wondered if he was really thinking 'twink'. "But I think that we will skip sex this time and how about you give me a blow job?" Chad said, taking his hand off of Harry's cock and putting it on top of Harry's hand on his own dick. He and Harry jacked Chad's dick. Harry leaned down and took it in his mouth.
"Oh yeah, that's it, suck my cock," Chad said, precum dribbling out of his cock into Harry's mouth. Harry deep throated him, finding it much easier with a cock nearly two inches shorter than Evan's. Chad took a hold of Harry's head by the hair and used it to fuck Harry's mouth faster. Harry sucked in and tried to breathe as he got face fucked. Spit ran down his chin and dripped down Chad's thigh.
After several more moments of vigorous sucking, Chad came down Harry's throat. Harry choked just slightly at the feeling of the cum spraying across the top of his mouth. When it reached the back, it was all Harry could do to keep from gagging. Harry shifted so that the rest of the cum hit his tongue. He sucked the rest out of Chad's slit and swallowed it all. He pulled back when Chad let go of his head.
"That was great, Harry," Chad said. This guy's tone never changed. He said everything with no inflection, no personality. He was hard to read. Was he angry? Bored? Great, like he said? It was hard to tell.
"Thanks, Chad," Harry said, smiling. Draco was very happy with this turn of events. Although Chad was a pretty clean guy, he was old enough to be Harry's grandfather. Plus, the old guy had been offended by Harry's bushy bush. That had to be pretty embarrassing.
The two men buttoned up their pants and Harry looked at the clock. He'd only been there for half an hour. The man paid for an hour. "So, what would you like to do now?" Harry asked, smiling and cocking his head to the side.
"More wine?" Chad asked fishing their glasses out from in between the plants behind the couch. Harry nodded. They drank their wine in silence. Chad didn't have a television that Harry could see. There were no books on the shelf. Harry figured that Chad must have a computer somewhere, but otherwise there didn't appear to be anything else to do in the apartment.
When Harry finished his wine, Chad stood up. "Well, it's been great, and I'll see you again soon," Chad said. Harry stood up quickly and put down the empty glass.
"Yeah, thanks a lot and it was great," Harry said smiling yet again. Draco was getting sick of smiling so much. If it didn't work, he wouldn't do it anymore. Ever. He walked out the door and heard Chad locking the door behind him. Harry pulled the phone Evan gave him out and texted that he was okay. Evan replied by sending a picture of his hard cock. Harry stood at the apparation point, in a rather dark alley. No one was around, so he snapped a picture of his own hard cock. He was vaguely sad that he had to go back to Hogwarts. He apparated back and snuck in to the castle. He had a lot to record in his journal.