Warnings: multiple partners, cross-dressing, spanking, reference to chan (but not really chan, does "play chan" make sense?), roll-play. Yup. This one's kinky. Disclaimer: This story is based on fictional characters. JKR is the woman whose genius created the Harry Potter world and its denizens. She owns them, and I have no intention of taking them away from her. I gain nothing monetary from this. Author's note: There is absolutely nooo plot here whatsoever. If you see one, let me, the author, know, and it will be eradicated. Immediately.
From behind the large open wardrobe door, Harry peeked his head out and smiled at his best friend, Ron, who was sitting across the room on the bed. He noticed that Ron had already changed his clothes, having stripped away the school robe, blazer, and tie, leaving him in grey slacks, a white button down shirt, and black shoes. The top two buttons were undone, giving Harry the briefest peek at the pale skin beneath.
Ron smiled and beckoned to Harry, saying, "Did you put everything on?" Harry nodded silently. "Then come here, baby. Let me see your new dress."
Harry swallowed and gingerly stepped out into view, smoothing his dress as he blushed under Ron's penetrating gaze. Ron gasped softly and smiled. Yes, Harry looked so pretty dressed like that, his small frame seemingly meant for it.
The raven-haired boy was clothed in a pink dress, its moderately ruffled skirt puffing out around his hairless legs. Small white bows decorated the puffed short sleeves and the center of the neck line. The dress was done up in small ties on the front, and the outfit was completed with a pair of simple white socks and white Mary Jane's. The absence of his glasses made him look all the more soft and feminine.
As he approached the bed, Ron leaned forward, spreading his legs into a definitively masculine stance. Harry stopped an arm's length before Ron and nervously toed the floor, glancing up at the redhead a few times.
"Turn around for me, baby. Daddy wants to see everything."
Ron emphasized the last word and was satisfied to see a deep red blush creeping up Harry's face. Obediently, Harry slowly turned around so that Ron would be able to see the whole outfit. Yes, Ron thought, it's perfect on him. When he had finished showing himself to Ron, Harry toed the floor again.
"Now," Ron said in a serious tone, "I need to make sure that it fits properly."
He got off the bed and inspected Harry's dress, staring down at him, scrutinizing every bow and stretch of lace. Having approved of the top part, Ron knelt in front of Harry, letting his finger trail over the ribbon ties on his front as he lowered himself to the floor.
Reaching out, Ron ran his hands over Harry's feet and legs. His hands roamed upwards, possessively tracing small patterns on the soft flesh of the insides and backs of Harry's thighs. His hands continued their path until he felt soft fabric beneath his fingers. He smiled and retracted his left hand.
Resting it on Harry's hip and keeping his right hand beneath the skirt, Ron pulled the smaller boy in for a possessive kiss. Harry immediately titled his head upwards and opened his mouth, letting Ron map out his mouth with his talented tongue. Beneath the puffy skirt, Ron's hand roughly squeezed Harry's ass cheeks through the fabric of his underwear. Harry moaned and spread his legs invitingly, giving Ron more access to his body.
As if accepting the invitation, Ron slid a knee between Harry's legs, rubbing his erection through the skirt and knickers.
"Our baby doll is quite a slut. But you're a good slut, aren't you?"
Harry moaned in response.
They kissed like this for several minutes before the taller boy broke off. Caressing Harry's face and nipping at his ear, he said, "And do you like your new dress, baby doll?"
"Oh yes, it's very pretty." Harry posed coquettishly, as if trying to impress Ron.
"Good. I'm glad you like it. However, we need to discuss that," he said, pointing to a broken rocking horse that sat dejectedly on the side of the room.
Harry bit his lip.
"Well?" Ron insisted.
"I-I didn't mean to, daddy. I swear!"
Harry looked fearfully up at Ron, who folded his arms, awaiting an explanation. Harry reached out. Sighing, Ron sat down on the edge of the bed again and pulled him into his lap.
"Tell me what happened, baby. You can tell daddy."
Harry rested his head on Ron's shoulder, almost whispering, "I-I was rocking on it, and I was being good, daddy. I was trying to not get my dress dirty and was holding it up. And when I did, I was rocking and I started to feel funny..." Harry trailed off.
"You felt funny?" Ron asked, rubbing Harry's lower back.
"Yes. Down there," he said nervously, jerking his hips to show where "there" was. "It felt good. And so I-I rocked harder and it broke...I'm sorry daddy!"
The smaller boy buried his face in Ron's neck and sniveled.
"It's ok, sweetheart. I'm not really angry," Ron said soothingly, "But I still have to punish you."
The boy in his arms froze.
"Don't worry, baby. I won't be too hard on you; I just want you to appreciate the things that we give you."
Harry nodded silently, steeling himself for his punishment.
"Now," Ron said, helping Harry up, "lie down on my lap. Good."
Harry obediently arranged himself over Ron's lap, resting his hands on the floor, his Mary Jane's dangling over Ron's lanky legs. Ron took a moment to take in the delectable image on Harry's skirt-covered bottom being presented to him.
Slowly, Ron pushed the skirt up Harry's thighs, licking his lips as each inch of soft pale flesh was revealed. Finally, he uncovered the pair of pink silk panties that he had chosen for Harry. Simply designed with white ribbon ties on each side, they looked better on his firm ass than Ron had imagined they would. Already, he was beginning to feel himself harden and he hadn't even touched him yet.
"This won't be too bad, my angel," he said.
Raising his hand, Ron brought it down for a sharp smack on Harry's upturned bottom. Harry cried out and then fell silent.
Waiting until Harry had begun to squirm on his lap, Ron began to spank him in earnest. Letting his hand fall roughly, Ron smacked the silk covered ass, ignoring the distinct hardness digging into his thigh.
Mid spank, Ron paused as the door opened.
Wearing only a bath robe, Draco stepped out of the bathroom where he had just finished his shower. Taking the scene in, he paused, smirking at the pair on his bed. Smiling lasciviously at Ron, he tightened his robe and sauntered across the room.
Harry was still waiting for the next blow to fall when he realized that someone else had joined them. Opening his eyes and turning his head, Harry nervously watched Draco approach them. Ron placed his hands on Harry's bottom and back, gently forcing him to stay still. Harry's eyes grew wide when Draco stopped and cross his pale arms, frowning.
"What did he do this time?" he asked.
Gesturing towards the rocking horse, Ron replied, "He broke his toy. He said it made him feel funny, in a nice way, and he was trying to increase the feeling when it broke."
Draco made a soft noise of affirmative. Leaning down, he cupped Harry's chin and twisted his head so that his bright green eyes, now glittering with tears, were looking into his grey ones.
"You shouldn't have done that, baby."
Harry bit his lip, mumbling, "I'm sorry daddy. I-I-"
"Shhh," Draco soothed. "Take your punishment like a good little boy. And don't worry, your daddy and I will give you other toys to play with."
His grey eyes glittered and he licked his lips. Standing next to Harry's prone form, Draco leaned over and held Ron's face for a demanding kiss. As they kissed, Draco moved closer and rubbed his knee against Harry's cheek and shoulder. Harry squirmed, reminding them of the business at hand.
Sighing, Ron and Draco parted. The blonde sat on the bed near Harry's head, folding one leg and letting the other casually hang over the side.
"Keep going," he said softly, "Harry has been bad and needs to be punished."
Ron smiled. Keeping one hand on the small of his back, he smacked Harry's ass. The sudden pain made Harry jerk. Turning his face so that he could bury it in the side of the mattress, he tried to stifle a moan.
"Oh no, sweetheart," Draco said, seeing this. "Why don't you rest your pretty head here on daddy's leg?"
Ron paused his ministrations so that Harry could rearrange himself as Draco had said. Harry rested his head on Draco's calf and the blonde began to caress his raven hair.
He nodded to Ron, who immediately began to rain a series of heavy spanks to Harry's upturned bottom. Harry jerked, his yelps punctuated with soft grunts and moans. Draco continued to caress Harry's raven hair, seemingly unaware of the punishment being given to the other end of Harry's body.
Finally, Ron stopped. He placed a soothing hand on Harry's backside, saying, "There, it's finished. It wasn't so bad was it?" Harry shook his head. "And you liked it, too, didn't you, baby?"
A deep blush crept up Harry's pale cheeks. He nodded.
Ron began to rub Harry's tight bottom, roughly fondling the abused flesh. He could feel the heat coming off of the cheeks.
Draco shifted forward on the bed, moving Harry so that his head was resting on his thigh near his hip. Harry sighed contentedly at this and then moaned as Ron's hand gave him a particularly hard squeeze. Draco leaned down and kissed and nipped the soft skin on one of Harry's arms.
"Dray, you should see Harry in his new knickers. They make his nice little bottom look so sweet, don't they?"
Stopping his ministrations mid bite, Draco looked up and let the skin between his teeth snap back with a satisfying undulation. His grey eyes glittered with lust as he sat up and looked down on the silk covered bottom that Ron had uncovered. He licked his lips.
Reaching a hand out to softly caress and then roughly maul the still red flesh beneath the panties, Draco said, "Do you know how delectable you look in these knickers, Harry? I feel like I want to give you another rough spanking just to see the red marks creep across your soft, flawless skin, to watch you turn red from shame and then squirm as your pretty cock becomes hard with each smack to your little bottom."
Harry emitted a soft whimper and sighed. Yes, he would like that. But right now, he'd like more than that. Draco seemed intent on giving him another spanking so Harry shifted his laced-up form and twisted his head around so that he could see Ron's face.
Ron smiled. He knew what Harry wanted. Ron brushed his hands up Harry's thighs and slowly untied the ribbons on the sides of his panties, making sure that Harry would feel every slip of ribbon. Gasping, he lifted the soft fabric and let it fall back against his pale thighs. It was better than he had thought it would be. The soft flawless skin of was hot and red from his hand.
Ron resisted the urge to throw Harry into the center of the bed and worship his body with his tongue. Instead, he placed a hand on the abused cheeks with something that resembled reverence.
Turning to Draco and nuzzling his neck, he murmured, "He's so hot, Dray. You have to feel him."
Eyes still glittering, Draco reached out and placed a hand on Harry's backside. His breath hitched. Harry's skin was like fire. Catching each other's eye, Ron and Draco smiled. Their baby doll was so beautiful like this.
Together, they rubbed and squeezed the soft little bottom that Harry presented to them. Harry tried to keep still, but it was impossible when his ass was receiving such wonderful attentions. The slow burn from his spanking made him feel so hot.
Harry began to move his hips in small circles, adding to the electrifying pain in his bottom.
"You're so beautiful, baby doll," Draco said. "Have you learned your lesson?"
Harry nodded and invitingly raised his ass a bit more into the air. Chuckling, Draco kissed Ron, reaching over to unbutton his shirt as he did so.
"What do you think love," he said to the red head, "Should we let our baby play now?"
"Absolutely. You did say we would give him more toys to play with."
Grinning, Draco slowly untied his robe and let it fall open, revealing a flawless expanse of pale flesh and a very erect penis.
"Ooh!" Harry grinned up at Draco and Ron, and ran a finger up the side of the blonde's cock. The blonde hissed, his hips jerked forward into the boy's touch.
Draco leaned down to gently kiss one of Harry's arms, whispering, "Anything for our precious doll..."
Slowly, the blonde made his way up Harry's arm, nipping and kissing the pale, tender flesh beneath his lips. Ron watched this for a moment and felt Harry squirming on his lap. Slowly, he pulled up the ruffled fabric of Harry's skirt until it was neatly folded over the small of his back, fully revealing the abused skin
Ron glanced sideways. Draco was still lavishing kisses and what had to be bites to Harry's arms considering the red marks now decorating the soft skin. Harry was running his hand over one of Draco's legs, reaching ever higher up the thigh. He sighed contentedly watching them play. Harry whimpered.
"Daddy, I - I -"
"What do you need baby doll? What do you want?"
Harry bit his lip, a blush creeping past the lace on the low neck line of his dress. As if understanding, Ron smiled and placed a warning hand on Draco's hand that was holding one of Harry's ass cheeks possessively.
"I think," Ron said to Draco, leaning down the lick the blonde's ear, "that our baby would like you to give him a good spanking another time. For now [nibble], we should [lick] pay attention to other matters."
Draco smirked and gave Harry's bottom a playful swat causing him to jerk and moan softly.
"Absolutely. Our baby is always ready for to have just about anything pushed inside of his cute little bottom."
Saying this, Ron reached behind him and pulled his wand out from beneath a pillow.
"Open your legs a bit, baby. I want to see that little hole of yours."
Obediently, Harry spread his legs as far as possible before his leg could fall off of Ron's lap. The thin fabric of the knickers fell softly through his legs and onto Ron's lap. Suddenly aware that his slacks were far too tight, Ron unzipped them and freed his prick. Sighing from the new feeling of comfort, Ron spread Harry's pale ass cheeks apart and ran the tip of his wand up and down the crevice a few times.
Harry whimpered again and tried to squirm and add friction to his cock, but he was constricted by Draco's hand on his back firmly holding him down. Holding his breath, Ron placed the tip at the entrance of Harry's ass and said clearly, "apparo."
Immediately, a cool, clear gel shot out and into Harry's body. Harry gasped at the sudden coldness and then stilled at Draco's soft caresses on his back. He moaned again as he felt Ron's wand being pushed inside of him.
The wand was cool and hard and it spread the gel further inside, coating him. It wasn't as big as a real cock, but it did go in further, and Harry moaned when Ron used the wand to poke his prostrate repeatedly.
Ron continued to move the wand in and out of Harry, keeping a steady rhythm regardless of how much Harry moaned or writhed. The fact that Harry was letting himself being fucked by his wand was too much, and groaning, Ron grasped his cock. He pushed it down with his palm until his cock was touching the soft skin of Harry's thigh. Moaning, he rubbed it back and forth.
"You feel that, Harry. Just watching your sweet little ass being fucked with my wand makes me so hot. I'm ready to shove this up your ass right now."
Harry writhed and squeaked, "Daddy! Yes-"
He was cut off when Draco, deciding that he wanted more, grabbed Harry's chin and directed his sweet mouth towards his own cock. Without hesitating, Harry opened his mouth and took Draco's flesh inside his wet heat. Laving it with his talented tongue, the blonde was soon moaning, his eyes closed in ecstasy, one of his hands clutching Harry's dark hair.
Ron cupped the blonde's face and pulled him in for a searing kiss, never stopping the movement of the wand. When they pulled apart, Ron nodded at Draco. The redhead gently disentangled himself from Harry and the fluffy material of his dress, ignoring the frustrated moans Harry made when he stopped moving the wand. Standing up next to the bed, Ron quickly stripped.
When he was naked, Ron lay on the bed on his back, his legs spread around Harry who was still lavishing attention on Draco's cock. Ron pulled the wand out of Harry's ass at the same time as Draco lifted him off of his prick. Harry whined in protest and he glared back at Ron over the pile of his rumpled dress.
Grinning, Ron grabbed Harry by his hips, pulled him back, and retracted his wand, making sure to wiggle it a bit before letting it leave Harry's body entirely. Using the same spell as before, Ron coated his prick with the gel.
"Ok baby," he said as Draco helped Harry onto his knees. "Just sit down nice and slow. I want you to let Daddy's cock inside so I can fill you completely. Can you do that for me?"
Biting his lip and smiling, Harry nodded. Facing Draco, Harry let the blonde lift him up and position him. Harry reached back and pulled his ass cheeks apart. Ron caught a peek at the hole he was about to fill and then groaned just as he felt the tip of his cock enter it.
Ron reached out and grasped the slim hips, forcing them down as Harry made soft cooing noises and a few whimpers.
"Does it hurt, baby?" Ron asked, reaching out to rub the red skin on Harry's bottom.
The dark-haired boy shook his head. "No daddy. I feel full. You fill me up nicely, daddy. Can I move soon?" He twisted around while he said this, making Ron gasp and thrust his hips up. "Ooh!" Harry exclaimed. "Just like that, daddy!"
Ron smiled at Harry. "You're such a good slut, baby doll. We'll move soon. Would you like to that pretty mouth of yours to be full, too? Because you're neglecting daddy's toy." Ron gestured to Draco who had thrown off his bath robe and was kneeling on the bed, resting his weight on a small pile of pillows.
Giving his ass a small shake, Harry grinned and leaned forward. Placing both hands on the bed in front of him, Harry took Draco's cock into his mouth again. Draco's head fell back in pleasure as he was once again engulfed in the hot, wet heat of Harry's sweet little mouth.
When he had regained some sense of his surroundings, Draco picked up Ron's wand. It was still slick with the gel. Plenty, he thought, for this. Using Ron's lustful haze to his advantage, Draco poked the wand between the redhead's ass cheeks and rammed it inside in one swift motion. He grinned lasciviously at the moaning howl Ron made. Muttering a spell, Draco got the wand to vibrate.
"Like that, love?" Draco called over Harry's bent form.
"Remind me to repay you later, love. But only," he said, panting, "after I've finished fucking Harry's sweet little ass."
Their eyes turned to the raven-haired boy who was writhing on Ron's cock and enthusiastically lavishing attention on Draco's. Harry's dress was falling everywhere around him, covering his pale thighs.
Draco leaned over and pulled the skirt up, revealing the stunning sight of Ron's cock disappearing into Harry's ass. The blonde moaned and began to move his hips. From the other end, Ron could feel Harry's body jerk slightly with the movement of Draco's hips. Moaning at the image of Harry's red bottom bouncing in front of him, Ron thrust his hips up; building a rhythm that caught all three of them.
"Do you like this, baby?" Ron asked, keeping his rhythm. "Wearing your pretty little dress and being fucked by your daddies?"
Harry grunted around Draco's cock. Smiling, Draco leaned forward and smacked one of Harry's ass cheeks, making the boy below him squeal and jerk around them.
"Ron, what kind of question is that?" Draco asked, watching the cheek turn red. "You know our baby loves a good rough fucking. Especially in a nice new dress."
Never stopping his attentions to Draco, Harry wiggled his bottom slightly, urging the two other boys to speed up. Soon, they built up a rhythm in which Ron's thrusts pushed Draco's cock further into Harry's mouth. Letting Ron set the rhythm, Harry worked the hard flesh with his tongue, relishing the feeling of being completely taken. He loved this, and his lovers knew it.
Ron reached out to maul Harry's still red bottom, eliciting a few moans from the raven-haired boy he was fucking. Seeing this, Draco groaned and shot his seed down Harry's throat.
Harry obediently swallowed every drop, watching the look of ecstasy that passed over Draco's usually calm features. This sight, in turn, brought Ron over the edge. Groaned and arching his hips up, the red-head exploded, filling Harry's ass with his cum.
For a minute, no one moved, Draco and Ron catching their breaths. When Harry wiggled his bottom again and nudged Draco's thigh, they both grinned. Gently, they helped Harry off of Ron and lay him on his back. Bestowing soft kisses and caresses on him, Draco and Ron brought Harry back to full arousal. When Ron pulled the skirt up to reveal Harry's cock, he gasped.
Harry's legs were already spread and there, nestled in a patch of dark curls, was a piece of white ribbon tied tightly around the base of his erect cock. He smiled and fingered the ribbon.
"I see you put on a little something as a surprise for us, didn't you baby?"
"Yes daddy. Do you like it?"
"Oh yes," Ron replied.
"Beautiful," Draco murmured before kissing the tip of Harry's cock.
Slowly, Draco laved the hard flesh with his tongue. He pulled back for a moment so that both Harry and Ron could see him untie the neat white bow. Harry gasped at the sudden loss of constriction. He jerked his hips in the air helplessly.
Smirking, Draco whispered, "Don't worry, baby doll. Daddy's going to take care of you."
With that, the blonde attacked Harry's cock with his mouth, working on giving his lover as much pleasure as he could. He played with Harry's balls, trailing a finger down to his puckered hole. Soon, the smaller boy was writhing and moaning beneath him.
Groping blindly behind him, Draco found Ron's wand. Still slick from the lubricant, he nudged it into Harry's fully relaxed anus and wiggled it around. Knowing that this would send Harry over the edge, Draco swallowed as much of his cock as possible. The raven haired boy screamed. He arched off the bed and shot his seed down Draco's throat.
When the blonde had milked Harry's shaft completely, he let the spent organ pop out of his mouth. Grinning, he kissed his way up Harry's body and grabbed his ruby lips for a forceful kiss. When they broke apart, they found Ron relaxing back on the bed, watching them with glittering eyes.
Reaching out a hand, he beckoned to Harry. Draco rolled off of him and let the raven-haired boy crawl over to Ron where he lay on his side and cuddled into the red-head's chest. Smiling, Draco arranged himself on the other side of Harry, who was now sighing contentedly and looked half asleep.
Before he wrapped his arms around his two lovers, Draco pointed his wand and whispered, "Knox." He let Harry snuggle his head beneath his chin and caressed Ron's arm.
"I hope you had fun, baby doll. Just make sure not to break your toys, ok sweetie?"
"Oh no," Harry said overdramatically. "I wouldn't dream of it, daddy."