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“More! More! Oh, fuck!” Marcus exclaimed.
“Yes, yes!” Harry moaned.
Marcus Flint was reeling as he was getting shagged by the one and only Harry Potter in Marcus’ bedroom. They had started dating in the second year, after a run-in between the Slytherin and Gryffindor Quidditch teams in late September 1992. Not that it mattered anyway. Afterwards, Marcus had asked Harry out on a library date in early October, as Harry was too young to come to Hogsmeade at the time. From there, it changed and Harry and Marcus began to meet each other in secret intermittently.
Eventually, Harry lost his virginity to Marcus on Halloween, despite that the discovery of a graffiti claiming that the heir of Slytherin has returned ended their first time earlier than hoped. Harry had his first kiss with Marcus two weeks before that.
“Hey, you look nice. Are these idiots hurting you?” Marcus asked once they were in a secluded alcove, referring to Draco and his minions.
“No, not really,” Harry shook his head. Marcus was especially very protective of him, once Harry told him about his life with the Dursleys.
“Good. I’ll send something after them again if they hurt you again,” Marcus smirked.
“No, no, Marcus, there’s no need for that!” Harry protested.
“Why not? I mean, they’re after what they call ‘mudbloods’, aren’t they?”
“They will meet their demise on their own, eventually,” Harry retorted.
“Alright, then,” Marcus shrugged, albeit with a suppressed glare. Harry liked how Marcus scowled, gritted, or stared. He was bloody mysterious.
For Marcus, he knew he was dumb, but that did not mean he was wallowing in pureblood superiority, as he never believed that kind of thing. He may be a constantly angry and scheming teenager, but Harry could see deep in his heart that he had a good heart.
For this reason, Marcus never had much affinity for his wealthy parents and his peers. He preferred to be alone outside of Quidditch, and even that he had ‘keeping up appearances’ duties, such as feebly laughing with Malfoy and others when they overheard Harry’s best friend’s howler. He may be dumb, but he wasn’t stupid enough to go against the Slytherin’s status quo in open. His Flint line was especially important after all.
“So, what do you want, love?” Harry asked. He had received a letter from Marcus the day before.
“Nothing. I just want to see you again, my Harry,” Marcus grinned as he held Harry’s hips and drew him into a deep embrace. He liked how curious and brave Harry was.
“Ooh, nice,” Harry muttered. That was the day they declared themselves as boyfriends to each other officially.
Marcus, at sixteen, never had a boyfriend or a girlfriend before, but his instinct knew that Harry was the one from the moment they saw each other. Also, he was gay. What with how the wizarding world viewed such relationship between same-sex people at the time, similar to the muggle world. Fortunately, Harry realized he was gay after a series of wet dreams involving Marcus, Oliver Wood and Cedric Diggory, after a talk with Marcus. They had realized their love of each other on their third date and Marcus told him all about being gay. Of course, Marcus told Harry that he knew he was gay after stumbling upon gay magazines that a muggleborn Slytherin had left behind when he graduated when Marcus was in his second year.
Marcus’s cheeks brushed against Harry’s. He felt the tip of his lips touching Harry’s.
“Love, do you want this?” Marcus asked.
“Go ahead, love,” Harry replied.
Marcus pushed his lips against Harry’s. Their first kiss with each other. It was tender at the first, a mere peck on the lips, before they began using tongues with each other. It was very sensual as they continued kissing and making out with each other. They felt their ‘hardware’ getting hard.
“Whoa, that was so good,” Harry moaned as he pushed away from Marcus.
“You want more?” Marcus asked, his breath blowing onto Harry.
“I, uh, probably should go to back to Gryffindor. It’s getting late, love,” Harry said.
Marcus waved his wand to check the time. Of course, it was nearing the curfew. “Alright, love. Meet me again sometime later?”
“Yeah,” Harry smiled. He was so innocently adorable.
They left to their respective houses.
Their next meet-ups involved them discussing about sex, school, and everything else. However, sex gradually displaced everything else on their minds when thinking about each other. Harry was eager to find out how it felt like, and Marcus was cautious about accidentally hurting Harry. Therefore, Marcus gave Harry the talk first, as Hogwarts did not have sex education and Marcus had managed to grab a Muggle book about sex, both gay and straight, after bribing a muggleborn Ravenclaw who was about to graduate during Marcus’ fourth year.
On Halloween night, Harry met up with Marcus after helping Professor Lockhart with his fan mails. They met in an abandoned classroom. Marcus brought some condoms and a lube bottle for the occasion. Yes, they were going to lose their virginities to each other that night.
“You sure about this?” Marcus asked.
“Yeah!” Harry enthusiastically replied.
“Alright, just tell me if you change your mind.”
Marcus and Harry both unzipped their pants and lowered their own underwear, causing their own hard cocks to fly out in open. They had seen each other’s cock before, but only for handjobs. This time, they were going full.
“Wicked!” Harry said once he saw Marcus’ hard cock.
“Yours’s nice as well,” Marcus grinned.
“So, now?” Harry said and Marcus nodded.
They lowered their pants and began kissing each other. Marcus pushed his tongue against Harry’s and vice versa. They began unbuttoning each other’s shirts, after loosening their ties away. Marcus grabbed Harry in hips and embraced him. He crouched down, pulling Harry against him.
Harry felt ecstatic as he kissed his lips against Marcus. Marcus then lowered him against the floor, so that Harry’s back was on the floor. Marcus began sucking Harry’s cock. Harry felt pleasurable feeling from his cock being sucked as he placed his hands on his boyfriend’s head and pushed his head against his cock. He could hear audible moaning from Marcus as he intensely sucked his cock. Eventually, Harry felt something was going up from his cock and warned Marcus.
“Stop! I feel something’s up,” Harry shrieked and Marcus slowed the thrust of his mouth against Harry’s cock.
“I kind of want to swallow you to the end, is that okay?” Marcus asked and Harry nodded.
Marcus thus resumed on sucking Harry’s cock, with taps on his head from Harry being the warning that he was close to coming, that ensured Marcus to slow down on his sucking before returning to intense speeds. Eventually, Harry felt it was the time to come and did not tap Marcus’ head. He kept pushing Marcus’ head up and down as Marcus felt Harry’s cock spasming as he sucked him quickly. What followed felt so pleasing for Harry as he felt white liquid squirting inside Marcus’ mouth. Marcus, on the other side, felt Harry’s white liquid being squirted deep inside his mouth. He swallowed some, before pushing away from Harry’s cock.
Marcus moved his body and was now in face-to-face with Harry. He began kissing him, transferring Harry’s cum to Harry’s mouth, who swallowed it as well. It tasted queasy at the first, but they quickly get used to it. Their tongues were deep in each other’s mouths, battling each other for hotness.
“That was so fucking good, love,” Marcus said.
“Indeed,” Harry agreed.
Eventually, they pushed their lips from each other and Marcus moved up. Harry how had Marcus’ cock on his face. He began sucking his cock. Marcus felt what could be described as pleasure from filling up all of Harry’s mouth space. Harry felt his mouth was full from Marcus’ cock taking up all the space on his mouth. However, they had no intentions of allowing Marcus to flood Harry’s mouth with his white liquid, so after a few minutes, Marcus pulled his cock away from Harry’s mouth.
Marcus moved Harry’s legs so that his legs were against Marcus’ shoulders as Marcus took a lube bottle. He applied large amounts of lube on his hand and began playing with Harry’s arse. Marcus had cut his nails two days before for this reason, as he did not want to hurt Harry.
Marcus felt the lube on Harry’s arse was enough and began pushing his fingers into the hole slowly. Eventually, after fingering for a few minutes, Marcus applied more lube and inserted two fingers against Harry’s arse, then third and fourth in succession, respectively. Now, Harry’s arse was now wide enough to accommodate Marcus’ cock. Harry moaned as Marcus fingered him, occasionally kissing him in process.
“You OK?” Marcus asked.
“Yup, go ahead,” Harry nodded.
Marcus smiled, before he instantly grabbed a condom and opened it. He furiously inserted the condom into his cock and moved to push his cock against Harry’s cock quickly. Harry whimpered as he felt his arse being furiously invaded by Marcus’ cock in a speed akin to a Quidditch broom dashing by. Marcus, however, slowed down and began thrusting himself against Harry slowly. He eventually picked up his speed and thrusted against Harry quickly and intensely as he kissed Harry.
“Oh, that feels so good,” Harry said.
Their tongues were battling with each other as Marcus felt his cock almost coming. Harry also felt he was coming, thus they slowed down, before picking up speed again and they moaned at each other.
“Ahh, ahh!” Harry whimpered.
“Fuck, you’re so tight,” Marcus said.
Marcus found Harry’s spot in a short time and pushed himself against the spot. Harry moaned audibly from this intense feeling so much that they wondered if they were too loud. Marcus found that Harry’s muscles felt tight and his cock felt constrained inside Harry’s arse. He needed to come and warned Harry accordingly.
“Coming,” Marcus warned.
“Oh, alright—AH!” Harry replied.
Marcus pushed himself inside Harry harder, rushing up his speed, until his cock gave in and squirted his seed deep inside Harry. Of course, all of that was contained in his condom, but nonetheless, they enjoyed it.
“That was amazing, love,” Marcus said as he finished and pulled his cock away.
“Let’s see,” Harry said and rose up as he watched Marcus carefully removing the condom, filled with his seed, from his cock.
“We now have a cum balloon,” Marcus joked.
Harry laughed. “That felt so great,” Harry said.
“Okay, let’s go clean up—” Marcus said, but they heard shouting outside. It sounded like a commotion had happened.
Fearing being caught, they frantically cleaned themselves up.
“Wait, you have the wrong tie!” Harry warned.
Marcus looked down at his tie and realized with a giggle. “Oh, gotcha.”
They left the classroom, eager to see the commotion. Of course, a red writing on one of the Hogwarts’s walls appeared.
Nevertheless, Harry and Marcus met up again after that. They had more dates throughout Hogwarts, which sometimes ended in they having sex with each other. Even the dueling incident and Harry’s subsequent false accusation did not phase Marcus out. Harry, in Marcus’ words, was his world and he felt protective than ever. Marcus would send glares at people who dared to insult Harry in his face, under the pretense of ‘disturbing’ Marcus’ alone time. However, Slytherins insulting Harry in groups was fair game as Marcus didn’t want to go against the status que in open. Harry, of course, understood. Marcus would make up to Harry with intense blowjobs afterwards, which was became relevant when a rouge bludger hit Harry during a Quidditch match.
Later, as Christmas approached, it was the time for Marcus to leave Hogwarts with other students for Christmas, while Harry stayed home to deal with brewing Polyjuice Potion with Hermione and Ron. Thus, the night before most students left for Christmas, Harry and Marcus celebrated with an intense sex session in Marcus’ bedroom that he shared with Terence Higgs and Adrian Pucey. Nobody knew, but Marcus knew that Higgs and Pucey were shagging each other. It was rather obvious from the way they stared at each other in private and him noticing that one of his gay magazines in his stash had gone missing only made it even more clear.
Harry and Marcus did not have a preference for positions when they shagged, although it was more often that Marcus bottomed and Harry topped. They felt that it was hot that the smaller one shagged the bigger one. They also abandoned the use of condoms when it became clear that they trusted each other and were smitten with each other.
That night, Harry snuck to the Slytherin common room under his invisibility cloak by following Marcus, who knew. Harry figured that this could be the source of intel to know whether Draco was the heir of Slytherin or not. Of course, the first thing Harry noticed was Draco conversing with Crabbe and Goyle.
Harry followed Marcus to his room. The room had three beds and was lavishly decorated. He noticed that Marcus’s bed was double-sized compared to Harry’s single-sized. Such luxury expected for Slytherins.
“You have nice room,” Harry said once he lowered his cloak.
“Yeah, I know,” Marcus said. “Get inside the bed.”
Harry sat on the bed, followed by Marcus who then closed the curtains and cast a privacy and silencing spell on the bed.
“You had a good day, right? Nothing too bad for you?” Marcus asked in concern as he laid himself on the bed and began cuddling Harry.
“I suppose so,” Harry shrugged.
“Good, love. Breed me, then,” Marcus said with a sensual smile.
They began kissing each other, their lips feeling hot against each other. They lowered their hands to grasp each other’s erect cock, before unzipping each other’s pants.
“Ah,” Harry moaned against Marcus’ mouth.
“Fuck,” Marcus said.
Harry and Marcus’ erect cocks were now out in open. They began grabbing and pushing each other’s cock. Marcus felt that kissing Harry that night was enjoyable and sensual. Harry, meanwhile, liked the hot and wet feeling of Marcus’ tongue.
Eventually, Harry and Marcus removed their pants and robes, leaving only their shirts on. Harry began sucking Marcus’ cock. Harry felt intense heat from Marcus’s cock and was eager to swallow. He started slow at first, before picking up speed. Marcus felt ecstatic from the feeling of his cock being inside Harry’s mouth.
After a while, Harry pulled his mouth away from Marcus’ cock and kissed him on lips tenderly, until they began using tongues on each other. Harry grabbed lube and applied it on his hands and on Marcus’ arse. As they had shagged with Harry on top, they were used to it.
Harry fingered Marcus first, with one finger at first. Harry added second and third fingers later on succession, respectively. Eventually, Marcus’ arse was now wide enough for Harry’s cock. Harry then pushed himself deep inside Marcus, who whimpered from the feeling of his arse’s tubular structure being intruded upon by Harry.
Harry slowly thrusted his way inside Marcus, until he picked up speed and pushed himself harder into him. Marcus felt the spot was pushed on, and warned him as usual. Harry beamed at this and felt that he was feeling good that night.
“Fuck, breed me, love,” Marcus yelled.
“Shit, you’re tight. I love you,” Harry moaned as he kept pushing into his boyfriend.
“I love you too, dear,” Marcus said. “AHHH!”
“Ah, fuck, ahh!”
“More! Yeah!”
Harry and Marcus’s moans continued throughout the night, thankful for the silencing spell. Marcus wondered if Higgs and Pucey were out there shagging each other somewhere. He felt his hard cock spasming and warned Harry accordingly.
“I’m almost coming,” Marcus warned.
“Oh, shit, yeah, mine too!” Harry shrieked as he pushed himself very deep into Marcus.
They embraced each other, with their hands held to each other, as Harry felt his cock inside Marcus’ tight arse squished against the walls and he sped up his pace, culminating in his seed squirting inside his boyfriend. Marcus also felt his cock squirting his seed like a fountain onto his own shirt and Harry’s.
“AAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!” Harry and Marcus moaned audibly face-to-face, their mouths in contact with each other.
They slowed down, with the only sound being their mild whimpering sounds. They remained quiet for a while before Harry pulled away from Marcus.
“That was fucking amazing!” Marcus said as he slowly pulled Harry into an embrace.
“I feel intense. Fucking amazing, right!” Harry giggled as he felt comfort in Marcus’ arms. They remained quiet in embrace for a while.
They later cleaned themselves up and Marcus then led Harry out of the Slytherin’s chamber. Harry returned to his chamber shortly after under his cloak.
Harry and Marcus felt satisfied from their encounter. Of course, Marcus would be leaving Hogwarts the next day for Christmas, but they were sure that once Marcus returned, they would shag more eventually.
However, little did they know that that night would change their lives forever.