Chapter 1
As they all sat down at the table in the Three Broomsticks, Harry couldn't help but fidget in his seat. He knew that the conversation they were about to have could change everything between them.
Draco was the first to break the silence. "Listen, Ron, I know about you, Hermione, and Harry. And I'm not here to judge you for it."
Ron's face went red with anger and embarrassment. "How did you find out about that? We swore we wouldn't tell anyone!"
Draco simply grinned. "Let's just say I'm very observant, especially when it comes to Harry's behavior around you two."
Harry looked down at his drink, feeling exposed and vulnerable. He had always been careful to keep his relationship with Ron and Hermione a secret, but it seemed like Draco had figured it out all on his own.
"But here's the thing," Draco continued. "I'm not here to out you or anything like that. In fact,
I'm here to offer you a proposition."
Ron raised an eyebrow suspiciously. "What kind of proposition?"
Draco leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a low whisper. "I want in."
"In?" Hermione repeated, looking confused.
Draco nodded. "In on whatever it is you three have going on. I want to be a part of it."
Harry couldn't believe what he was hearing. Draco Malfoy, the same guy who had tormented him for years, was now asking to be involved in his intimate relationship with his two best friends.
"What makes you think we would even consider that?" Ron asked, still clearly skeptical.
Draco leaned back in his chair, a devilish smirk on his face. "Because I know what you all want. And I can give it to you."
Harry felt a shiver run down his spine at the way Draco was looking at them. His eyes were dark and intense, and Harry couldn't help but feel a pang of desire.
“I want to be a part of it. I want to feel what you guys have been feeling. I want to be intimate with all of you."
Harry's eyes widened in shock. He had never expected Draco, of all people, to want to join their little trio. But at the same time, he couldn't help but feel a spark of excitement at the thought of being with Draco in that way.
Ron, on the other hand, seemed hesitant and angry. "No way, Malfoy. We're not some kind of circus act for you to gawk at."
Draco held up his hands in defense. "Hey, I'm not trying to objectify you or anything like that. I'm genuinely interested in exploring myself with you all. I just want a chance to figure myself out. I've been struggling in trying to understand my own sexuality."
Ron sat back and was pensive. He knew what it was like to be confused about his wants and desires and was so glad he could safely experiment with his two best mates. "I don't know, Malfoy. This is a pretty big secret we've been keeping. We don't just let anyone in."
Draco leaned back in his chair, a smirk playing across his lips. "Well, then perhaps you should know that I have some secrets of my own. Secrets that could be very beneficial to us all."
"What kind of secrets?" Hermione asked, her interest piqued.
Draco simply smiled enigmatically. "Let's just say that I have access to things that could make our little arrangement a lot more interesting."
Harry couldn't help but feel curious. He had always been drawn to the dangerous and the unknown, and the idea of exploring something new with Draco was both scary and exciting.
Ron and Hermione, however, looked hesitant. They exchanged a look that Harry couldn't quite read, before turning back to Draco.
"We'll have to think about it," Hermione said cautiously.
Draco nodded, his eyes flickering over to Harry. "Take your time, but just know that I won't wait for an answer forever."
With that, Draco downed the rest of his drink and stood up from the table, shooting Harry a sly smile before disappearing out of the door.
The three friends sat in silence for a few moments, each lost in their own thoughts.
"What do you think?" Ron finally asked, breaking the silence.
Harry shrugged. "I'm not sure. I mean, I never expected Draco to be interested in something like this. But at the same time, I can't help but feel intrigued by the idea."
Hermione sighed, shaking her head. "I don't know, guys. It's a big risk. If we let Draco in, there's no telling what could happen."
Ron nodded in agreement. "Plus, we don't even know what secrets he's talking about. It could be dangerous."
But Harry couldn't shake the feeling that they were missing out on something extraordinary. He had always craved adventure and excitement, and the idea of exploring something new with Draco was tempting.
"Let's just think about it," Harry said finally. "We don't have to make any decisions right away, but I think we at least owe it to ourselves to consider the possibility."
Ron and Hermione exchanged another look, still clearly uncertain. But Harry could see the spark of curiosity in their eyes, and he knew that they were at least considering the idea.
As they left the Three Broomsticks and made their way back to Hogwarts, Harry couldn't help but replay the conversation in his head. He was both excited and terrified at the prospect of exploring their desires with Draco. But he knew that he couldn't ignore the feeling tugging at his heart.
When they arrived back at the castle, the three friends went their separate ways to their respective dormitories. Harry sat on his bed, staring up at the ceiling as he thought about what could happen if they let Draco in.
Would it change their dynamic? Would it be worth the risk?
But as he lay there, his mind buzzing with questions, he couldn't ignore the growing heat in his belly. The thought of exploring something new with Ron, Hermione, and Draco was too tempting to resist.
And so, with a sigh, Harry made up his mind. He was going to take the risk, and see where it led them all. Whatever happened next, he knew that this was going to be one adventure that he would never forget.
The four of them met up again at the Three Broomsticks, a sense of nervous excitement pulsing between them. Harry couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive about what was about to happen, but he was also eager to explore this new dynamic with Ron, Hermione, and Draco.
"So, are we all agreed?" Draco asked, his eyes scanning each of their faces for any sign of hesitation.
Ron shifted uncomfortably in his seat, clearly still unsure about the whole thing. "I don't know, Malfoy. It still feels like a big risk."
Draco leaned forward, his eyes flashing with intensity. "But think about the possibilities, Weasley. We could all learn so much from each other."
Hermione nodded in agreement. "And if we're careful, we can make sure that nobody else finds out. We can keep this between the four of us."
Harry could feel his heart beating faster in his chest. He knew that they were taking a huge risk, but he couldn't ignore the sense of excitement that was building inside him.
"I'm in," Harry said finally, his voice firm. "Let's do this."
Draco grinned, clearly pleased with Harry's decision. "Excellent. Now, I do have one condition."
The three friends looked at Draco, their curiosity piqued. "What's that?" Hermione asked.
Draco leaned back in his chair, a sly smile playing across his lips. "I get to choose who goes first."
Ron groaned, clearly not thrilled with the idea. "What, you expect us to just draw straws or something?"
Draco shook his head. "No, I think it's only fair that I get to choose who I want to be with first. And then we can go from there."
Harry felt a shiver run down his spine at the thought of Draco choosing him first. He had always been curious about what it would be like to be with Draco, and the idea of finally getting to explore that desire was intoxicating.
"Alright," Harry said, his voice low. "I'm fine with that."
Draco's eyes flickered over to Ron and Hermione. "And you two?"
Ron looked hesitant, but nodded in agreement. "Yeah, okay. I'm in."
Hermione hesitated, her eyes flickering over to Harry. "I don't know, guys. This feels like a big step."
But Harry could see the spark of curiosity in Hermione's eyes, and he knew that she was just as eager as the rest of them. "Come on, Hermione. It's just a little experimentation and we can stop at any time if we feel uncomfortable."
Hermione sighed, but finally nodded. "Okay. I'm in."
Draco grinned, clearly pleased."Brilliant." Draco said with a sly smile. He then looked around the table, surveying them all as if he were a lion looking for a prime cut of meat. Harry felt himself stir when Draco's eyes lingered on him for a moment, but his heart dropped as Draco's gaze settled on Ron, a sign that he was his first pick. Harry had been so sure that Draco would choose him first.
But Ron's reaction was even more surprising. He looked shocked and almost afraid, as if he hadn't considered the possibility of actually going through with this.
"Me?" Ron said, his voice barely above a whisper. "You want to be with me first?"
Draco nodded, a wicked smile spreading across his face. "Yes, Weasley. You."
Harry and Hermione exchanged a look, both feeling a mix of confusion and excitement. They had never seen Draco show such a clear interest in Ron before.
“Why me?” Ron asked, equally as confused as the others.
Draco leaned forward, his eyes glinting with a mischievous light. "Because I know you're the most curious, Weasley. Don't try to deny it."
Ron shifted uncomfortably in his seat, clearly unsure of how to respond. "I-I don't know what you're talking about."
Draco chuckled. "Come on, Weasley. You can't honestly say that you've never thought about it before."
Ron's face turned bright red, and Harry couldn't help but feel a sense of secondhand embarrassment. But at the same time, he was curious to see where this was all leading. Maybe
Draco saw something in Ron that they had never noticed before.
"So, what do you say?" Draco asked, his eyes flickering over to Harry and Hermione. "Shall we get started?"
Ron, for his part, looked like he was about to bolt from the table. But he also looked intrigued, and Harry could see the wheels turning in his head as he considered the possibilities.
"All right," Ron said finally, his voice firm. "Let's do it."
Draco leaned forward, his eyes glinting with a dangerous excitement. "Excellent. Let's head back to my room."
Harry's heart was pounding in his chest as they made their way to Draco's room. He couldn't believe that this was really happening. But he was also excited, thrilled to finally be exploring this desire that had been simmering just beneath the surface for so long.
As they entered Draco's room, Harry couldn't help but feel a little intimidated by the opulence of it all. The room was decorated in shades of green and silver, with plush furnishings and expensive-looking fixtures.
Ron looked just as nervous as Harry felt, but Draco seemed completely at ease. He moved around the room with the grace of a predator, his eyes gleaming with anticipation.
"Alright, Weasley. Strip," Draco said, his voice low.
Ron hesitated for a moment, clearly still unsure about the whole thing. But then he nodded, his hands shaking a little as he began to remove his clothes.
Harry couldn't tear his eyes away from the scene unfolding before him. He had never seen Ron like this before, completely vulnerable and exposed. He felt a stir of desire in his own body, and he couldn't wait for his turn to come.
Draco watched Ron intently, his eyes taking in every inch of his body. Harry could see the hunger in Draco's gaze, and he couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy. Draco circled around Ron like a predator, his eyes taking in every inch of Ron's body. Harry could see the hunger in Draco's eyes, and he knew that he was more than ready to take what he wanted from Ron. He reached out and ran his fingers over Ron's chest, making him shudder.
"You're a good-looking guy, Weasley," he said, his voice husky. "I can't wait to see what you can do."
Ron's cheeks turned red, but he also looked more excited than Harry had ever seen him. "Just tell me what to do," he said, his voice a little shaky. Without warning, Draco lunged forward, pressing his lips to Ron's in a searing kiss. Ron let out a low moan, his body arching into Draco's.
Harry could feel his own desire growing as he watched the two of them, his body responding to the raw passion unfolding before him. He wondered what it would be like to be in Ron's place, to feel Draco's hands on him, to taste his lips.
As Draco and Ron continued to explore each other, Hermione moved closer to Harry, her hand slipping into his. Harry looked down at her, suddenly feeling a rush of affection for her. He knew that he loved her, but he also knew he had to temper down his desires so the night would end too soon. He brought her hand to his lips and sealed it with a kiss. They grinned at each other then turned their amorous attention back to the steamy scene before them.
Draco continued capturing Ron's mouth in a rough kiss. Before Ron could even respond, Draco had him pressed up against the wall, their tongues colliding in a hot and heavy tangle.
Harry watched on in fascination as Draco ravaged Ron, moving his hands all over his body. Ron was clearly a little overwhelmed by Draco's intensity, but he was responding to his touch, kissing him back with fervor. It was hot to watch, and Harry wasn't surprised to feel himself getting hard.
Pressing Ron against the wall, Draco slid his hand down Ron's body, grabbing his cock in a firm grip. Ron groaned into Draco's mouth, his hips moving of their own accord as he began to thrust into Draco's fist.
Harry couldn't tear his eyes away as he watched Draco work his magic on Ron, his movements firm and relentless. Harry could see the pleasure wash over Ron's face as Draco worked his fingers around his cock. His head fell back as he moaned loudly, the sounds filling Harry with excitement.
Drawn out of his daze by the sound of Ron's moans, Harry turned to look at Hermione. Her face was flushed with desire, and her eyes were locked on the two of them as she slowly brought her hand up to her face. Her eyes locked with Harry's as she brought her fingers to her lips, wetting them slightly as she considered the scene before her. His curiosity piqued as he wondered what she intended to do.
But Harry had little time to dwell on that as Draco's hands moved from Ron's cock to his arse, his fingers probing at his entrance.
"Whoa," Ron said, his voice hoarse with desire. "What are you doing?"
Draco held Ron in place with a firm hand on his hip, his eyes hard with desire. "I'm going to fuck you, Weasley," he said, his voice firm. "And you're going to like it."
Harry couldn't believe what he was hearing, but he didn't have time to consider it as Draco began to press a finger into Ron's hole. Ron let out a low, almost pained moan, his hands falling to clutch at Draco's shoulders.
Pressing the tip of his finger into Ron's entrance, Draco slowly eased it in. Ron moaned again, a flush of pleasure painting his cheeks. Harry could feel his own cock throb as it pressed against his pants. Watching Draco finger Ron like this was almost more than he could stand, and he could tell Hermione felt the same way. Suddenly she walked over and grabbed Draco's hand that was entering Ron.
“Careful, your fingers are too dry; you don’t want to hurt him.” She moved his hand and replaced it with her own wet digits, the ones Harry had seen her sucking on earlier. She ran her fingertips in a slow, sensual circle along Ron’s entrance, causing the tall red-head to tremble in pleasure.
“Is that better?” she asked. Ron blushed and nodded wordlessly in response.
She then spoke to the stunned Draco, her eyes never leaving her task. "You need to use some kind of moisture for this; Ron's skin is especially sensitive in this area. " She licked her fingers again before continuing her task. Draco flushed in shame; it was obvious that he had no experience with such things. Harry was proud that Hermione's mind remained clear while everyone else seemed overwhelmed by passion – she saw the potential danger Ron was in.
Draco muttered an apology to both Ron and Hermione, obviously embarrassed by his earlier mistake. "Are you alright, Weasley?" he asked, his voice trembling with regret.
Ron could only manage a nod in response, unable to form words as he felt overwhelmed with pleasure from Hermione's passionate thrusts. Her fingers moved faster and faster as she explored Ron's entrance with her digits, eliciting more and more moans from the redhead.
Harry watched in amazement as Hermione pleasured their boyfriend.
Eventually Draco mustered up the courage to join in on the action again, using his free hand to stroke Ron's cock while Hermione continued to drive him wild with pleasure. The three worked together in perfect harmony until Draco became emboldened again. "Thanks for the tip, but
I'm ready to take over again." he said with his confidence returning. He replaced his now dripping wet fingers into Ron’s tight entrance. Hermione stepped back clearly aroused by the whole experience.
Ron continued to moan with Draco's larger hand stretching him deliciously so. With a wicked grin, he pulled his fingers from Ron's ass and brought them to his lips. Harry inhaled sharply as he watched him suck his fingers into his mouth, savoring the taste of him.
Harry felt his own cock throb as he watched Draco taste Ron. He was suddenly overcome with the desire to do the same. Coming up behind Hermione, he leaned over her shoulder and took her hand in his, bringing it to his lips. He sucked her fingers into his mouth, tasting the musky flavor of Ron on her skin. Bursting with lust, he brought his mouth to her neck, licking at the salty skin there.
"Do you think he would like a taste?" he whispered in her ear. Without waiting for an answer, he lifted her fingers and brought them to Ron's lips, pressing them against them. To Harry's surprise, Ron opened his mouth and took Hermione's fingers inside. Harry could see his throat move as he sucked at her fingers, clearly enjoying the taste.
"Wow," Hermione said, her face flushed with excitement. "I think he liked it."
Before either Harry or Hermione could react, Draco joined in as well, moving his hand to feed Ron his fingers. Ron eagerly sucked on Draco's digits, his eyes fluttering shut as he enjoyed the taste of himself. "That's right," Draco cooed. "Suck them good, you filthy slut. Suck at them until you can feel the last of your slutty taste on your tongue."
Harry's face flushed with excitement as he watched Ron submit to Draco's gentle abuse. His hand reached down to his pants, suddenly eager to experience the orgasm that was building within him.
Ron's head fell back as Draco continued to thrust his fingers in and out of his ass. "Are you ready for my cock now?" he asked.
"Yes," Ron answered, his voice begging for more.
Draco pulled his fingers from Ron and stepped back. "Are you sure your ready for me to fuck you?" Harry could see the precum slowly trickling down Ron's hard member.
"You've got to ask?" Ron said breathlessly. Harry couldn't help but chuckle at Ron's eagerness.
"Fuck me now." he demanded.
Draco grabbed Ron by the waist, spun him around, and leaned him over his desk. Ron let out a surprised gasp, but his protests were soon muffled as Draco pushed his cock into his waiting entrance, impaling him with one firm thrust.
Harry watched in fascination as Draco began to thrust into his boyfriend, pressing into him at a dizzying pace. Ron's moans of pleasure filled the room as Harry watched Draco plunge in and out of him, his pace quickening with every thrust.
“You're so tight, Weasley," he cooed, his voice delicate. "It feels like I'm fucking a virgin." That comment made harry moan out loud because he personally could attest to that fact. Ron was verse, but he mostly liked to top, and due to this he was always super tight when Harry would have him.
“Don't hold back," Ron said, his face flushed with pleasure. "I want you to fuck me hard. I want you to make me feel it."
Harry watched as Draco began to thrust harder and faster into Ron, his hips slapping against Ron's ass. If he hadn't been so turned on, he would have been worried that Draco was being too rough with Ron.
"Just like that," Ron cried out, his voice desperate with pleasure. "That's it," he moaned. "Fuuuck."
Harry could see Draco's hand on Ron's hip tighten. "He's so fucking tight I don't know if I'm going to last very long." Draco moaned.
“You better not leave me hanging,” Ron pleaded.
Draco smirked. “Don’t worry Weasley, you’re going to get off.” He said before picking up speed again.
Harry watched as Draco thrust into Ron over and over again; his eyes closed with pleasure as his hips moved faster and harder. “Let me hear you, Weasley. Now, you don’t hold back.”
Ron moaned loudly as Draco continued to pound into him. His fingers were gripping the edge of the desk, his knuckles white with the effort of holding himself up.
The sight of Ron being fucked sent Harry over the edge; he tore at his pants, desperate to get them out of the way. Before he could reach it though, Hermione grabbed his hand, pulling it away from his throbbing erection. He looked at her in surprise, and she shook her head. “Not yet, Harry,” she said, her voice dripping with want. "This is supposed to be about Draco and Ron. We can have our fun later.” She said as a promise. Harry mindlessly nodded in agreement as he continued to watch in awe.
Draco moaned, his thrusts becoming faster and more erratic. “I’m ready to come. Are you ready for me, Weasley?” he asked.
Ron nodded wordlessly, his eyes glassy with desire.
"Can I come inside of you? he asked, his voice strained with effort to hold on to his desperate load.
"Yesss", Ron groaned.
“Tell me you want it, Weasley. Beg for it,” he said, his voice laced with excitement.
Ron took a deep breath before he spoke, his voice low and lusty. “Fuck me. Come in my tight ass”.
“You’re going to feel it all the way up in your chest,” Draco said. “Oh god, Weasley, I’m going to fill you up until you’re dripping with come.” Then he plunged into Ron's ass one last time and declared, “Fuck, I’m coming."
Harry watched in fascination as Draco's body began to spasm; his hips bucking as he groaned in pleasure. Harry could see his cock pumping into Ron, the veins on his dick standing out as the come shot into him.
Ron moaned loudly, his face flushed with pleasure as Draco continued to flood his ass with his seed. "So much," he cried out. "Ah, fuck. Yes." It was spurting up into him over and over again. Harry saw Ron’s cock explode as well, spraying hot seed all over the papers and books on Draco’s desk.
“That’s it, Weasley,” Draco groaned. “Take my come. Take every drop of it.”
Draco thrust into Ron a few more times, his body spent with pleasure. He let out a final groan as he sank into a heap on the floor, pulling Ron with him.
Harry watched as Ron rolled over, collapsing in Draco's arms. His face was flushed with pleasure, his eyes glassy with bliss. “Bloody hell, that was good," he said, his voice thick with pleasure.
“You’re an excellent fuck, Weasley,” Draco panted against his hair. Harry couldn't do anything but to agree to Draco’s true statement. So many times since they discovered the joys of sex, Harry and Hermione were brought to mind-melting orgasms thanks to their amazing boyfriend.
While they cuddled on the cold hard floor in their post-orgasmic bliss, Harry and Hermione exchanged a knowing look as they watched. They had always suspected that there was something more between the two boys, but they never expected it to be this intense.
Draco smiled at Ron and leaned in to kiss him again. "Thank you for making my first time with a guy so amazing, Ron," he whispered softly. "I never knew it could feel so good."
Ron kissed him back, feeling elated by Draco's words. "I'm happy that I could make it special for you," he replied, running his fingers through Draco's hair.
Harry and Hermione watched the two of them, feeling touched by the love and affection they shared. It was a beautiful moment, and they knew that they too would have their chance to experience such intimacy in the future.