Safe House

Chapter 3

By Moonstone_mystyk

       

The two men tumbled onto the bed, hands searching, lips caressing every inch of skin that they could reach. “Harry, we should stop,” Charlie told him.

Harry stopped, his lips staying on Charlie’s neck. “I guess you’re right,” he sighed. “I’ve just never wanted to touch someone like this before.”

Charlie groaned, “Harry, you’ve still got a year left of school. I’m sure that you’ll find someone you’re attracted to.”

Harry stretched up and bit Charlie’s earlobe, “I’m attracted to you. I’ve been noticing you since I got here. I never realized how incredibly sexy you are.”

He sucked in a breath, “Harry, I’m a lot older than you. You should be finding a boyfriend that is closer to your age.”

“Have you met the guys in my year?” Harry asked. He nibbled on the tendon in Charlie’s neck.

“Merlin’s beard, Harry you have to stop,” Charlie panted out. “I’m only human, I can’t be expected to resist forever.”

Harry ran one of his hands up Charlie’s chest, “Look Charlie, I haven’t ever felt like this before. Can you blame me for wanting to continue?”

“Harry, I don’t want to take advantage of you,” he answered.

“Then let me take advantage of you,” Harry told him, pulling Charlie’s shirt up to expose his chest. “At least I’ll be able to say that my first experience was with someone that didn’t just want me because I’m Harry Potter the-boy-who-lived.”

Charlie sighed and rolled Harry under him, “We’ll stop whenever you want,” he told him before he pulled off Harry’s shirt and started kissing his way down his body.

“Who says that I’ll want to stop?” Harry pulled Charlie’s shirt off and ran his hands over the smooth, freckled skin of his back.

Charlie mapped Harry’s torso with his lips and tongue, stopping to lick and suck a flat dusky nipple into his mouth. Harry gasped, writhing under him. Charlie laved the other nipple then worked his way down to Harry’s navel. He swirled his tongue around the small indentation, listening to the tortured groans coming from Harry. He reached up and unbuttoned the pants that were covering the younger man’s erection.

“Are you sure about this, Harry?” Charlie asked. Harry answered by rolling the red haired man over and kissing his way down his smoothly muscled chest. His hands loosened the button on Charlie’s pants, and he pulled down the zipper with his teeth. Charlie growled deep in his throat and stripped off his clothes, “You’re over dressed.”

Harry stripped down to his y-fronts and crawled on top of Charlie, running his hands up the hair sprinkled thighs. His hands reached the waistband of his boxers, and quickly pulled them down and tossed them onto the floor. He sat back on his heels and looked at the large erection in front of him.

“If I’m going to be naked, so are you,” Charlie told him as he reached for Harry’s y-fronts, pulling them down and waiting for him to take them off the rest of the way. Harry removed them and threw them onto the floor with Charlie’s. Harry reached out a hand and grazed the leaking head of Charlie’s prick. He knelt between his thighs, and placed a quick kiss on the tip, snaking his tongue out and licking the slit. He licked around the head, paying special attention to the sensitive underside. Charlie’s hips bucked, lifting off the bed. Harry pressed his palms down on Charlie’s hipbones, holding him still as he took the head into his hot, wet mouth. He sucked gently, coaxing a groan out of the man underneath him. Harry slid his one hand down and cupped Charlie’s sac, gently massaging it while he slid the his length as far into his mouth as he could, running his tongue down the underside as he slid his mouth up and down. “Harry, if you keep that up, this will end very quickly,” Charlie told him as he pulled his mouth off.

Harry crawled up the bed to lay down next to Charlie, kissing his way down his jaw to his lips.

“Now it’s my turn,” Charlie told him as he pushed Harry’s back down on the bed. He kissed his way down to his erection, licking the drop of pre-cum off of the tip. Harry groaned, lifting his hips. Charlie reached over, opened a drawer on the bedside table and withdrew a small tube. He lifted Harry’s legs and draped them over his shoulders, opened the lubricant and squeezed a strip onto his fingers. “Just relax Harry, and if you want me to stop, just say Molly,” Charlie told him as he ran a lubed finger along Harry’s crack. He leaned down and sucked the head of Harry’s cock into his mouth, gently probing his opening with a lube slick finger. He slid the finger past the tight ring of muscle, slowly stretching the opening. His mouth was working up and down his length, as he added a second finger, gently scissoring his fingers, then pressing in, he brushed his fingers against Harry’s prostate. The younger man screamed, jerking his hips and thrashing his head from side to side. Charlie worked the two fingers in and out, nudging the trigger inside on every stroke, while Harry rocked against his hand. He worked a third finger in, and with his free hand, squeezed a strip of lube onto his cock. He worked the lube around then pulled the fingers out of Harry’s opening, causing the dark haired young man to groan in protest.

“Are you sure about this Harry?” Charlie asked, placing himself at Harry’s opening.

“Oh yes, Charlie. Fuck me!” he moaned, pressing himself down on Charlie’s cock. Harry screamed as the head penetrated his tight opening. Charlie stopped, staying completely still as Harry rocked against him. “Don’t stop!”

“I don’t want to hurt you,” he told him.

“It didn’t hurt, it’s just so intense,” Harry answered, reaching down and pulling Charlie completely into him. “Oh god, Charlie, you have to move.”

Charlie took Harry’s cock into his lubed hand and began to stroke him as he pumped in and out of his tight hole. “Harry, I want you to come for me.”

With a high keening noise, Harry’s cock jerked and pumped his seed all over his chest and Charlie’s hand. Charlie slammed into him a few more times and released his seed into Harry.

He gently pulled out and lay down next to Harry.

“That was just incredible,” Harry told him, he rolled over and lay his head on Charlie’s shoulder. Charlie wrapped his arms around Harry and kissed him on his forehead.

“Go to sleep, tomorrow you get to top,” he said, then let himself drift off to sleep.

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