GAY HARRY POTTER SMUT ONESHOTS

The Prefect's Bathroom

Cover: https://docs.google.com/drawings/d/1aDsel_PqM5j7hQjSzVDnEdgIk8Kuu6pmMkIRP-1i9ow/edit?usp=drivesdk

CAST:

Harry Potter

Ron Weasley

"I'm not so sure of this, Harry," Ron whispered to him under the cloak. They were sneaking through the corridors, curfew had just begun, and they were completely naked.

"We're invisible, Ron," Harry hissed back to him. "No one can see us!"

"I know what being invisible means, Harry, but I mean— being out at night!"

Harry rolled his eyes passing the statue of Boris the Bewildered. "We've done it plenty of times! Pine-fresh," he said to the door, which creaked open.

The Prefect's Bathroom was just as he remembered it, with the huge pool-sized tub in the middle. He wasted no time in throwing off the cloak and turning on each one of the golden taps, their frothy foam began to fill the tub. Ron hurried into one of the stalls. When he came out, he was awkward, holding a hand over his groin.

"What's the matter, Ron? We've seen each other naked hundreds of times."

Ron sighed and pulled his hands away. He had shaved. Harry felt his heart thump. What he would give to kiss that bare, smooth space right above Ron's hung cock. But he chucked, to divert suspicion.

"Don't laugh! I thought it would look good!"

Harry nodded. "Yeah, mate. Totally."

The tub was full enough now, and Harry turned off the taps. Together, he and Ron slipped slowly into the warm, frothy water.

"See, Ron? I told you this would be relaxing," Harry said, laying his arms across the rim of the pool. He spread out his legs, and their feet brushed. Had they both not been feeling intense sexual tension, this wouldn't have been a problem. However, they were both feeling intense sexual tension, so it was a problem. They jumped apart, sloshing water and bubbles everywhere.

Ron cleared his throat. "So... about that Quidditch practice, eh?"

"Yeah, yeah, it was great," Harry said absentmindedly, watching Ron's eyes, slowly dilating. He was getting closer, they were coming together.

Ron's hand caressed Harry's thigh. Harry's hand was on Ron's face. They kissed. Ron's tongue explored Harry's mouth. Harry climbed up on Ron's lap, feeling their stations rub up on one another.

"This won't make things awkward, will it?" Harry asked, moving to Ron's neck.

"No," Ron said with a moan. Harry kissed lower and lower, until he reached the smooth part above Ron's dick.

Suddenly, Ron was smacking him over the head. Harry jumped up- the door was opening. He dashed across the floor, dripping water and soap everywhere. Ron was right behind him. They covered themselves with the Cloak just in time for Hermione to walk through the door. Together, they shimmied away from her into one of the stalls.

"Someone forgot to empty the bath," she said to herself.

Ron pulled off the cloak and continued to kiss Harry. Harry dropped to his knees and took Ron's length in his mouth. Ron fell backwards onto the toilet paper, holding a hand over his mouth.

"Get up," he hissed. "Turn around!"

Harry got up and turned around. He felt Ron's fingers, lubricated with saliva, slid around his ass. Slowly, and with a hand in Harry's mouth, Ron moved his cock into Harry's hole.

A giggle. Myrtle was sitting on the toilet, watching them. "Oh Hermione!" She sang.