Draco Malfoy & the Unicorn's Creek (Draco x Fred & George)

22: Draco's horniness issues

Saturday 5th October, 1998

The next day (in his usual shower wank), Draco was having trouble realising what had actually happened. He had done it, with George, on the couch, and just remembering his moans and groans made him want to jerk off a thousand more times. His dick was having too much control over his life - he grumpily thought. What now he was going at it with men? He had never even done it with his ex-girlfriend of 5 years. Luckily, he didn't care too much about the whole "virginity" thing. Doing it at 18 was already embarrassing enough.

Fucking hell. That's what he got for trying to mess with them, for thinking this whole thing could be entertaining. Now he had done it, but at least he could hide that secret from everyone, noone had any reason to know, both of them were out of Hogwarts anyway.

But of course, it took Harriet only a second to find out, and Myrtle walked in on him in the bathroom more times than he'd like to admit. How embarrassing. Worse, Ron complained that his brothers constantly made weird remarks about Draco, he even heard them say borderline inappropriate things (to Ron's horror).

Of course, Draco was still in deep denial about his homosexuality, to Harriet's unimpressed snickerings. What? Sex had nothing to do with romance. He wasn't smitten, he probably didn't have any feelings at all. It was just a sexual urge, some physical need he didn't even have control over. And his sex life only concerned him.

Unfortunately (or fortunately), this wasn't the last time that they had sexual encounters. Draco would be embarrassed to admit the amount of times they had taken the Floo Powder Network for the main purpose of sex. It was always either at the shop, or in the boy's bathroom. Every evening, Draco met up with a different twin. They would still send each other letters, which sometimes came out way more raunchy than they intended. At that point, they were just sex-messaging each other.

Draco was certain that someone had already overheard them in the bathroom. Luckily, Ron was even deeper in denial and ignorance. He knew something was up, but probably didn't even try looking into it out of horror and disgust.

Luckily, Draco's spike in horniness began to lower the more time went on. He found himself more able to control himself, and as a result control the twins, sometimes being able to make them continually moan in pain. He liked that better.

Classes were boring, Draco figured. Magic was fickle, in the realm of things. When there was daydreaming, litterature, beautiful ginger boys who somehow wanted to suck him off, and many other wonders. He spent more time at the shop, curious to see every part of it and appreciate the twins' creations, like he was scan-recording it deep in his memory. Draco had stopped trying to figure either of them out. They were like him, he thought. Horny as hell, sarcastic, mischievious, and they liked each other. Their world wasn't so different, they knew Hogwarts like the back of their hand, and he knew their shop better than any customer.

Sometimes, Draco would ask them questions about their sexuality. It seemed they didn't really know either, although they had been aware of their attraction to men for a longer time. But they weren't rejective of the word "homosexual", which Draco somehow despised and also enjoyed. It was the sort of word he had only ever heard as an insult, and Draco wasn't puny. But if it could also describe the exhilerating encounters they had, then people could call him gay as hell.