rockhardcockhard: tell us about your day while you jerk off.
Harry's dark brows raised as he smirked, "Well, aren't you a gentleman."
He scooted back from the recording set up so that there was a full view of him.
To describe the scene, he was sat on the fake wood floor of a mildly messy bedroom. Nothing special or inordinary about it except for him; sat on the floor in an unbuttoned white dress shirt (with the sleeves rolled up), sun shining through the blinds onto his gorgeous tanned skin, hardening cock between his splayed legs.
He grinned at the camera, crooked glasses matching his smile. His hand slowly travelled down towards his dark member before his rough fingers wrapped around it, making his grin much more even.
"Today I booked a plane ticket to London," he started, pumping himself slowly, "For a surprise, I will announce later."
He closed his eyes for a moment as his thumb rolled over the tip before he reopened them and seemed to remember what he was doing.
"I sent a letter to my mum. I asked her how my pet snake, Nagini, was doing." He continued steadily as he picked up the pace.
He moved his legs into a criss-cross position, leaning his left hand back to support himself better.
He thrust into his hand and whimpered, "I took a long nap- mmm.. -at noon so that I could go for late tonight." He swiped his thumb over the tip and thrust upwards again, eyes fluttering closed for a few seconds.
"I got the mail, which included- fuck. -some letters from you guys in my PO box. Th-that was all I did today." He added, looking into the camera. His hips continued to thrust upwards as his hand matched them.
His eyes closed tightly and he parted his lips once more, letting out a sinful noise. His hips slowed, as did his hand.
His left hand became a fist as his hand slowed more, riding out every moment (despite it being a weak orgasm) of it. Harry's orgasm came out in small spurts, falling over his hand, the floor, and a little bit on the heels of his feet. It was accompanied by whimpers and lightly flushed cheeks.
He looked back to the camera and brought his hand to his lips, licking the thick white liquid off of it.
"Did you enjoy it, rockhardcockhard?" He whispered throatily, adjusting his glasses.Draco, despite knowing Harry couldn't see him, nodded.
"It wasn't my best, I know, but talking about my day does tend to throw me off a bit. Usually, I last much longer and come quite a bit harder, but I'm sure you've seen that." Harry chatters, fixing his hair.
"Now, who's next?" Harry asks.
Draco exits the tab, no interest in seeing the rough stuff everyone else always asks for.
He performs a Scourgify on himself, closing the laptop.
A/N: it's only 500 words but its the first chapter. hope Y'all enjoy.
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FanfictionNO FUJOSHIS OR YAOI LOVERS ALLOWED Harry was an 18yo camera whore growing quickly in popularity in the gay crowd. Draco was an 18yo readying himself to become the head of the Malfoy Household. American!Harry au that's like a few years later so that...