04- floo porn

Lunch was uneventful, the usual exquisite dishes, but Harry didn't feel like eating too much, especially after consuming that amount of his roommate's cum. Without anything to do, Harry absent-mindedly gazed around the room, until his eyes landed on the staff table. Harry realized that Snape was missing from the table and wondered why, until he saw Professor Mcgonagall profusely discussing something to Professor Dumbledore, who was looking increasingly worried and agitated. Something was off.

"Harry, 'ew gon' haf' dat?", Ron murmured, his mouth flooded with a piece of chicken and potato wedges. "What?", Harry said.

"I said, are you going to have that.", Ron gestured to the untouched drumstick on Harry's plate."Help yourself.", Harry readily handed the plate over to Ron. "Hi Harry." Colin's voice rang through the steady air before Harry could even spot him."Hey Colin." Harry forced a smile. Ron chortled a little too loudly and obviously, and once Colin had quickly disappeared, Ron told Harry that Colin had been rumored to forge Flitwick's signature to look through the restricted section of the library, which landed him right in detention.

"Where's Cho?" Harry asked, trying to change the subject, scanning the usual Ravenclaw table."Oh, I heard she went with her parents on a cruise for the Christmas holidays." Ron replied."Oh." Harry voiced, slightly crestfallen. He was almost hoping he might be able to work his way up to Cho now that Hermione wasn't bugging him on homework.

Evening unexpectedly came much faster than Harry would've liked: time was essentially melting away as if someone had bewitched the castle's clocks. Harry had reached the common room, drunk with fatigue and fullness from all that he had consumed during dinner. Without saying a word to anyone, Harry sleepily marched up to his dormitory and was immediately knocked out, collapsing onto the mattress, completely forgetting about any promises revolving the floo porn and the penis enlargement spell.

"Harry! Harry, you fat ass, wake up.", Ron's words teared through his dreams and Harry abruptly sat up, bleary-eyed and half-awake. "C'mon, we're gonna do the thing right now." Ron patted Harry heavily on the back, and heaved his best friend into a standing position. Harry carelessly stomped down the stairs, squinting his eyes, still yawning indignantly and unable to perceive the lukewarm, scarlet light of the common room, populated only by Seamus, Dean, and Neville."Neville, what's the password again?", Seamus asked.

"It's 'cumfest' this week.", Neville said, closely observing the piece of paper that Seamus had handed to him. "Wait no- oh wait yeah it is 'cumfest'."

"I still can't believe we're doing this, in the freaking common room.", Harry laughed, thrilled that he had at least regained some of his rule-breaking ways.

"Muffliato.", Dean whispered the sound-absorbing spell. "Just as a precaution, so they won't wake up." Dean said."Neville, are you gonna cast the spell yourself, or do you want one of us to cast it?", Ron asked. "Maybe, one of you should do it, I suck at charms, I'm pretty sure Flitwick's going to fail me.", Neville laughed timidly, and suggested: "Harry, I think you should do it, you're great at magic." Harry laughed it off as if it was a joke, but Neville meant it, and Harry could see it in his eyes.

"Alright. Sure.", Harry said. "I'll do it, but if it goes wrong, then, sorry in advance." Neville smiled weakly."What's the incantation again?" Harry asked."Irrumatus Magnum.", Neville replied."Right." Harry quietly practiced his wand movements.

"Let's do this thing.", Neville seemed almost eager, fazed by the prospect of a successful expedition and a newly enlarged penis, which Harry almost certainly knew was going to result in an imminent failure."Okay, I think all we need to do is throw the floo powder into the fireplace as usual, then we all say "floo porn" very clearly, followed by "cumfest", and our faces should be transported to separate fire gates, but still all viewing the floo porn together.", Seamus explained. Harry rubbed his eyes clear and made sure his vision was good, to capture all this action. Dean had already stripped off his pants, showing off his muscular, thick thighs, and bare, hard dick. They were all going to jerk themselves off, and they already saw each other nude, so Harry figured he'd do the same, pulling down his trousers, exposing his raw cock to the warmth.

"Ready?", Seamus stocked everyone with a handful of floo powder. "On the count of three, throw this into the grate, stick your head into it, and say "floo porn- cumfest!" 3. 2. 1. Go!"

Simultaneously, they followed Seamus' instructions and threw their handful of floo powder into the fireplace, and then positioned their faces to come in contact with the raging green flames, triumphantly shouting "floo porn- cumfest!". Before Harry could make a sense of what was happening, a whimsical whirlwind of light and sound engulfed them, altering their visions like a 1980s television which was unable to remember what it was supposed to display.

The blurred lines finally straightened out, and Harry could see the two naked chicks, both with amazing bodies and swelling, oiled titties bouncing up and down playfully on their naked toned torsos. Harry paid little attention to the different colors that the girl's hair were sporting, and instead, took his focus to the large, muscular, bearded wizard, who wore shades, a loose hawaiian floral shirt, which offered flashes of his amazingly defined abdominal muscles, rippling biceps and triceps alike, and a pair of provocative shorts, which intentionally failed in concealing his enormous cock, dangling out from the mesh shorts. Harry could already feel himself aroused by the mere sight of these three sexy asses, closely touching each other, with their longing, erotic fingers.

And without any warning, the wizard started playfully exploring the witches' bodies, touching the ginormous soft boobs that were enthusiastically coming for his face. The wizard was pleasurably erect now, as his throbbing cock, which Harry realized was like ten times larger than what he had initially witnessed, as the dude sensually, and slowly half-peeled off his wave-patterned, provocative beachwear, to reveal the junk that the wizard had packing in there.

Harry spotted that the guy was wearing a silver ringlet around his tight colossal shaft, posing as a cock ring, which Harry guessed, used to be popular in the wizarding world. The women were moaning at the mere touches the man gave away, the moans amplified so that every viewer could hear it loud and clear.

For a moment, Harry pictured himself as the man, and Cho's face on the witches, and his erection was instantaneously stimulated.

Harry had to snap a reminder to himself from inadvertently joining them in the fun, knowing that they only allow a viewer's head through to the scene, and any interaction with the porn stars were strictly forbidden.

The witches were now savagely ripping apart the man's Hawaiian T-shirt and the remaining of his shorts, like wild barbarians who hungered for human flesh, exposing his spectacular masterpiece of a body, with muscles and veins that Harry couldn't even name. The whole look was promptly brought together with one flip of that sexy bleached hair and a lip bite. The three of them exchanged nasty, scripted remarks, whilst shamelessly grinding their bodies on each other.

"I want your cum in my golden snitch, baby."

"My wand requires a strong lady's grip, and it'll uncontrollably cast aguamenti."

"Kiss me like a dementor, baby, I want to feel soulless."

The wizard was voluntarily fingering the two women at the same time, as the girls desperately begged for mercy, and the wizard only pushed his thick fingers deeper into their orifices. Sticky translucent fluids were frantically escaping the vaginas of the women, and the man lowered his head to one of the women, and caressed his tongue into her clit.

"You think this is pain?", the man's seductive voice echoes around the boundless studio. "Wait til you get the real deal." He forcefully ordered the other girl to give him a blowjob, dominating the blushing witches with his enormous vein-enveloped penis. They were all moaning and choking, orgasms were freely given in the circle of the viewers and the performers, as they gulped on each other's wetness.

"Fuck me daddy! I can't hold it any longer.", one of the women suddenly shouted. The man decided to take notice, and directed his gargantuan snake to the woman's pussy, and rammed the dick inside with such force, that the woman screamed for him to slow down, but he didn't, and friction quickly enforced its pain at the slapping of hot skin against the man's gigantic rod.

The entire scene was stupendously hot, and Harry was increasingly gaining the need to quench his ever-demanding thirst of an orgasm with every slam of dick on pussy. Harry subtly peered over to the faces of his four friends, which were barely visible behind separate fire gates on Harry's left and right. It was at that moment, that Harry remembered his promise to Neville that he'd cast the spell, so he drew back from the floo porn, and reluctantly came back to the reality that was the Gryffindor common room.

All of them were still, stuffing their faces into the fireplace, asses up, slender and stubby hands alike, glued on profusely beating their dicks. Harry fixated his wavering focus on Neville, and his raw, reddening dick, stiffing up even more with every moment.

But before anything else happens, Ron's torso decides to make its way even further into the emerald wall of fire, his feet frantically scrambling to push through the flames, as if developing a mind of its own. Seconds later, Ron's entire body had disappeared into the embers.

However, Harry had next to no time to allow himself a reaction, before a humid, sticky something washed onto his fingers. Neville came in Harry's hand, unsuccessfully stifling his ejaculation, which sprayed into Harry's mouth along with the cushioned upholstery in the common room. Harry had mere seconds to think, and shouted "IRRUMATUS MAGNUM!", as his unsteady wand movement tried to target Neville's dick.

Harry moaned, as his own orgasm finally came- cum escaping Harry's hard cock like a chocolate fondue. Lost in his own gauzy, violet orgasm wonderland, Harry felt whimsical and giddy, for no particular reason. A jet of something, that smelled unmistakably of good cum, hit him square in the face once more.

A jab in the asshole brought Harry back from his enjoyable land of erotic pleasure, and without the energy, it took Harry a few minutes to register that he was getting railed, as an unknown dick furiously barged in and out of his flowing entrance. Harry frankly didn't know who was fucking him at this time of night, all he knew was that it felt delicious and he craved for more.

"FUCK!", Harry hollered, this wasn't like anything he's felt before. Harry had taken many great dicks up his ass like a champ, and even a few gargantuan sex toys, but this dick was playing at a weakness Harry couldn't name, and as Harry took the full length, the fiery agony seared through his crack.

"Slow down!", Harry moaned in pain."Beg for it.", a voice that didn't sound like any of his roommates commanded."Please, please slow down.", Harry obliged. The dick eventually slowed down, and Harry was relieved to go back to the speed of his liking. But then, Harry realized that someone else must be in the Gryffindor common room, as that voice definitely didn't belong to Dean nor Seamus.

"Who-" Harry managed, before releasing a second batch of cum, from the tip of his fine penis. Harry mustered all his strength remaining, and scurried himself to the far side of the common room, as far away from that unknown dick as possible. When Harry's vision cleared, he could just about make out three more figures. The first two were identically shaped: tall, pale, undoubtedly the Weasley twins. The other was dark-skinned, and muscular. Lee Jordan. The hot quidditch commentator. All of them, stark naked. Harry exhaled deeply.

"You didn't think we'd let you have all the fun now did you?", Fred smirked."We knew about your secret little plan, so we decided we'd join in." George said. Harry had a couple of questions, but was too muddled, and distracted to ask them right now."Sorry bout' that, by the way.", the supposed voice of Lee groaned from across the room. "I get a lil' violent sometimes, when I'm too horny. And I could never resist that good of an ass." He pointed at Harry. Harry blushed.

"Where's Ron?", Fred asked. Harry looked around the common room, but there was no Ron in sight.

But then, Neville suddenly gasped nervously. One glance at Neville, and Harry immediately knew that something was wrong. A length of sickly purple protruded from where his penis should've been.

"It's swelling like crazy.", George remarked, noticing Neville too now. "Hospital Wing.", Neville managed to mouth before becoming unconscious, as Seamus and Dean tried their best to sloppily dress themselves and heave Neville's still-naked body out of the portrait hole. Harry quickly adjusted himself to his clothes, and tried, as best as he could, to navigate himself to the hospital wing, still dazed from the fresh fuck he had received.

A couple of moments later, Fred, George, and Lee Jordan caught up with him, consequently saving him from a misdirection. Once Harry had sprinted through the seemingly endless castle corridors and miraculously ended up in the hospital wing, he could just catch Madam Pomfrey diagnosing Neville.

"Good thing you boys had the right minds to carry your little friend all the way here.", she said, as if it was bound to happen. "If you didn't, this might have resulted in worse, irreparable damage."

Irreparable.

Harry now realized how their little reckless adventures could've resulted with Neville becoming eternally infertile, or something worse that Harry didn't dare to imagine.

"Oh, don't look at me like that, Mr. Finnigan.", Madam Pomfrey scowled at the apologetic look on Seamus' face. "I get this at least three times a year, when some teenager decides they want to explore their bodies."

"Where's Ron?", Fred repeated. "Oh.", Harry registered. "Oh.""What?", Fred demanded. It was all coming back to him. Those emerald flames.

"Ron joined the floo porno."