Archive name: Hairy Peeter and the Philosopher's Bone - Chapter 11.txt Authors name: SensualKink (senskin@gmail.com) Story Title: HP 1 - Ch 11 ------------------------------------------------------------ This is a work of parody. There is no intention to infringe on any copyright owners. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. You may post freely to non-commercial "free" sites, or in the "free" area of commercial sites. Thank you for your consideration. ------------------------------------------------------------ Hairy Peeter and the Philosopher's Bone - Chapter 11 (ped, inc, cons, size, cum eating) By SensualKink (senskin@gmail.com) Chapter 11 Quimmitch As they entered November, the weather turned very cold. The mountains around the school became icy gray and the lake like chilled steel. Every morning the ground was covered in frost. Hogrod could be seen from the upstairs windows defrosting broomsticks on the Quimmitch field, bundled up in a long moleskin overcoat, rabbit fur gloves, and enormous beaverskin boots. His gigantic penis bobbed ponderously in front of him shedding steam and looking to Hairy like a delicious sausage fresh out of the oven. The Quimmitch season had begun. On Saturday, Hairy would be playing in his first match after weeks of incredible sex and training: Gryffindong versus Slithering. If Gryffindong won, they would move up into second place in the House Championship. Hardly anyone had seen Hairy play because Wood had decided that, as their secret weapon, Hairy should be kept, well, secret. Plus Wood seemed somewhat jealous about Hairy’s affections. Hairy was afraid the older boy had developed feelings for him. But the news that he was playing Squeaker had leaked out somehow, and Hairy didn’t know which was worse — people telling him he’d be brilliant or people telling him they’d be running around underneath him holding a mattress. It was really lucky that Hairy now had Hymenie as a friend. He didn’t know how he’d have gotten through all his homework without her, what with all the last-minute Quimmitch ‘practice’ Wood was making him do. She was still secretly committed to thanking the boys by learning how to please them sexually as best she could. But hers was a conservative family and she was still scared and nervous. She had also lent him Quimmitch Through the Ages, which turned out to be a very interesting read. Hairy learned that there were seven hundred ways of committing a Quimmitch foul and that all of them had happened during a World Cup match in 1473; that Squeakers were usually the smallest and fastest players, and that most serious Quimmitch accidents seemed to happen to them; that although people rarely died playing Quimmitch, referees had been known to vanish and turn up months later in the Sahara Desert. Hymenie had become a bit more relaxed about breaking rules since Hairy and Rim had saved her from the mountain troll, and she was much nicer for it. Hairy and Rim were becoming more and more attracted to her as she let her guard down and they got to see more of her sexy little girl body. The day before Hairy’s first Quimmitch match the three of them were out in the freezing courtyard during break, and she had conjured them up a bright blue fire that could be carried around in a jam jar. They were standing with their backs to it and robes lifted, getting their cute little tushies warm. Both boys were very excited as Hymenie had hinted that she might have thought of a way to pay them back for saving her life. They were both sporting huge hard-ons and Hymenie was secretly trying to work up the courage to get on her knees and offer to blow them both when Snip crossed the yard. Hairy noticed at once that Snip was limping. Hairy, Rim, and Hymenie moved closer together to block the fire from view; they were sure it wouldn’t be allowed. Unfortunately, something about their guilty faces caught Snip’s eye. He limped over. He hadn’t seen the fire, but he seemed to be looking for a reason to tell them off anyway. “What’s that you’ve got there, Peeter?” It was Quimmitch Through the Ages. Hairy showed him, doing nothing to hide the huge boner he was sporting. “Library books are not to be taken outside the school,” said Snip, trying not to glance at Hairy’s huge penis. “Give it to me. Five points from Gryffindong.” “He’s just made that rule up,” Hairy muttered angrily as Snip limped away. “Wonder what’s wrong with his leg?” “Dunno, but I hope it’s because someone kicked him in the nuts and it’s really hurting him,” said Rim bitterly. The Gryffindong common room was very noisy that evening. An unusual number of students were exercising their one-orgasm-per-day privilege that night. Hairy, Rim, and Hymenie sat together next to a window. Hymenie was checking Hairy and Rim’s Charms homework for them. She would never let them copy (“How will you learn?”), but by asking her to read it through, they got the right answers anyway. Both of them were unabashedly stroking their cocks and watching the sexual antics around them. Both boys were fervently hoping that tonight would be the night that Hymenie would at least deign to give them a handjob. Hairy felt restless and his lust for Hymenie was driving him mad. He wanted Quimmitch Through the Ages back, to take his mind off his nerves about tomorrow. Why should he be afraid of Snip? Getting up, he told Rim and Hymenie he was going to ask Snip if he could have it. “Better you than me,” they said together, but Hairy had an idea that Snip wouldn’t refuse if there were other teachers listening. He made his way down to the staffroom and knocked. There was no answer. He knocked again. Nothing. Perhaps Snip had left the book in there? It was worth a try. He pushed the door ajar and peered inside — and a horrible scene met his eyes. Snip and Fist were inside, alone. Snip was holding his robes above his knees. His tiny, hairless butt cheeks were bright red and his gaping orifice was bleeding. Fist was handing Snip bandages. Hairy was mesmerized by Snip’s long, white cock. It looked like a bloodless, one-eyed snake. Hairy was repulsed at first, but then he became intrigued and his filthy mind began to envision what it would be like to suck on it. “Goddamned thing,” Snip was saying. “How are you supposed to keep your eyes on all three cocks at once?” Hairy tried to shut the door quietly, but — “PEETER!” Snip’s face was twisted with fury as he dropped his robes quickly to hide his goodies. Hairy gulped. “I just wondered if I could have my book back.” “GET OUT! GET THE FUCK OUT!” Hairy left, before Snip could take any more points from Gryffindong. He sprinted back upstairs. “Did you get it?” Rim asked as Hairy joined them. “What’s the matter?” In a low whisper, Hairy told them what he’d seen. “You know what this means?” he finished breathlessly. “He tried to get past that three-headed dog at Halloween! That’s where he was going when we saw him — he’s after whatever it’s guarding! And I’d bet my fleshlight he let that troll in, to make a diversion!” Hymenie’s eyes were wide and Hairy felt an overwhelming urge to insert his leaking head into the pretty little ‘O’ her lips were making. “No — he wouldn’t,” she said. “I know he’s not very nice, but he wouldn’t try and steal something Dribbledong was keeping safe.” “Honestly, Hymenie, you think all teachers are saints or something,” snapped Rim. “I’m with Hairy. I wouldn’t put anything past Snip. But what’s he after? What’s that dog guarding?” After he and Rim 69’ed and filled each other’s mouths with thick boy-cream, Hairy went to bed with his head buzzing with the same question. Nubile was snoring loudly and had purposely turned his bare bubble-butt in Hairy’s direction when he went to bed so Hairy couldn’t sleep. He tried to empty his mind — he needed to sleep, he had to, he had his first Quimmitch match in a few hours — but the expression on Snip’s face when Hairy had seen his leg wasn’t easy to forget. Nor was that long, pale prick and the hairless nut sack beneath it. The next morning dawned very bright and cold. The Great Hall was full of the delicious smell of fried cum sausages and the cheerful chatter of everyone looking forward to a good Quimmitch match. “You’ve got to eat some breakfast,” Hymenie said softly, placing a hand on Hairy’s thigh as she tried to feed him like a child. “I don’t want anything,” Hairy muttered, turning his head away from the meat she held on a fork. Which wasn’t exactly true, since he wanted nothing more than to rape her at that moment. “Just a bit of toast,” wheedled Hymenie, scotching closer to him and letting her fingertips move dangerously close to his crotch. “I’m not hungry,” Hairy complained as his cock began to stiffen. It sprang loose from his thong patch and brushed across the back of Hymenie’s knuckles. Hairy felt terrible and aroused at the same time. In an hour’s time he’d be walking onto the field. “Hairy, you need your strength,” said Semen Funnigan. “Squeakers are always the ones who get clobbered by the other team.” “Thanks, Semen,” said Hairy, watching Semen pile fresh sperm sauce on his sausages. Pouting with sympathy, Hymenie put the fork down and glanced around nervously. Then Hairy felt her little fingers slip around his huge cock and gently squeeze. “Would this help?” she whispered, face reddening. “I believe it would,” Hairy replied. He desperately wanted to fuck her but her hand on his cock was more than he’d realistically hoped for. She carried on conversations with those around her and gently stroked her tiny hand up and down his enormous prick. “I’ve been wanting to do this for a while,” she whispered, not looking at him hoping no one would notice what she was doing. “Not as long as I’ve wanted you to do it,” Hairy admitted, his cock throbbing in her fist. “I’m just not as experienced as you and Rim,” she said, turning to look at him. His heart raced at the flash of desire and naughtiness he saw momentarily in her eyes. “It’s ok, you’re doing fine,” Hairy sighed. Rim looked over from Hairy’s other side. “Hey! No fair!” “SHHHHH!!” they both shushed him. In a comically meek voice, Rim whispered, “How come he gets a handjob?” Hymenie grinned in her superior for a moment then turned to look at him. “I’m trying to help him relax before his match.” “Some guys get all the luck…” Rim pouted, stabbing at his late with his fork. Hymenie surprised them both when she bent over Hairy and whispered. “Hairy will be playing Quimmitch later. You and I will not.” It took a moment to register but, when it did, Rim turned to her with a beatific smile and happily finished his breakfast. Meanwhile Hairy gave Hymenie whispered answers to her questions. “Am I doing it right? Is that too hard? Should I go faster?” Yes. No. Yes. Hairy was in heaven. He was about to have a massive ejaculation and it was doubly exciting because it was Hymenie’s hand causing it. “Will there be a lot?” she asked meekly. “Oh boy!” Rim guffawed. “You just wait! Hairy cums like a race horse!” “SHHHHHHH!!” “I want to taste it,” Hymenie whispered in Hairy’s ear. Hairy had slipped his arm beneath her robes and was thrilling inside as she allowed his sweaty hand to explored her pert little butt, caressing and squeezing the soft skin. Her latest admission made his cock throb wildly and he almost came. He gritted his teeth and growled, “Then get under the table and I’ll give you a whole meal.” She reddened again, looking around nervously. “I can’t!” she whined. “Fine,” Hairy said, grabbing her cup of juice and downing it quickly. “Then jerk me off in this.” Hymenie raised an eyebrow in interest. When she realized she could try Hairy’s hot cum discreetly this way, she positively beamed. “Great idea!” “You’ll have to hold it though,” she said, unable to get her other hand in position without giving away what she was doing. Hairy took the cup and made sure his enormous head was inside the mouth as Hymenie kept stroking him. “Oooh! It got bigger!” she whispered. “Are you going to…cum?” “Yes!” Hairy gasped. Hymenie was getting excited too now. Hairy had managed to slip a finger between her butt cheeks and rub her hairless anus. He could tell by the flush that came over her that she liked it. Her little hand gripped his huge cock firmly and she stroked him faster and faster. Hairy squeezed her ass cheek and gripped the table with his other hand as orgasm swept over him. “Ooooh! I can feel it!” Hymenie whispered excitedly. Without thinking, she jammed her free hand between her legs and kept stroking Hairy as his mighty cock lurched over and over. If you listened carefully, you would have been able to hear Hairy’s mighty spurts of cream filling Hymenie’s cup. “It’s so exciting!” she whispered. “This is my first time!” “Shit! Thank you!” Hairy gasped, pleasure and relief washing over him as his climax faded. He smoothed his hand up and down her slinky back and she smiled brightly, still milking his huge penis. Rim and Hairy both watched with intense interest as she brought the cup out from under the table. “I can feel how hot it is through the cup!” she whispered, holding it before her and looking into it. “You almost filled it! It’s so thick and creamy!” Hairy heard Rim gulp sympathetically as she winked at Hairy and lifted the cup to her pretty little lips. She took a sip, held it in her mouth and frowned as she tried to make up her mind. She swished it around a little then swallowed it down. “Mmmmmm!” she smiled. “Now I understand! It’s delicious! It’s so hot and creamy too!” They both watched her in shock as she took a big gulp of Hairy’s jizz and turned to them with her cheeks bulged out. GULP! “Oh, that really tastes good! I like it!” she giggled, cum coating her pretty little lips. “I think I’m in love…” Rim mumbled, mouth hanging open. Hymenie grinned at him suspiciously, afraid he was teasing her. “I know I am,” Hairy groaned, hand still squeezing and kneading her cute little butt cheeks. By eleven o’clock the whole school seemed to be out in the stands around the Quimmitch pitch. Many students had binoculars but many more had sex toys. The seats might be raised high in the air, but it was still difficult to see what was going on sometimes. After breakfast, Hymenie had met Rim in a dark hallway and knelt in front of him to give him his handjob. Seeing her there on her knees, her robes thrown back and her sexy little-girl body almost naked, applying her signature intensity to the task of making him squirt cum sealed Rim’s fate. He was madly in love and when she obliged him by fondling his crimson-haired balls, he exploded with the biggest load of his life. “Oooh! Are you going to squirt now?” she asked. “Yes!” Rim grunted. Smiling that beautiful smile, Hymenie started to hold her cup beneath his purple head to add his load to the half-cup of Peeter sperm she was still savoring. But then, at the last second, she set the cup down and jerked Rim off into her open mouth. He moaned like a little girl at the sight and gave her a nice thick load of hot cream straight from his balls. Hymenie “ooohed” and “aaahed”, firmly milking every last drop from Rim’s cock. Then she swirled it around in her mouth and looked up and to the side. “Hmmm…” She gulped it down and smacked her lips. “Yours tastes very different. But it’s just as good as Hairy’s!” She licked her lips and even gave Rim’s pisshole a kiss, catching the last little jiggly bit of semen on her pretty lips. “I’m going to enjoy eating hot cum every day!” Rim shook his head in disbelief, feeling like he could probably get it up again. “Now I just need to learn how to properly suck cock!” she grinned, stroking him until he stopped shivering with pleasure. “I hope you boys don’t mind teaching me.” “Uhhhhhhh….not at all,” Rim groaned, knees quivering as she smiled her cute smile and gave his piss hole one more satisfied lick. Afterwards, Rim and Hymenie joined Nubile, Semen, and Dean the West Ham fan up in the top row. As a surprise for Hairy, they had painted a large banner on one of the sheets Shlobbers had ruined. It said WE LOVE PEETER’S PETER, and Dean, who was good at drawing, had done a large Gryffindong lion underneath with an even larger than normal phallus. Then Hymenie had performed a tricky little charm so that the background was a rotating series of memories of Hairy’s spurting cock pulled from she and Rim’s thoughts. Meanwhile, in the locker room, Hairy and the rest of the team were getting ready to don their scarlet Quimmitch thongs (Slithering would be playing in green). At the moment though, they were having a gangbang centered on Hairy as the newest member of the team. He was naked on all fours surrounded by the rest of the team. Wood cleared his throat for silence, standing behind Hairy with his knees bowed and his fat cock sliding down into and out of Hairy’s tight ass. “Okay, men,” he said, squeezing Hairy’s smooth ass cheeks as he stroked his fat cock all the way into Hairy’s tight butt. “And women,” said Chucker Angelanus Johnson looking over her shoulder. She was doggy style in front of Hairy holding her ass cheeks apart so Hairy could tongue her beautiful shit hole. “And women,” Wood agreed. “This is it.” He lifted up so his fat cock popped out of Hairy’s asshole. A loud, wet lubrication fart followed. Everyone laughed. “The big one,” said Frod Wussley. He was straddling Angelanus and rubbing his hard cock over her soft skin at the top of her crack. Every so often he’d push it down until it met her anus and Hairy’s mouth. Then Hairy would slurp and suck it for a bit. “Just like the big load I’m getting ready to feed you, Peeter.” Frod’s precum oozed down Angelanus’ crack and coated her pink, wrinkled hole. “The one we’ve all been waiting for,” said Gorge. He was laying at right angles to Hairy and sucking his huge cock from below. Hairy was gripping Gorge’s cock by the base and jerking him off in turn. “We know Ilove’s speech by heart,” Frod told Hairy, “we were on the team last year. So you just concentrate on swallowing every drop of splooge I’m getting ready to squirt for you.” “Shut up, you two,” said Wood, smacking Hairy’s ass as he sank his fat penis back inside Hairy. Hairy moaned with ecstasy as he felt Wood’s sweaty balls smack into his. “This is the best piece of first-year ass I’ve had in ages. We’re going to win. I know it.” He glared at them all as if to say, “Or else.” He started bobbing up and down, driving his thick meat into Hairy’s stretched rectum harder and faster. Hairy felt his fat cock get larger and his heart raced as he realized he was about to get a fresh, hot load of Ilove’s jism. Wood pulled out at the last second, ran up to Hairy’s head and unleashed a huge load of cream onto Angelanus’ perfectly shaped ass cheeks. It pooled and cascaded into her butt crack where Hairy’s hungry lips and tongue sipped and slurped up every steaming, jelly-like drop. Hairy’s cock throbbed wildly in Gorge’s throat as he watched the precious cream spurt and ooze from Wood’s fat penis and then felt the satisfaction of it running onto his outstretched tongue, filling his senses with the delicious taste and the slimy warmth he loved so much. “Right. It’s time. Do your business. Good luck, all of you.” Wood slung remnants at Hairy’s face then wiped his dirty cock clean on Angelanus’ perfect ass flesh. Hairy stayed on all fours and was repeatedly fucked in the ass or mouth. Each time one of the boys on the team came, they quickly went to straddle Angelanus and gave Hairy a hot facial or a steaming mouthful of slimy, salty goo. Hairy was in heaven. He got one and then two fingers into Angelanus’ tight ass, holding back despite how talented Frod’s lips and tongue were. When there was a break from being sodomized, Hairy quickly turned and bent over Frod, taking his crimson cock deep in his throat. He tenderly fondled his balls and fucked Frod with his mouth until he squirted hot love in Hairy’s hungry mouth. Hairy squeezed his balls gently and stroked every drop of scalding sperm onto his tongue, holding it in his mouth. Savoring the taste. Loving how steaming hot his goo was. How good it felt for the thick, slimy load to roll around in his mouth. He swirled it with his tongue and let it bathe the entire inside of his mouth before swallowing. Then he fervently thanked Frod with sensuous kisses, licks and plunges of the boy’s cock down his warm throat. When that was done, Frod lay panting on the ground, Hairy’s cock forgotten. Before the older boy could remember the even bigger load he had been trying to coax out of Hairy’s even fatter balls, Hairy quickly got up on his knees and positioned his huge head at Angelanus’ pretty sphincter. She paused in her cocksucking duties and looked back at Hairy. “Oooooh! You read my mind!” she grinned. Hairy took it slow and made it last. Two other boys had mounted him from behind and deposited hot loads of cream up his ass in the time he relished Angelanus’ sweet, warm asshole. Her ass cheeks were divine and her asshole was deep and warm and deliciously tight on Hairy’s huge prick. He managed to sink every inch into her eventually. As his orgasm approached, he lunged in and out of her with his whole body, fucking her like she’d never been fucked. It was so hot to fuck this older girl in her beautiful ass while surrounded by naked boys whose hot cum was rolling around inside his tummy. Hairy exploded in her and Angelanus’ rubbed her pussy furiously and joined him in a screaming climax. “Awww, man!” Frod complained from where he still lay on the ground. “That was supposed to be MY load.” Panting, Hairy collapsed back onto his haunches, his huge cock popping out of her ass and slinging liquids everywhere. A stream of white cum spilled from Angelanus’ gaping pink shit hole and coated her fat pussy lips. “Ooooh!” she cooed, reaching back to dip her finger in it while she flexed her sphincter. She sucked her fingertips and groaned with lust as she tasted Hairy’s hot cream. “You can still have it,” she mewled at Frod. “Oh yeah!” Frod groaned, jumping up to quickly kneel behind her sweet, teenage ass. He began slurping and licking up Hairy’s load as Angelanus giggled and worked her wet, wrinkled anus feeding him cascades and spurts of white cream from her ass. “I love being on this team,” Hairy smiled. Hairy followed Frod and Gorge out of the locker room and, hoping his knees weren’t going to give way, walked onto the field to loud cheers. His nervousness had greatly decreased but that orgy had left him shaken and dazed. Madam Cooch was refereeing. She stood in the middle of the field waiting for the two teams, her broom in her hand. She was wearing some kind of official refereeing gear. It consisted of a grey bustier that only served to lift her already firm but massive tits. Cut-outs at the end allowed her huge nipples to stiffen in the brisk air. Hairy was mesmerized by the acres of perfect tit flesh and the faint trace of veins beneath. Her nipples were visibly pulsing and he felt his mouth water. Her thong was gray as well but it was crotchless and he felt his spent dick reacting when he saw the huge pussy lips hanging down between her chubby thighs. “Now, I want a nice fair game, all of you,” she said, once they were all gathered around her. Hairy noticed that she seemed to be speaking particularly to the Slithering Captain, Mucus Flaunt, a fifth year. Hairy thought Flaunt looked as if he had some troll blood in him. He wasn’t even aroused and his package looked like it was going to explode out of his thong. Out of the corner of his eye he saw the fluttering banner high above, flashing WE LOVE PEETER’S PETER over the crowd. His heart skipped. He knew the animations had to be Hymenie’s work. He felt a rush of emotion at the thought of her lending her skills to a banner that declared love for his cock. He felt braver. He wanted to play well and win so he could claim Hymenie’s pussy as his victory prize. “Any fouls and you get piss in the eyes. We clear?” She bowed her knees and a strong spurt of yellow piss arced from her huge pussy lips. Everyone jumped back. “Mount your brooms, please.” Hairy clambered onto his Numbnuts Two Thousand, the dildo easily sliding up his still-gaping asshole. Madam Cooch gave a loud blast on her silver whistle shaped like a cock and balls. Fifteen brooms rose up, high, high into the air. They were off. “And the Queef is taken immediately by Angelanus Johnson of Gryffindong — what an excellent Chucker that girl is, and what an ass, too —” “JORDAN!” “Sorry, Professor. I just think it’s interesting that she chooses to mount her broom in the anus, like the boys do.” The Wussley twins’ friend, Pee Jordan, was doing the commentary for the match, closely watched by Professor McGulpitall. “Ah, yes,” said McGulpitall. “The famous Greek style of flying. It was first practiced in an ancient times..” “And she’s really belting along up there, a neat pass to Alickya Spoonit, a good find of Ilove Wood’s, last year only a reserve — back to Johnson and — no, the Slitherings have taken the Queef, Slithering Captain Mucus Flaunt gains the Queef and off he goes — Flaunt flying like an eagle up there — he’s going to sc- no, stopped by an excellent move by Gryffindong Kreeper Wood and the Gryffindongs take the Queef — that’s Chucker Kuntie Ball of Gryffindong there, nice dive around Flaunt, off up the field and — OUCH — that must have hurt, hit in the tits by a Bugger — Queef taken by the Slitherings — that’s Adrian Pussy speeding off toward the goal posts, but he’s blocked by a second Bugger — sent his way by Frod or Gorge Wussley, can’t tell which — nice play by the Gryffindong Beater, anyway, and Johnson back in possession of the Queef, a clear field ahead and off she goes — she’s really flying — dodges a speeding Bugger — the goal posts are ahead — come on, now, Angelanus — Kreeper Bletchley dives — misses — it’s in the hole — GRYFFINDONGS SCORE!” Gryffindong cheers filled the cold air, with howls and moans from the Slitherings. “Get the fuck outta m’way, move along.” “Hogrod!” Rim and Hymenie squeezed together to give Hogrod enough space to join them. Which was fine with them. Rim ended up pressed close against Hymenie’s back and she somehow managed to swish her robes aside as it happened. This left Rim’s belly pressed into the small of her back and his soft penis nestled between her pert butt cheeks. This was going to be an exciting match in more ways than one. “Bin watchin’ from me hut,” said Hogrod, patting a large pair of binoculars around his neck, “But it isn’t the same as bein’ in the crowd. No sign of the Snatch yet, eh?” “Nope,” said Rim. “Hairy hasn’t had much to do yet.” “Kept outta trouble, though, that’s somethin’,” said Hogrod, raising his binoculars and peering skyward at the speck that was Hairy. Hymenie quickly forgot about the proximity of Rim’s cock. She couldn’t tear her gaze away from the gigantic genitalia flouncing around right next to her. With only a thin (though large) layer of silky cloth between her and what must be a ridiculous amount of sperm… Way up above them, Hairy was gliding over the game, squinting about for some sign of the Snatch. This was part of his and Wood’s game plan. “Keep out of the way until you catch sight of the Snatch,” Wood had said. “We don’t want you attacked before you have to be.” When Angelanus had scored, Hairy had done a couple of loop-the-loops to let off his feelings. Now he was back to staring around for the Snatch. Once he caught sight of a flash of gold, but it was just a reflection from one of the Wussleys’ cockrings, and once a Bugger decided to come pelting his way, more like a cannonball than anything, but Hairy dodged it and Frod Wussley came chasing after it. “All right there, Hairy?” he had time to yell, as he beat the Bugger furiously toward Mucus Flaunt. “Slithering in possession,” Pee Jordan was saying, “Chucker Pussy ducks two Buggers, two Wussleys, and Chucker Ball, and speeds toward the — wait a moment — was that the Snatch?” A murmur ran through the crowd as Adrian Pussy dropped the Queef, too busy looking over his shoulder at the flash of gold that had passed his left ear. Hairy saw it. In a great rush of excitement he dived downward after the streak of gold. Slithering Squeaker Torrent Huggs had seen it, too. Cock and cock they hurtled toward the Snatch — all the Chuckers seemed to have forgotten what they were supposed to be doing as they hung in midair to watch. Hairy was faster than Huggs — he could see the little pink pussy, wings fluttering, darting up ahead — he put on an extra spurt of speed — WHAM! A roar of rage echoed from the Gryffindongs below — Mucus Flaunt had blocked Hairy on purpose, and Hairy’s broom spun off course, Hairy holding on for dear life. “Foul!” screamed the Gryffindongs. Madam Cooch spoke angrily to Flaunt and then whipped her broom up above him and squirted a stream of piss that expertly landed right in his goggling eyes. She then ordered a free shot at the goal posts for Gryffindong. But in all the confusion, of course, the Golden Snatch had disappeared from sight again. Down in the stands, Dean Thomass was yelling, “Send him off, ref! Red card!” “What the fuck are you talking about, Dean?” said Rim, now holding Hymenies soft, perfect butt cheeks and moving his penis around in her silky soft crack. “Red card!” said Dean furiously. “In soccer you get shown the red card and you’re out of the game!” “But this isn’t soccer, dumbass,” Rim reminded him, sliding his hands around caress Hymenie’s smooth tummy and hips while she was distracted. Hogrod, however, was on Dean’s side. In his agitation, the enormous head of his penis poked out the side of his thong and Hymenie was mesmerized by the soft pink skin of his puckered piss hole. She licked her lips whenever she glanced at it. “They oughta change the rules. Flaunt coulda knocked Hairy outta the air.” Pee Jordan was finding it difficult not to take sides. “So — after that obvious and disgusting bit of cheating —” “Jordan!” growled Professor McGulpitall. “Keep that up and I’ll give you a spanking.” “I mean, after that open and revolting foul —” “Jordan, I’m warning you — I’ll beat your ass red.” “All right, all right. Flaunt nearly kills the Gryffindong Squeaker, which could happen to anyone, I’m sure, so a penalty to Gryffindong, taken by Spoonit, who puts it away, no trouble, and we continue play, Gryffindong still in possession.” It was as Hairy dodged another Bugger, which went spinning dangerously past his inexplicably stiff cock, that it happened. His broom gave a sudden, frightening lurch. For a split second, he thought he was going to fall. He gripped the broom tightly with both his hands and knees. The dildo up his ass expanded quickly up his ass and then returned quickly to its normal length. He’d never felt anything like that. It happened again. It was as though the broom was trying to fuck him off. But Numbnuts Two Thousands did not suddenly decide to buck their riders off. Hairy tried to turn back toward the Gryffindong goal posts — he had half a mind to ask Wood to call time-out — and then he realized that his broom was completely out of his control. He couldn’t turn it. He couldn’t direct it at all. It was zigzagging through the air, and every now and then making violent swishing movements that almost unseated him. Pee was still commentating. “Slithering in possession — Flaunt with the Queef — passes Spoonit — passes Ball — hit hard in the crotch by a Bugger, hope it busted his nutsack — only joking, Professor — Slitherings score — oh no …” The Slitherings were cheering. No one seemed to have noticed that Hairy’s broom was behaving strangely. It was carrying him slowly higher, away from the game, jerking and twitching as it went. “Dunno what Hairy thinks he’s doing,” Hogrod mumbled. He stared through his binoculars. “If I didn’ know better, I’d say he’d lost control of his broom … but he can’t have. …” Hymenie was unaware of what was going on, she was working up the courage to stick her outstretched finger into the huge dollop of precum that was poised at Hogord’s huge pisshole. Suddenly, people were pointing up at Hairy all over the stands. His broom had started to roll over and over, with him only just managing to hold on. Then the whole crowd gasped. Hairy’s broom had given a wild jerk and Hairy swung off it. He was now dangling from it, holding on with only one hand. “Did something happen to it when Flaunt blocked him?” Semen whispered, wringing his hands as he watched Hairy and his huge boner dangle precariously. “Can’t have,” Hogrod said, his voice shaking. “Can’t nothing interfere with a broomstick except powerful Dark magic — no kid could do that to a Numbnuts Two Thousand.” At these words, Hymenie seized Hogrod’s binoculars, but instead of looking up at Hairy, she started looking frantically at the crowd. “What are you doing?” moaned Rim, gray-faced. “I knew it,” Hymenie gasped, “Snip — look.” Rim grabbed the binoculars. Snip was in the middle of the stands opposite them. He had his eyes fixed on Hairy and was muttering nonstop under his breath. “He’s doing something — jinxing the broom,” said Hymenie. “What should we do?” “Leave it to me.” Before Rim could say another word, Hymenie had disappeared. And taken her sweet ass with her. Rim turned the binoculars back on Hairy. His broom was vibrating so hard, it was almost impossible for him to hang on much longer. The whole crowd was on its feet, watching, terrified, as the Wussleys flew up to try and pull Hairy safely onto one of their brooms, but it was no good — every time they got near him, the broom would jump higher still. They dropped lower and circled beneath him, obviously hoping to catch him if he fell. Mucus Flaunt seized the Queef and scored five times without anyone noticing. “Come on, Hymenie,” Rim muttered desperately. Hymenie had fought her way across to the stand where Snip stood, and was now racing along the row behind him; she didn’t even stop to say sorry as she knocked Professor Squirrell headfirst into the row in front. Reaching Snip, she crouched down, pulled out her dildo, and whispered a few, well-chosen words. Bright blue flames shot from her dildo onto the hem of Snip’s robes. It took perhaps thirty seconds for Snip to realize that he was on fire. A sudden yelp told her she had done her job. Scooping the fire off him into a little jar in her pocket, she scrambled back along the row — Snip would never know what had happened. It was enough. Up in the air, Hairy was suddenly able to clamber back on to his broom. “Nubile, you can look!” Rim said. Nubile had been sobbing into Hogrod’s crotch for the last five minutes. Hairy was speeding toward the ground when the crowd saw him clap his hand to his mouth as though he was about to be sick — he hit the field on all fours — coughed — and something gold fell into his hand. “I’ve got the Snatch!” he sputtered spraying pussy juice everywhere, waving it above his head, and the game ended in complete confusion. “He didn’t catch it, he nearly swallowed it,” Flaunt was still howling twenty minutes later, but it made no difference — Hairy hadn’t broken any rules and Pee Jordan was still happily shouting the results — Gryffindong had won by one hundred and seventy points to sixty. Hairy heard none of this, though. He was back in Hogrod’s hut, getting a sympathy blowjob from Rim and Hymenie at the same time. Rim was teaching her everything he knew. She was a fast learner and pretty soon she was outdoing him like she did with everything else. “It was Snip,” Rim was explaining, while Hymenie ran the flat of her tongue up and down the underside of Hairy’s huge prick. “Hymenie and I saw him. He was cursing your broomstick, muttering, he wouldn’t take his eyes off you.” “Rubbish,” said Hogrod, who hadn’t heard a word of what had gone on next to him in the stands. “Why would Snip do somethin’ like that?” When Rim took his turn licking and sucking Hairy, Hymenie stealthily turned to play with Hogrod’s huge head, dipping her finger into his piss hole, extracting great globs of warm precum and slurping them quietly. Hairy and Hogrod both understood why she didn’t want Rim to see her doing it. With the exception of Hairy, Rim was furiously jealous. Hairy, Rim, and Hymenie looked at one another, wondering what to tell him. Hairy decided on the truth. “I found out something about him,” he told Hogrod, jacking his spit-slick cock as Rim and Hymenie each took a huge testical in their warm mouths, slurping and tongue tickling them. “He tried to get past that three-headed dog on Halloween. It bit him and I think it fucked him too. We think he was trying to steal whatever it’s guarding.” Hogrod dropped the teapot. “How do you know about Fluffnuts?” he said. “Fluffnuts?” “Yeah — he’s mine — bought him off a Greek chappie I met in a gay bar las’ year — I lent him to Dribbledong to guard the —” “Yes?” said Hairy, eagerly scootching forward so he could bend his penis down and let Hymenie practice taking him down her throat. “Now, don’t ask me anymore,” said Hogrod gruffly. “That’s top secret, that is.” Watching Hairy’s huge cock spread Hymenie’s mouth to the limit and bulge as it sank into her throat, Hogrod whipped his thong down and began to stroke his gargantuan penis. “But Snip’s trying to steal it,” Hairy panted, taking Hymenie’s head in his hands and gently inching more and more of his cock down her throat with each smooth thrust forward. “Bullshit,” said Hogrod again. “Snip’s a Hogfarts teacher, he’d do nothin’ of the sort.” Rim was getting turned on watching Hymenie deepthroat his lover. He started jerking off and then Hogrod’s big, beautiful cock caught his eye. Seeing that Hymenie was now going to monopolize Hairy’s cock, Rim jerked off and knee-walked over to Hogrod’s huge, dripping prick. “So why did he just try and kill Hairy?” cried Hymenie gasped, coming off Hairy’s cock with thick strands of mucus stretching between her quivering lips and his messy prick. The afternoon’s events certainly seemed to have changed her mind about Snip. “I don’t trust anyone that would do something to endanger this beautiful cock!” she cooed, slipping her lips over Hairy and forcing him down her throat again. She looked so obscene and beautiful with her little mouth stretched wide, Hairy’s huge piece of meat disappearing into her, visibly bulging out her delicate neck. She panted through her nose, eyes locked on Hairy’s, her little tongue trying to work his sensitive underside, face reddening from lack of air. “Oh fuck!” Hairy gasped, holding her head and shoving forward until his huge balls slapped her chin. “You’re taking my whole cock!” When her eyes began to water, Hairy pulled her head back and let his slimy cock spring free. It was throbbing wildly and Hymenie seemed very pleased with herself. She wrapped her fingers around his messy penis and stroked it in long, firm strokes letting Hairy know with her riveting eyes that she very much wanted his hot load. She turned to Hogrod, “I know a jinx when I see one, Hogrod, I’ve read all about them! You’ve got to keep eye contact, and Snip wasn’t blinking at all, I saw him!” “I’m tellin’ yeh, yer wrong!” said Hogrod hotly, even as Rim reverently lifted a hand to touch Hogrod’s enormous head. “I don’ know why Hairy’s broom acted like that, but Snip wouldn’ try an’ kill a student! Now, listen to me, all three of yeh — yer meddlin’ in things that don’ concern yeh. It’s dangerous. You forget that dog, an’ you forget what it’s guardin’, that’s between Professor Dribbledong an’ Nicolas Flamer —” “Aha!” said Rim, “so there’s someone called Nicolas Flamer involved, is there?” Hogrod looked furious with himself. He whipped out his dildo and quickly used the same spell on Rim that he had used on Peetuna. Rim’s eyes widened with surprise as Hogrod pushed forward and Rim’s mouth magically expanded to accommodate his gigantic head. For the next few minutes, there was no more talk about secrets. There was only the wet sounds of Hogrod and Hairy repeatedly sinking their cocks into tight, willing throats. Rim would find himself getting stiff and reliving this experience over and over in days to come. Being used as a pussy for Hogrod’s huge cock. When Hogrod came, Rim could actually feel his tummy bulge outward as gallons of sperm were pumped into. When the pressure became too great, Rim was pushed off Hogrod’s huge cock and slid a few feet across the room amidst a torrent of white goo. Hogrod’s giant penis kept twitching and gushes of thick cream spurted out like a firehose and plastered Rim from head to toe. No less impressive to Hairy was the load that Hymenie coaxed out of his aching balls. She lightly gripped his hips as he used her throat as a pussy and fucked her vigorously. She had her gag reflex and breathing down, so Hairy was free to hold her head and fuck her maniacally. He truly loved the way his big balls swung up under her chin and slapped her neck with each thrust down her little throat. When he came, Hymenie collapsed to her lean on her hands and knees but kept her face turned upward and her mouth open wide. Moaning loudly at finally being able to cum in Hymenie’s mouth, Hairy gripped her hair with one hand and stroked his slimy cock with the other. Hymenie’s eyes sparkled and she reached between her skinny legs to rub herself to orgasm as Hairy’s cock exploded with hot cum. The squirts were so powerful that Hairy couldn’t get it all in her mouth. Cascades of thick cream spilled over her chin as he filled her mouth and stray spurts lined her cheeks. One huge, poorly aimed gush, splattered her nose and ended up pooling on her forehead. Hymenie bulged her cheeks and gulped down one load, then opened her mouth again. There was a web of cum strings between her lips and Hairy milked out the rest of his load into her mouth. Hymenie came and moaned as hot sperm spilled out of Hairy’s piss hole and coated her tongue again. He growled and cursed at how powerful his orgasm was, oozing and dribbling so much more cream that Hymenie was given another half-mouthful. One last squirt at the end went up her nose and made her squeal. Hairy slung off drops to spatter her face and felt a rush of love at how beautiful she looked. Her face was completely creamed, thick streamers of testical glue hanging from her jowls. She gargled the last mouthful and swallowed it down happily.