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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.