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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      Multi
  Fandom:
      Harry_Potter_-_J._K._Rowling
  Relationship:
      Neville_Longbottom/Draco_Malfoy/Ron_Weasley
  Character:
      Neville_Longbottom, Draco_Malfoy, Ron_Weasley
  Additional Tags:
      Canon_Universe, Plot_What_Plot/Porn_Without_Plot, Threesome_-_M/M/M,
      BDSM, Dubious_Consent, Facial, bestiality_reference
  Stats:
      Published: 2005-11-09 Words: 1489
****** crime and punishment ******
by thunderylee
Summary
     The punishment for stealing a wizard’s toad is quite severe, yet
     enjoyable.
Notes
     reposted from agck.
“Aha!”
Neville nearly crashed into Ron as the redhead stopped short upon the sight
which greeted them in the sixth-floor boys’ bathroom. Draco Malfoy was standing
in front of a urinal with his trousers around his ankles, holding a quite
violated-looking Trevor the Toad in his hand. The interlopers both stared in
shock as they watched him rub Neville’s treasured pet up and down his erect
penis.
Malfoy turned and froze at the sound of Ron’s voice, but Ron lowered his wand
and made a face similar to when he had belched slugs in second year.
“Malfoy, what the fuck are you doing?”
“What the fuck does it look like I’m doing?” Malfoy spat back in a tone that
was a little too dignified for someone caught wanking with a toad in the
urinal.
Neville had nothing to say, although he was sure he was making a disgusted face
as well. He leaned against the wall and waited for what Ron had promised would
be a ‘right arse-kicking’.
Ron, however, simply stared at Malfoy and shook his head in disbelief.
Malfoy smirked, making no effort to cover his indecency or even stop touching
himself with Trevor. “Plan on sticking around for the show?”
Ron furrowed his brow and raised his wand again. “No,” he said firmly. “In
fact, we had an idea for a show of our own. Incarcerous.”
Neville, who had no idea what Ron was talking about, watched in awe as thick
ropes emerged from the tip of Ron’s wand and carried Malfoy across the room,
binding him neatly to a small column that separated the stalls.
“The punishment for stealing another wizard’s toad is quite severe,” said Ron,
tapping his wand against his hand threateningly. “Poor Neville has been looking
for him for at least two hours, which is entirely too long to be searching for
a toad.”
As Ron spoke, the toad in question happily hopped into the toilet as though he
was washing away any presence of Malfoy from his body.
“Weasel,” Malfoy said warningly, which Neville thought was rich for someone
tied to a bathroom stall with his pants around his ankles.
Ron raised his eyebrows. “What, Malfoy? Don’t you want to play a little game
with us? I recall you enjoying our ‘little games’ a few years ago. You
certainly didn’t have any complaints when I tied you to the Quidditch hoop back
in fifth year. Weasley was your king indeed.”
Malfoy gasped and Neville’s jaw dropped. Despite… well, everything, Neville
found himself getting aroused by Malfoy’s vulnerable state as well as Ron’s
authoritative tone. He also noticed that when Ron said the word ‘king’,
Malfoy’s cock twitched.
Ron noticed too. “Ah, I see nothing has changed. In fact, if I hadn’t dumped
you for Harry, you’d probably still be letting me fuck you into the wall.”
Neville’s eyes widened. Harry?
He couldn’t stop himself. “Ron, you’re… gay?”
Both Ron and Malfoy snapped their heads to look at him with identical
expressions of confusion and amusement.
“Of course I am,” said Ron. “We all are. Wizards are homosexual by nature once
they are of age. Didn’t you pay attention in our sex ed class? We only sleep
with witches to produce offspring, or if we’re really desperate.”
Malfoy snorted. “Yeah, Longbottom, where have you been?”
Neville said nothing.
“Right then,” said Ron, turning his attention back to Malfoy. “I believe we
have business to take care of. Neville, take out your cock and go stand in
front of Malfoy.”
Neville was sure his jaw was on the floor now. Nevertheless, he wasn’t one to
disobey a direct order, even if it was the strangest thing he had ever heard in
his life. Slowly, he shuffled his feet across the tile floor and stopped with
his crotch inches from Malfoy’s face. His hands shook as he unfastened his belt
and he hesitated.
“Come on, Longbottom, I don’t have all fucking day.”
Ron was behind him in a heartbeat, his warm breath tickling Neville’s ear and
his body pressed against his back.
“I’d gag him, but I have other plans for that mouth.”
Neville seemed to lose the part of his brain that sent messages to his hands
because they dangled loosely at his sides instead of completing their requested
duty. It could have had something to do with a fairly large erection poking
into his lower back, or maybe the sight of Malfoy looking up at him with hungry
eyes. He was actually grateful when Ron took matters into his own hands, so to
speak.
In one swift motion, Ron lowered Neville’s trousers and wrapped his big hands
around Neville’s fully hard cock. Neville leaned his head back against Ron and
moaned appreciatively as Ron stroked him from base to tip, whispering rather
raunchy things into his ear.
“You want Malfoy’s mouth on your cock, don’t you? He’s quite the skilled
cocksucker. Or I could raise him up and you could put it in his tight, sweet
arse. It doesn’t matter to him. He loves the cock.”
“Fuck you, Weasel,” hissed Malfoy, but it was lacking feeling. His eyes were
trained on Ron’s hands on Neville’s cock directly in front of his face.
Wordlessly, Ron grabbed Malfoy by the hair and yanked him forward, smacking him
in the face with Neville’s cock. Neville moaned again, even more so when he
felt himself being engulfed by a hot mouth and a rapidly-flicking tongue.
His hands definitely had a mind of their own because they were moving up the
backs of Ron’s thighs towards his arse, where he pressed Ron closer to him. In
response, Ron growled into his ear and ground into Neville’s back, releasing
Neville’s cock in favor of lightly tugging on his balls.
Neville arched his back and groaned from deep in his throat as Malfoy took his
entire length into his mouth and Ron’s hand inched further back to tease at his
virgin entrance.
“I want to fuck you,” said Ron in a husky, low voice.
At this point, Neville didn’t care if both Ron and Malfoy tag-teamed him and
bound him to the bathroom stall, the Quidditch hoop, or even the professors’
table in the Great Hall. In fact, the idea was quite intriguing. But right then
all he could think about was the wonderful things Malfoy’s mouth and Ron’s
finger were doing to him and how Ron’s voice was going straight to his cock and
he was about to come down Malfoy’s throat…
“Gonna… gonna…” Neville squeezed Ron’s arse with both hands as though that
would help him get out the words.
Ron understood perfectly and wrenched Malfoy back by his hair just in time for
Neville to shoot his release all over Malfoy’s face. Ron chose that moment to
slip a lubricated finger into Neville’s arse and wriggle it around.
“Oh God,” breathed Neville, arching into the touch. He looked down through
hooded eyes to see Malfoy trying to lick the come off his face with his tongue,
and that nearly made him hard again.
“He wants you to fuck him,” Ron whispered, licking the inner shell of Neville’s
ear. “And I want to fuck you.”
“I-I don’t think I can,” said Neville disappointedly, glancing down at his
flaccid member.
He could feel Ron grinning into his ear. “‘Course you can. That’s what spells
are for. Erectus. Wingardium Leviosa.”
Neville gasped as his cock sprung back to life and Malfoy’s binds pulled him up
the column until he was face-to-face with Neville.
Ron now had three fingers inside Neville’s arse which were grazing his prostate
on the upstroke. Malfoy’s pants had mysteriously disappeared and he had wrapped
his legs around Neville’s waist, so Neville found himself with his newly
engorged cock between Malfoy’s thighs and Malfoy’s weeping erection curving up
at him.
“He shouldn’t need any prep, the dirty whore,” said Ron with a chuckle. “I bet
Zabini’s been doing a number on him, and you know what they say about black
men.”
Neville would have replied, but all sense of coherence flew out of his head as
Ron withdrew his fingers and replaced them with his cock. An initial thrust
from Ron pushed Neville’s cock into Malfoy, and there was a primal three-way
moan that echoed off the walls of the bathroom.
Not knowing what to think, Neville didn’t even try and chose to simply enjoy
the double stimulation. Malfoy’s arse clenching around his cock along with the
incredible friction from having leftover blowjob saliva as the only
lubrication; Ron’s cock pushing in and out of his own arse and bumping his
prostate every time.
Trevor the Toad emerged from his toilet bath and eyed his master getting
sandwiched between two other boys. Shaking his little toad head, he hopped out
of the bathroom to see if any of the other students believed in the myth that
rubbing a magical toad against one’s penis makes it bigger.
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