Archive name: Hairy Peeter and the Philosopher's bone - Chapter 6.txt Authors name: SensualKink (email@example.com) Story Title: HP 1 - Ch 6 ------------------------------------------------------------ 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 6 (ped, inc, cons, size, cum eating) By SensualKink (firstname.lastname@example.org) Chapter Six - The Journey from Platform Nine-and-Three-Quarters Hairy's last month with the Droolsleys wasn't fun. True, Didley was now so scared of Hairy he wouldn't stay in the same room with him, but Hairy felt himself missing a good, hard assfucking sometimes. He tried his best to entice Dudley and his gang, or even Uncle Vermon, with his bare white ass, but to no avail. Meanwhile Aunt Peetuna and Uncle Vermon didn't shut Hairy in his cupboard, force him to perform sexual acts, or piss in his mouth -- in fact, they didn't speak to him at all. Half terrified, half furious, they acted as though any chair with Hairy in it were empty. Although this was an improvement in many ways, it did become a bit depressing after a while. Especially since Hairy wanted desperately to be intimate with his sexy aunt again. Even if it meant pain and humiliation. Hairy kept to his room, with his new owl and her enormous labia for company. He had decided to call her Headwag, a name he had found in A Sexual History of Magic. His school books were very interesting. He lay on his bed reading late into the night, Headwag swooping in and out of the open window as she pleased and often riding Hairy’s huge cock while flapping her little wings. It was lucky that Aunt Peetuna didn't come in to vacuum anymore, because Headwag kept bringing back dead mice. Every night before he went to sleep, Hairy ticked off another day by squirting a huge load of cum on the wall, counting down to September the first. On the last day of August he thought he'd better speak to his aunt and uncle about getting to King’s Crotch station the next day. So, dressed in a pair of shorts so tight that his white ass cheeks were spilling out and his prodigious bulge was clearly outlined, he went down to the living room. They were watching anal porn involving midgets and dogs. Aunt Peetuna, dressed in her revealing leather, was kneeling with Vermon’s huge balls in her mouth and her delicious ass in the air. He cleared his throat to let them know he was there, and Didley screamed and ran from the room, piss flying everywhere. "Er -- Uncle Vermon?" Uncle Vermon grunted to show he was listening and Hairy could hear the hollow sound of piss filling Peetuna’s mouth. She glanced over at him and he could see her shapely ass cheeks clench. "Er -- I need to be at King’s Crotch tomorrow to -- to go to Hogfarts." Uncle Vermon grunted again and Peetuna pulled her leather thong aside, teasing Hairy with a clear view of her gorgeous pink anus. "Would it be all right if you gave me a lift?" Hairy asked meekly, kneeling so Vermon would know he was willing to work for it. Grunt. Peetuna let his little, pissing cock pop out of her mouth. With a vengeful leer, she bent it to the side so hot piss splattered Hairy from head to toe. She licked Vermon’s big, bouncing testicals and watched Hairy as if daring him to protest. Vermon’s flow subsided and Peetuna took his intermittently squirting penis in her lovely lips again, moaning and swallowing piss loudly. Despite himself, Hairy felt his cock stiffen and throb. Uncle Vermon glanced at him with a superior air and grunted again. Hairy supposed that meant yes. "Thank you," he said quietly, blinking the warm piss out of his eyes. He was about to go back upstairs and jerk off while fantasizing about balling his aunt right there in the living room when Uncle Vermon actually spoke. "Funny way to get to a jizzards' school, the train. Magic carpets all got punctures, have they?" Peetuna giggled in her throat. She was bobbing quickly on Vermon’s diminutive penis, fondling his piss-soaked balls and reaching back to rub a lithe finger over her delicate, wrinkled anus. Hairy didn't say anything. His lust was so great that he probably would have choked anyway. "Where is this school, anyway?" Vermon panted, obviously getting ready to squirt hot cum in his wife’s mouth. "I don't know," said Hairy, realizing this for the first time. He pulled the piss-soaked ticket Hogrod had given him out of his pocket. "I just take the train from platform nine and three-quarters at eleven o'clock," he read. His aunt and uncle froze and stared. Vermon’s little wet prick popped out of his aunt’s lips and pulsed wildly. "Platform what?" he growled, grabbing the back of her head and pushing her face back to his crotch. "Nine and three-quarters." "Don't talk bullshit," said Uncle Vermon. "There is no platform nine and three-quarters." Hairy’s huge, throbbing cock was now sticking out beneath the hem of his shorts and they were both sneaking glances at it. "It's on my ticket." "Barking," said Uncle Vermon, "fucking mad, the lot of them. You'll see. You just wait. All right, we'll take you to King’s Crotch. We're going up to Longdong tomorrow anyway, or I wouldn't bother." "Why are you going to Longdong?" Hairy asked, trying to keep things friendly and secretly wanting to watch his aunt swallow hot cum even if it wasn’t his. "Taking Didley to the hospital," growled Uncle Vermon. "Got to have that ruddy tail removed before he goes to Smackings." And then Hairy was treated to the sight of Peetuna holding her jaws wide as Vermon spurted thick jism onto her face and tongue. She gave Hairy a wicked, taunting smile as she held her tea cup underneath to catch any that didn’t make it into her mouth or onto her pretty face. Hairy woke at five o'clock the next morning and was too excited and nervous to go back to sleep. He lay in bed stroking the enormous hard-on that usually accompanied the start of his day. He jumped as his door unexpectedly squeaked open. And there she was… His Aunt stood in the doorway, barely visible in the feeble light of morning. As she slowly walked toward him, Hairy could see that her pale body was completely naked, but she wore some kind of festive mask over her eyes. Hairy’s lustful heart hammered and he held his breath as she stood over him, perusing his naked body and the gigantic penis he held in his sweating hands. Her nipples were upturned and hard as rocks. Her pussy was freshly shaved and she slid lithe fingers over her smooth tummy to gently touch herself. She climbed onto the bed straddling Hairy’s thighs and he had flashbacks of all the mornings and late nights under the stairs. He was so excited his huge cock was visibly pulsing. He began to tell her how glad he was that she’d come but she plucked his cock sharply and then held her long finger to her pretty lips, shushing him. Hairy obeyed, keeping his mouth shut and was treated to his aunt’s talented lips and tongue giving his cock and balls the best treatment they’d ever had. She did this after climbing up to 69 with him and Hairy was mad with lust for her clean-shaven pussy, but she kept it just out of his reach, teasing him relentlessly. When he couldn’t stand it anymore, he reached up to take her pert butt cheeks in hand and pulled her sopping lips to his hungry mouth. She tried to lift her ass and protest deep in her throat, where Hairy’s huge cock was currently ensconced. But Hairy’s hungry lips and tongue would not be denied and he almost came when he tasted her creamy lips and thrust his tongue deep into her warm depths. She kept struggling but Hairy didn’t know why. Finally – when it was clear he would not be denied her delicious nectar – she lifted up and left his mucus-sheathed penis throbbing in the cool morning air. She sat up and mauled her own pert tits, looking down through her mask with an indecipherable expression as Hairy slurped and tongued her pussy. She reached down to support herself on his tummy and began to grind her sexy hips on his face. Hairy was soon rewarded with torrents of hot cum from her succulent cunt. She moved her sopping, creamy lips all over his face and Hairy relished the familiar feeling. Then torrents of hot piss erupted from her beautiful lips and Hairy found himself struggling to swallow every drop. “You beautiful boy!” she hissed quietly, holding her dangling pussy lips over his panting face and grunting out squirts of piss that he chased and eagerly drank when he could. Hairy was then treated to his aunt riding his huge cock backwards. He tried to burn the sight of her sweet, wiggling ass into his brain as she swiveled her hips and rode his cock. She then surprised him. She ordered him to get on top and lifted her ankles high while he fucked her for a change. Peetuna never gave up control, but this morning she whimpered and begged Hairy in a whisper to fuck her silly. Just when Hairy thought he couldn’t take it anymore, she roughly pushed him away and straddled his head to grind her soft, precious ass cheeks all over his face while Hairy instinctively did his best to insert his tongue up her gorgeous pink anus. For long minutes, she worked her sphincter on his tongue and moaned softly, stroking and licking his wet cock. Then she got on all fours and let Hairy ball her while she worked a dildo in her tight ass. Afterwards, Hairy enjoyed at least 20 minutes of assfucking Peetuna. When it was clear Hairy would blow, she surprised him again. Eliciting promises that he wouldn’t forget her, she knelt on his bedroom floor and sucked his dirty cock and balls. Then she played with her own clit and came shrilly and breathlessly as Hairy’s enormous cock had a long-overdue orgasm. Hairy came more than he ever had in his life, spewing long, thick ropes of steaming, creamy jism into her eager, open maw. She pulled and milked him like she was starving for cum and Hairy obliged her by filling her mouth to the rim with thick, swirling pearlescence from deep inside. She held her mouth open, proudly displaying the largest load of cum the boy had ever squirted, every drop expertly caught in her lips. Dribbles oozed out and she lovingly let them dapple her mask and eyes. Trails of gooey sperm slid over her pouty lower lip and dangled from her chin. She extended her tongue and it was so coated in thick white cream that it could barely be discerned. She used it to tickle the last drops from his piss hole and lick him with a hot coating of his own cum. Finally, she bulged her cheeks and gulped his semen down, smacking her lips. Hairy’s exhausted legs shivered as she spent long minutes cooing on her knees while she kissed, lapped, slurped and sucked his deflating cock. Then, without a word, she stood up and left the room. At the doorway, she turned and regarded him through the mask for a few moments, her delicious body gleaming in the light of the now-risen Sun. He got himself together and pulled on his jeans because he didn't want to walk into the station in his jizzard's robes -- he'd change on the train. He checked his Hogfarts list yet again to make sure he had everything he needed, saw that Headwag was shut safely in her cage, and then paced the room, waiting for their departure time. Two hours later, Hairy's huge, heavy trunk had been loaded into the Droolsleys' car, Aunt Peetuna had talked Didley into sitting next to Hairy, and they had set off. Hairy slid his pants down and spread his smooth, white cheeks for Didley, but his cousin was having none of that. Hairy even quietly offered to suck Didley’s cock and balls, but he only squealed like a pig until Uncle Vermon yelled at him. They reached King’s Crotch at half past ten. Uncle Vermon dumped Hairy's trunk onto a cart and wheeled it into the station for him. Hairy thought this was strangely kind until Uncle Vermon stopped dead, facing the platforms with a nasty grin on his face. "Well, there you are, cock-slut. Platform nine -- platform ten. Your platform should be somewhere in the middle, but they don't seem to have built it yet, do they?" He was quite right, of course. There was a big plastic number nine over one platform and a big plastic number ten over the one next to it, and in the middle, nothing at all. "Have a good term," said Uncle Vermon with an even nastier smile. He farted loudly and left without another word. Hairy turned and saw the Droolsleys drive away, Aunt Peetuna craning her neck to make eye contact with him until they were out of sight. Vermon and Didley were laughing. Hairy's mouth went rather dry. What on earth was he going to do? He was starting to attract a lot of funny looks, because of Headwag. He'd have to ask someone. He stopped a passing guard, but didn't dare mention platform nine and three-quarters. The guard had never heard of Hogfarts and when Hairy couldn't even tell him what part of the country it was in, he started to get annoyed, as though Hairy was being stupid on purpose. Getting desperate, Hairy discreetly rubbed the guard’s big package and asked for the train that left at eleven o'clock. He took Hairy into a dark corner and gave him a fierce mouth-fucking with his big, fat penis saying through his teeth that there was no eleven o’clock train. Hairy was treated to a piping hot mouthful of pretty delicious ball cream but in the end the guard strode away, muttering about time wasters. Hairy was now trying hard not to panic. According to the large clock over the arrivals board, he had ten minutes left to get on the train to Hogfarts and he had no idea how to do it; he was stranded in the middle of a station with a trunk he could hardly lift, a pocket full of jizzard money, and an owl with enormous genitalia. Hogrod must have forgotten to tell him something you had to do, like tapping the third brick on the left to get into Digonad Alley. Or, maybe he was supposed to offer up his pre-teen ass to the guard. He wondered if he should get out his wand and start tapping the ticket inspector's stand between platforms nine and ten. Or, maybe he could find the guard and entice him with his bare ass. At that moment a group of people passed just behind him and he caught a few words of what they were saying. "-- packed with fucking Muffles, of course --" Hairy swung round. The speaker was a plump woman with enormous cleavage who was talking to four boys, all with flaming red hair on their heads and their crotches. Each of them was pushing a trunk like Hairy's in front of him -- and they had an owl with gigantic labia. Heart hammering, Hairy pushed his cart after them. They stopped and so did he, just near enough to hear what they were saying. "Now, what's the platform number?" said the boys' mother. "Nine and three-quarters!" piped a small lovely girl, also red-headed, who was holding her hand and pulling at the low-cut cleavage of her mother’s somewhat shabby print dress. "Mom, can't I go... " "You're not old enough, Cunny, now be quiet.” To Hairy’s surprise, the woman popped one of her huge nipples past the constricting edge of her cleavage and the little girl immediately jumped into her plump arms and began sucking at the teat immediately. Hairy felt his cock stiffening at the sight of the woman’s enormous but firm tits. Her areola were at least 5” across and her nipple was so large that the little girl couldn’t get the whole thing into her cute, pouty lips. Hairy felt his heart race and his cock growing at an alarming rate as the little girl’s eyes twinkled at him and fresh milk dribble from her suckling lips and down her little chin. “All right, Pussy, you go first." What looked like the oldest boy marched toward platforms nine and ten. Hairy watched, careful not to blink in case he missed it -- but just as the boy reached the dividing barrier between the two platforms, a large crowd of tourists came swarming in front of him and by the time the last backpack had cleared away, the boy had vanished. "Frod, you next," the plump woman said, discreetly slipping the plump hand that was holding her daughter’s ass beneath her little dress. Hairy caught a breathtaking glimpse of her pale, perfectly shaped ass cheeks and could tell her mother was fingering her dainty little asshole. "I'm not Frod, I'm Gorge," said the boy. "For fuck’s sake, woman, you call yourself our mother? Can’t you tell I'm Gorge?" He pulled down the thong he wore beneath his robes and wagged a fairly large flaccid penis up and down at her. "Sorry, Gorge, dear," she said, reaching out with her free hand to give his penis a good-natured squeeze. "Just fucking with you, I am Frod," said the boy, and off he went. His twin called after him to hurry up, and he must have done so, because a second later, he had gone -- but how had he done it? Now the third brother was walking briskly toward the barrier. He was almost there -- and then, quite suddenly, he wasn't anywhere. There was nothing else for it. "Excuse me," Hairy said to the plump woman, tugging gently at her skirts. His cock was raging now that he was in close proximity to the woman’s huge, succulent tit and the delicious little suckling girl. He fancied he could actually smell her asshole and it thrilled him. The little girl looked down at him intensely, allowing her mother’s huge pap to pop out of her milk-stained lips for a moment. In that moment, Hairy gasped with lust at the sight of her pretty eyes taking his measure while glistening droplets of milk oozed from the end of her mother’s nipple. She smiled at him warmly and licked the drops up, then clamped her lips over the turgid spigot again. While Hairy talked to her mother, she managed to accidentally lift her dress enough for Hairy to see her tender, white ass flesh and her mother’s sausage-like finger disappearing into her little asshole. He also caught a glimpse of her pretty, bald pussy and it almost made him cum right then and there. "Hello, handsome," she said, raising an eyebrow at the enormous cock that was about the obliterate Hairy’s feeble thong and spring free. "First time at Hogfarts? Rim's new, too." She pointed at the last and youngest of her sons. He was tall, thin, and gangling, with freckles, big hands and feet, and a long nose. Hairy was intrigued since these all implied he too sported a large penis. "Yes," said Hairy. "The thing is -- the thing is, I don't know how to -" "How to get onto the platform?" she said kindly, and Hairy nodded. "Not to worry," she said. "All you have to do is walk straight at the barrier between platforms nine and ten. Don't stop and don't be scared you'll crash into it, that's very important. Best do it at a bit of a run if you're nervous. And then think about the thing that turns you on the most. Go on, go now before Rim." "Er -- okay," said Hairy unable to keep from glancing at the place where the woman’s hand was working beneath her daughter’s skirt. He also took the opportunity to appreciate the soft, smooth flesh of the little girl’s shapely legs now that they were right in front of him. The woman noticed his appreciation and smiled proudly. “Just keep this in your mind’s eye, love.” She winked and lifted Cunny’s dress turning slightly so the girl’s perfect ass was right in Hairy’s face. He could smell her asshole and couldn’t help but moan softly. The woman pulled her precious cheek aside giving Hairy a good look at her now-gaping little pink hole. He could see her puffy, hairless pussy was moist. He looked up at the lovely girl and she winked as well, working her sphincter and giggling when Hairy’s mouth dropped open. “You may lick it if you like,” the woman whispered. Hairy paused, panicked and overcome with lust. The little girl nodded and her eyes twinkled. So, Hairy leaned forward and, just as his huge cock sprang free of his flimsy thong, he extended his tongue and tickled the little girl’s precious rosette. She clenched her succulent cheeks and whimpered softly as he wriggled his tongue inside her asshole. When her mother pulled her sweet butt away, he was left blinking in surprise. It took him a moment to come back to reality. The woman was red-faced, eyeing his cock unabashed and giggling like a school girl. “We’ll have to have you over some day,” she whispered, then pushed his shoulder to get him moving. He pushed his trolley around and stared at the barrier. It looked very solid. He started to walk toward it. People jostled him on their way to platforms nine and ten, some even taking the opportunity to give his huge cock a squeeze. Hairy walked more quickly. He was going to smash right into that barrier and then he'd be in trouble -- leaning forward on his cart, he broke into a heavy run -- the barrier was coming nearer and nearer -- he wouldn't be able to stop – his cock was wagging up and down as he ran -- the cart was out of control -- he was a foot away -- he closed his eyes ready for the crash -- It didn't come... he kept on running... he opened his eyes. A scarlet steam engine was waiting next to a platform packed with people. A sign overhead said Hogfarts Express, eleven O'clock. Hairy looked behind him and saw a brick wall with a poster where the barrier had been. The poster had the words Platform Nine and Three-Quarters on it and a depiction of strange little creatures butt fucking while riding a broom. He had done it. Smoke from innumerable joints drifted over the heads of the chattering crowd, while cats of every color wound here and there between their legs. Owls with huge genitalia hooted to one another in a disgruntled sort of way over the babble and the scraping of heavy trunks. The first few carriages were already packed with students, some hanging their bare asses, genitals or tits as they said goodbye to their families, some fighting over seats. Hairy pushed his cart off down the platform in search of an empty seat. He passed a round-faced boy who was saying, "Gran, I've lost my fucking toad again." "Oh, Nubile…I told you to keep hold of him while we had our goodbye fuck," he heard the old woman sigh. A boy with pubic dreadlocks was surrounded by a small crowd. "Give us a look, Pee, go on." The boy lifted the lid of a box in his arms, and the people around him shrieked and yelled as something inside poked out a long, hairy cock. Hairy pressed on through the crowd until he found an empty compartment near the end of the train. He put Headwag inside first and then started to shove and heave his trunk toward the train door. He tried to lift it up the steps but could hardly raise one end and twice he dropped it on his foot and the corner hit him in the balls. "Want a hand?" It was one of the red-haired twins he'd followed through the barrier. He was standing behind Hairy, reaching between his legs to fondle his aching scrotum. "Yes, please," Hairy panted, not bothering to hide his once-again-growing penis. "Oy, Frod! C'mere and help!" he yelled, running his hands all over Hairy’s ass. With the twins' help, Hairy's trunk was at last tucked away in a corner of the compartment. He immediately knelt to suck their flaming cocks in thanks. They obliged him by playing with each other’s balls and assholes until they both exploded with torrents of thick, slimy cum. It tasted delicious and was steaming hot, just how Hairy liked it. "Thanks," said Hairy, pushing thick loads of cum out of his eyes and standing up. "What's that?" said one of the twins suddenly, grabbing Hairy's stiff cock and rubbing his lightning scar. "Bleedin assholes," said the other twin. "Are you…?” "He is," said the first twin. "Aren't you?" he added to Hairy. "What?" said Hairy, cock throbbing as they both stroked and squeezed it. "Hairy Peeter, "chorused the twins. "Oh, him," said Hairy. "I mean, yes, I am." The two boys gawked at him, and Hairy felt himself turning red. Then, to his relief, a voice came floating in through the train's open door. "Frod? Gorge? Are you aroused?" "Just finished cumming, Mom." With a last longing look at Hairy, the twins hopped off the train. Hairy sat down next to the window where, half hidden, he could watch the red-haired family on the platform and hear what they were saying. He wiped gobs of semen from his face and slurped it hungrily. Their mother had just taken out her handkerchief. "Rim, you've got something on your cock." The youngest boy tried to jerk out of the way, but she grabbed him, whipped his thong down and began rubbing the end of his cock. "Mom -- fucksakes" He wriggled free and Hairy saw that he did indeed have a pretty nice cock. “I want to have a wank on the train!” "Aaah, has ickle Rimnie got somefink on his peepee?" said one of the twins. "Suck my balls," said Rim. "Where's Pussy?" said their mother, eyeing the twins’ flaccid cocks suspiciously. "He's coming now." The oldest boy came striding into sight. He had already changed into his billowing black Hogfarts robes, and Hairy noticed a shiny silver badge on his thong with the letter P on it. He had a long dangling cock that he proudly sported, letting it flop around preceding him. "Can't stay long, Mother," he said. "I'm up front, the prefucks have got two compartments to themselves and the pre-term orgy is starting already--" "Oh, are you a prefuck, Pussy?" said one of the twins, with an air of great surprise. "You should have said something, we had no idea." "Hang on, I think I remember him saying something about it while I was fucking him in the ass," said the other twin. "Once --" "Or twice --" "A minute --" "All summer --" "Oh, fuck off," said Pussy the Prefuck. "How come Pussy gets new robes, anyway?" said one of the twins. "Because he's a prefuck," said their mother, fondly cupping Pussy’s thong-clad balls. "All right, dear, well, have a good term -- send me an owl when you get there." She bent down and kissed Pussy on the end of his cock and he left. Then she turned to the twins. "Now, you two -- this year, you behave yourselves. If I get one more owl telling me you've -- you've blown a teacher for a grade --" "Blown a teacher for a grade? We've never blown a teacher for a grade." "Great idea though, thanks, Mom." "It's not funny. And look after Rim." "Don't worry, ickle Rimniekins is safe with us." "Shut up," said Rim again. He was almost as tall as the twins already and his cock was still stiff from his mother rubbing it. "Hey, Mom, guess what? Guess who just blew US on the train?" Hairy leaned back quickly so they couldn't see him looking. "You know that black-haired boy with the sweet ass who was near us in the station? Know who he is?" "Who?" "Hairy fucking Peeter!" Hairy heard the little girl's voice. "Oh, Mom, can I go on the train and see him, Mom, oh please.... I want to give him a blowjob!" "You've already seen him, Cunny, and the poor boy isn't something you goggle at in a zoo. I’m sure he has no interest in blowjobs from little girls. Is he really, Frod? How do you know?" "Asked him. Saw his scar. It's really there on his cock - like lightning." "Poor dear - no wonder he was alone, I wondered. He was ever so polite when he asked how to get onto the platform. If I’d known who he was, I’d have given him a proper…" "Never mind that you old slut, do you think he remembers what You-Know-Who’s cock looks like?" Their mother suddenly became very flustered. "I forbid you to ask him, Frod. No, don't you dare. As though he needs reminding of that on his first day at school." "All right, keep your tits on." A whistle sounded. "Hurry up!" their mother said, and the three boys clambered onto the train. They stood and let their cocks hang out of the window for her to kiss them good-bye, and their younger sister began to cry. "Don't, Cunny, we'll send you loads of owls." "We'll send you a load of cum from every teacher." "Gorge! You little slut!" "Only joking, Mom." The train began to move. Hairy saw the boys' mother waving and their sister, half laughing, half crying, running to keep up with the train until it gathered too much speed, then she fell back and waved. Just before he lost sight of her, Hairy made eye contact with the beautiful child and she lifted her dress, bowed her knees and began to piss off the platform. Hairy gawked and the girl giggled blowing him a kiss. Behind her, the girl’s mother also stared at Hairy intensely and whipped her cleavage to each side, giving Hairy a clear view of her huge, magnificent tits. Hairy watched the girl and her mother disappear as the train rounded the corner. Houses flashed past the window. Hairy felt a great leap of excitement and his cock began to throb. He didn't know what he was going to but it had to be better than what he was leaving behind. The door of the compartment slid open and the youngest redheaded boy came in. "Anyone sitting there?" he asked, pointing at the seat opposite Hairy. "Everywhere else is full." Hairy shook his head and the boy sat down. He glanced at Hairy and then looked quickly out of the window, pretending he hadn't looked. Hairy saw he now had a raging hard-on. His cock was pale with a cherry head and nice sized balls beneath a tuft of orange hair. It made Hairy’s mouth water and his anus itch. "Hey, Rimjob." The twins were back. "Listen, we're going down the middle of the train -- Lee Jordan's got a giant tarantula down there with a HUGE cock." They both gave Hairy a guilty glance. "Whatever," mumbled Rim. "Hairy," said the other twin, unconsciously rubbing at the wet spot where his thong covered his spent cock. "We didn’t really introduce ourselves. I mean, except for our cocks. Frod and Gorge Wussley. And this is Rim, our brother. See you later, then.” "Bye," said Hairy and Rim. The twins slid the compartment door shut behind them. "Are you really Hairy Peeter?" Rim blurted out. Hairy nodded. "Oh -well, I thought it might be one of Frod and Gorge's jokes," said Rim. "And have you really got -- you know..." He pointed at Hairy's crotch. Hairy pulled his robes aside and hefted his huge penis to show the lightning scar. Rim stared. "So that's where You-Know-Who…” "Yes," said Hairy, "but I can't remember it." "Nothing?" said Rim eagerly. "Well -- I remember a lot of green light, but nothing else." "Wow," said Rim. He sat and stared at Hairy’s cock for a few moments licking his lips. Then, as though he had suddenly realized what he was doing, he looked quickly out of the window again. "Are all your family jizzards?" asked Hairy, who found Rim just as arousing as Rim found him. "Er -- Yes, I think so," said Rim. "I think Mom's got a second cousin who's a transsexual entertainer, but we never talk about him." "So you must know loads of magic already,” Hairy said, stroking his fat meat suggestively. The Wussleys were clearly one of those old jizzarding families the pale boy with the tiny cock in Digonad Alley had talked about. "I heard you went to live with Muffles," said Rim. "What are they like?" Without thinking, he began to stroke his meat as well. "Horrible -well, not all of them. My aunt and uncle and cousin are, though. Wish I'd had three hot jizzard brothers." "Five," said Rim. For some reason, he was looking gloomy. "I'm the sixth in our family to go to Hogfarts. You could say I've got a lot to live up to. Bull and Chortle have already left -- Bull was head boy and Chortle was captain of Quimmitch. Now Pussy's a prefuck. Frod and Gorge fuck around a lot, but they still get really good marks and everyone thinks they're really sexy. Everyone expects me to do as well as the others, but if I do, it's no big deal, because they did it first. You never get anything new, either, with five brothers. I've got Bull's old thong, Chortle's old dildo, and Pussy's old rat." Rim reached inside his jacket and pulled out a fat gray rat, which was asleep. "His name's Shlobbers and he's useless, he hardly ever wakes up. Not much good except when I put sugar on my dick and he licks it off. He slobbers all over it and seems to like the taste of my cum. Pussy got an owl with the biggest lips you’ve ever seen. It was from my dad for being made a prefuck, but they couldn't aff -- I mean, I got Shlobbers instead." Rim's ears went pink and Hairy noticed that his mostly-hairless balls did too. He seemed to think he'd said too much, because he went back to staring out of the window and stroking his meat. Hairy didn't think there was anything wrong with not being able to afford an owl. After all, he'd never had any money in his life until a month ago, and he told Rim so. All about having to wear Didley's old clothes and take it up the butt all the time. About never getting proper birthday presents and the things Aunt Peetuna made him do. This seemed to cheer Rim up and make his cock stiffen considerably. Hairy wanted to divulge more, just to keep Rim’s beautiful cock hard. "... and until Hogrod told me, I didn't know anything about being a jizzard or about my parents or Moldywort" Rim gasped and a small trickle of yellow piss squirted from the end of his cock. "What?" said Hairy, wishing desperately to see something more tasty squirt from Rim’s fat red cock. "You said You-Know-Who's name!" said Rim, sounding both shocked and impressed. "I'd have thought you, of all people --" "I'm not trying to be brave or anything, saying the name," said Hairy. “I just never knew you shouldn't. See what I mean? I've got loads to learn.... I bet," he added, voicing for the first time something that had been worrying him a lot lately, "I bet I'm the worst in the class." "You won't be. There's loads of people who come from Muffle families and they learn quick enough." While they had been talking, the train had carried them out of Longdong. Now they were speeding past fields full of cows and sheep. The cows all had enormous udders and all the animals seemed to be engaged in humping. They were quiet for a time, stroking their cocks and watching the fields and lanes flick past. Around half past twelve there was a great clattering outside in the corridor and a smiling, dimpled woman slid back their door and said, "Anything off the cart, dears?" She was dressed in a black thong, pointy black hat and a flimsy black cape. She was older than Peetuna but Hairy thought she had enticingly ample curves in all the right places. Hairy, who hadn't had any breakfast, leapt to his feet with his big cock wagging up and down before him. Rim's ears and balls went pink again and he muttered that he'd brought sandwiches. Hairy went out into the corridor. He had never had any money for candy with the Droolsleys, and now that he had pockets rattling with gold and silver he was ready to buy as many Mars Bars as he could carry -- but the woman didn't have Mars Bars. What she did have were Bootie Butt's Every Flavor Balls, Dribble's Best Blowjobbing Gum, Chocolate FurBurgers, Pumpkin Pussies, Cockcream Cakes, Licorice Wanks, and a number of other strange things Hairy had never seen in his life. Not wanting to miss anything, he got some of everything and paid the woman eleven silver Pickles and seven bronze Knuts. She stroked Hairy’s cock and played with his balls more and more vigorously the more he asked to purchase. By the time the transaction was completed, Hairy’s huge penis was dripping clear pre-cum everywhere. Rim stared at the long string of goo dripping from Hairy’s cock as he brought it all back in to the compartment and tipped it onto an empty seat. "Horny, are you?" "Fuck yes," said Hairy, taking a large bite out of a CockCream Cake and giggling as he slide a Pumpkin Pussy over the end of his throbbing penis. Rim had taken out a lumpy package and unwrapped it. There were four sandwiches inside. He pulled one of them apart and said, "She always forgets I don't like creamed beef." "Swap you for one of these," said Hairy, holding up a CockCream cake that was oozing white nectar from the pisshole. "Go on --" "You don't want this, it's all dry," said Rim. "She has has a hard time making enough pussy juices," he added quickly, "you know, with five of us." "Go on, have a cake," said Hairy, who had never had anything to share before or, indeed, anyone to share it with. It was a nice feeling, sitting there with Rim, eating their way through all Hairy's pasties, cakes, and candies. Hairy made sure he ‘accidentally’ touched Ron’s penis when he could. He also tried one of the sandwiches to be polite. It wasn’t very good, but the thrill of tasting even a little of Mrs. Wussley’s pussy juice turned Hairy on to no end. "What are these?" Hairy asked Rim, holding up a pack of Chocolate FurBurgers. "They're not really burgers with fur on them, are they?" He was starting to feel that nothing would surprise him. "No," said Rim. "But see what the card is. I'm missing Igripya." "What?" "Oh, of course, you wouldn't know -- Chocolate FurBurgers have cards, inside them, you know, to collect -- famous bitches and jizzards. I've got about five hundred, but I haven't got Igripya or Tickleme." Hairy unwrapped his Chocolate FurBurger and picked up the card. It showed a naked man. He wore half-moon glasses, had a long, crooked penis, and flowing silver hair, beard, and pubics. Underneath the picture was the name Anus Dribbledong. "So this is Dribbledong!" said Hairy. "Don't tell me you'd never heard of Dribbledong!" said Rim. "Can I have a furburger? I might get Igripya – thanks.” Hairy turned over his card and read: ALBUS DUMBLEDORE CURRENTLY HEADMASTER OF HOGWARTS Considered by many the greatest jizzard of modern times, Dribbledong is particularly famous for his defeat of the dark jizzard Groindebald in 1945, for the discovery of the twelve sexual uses of dragon's blood, and his work on alchemy with his partner, Naughtylass Flamer. Professor Dribbledong enjoys underage partners and nude bowling. Hairy turned the card back over and saw, to his astonishment, that Dribbledong's face and magnificent cock had disappeared. "He's gone!" "Well, you can't expect him to hang around all day," said Rim. "He'll be back. No, I've got that slut Whoregana again and I've got about six of her... do you want it? You can start collecting." Rim's eyes strayed to the last of Pumpkin Pussy adorning Hairy’s stiff cock. "Help yourself," said Hairy turning his hips so his huge cock pointed at Rim. "But in, you know, the Muffle world, people just stay put in photos." "Do they? What, they don't move at all?" Rim sounded amazed. "Weird!" He delicately pulled on the Pussy but it was firmly stuck on Hairy’s cock. Hairy stared as Dribbledong sidled back into the picture on his card and gave him a small smile as he wagged his long, flaccid cock up and down. Rim was more interested in bending to gently nibble at the treat ensconced on Hairy’s cockhead than looking at the Famous Bitches and Jizzards cards. But Hairy couldn't keep his eyes off them. Soon he had not only Dribbledong and Whoregana, but Hungist of Woodcrack, Albercock Gruntion, Curlicue, Pairasissies, and Merloin. He finally tore his eyes away from the druidess Clitorna, who was spreading her pussy lips open, to open a bag of Bootie Butt’s Every Flavor Balls. "You want to be careful with those," Rim warned, pausing from the pumpkin slurry he was chasing down the length of Hairy’s dick with his tongue. "When they say every flavor, they mean every flavor -- you know, you get all the ordinary ones like chocolate and peppermint and mar- malade, but then you can get snatch and semen and piss. Gorge reckons he had a diarrhea-flavored one once." Rim picked up a green candy shaped in exquisite detail like a tiny testical, looked at it carefully, and bit into a corner. "Bleaaargh -- see? Taint sweat." They had a good time eating the Every Flavor Balls. Hairy got cum-on-toast, cole slaw, baked-bean-farts, strap-on dildo drippings, hot cum, marijuana, coffee with breast milk, sardine, and was even brave enough to nibble the end off a funny gray one Rim wouldn't touch, which turned out to be piss and spices. Rim had started a game of balancing each new ball on Hairy’s sticky pisshole and then slurping it-and a good amount of Hairy’s soft head-into his warm mouth. Hairy returned the favor eagerly. By the time they finished, both boys were extremely horny. The countryside now flying past the window was becoming wilder. The neat fields had gone. Now there were woods, twisting rivers, and dark green hills. There was a knock on the door of their compartment and the round-faced boy Hairy had passed on platform nine and threequarters came in. He looked tearful and kept rubbing his ass. "Sorry," he said, "but have you seen a toad at all?" To Hairy’s surprise, Rim took this moment to slip his wet lips around Hairy’s throbbing cock and slide them down about six inches. Hairy gasped with pleasure and Rim sucked him hard and worked his tongue around. He came off Hairy’s cock with a smack of his lips and turned to the boy as if challenging him. They both shook their heads and he wailed, "I've fucking lost him! He keeps fucking getting away from me!" "He'll turn up," said Hairy, hissing as Rim’s tongue returned to his sensitive underside and licked his long cock up and down. "Yes," said the boy miserably. "Well, if you see him..." He left. "Don't know why he's so bothered," said Rim, laying his head in Hairy’s lap and kissing the base of Hairy’s huge cock. "If I'd brought a toad I'd lose it as quick as I could. Mind you, I brought Shlobbers, so I can't talk." The rat was snoozing peacefully under Rim's ball sack. "He might have died and you wouldn't know the difference," said Rim in disgust. "I tried to turn him female yesterday to make him more interesting, but the spell didn't work. I'll show you, look..." He rummaged around in his trunk, making sure Hairy got a good look at his smooth, shapely ass in its tattered thong. He pulled out a very battered-looking wand. It was chipped in places and something white was glinting at the end. "Unicorn pubics are nearly poking out. Anyway…” He had just raised his wand when the compartment door slid open again. The toadless boy was back, but this time he had a girl with him. She was already wearing her new Hogfarts robes. Hairy’s heart raced at how beautiful she was, especially her pretty mouth. "Has anyone seen a toad? Nubile's lost one," she said. She had a bossy sort of voice, lots of bushy brown hair (some of which was peeking out around her thong between her legs), and rather large front teeth. Her robes covered an obviously flat chest, but her smooth, muscular tummy and lithe thighs were delicious. Hairy and Rim both quickly hid their raging cocks beneath their robes. Hairy couldn’t help the desire to shut her up with a fat cock down her throat. "We've already told him we haven't fucking seen it," said Rim, but the girl wasn't listening, she was looking at the wand in his hand. "Oh, are you doing magic? Or were you going to have sex? Let's see it, then." She sat down, her knees spread so they both got a good look at her huge camel toe and the tufts of silky pubic hair that framed it. Rim looked taken aback. "Er -- all right,” Rim said, turning red. He started to move his robes aside and show her his stiff cock but Hairy stopped him and nodded toward the wand. Rim cleared his throat. "Buttshine, douches, piss is yellow, Make this rat no longer a fellow." He waved his wand, but nothing happened. Shlobbers stayed male and fast asleep. "Are you sure that's a real spell?" said the girl. "Well, it's not very good, is it? I've tried a few erotic spells just for practice and it's all worked for me. Nobody in my family's magic at all, it was ever such a surprise when I got my letter, but I was ever so pleased, of course, I mean, it's the very best school of bitchcraft there is, I've heard -- I've learned all our course books by heart, of course, I just hope it will be enough -- I'm Hymenie Gangbanger, by the way, who are you?” She said all this very fast and it was all Hairy could do not to stand up and try to ram his cock into her pretty mouth. Hairy looked at Rim and could tell he was thinking the same thing. He was relieved to see by his stunned face that he hadn't learned all the course books by heart either. "I'm Rim Wussley," Rim muttered. "Hairy Peeter," said Hairy. "Are you really?" said Hymenie. "I know all about you, of course -- I got a few extra books, for background reading, and you're in Modern Magical History and The Rise and Fall of the Dark Arts and Great Jizzarding Events of the Twentieth Century.” "Am I?" said Hairy, feeling dazed and unable to keep is eyes off the growing wet patch that made her camel toe even easier to see. "Goodness, didn't you know, I'd have found out everything I could if it was me," said Hymenie. "Do either of you know what house you'll be in? I've been asking around, and I hope I'm in Gryffindong, it sounds by far the best; I hear Dribbledong himself was in it, but I suppose Ravencunt wouldn't be too bad.... Anyway, we'd better go and look for Nubile's toad. You two had better change, you know, I expect we'll be there soon." And she left, taking the toadless boy with her. "Whatever house I'm in, I hope she's not in it. Unless she likes to suck cock, that is," said Rim. He threw his wand back into his trunk. "Stupid fucking spell -- Gorge gave it to me, bet he knew it was a dud." "What house are your brothers in?" asked Hairy, nonchalantly exposing his still-raging cock. "Gryffindong," said Rim. Gloom seemed to be settling on him again. "Mom and Dad were in it, too. I don't know what they'll say if I'm not. I don't suppose Ravencunt would be too bad, but imagine if they put me in Slithering." He seemed to brighten a little when he saw Hairy’s cock. He lay back down and resumed licking and kissing it. "That's the house Moldy-, I mean, You-Know-Who was in?" "Yeah," said Rim. His cock was flopping around semi-hard now and he seemed too depressed to give Hairy much pleasure. "You know, I think Shlobbers' genitals look a little less male," said Hairy, trying to take Rim's mind off houses. "So what do your oldest brothers do now that they've left, anyway?" As he asked this, he reached over and began to stroke Rim’s delicious cock. Hairy was wondering what a jizzard did once he'd finished school. He also wanted desperately to squirt hot cum in his new friend’s mouth. "Chortle's in Romania studying dragon sexual practices, and Bull's in Africa doing something naughty for Groinglutts," said Rim. "Did you hear about Groinglutts? It's been all over the Daily Prophylactic, but I don't suppose you get that with the Muffles -- someone tried to rob a high security vault." Hairy stared. He also bent over and began to lick and suck Rim’s big, pale penis with its adorable crimson head. He cupped his new friend’s hairy red ball sack and slurped for all he was worth. If he wasn’t going to get off, the least he could get out of this ride was a tummy-ful of hot boy cream. "Really? What happened to them?" he asked, slipping his lips over Rim’s pisshole and tickling it with his tongue before deepthroating him steadily. "Not a fucking thing, that's why it's such big news. They haven't been caught. My dad says it must've been a powerful Dark Jizzard to get round Groinglutts, but they don't think they took anything, that's what's odd. 'Course, everyone gets scared when something like this happens in case You-Know-Who's behind it." Hairy turned this news over in his mind as he sheathed Rim’s thick penis in his warm throat repeatedly and used his slathering tongue on the boy’s underside to good effect. He was starting to get a prickle of fear every time You-Know-Who was mentioned. He supposed this was all part of entering the magical world, but it had been a lot more comfortable saying "Moldywort" without worrying. Rim was lounging back in the seat now, moving his hips as Hairy mouth-fucked him. His big cock was throbbing now and Hairy’s cock did so sympathetically at the thought of hot, thick goo squirting into his hungry mouth. "What's your Quimmitch team?" Rim asked, petting Hairy’s head affectionately and panting as he started to cum. "Er -- I don't know any," Hairy confessed, pausing to appreciate the fat, wet penis throbbing before him. "What!" Rim looked dumbfounded. "Oh, you wait, it's the best game in the world --" Just then Hairy took Rim’s entire cock in his throat. Hairy liked the way Rim’s red pubics tickled his nose as he worked his tongue back and forth and the delicious meat began to lurch. Hairy expertly pulled back until his lips just gripped the edge of Rim’s glans. One hand fondled the boy’s balls and the other shot up and stroked his length in time with his orgasm. Steaming hot, creamy, slimy sperm erupted into Hairy’s mouth and he groaned loudly, savoring every powerful squirt. Rim’s creamy cum was so hot and delicious. Hairy’s heart raced and he swooned with emotion as the boy’s fat cock completely filled his mouth with testical nectar. Hairy stroked him smoothly for some minutes until his pleasure had completely subsided. He swirled thick, creamy goo and his tongue around Rim’s sensitive head until his pisshole stopped pulsing and the boy stopped panting and cooing. Then Hairy expertly pulled his lips off the boy’s magnificent red head without spilling a drop and swallowed the most delicious load of hot semen he’d had all day. He smacked his lips and tenderly kissed and licked Rim’s cock and balls, thanking him softly over and over. “That was brilliant!” Rim sighed, smacking his deflating cock all over Hairy’s grinning face. Hairy got an idea and he asked Rim about quimmitch again. That was all the invitation Rim needed and he was off, explaining all about the four balls and the sexual positions of the seven players, describing famous games he'd been to with his brothers and the broomstick he'd like to get if he had the money. While his mouth was busy, Hairy knelt on the floor between his legs and began to play his big leaking cock all over Rim’s flopping balls and cock. Rim seemed to instinctively know what was required and he lifted his knees high giving Hairy access to the little pink asshole nestled between his pert, hairless butt cheeks. Hairy was just pushing his huge head against Rim’s tight, crinkled sphincter and Rim was just taking Hairy through the finer points of the game when the compartment door slid open yet again, but it wasn't Nubile the toadless boy, or Hymenie Gangbanger this time. Three boys entered, and Hairy recognized the middle one at once: it was the pale boy from Madam Milkin's robe shop. He was looking at Hairy with a lot more interest than he'd shown back in Digonad Alley. Hairy froze with his cock poised at Rim’s anus and regarded the boy’s tiny package beneath his thong with disdain. "Is it true?" he said. "They're saying all down the train that Hairy Peeter's in this compartment. So it's you, is it?" "Yes," said Hairy. He was looking at the other boys. Both of them were thickset and looked extremely mean. Standing on either side of the pale boy, they looked like bodyguards. But more importantly, they both had huge packages beneath their stretched thongs and they were obviously aroused by what they saw. "Oh, this is Crabs and this is Gayle," said the pale boy, carelessly reaching to either side to fondle their growing meat, noticing where Hairy was looking. "And my name's Milftoy, Dorco Milftoy." Rim gave a slight cough and a high-pitched fart escaped his sphincter, which might have been hiding a snigger. Dorco Milftoy looked at him. "Think my name's funny, do you? No need to ask who you are. My father told me all the Wussleys have red hair, freckles, and more children than they can afford." He turned back to Hairy. He had managed to extract his partners’ cocks from their thongs and he stood there stroking two enormously fat and attractive cocks. "You'll soon find out some jizzarding families are much better than others, Peeter. You don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there." He pulled down his thong to reveal his small penis and stepped forward, but Hairy didn't take it into his mouth even though he found it hard to resist almost any cock offered to him. "I think I can tell who the wrong sort are for myself, thanks," he said coolly and defiantly pushed forward so his huge head popped past Rim’s sphincter eliciting a pleasurable moan. Dorco Milftoy didn't go red, but a pink tinge appeared in his pale cheeks. He stepped back into two pairs of meaty hands that roamed all over his pale, thin body. Dorco grabbed their fat, meaty cocks and stroked them with a superior air. "I'd be careful if I were you, Peeter," he said slowly. "Unless you're a bit politer you'll go the same way as your parents. They didn't know what was good for them, either. You hang around with riffraff like the Wussleys and that Hogrod, and it'll rub off on you." Both Hairy and Rim stood up. "Say that again," Rim said, his face as red as his hair. As a second thought, he reached over and stroked Hairy’s huge penis as if to say “Ha! Mine’s bigger!” "Oh, you're going to fight us, are you?" Milftoy sneered. “Maybe hold us down and fuck us?” "Unless you get out now," said Hairy, more bravely than he felt, because Crabs and Gayle were a lot bigger than him or Rim. But he did feel an inexplicable urge to fuck Milftoy silly. "But we don't feel like leaving, do we, boys?” His accomplices had lifted his robes and their cocks were visibly throbbing as they caressed his bare back and plump, little-boy ass. “We've eaten all our food and you still seem to have some." Gayle seemed to snap out of a reverie and reached toward the Chocolate FurBurgers next to Rim - Rim leapt forward, but before he'd so much as touched Gayle, Gayle let out a horrible yell. Shlobbers the rat was hanging off his huge swinging scrotum, sharp little teeth sunk deep into Gayle's lightly furred nutsack - Crabs and Milftoy backed away as Gayle swung Shlobbers round and round, howling, and when Scabbets finally flew off and hit the window, all three of them disappeared at once. Perhaps they thought there were more rats lurking among the sweets, or perhaps they'd heard footsteps, because a second later, Hymenie Gangbanger had come in. "What has been going on?" she said, looking at the sweets all over the floor and Rim picking up Shlobbers by his tail. Then her eyes fell on Hairy’s huge, dripping prick and she gulped audibly. “I think he's been knocked out," Rim said to Hairy. He was too concerned to worry about his own flopping genitals and the eyebrow it raised on Hymenie’s cute face. He looked closer at Shlobbers. "No -- I don't believe it -- he's gone back to sleep-" And so he had. "You've met Milftoy before?" Rim asked, coming back to himself and stuffing his flopping dong into his threadbare thong. Hairy explained about their meeting in Digonad Alley but made no effort to hide his huge cock. He was hopeful about the way Hymenie was unable to keep from looking at it. "I've heard of his family," said Rim darkly. "They were some of the first to come back to our side after You-Know-Who disappeared. Said they'd been bebitched. My dad says it’s bullshit. He says Milftoy's father didn't need an excuse to go over to the Dark Side." He turned to Hymenie. "Can we help you with something?" "You'd better hurry up and put your robes on, I've just been up to the front to ask the conductor, and he says we're nearly there. You haven't been fighting, have you? You'll be in trouble before we even get there!" "Shlobbers has been fighting, not us," said Rim, scowling at her. "Would you mind leaving while we change?" "All right – Though, I’ve already seen everything there is to see. I only came in here because people outside are behaving very childishly, racing up and down the corridors," said Hymenie in a sniffy voice. "And you've got chocolate on your penis, by the way, did you know?" Rim glared at her as she left but Hairy felt his cock throb as she swished her robes and gave him a teasing glance at her tight little ass. Hairy peered out of the window and Rim got on his knees to suck and slurp his cock, begging him to go ahead and fuck his ass. It was getting dark. He could see mountains and forests under a deep purple sky. The train did seem to be slowing down. He and Rim took off their clothes and pulled on their long black robes. Rim's were a bit short for him, you could see his sneakers underneath them. Then Rim lifted his robes and knelt on the seat, presenting his cute, hairless ass to Hairy. Hairy thanked his lucky stars that he had managed to make a friend, especially one who enjoyed sex as much as he did. Rim reached back and spread his delicate, white cheeks apart. He recommended some of the filling from a CockCream cake as a lubricant. He regaled Hairy with tales of how he took it up the ass from his brothers all the time and they had catalogued every substance they could find that worked well as an anal lubricant. Hairy thought his cock looked ridiculous with a big blob of white cream on the end. But, when he pressed it against the tender sphincter that was oozing the same, his huge head popped right inside Rim and he was off to the races. Rim’s ass was deliciously tight and he urged Hairy to give him every inch. Before long, their balls were slapping together in a most enjoyable way and Hairy could feel his cock swelling up. “I want to taste yours too since it’s our first time!” Rim panted, arching his back and playing with himself as Hairy fucked him hard and fast. Hairy threw his head back and groaned. Rim deftly slipped off the seat and sat at Hairy’s feet. He took Hairy’s dirty, slimy cock in both hands and stroked him firmly. Hairy clenched his fingers in Rim’s red hair as an incredible orgasm ripped through him. Huge, long gouts of thick, creamy sperm erupted from his cock. He came and came and came. Splatters of slimy jism covered Rim’s face and he gargled hot cum as Hairy’s incredible load filled his mouth then spilled over. By the time it was over, Rim was good and truly plastered with a glimmering pool of pearlescent cream splashing around in his open maw. Rim swallowed it eagerly then spent the rest of their time alone slurping and lapping Hairy’s huge cock and balls with loving murmurs. Hairy rubbed his cock all over Rim’s desecrated face and fed him globs and streamers of sperm. Rim ate it happily then deepthroated Hairy for long minutes until he finally calmed down. They lay next to each other naked, sharing more sweets dipped in Hairy’s cum. Then Rim slid down and did something Hairy had never experienced. He took Hairy’s huge ball sack into his mouth whole and delighted it with his tongue for the rest of the journey. A voice echoed through the train: "We will be reaching Hogfarts in five minutes' time. Please finish all sexual activity and leave your luggage on the train, it will be taken to the school separately." Hairy's stomach lurched with nerves and Rim, he saw, looked pale under his freckles. They crammed their pockets with the last of the cummy sweets and joined the crowd thronging the corridor. The train slowed right down and finally stopped. People pushed their way toward the door and out on to a tiny, dark platform. Hairy shivered in the cold night air and felt his heart race at the sight of so many young, nubile asses in thongs and scantily clad genitals. Then a lamp came bobbing over the heads of the students, and Hairy heard a familiar voice: "Firs' years! Firs' years over here! All right there, Hairy?" Hogrod's big hairy face beamed over the sea of heads and he wagged his giant penis up and down. "C'mon, follow the big cock -- any more firs' years? Mind yer step, now! These two ladies just made me squirt like a fire hose! Firs' years follow me!" Slipping and stumbling, they followed Hogrod down what seemed to be a steep, narrow path. Two young girls knelt in shock by the enormous puddle of Hogrod’s jism. They were each completely covered in thick, white goo, licking their lips and smooth quarts of sticky semen all over themselves. It was so dark on either side of them that Hairy thought there must be thick trees there. Nobody spoke much. Nubile, the boy who kept losing his toad, farted once or twice. "Ye' all get yer firs' sight o' Hogfarts in a sec," Hogrod called over his shoulder, "jus' round this bend here." There was a loud "Oooooh!" The narrow path had opened suddenly onto the edge of a great black lake. Perched atop a high mountain on the other side, its windows sparkling in the starry sky, was a vast castle with many turrets and towers. "No more'n four to a boat!" Hogrod called, pointing to a fleet of little boats sitting in the water by the shore. The two cum-covered girls had caught up and they viciously fought to get in Hogrod’s boat, kicking and pulling hair until they secured a seat between the giant’s hairy legs. Another dark-haired girl sat at the front with a confused and fearful expression on her pretty face. Hairy and Rim were followed into their boat by Nubile and Hymenie. "Everyone in?" shouted Hogrod as the two girls lifted his enormous cock and balls and began to lick and slurp him eagerly. "Right then -- FORWARD!" And the fleet of little boats moved off all at once, gliding across the lake, which was as smooth as glass. Everyone was silent except those having sex, staring up at the great castle overhead. It towered over them as they sailed nearer and nearer to the cliff on which it stood. "Heads down!" yelled Hogrod as the first boats reached the cliff; they all bent their heads and the little boats carried them through a curtain of ivy that hid a wide opening in the cliff face. They were carried along a dark tunnel, which seemed to be taking them right underneath the castle, until they reached a kind of underground harbor, where they clambered out onto rocks and pebbles. One of the little girls was actually wrapped around Hogrod’s cock, swinging with his balls between hairy legs as he tried to walk. "Oy, you there! Is this your toad?" said Hogrod, who was checking the boats as people climbed out of them. "Trevor!" cried Nubile blissfully, holding out his hands. Hairy and Rim both exchanged a knowing glance when Nubile slipped a hand behind his back and the frog disappeared. Then they clambered up a passageway in the rock after Hogrod's lamp, coming out at last onto smooth, damp grass right in the shadow of the castle. They walked up a flight of stone steps and crowded around the huge, oak front door. "Everyone here? You there, still got yer toad?" Nubile reached around and quickly touched his plump ass. Hogrod raised a gigantic fist and knocked three times on the castle door.