My 5th Year Of Wizardry School

By Kyle Cummings

Published on Feb 21, 2022

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My story revolves around our protagonists 5th year at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. This will be a separate story line to the Harry Potter franchise about the more sordid things that could of happened in the background.

My name is Joseph O'shay and I'm currently on the train to my 5th year at Hogwarts. I have dark hair a slim to athletic build and an ass to die for. The summer had been long, I was looking forward to getting back to school and expand my magic. Plus, midway through the summer I had had my sexual awakening. One morning I woke up and all I Could think about was sex and fucking and cock, my dick hasn't been soft for more than an hour since. This year I had decided was going to be my year, my year of sexual fulfilment and I was going to get it any way I could.

I was snoozing on the train to school sharing the compartment with my closest friend Elliot as he told me about his summer. Elliot was fairly small, had blonde hair and glasses and he was a total nerd but I guess we both were. The train journey went pretty quick and before we knew it we were off and up the hill. I was glad to be back in the castle it was warm inside and the smell of dinner was floating up from the kitchens as we jostled through the crowed to the Ravenclaw table. We said our hellos and took our seat keen to get the sorting over so the feast could begin.

The sorting was dull and slow and my stomach was growling throughout but finally 'Zedier' was called and sorted into Slytherin and the feast began. The food was incredible and we had a great time filling ourselves and hearing stories about peoples summers. Shortly after deserts arrived so did Anton, everyones favourite Hufflepuff. Anton was a year above us and the friendliest guy you'd ever meet, owing to the fact he was almost always high. He was tall and skinny with a large nose and a buzz cut. He had zero body fat so had a well defined chest and great abs. I'd seen him almost naked once when he changed for Quidditch.

He plonked himself down next to me and tussled my hair. His eyes were red and watery. 'alright Joseph, good summer?' He said doperly, 'eh, Nothing exciting man glad to be back!' 'ha ha you are such a nerd! Mind if I dive in? Were all out on our table' He said as he pulled a large chocolate cake towards him and began forking it into his mouth. This caused a few of us at the table to laugh. 'so when are you paying me a visit?' He said to me with a wink. Towards the end of last year I had started visiting Anton occasionally for some weed, if i was stressed out with school work or fancied a lazy Sunday. 'erm Friday? let me get the first week under my belt' He chuckled, 'alright, you know where I am' and still chuckling he picked up the cake and headed back to his table.

As the feast was finishing we scrambled out of the great hall and headed for our tower. As I was approaching the stairs I tripped over something and landed flat on my face, the kids around me laughed and carried on. I turned around to see my least favourite student at Hogwarts sticking out his leg and laughing. Arnie Henderson a fellow fifth year in Slytherin. We'd hated each other since we started but I never understood why. I just new I wished he wouldn't return at the beginning of each school year but here he was. Arnie was a total jock, beater on the Slytherin Quidditch team and always surrounded by his jock gang. He had neat dark hair and dark eyes to match with a strong square jaw that all the girls in our year loved. Oh and did I mention he was 7 foot of pure muscle, the rumour was he was part giant and he was stupid enough to be. He towered over all the students and he teachers too, huge wide shoulders and a giant chest. I scrambled to my feet and dodged his hand as he tried to grab me, he stopped chuckling, he was strong but he was slow. I darted between my fellow students and climbed up the stairs towards our tower. 'I'll get you soon enough Joey, we've got a long year ahead' He called. He had always called me Joey and I hated it, looks like this year was gonna be just the same as the rest i thought.

The first week back was exciting and heavy, they had really amped up the lessons and my homework pile was gigantic. By Friday evening I could think of nothing better than scoring some weed off Anton and zoning out for a few hours. I headed down to the kitchens and found the barrels opposite, I banged on them loud (Anton never gave me the password) the barrels swung open shortly after and a spotty third year stood before me. 'Erm sorry, is Anton in?' I said, 'One minute' and she vanished. I waited a few minutes and Anton swung the barrels back open. He was dressed in a with tee and grey jogging bottoms that showed a fairly large bulge in the front. My dick twinged. 'you dress like such a muggle Anton' 'haha dont knock it bro! These are mad comfy! come on in! You can smoke one with me' I'd never been in The Hufflepuff common room before and was surprised to see it was separated into multiple little rooms, I followed Antons perky looking ass down a corridor and through a door to the right.

'Welcome to the smoking room!' I looked around the little cramped room, it was extremely hazy from the smoke and it was dominated by two large squashy sofas facing one another a few feet apart. There was. a small bit of floor space around that was scattered with cushions and little end tables pilled with food they'd obviously stole from the kitchens across the hall.

Anton plonked himself down on the sofa and I did the same opposite. He rolled us a few joints and we begun smoking and chatting. I was feeling pretty light headed instantly as it had been a while since I smoked last. We talked and giggled a lot at Antons impressions of the teachers.

I had finished my joint and was casually watching Anton as he relaxed into his sofa with his head back. My eyes wondered down to his crotch again, it looked bigger, I could practically make out the full length and girth of it running down his leg. Me dick got hard instantly. As i stared his hand came up and gave it a little tug, from tip to trunk. 'Fuck' he said, 'smoking makes me so horny' His head rocked forward to look at me but his eyes were still mostly closed. 'you too?' he asked. 'Yeah kinda' He grinned, took a puff of his joint and shoved his other had down his pants. He began to wank his cock inside his sweat pants. Making strong slow tugs. I just stared as he continued making little exhaling moans every few seconds. Fuck this was hot. 'ah fuck' he suddenly said and pulled his hand back out, it was glistening and wet all over. 'fucking pre-cum' he said. I swallowed hard but my mouth was dry. That was his pre-cum?! Fuck that thing must dribble like a fire hose. He wiped his hand on a cushion and looked at me. 'you dont mind do you?' I shook my head, and with that he pushed his waistband down and pulled out his throbbing cock. He tucked the waistband just under his hairless balls and I was transfixed.

He had a neatly trimmed bush and a big set of balls, but what really stood out was his cock. Long, I'd say 9 inches a decent girth and protruding criss cross veins that I could imagine feel amazing inside you. The head was big and mostly covered by his lose foreskin , there was a steady stream of pre cum draining out of his slit and coating his entire dick. My mouth watered. He gave it another strong stroke from base to tip and another large stream of pre rushed out and down his shaft.

'you want some of this?' he said waving his dick slightly. I couldn't take my eyes off it. 'erm, I've never done it before' He chuckled so I looked up. He was handing me the joint. 'I meant the joint loser' 'oh, yeah aha, yeah okay, sorry' I replied and lent forward to grab it. But as I did he pulled back and lent back in his chair. 'oh no no, what was that you were saying?' He said, still stroking his now very wet dick. I couldn't say anything. 'Come over here, why dont you take over for me. its so much better when someone else is doing it'

I stood and walked over to him, getting on my knees between his skinny legs. 'theres a good lad, now pull my pants down' I did as instructed and pulled them down to his ankles. Anton pulled his shirt off over his head revealing his great abs. He lent his head back and let go of his cock, it made a wet slap against his stomach. Realising this was my cue to begin I grabbed his sticky cock at the base and tugged it upwards. More pre-cum was running out and over my hand. I moved in closer and the smell hit me, it was intoxicating, a strong manly cum scent. I began to wank him with strong long thrusts and he began to moan. I used my second hand to rub up to his swollen head as my other worked the base. I worked him up and down and began upping the pace. The pre-cum was insane and both my hands were coated, my wanking became super sloppy as the glided up and down his sticky member.

'ah fuck Joseph, put it in your mouth'

I was so horned up from the weed and this studs huge cock i didn't need telling twice and I wrapped my lips around his fat head. I was instantly gifted with a big squirt of pre-cum directly onto my tongue. It tasted incredible, salty and bitter but so so divine, I lappet my tongue across his piss slit sucking in any more pre i could pull out. Anton was moaning loud now so i knew i was doing a good job. I stuck my tongue in his fore skin an looped around his sensitive head. Before pulling it back and working my lips down his shaft. His cock tasted incredible as i sucked up the pre-cum coating. I swallowed six inches easy and then my gag reflex kicked in. I pulled back and started to bob on his top six inches while my hand worked the base. This really got him going. I pulled off completely and dived for his balls, as i wanked him i sucked his first ball into my mouth cleaning it and gently rolling it around my mouth. I then did the same with the second, knowing i couldn't get them both in my mouth i kissed and licked them until they were spotless while continuing to wank his hard cock.

'Fuck your getting me so close Joseph'

With that i jumped back on his dick sucking like a steam train. With one hand i gently tugged his balls and with the other i worked the base of his throbbing member, I worked my lips up and down the strong veins of his top six inches but i wanted more. I pushed down further and got another inch before gagging.

'Fuck yeah, you can do it'

Anton said as i felt his hand come to the back of my head. At first there was no pressure, then he began to push my head down his cock, i moved my hand off as my lips engulfed another inch. He grabbed my head with his both hands and began to thrust inside me. My nose now touching his trimmed pubs he began fucking my mouth like a flesh light. I was gagging and his cock was making loud squelching nosies as it hit the back of my mouth and entered my throat. spit and pre-cum were coating his dick and balls and all round my lips and lower face.

'eurgh, I'm gonna cum!!'

His head shot back, i could see all his abs tense rock solid and his cock swelled in my mouth.His first jet of cum fired into the back of my throat and filled my mouth he continued to thrust into me as he shot another and another, After four his hot salty cum had filled my moth and i had to swallow. He shot two more times before he let go of my head, i sucked his cock gently cleaning off any of the remaining cum before finally pulling away and savouring his taste before swallowing.

I stood up and looked down at Anton he was snoring slightly with his head over the back of the sofa. His long cock softening now against his leg. I stumbled back to my sofa and nodded off too with his taste still in my mouth

end of chapter one - Let me know what you think, tips or ideas on where to go next, email me Kyle the author - kylecummings232@gmail.com

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