Rosestarchaserkiller

Part 3

Evan Rosier

"His hands are so beautiful, aren't they?" He was playing it up a bit, so I shot him a look, but the effect was ruined by the gasp I let out when Rex cupped my hard-on through my boxers.

"Please-"

"I heard your thoughts in the broom closet," Regulus whispered as Barty slipped out of the room.

"W-what?"

"I'm a partial Legilimens, remember? It kinda kicked in." I felt all my blood rush from my face to my erection. Holy shit.

"S-so..." I watched the two boys close in, Regulus on my right and James on my left. They moved me to the closest bed, (Barty's) and Rex pushed me onto the bed by a hand on my chest. He straddled my waist as James knelt between my thighs. James unzipped my jeans and pulled down my boxers enough to get at my prick.

The man kept eye contact with me while he lowered his head down to my cock. I glared at him.

"Come on, Jay, hurry up." My voice trailed into an embarrassing whine as Regulus's weight on my waist distracted me temporarily.

"Look at me, Rose. I know it can be hard, but you need to try." His condescending tone would have normally made me furious, but I didn't know why it made me relax. I nodded as he trailed his lips past my jaw and down to my collarbone, sucking places that would probably leave a mark later before moving back up to my mouth. As I was getting lost with his tongue, I forgot about the boy between my thighs. I felt his wet lips touch my tip. A small moan escaped and I flushed red. The Gryffindor swirled his tongue around my cock, which was getting harder than I had known it could. I felt his warm mouth sink down onto me, swirling his tongue and slowly starting to bob up and down. Merlin, this kid was better at blowjobs than was healthy, and I briefly doubted his statement a month prior of "I've...never given one?" Bullshit. I was practically yanked from my thoughts as he pulled the entirety of me into his mouth, and I saw Regulus's hand twisted in his dark locks, controlling the pace. The longer the act went on, the harder it was to control the noises and whimpers that were fighting to slip out. I didn't even notice at first when Rex asked me a question.

"W-what?"

"Am I going too quickly?"

"I-oh Merlin, Jay... Um...f-fuck...c-could you repeat? P-please?"

"Aw, you've forgotten? I did repeat. Is that what this does to you? You get too dumb to even think," he cooed, dropping the check-in, and I whimpered.

"Rex..." the smaller boy laughed, glancing down at me pityingly.

"Evan...," he mocked. "Your high and mighty act practically disintegrated. Makes me wonder what would happen if I..." the hand in James's hair still his movement, making the Gryffindor freeze, my prick all the way down his throat.

"What was that- Salazar-"

"I said that your high and mighty act disappeared once I started to take control."

I growled at his words, but the anger quickly subsided when I felt his cock ram suddenly into me, and I was transported back into the lust filled corners of my mind. I moaned at the feelings, practically melting onto the other boy. He chuckled. "It's amazing how you can go from the best top to a perfect little toy to use."

I tried to get mad, but I couldn't form enough coherent thoughts to do so. In one swift motion he flipped me over onto my stomach and slid his cock in and out, trying to find my prostate. I was a moaning mess and I felt instantly when he succeeded. I practically screamed. Regulus grinned, pressing a few fingers on either side of my windpipe.

"I-mmm," I moaned.

"Come for me, my little slut." His voice was strained, but nowhere near as fucked out as mine was, and I felt my cheeks flush at the command. Surely I wasn't as loud as it seemed. Rex was louder, wasn't he? Barty was, he had always had a big mouth, in more ways than one. As I came, my world seemed to shatter, and I distantly heard a muffled groan from James, then Regulus crooned, "there we go, Jemstone. Are you alright?" The Gryffindor pulled off my dick with a pop and hummed in response. I closed my eyes, and I felt a soft hand gently washing me off with a damp towel of sorts.