Alone together... (GAY)

The rest of the day was uneventful, the nightly feast in the great hall was wonderful as always. It was only a little weird thanks to Oakley sitting across from you, smiling widely and making small talk about class's and what not. Zeke helped out a bit... and a smirking Ernie helped head Ok off as much as he could. You were grateful to both out them... once the meal was over you all headed off to Hufflepuff house. Accessing the common room through a pile of large barrels, found stacked in a shadowy stone recess on a right-hand side corridor near the kitchens. Finding a good spot in the common room, you quickly get to doing your homework from the class's you had that day.

It takes a few hours, but once you get it finish you look up to see Oakley sitting across from you. Seeing you look at him, the small handsome sandy haired lad smiles at you brightly. Gathering your book and papers, you stand up getting ready to head up to your room. As you do Oakley falls in beside you, you know where this is going and suddenly feel ill at ease about it. “So are you going to come to my room?” Oakley asks softly, as you walk down the hall of the boys dorm towards your room.

“Ahem yeah about that...” You start turning your head to meet his gaze, shocked at the excitement and joy on his big open honest face. Wincing at how it makes you feel, uncomfortably aware of your cock stiffening within your pants. Oakley took your arm, guiding you along the corridor as he speaks to you softly.

“I know you prefer girls...” Oakley whispers soft as you stare deep into his eyes, feeling his soft warm body pressing against you. “But its alright... you can be straight and still let someone like me do nice things for you.” Oakley opened the door moving into the room with you, as you let him guide you along as he talks. “All I want to do is give you pleasure... you just sit back and close your eyes. Think of some girl you like... and I'll make you feel soooooooo good!” Suddenly the back of your legs thump against something, making to sit down on the bed hard.

“Errr... wait where am I?” You stammer glancing around with a start, realizing that you are not in your own room. Strangely the room is empty, you look back in front of you startled. As two small hands push your legs apart, Oakley keeling down between your knee's smiling up at you with that eager grin.

“I'm glad you came to my room...” He lisps softly, sliding his hands up and down your thigh's for a moment. “I'm glad to see your so excited.” He said with a smirk... as his slender fingers trace your erection through the fabric of your pants. “May I take it out?”

“Ok...” You start to protest, but plainly he took that as a yes as those nimble fingers slide your zipper down. “Ahem... I meant Oakley.” You try to explain, even as his hot little hand reaches inside gripping that pulsing staff, “Ohooo...” You moan as he drags that big organ out into the open, stroking his hand up and down its length eagerly. Leaning back you brace your hands on the bed, looking down at the smaller lad helplessly as he handles you aching hard male organ. “Pleas...” You attempt to beg off, even as you watch the other male lick his full red lip's slowly. Plainly he is very excited to get your cock in his mouth, opening your mouth to try to protest once again.

“Oho Wow... You're so BIG John.” Oakley praised in obvious delight, as he leans in gently nuzzling the head of your throbbing organ. Small hand rolling your foreskin back, before those hot wet lip's push against the glands of your aroused member. Making you inhale sharply, as that big fucker slowly vanishes into his plainly willing mouth.

“Ahahah... bloody hell!” You almost shout out in pleasure, even the mouth from the glory-hole hadn't been this exciting. Oakley paused in his licking and suckling, to look up into your wide open eyes with a gloating smirk. Its obvious Oakley knows just how good his mouth felt to you, slowly he rubs that big throbbing cock head over his lip's.

“Do you like the way that feels John?” He asks in a soft submissive little voice, something that its plain hes practiced many times. Starring deep into his eyes, you blurt out in a breathless voice.

“Ohooo fuck yeah... don't stop!” You plead in excitement, as Oakley smirks up at you before going back to suckling on your throbbing fucker. As you just sit there watching him do it in wide eyed shock, stunned that you are not resisting him in anyway. Something that you never would have believed before, you had always thought if a faggot tried something with you... you would have punched him right in the face.