Hagrid's Reaction

After hearing Harry's words, Hagrid's lust swelled, and he knew that this night would be a feast of unbridled passion. He closed in on the young wizard, and his voice, thick with desire, murmured, "Harry... you have a nice body."

With his right hand, Hagrid gently touched Harry's body, first resting on his face. His thumb began a slow, sensual stroke along Harry's cheek, while his other fingers cupped Harry's face, holding it in place. Hagrid's gaze, full of lust, particularly fixated on Harry's eyes, seeking out the depths of his submission.

Hagrid, his hand descending from Harry's face, landed on his hairless left nipple. He circled the sensitive bud before grasping it firmly, and Harry let out a soft moan in response. The half-giant's hand then traveled further down Harry's body, gliding over his flat stomach before stopping at his small, 2.5-inch erection.

Hagrid's eyes and hands both fixated on Harry's diminutive member, and in a gentle yet firm manner, he touched and pressed the soft cock. Harry's moan grew louder, a symphony of desire.

Breaking the erotic silence, Hagrid commented, "Harry, your cock is so small and soft. How did you manage to drill Seamus's big ass with this? It can't possibly reach the entrance, let alone pound it."

Harry, basking in the half-giant's touch, gazed at him with lustful eyes. "I shrank it, Hagrid. I shrank it to 2.5 inches. But when it's normal mode it is 6 inches and it can grow to 9 inches," he admitted, the admission laced with a hint of both embarrassment and excitement.

Hagrid, once more, pressed against Harry's small cock, and then his hand ventured towards the young wizard's left side, indicating for Harry to turn around. Harry obeyed, presenting his supple nineteen-year-old ass, ripe for Hagrid's taking.

Hagrid, now behind the eager wizard, gently sloped his hand up Harry's waist, brushing against his neck before withdrawing. The disappearance of Hagrid's touch left Harry in a trance-like state, his skin prickling with goosebumps, craving the return of the half-giant's touch.

In a sudden burst of sensation, Hagrid's hand returned, slapping Harry's ass cheek with a resounding smack. This bold action caused Harry to moan louder, the sound of his pleasure echoing through the night as he stood, **** and eager, before the half-giant. His submission complete, Harry awaited Hagrid's next move, ready to surrender his body to the lust-filled frenzy that bound them.