Chapter 13 insert

Warning! Explicit male/male sex! No children under 17!

Ok, don't laugh, this is my first attempt at an explicit sex scene… ;)

They stood face to face, fully dressed, in the Gryffindor boys' shower room. Harry was definitely nervous, after all he'd never done this before. In front of him stood the sexiest man he had ever seen, and surrendering to his own desire, he took a step forward and kissed him hungrily. Draco responded immediately, and wrapped his arms tightly around the other boy. Harry's hands started to roam Draco's backside, slowly exploring his firm body. He was a couple of inches taller than Harry, and more slender.
All the feelings they had had to suppress for weeks came up to the surface, and their last inhibitions dissolved right there and then.
"Oh god, Harry, I want you so much," Draco breathed, millimetres from Harry's parted lips.
'Oh yes,' Harry thought dizzily. 'I want you moaning and writhing under my hands…'
His resolve was melting quickly under Draco's fervent kisses, making all rational thought impossible. He felt Draco start to unbutton his robe, and had enough presence of mind to help him take it off, leaving him only in his boxers and a T-shirt.
He heard Draco's sharp intake of breath, and opened his eyes. His lover gazed at him with unveiled admiration, and Harry smiled and relieved Draco of his robes as well. Until that moment he'd never realised how much a robe could conceal, because then how could he ever have resisted perfection such as Draco's? His desire was taken to new heights as Draco pulled off his T-shirt, slowly, teasingly, revealing inch after inch of creamy, pale skin. Eager to feel Draco's skin against his own, Harry pulled off his own T-shirt and drew Draco closer. Nothing could have prepared him for this; the satin of his lover's chest so smooth against his own, and the shocks it sent through him, the skin of his arms, his back, his thighs so hot under his touch…
It was strange, Harry thought, that although he'd never been with anyone like this, though no one had ever touched him like this, standing here almost naked with Draco felt completely natural, as if this was what he had waited for his entire life. His desire was so pure, so strong and uncomplicated that the moment felt almost sacred.
Harry's thoughts focused on the sensations when Draco started trailing kisses down his neck and collarbone. He let out a low moan, which seemed to encourage Draco, because he started licking and sucking on Harry's neck with increasing fervour. Harry began to make small noises and tugged at Draco's boxers, he didn't want any clothing between them, and eventually they slid off his hips and down onto the tiled floor, and Draco Malfoy was finally naked in his arms. Coherent thought was now all but lost to Harry, and he barely noticed when Draco removed his own boxers, but he certainly noticed when their hardened cocks ground into each other, and judging by Draco's exclamation, he liked it too.
"Yes! Oh God!"
"Mmm… Draco…" purred Harry sensuously.
Harry loved seeing Draco like this, gloriously naked, with parted, swollen lips, eyes glazed over and with dilated pupils, and – oh gods – fully erect, weeping cock.
He realised that they probably should get into the shower before they went at it right there on the floor. He suggested it to Draco, who seemed to calm down a bit and agreed.

Draco felt the hot water running down his body, plastering his fair hair to his head. He thought about what a prime example of the male species Harry was; he had to turn his back to him to be able to resist him.
"Want me to wash your back?" Harry purred seductively.
Draco smiled at him and nodded. He closed his eyes as Harry's soap-slick hands started to rub his back and shoulders. He moaned a little when Harry ventured further down to cup his arse cheeks and massage them gently. Harry then proceeded to soap Draco's chest, to Draco's delight, because this put him inside Harry's embrace, allowing him to feel Harry's lean body pressed against his, not to mention his erection pressed against his thigh.
Draco's own erection was painfully hard, and he moaned in frustration as Harry's hands avoided the centre of his desire to move down to his thighs. Harry laughed quietly and stroked Draco's thighs, getting closer and closer.
'Oh gods, please please please, oh, Harry please!' Draco didn't even know if he had said the words aloud, but he didn't care.
He cried out sharply as Harry wrapped his hand around his cock and started to stoke it tentatively. Draco arched into the touch, desperate for more, already so close, very close, nearly there now… His entire body was on fire, and he felt Harry's own hardness rubbing against his thigh.
As Harry began to stroke him faster, Draco knew it was a matter of seconds, and when his lover reached down to massage his balls, his mind exploded. His cries of release mingled with Harry's as their climax hit them, and they clung shaking to each other as the waves of pleasure subsided.
Draco was lost for words for a moment, and settled with turning around and embracing Harry tightly, and captured his lips in a loving kiss.
"I'm not finished with you yet," he said huskily.
They quickly finished their shower, dried themselves and went to find a more comfortable place to continue their explorations.

Draco hungrily drank in the sight of Harry, sprawled naked on the scarlet bedspread.
'Thank god for all that Quidditch practice,' he thought, and admired Harry's tanned, muscular body. He was incredibly sexy. With a predatory smile he climbed on top of Harry and kissed him thoroughly. It was time to show Harry exactly how desirable Draco found him.
He moved his mouth away from Harry's lips and started to nibble his ear. Then he trailed kisses downward, until he reached Harry's right nipple. He flicked his tongue over it until it stiffened. His ministrations elicited a moan from Harry, and Draco was surprised to discover how much he wanted to please Harry. Although his own desire almost overwhelmed him he really enjoyed being in control, to be able to do whatever he wanted to Harry, and yes, he knew exactly what he wanted to do… He moved to Harry's left nipple, giving it the same treatment, and felt Harry harden even more against his stomach. Harry moaned.
"Oh, Draco…"
'It's sheer torture, isn't it, Harry?' Draco thought teasingly.
He kissed Harry's stomach, following the narrow trail of dark hair down to his bellybutton. He buried his face in the hollow just above Harry's hipbone, feeling the smooth texture of his skin.
'Who would have imagined that a man's hipbones could be so erotic,' he mused while he caressed the inside of Harry's thighs. He moved a little to the side, and he could feel Harry's erection throbbing against his cheek, and heard his lover's breath coming in gasps. He felt slightly nervous. After all he'd never done this before. But he wanted to so much, because it was Harry, and he'd do anything for Harry. Draco carefully grabbed the base of his lover's cock. It was beautiful; larger than Draco had expected, the skin was unbelievably soft, and he was so hard…
'So hard, just for me…' Draco thought in wonder, and determined not to disappoint Harry he started to worship him with his mouth.
Harry cried out in delight when he flicked his tongue over the pink head and swirled it around the tip, tasting the salty precome that already had begun to leak out. Encouraged by the small noises Harry was making, he took his cock into his mouth as deep as he could, making Harry cry out yet again. Draco loved the feel and taste of him, so hot and smooth like velvet, and so masculine, indefinable, Harry… He also loved that he was the only one who had ever touched Harry like this, made him feel like this.
His curiosity not yet satisfied, Draco replaced his mouth with his hand, and began to stroke Harry's cock and explore his balls with his tongue. He took one of them into his mouth, sucking carefully on it. A desperate moan and a rippling feeling deep inside Harry's cock suggested to Draco that his lover was getting close, and he wanted to please him even more. Just beneath Harry's balls he found an interesting spot and licked at it, only to be rewarded with Harry screaming his name. Enticed, he tried sucking instead, which resulted in more loud exclamations.
'So you like that, Potter?' he thought mischievously, as Harry almost reflexively brought up his legs and spread them to give him better access. He slid his tongue further down to Harry's anus, and was very pleased when Harry let out something very close to a howl. He teased the bud of flesh with his tongue, and increased the speed of his strokes.
"Oh gods, Draco, I'm almost there!"
Draco carefully pushed his tongue inside the tight ring of muscle, tasting Harry; clean and slightly bitter, feeling the muscles tighten around him and Harry's entire body convulse as Harry came hard, ejaculating huge amounts of milky come over his chest, screaming Draco's name again and again.
"Arefacio," Draco mumbled and waved his wand, drying up the liquid.
He curled up next to Harry, who was still trembling, dazed and disoriented, Finally he turned to Draco.
"Wow," was all he said.
Draco smiled at him tenderly.
"Did you like it, then?" he asked happily.
"You were amazing," said Harry and kissed him lovingly.
"I enjoyed it too," said Draco with a wicked smile, and pressed his rock-hard erection against Harry's thigh. Harry's eyes grew very wide.
"Now it's your turn," said Draco and grinned.

The story continues here.