FIC & intro
Hi all, I'm trying to join as many groups as I can that might enjoy my fanfiction. I can post NC-17?! woohoo! It's what i do best *evil grin*
as for the form
Name: Sticky Footed Tree Frog (SFTF)
Age: 19 (I know, I'm a pup.)
Reasons you like/adore/love slash?: I'm just a gay boi who wants everyone in the books/movies I adore to be in my world, you know? It's just hot, but of course you all understand?
Which do you prefer the most m/m or f/f?: male slash
What's your favourite slash pairing?: Any rare!slash, I love rare!slash, it gives me warm and fuzzy feelings.
What's your least favourite slash pairing?: anything with Hagrid or Albus in it (i'm sorry but *squick*)
What are your thoughts on incest slash?: I love it, 'specially Weasley-cest.
What are your thoughts on chan-slash (very young child having sex with an adult)?: Depends on the pairing in question. Some I like, some I dont. It's probably the only slash I wouldn't jump right into, it needs a good look over, I can't stand non-con chan-slash (unless it's the adult not consenting, lol)
And maybe a story for you all to start out with?
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Title: Gold Medal
author: SFTF
Rating: NC-17
warnings: PWP, masturbation, voyeurism
Pairings: Ron/Neville/Terry Boot
Disc: I dont own anything, boohoo
Summary: ... meh, smutty PWP shorty, about 900 words Ron/Neville/Terry Boot O_o
A/N: I don’t know why, don’t ask me...
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The first thing Harry saw when he walked into the room was Ron’s face, twisted in pleasure, eyes shut firmly. He abruptly saw what was causing that reaction, Neville had his lips wrapped hungrily around Ron’s stiff cock, both boys were nearly fully clothed, aside from Ron’s manhood pulled through the space in his boxers, behind his unzipped jeans. Harry then noticed that a boy was sitting on the bed across from them, watching, pleasing himself, this boy Harry didn’t know, but recognized him as a Ravenclaw.
Harry backed away out of their vision, and watched curiously through a crevice in the door, he’d honestly never seen anything sexual previously, aside from his imaginings, witch could have been plausible or not, he didn’t know. It wasn’t long before Ron arched and came in Neville’s mouth without warning, who then crawled quickly to the head of Ron’s bed to spit this liquid into Ron’s bedside trash can, he made a face and all three boys laughed.
Ron tucked himself back in, too tired to bother zipping his jeans. Neville gave him a hard, long kiss before getting up to join the Ravenclaw on the other bed . This Ravenclaw was as tall as Ron, but not as thin, he had some nice muscles. His eyes were dark, His hair was black, and he looked evil enough to be in Slytherin. “Alright, Terry?“ Neville said while straddling him. Not waiting for a response, Neville pushed him down on the bed, and kissed him with bruising force. Terry began to run his fingers under the back of Neville’s shirt, spreading the moisture that had begun to collect on his body.
Harry heard the squeak of bedsprings and watched Ron turn on his side to get a good look at what was going on. Neville lifted his arms so that Terry could remove his shirt. The Ravenclaw boy then reached his long fingers into the waistband of Neville’s pants and gave a little tug, then licked his lips, hands sliding the pants down Neville's legs, then sliding up again, feeling skin.
Just watching, Harry’s own cock twitched in anticipation. He couldn’t see anything but Neville’s back and Terry’s legs, but the jerking motions brought images to his head, of the tall boy wrapping his fingers around the cock in front of him and pumping it, with all the energy he could muster. Harry reached down and grabbed himself through the front of his slacks. Ron was smiling, watching happily. Harry could see Neville’s right hand disappear in front of him as he reached down to masturbate the boy who was making those sensual noises escape him. Harry undid his pants and reached inside to relieve himself, he wouldn’t dream of ever doing these things with another boy, but he didn’t mind at all watching it, he’d never been so turned on in his life. He wondered if he would catch girls doing this if he peaked into their dorm.
Terry came first and Neville stood, making Terry frown. He sat down on the edge of Ron’s bed, bare ass touching the red head’s stomach. After leaning and whispering something to Ron, making him blush like crazy, Neville kneeled, one knee on either side of Ron’s chest, sat on his stomach, and proceeded to touch himself, giving Ron an excellent view, He soon came as well, all over Ron’s shirt. Harry started stroking himself faster and felt his pants slip down around his ankles, something clattered on the floor, but didn‘t draw the attention of any of the three boys. He was unsure of how he was going to pull them up, standing at the top of a staircase pressed firm against the door at the top.
“Woo hoo! I win!” Neville said, after pulling his pants up.
“Win what?” Ron asked removing the soiled shirt.
“I gave all three of us orgasms, because I’m cool like that.” Neville said bouncing around, making a ass of himself.
“I didn’t know there was a contest.” Ron replied, laughing.
“If there’s a contest, Ron is winning.” Terry added, giving the redhead a congratulating wink.
“Only because he likes sucking dick so much.” Neville mumbled, pulling his shirt over his head.
“Yeah Ron’s a regular cock sucker.” Terry said, amusedly.
“Yeah if they had professional Olympic blowjobers, I’d have a gold medal.” Ron boasted, Leaning back on his hands, still shirtless.
“I said you liked doing it, I didn’t say you were any good at it.” Neville said jokingly, scampering as Ron flung a pillow at him.
The next morning Harry was walking through the halls, and someone grabbed his elbow roughly. He turned to face the boy from Ravenclaw from the day before, Terry. “Hello, Harry Potter isn’t it?”
“Um, yes.” ‘duh, everyone knows who I am.’ that’s what he wanted to say.
“Enjoy the show?”
“What?” Harry turned his gaze to the ground.
“Don’t play stupid with me. I didn‘t tell Ron and Neville you were there, because they trust you, and they wouldn‘t want to know you‘re a pervert.” Suddenly Harry felt like he was talking to Malfoy.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about!” Now he was getting angry. Terry handed Harry his wand, that he had dropped while watching his friends fool around, and walked away. “Shit.”
as for the form
Name: Sticky Footed Tree Frog (SFTF)
Age: 19 (I know, I'm a pup.)
Reasons you like/adore/love slash?: I'm just a gay boi who wants everyone in the books/movies I adore to be in my world, you know? It's just hot, but of course you all understand?
Which do you prefer the most m/m or f/f?: male slash
What's your favourite slash pairing?: Any rare!slash, I love rare!slash, it gives me warm and fuzzy feelings.
What's your least favourite slash pairing?: anything with Hagrid or Albus in it (i'm sorry but *squick*)
What are your thoughts on incest slash?: I love it, 'specially Weasley-cest.
What are your thoughts on chan-slash (very young child having sex with an adult)?: Depends on the pairing in question. Some I like, some I dont. It's probably the only slash I wouldn't jump right into, it needs a good look over, I can't stand non-con chan-slash (unless it's the adult not consenting, lol)
And maybe a story for you all to start out with?
__________________________
Title: Gold Medal
author: SFTF
Rating: NC-17
warnings: PWP, masturbation, voyeurism
Pairings: Ron/Neville/Terry Boot
Disc: I dont own anything, boohoo
Summary: ... meh, smutty PWP shorty, about 900 words Ron/Neville/Terry Boot O_o
A/N: I don’t know why, don’t ask me...
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The first thing Harry saw when he walked into the room was Ron’s face, twisted in pleasure, eyes shut firmly. He abruptly saw what was causing that reaction, Neville had his lips wrapped hungrily around Ron’s stiff cock, both boys were nearly fully clothed, aside from Ron’s manhood pulled through the space in his boxers, behind his unzipped jeans. Harry then noticed that a boy was sitting on the bed across from them, watching, pleasing himself, this boy Harry didn’t know, but recognized him as a Ravenclaw.
Harry backed away out of their vision, and watched curiously through a crevice in the door, he’d honestly never seen anything sexual previously, aside from his imaginings, witch could have been plausible or not, he didn’t know. It wasn’t long before Ron arched and came in Neville’s mouth without warning, who then crawled quickly to the head of Ron’s bed to spit this liquid into Ron’s bedside trash can, he made a face and all three boys laughed.
Ron tucked himself back in, too tired to bother zipping his jeans. Neville gave him a hard, long kiss before getting up to join the Ravenclaw on the other bed . This Ravenclaw was as tall as Ron, but not as thin, he had some nice muscles. His eyes were dark, His hair was black, and he looked evil enough to be in Slytherin. “Alright, Terry?“ Neville said while straddling him. Not waiting for a response, Neville pushed him down on the bed, and kissed him with bruising force. Terry began to run his fingers under the back of Neville’s shirt, spreading the moisture that had begun to collect on his body.
Harry heard the squeak of bedsprings and watched Ron turn on his side to get a good look at what was going on. Neville lifted his arms so that Terry could remove his shirt. The Ravenclaw boy then reached his long fingers into the waistband of Neville’s pants and gave a little tug, then licked his lips, hands sliding the pants down Neville's legs, then sliding up again, feeling skin.
Just watching, Harry’s own cock twitched in anticipation. He couldn’t see anything but Neville’s back and Terry’s legs, but the jerking motions brought images to his head, of the tall boy wrapping his fingers around the cock in front of him and pumping it, with all the energy he could muster. Harry reached down and grabbed himself through the front of his slacks. Ron was smiling, watching happily. Harry could see Neville’s right hand disappear in front of him as he reached down to masturbate the boy who was making those sensual noises escape him. Harry undid his pants and reached inside to relieve himself, he wouldn’t dream of ever doing these things with another boy, but he didn’t mind at all watching it, he’d never been so turned on in his life. He wondered if he would catch girls doing this if he peaked into their dorm.
Terry came first and Neville stood, making Terry frown. He sat down on the edge of Ron’s bed, bare ass touching the red head’s stomach. After leaning and whispering something to Ron, making him blush like crazy, Neville kneeled, one knee on either side of Ron’s chest, sat on his stomach, and proceeded to touch himself, giving Ron an excellent view, He soon came as well, all over Ron’s shirt. Harry started stroking himself faster and felt his pants slip down around his ankles, something clattered on the floor, but didn‘t draw the attention of any of the three boys. He was unsure of how he was going to pull them up, standing at the top of a staircase pressed firm against the door at the top.
“Woo hoo! I win!” Neville said, after pulling his pants up.
“Win what?” Ron asked removing the soiled shirt.
“I gave all three of us orgasms, because I’m cool like that.” Neville said bouncing around, making a ass of himself.
“I didn’t know there was a contest.” Ron replied, laughing.
“If there’s a contest, Ron is winning.” Terry added, giving the redhead a congratulating wink.
“Only because he likes sucking dick so much.” Neville mumbled, pulling his shirt over his head.
“Yeah Ron’s a regular cock sucker.” Terry said, amusedly.
“Yeah if they had professional Olympic blowjobers, I’d have a gold medal.” Ron boasted, Leaning back on his hands, still shirtless.
“I said you liked doing it, I didn’t say you were any good at it.” Neville said jokingly, scampering as Ron flung a pillow at him.
The next morning Harry was walking through the halls, and someone grabbed his elbow roughly. He turned to face the boy from Ravenclaw from the day before, Terry. “Hello, Harry Potter isn’t it?”
“Um, yes.” ‘duh, everyone knows who I am.’ that’s what he wanted to say.
“Enjoy the show?”
“What?” Harry turned his gaze to the ground.
“Don’t play stupid with me. I didn‘t tell Ron and Neville you were there, because they trust you, and they wouldn‘t want to know you‘re a pervert.” Suddenly Harry felt like he was talking to Malfoy.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about!” Now he was getting angry. Terry handed Harry his wand, that he had dropped while watching his friends fool around, and walked away. “Shit.”