Ch. 13

Golden Boy's Life

It was December. And with it came the frozen winds that carried snow on it's whispers and shrilled shrieks that fell on both Diagon Alley and London. But that did not stop Golden Boy's shows as his popularity increased along with his average viewer count, something he hesitated to equate with the Hogwarts winter break. His dance lessons still continued and looks to have no signs of stopping as both Harry and his instructor both enjoy each other's company.

A week before Christmas, Harry finally moved into Blaise's and Draco's apartment. The two men along with George helped Harry with the moving, his work office left in the foyer of the apartment as Harry thought of where he can put it.

"How about the Playhouse?" Blaise suggested. "It is rather large."

"Maybe," Harry said, "but I've never exactly been in there Blaise."

Blaise smirked and winked at his small boyfriend. "Well Baby Boy, Daddy think it's time to fix that," he said.

Harry smiled and turned to George, "Thanks George, we can take care of my office."

"Alright Harry, take care of yourself," George said, pulling Harry into a tight hug. "And just remember, I still expect you to help around the store."

"Of course," Harry chuckled. "You can always count of me."

"Good man," George said, patting Harry's back. He looked at both Blaise and Draco and gave them a sharp glare. "You two better take care of Harry or else I'll be coming after you," he said in a serious tone that Harry barely heard.

"Of course," Draco nodded.

"We'll take proper care of our Baby Boy," Blaise said. "You have nothing to worry about."

"Good," George nodded. He looked at Harry and patted his shoulder, "I'll see you tomorrow Harry." He gave a final wave and walked out of the apartment. The three waited a moment until pithey heard the distinct crackle that came with apparition.

Blaise turned to Harry and smiled. He waved his wand and Harry's office equipment shrunk with a whispered spell. Draco levitated them into his pocket and both men took one of Harry's hand and led him away from the foyer. They walked up to the second floor and towards a black door with a lock but no doorknob. Blaise pulled out an old-looking key and inserted it. With a turn, there was a loud sound of a lock unlocking. The door swung open by itself, and the three walked inside.

The walls were painted in a dark red lit up by some invisible source. They were in a long hallway with no windows or pictures, but four doors, all the same black as the door they walked through. "We can easily add a new room for you," Blaise said. "Each door leads to a different section of our little Playhouse, Baby Boy. While we are here, our roles apply. Which means that you are the submissive and we are your Daddies. Understand?"

"Yes Sir," Harry nodded.

"Good Boy. Now, let's have a tour," Blaise grinned. Draco moved to the nearest door and pulled out a similar key.

"Remind us to make your own key after setting up, Harry," Draco said as he unlocked the door, which opened up with a long, high squeaking noise. Harry gave a huge gasp. Inside the room he expected to see the same dark red walls with some leather, but instead the three walked into a stone room with bars in windows. It was a real dungeon.

There was a cell dug into the wall. In it was a wooden bench with a large phallic shape jutting out from the otherwise flat surface. From where they were standing, Harry guessed that it was around six inches long, however he couldn't tell exactly how thick it was. The walls were adorn with chains both for decorative and practical uses, there was a wooden bench with multiple pegs, each larger and thicker than the last, along with a pillory, next to which was a small tray floating by itself, several whips and flogs laid neatly next to each other. Harry walked in the room and looked around the torture chamber, his own cock hardening slightly. On the wall hidden by the open door was a modern looking cabinet full of potions and ointments that Harry guessed were for aftercare.

"This, Baby, is for when you need to be severely punished," Blaise hummed.

"I'll make sure to be a good boy," Harry smiled.

"Believe me Potter, you'll spend some time in here," Draco chuckled. He moved towards the pillory and opened the top half, "Get in here," he ordered.

Harry moved automatically and rested his head and hands on the three holes, he expected to feel hard wood, but was surprised to feel a soft cushion underneath. "What?" Harry questioned as Draco slammed the top part close, leaving Harry bend over, his butt pushed out for his Daddies to use.

"The insides are lined with a soft fabric so not to hurt your neck or hands," Draco explained. "Which means that we can keep our beautiful sub in there for longer periods of time."

"Maybe even days," Blaise chuckled.

"Very funny," Harry said. He tried getting out, but the pillory wouldn't open. "H-Hey!"

Both Slytherins laughed. "It only opens to either mine or Blaise's touch," Draco chuckled. "How else will we keep our pretty little slave locked safely."

"Very funny," Harry grumbled. Still chuckling, Draco touched the pillory and it sprung open. Harry shot up before Draco could close it again and rubbed the back of his neck.

Draco's hand quickly replaced his, rubbing deeply, and the blonde murmured, "Come on love, three more rooms to go."

"Yes Daddy," Harry whispered, and the two left the dungeon with Blaise, Draco's hand never leaving the back of Harry's neck.

They crossed the hall and moved into the second black door, whose walls were the same dark red as the hallway, and smaller than the dungeon. In this room was many restraints and leather holdings hanging either from the wall or on. There was a St. Andrew's Cross made of what looked like pure black leather, along with a horse restraint with red padded leather. "This is the room where we will tie you up and have our way with you," Blaise said. "It's my personal favorite room."

Harry nodded, his erection only growing. "I think I like this room too, Daddy," Harry smiled.

"Good boy," Blaise chuckled. "Come on," he took Harry's arm and led Harry towards the St. Andrew's Cross. "Know what this is?"

"No," Harry shook his head.

"It's called a St. Andrew's Cross," Blaise said. "It's used to restrain you in a spread-eagled position. Sometimes, I can have you standing… other times you will be hanging… And if I'm feeling extra sadistic…" He pointed a long finger towards the air and Harry looked up. There was thick rope and leather restraints hanging overhead, underneath it was an area of padding. "I'll hogtie you and leave there hanging there for hours on end… maybe even a day if I forget." Harry moaned, a vision of him tied in the air infiltrating his head while he licked his lips staring at the rope and leather.

He felt a hand pull his arm and they moved out of the room again and into the next one. "This, Draco purred, "is my favorite room."

Again, painted the same dark red with a black accent wall, this room had a four poster bed. Connected to each post are chains which Harry knew immediately were for chaining and bonding him to the bed. The three walked in and Harry gave a small gasp as he looked on shelf upon shelf of sex toys. There were dildos of every size and color, arranged with increasing length, a spreader was hung on a hook waiting for Harry's legs, plugs and clips were bunched together as well as vibrators and massagers. Black leather chairs sat in a corner, two facing a small circular rug on the otherwise wooden floor. A small squat dresser sat in the opposite corner under a shelf of anal beads that started with normal small ones and ended with magically wide beads that Harry had a feeling would rip his ass in two if it wasn't for magic. Harry eyed the dresser curiously and Draco nodded silently, indicating towards it.

Harry moved over to the dresser and pulled out the top left drawer, which contained blindfolds. There were blindfolds made of silk, of leather, of cotton, one suspiciously felt like it was made of dragon hide. The right top drawer had long lengths of silk and other fabrics, each with its own special feel and texture that sent shivers down Harry's spine. Draco chuckled from behind Harry and wrapped his arms around Harry's waist. Resting his head on Harry's shoulders, he whispered, "Open more boy."

Harry nodded and closed the top drawer and moved onto the second level down, whose drawers were deeper. His eyes widen at what was inside and picked it up. It was a mask made of leather straps connecting with each other and a muzzle with two black leather doggy ears on top. "Some days you'll be my little Puppy," Draco chuckled. "Spend the day like a dog in the office. Play with any bone I give you. Would you like that?"

Harry whined and nodded in response.

"Then let's try it on," Draco chuckled. He slid Harry's glasses off and helped his boy in the mask. He spun Harry around and looked at him. "Hmm… you look sexy Harry," he smirked. "But maybe we should add eye holes… leather around your eyes and eyebrows and nose… space for your lens, remind me to check your prescription Harry baby, sounds good?"

"Yes Daddy," Harry nodded. Draco took the Puppy Mask off and Harry put his glasses on before looking in the drawer, pulling out a full leather body harness with a pouch for his cock and balls that'll keep them hidden away, and a long rubber tail that plugged into his ass.

The three shared a perverted smile as Harry placed them away and closed the drawer. The third contained more harnesses and leather clothing, from the size of it Harry thought it was for both him and his Daddies. He then turned to admire the sex toys on the shelves. "It's like you have your own personal sex store here," he said.

"And all of them are going up your cunt, Golden Boy," Blaise chuckled. "We're going to see that thing stretched and abused as much as we can. Do you want that?"

"Y-Yeah… sounds good," Harry blushed, his eyes landing on a particularly thick and long dildo with a huge knot at the bottom. He could feel his hole quivering with need. His Daddies saw the boy's arousal and chuckled. "Come on Harry, one more room before we make your office," Draco said.

"Yes Sir," Harry nodded, though his eyes did not leave the thick dildo. They left the room and moved into the last one. Harry was expecting something kinky, something perverse, but was surprised to see a relatively normal room.

There was a low, wide lounging chair big enough to fit all three of them as well as a desk sitting in front of a wide window overlooking the London skyline. The walls were a gentle blue and had pictures of Blaise and Draco in various kink clothes smiling with each other, however there was clear room to add more pictures on the wall. There was a medicine cabinet there, along with a similar small squat dresser full of towels and robes. "The recovery room," Blaise said. "This is where we go after we play."

"We can also use this to do some light play," Draco said. "The desk is for you and me, Harry, of course you will be a puppy during that time." He chuckled to himself while Harry moaned.

"So, what do you think Harry?" Blaise asked.

"I love it," Harry said instantly. "It's brilliant, Daddy."

"Good, because you're going to spend a lot of time here with us Baby Boy," Draco said. "Now come on, let's get your office together."

They returned to the hallway and looked around. "Where to put the room…" Blaise muttered. Harry looked up and down the hallway before moving to the side with Blaise's and Draco's favorite rooms. He stood in the middle of the wall and turned to his Daddies. "Here of course," he smiled.

Both men smirked and nodded. "Move aside love," Blaise purred. Harry moved towards them, and the two men pointed their wands at where Harry was standing. They began to mutter and the wall began to vibrate softly. The muttering continued and the vibration intensified until it looked like the sea in a rough storm, waves pushing against the wall, fighting to break free before being pulled back under. The waves of red slowly turned black. A shape started to appear as the black waves continued to increase. They became bigger, wider, and more violent until, finally, a black door appeared with no doorknob but a keyhole. With a final wave of their wands, a black key magically appeared and fell on the floor.

"Pick it up, Boy," Blaise commanded. Resisting an eye roll, Harry knelt and picked up the key. He got to his feet and stuck the key into the hole. It opened softly with the click of the lock, revealing an empty room whose walls were bare.

"The decorating can be up to you, Golden Boy," Draco said. He pulled everything out of his pocket and they returned to their normal size. "You use these for lighting, correct?" He held one of the many strings of faire lights.

"Yes Sir," Harry nodded. He looked around and frowned, "I need a window," he said. "I like the natural light to be on my body. The lights just help the mood." He took out his own wand and waved it, moving his computer set up against the wall nearest to him. "The space is bigger so I can do more things," he smiled. "My cameras can get more angles…" He waved his wand and the two old-fashioned cameras moved to the desk.

"We can surely get you better cameras," Blaise said. "Enchant some muggle ones?"

"That's an idea for a Christmas gift," Harry muttered. He moved the small mountain of pillows directly opposite the computer. His lights hung loosely around the edges of the walls all around the room. He made a shelf where he hung his harness and sex toys as Draco and Blaise made a window. It was one in the afternoon when they finished decorating Harry's office. He smiled brilliantly as he turned his computer on. "Looks like everything's working alright," he said. "I can't wait to do my first show here!"

"When's is it scheduled?" Draco asked. Harry checked his watch and said, "A few hours. It's a public show."

"Then we better get our Boy ready, right Dragon Daddy?" Blaise smirked.

"Absolutely Black Mamba," Draco chuckled. They both grabbed an arm and laughed devilishly as they dragged Harry out of the room.

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Christmas Day came with a special show Golden Boy had planned. He already had his Daddies in on it as the three of them set up Golden Boy's new cameras he got for Christmas. Wearing only a collar and a jock, Golden Boy smiled at his cameras when his show went live, all his faithful viewers already in the chat, their cocks hard in their hands.

"Merry Christmas!" Golden Boy smiled, the top of his face blurred out so all his viewers can see are vaguely green eyes and black hair. "I hope Santa made you all very happy, and I hope I can make you happy too! I have a very special gift for all my Daddies and Masters."

Golden Boy smiled slyly as he took a step back and did a little twirl. "As you all know, I recently moved in with my Masters and Daddies Black Mamba and Dragon Daddy," he said. "And we decided to give you all a very special show: they're going to fuck me long and hard on here!"

His chat was full of cheers from his viewers and Golden Boy couldn't be prouder. He got down to his knees and kept his head downcast. The room was silent for a moment, Golden Boy staying in his position even when off screen the door opened and shut. Two figures came onto the screen. One was black and taller than Golden Boy and the other man. He was muscular, very muscular, his chest pushing out and his abs were clearly visible. He had curled dark hair on his chest and on his pelvis that led to a set of tight leather pants. He was wearing a harness that brought attention to his pierced nipples. The other man was shorter than the first, but still taller and muscular in his own way. He had stubble on his face and was wearing the same outfit as Black Mamba. Both their faces were blurred like Golden Boy's.

"Kiss it Boy," Black Mamba commanded.

Golden Boy knelt down and kissed both their feet before kneeling fully up, kissing both their leather-clothed cocks. "What do you want, Boy?" Dragon Daddy asked.

"To suck your cocks, Sir," Golden Boy answered submissively.

"You want our cocks, Boy?" Black Mamba chuckled. "Beg."

Golden Boy looked up at Black Mamba, his tongue licked the bottom of his lips as he begged, "Please Daddy, I need your cocks inside me. I feel so empty without them."

Black Mamba chuckled darkly and looked at Dragon Daddy. "Did you hear our Boy? He's cock-hungry," he said. "We should give him what he wants."

Golden Boy nodded furiously, his tongue working his lips as he looked between his two Daddies. Dragon Daddy grabbed his bulge and shook it a few times, before, magically, both men's pairs of leather pants disappeared revealing two huge cocks slowly hardening. "Work it Boy," Dragon Daddy commanded. "Show us how much you love cock."

"Thank you Daddy," Golden Boy said. He leaned forward and opened his mouth, taking the whole of Dragon Daddy's cock inside with a throaty moan. Black Mamba stepped forward and the two men began kissing as Golden Boy worked on Dragon Daddy's cock, one of his free hands moving to jerk off Black Mamba's cock while the other held onto Dragon Daddy's ass for support. Golden Boy expertly moved up and down Dragon Daddy's cock, his tongue working the underside as it grew inside him. He felt a slap against his cheek, and his Daddies stopped kissing only for Black Mamba to growl out, "Work on mine too Boy or I won't cunt you."

Golden Boy quickly switch cocks, sucking on the thicker and larger cock of Black Mamba while he jerked Dragon Daddy off. His eyes flashed towards the computer every now and again to read the comments, which was cheering the three of them on. After a few minutes, both men pulled Golden Boy up and they started a three-way kiss, their heads pressed together as their tongues danced with each other. Dragon Daddy's and Black Mamba's hands moved down towards Golden Boy's ass, each holding a cheek and squeezing hard before spanking in unison. Golden Boy moaned in the kiss and turned to kiss Dragon Daddy fully while Black Mamba assaulted his neck. Golden Boy didn't feel Black Mamba's weight and opened his eyes to see Black Mamba grabbing a camera.

"Bend the bitch over," Black Mamba said. They talked before the show and Golden Boy allowed both of them to call him bitch only once. Dragon Daddy stopped the kiss and pushed Golden Boy down onto his cock, the submissive sucking it easily. Black Mamba allowed the camera to float in front of Golden Boy's ass. He spread the cheeks, revealing Golden Boy's hole, which was already now naturally a little loose. "Look at that cunt," Black Mamba breathed. "Gonna make it loose with my fat black cock like all cunts should be." He shoved a finger into Golden Boy's hole, and the boy moaned around Dragon Daddy's cock.

Black Mamba swatted the camera away and got on his knees, both hands spreading Golden Boy's cheeks. He leaned forward, burying his nose in Golden Boy's crack and taking a long whiff before licking up Golden Boy's hole, his tongue darting inside the loose ass. Golden Boy moaned, his own cock straining against his jockstrap but he wouldn't dare reach down to touch it. Black Mamba swirled his tongue around Golden Boy's hole, pushing it deep as he can before moving back, licking his finger, and pushing that in instead for a few second and replacing it with his tongue again. Golden Boy moaned and choked on Dragon Daddy's cock as Black Mamba went to town on him.

"Fuck, going to cum soon," Dragon Daddy cursed. He shoved Golden Boy's head off his cock and began jerking it furiously. "Close your mouth, Goldie, I'm going to mark you," Dragon Daddy panted. Golden Boy kept his mouth shut, moaning against his lips as Black Mamba began fingering him with lubed fingers. Dragon Daddy came with a loud groan and thick ropes of cum sprayed all over Golden Boy's face, getting on his cheeks and chin along with his hair.

"Keep it on," Dragon Daddy winked, slapping Golden Boy's side of the head lightly as he walked towards a small table off screen where vitality potions sat for the men's use. As he drank one, Black Mamba guided Golden Boy onto all fours, his head on his arms and his ass presented in the air as he continued to stretch him, quickly working the boy to three fingers.

The room was full of Golden Boy's groaning as he looked over his shoulder, "Please Daddy, please," he begged Black Mamba.

"What is it Boy?"

"Fuck me," Golden Boy begged. "I need your cock inside my cunt. Please…"

"Soon Golden Boy, soon," Black Mamba chuckled. "You'll get both your Daddies' cocks in your cunt."

Golden Boy only moaned as his Daddy continued to stretch his hole. When he thought Golden Boy was ready enough, Black Mamba removed his fingers and coated his cock with lube. He lined it up with Golden Boy's loose hole and pushed forward until the tip of the cockhead was pressed against the hole.

"Please! Please!" Golden Boy begged. He tried to push back but Black Mamba stopped him.

"What do you want Goldie?" Dragon Daddy asked as he walked back onscreen, his cock hard again.

"For my Daddies to fuck my cunt," Golden Boy begged. "Please…"

Both men chuckled and Dragon Daddy nodded. Black Mamba pushed and the room was filled once again with Golden Boy's screams as the thick cock stretched him beyond imagination. Once fully inside, Black Mamba waited a minute before starting at a rough pace, Golden Boy's screams quickly turning to moans for more. Dragon Daddy stuffed Golden Boy's mouth with his cock and the boy quickly began sucking in earnest, moving along with Black Mamba's ferocious pace.

The viewers and chat loved it, many perverts commenting on how they already came.

Black Mamba kept his pace for ten minutes before cumming inside Golden Boy's hole with a roar. He pulled out, cum still squirting from his cock and dripping out of Golden Boy's loose hole, and the two men switch places. Dragon Daddy began fucking Golden Boy's loose wet cum-full hole while Golden Boy cleaned Black Mamba's cock of his cum and Golden Boy's ass juice. Once clean, Black Mamba left to take his own potion leaving Golden Boy and Dragon Daddy by themselves. Dragon Daddy pulled Golden Boy up and they began kissing as Golden Boy wrapped his legs around Dragon's waist and arms around his neck and they began fucking that way, their lips never leaving each other's.

Black Mamba chuckled from his viewpoint and took another sip of his potion, "So fucking hot," he muttered. Dragon Daddy continued to fuck their boy until he too came inside Golden Boy. He slipped the bottom off and Golden Boy got on all fours, showing off his cum-full hole to the cameras while Black Mamba gave Dragon Daddy his second potion. Their bodies covered in sweat, the Daddies returned and grabbed Golden Boy. They transfigured his pillows into a simple bed and Dragon Daddy laid down at the edge.

Black Mamba helped lower Golden Boy onto Dragon Daddy's cock while feeding him a potion. Golden Boy felt his body shiver, energy pouring into him as his cunt felt looser than ever before. The cameras moved to get a better shot as Golden Boy laid down against Dragon Daddy's body. Black Mamba moved forward, his own cock leaking and he began pushing against Golden Boy's hole. Golden Boy moaned as the cock pressed against Dragon Daddy's and slowly enter inside. His hole stretched wider than it ever had before. It hurt so bad, his toes curled from the pain, and yet he didn't want it to stop. It felt so good and right to have both of them inside him.

Once he was fully adjusted, he looked at both his Daddies and nodded. They began to move slowly but it already had their wanted effect. Golden Boy's little dick, hard from everything, started leaking through the jockstrap. Black Mamba grunted at this and smacked Golden Boy's cock.

"Your little dickie's leaking Boy," he laughed. "You love having your Daddies in you."

"Yes Sir," Golden Boy Moaned. "Not—not gonna last long Sir."

"You don't cum till we tell you Boy," Dragon Daddy hissed. He reached over and grabbed Golden Boy's dickie. "Who does this belong to?"

"My-My Daddies," Golden Boy moaned as Dragon Daddy's cock rammed against his prostate. They kept a slow, steady pace, all three orgasms building together as their breathy moans and groans filled the room. Golden Boy's body was soaked with sweat, he could feel Dragon Daddy's sweaty body underneath him while sweat drops fell on him from Black Mamba. Sometimes he opened his mouth just to catch the sweat as the two continued to fuck him, his jockstrap soaked with precum.

The pace began to quicken, Black Mamba taking total control as he set the pace for him and Dragon Daddy to fuck their boy. Golden Boy's body began to rock with their thrusts, his body vibrating from something deep inside him as he threw his mouth open and long, slutty moans left his lips.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck yeah—Daddies Fuck me Daddies, fuck my cunt!"

"We're gonna fill your cunt with our cum, bitch," Dragon Daddy grunted. "You're gonna feel how a real man's cock feels cumming, and hold all our cum inside!"

"Yes! Yes! Please I need it," Golden Boy begged.

It wasn't long until he felt the hot jets of cum squirting from both cocks inside him. They both thrusted as deep as they could and it drove him over the edge. His own dick came, his cum leaking through the jockstrap and staining it as it dripped down.

All three physically exhausted, the two Daddies helped their boy off their cocks and quickly plugged his cum-filled hole up with a butt plug. Laying on top of each other, Golden Boy gave his Daddies lazy kisses while they shared secret smiles. He felt a sense of satisfaction and purpose. True, he did not have a real job with benefits yet, and yes he was still looking, but until then, Harry Potter supposed he could continue to have fun as Golden Boy, especially if he can bring his boyfriends in on the fun. His face still stained with Dragon Daddy's cum, now smeared around because of the kissing, Golden Boy looked at the cameras and smiled. "Merry Christmas Daddies and Masters," he said in a slutty yet cute voice. "I hope you all had fun watching. Goodbye."

THE END