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I called Samson and told him I’m doing porn now. I should’ve called much sooner, his heat must’ve ended two days ago but I was too busy with my new job. Here was an omega friend I could relate to, who had my back. He would’ve told me all the stuff the Skeeters personnel were afraid to. Samson was shocked, of course, but then said it made sense. He was very much aware that only recessive omegas got porn deals. “I’ve got your video open now,” Samson said over the phone. “I was skeptical, but

Ericus and me body-slammed the floorboards, the portkey rattled and the jar of lacewing flies rolled over to the wall. I got to my feet first, Ericus followed slowly. We were in Gillygate's cabin and it was already pitch-black outside. Through the thin panes a litany of stars peeked out from behind long clouds. The silent man in the portrait scowled at us. Ericus took tentative, creaking steps. "I was excited to see the fabled Room of Requirement, but this… this is an entirely different buc

The next day I drove my crappy Camaro to Victus City. I was curious about Skeeters’ headquarters but it was Lanus offering to pay for my gas that was the deciding factor. “We can arrange your first scene as soon as tomorrow,” Lanus had said over the phone that morning. “I’m more than happy to drive straight to you with the contract, but we were talking, wondering if it’d be less intimidating if you came today. You said you’re not a virgin, but you’re still very young and new to this. Might

There's gonna be a few possibilities and the mate he ends up with may surprise you!

It was the weekend and my mood remained foul and miserable. Let me tell you why. While I'd not seen Quintin and Huet up close, it was only a matter of time until I passed them in the corridors, or in Hogsmeade. They'll be holding hands and kissing, proud of their cheating because look at the good it did them. Now every student at Hogwarts knew about the cheating too and indulged the sadism with their stares. Quintin and I were the longest-running gay couple here, now we're broken up an

Thanks! This one's a very smutty story, like sex in almost every chapter... but it does have plot!

I was having my first heat. Even though that damn pheromone bottle had never triggered me before – all the times I’d worn it on my skin! – someway, somehow my genetics chose that day to fuck me. I barely remember what happened. Samson jumped up and rang for help. The next instant he was unlocking the door for faceless paramedics who came in and must’ve stopped to process the situation for at least a moment. Most alpha-omega awakenings happen in bustling areas, so they’d be used to slouching

“Really, Samson? It’s eleven o’clock in the morning,” I remarked into the phone. “ Please. ” He was panting. “You don’t start work ‘til one.” “Yeah and I also need time to change and drive there. Not to mention wash your slick off me.” “ Please… ” he kept begging. “ Please… please… ” He was quiet and delirious. His breath was heavy over the phone. I heard sheets rustling as he adjusted himself, no doubt reaching down to force in multiple fingers because he proceeded with the slutt

Alphas and omegas typically get bonded and have kids young. The current generation wants to stay unmated for longer, like the betas do, but such a choice is rife with challenges. One outlet for release is alpha-omega porn. In a world where many are ruled by hormones, business is booming! However, the bonding instinct is not to be taken lightly – oftentimes it's a death sentence for many successful careers. This fic spans six months in the life of an omega pornstar!

I would've been nervous if not for the experiences I'd already had with Rod. Instead I walked quickly after Charms, a spark of lustful excitement compelling my steps. Almost blinding me. After finding the library I took a swift turn to the corner and I beat him here. I slowed to a stop and waited. Robed students passed and stole glances at me. I'm sure I was a topic of gossip. Being gay in itself is something worth being talked about amongst others, I could understand why so many students stayed

His name started with E, was it Eric? I remembered him as a quiet boy from my Transfiguration and Defence Against the Dark Arts classes. That meant he was also probably good at duelling so even as I whipped out my wand I knew there was a chance I was about to lose this fight. I pointed it at him and he startled. "I've never jinxed an unarmed opponent." I seethed while stepping forward. "Philkin, stop!" he jumped up, knocking his book and food into the dirt. "But I'm really not in the

I felt bewildered as I walked the castle halls. Wondering if I'd imagined those sexual undertones with Professor Harcourt… I must have, right? He was strict and dominant for such a young man. I thought of those dark eyes all the way to the Great Hall. Kienna's bushy hair bounced toward me and she was sucking salt off her fingertips. We stopped in the archway. "I forgot to grab Rod and then he was with his friends… those guys are all real hot and I got intimidated… they've already left for Qu

Thanks so much for such a long comment 😯 I have another three chapters pre-written after this one. I don't think the strory will get quite that sexual... but one of the upcoming chapters is sexual and something new happens in it 😆

Friday morning was the first time I crawled out the common-room and found no floating bouquet of flowers waiting for me. I stopped and frowned. I hadn't expected Quintin to give up for at least a month, but perhaps I'd been wrong. Perhaps he'd really given up. I thought again about our talk in the hospital wing as I made my way down for breakfast. A pair of Slytherins glared and I had to resist glaring back. I was fine with ignoring them, but one more 'mud-blood' comment would mean a Pimple Jinx

I was naked and kneeling on Gillygate's bed. Rod was also naked and standing, stroking his big cock with one hand and holding his wand in the other. That devilish smirk and athletic body got me instantly hard whenever I saw it. He lifted his wand "Incarcerous." Ropes whipped out and bound my arms tightly to my body. I was gagged, bending over while my cock throbbed. "That's a nice look for you, Philkin." Rod spoke while stroking himself. My voice was muffled, I struggled against the

I made it to my second class, Defence Against the Dark Arts. When lunch came around I took myself down to the lakeside, leaning against the old fig tree and staring out at the far waters. I didn't feel in the mood for eating. After tossing a spare scroll of parchment some feet away I had my wand out to practice that spell again. "Avenseguim!" I tried flicking my wand the way I'd been shown, the paper whipping up before dropping down again. "Philkin," Kiena appeared around the trunk and c

I sent myself to the hospital wing on Wednesday morning, like a big idiot. I was all dressed to have breakfast in the Great Hall, made my way out of Hufflepuff's badger-crawl space. Already wasn't in a good mood when I saw another floating bouquet of flowers drifting by the barrels. Daisies. I whipped my wand out, again my spell had more juice to it than necessary. "Confringo!" The flowers exploded into fire. I was standing too close, blown off my feet and burned. Evidently the barrels w

Transfiguration was taught in a large and bright classroom by Professor Harcourt, he was the youngest teacher I'd seen at Hogwarts but exceptionally talented and intelligent. He was the least authoritarian and most popular among the students, notably the girls. His face was slightly unshaven but neat, he was of average height and stature but good to look at. Despite his easy-going nature he never let students off the hook when it came to homework and didn't tolerate noise above a certain level i

Thanks! I still have quite a few chapters pre-written and I'll let everyone know when I'm getting to the end of my pre-written stuff.

"I can't believe you." Kiena was part scandalized but also impressed as we left her History of Magic classroom and headed to lunch. "You can't believe the beater for the Gryffindor Quidditch team beat my ass?" I was blushing as I said it. The look she gave me was now also mixed with outrage. We had a weird sense of humour. Occasionally I liked to shock her like that, toss out an inappropriate comment like a grenade. After entering the Great Hall we sat with some fellow Hufflepuff acquain

I was thinking a lot about Rod the evening and night after we fucked. I was sure that after becoming another of his conquests I'd be given the cold shoulder of indifference and be ignored. I was surprised he might want to fuck me again, I was also surprised by how much I enjoyed myself. How addicting; I almost put myself in another frenzy by remembering it. I was thinking about Quintin an equal amount. I felt slightly better about things after having sex – great sex – with another guy. It still

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After classes I raced to the common-room to shower, then jogged out the castle and to the Quidditch pitch. My own house, the Hufflepuffs were just kicking off the ground for practice. Rod was there waiting for me, hands in pockets and a loop of hair over his forehead. He was leaning against a post and smirked at the sight of me. My mouth went dry and pulse quickened at the sight of how hot he was. My lust was like a hungry monster scratching to get out of me. "About time. Follow me." He led

Hey guys 😀 First of all, don't take this as a nag. It's really not meant to be. But the daily updates only take place if the most recent chapter gets comments on it. Otherwise updates take at least a week. While I have quite a few chapters pre-written, more time to write them means the updates are likely to be longer. So guess that's up to you. Anyway as this story is much more relaxed I'm open to a heap of suggestions. Including spell recomendations or character inserts. Or any aspect of the Harry Potter universe you'd like to see more of. You can tell me whatever you like and I'll have a think about how or if it can fit into the atmosphere of my personal story. Also if anyone wants to try their hand at writing something similar I will follow your work and maybe even do guest appearances for your characters! 😁 . ✨ . 🧙‍♂️ . 🎆 G ι l l γ g α τ ε 🔮 . 🧙‍♀️ . 🌌 .

I managed to start my Transfiguration report. I did see Quintin in the Great Hall and although he cast miserable looks in my direction he didn't approach me. Seemed like he wasn't going to, I tried to push him out of my mind. While Rodney was an electrifying new possibility, I wasn't sure how to speak to him when he was always surrounded by a gang of rowdy Gryffindors. I hadn't exactly been welcoming to the stud, but at the time I needed to make sure he stayed away and didn't sweep me into tempt