Title: Engorgio Part 6
Author: Constant Vigilance
Status: WIP
Email: tirel@pcnuthut.com

Website: https://www.angelfire.com/tv2/firebird_ascending/
Rating: NC-17 overall
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Spoilers: AU. Characters aged up to age of consent.
Warnings: Slash
Disclaimer: I own nothing. JKR is God.
Summary: Vince casts an enlargement spell…on the wrong person.
Notes: This came from a Spam Challenge on After Class @ yahoo. WittchWay had just about enough of Enlarge Your Penis! Spammers and suggested we use their nefariousness against them. I changed the pairing but the idea remains hers.

 

“All right,” Harry pulled his wand from his back pocket. “You can go ahead and change into the clothes so that I can resize them.” Draco nodded and gathered up a change of clothes in his hands. He looked at Harry in uncertainty. Harry flushed a bit. “I can turn around if you like,” he stumbled over his words a bit. “Or you could just change in the bathroom.”

 

Draco couldn’t help the tiny smile. Leave it to Harry, the only one he didn’t mind staring at him, to be worried about staring at him. But it was a sweet gesture in light of his rather shitty day. “It’s okay,” he replied softly. “I might as well get used to showing off the monstrosity.” He began removing his clothes. Granted, he really didn’t need to be shirtless, but he sort of wanted Harry to get the whole package view.

 

And it appeared that the Gryffindor was enjoying it. As Draco's creamy chest was revealed, Harry was riveted to it. His eyes took in Draco’s pale pink nipples and the downy happy trail that led into Draco's trousers. Draco found himself twisting and bending as he took his shoes off in order to give Harry the best view possible of his arse. He stood back up and stretched, reveling in Harry’s gaze on his hot skin.

 

Then he moved his fingers to his trousers. Popping the buttons, he hesitated a moment, relishing the slight intake of breath that Harry gave. He hooked his thumbs under both his trouser and pants waistband and tugged them down simultaneously. When he looked back up from kicking them off of his feet, Harry’s eyes were slightly dilated and his lashes were fluttering madly. His face had gone slack and his eyes were completely focused on Draco's cock.

 

Draco stood absolutely still for a long moment, knowing his body was betraying him by turning slightly pink in embarrassment. Harry continued to stare for a few moments longer and, just as Draco was beginning to squirm, Harry blinked and his eyes moved back up to lock onto Draco's. “You ready to play dress up?” he grinned.

 

Draco was a bit confused. Didn’t Harry like it? He said he liked big cocks. And Draco knew beyond a doubt that he did have a big cock. But Harry just stared at it. He didn’t comment at all. Was it too big? Was it funny looking? Did it curve wrong? Not enough? Too much? Was it a strange color? Did Harry not like foreskin? Maybe he just realized that the big cock was attached to Draco Malfoy. Maybe that was the problem.

 

A bit…oh, all right, extremely…saddened at this thought, Draco just forced a smile and nodded. He pulled on the pants and trousers and tugged them up on his hips. Harry cast and Draco felt the familiar tingling. A moment later and he was able to finish trying the trousers on. He buttoned them and twisted a bit to make sure that they would work and then he unbuttoned them and shucked them.

 

As he reached for the next pair of pants and trousers, he noted that Harry didn’t even bother to look at his cock this time. Nor the next. Nor the ten times after that. Finally, Draco had all he could stand. He just stopped, trousers in hand, and stared at Harry. Hurt visible on his face.

 

Harry frowned. “What’s wrong?” he asked.

 

Draco glared. “What’s wrong?” he parroted. “What’s wrong? Why aren’t you gawking at me?” Harry did a double take and let his wand fall to his side.

 

“Excuse me?” he frowned.

 

“Why are you not staring at my prick?” Draco demanded. “You are a self-proclaimed size queen, and I know I’m big enough. So, why aren’t you looking?”

 

Harry sighed and the frown disappeared. He carefully set his wand on the table next to him and moved to Draco's side. The blond watched him come closer, forgetting that he was completely nude. He stared up at Harry with pained eyes. “Why?” he whispered when Harry was close enough to touch.

 

“I thought you’d had enough of people staring at you today,” Harry said softly.

 

“I have. But they aren’t you,” Draco whined.

 

Harry chuckled slightly. “So, you don’t mind if I ogle you?”

 

“Not ogle,” Draco said hesitantly. “Just…you didn’t even say anything.”

 

Harry sighed again. “Draco. You have an amazing piece of flesh there. It’s big. It’s perfect. It’s the most astounding cock I’ve ever seen. I can hardly wait to feel it in me. But…” He paused and Draco flinched.

 

“But?” Draco repeated quietly before letting his eyes fall down to glare at his cock, wondering how the horrid thing managed to tear his dream away from him when it was so close. Harry grinned and put a gentle finger under Draco's chin, lifting his silver gaze back up.

 

“Hey,” he whispered. “We’re up here.” Draco flushed and stared into Harry’s eyes. Harry smiled affectionately. “Do you know what one part of your body I think is the most incredible?” Draco snorted and rolled his eyes. That was obvious.

 

“Exactly,” Harry agreed. Draco looked confused. Harry smiled bigger. “I love your eyes. More than any other part of your body. Including that perfect piece of meat between your legs.” Draco still looked baffled. Harry shrugged. “In the last two days, I’ve discovered something completely terrifying. Well,” he amended, “Terrifying in that it’s changed my whole view of who I am, who we are, where this is going.”

 

“What’s that?” Draco managed to whisper.

 

“I’ve discovered that, given a choice between being fucked daily on your wet dream of a cock or having you look at me with a smile in your eyes, I’d pick your eyes.” Draco blinked rapidly.

 

“So…you don’t want to…” he stuttered.

 

“Oh, hell no,” Harry grinned. “I want to. I reaaallly want to. But not at the sacrifice of your dignity or your confidence that you can be wanted for something besides your cock. It’s not worth that,” Harry shook his head decisively. Draco's eyes took on a bit of shine. If Harry hadn’t known better, he would think that they looked a bit teary. Harry kissed him softly on the forehead and stepped to the bed to pick up his wand.

 

“Now,” he smirked. “Put on the next set, you clothes horse. This is going to take all day.”