I grabbed his leg as he was about halfway up. “What a view.”

He glanced back and blushed.

I rushed up behind him and hugged him. It felt good to do that. Even without the raging hard-on about to be worked out. Just holding him was like a drug to my system. Maybe that’s why the last few years had been so bleak. Nothing on my brothers and no Val to ease my thoughts. I slid my arms lower and they bumped against his erection. He was already wet with drops of pre-cum. “Val.” I wrapped my hand around his shaft and stroked him from hairy base to rounded tip. I was having a hard time thinking with each touch. He pushed back against me, the bare curves of his bottom pushing into my trousers. Bloody hell, why did I still have them on? I stroked him again, collected some liquid on my fingers and then brought it to his mouth.

Val opened wide and took my entire finger into his mouth.

“Fuck, I need to be inside you.” I tore at the buttons of my pants as Val bent over. I couldn’t even gasp a word as I tugged and the black buttons shot all over the stairs. I toed my shoes off and heard them thud as they fell down the stairs. Then I pushed him to his knees and spread his cheeks. I spit and shoved one finger into him.

Val gasped.

I moaned. There was no thought going on in my brainbox but shoving inside him and finding pleasure. How did he always make me lose my mind? I grabbed my cock at the base and squeezed. A shudder ran up my spine. “Me bloody pants!” I yelled as my finger got caught and ruined the stroke I was about to give myself.

Val chuckled.

I gave his cheek a good slap before I pushed the pants down my hips. I had to lift each leg and then I let the trousers tumble wherever the hell they wanted. I laid both hands on Val and squeezed each cheek. Every nerve in my body was clued in to the engorged cock between my legs. That was all I could think about. It was like the blood really had rushed there and now I couldn’t function properly. I spit on two fingers and slid them into Val. “I want you so bad.” I pushed them deep and quickly started a brutal rhythm. “You make me cock so bloody hard.” I spit again, using three fingers and eased them into his hole.

“Joshua!” He pushed back.

The stairs helped balance us as I fingered him. I grabbed my dick, removed my fingers, and then pressed my wrinkled tip to his entrance. I gathered all the saliva in my mouth and aimed true. Then I jerked my hips forward and entered Val. Bliss. Nirvana. Heaven. Joy. Words couldn’t describe the feeling of my cock piercing Valence. He cried out below me. I pushed forward, forcing him to take me, making sure he knew the sheer torture he gave me just by being in the same bloody room.

And that’s when Filch came barreling around the corner and got an eyeful of my bare ass. “Oy, you bloody twats!” he shouted.

“Piss off!” I yelled back and grabbed Val’s hips.

He struggled a bit, maybe because he was literally getting caught with a dick up his bottom.

I held tight, pushing my shaft deeper inside him.

“I’m blind. You bloody happy, now!” Filch mumbled.

I ignored him but was glad to hear the sound of his footsteps retreating. I didn’t care if he stood there and watched. I was not stopping this invasion.