In a swift move, Potter used both hands to grab him by the waist and make him sit in one of the desks, and with a seeker's speed he grabbed Draco's cock and started jerking it. His tiny cock was completely covered by Potter's fist. In his state, Draco could do nothing but grab onto the Gryffindor's shoulders for balance as he moaned freely. All rational thought left his mind as he started thrusting into Potter's hand. It was dry and calloused and it was the best thing Draco had ever felt. He would cum in seconds, he was sure of it, and the prospect looked very appealing to him. His eyes closed when he felt on the verge of culmination, he could feel himself getting closer and closer and—