A Lesson He'll Never Forget

Notes : This is a continuation of the Lesson series. It is the second part of a three part series. This story has been revised and separated into sections instead of the format it was previously in. I hope it’s a little better than it was. Enjoy.

The twins were yet again under their favorite tree by the lake. They were coming up with new ideas for their joke shop. Things their mother would kill them for even thinking.

Fred had put up a flier in the common room. It had announced that anyone who submits an idea to them, if the idea was used, they would be given partial credit.

Hermione had ripped down the first few, then gave up when she woke up the next morning and they were covering every inch of the walls in the common room. Each of the boys now had a stack of papers in their hands, skimming through their fellow Gryffindors’ ideas.

"What about this one?" George showed one to Fred.

"Perfect!" his twin said, "We'll make a proto-type and test it out on Severus!"

George cringed at the mention of his professor's name. Though it had been months since Severus had touched him, he was still recovering. "I'd rather not try it out on him, Fred." George looked fearfully at his brother.

Fred eyed him curiously. "Ever since the day he held you back, you've been acting weird. What happened?"

George looked away, ashamed. "Nothing Fred. Nothing happened."....

|o|

Severus Snape sat at his desk grading papers. He was very grouchy lately. George had been avoiding him. He loved the boy, but he also loved hurting him.

His mind wandered back to the glorious afternoon a few months earlier when he had actually had George. The forcefulness he had that day, the power he had over the strong young man. He could feel his groin stir as he remembered.

He slowly slid his hand under his robes, as he had done so many times since that day thinking about George. He undid his pants and slowly began to stroke himself, gasping and moaning. He liked to imagine it was George's hand, being forced to caress his growing shaft.

"Oh gods," he mumbled as he continued his stroking.

He remembered the look of fear on the boy's face, the cries of pain and the tears. Oh how good the redhead's tight ass had felt around his hard shaft. He could feel himself getting closer to cumming, drawing his climax out.

Severus was too busy pleasing himself to hear the footsteps approaching, and of course, he hadn't locked the door. He moaned loudly, saying George's name as he always did during his release, over and over again. Before he could finish, he heard a voice. He opened his eyes to an unexpected sight.

"You sick fuck!" said the boy in front of him. "You'll pay for that!"...

|o|.

George turned away from Fred.

"I know something happened, George," Fred said, getting increasingly angry. "You better fucking tell me!"

George refused to look his twin in the eye. "Nothing happened, I told you. He asked about missing ingredients." George knew there had been no ingredients, Severus had never mentioned them again.

"Bullshit." Fred hit George in the arm. "Fucking tell me!"

George turned and fwapped him. "Don't fucking hit me!" he growled at Fred, who continued to hit him.

"Tell me, George!" he yelled.

"Ow! Fuck! Stop!" George cowered as he was hit, not bothering to try and hit back. "Fine! Fuck! I'll tell you! Stop fucking hitting me! Shit!"

Fred stopped hitting him, waiting for his brother to speak. George took a deep breath.

"He raped me.," he said looking away. He was too ashamed to even look at him.

"He fucking what?!" Fred's face turned purple. Without waiting for a response from George, he stood up. "That slimy, greasy haired, fucking prick! He'll fucking pay!" Fred walked off furious.

George just sat there, petrified, unable to move or speak.

Fred walked the halls, cursing at random people. He had no clue where he was going and only looked up when he reached a door. Severus’ office. He heard moans on the other side, heard his brother's name being called.

He gritted his teeth and opened the door to see Severus pleasing himself. He didn't even hear himself speak, but what he did next, he would never forget.

|o|

Severus dropped his hardened cock, gasping at Fred's words. He didn't even have time to collect his thoughts before Fred lunged at his desk. He jumped out from behind it and made for the door. The twin had blocked his only exit, locking the door and smirking.

"Do you know what I do to people who hurt my brother, Professor?"

Severus saw the look of hate on Fred's face. He stuttered, not knowing what to say. "N...no Mr. Weasley. What would make you think I would hurt your brother?"

He bit down on his lip as Fred answered then walked toward him. All he could think about was how he was going to talk his way out of this one. Severus backed away from Fred, his jaw dropped.

"I swear, nothing happened!" He was usually so good at lying, so cool, collected. He had no idea why he was cowering under this boy.

Severus backed into the wall, gasping. When he realized his pants were undone, his member still out, he looked down, moving his hands to put himself away. Fred noticed this and reached a hand forward, pushing his away.

Severus grunted as his hands were pinned to the wall. He struggled as Fred pressed against him, grinding. Severus winced as Fred leaned in and whispered in his ear. He knew what was coming next, which he dreaded.

He grunted as he was thrown onto the same desk he had bent George over. The grown man felt about to cry as his clothing was ripped from him. This boy, the twin of the one he loved, the one he lusted after, had so much control over him at that moment.

He felt something hit the back of his head, causing him to see stars, then he felt the intense pain.

|o|

Fred growled as he ran at the desk. He couldn't believe the asshole was denying that any of it happened.

"Do you really think George would lie about something like that? To me?" He loved the fear he was instilling in this man, someone everyone knew, respected. He smirked as he advanced on him, pinning Severus between himself and the wall.

"Is this what you did to him? Hmm?" He let his hand fall to Severus’ groin, rubbing him roughly.

"Did you enjoy taking advantage of him? Hurting him?" His rubbing became rougher as he noticed the bulge growing under his hand.

"Did you kiss him?" he said as he moved his lips to Severus’, barely brushing against them, teasing him, then moving them back to his ear.

"Well, I won't give you that pleasure," he growled as he threw Severus, watching him land on the desk.

"You like that?" he asked as he ripped his clothing away. "How does it feel? Hmm? You dirty fucking asshole!"

Fred dropped his pants, thinking to himself that this piece of shit doesn't even deserve for him to remove any of his own clothing. He smacked him on the back of the head, right before he thrust into him as hard as he possibly could, harder than he had ever thrust into any of the girls he had been with.

The man repulsed him, but the control turned him on, allowed him to become aroused. He couldn't believe that he, being straight, he was pulling this off.

He moaned, continuing his deep, hard thrusts, making sure to hurt the worthless excuse for a human being in front of him. He wanted him to hurt more than George had, so much more. He hoped Severus would never recover.

|o|

Severus now knew the pain he had inflicted on George. The intense pain that made his vision grey around the edges. The pain soon turned into pleasure, the waves washing over him like nothing he had ever felt before. The only way to make sure Fred continued was to make him think that he was in pain.

He grunted and cried out, trying his hardest not to push his ass back onto Fred's hardened cock. "Please....stop.....I..I'm sorry," he begged.

But oh, he was not sorry. Oh no. This was driving him to want to hurt George even more. Not to get revenge, not even for the sheer pleasure of hurting him. It wasn't even the fact that he loved him and wanted to be with him.

His new goal, his drive, was to hurt George to get to Fred. To make Fred hurt him. It was the only way he could feel this again, this intense...pleasure, this...passion.

He cried out again, forcing a yelp and tears. He now knew that all his Death Eater training had paid off, his skills at fooling others, making them think something that was not true. He was faking Fred out, making him think he wasn't enjoying this. In all his years of torturing boys and men, he had never thought to reverse the tables, be the tortured one.

He chanced a glance back at Fred noticing his eyes were closed and a smirk head settled on his lips. With each thrust Severus’ cock was growing harder, wishing for it's own release as he felt Fred getting closer to his. He knew who he'd be thinking of after Fred left. But he would be saying someone else's name.

|o|

As Fred drew nearer to climaxing, he became even more rough, pulling Severus’ hips back hard with every thrust. He leaned down and smacked him in the back of the head once more when he began to beg for it to end. Fred was in no mood to hear this fucker complain, not after what he had done to George.

Every time Severus cried out, he would slow down, drawing out his own pleasure, making Severus suffer. His thrusts were deep and hard, yet slow. He was violent, even more so than Severus had been with his brother.

Fred knew he was about to cum, but he was trying to hold it in as long as he possibly could. His legs began to shake, he bit down on his lip hard, so hard he drew blood. The coppery taste in his mouth drove him wild with passion, making his climax even more enticing.

His release was sweet, it was ecstasy. He came deep inside Severus, thrusting a few more times. He pushed himself away from the man in front of him, pulling his cock out of his ass.

As he reached down to pull up his pants he sneered, then buttoned them. He had a look of satisfaction on his face as he looked at the broken man, flung over his own desk. He fwapped him one last time.

"You leave my brother alone, you sick fuck," he said then walked out, never realizing just how much his potion's master had actually enjoyed the violation.

|o|

Severus stifled a moan as Fred's thrusts got harder. He could not let the boy see how much he was enjoying this. He cried out again, getting hit in the back of the head, once again seeing stars, yet growing harder and getting closer to climaxing himself. He gripped the sides of the desk, putting on quite a show.

His groin ached, his hard cock crying out for attention, to be touched. He wouldn't dare reach his hand down, stroke himself, please himself. No, if he did that, Fred would know he was enjoying it. All he could do was lay there, his face smashed into the desk, he ass being pounded by Fred.

A soft moan escaped his lips as Fred came inside him. He whined in ‘pain’, hoping the boy hadn't heard the moan. As Fred thrusted a few more times, Severus released on the desk, praying the Weasley boy was ignoring his groans.

As the boy pushed away, Severus lay there motionless, waiting for him to go so he could clean up and get dressed with at least some of his dignity intact. The last thing he needed was for Fred to see that he had cum, that just the thought of Fred had made him release. The harsh words, the pain...

He glanced back at the twin as he was doing up his pants, noticing the smirk. He winced and faked a few tears as he was once more fwapped, also enjoying it and growing slightly hard again. Fred scowled at him then walked out the door, leaving him there, naked and bent over the desk.

|o|

Fred did up his pants and walked out of the room as quickly as he could, not bothering to look back. He knew every time he saw the man now he would remember what had happened. He could not believe what he had just done. He was utterly disgusted with himself.

He ran to the bathroom and puked up his lunch, then stood under the streaming water of the shower for a half hour, scalding and scouring himself as clean as he could. When he was somewhat satisfied he dried off and dressed, walking back out into the halls and through the oak doors in the Entrance Hall. He walked back to the tree by the lake, finding George where he had left him.

Fred choked back tears, hating himself. As he approached his brother, he pulled himself together.

"Alright, Georgie?" he said lightly, hoping his twin wouldn't notice the slight quiver in his voice.

George eyed him curiously. "Yeah..fine...Where have you been? You've been gone for almost two hours!"

Fred sat and leaned back against the trunk of the tree. "Nowhere Georgie, I've been nowhere." He sighed and closed his eyes.

George prodded him and he answered without opening them. "What now?"

George continued to eye him. "Tell me...NOW."

George didn't usually get forceful with Fred, but this occasion called for it. He waited for Fred to answer, growing angry himself. Fred opened his eyes and stared blankly at his twin.

"Let's just say, the Potion's Master won't be bothering you anymore." He forced a weak smile then sifted through more of the papers they had been looking through earlier.

George blinked then stared at him. "Fred...y..you didn't..? Did you?"

Fred flinched. "Drop it," he said and turned away. "Now, about these ideas." He changed the subject and never mentioned it again. He was just content to know that George would be safe from Severus.

|o|

Severus listened as the boy left, sighing with relief as he heard the door close with a click. He lifted himself from the desk with a smirk and proceeded to clean himself and dress.

"Well, well," he muttered under his breath. "Seems as though Mr. Weasley," e paused and snickered before continuing, "has repaid me for the violation of his brother."

He found it amusing that something borne from hate and revenge could please him so much. He knew, although he would wait a few months, that he would call George to him once more, hoping Fred would find out and pay him another visit.

He licked his lips, planning every last detail of his next encounter with the fiery redhead, growing hard again. He sat behind his desk, and once more, slid his hand down his pants, only this time, he thought not only of George, but of Fred as well, both of them together. He bit his lip as he felt his release upon him. This time he had locked the door, but he still opened a cautious eye before proceeding.

When he was satisfied that he was alone, he let loose, stroking madly and moaning loudly. Instead of moaning one name, he moaned two, reveling in the fact that he could fantasize about the twins, knowing what each of them felt like. His eyes rolled back in his head and he swore to himself as he came, that he would have them both, at the same time, together.

Ah yes, Severus Severus had a new fantasy. He did not just dream about George Weasley anymore, but of his brother as well. His twin. They would be there, just to please him.