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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/James
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
2
Views:
61,171
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Dirty thoughts surface
Pt2:
James Potter lay awake in his cold bed. His body was tense and he was way to horny to even turn on his stomach to go to sleep.
“Stop looking at me you bastard---he said looking down at the excited organ—there is no one here to pleasure you.”
“Yes there is Father…I am here to pleasure him.”
Shocked James looked up in the darkness to see the Silhouette of his son.
“Harry…what are you doing here, I’m not decent!” James grabbed the thin sheet up to his chest and immediately jumped to his feet.
“I am here to pleasure you father, anything you wish I shall grant you.”
“No son, it’s not right. What would your..”
Harry cut his fathers words off by placing a single finger on his quivering lips. He then removed the same exact finger and licked it coyly….wantonly symbolizing his wanting, his need.
“I can’t Harry, it’s not proper for us lads.”
“Nonsense father, love is proper for anyone and to express it is beautiful.”
James looked deeply into his sons eyes wanting to search within him for truths. Harry looked back into his fathers eyes showing his great need, and passion. And that’s when it began. They came together as one, their lips joining out of raw need. The blood pulsated within both of them as a thin gloss of desire covered both green eyes.
“Bloody hell, I love you father!” Harry said tearing his lips from James’ lips and placing them in the crook of his neck. Breathing heavily he responded by positioning his hips with Harry’s and moving in a slow grinding motion.
“Ahhh, Harry, Fuck…we can’t do this…” James groaned, all the while gyrating nice and slow in a clock wised motion.
Harry wasn’t letting up. His lips continued to move down his fathers body, so male and so warm. Just how he remembered. When he came across his nipple he sucked it tightly into his hungry lips. Circling his warm tongue around the tender bead James moaned out loud “OoooOooo, yes…” James’ moaned egged Harry on as he worked his way to the middle of his fathers stomach. Sucking in a deep breath James immediately pushed his head down father, startling Harry and arousing him even more.
“Have you ever done this before?”
“No father…. I haven’t. I’ve been saving myself for you.” And with that Harry’s lips swallowed his fathers cock. At first the taste was rather alarming to his virgin tongue. He sucked in some pre-cum--sugary but the meat itself salty. It was definitely something that he had to get used to, but never the less Harry worked his mouth around his fathers aroused manhood. Grabbing the top of Harry’s head James saw stars. Careful not to rush him too much he slowly glided his sons mouth up and down, pulling his dark hair up when he wanted his tongue at the tip and shoving his cock in when he wanted Harry’s tongue at the base.
“Ahhhhh, Bloody Fucking Hell, Harry I’m gonna---AHHHHH”
All of a sudden James’ load shot into Harry’s mouth, he coughed a little spitting some of the cum out of his mouth. But James wasn’t finished. Even after removing his cock sore and tender he began to squirt even more. He used the cum to glaze Harry’s lips.
“Lick my cum son, learn the right way.”
“Yes Father.”
And with that Harry lapped at his lips and sucked his fingers. James stroked his cock some more and waited for Harry to finish his load.
“Remove your pajamas son, if you enjoyed that you’ll enjoy this even more.”
Harry was soon as naked as the morning sun. Looking over his son his cock flinched. Even though Harry was definitely male he screamed Lily. James was ready, excited even take his son. “Turn over son.”
While Harry positioned his small supple bottom, James grabbed his wand and conjured a thick slick lubricant that he glazed over his manhood. Slowly he stroked up and down readying himself as he delved one finger inside of Harry preparing him.
“Father, more…” Harry moaned.
“Oh you’ll get more son, you’ll get more.”
And with that, James’ tip poked into the pink puckered hole of Harry’s anus. He pushed more and more, hungry to feel the hot heat of his son surrounding his aching flesh. James breathed slowly and deeply as he whispered to Harry “hold on” and he suddenly tore through his virgin hole.
Waking up in a panic, James’ dreamed ceased.
“Fuck.”
James Potter lay awake in his cold bed. His body was tense and he was way to horny to even turn on his stomach to go to sleep.
“Stop looking at me you bastard---he said looking down at the excited organ—there is no one here to pleasure you.”
“Yes there is Father…I am here to pleasure him.”
Shocked James looked up in the darkness to see the Silhouette of his son.
“Harry…what are you doing here, I’m not decent!” James grabbed the thin sheet up to his chest and immediately jumped to his feet.
“I am here to pleasure you father, anything you wish I shall grant you.”
“No son, it’s not right. What would your..”
Harry cut his fathers words off by placing a single finger on his quivering lips. He then removed the same exact finger and licked it coyly….wantonly symbolizing his wanting, his need.
“I can’t Harry, it’s not proper for us lads.”
“Nonsense father, love is proper for anyone and to express it is beautiful.”
James looked deeply into his sons eyes wanting to search within him for truths. Harry looked back into his fathers eyes showing his great need, and passion. And that’s when it began. They came together as one, their lips joining out of raw need. The blood pulsated within both of them as a thin gloss of desire covered both green eyes.
“Bloody hell, I love you father!” Harry said tearing his lips from James’ lips and placing them in the crook of his neck. Breathing heavily he responded by positioning his hips with Harry’s and moving in a slow grinding motion.
“Ahhh, Harry, Fuck…we can’t do this…” James groaned, all the while gyrating nice and slow in a clock wised motion.
Harry wasn’t letting up. His lips continued to move down his fathers body, so male and so warm. Just how he remembered. When he came across his nipple he sucked it tightly into his hungry lips. Circling his warm tongue around the tender bead James moaned out loud “OoooOooo, yes…” James’ moaned egged Harry on as he worked his way to the middle of his fathers stomach. Sucking in a deep breath James immediately pushed his head down father, startling Harry and arousing him even more.
“Have you ever done this before?”
“No father…. I haven’t. I’ve been saving myself for you.” And with that Harry’s lips swallowed his fathers cock. At first the taste was rather alarming to his virgin tongue. He sucked in some pre-cum--sugary but the meat itself salty. It was definitely something that he had to get used to, but never the less Harry worked his mouth around his fathers aroused manhood. Grabbing the top of Harry’s head James saw stars. Careful not to rush him too much he slowly glided his sons mouth up and down, pulling his dark hair up when he wanted his tongue at the tip and shoving his cock in when he wanted Harry’s tongue at the base.
“Ahhhhh, Bloody Fucking Hell, Harry I’m gonna---AHHHHH”
All of a sudden James’ load shot into Harry’s mouth, he coughed a little spitting some of the cum out of his mouth. But James wasn’t finished. Even after removing his cock sore and tender he began to squirt even more. He used the cum to glaze Harry’s lips.
“Lick my cum son, learn the right way.”
“Yes Father.”
And with that Harry lapped at his lips and sucked his fingers. James stroked his cock some more and waited for Harry to finish his load.
“Remove your pajamas son, if you enjoyed that you’ll enjoy this even more.”
Harry was soon as naked as the morning sun. Looking over his son his cock flinched. Even though Harry was definitely male he screamed Lily. James was ready, excited even take his son. “Turn over son.”
While Harry positioned his small supple bottom, James grabbed his wand and conjured a thick slick lubricant that he glazed over his manhood. Slowly he stroked up and down readying himself as he delved one finger inside of Harry preparing him.
“Father, more…” Harry moaned.
“Oh you’ll get more son, you’ll get more.”
And with that, James’ tip poked into the pink puckered hole of Harry’s anus. He pushed more and more, hungry to feel the hot heat of his son surrounding his aching flesh. James breathed slowly and deeply as he whispered to Harry “hold on” and he suddenly tore through his virgin hole.
Waking up in a panic, James’ dreamed ceased.
“Fuck.”