How Severus Spends His Summer Hols

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As soon as the tent flap was closed Harry went to his knees and placed his hands on Severus’ hips, his face scant inches away from the heaviness of Sev’s sex. Harry closed his green eyes and leaned forward to place a kiss along the outline of the denim encased prick. Severus could feel Harry’s lips and his hot breath through the fabric and a shudder ran through his muscles. He reached one hand down and pulled the spectacles from Harry’s face and set them in a pouch hanging just inside the doorway. He threaded his fingers through that unruly hair and tugged gently, tilting Harry’s head back so he could look into his face.


Harry looked up at his Master with total devotion written across his face, he smiled and ran his tongue along his bottom lip.


“Strip for me Harry,” Severus said quietly as he helped the younger man to his feet.


Harry nodded and slowly peeled his tee shirt up and off of his torso, revealing the flat tummy, dusky pink nipples, the little dip above his collarbones that Severus so enjoyed to kiss and tongue, he revealed his newly pierced belly button and then ran his fingers lightly from his neck to the buttons on his low slung jeans.


Severus reached out to stop him for a moment and pinched Harry’s nipples between his fingers, pulling the younger man to him by those sensitive nubbins. A low moan passed Harry’s lips as his prick responded with a little jump.


“Are they tenderer now than they were, boy?” Severus asked huskily as Harry squirmed while he rolled the erect flesh between thumb and forefinger.


“Oh yes Master,” Harry breathed as his eyes half closed and he moved with Severus’ hands, his focus solely on both nipples as it felt like currents of passion ran straight from his chest to his swelling cock. They’d never been this sensitive before.


Severus smirked and leaned down to close his mouth over one and suckle gently while continuing to play with the other. Harry’s head went back and his hands came up to wind in his lover’s head. Severus placed his other hand on the small of Harry’s back to keep him still as he nipped and worried the little bit of flesh between his teeth and lips, Harry crying out and writhing. He was careful to keep from causing too much pressure, even though he wanted to bite down and pull at Harry’s nipples, wanted to make him come just from that. He pulled back, releasing the nipple with a pop, and looked down at a panting Harry.


“How does that feel baby?” he chuckled as he ran his fingers lightly along Harry’s trembling stomach, he could feel the muscles fluttering under his fingertips.


“Oh Sev please just take me now.” Harry whimpered his back arching and his hips rocking.


“Noooo not yet baby, you haven’t stripped for me.” He answered and swatted Harry’s bottom and stepped back.


Harry bit his lower lip and ran his trembling fingers down to the button of his jeans and slowly undid them, pushing the loose pants down slowly over his hips, his breath catching raggedly as his cock was caught for a moment and then popped free to stand straining before his lover. Harry bent at the waist to push the material over the swell of his bottom, his hips thrusting forward at the brush of his fingers on his heated skin. He pushed the pants to the floor and stepped out of them, standing before his Master shaking.


Severus smiled, his own prick coming to life at the sight.


“Turn around Harry, show me yourself.” He instructed gently. With an aroused whimper Harry turned his body and bent slightly.


He spread his legs and ran one hand along his cleft and parted his arse cheeks, and with his other hand he reached up between his thighs and began to run a finger along his puckered entrance. He teased himself with his fingertip as Severus watched, his hips rocking slightly, pushing back to impale himself. He used his first two fingers to gently open and expose the delicate pink just inside the ring of muscle. Severus reached forward and thrust a slicked finger into the opened orifice, Harry keened and his stomach lurched at the welcomed intrusion.


“How’s that Harry?” Severus asked as he fingered the boy as he held his hole open for his Master. Harry’s thighs shook as Severus added a second finger, he fought to stay still, his inner muscles clenching and releasing wanting nothing more than to wrap themselves around the organ swollen and heavy between Severus’ legs.


“More…..” Harry panted, his fingers stretching himself wider, offering more, his other hand slipping down to help him hold himself open and ready as Severus explored his property thoroughly and deeply.


Severus noticed that the other man was opening and relaxing faster than he had before, he thought to himself to ask Max if Harry’s hips had been a problem before. He worked in a third finger and began to fuck Harry’s arse faster, pushing up against his treasure spot deep inside, not relenting as Harry’s prick began to leak a steady stream of precum down to drip between his feet. He milked Harry’s gland as he reached around and rolled one of his nipples in his other hand.


Harry pushed himself back on those fingers, his own fingers now digging almost cruelly into his flesh, his fingertips sliding into his hole against Severus’ fingers. Cries continuously coming out of his mouth now, his eyes half closed, his mouth open, a single silvery thread trailing from his lower lip.


With his other hand, Severus liberally poured massage oil over Harry’s quivering entrance and his own hand. Harry’s pleas and whimpers were music to his ears as he pushed his pinkie into his little body and thrust up to his knuckles into Harry’s heat. Harry bent lower and his head drooped, he was fighting to stay standing now, his legs shaking so hard they threatened to collapse with each heartbeat.


Severus gave a guiding push with the hand that was in his love and aimed him to the cot. Harry shuffled slowly, each step working his hole down more on that long fingered hand. He stopped, his knees touching the edge of the cot, his chest heaving as he waited for instruction. Severus whipped his wand out of his back pocket and quickly transfigured the cot to a sturdier bed.
“Get on the bed Harry, on your hands and knees for me.” He instructed as he slipped his fingers from the gaping hole. Harry reluctantly pulled his own fingers away as he crawled onto the bed as instructed.


“Did you know you are you beautiful?” Severus asked as he slipped out of his own clothes and sat down next to Harry, pulling one of his bags onto the bed with him.


Harry lowered his eyes modestly, “Thank you, Master; I am happy I please you.”


Severus reached out and took Harry’s chin in his hand and turned his face so he could kiss the young man tenderly. He lay back onto the bed, pulling Harry down on top of him, forgetting the bag that was beside him. Harry landed on him, a leg on either side of his waist, his arse nestled against Severus’ cock. He moaned and moved a bit, just rubbing his puckered lips along the great length of his Master, causing the other man to groan in pleasure.


Harry felt Severus grab his hips and move him up a bit, the younger man’s leaking prick dragging a trail of precum along Severus’ flat stomach, his hips thrusting him against the flat abdomen.


Severus thrust his hips up, he was losing his control as he was captivated by the little mewling noises Harry was making as his cock twitched and his hole quivering in need.


“Oh fuck…fuck..Harry…”Severus moaned as he thrust up once more and the head of his cock breached Harry without warning. Harry shrieked loudly at the surprise and his eyes flew open to stare into Severus’ wide open obsidian eyes. His fingers dug into Sev’s shoulder fiercely, his breath coming in pants as Severus stayed as still as he could, his hands around Harry’s waist.


“Hold on baby,” Severus soothed as he started to lift Harry off of his cock, he didn’t want to trust his hips to move, afraid that instead of pulling out, he’d slam into his love.


Harry’s mouth was open in an O of surprise as his arse muscles clamped down…yes….this was what he wanted. Why was Sev pulling him off? Shaking his head no, unable to form the words, he slapped the hands away from his waist and rocked his hips experimentally. Didn’t hurt. He looked down and smirked at the look on his Master’s face as he felt the tight churning of his insides around his prick.


“Harry….what do you….” Severus began just as Harry gave him a devil may care grin and sat up straight, sliding all the way down to feel the wiry brush of Severus’ thatch of black hair and the swell of the man’s bollocks nestled up in his cleft. Severus shuddered and howled at the entry, his back arching and hands grabbing for Harry again.


Harry rested for a moment, getting used to the feeling of fullness, he bounced a little, eliciting whimpers and cries from his older lover. Severus brought his knees up behind Harry and let his lean back against his thighs, one hand wrapped loosely around Harry’s weeping cock. He gave it a gentle squeeze and watched Harry toss his head back in pleasure.


“Harry…what on earth are you doing?” Severus demanded as Harry began to rock from side to side and back and forth on his aching cock.


Harry brought his head forward and opened one eye and looked at Severus.


“I think Professor, the masses call this fucking.” He smirked and began to ride him faster. He opened both eyes and saw the concern that was on his lover’s face, he stopped for a moment. He knew it was very unusual for him to be able to take Sev without a lot of pushing, but it just felt different now, granted the man was still huge, but it didn’t feel like it was going to split him in half anymore at entry.


“Sev, it feels so good, I’m okay, honest.” Harry said as he tried to reassure the man. He reached out and put his Master’s hands on his hips and braced his hands on the man’s shoulders and began to rise up and drop himself back down on him. A lazy, cat ate the canary smile spread across his face as a new warmth and set of tremors swept through him.


Cocking one eyebrow at him and chuckling, Severus began to thrust up into the man, bouncing him up and down easily; he could feel there was something different now. Harry was more relaxed, more open to him, hell he was randier than ever as he bounced faster, rubbing his prostate on the head of Sev’s cock.


Harry’s moans got steadily louder, joined with those of the older man under him when Severus pulled him down into his arms and rolled in a mighty effort, putting Harry under him. He rose up onto his knees, lifting Harry’s legs and putting them up over his shoulders. Harry’s hands roamed over his chest and began to pluck and pull at his own nipples, Severus’ eyes darkening in lust as he watched the wanton little slut under him. Harry was totally debauched and needy, his hole tightly clenched and milking the cock buried deep inside of him. He looked up and met Sev’s eyes, holding his gaze as he dropped one hand from his nipples to stroke a finger across the weeping slit of his cock, gathering precum, and then bringing the glistening fingertip to his mouth to suck it between bite swollen lips.


Severus groaned and thrust as he watched Harry milk the fluid from his slit and suck it from his fingers over and over, his eyes staying locked with the older man. The lust, love, and need in his eyes was naked and exposed for the other man to feast upon.


“Stroke your cock Harry,” he grunted as he fucked him faster, feeling the tightness beginning to grow in the small of his back, his balls swinging and slapping against Harry’s arse with each stroke, the wet sound of flesh on flesh loud in the still summer air. Harry’s cries rending his ears as his boy bucked his hips wildly under the pounding of his arse. Severus could hear his own cries getting louder as Harry clenched and milked the impending orgasm from him.


With one last pounding thrust, Severus pushed himself in deep into the hungry heat of his lover and rocked his hips trying to crawl inside him as spurt after spurt emptied from him. He closed his hand over Harry’s and quickly stroked and squeezed him to orgasm, the seed shooting to land by Harry’s collarbone, the boy arching his back and jamming himself down harder on Sev’s still hard cock.


“Severusssssssssssss. …….”he screamed once as his eyes rolled back into his head and his body went limp under the other man.


Severus himself collapsed bonelessly over Harry’s body, panting, trying to catch his breath as his racing heart started to slow. His long hands stroked Harry’s face and sides as he lay there half over him, murmuring his love and devotion to the younger man as he began to stir.


“Oh my Gods Severus…” Harry began as he rubbed the other man’s shoulder. “that was incredible. It’s never felt like that before.” He closed his eyes and swallowed, his inner muscles still clenching and unclenching in spasms.


Severus opened one black eye and nodded in agreement.


“It seems realigning those sexy hips of yours, Mr. Potter, has had more than one benefit.” He snorted as he rearranged his body to lie beside Harry and pulled him into his arms. “Now I want a nap and you just volunteered as my teddy bear.”


Harry turned his head enough to kiss his lover and then set an alarm on his wand. He happily nestled down into Severus’ arms only to feel one strong hand on his hip holding him still for a moment, then felt the head of Sev’s not quite soft yet cock nudge at his relaxed entrance. With a smile and a throaty purr, he moved back and slowly impaled himself on him Master and then closed his eyes to rest.


Severus wrapped an arm around him, the other being used as Harry’s pillow, his cock nice and warm where it belonged, he smiled tiredly; all was good.