How Severus Spends His Summer Hols

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Severus woke up to Max shaking his shoulder lightly; he pulled away and tightened his hold on the man in his arms, nestling his face against the back of his neck.


“Gerroff…” he mumbled as he made shooing and brushing motions with one hand and then wrapped that arm around Harry’s waist again.


“Get your lazy ass up Sev,” Max laughed as he looked down at the intertwined limbs of his stark naked friends, one not even wearing socks.


“No,” was the answering grunt, “I am perfectly content to stay here, now go away or I shall hex you.”


“Nope, Damon sent me to get your decadent ass out of bed, well I guess it should be to get your decadent ass out of Harry,” Max snorted as he sat down and waited in amusement as Harry began to stir from the sounds of their voices.


Harry opened his eyes and squinted, why was Sev talking to Max? They were still in bed and naked. He woke up a little bit more and it dawned on him that Max was in their tent talking to Severus and they were starkers for all to see. He quickly tried to reach down and snag the sheet with his fingers only to have Severus pin him back down again.


“Sev, please, he can see us..” Harry whispered, his eyes shut tight as the older man threw a leg over top of Harry’s thigh, Harry’s hands moving to cover himself.


“It’s alright Bit, I can’t see you like that, and well as for your eloquent lover, seen it all before.” Max said trying to lessen the other man’s mortification a degree.


Severus sighed mightily and finally opened his eyes. He turned onto his back, grimacing as his now flaccid cock slipped from its little hidey hole between Harry’s cheeks. This had better be good he thought, reaching down and giving himself a good scratch as he glared at Max balefully.


“What? I was busy, what was so important?” he demanded as he covered himself with the corner of the sheet Harry had managed to pull up over them.


“No need to get all huffy.” Max grinned as he stood up. “Damon just wanted me to let you two know that dinner will be ready soon and some of the groups are getting together tonight to party over on the far side of our area.”


“Tell them we’ll be there to eat, but Harry is needed here instead of helping Grant tonight.” Severus said as he picked up one of Harry’s sandals and threw it at the big red head.


“Hey Sev,” Max said as he ducked the flying footwear, “Bit’s already knocked up; you can’t get him anymore pregnant.” He ducked out of the tent laughing as the other shoe flew out after him accompanied by a good-natured roar from his friend.


Harry lay there trying to decide if he should just die of embarrassment or laughter, he hadn’t quite decided when Severus put a hand on his shoulder and turned him onto his back. Looking down at him with beetle black eyes, Severus grinned lecherously and flung the sheet off of his body. Harry giggled at the antics, but the giggles quickly became a sob of pleasure as Severus leaned over him and took his soft prick and bollocks all into his mouth at once, suckling gently at the tender flesh.


Harry’s arms jerked up to cross over his chest as Severus took his breath away. He could feel himself starting to respond, his back arching at the touch of his Master’s hand on one hip.


Severus could feel the velvety softness of Harry’s smaller cock starting to firm on his tongue as he let the younger man’s balls slip from between his lips. He liked to be able to surprise him like this once in awhile, he loved feeling Harry respond and his flesh waken in his mouth. He slowly drew back, dragging his lips along the soft skin of his swelling shaft, he loved the taste of his Harry, he always had a sweetness about him, probably from all the M&M’s he ate. He chuckled, smirking as the vibrations caused Harry to arch and whimper, his fists clutching the bed clothes as his head was tipped back.


His Harry was such a lovely toy to play with, always so responsive to touch. Severus explored that avenue now as he lightly raked his teeth along the swollen length, eliciting a whimpered curse and a plea for him to not to stop. He drew up along the length, suckling harder, as Harry’s tip escaped his lips, there was an audible pop in the air followed by a frantic whimper from the young man.


“Please..”


Severus bent his head back down to task and began to lick and nibble along the vee of Harry’s groin, following up to the curve of his hip suckling and leaving small marks of love in his wake. He tenderly licked and kissed around Harry’s newly pierced belly button, quietly whispering an incantation to heal the wounded flesh. Then taking the little charm in his teeth, he tugged and worried at it, while Harry rocked his hips, rubbing his wet prick against his Master’s cheek.


No words came from Harry, just formless whimpers and moans as Severus took him deep into his mouth again, burying his large nose into that little thatch of trimmed hair that framed the pretty little cock. He swallowed, letting the muscles of his throat contract and squeeze his love, chuckling again as he heard his cry out his name. He took his hands from Harry’s hips to allow him to move freely now and with three of his fingers, he breached the relaxed pucker that waited for attention.


Harry tossed his head from side to side, his body riding wave after wave of sensation as Severus toyed with him. He spread his thighs more at the touch of his Master’s fingers at his entrance, his cries getting sharper and coming faster as those long fingers slid in.


He threaded his fingers in Severus’ long black hair as it pooled onto his belly, so careful not to pull or force his Master’s head.


Severus pulled his swollen lips from Harry’s throbbing cock once more and reached into the bag behind him and pulled out a small chrome egg shaped toy. He grinned at Harry, who looked at him with large round eyes, and pulled his fingers from his body, only to replace them quickly, this time pushing the device up snug against Harry’s gland.


Harry looked up at Severus as he writhed on his fingers; he had an idea as to what was going to happen here. He whimpered as he felt the vibrations begin deep inside him against his prostate.


“How’s that pet?” Severus asked as he toyed with the remote, moving out of the way as Harry’s hip jerked up uncontrollably.


A guttural scream was the only reply as Harry felt his prick jerk from the assault on his inner gland. His slightly gaping hole visibly opening and closing in need as Severus played with him. His body shook and violently twisted as his prick was once again swallowed into the wet heat of his Master’s mouth, long fingers rocking that buzzing egg against his little spot inside. Howls and moans ripped from his body as Severus suckled harder, demanding every drop of essence that could be drawn from Harry’s form. The flow of his precum heavy and thick on Severus’ tongue.


Harry’s fingers wound tighter in the black strands as he felt the orgasm starting in his toes and rush through his body like a tidal wave, the force of it curling his body around Severus, his mouth forced open in a soundless scream of excruciating pleasure.


The first volley of come nearly choked Severus as Harry lost all threads of his reality and thrust his cock as deep as he could between those thin lips, recovering quickly, Severus swallowed and flicked the egg off as he became aware Harry’s prick was only twitching now without anything coming forth, his body still trying to give his Master everything it could.


Harry lay there in a shuddering sprawl as Severus gently cleaned him as he murmured soothing words to him. Gently him with loving touches over too sensitive skin, his body twitching and jerking as the wet flannel was moved over it.


Harry opened his eyes and looked up into his Master’s face, seeing the smirk playing over his lips, and he reached out, pulling Severus’ hand to his lips, kissing the potion stained fingers reverently.


“Thank you Sir,” he whispered, shifting his hips as he got comfortable, all too aware the egg was still buried deep within. Oh he had a really good idea as to what his love had planned for the evening and he’d admit he was turned on by the idea even if it scared him a little in its daring.


“Did my boy enjoy that?” Severus mocked as he traced his fingers along Harry’s flushed cheek, gently drawing his thumb across his lower lip. Harry nodded as he took the pad of his thumb between his lips and nipped and sucked at it.


Severus smirked with a playfully evil grin on his narrow face, and finished cleaning Harry up. He pulled a narrow leather strap with snaps at both ends from the same bag the egg came from and showed it to Harry. Harry only closed his eyes and giggled, this was definitely going to be a fun evening, he knew he could trust Severus to keep him from humiliating himself in public. The taller man would simply apparate them out of the situation if it became that heated.


Severus ran the strap behind Harry’s hairless sac and drew it up around his flaccid member, fastening it tightly. Not only would it keep him from becoming erect, he’d have a hell of a package to sport in whatever his Master chose for him to wear.


Severus looked down and smiled at the younger man, giving his bound bits a gentle squeeze, then helping him up from the bed. Leaving him to sit, he picked out clothes for them both and had Harry get dressed, his jeans were low slung on his hips, leaving his belly button bared, the waistband barely riding his newly widened hips. At the sound of a sucked in breath of surprise from the older man, Harry knew without a shadow of a doubt that he looked good enough to eat. The denim hugged his prick, leaving everything nicely outlined for view.


He grinned, his green eyes twinkling at his Master, he felt like such a little slut, and he knew Sev loved it. The shirt was a tighter fitting tee shirt and hugged his torso nicely, the hem not quite reaching the band of his jeans. He would wait until he was outside to put his shoes on, he had to find the sandal Severus had aimed at Max.


He looked at his Master and licked his lips, the tall man was in a pair of black leather pants and a royal blue tank top…fitted. His black hair hung loosely down over his shoulders until he reached up and pulled it back to fasten with a silver clasp. Black motorcycle boots were just the icing on this piece of beefcake.


He placed on hand on the small of Harry’s back and slide the remote to the toy into his pocket, with a kiss below Harry’s ear, they set out to join the others for dinner.