Red Strokes

Snape had made it a point to assign an essay for homework each class and Harry had obediently turned them in. The last week went by like a flash of lightning, in two days Harry Potter would be finished with his education. Snape had the essays, all four of them, in his hand when he entered his private room that evening. He sat down in his favorite chair and grinned at them. He was certain that Harry hadn't written a single word on the topics he'd assigned and he'd saved them for tonight.

The first one was entitled "Mastering Potions" and he almost laughed as he read the first line.

"I don't know about mastering potions but I know about a potions master. I would like to master him. Bend him over his desk and run my fingers through his greasy hair."

Severus sighed and felt his pants become much tighter than they were a few minutes ago.

"I think about him all day long, mostly about the big dick I know he's hiding beneath those robes. I think about how it would taste and how it would feel hitting the back of my throat. I wonder what his cum tastes like."

Severus unzipped his pants and felt the pressure turn to relief instantly. He sighed again.

"I wonder if he'd let me fuck him. I'd want to do it in the potions classroom. I'd throw him on top of a desk and rip his clothes off. I bet he'd love my hard dick in his ass. I know he would. I can see the look in his eyes like I were doing it right now. I can hear him screaming my name at the top of his lungs."

Snape's hands went instinctively to his cock and he hadn't even realized he was stroking it until he felt the heat rising in his groin. He held the parchment in one hand, cock in the other, as his eyes took in the words that Harry had written.

"He'd scream out for me to fuck him harder and I would becuase I love him. I've loved him for so long now. Not the way I love most people. I have a love-hate relationship with him. We hate each other so fucking much that we can't help but want to ram our dicks into one another. I know he wants me, I can see it in his eyes when he scolds me. He's telling me to mind my manners and hold my tongue but what he's trying to say is more along the lines of please suck my cock and let me top you Harry. That's what I want, and it's what he wants."

Snape moaned and his hands moved faster as he read the last words on the page.

"I can't wait until I can scream Severus Snape as he fucks me from behind."

He dropped the parchment as his other hand worked his rock hard dick. His chest was heaving as he imagined himself behind Harry. The young mans body was tight and muscular from all the quidditch training. That voice, Harry's beautiful voice, was screaming his name. Harry was urging him to fuck him, to touch him, to cum inside of him...

Severus gasped and went rigid. He arched his back and groaned as he came in his hand.

Harry got all O's on those assignments.