Bath Time Fun
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Bath Time Fun
Title: Bath Time Fun
Author: watchmedrown or shadowgardens on LJ
Rating: NC-17
Length: Short, 1,429 words
Disclaimer: I do not own anything remotely related to Harry Potter. They’re owned by other people, JKR, etc. I just perverted them, so don’t sue.
Archive: Don’t ask, just take, and credit me if you’re weird enough to want it.
Warnings: Spanking, Masturbation, Harry is 17, Slash
Pairing: Harry/Sirius/Remus
Bath Time Fun
I briefly wondered what my mother and father would think of me, standing in Remus Lupin’s shower imagining my godfather ‘forcing’ me to watch while he fucks the werewolf. I can picture it so vividly, Sirius towering over Remus, pounding into him in abandonment. Sinking his teeth into Remus’ flushed skin, bruising the tender flesh. … I was 17; these things should probably not haeen een on my mind.
Granted, Sirius had never been a big part of my life growing up. Still, he was supposed to be like a father, my legal guardian and caregiver. Remus was supposed to be a mentor, a teacher, and a good friend. Neither was legally and morally intended to slip into my bed at night stark to tie me down. Fucking me silly would probably be considered taboo as well.
I stood underneath the cold spray of the shower, my legs spread, head down, enjoying the quiet solitude of a rainy Saturday. The open shower was shrouded in dancing shadows, feeling like a very cozy cave. Physical remnants of last night’s end of the school year celebration were already washed away, but the memories still flashed across my mind’s eye, and damn, it had been good. As the water pounded, I snaked my hand around my half-hard cock, thinking of burying it in Remus\' tight warmth.
I barely heard him, bare feet padding quietly towards me. Wand in hand, creeping up behind me, he pressed his dry, hard body against mine. Bone-dry meeting drenched, his engorged cock dug pleasantly into my hip. Water droplets splashed onto his face and neck, streaming down his body in rivulets. Sirius kissed my shoulder blade lightly, one muscarm arm encircling my waist lovingly, the other hand cupping my sac, massaging my balls. Sparks of pleasure went off inside of me. He muttered a command, and the shower obeyed, shutting off the stream of water.
“I was using that you know.” I grumbled, joking. He let his wand clatter to the floor beside us, replying by playfully pinching my pebbled right nipple in-between his damp fingers, raking his fingernails down my torso and circling my navel lazily. He seemed to wrap his whole body around me, and taking my hands in his, pushed me forward and placed my palms on the tiled wall.
“You make a good teenage whore”, he teased, taking his hands away. I closed my eyes, embracing darkness. His sharp teeth nipped my sensitive earlobe, and he loudly sucked it into his warm mouth, tormenting the sensitive flesh with his tongue. Sucking, pulling, ear in mouth and sac in hand, until I was squirming.
He finally released my earlobe, and stepped backwards. He traced a line down my spine with his index finger. Happening upon my crevice, he gingerly ran his finger in lazy patt up up and down occasionally brushing against my puckered hole. Sighing silently with pleasure, I bucked against his expert digits wanting more contact.
He complied, taking his finger into his mouth and sucking on it until it was drenched, then pushed inside of me. The intrusion burned mildly, not entirely uncomfortable, definitely worth what would come next. I willed myself to relax, as he moved inside of me in circular motions, stretching my muscles. He added another finger attempting to stretch the rings of muscles further. Scissoring them inside of me, he hit my prostate. Sudden intense pleasure made my cock throb harder.
Dropping to his knees, he removed his fingers to my dismay. My displeasure soon ceased as he held my cheeks apart, and ran his tongue along my crevice. My mouth made a small O as he tortured my hole, slipping in and out, sucking and chewing and biting while his spare hand stroked my body.
“Now that’s beautiful”, Remus croaked somewhere to my left. I hadn’t heard him enter. Jerked my head towards him, I snapped my eyes open. He stood naked, pale scarred skin flushed in the dim light. Erection in hand, he stood teasing his cock with his fingers. A drop of precome dropped onto his hand. He brought it to his mouth, sucking it off of his flesh with a wet sound.
I gave a soft yelp when sharp fingernails raked down my back, digging up flesh with them. Angry red marks marred my skin. Sirius’s teeth sank into my tender right cheek, leaving deep impressions. Standing, he slapped my ass then massaged the area. He continued to repeat the process.
Remus laughed softly padding towards us with his cock bobbing up and down. Approaching the wide but low bench where my clean clothes lie in a pile, he climbed on top of it. Propped up on his hands he spread his bent legs. He grasped his erection in one hand roughly, stroking up and down smoothly. With the other hand he stroked his chest, circling his hardened nipples, pulling and twisting them erotically.
Sirius bent down and picked up his discarded wand, walked over to Remus and placed the end to his opening. His wand emitted a soft blue glow as the lubrication spell took effect, coating tight inner walls with warm liquid. Returning to me, I too was lubricated. Sirius grabbed my slender hips, pressing the head of his cock to my entrance. Remus licked his lips and I watched as he slid his index finger inside himself. Stretching and coating, he jerked against his own hand when he brushed his prostate. (Remus finger fucking himself had to be another one of my favorite things that I’d never be able to admit to my friends without giggling at their gasps of horror. Not to mention the legal interventions that would follow…)
Sirius roughly pushed inside of me, his head sliding past s ofs of muscles. It was a delicious comforting sensation, being filled with his heated cock. He pushed in as far as he could, sheathed to his base, holding me against his body. Sliding almost all of the way out, he slammed back in with such force that my body rocked and insides burned. Holding onto my hips, he feverishly pounded in and out, the sudden downpour outside drowning out the sound of his balls slapping against my ass but not the sensation. Remus now had three fingers inside of himself, stroking his prostate with force.
Sirius’ hand encircled my pounding cock, sliding up and down sending jolts up my spine. He teased my head, collecting glistening precome on his thumb. He brought his finger to my lips. I eagerly sucked it in, loving the tastes combined. I was close to seeing stars with each brutal thrust into my ass, and the world around me was drowned out. My balls drawn to my body, fire in my belly, I arched my back. Groaning, I came over his hand, the wall and the floor. He bit down, hard, on my shoulder, then slid out unreleased. He spun me around and crushed his lips to Remus. I slid to the floor dazed in post-orgasmic bliss, watching the pair of lovers.
Sirius stood in front of Remus and ordered him to get off of the table and onto his knees. He removed his fingers from inside his ass and nearly scrambled to comply, hitting the floor. Sirius straddled him as if he were an animal, and slammed inside his body with force. Remus did his best to stroke his own cock, but it was difficult when his entire body was rocking with the force of Sirius’ thrusts. It didn’t take long for both to reach orgasm, Remus’ seed spilling onto the floor. They both rose and collapsed on the bench.
Sirius and I made eye contact. After that little show, combined with teenage hormones, I was already half hard. I began to stroke myself to hardness.
“You’re such a slut Harry.”
“And whose fault is that?”
I smirked. He chuckled while Remus rested his head on Sirius’ shoulder. Semen was undoubtedly dripping out of his violated hole, and still Sirius rubbed Remus’ limp dick, attempting to bring it back to life.
“This bathroom was clean before you two got here, and now it’s soaked. Harry, what would Hermoine say? I want to see your ass in the air. Lick it up”, He said, grinning like a horny teena- like me. I obediently crawled to where Remus had come only moments before. The white little puddles and droplets stood out against the tiles. Lowering my head, brown locks falling in my eyes, I lapped up the salty drops obediently wondering what would come next.
The End.
Author’s Note: It’s five am, but I had to write it. This is my first Harry Potter fan fic, I hope it’s okay. I know I’m terrible with grammar and all that, and the badly inserted humor was out of place. But n’t n’t think anyone cares. Let me know how you like it though, comment please? Acknowledge what you read it?
‘I liked I’ or ‘It was okay’ or ‘I read it’ are all good. ‘I hated it and you suck’ is okay too I guess you bastard O_o
Author: watchmedrown or shadowgardens on LJ
Rating: NC-17
Length: Short, 1,429 words
Disclaimer: I do not own anything remotely related to Harry Potter. They’re owned by other people, JKR, etc. I just perverted them, so don’t sue.
Archive: Don’t ask, just take, and credit me if you’re weird enough to want it.
Warnings: Spanking, Masturbation, Harry is 17, Slash
Pairing: Harry/Sirius/Remus
Bath Time Fun
I briefly wondered what my mother and father would think of me, standing in Remus Lupin’s shower imagining my godfather ‘forcing’ me to watch while he fucks the werewolf. I can picture it so vividly, Sirius towering over Remus, pounding into him in abandonment. Sinking his teeth into Remus’ flushed skin, bruising the tender flesh. … I was 17; these things should probably not haeen een on my mind.
Granted, Sirius had never been a big part of my life growing up. Still, he was supposed to be like a father, my legal guardian and caregiver. Remus was supposed to be a mentor, a teacher, and a good friend. Neither was legally and morally intended to slip into my bed at night stark to tie me down. Fucking me silly would probably be considered taboo as well.
I stood underneath the cold spray of the shower, my legs spread, head down, enjoying the quiet solitude of a rainy Saturday. The open shower was shrouded in dancing shadows, feeling like a very cozy cave. Physical remnants of last night’s end of the school year celebration were already washed away, but the memories still flashed across my mind’s eye, and damn, it had been good. As the water pounded, I snaked my hand around my half-hard cock, thinking of burying it in Remus\' tight warmth.
I barely heard him, bare feet padding quietly towards me. Wand in hand, creeping up behind me, he pressed his dry, hard body against mine. Bone-dry meeting drenched, his engorged cock dug pleasantly into my hip. Water droplets splashed onto his face and neck, streaming down his body in rivulets. Sirius kissed my shoulder blade lightly, one muscarm arm encircling my waist lovingly, the other hand cupping my sac, massaging my balls. Sparks of pleasure went off inside of me. He muttered a command, and the shower obeyed, shutting off the stream of water.
“I was using that you know.” I grumbled, joking. He let his wand clatter to the floor beside us, replying by playfully pinching my pebbled right nipple in-between his damp fingers, raking his fingernails down my torso and circling my navel lazily. He seemed to wrap his whole body around me, and taking my hands in his, pushed me forward and placed my palms on the tiled wall.
“You make a good teenage whore”, he teased, taking his hands away. I closed my eyes, embracing darkness. His sharp teeth nipped my sensitive earlobe, and he loudly sucked it into his warm mouth, tormenting the sensitive flesh with his tongue. Sucking, pulling, ear in mouth and sac in hand, until I was squirming.
He finally released my earlobe, and stepped backwards. He traced a line down my spine with his index finger. Happening upon my crevice, he gingerly ran his finger in lazy patt up up and down occasionally brushing against my puckered hole. Sighing silently with pleasure, I bucked against his expert digits wanting more contact.
He complied, taking his finger into his mouth and sucking on it until it was drenched, then pushed inside of me. The intrusion burned mildly, not entirely uncomfortable, definitely worth what would come next. I willed myself to relax, as he moved inside of me in circular motions, stretching my muscles. He added another finger attempting to stretch the rings of muscles further. Scissoring them inside of me, he hit my prostate. Sudden intense pleasure made my cock throb harder.
Dropping to his knees, he removed his fingers to my dismay. My displeasure soon ceased as he held my cheeks apart, and ran his tongue along my crevice. My mouth made a small O as he tortured my hole, slipping in and out, sucking and chewing and biting while his spare hand stroked my body.
“Now that’s beautiful”, Remus croaked somewhere to my left. I hadn’t heard him enter. Jerked my head towards him, I snapped my eyes open. He stood naked, pale scarred skin flushed in the dim light. Erection in hand, he stood teasing his cock with his fingers. A drop of precome dropped onto his hand. He brought it to his mouth, sucking it off of his flesh with a wet sound.
I gave a soft yelp when sharp fingernails raked down my back, digging up flesh with them. Angry red marks marred my skin. Sirius’s teeth sank into my tender right cheek, leaving deep impressions. Standing, he slapped my ass then massaged the area. He continued to repeat the process.
Remus laughed softly padding towards us with his cock bobbing up and down. Approaching the wide but low bench where my clean clothes lie in a pile, he climbed on top of it. Propped up on his hands he spread his bent legs. He grasped his erection in one hand roughly, stroking up and down smoothly. With the other hand he stroked his chest, circling his hardened nipples, pulling and twisting them erotically.
Sirius bent down and picked up his discarded wand, walked over to Remus and placed the end to his opening. His wand emitted a soft blue glow as the lubrication spell took effect, coating tight inner walls with warm liquid. Returning to me, I too was lubricated. Sirius grabbed my slender hips, pressing the head of his cock to my entrance. Remus licked his lips and I watched as he slid his index finger inside himself. Stretching and coating, he jerked against his own hand when he brushed his prostate. (Remus finger fucking himself had to be another one of my favorite things that I’d never be able to admit to my friends without giggling at their gasps of horror. Not to mention the legal interventions that would follow…)
Sirius roughly pushed inside of me, his head sliding past s ofs of muscles. It was a delicious comforting sensation, being filled with his heated cock. He pushed in as far as he could, sheathed to his base, holding me against his body. Sliding almost all of the way out, he slammed back in with such force that my body rocked and insides burned. Holding onto my hips, he feverishly pounded in and out, the sudden downpour outside drowning out the sound of his balls slapping against my ass but not the sensation. Remus now had three fingers inside of himself, stroking his prostate with force.
Sirius’ hand encircled my pounding cock, sliding up and down sending jolts up my spine. He teased my head, collecting glistening precome on his thumb. He brought his finger to my lips. I eagerly sucked it in, loving the tastes combined. I was close to seeing stars with each brutal thrust into my ass, and the world around me was drowned out. My balls drawn to my body, fire in my belly, I arched my back. Groaning, I came over his hand, the wall and the floor. He bit down, hard, on my shoulder, then slid out unreleased. He spun me around and crushed his lips to Remus. I slid to the floor dazed in post-orgasmic bliss, watching the pair of lovers.
Sirius stood in front of Remus and ordered him to get off of the table and onto his knees. He removed his fingers from inside his ass and nearly scrambled to comply, hitting the floor. Sirius straddled him as if he were an animal, and slammed inside his body with force. Remus did his best to stroke his own cock, but it was difficult when his entire body was rocking with the force of Sirius’ thrusts. It didn’t take long for both to reach orgasm, Remus’ seed spilling onto the floor. They both rose and collapsed on the bench.
Sirius and I made eye contact. After that little show, combined with teenage hormones, I was already half hard. I began to stroke myself to hardness.
“You’re such a slut Harry.”
“And whose fault is that?”
I smirked. He chuckled while Remus rested his head on Sirius’ shoulder. Semen was undoubtedly dripping out of his violated hole, and still Sirius rubbed Remus’ limp dick, attempting to bring it back to life.
“This bathroom was clean before you two got here, and now it’s soaked. Harry, what would Hermoine say? I want to see your ass in the air. Lick it up”, He said, grinning like a horny teena- like me. I obediently crawled to where Remus had come only moments before. The white little puddles and droplets stood out against the tiles. Lowering my head, brown locks falling in my eyes, I lapped up the salty drops obediently wondering what would come next.
The End.
Author’s Note: It’s five am, but I had to write it. This is my first Harry Potter fan fic, I hope it’s okay. I know I’m terrible with grammar and all that, and the badly inserted humor was out of place. But n’t n’t think anyone cares. Let me know how you like it though, comment please? Acknowledge what you read it?
‘I liked I’ or ‘It was okay’ or ‘I read it’ are all good. ‘I hated it and you suck’ is okay too I guess you bastard O_o