Crabb, Goyle, and the Giant\'s One Eyed Snake

Disclaimer: If I promise to put them back into the toy box when I’m done, can I
play without being sued? All credit goes, of course, to JK Rowling, creator of this
wonderful world, and these delightful characters. If you really must sue, all you’ll get is
a litterbox and maybe a set of Harry Potter books... and while the books might be worth
it, I’d rather keep them! Enjoy!


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Crabb, Goyle, and the Giant’s One Eyed Snake

With a muffled roar, Hagrid went chasing after the two fleeing forms escaping into the
brush behind his cabin. Laughing, he called out to them, “Boys, come ‘ere! I wont be
hurting yeh, on’y want to ‘av a bit o fun!”

Goyle paused, catching Crabb’s coatsleeve. “He says he’s not going to hurt us, Vince...
maybe we should go back? Maybe... maybe he just wants to show us something...”

Nodding his head rapidly, Crabb agreed, huffing. “Yeah.. yeah, maybe he just wants to
show us some sort of monster...” The fat boy was gasping, trying to catch his breath
after the unnaccustomed run.

Goyle smiled at the other boy, his eyes taking in the magnificent sight that was Vincent
Crabb. ‘He’s so cute when his chins jiggle like that...’ Ah well, now was not the time for
that! “Yeah... he -did- mention something about a giant one-eyed snake....”

Crabb’s jaw dropped. “Really? I didn’t know he said that! I think that’s something I’d like
to see! I’ve never seen a giant snake before, or a one-eyed anything!” Standing up to
his full 5 foot 4 inch height, he took a deep breath as Goyle turned away from him, to
face the crashing from the direction Hagrid was coming.

‘Bugger, but he’s got a nice arse on him, don’t he? We need to get back to the
dormitory, so we can play cowboy and pony again...’

Sidling up to stand beside Goyle, the boys awaited the half giant’s approach. “Boys!
Boys, where’d yeh git to? Find ‘em Fang... Show me where they be, so’s I can show ‘em
this big ‘ol snake!”

Hearing Hagrid mention this giant snake again convinced both boys; what teenaged
boy -wouldn’t- want to see a fantastic monster? “Here we are, Hagrid!” cried Crabb.

“Over hear, Fang!” Goyle was yelling. Abruptly, Hagrid and Fang pushed their way
through the brambles, and seeing both boys standing rigidly in front of him, Hagrid
clapped his hands in excitement.

“Aw ‘righ, now we’re goin teh have some fun, eh boys? Back to me cabin with yeh,
so’s I can show yeh this monster o mine!”

Excitedly, the boys made their way back through the path Hagrid’s large body had
made as he moved through the forest to find them. In no time, they were back at
Hagrid’s hut.

As the boys passed through the door and into the little room, Hagrid
stepped through behind them, the resounding THUNK! echoing from wood wall to wood
wall as the heavy ebonwood door bar dropped into place.

After an appreciative glance at Vincent’s quivering form, Goyle turned to face Hagrid.
“So, where’s this giant snake monster you promised us, halfbreed?” Hagrid took a step
toward the taller boy, a wide grin showing off all his teeth.

“Why, righ’ here, lad!” He opened up his moleskin coat, revealing that the long coat
was indeed all he was wearing. Goyle gasped at the sight of Hagrid’s body, staring in
wonder at the hairless chest, the giant door knocker-sized rings peircing both nipples.
His eyes slid down the half giant’s stomach to where soft looking curls nestled at the
base of the biggest cock he’d ever seen.

Lips parted in shock, he groped behind him, reaching to get Crabb’s attention. “Hey!
Watch it Goyle, that’s my arse!” The fat boy turned to whisper in Vincent’s ear, “I
thought we’d agreed only to do that in our room, not in...” His voice trailed off as Goyle
slowly turned the other boy’s face toward the sight in front of the door.

Both boys gulped at the site of Fang’s long tonge lapping at Hagrid’s swollen penis,
and Crabb’s gut clenched, feeling an involuntary warmth spreading through his lower
body. Peeking down at Vincent, Crabb saw that the other boy’s robes had tented a little
as well.

Stepping forward, Hagrid nudged Goyle’s stomach with the tip of his cock, smearing a
few drops of the clear, seeping liquid over the boys chest. Crabb reached out with a
finger, hesitantly touching the bone sized metal stud that peirced head, licking his lips
as the swollen penis twitched a little.

“What do yeh think of me snake, boys? A beauty, eh?” Grinning even wider at both
boy’s slackjawed nods, he tossed the moleskin coat to a chair by the fire, and reached
for Crabb. “I wan teh see tha’ body wiggle. Git yer robe off.”

Crabb hurredly tugged the black robe over his head, getting caught up in the silver
and green tie. Goyle reached over to help tug the robe off the rest of the way, biting
his lip to try to hide his own excitement.

“Ahh, tha’s righ, lad... I like ta see tha fat shakin on yer body...” Crabb, lost
somewhere between terrified and full of desire, stared up at Hagrid, wide eyed. Turning
to Goyle, Hagrid bent down, clamping his fingers over the hard pole that was poking
out Gregory’s own robes.

With an undignified squeak, Goyle struggled as Hagrid ripped open the front of his
black robe, leaving him wearing only his Slytherin house tie. The tip of the tie dangled
over his purple cock, brushing it lightly with every move. Tweaking one of Goyle’s
nipples, Hagrid took him by the tie, pulling him to the large Krankliff rug in front of the
fire.

Pushing Goyle to his knees, he placed the tip of his own penis against Goyle’s mouth,
the slightly salty pre-come shining on the pink lips. Motioning for Crabb to take the seat
by the fire, Hagrid took Goyle’s head in his large hands, opening his mouth with both
thumbs.

Luckily for Greggory, he had a very large mouth, or he might have choked as
that enormous head pushed it’s way in, poking his cheeks and sliding over his tongue
before Hagrid grunted and shoved it down Goyle’s throat.

Watching from his place by the side, Crabb licked his own lips, and fidgeted in his seat,
occasionally sliding his hands down to cup himself, kneeding gently. Seeing the other
boy’s eagerness to play, Hagrid pulled Goyle off his cock and layed down on the plush
fur rug.

Taking a fistfull of Goyle’s hair, he once more pulled himself down the boy’s
throat, grunting a little with pleasure, and slapping the boy’s arse as it perched in the
air above him. “Open ‘im up, Crabb.”

When the fat boy looked at him in missunderstanding, Hagrid put his hands in the air,
motioning as if he were grabbing at an ass. Crabb still looked on in confusion, and so
Hagrid mimed pushing his thumbs as though into a hole, and slowly stretching it open.
Flushing with udnerstanding, Vincent eagerly moved forward, massaging his fingers
into Greggory’s arse. Bringing his thumbs to his mouth, he drooled on them both,
wetting them with his tongue.

Placing his hands once more on Goyle’s rear, he gently spread his cheeks, placing a
thumb against the small, puckered opening. Slowly, he forced his slickened thumb into
the first knuckle, grinning as he heard Greggory’s gasp around the thick pole in his
mouth. Working his thumb in and out, he lowered his face to the Goyle’s backside,
running his tongue along the plugged opening, working his tongue and then another
thumb inside.

When he’d stretched him enough for both thumbs, Crabb pulled both hands away
abruptley, causing Goyle to grunt with shock at the sudden loss. Hagrid, watching from
the floor, grinned as Crabb placed three fingers against Goyle’s arse, plunging them
slowly back and forth.

Feeling Greggory begin to squeeze against his fingers, Vincent once again removed his
fingers, placing the head of his cock against the slightly stretched opening in Goyle’s backside.

Tenderly, he pushed into Greggory’s arse inch by inch, until the boy was filled from
both ends. Taking Goyle’s hips in his hands, Vincent began to rock him back and forth,
thrilling in the little “slap” every time his balls smacked Goyle’s cheeks. Sitting up,
Hagrid moved out from under Goyle’s roving tongue and behind Crabb.

Gasping, Greggory tossed his head back, arching into Vincent’s slow rhythm, and gave
a startled shout as a long, thick tongue coiled around own cock. Looking down, the
thick body of Fang disappeared beneath him, the dog’s tail wagging rappidly in time
with each lap at Goyle’s penis.

Settled behind Crabb, Hagrid reached for the fat boy’s jiggling ass, abruptly shoving the
tip of his thick, peirced pole into Vincent’s arse. The half giant’s balls swinging wildly,
he thrust in and out of Crabb’s tight, dry passage, burying himself halfway inside the
boy’s backside until Crabb could take in no more.

The force of Hagrid’s cock each time it impaled Vincent sent him shoving harder into
the dark haired boy kneeling before him. Hagrid’s thick, meaty fingers curled around
Crabb’s throat, holding him upright, the big halfbreed’s slamming cock the only thing
driving him into Goyle.

With a yell, Goyle dropped forward, cheek pressed against the soft rug, Fang wiggling
out from beneath him. Rising, Fang shook his great head, sending sticky strings of
come splattering everywhere. Panting, Crabb too uttered a strangled yell as his cock
slipped from Goyle’s arse, spurting over Greggory’s thighs and back.

As he slumped forward with his release, Hagrid’s trunk like arms wrapped around the
boy, and he rose to his feet, impaling Vincent, his legs dangling in the air. Shouting,
Hagrid lifted Crabb, dropping him one last time on his enormous shaft, as blood and
come mingled, dripping down Vincent\'s thighs.

Stifling his cries of both pain and pleasure, Crabb slumped to the ground half
conscious, curling against Goyle. As the two Slytherin boys drifted into slumber, Hagrid
leaned back into his chair by the fire, patting Fang’s come covered head. Blinking
drowsily, he called toward the shadowed corner of his hut.

Only a slight rippling betrayed the figure in the invisibility cloak, before Snape stepped
into the firelight. “You’ve done well, Hagrid. He knew these two might give us all some
fun, even if their minds are not much use. Dumbledore will be pleased.” At Hagrid’s
feet, the two boys stirred as though to wake, and flicking the cloak once more about
him, Severus Snape slipped out the door back to the castle.

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Authors Note: A little something for you Crabb and Goyle fans out
there! My eljay buddy Josh asked me to write this; hope you enjoyed, and reviews are
always welcome!

Slight twist at the end, couldn\'t leave poor old Snivillus out! He never gets any action
in my stories... so I thought I\'d let him at least get a peek or two, eh? And what\'s this...
Dumbledore\'s got a fettish for young, dumb boys? Who\'d\'ve thought?!?!

Anyway, as for any errors in this story... it was written in NotePad from work, so I caught
everything I could... anything I missed, I will try to fix tonight when I get home.

5.11.05