Chapter Four- Getting Even
By darthelwig
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I don’t own Harry Potter, so I make no money off this story. J.K. Rowling is the woman with all the rights.
This chapter is once again rated NC-17. Yummy!
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Excitement coursed through Harry’s veins as he and Ron approached their potions classroom.
After the amazing sex they’d had with Snape the last time, their minds were filled with erotic images of what was to come. Harry opened the door eagerly and ushered his best friend inside.
Snape was sitting at his desk, watching them enter. They approached him slightly nervously. The look on their professor’s face was intimidating at the best of times. Was that cold, menacing stare permanently fixed on his face?
They stood before his desk, cocks already standing at attention. Snape eyed them both for a minute before speaking.
“Mr. Weasley, you will be serving detention with Mr. Filch tonight. You will report to his office immediately.” A sly smile was spreading over Snape’s face. Ron looked a bit offended, but there was nothing he could do. Snape was their teacher and had every right to send Ron to see Filch if that was what he wanted.
Ron took his time about leaving, obviously not wanting to go. Snape didn’t even look at him, instead focusing his gaze on Harry. A predatory gleam had entered his eyes and Harry suddenly felt like prey.
“Come closer, Potter,” Snape said, his oily voice almost like a caress. Harry slowly walked around the desk so that he was standing directly in front of the older man. Snape reached out and grabbed his hips, pulling him closer so that their knees were almost touching.
“Remove your clothing,” Snape ordered, and Harry did as he was told. Snape’s eyes watched his every movement, taking in every inch of skin as it was revealed. Rather than finding it alarming, Harry was quite aroused. His penis was hard as rock and aching for attention.
He stood there before Snape, erection proudly pointing to the sky. He watched as Snape trailed long fingers over his flat stomach. The potions master ran his hands over his student’s smooth, unblemished skin, carefully avoiding any contact with his cock. Harry’s lust was quickly building. He threw his head back and moaned, trying to concentrate on keeping his balance. It just wouldn’t do to fall over onto his professor.
He braced his knees just in time. Within a few seconds, Snape’s hot mouth was on his cock. The older man sucked hard, drawing Harry’s member deep into his throat. Harry’s breath caught in his throat and his hands found the back of Snape’s head. He tangled his fingers in the man’s hair, his breath coming in ragged gasps. Snape’s tongue was swirling around his cock as he sucked, licking from base to tip. Snape’s fingers dug into Harry’s hips as his mouth moved up and down the young man’s hard shaft.
Harry couldn’t stop the orgasm- it came in one huge wave, nearly bowling him over. Snape drank Harry’s love juice down, still milking him with his lips. He only released the boy when he was completely spent, his balls sucked dry.
“Now, Mr. Potter,” Snape murmured, “you have experienced something I gave to your father once. He enjoyed it as well.” Harry was surprised but pleased. He liked having things in common with his father. It made him feel closer to his long-dead parents.
“On your knees, Potter,” Snape growled. Harry obeyed, slowly sinking to his knees on the cold stone of the floor. It was definitely uncomfortable, but the look on Snape’s face made asking for a cushion out of the question.
“This is something your father never did for me, Potter. Thought he was too good for it. You will have to make up for that.”
Harry licked his lips as he unzipped Snape’s pants. The older man lifted his hips so that Harry could pull his pants down past his knees. Harry wasn’t thinking about his parents anymore. He just wanted his teacher’s throbbing cock in his mouth. Snape’s taunts didn’t matter to him anymore. He’d grown beyond that long before.
He took Snape’s cock in hand and stroked it, admiring its length and thickness. A pearly drop of cum sat on the tip just begging to be licked, and Harry was more than happy to oblige. His tongue lingered on the head for just a moment before traveling down the shaft to find Snape’s balls. He gently sucked them into his mouth, loving the sound Snape made as he did so. His teacher’s fingers were gripping the arms of the chair so tightly that his knuckles were white.
Harry suckled them for a moment longer, and then moved his lips back up to the delicate head of Snape’s cock. He lashed it with his tongue, licking the professor like a lollipop. With one hand, he jerked Snape off, moving his wrist in quick, short motions. Snape was breathing hard and obviously approaching his climax. Harry’s mouth watered even more at the thought of all that hot, salty cum about to explode out. He wanted to drink it up.
He increased the pace of his fist and started sucking Snape in earnest, wanting to get to get his tasty treat. Snape grabbed Harry’s head and began thrusting his hips upwards, ramming his cock down the boy’s tight throat. He could feel the head of his cock hitting the back of Harry’s throat and sliding down. He groaned heavily as he let go and felt his cum shoot out. He pulled out of Harry’s mouth and directed the spurting liquid all over Harry’s upturned face. Harry caught some on his tongue, but most settled on his skin and in his hair. He was covered.
Snape chuckled quietly and stood, bringing Harry with him. His cock was still hard, and Harry knew what was next.
“My dad didn’t let you fuck him either?” he asked, eyes fixated on the dick about to be shoved into his ass. He was hungry for it that was for sure.
“Never,” Snape replied. “I will take great pleasure in having you. I’ve wanted this for so very long now.”
Snape bent Harry over his desk and delivered a hard slap to his ass. Harry cried out with the stinging pain, but couldn’t resist the pleasure he found in it as well. His own erection had returned, and his skin tingled in anticipation of having his ass filled with Snape’s cock. He wiggled his bum and was rewarded with another hard slap to his bare butt.
Snape placed his cock at Harry’s tiny opening and plunged in, sinking himself all the way to the hilt. He was well-lubricated with spit, but Harry still experienced a moment of pain as the older man forcefully impaled him.
Snape had no mercy. He thrust into Harry hard and quick, hips going like a machine. Harry was bouncing into the table, his cock striking the edge painfully, over and over. His thighs were bruising from being shoved against the desk, but he didn’t care. He wanted more.
Snape braced one hand on the desk and let his other hand slip around to grab Harry’s wildly swinging balls. Each rapid plunge of his cock into Harry’s ass pressed his student’s sack into his palm. He used his grip as leverage, knowing it was causing Harry the sweetest pain.
Harry was covered in sweat now, his labored breathing echoing loudly in his ears. He could feel ecstasy creeping up on him, flirting at the edges of the pleasure he was experiencing. When his climax finally did come, it was sudden. Without warning, he was lost to the sensations, spilling his seed on the desk and floor.
Snape felt Harry’s ass muscles clamp down on his cock as the boy’s orgasm hit him. Harry’s hole was suddenly gripping him like a vise, and the bliss was overwhelming. He felt that familiar knot of pressure that had been building in his balls finally release, and his hot sperm burst out, coating Harry’s inner walls. He grunted as he gave one final thrust, his entire body shuddering.
“That was well worth the wait, Potter.”
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