Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction ❯ Candied Love ❯ Chocolate Covered Pretzels ( Chapter 2 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

The next few days were rather awkward, especially during Potions, but not only then. Harry had become rather obsessed with his potions professor, and though the other's attitude hadn't changed much towards him, he had noticed that the detentions he usually got had stopped, and at most, he'd only lose a few points for his house whenever around the Potions Master. Harry wasn't quite sure exactly how he felt about this. On one hand, he did enjoy not having to go to detention at least once a week thanks to the man, but then on the other hand, he actually missed being around him, even if he was forced to do such lame tasks as cleaning cauldrons. So, after a full week of being more or so ignored by the other, he had made a plan. He would sneak down to the dungeons one night while the other was sure to be alone, and confront him. He knew he'd promised never to speak of it again but...Well, the thoughts that kept intruding on him at the most inappropriate of times were starting to drive him quite mad! Standing in front of the door to the potions room, Harry looked around to make sure the coast was clear. Finding that it was completely empty, he took a deep breath before rapping his knuckles against the heavy wooden door a few times, hoping that no one had detention that night. He stood there, fumbling with the hem of his robes as he waited, not sure how the man was going to react to him standing there like that, uninvited and clearly breaking the rules by being out of bed so late at night.Ever since that night, Snape, for lack of a better word, had been avoiding Harry. He made sure that he could avoid the boy on every chance possible. He avoided the Gyffindor dorms and any place in which the Gryffindor students would hang out. He made sure not make eye contact with Harry in the hall way, focusing on the straight ahead as he just kept walking. The only time he really had to deal with Potter was in the classroom. Before he would make sure that Harry knew how annoying he was by giving him detention and then taking points away. But now Snape tried to not force Harry to answer any questions and bit his tongue if Harry even dared look at him the wrong way. He even over heard some of the other students whispering about his odd behavior. He punished all of them and made them wash cauldrons.Unfortunately the other teachers picked up on the change as well. McGonagal tried to ask him if he was feeling well and he quickly brushed her off and left her sitting there at the head table. He wished people would just leave him alone because there was nothing wrong! He was clearly in denial now, denying that the night he gave Harry Potter a hand job had never happened. It was late one night, when Snape found himself grading papers. He hated grading the papers of those stupid Weasley twins. They always had the habit of drawing those magical drawings that came to life. Of course they didn't draw nice things but crude things like dancing penises and the sick figures in various perverted poses. They did this of course just to piss him off, he knew it. He growled as once again he was magically trying to erase a picture of two sick figures in the 'doggy style'. He really did hate those two. Why couldn't they be more like their brother who, while annoying, was more willing to fall in line and be a good boy. Suddenly there was a sound and Snape lifted his head. He was very surprised to find Harry Potter standing right in front of his desk. Oh dear gods! He couldn't deal with Potter right now! Now with fucking stick figures on his desk. He quickly looked back down at his papers. "If you leave now and go back to your dorm I won't be removing all of Gryffindor's remaining points!" Snape said, his voice low and authoritative.Harry swallowed once more and put his hands down on the table, deciding to take a risk. Hell, he'd come all the way down here which had been hard enough to work up the courage for. He wasn't going to be put off so easily. "No, I won't just go." he said, looking at the other fiercely until Snape would give in and look into his eyes. "I...I can't stop thinking about that night. It felt so good and...and well..." he said softly, blushing now. "I want to try more. I want to do other things with you and...I tried what you did to me by myself and I can't get it right. I don't know if something is wrong with me or not, but I do know I want you." he said, taking a step back now. Harry reached up and started to undo the clasp on his robes before the other could even answer. He let them fall to the ground and quickly undid his belt and tugged down his pants and lifted up his shirt to show him the throbbing bulge. "P-please Professor, I can't get it to go away, you have to help me!" he begged, feeling like he would pass out if the other didn't give in and help him soon.Snape looked at Harry in shock, his face growing paler and his pants growing tighter. Was this really Harry Potter standing there in front of him showing Snape the little erection?! If this wasn't happening right in front of him Snape would have probably never believed it. And He found himself directly looking at Harry's bulge, feeling his own bulge growing. He was sure he had never been more turned on in his life then by Harry Potter standing there begging him to please take his erection away! It was something like a dream come true...No! Snape was still a teacher and this was still very wrong! Harry was a minor and once more still very much a child! Snape was not going to take advantage of him again.Snape slammed his hands down on the table, looking Harry straight in the face. "I am your teacher Potter!" he said. "I am your teacher and once more I am an adult! It is against the law for me to even be thinking of touching you! What happened before is not going to happen again! Do you hear me?!" Snape walked around the desk so that he was right in front of Harry. "You are a child Harry!" he continued. "You are a child who is going through a change that is very strange I know but I can't help you. If you are so desperate for someone's help why don't you get Weasley to help you or one of your other young friends. Hell you could even get that bloody Malfloy to help you, I don't care! Just get someone your own age to help you. I'm sure they can help you with this situation better then I could."Harry's eyes went slightly wide though he shook his head, letting his shirt and pants go as the other approached him and told him what he should be doing. "No, I don't want them at all! I want you!" he said, stumbling as he went to step forward and falling down onto his knees, looking up at Snap from his position there. "I swear I won't tell, I haven't told about the other time and I won't tell about now or any time in the future. Please Professor, it hurts so bad.." he said softly, his erection straining painfully in his undies. He winced a little and bit his lip. "P-please, I'll do anything...I'll even do it to you this time too." he said, sitting up on his knees and running his hand over the bulge in the other's pants, sliding his hand up and under those billowy robes. Dear gods he was big. Thick too. Harry could feel that much through his pants, and he'd also seen it before, though he'd never gotten to look at it too closely. He started to tug at the other's belt buckle and fumble with the button.Okay now this was even more of a surprise! Snape was not prepared to deal with Harry getting down on his knees and touching him like this! He gasped as Harry's hands began to touch the tent in his pants, the boy making it all that much harder. Harry had such warm hands, small but warm. Was he really letting this boy touch him like this and enjoying it? It wasn't until Harry began to unbuckle his belt that Snape snapped to attention again. He quickly grabbed Harry's arm pulling him to a standing position again. "Harry Potter you stop this right now!" he demanded. "This is completely insane!" But the look on Harry's face suggested that the boy wasn't going to give up. Snape knew he was going to have to deal with this quickly, for both their sakes. He glance over at the open door and then back at Harry. "Come on!" he ordered, holding tightly to Harry's arm as he quickly pulled him over to the door leading to his office. He wasn't about to do this in the open where anyone could walk in. He quickly got Harry inside and locked the door. He waved his wand to make sure that the lock was locked so tightly not even a rat could break in. He had to make sure that absolutely no one could break in or it would be the end of both of them. Snape took a hold of Harry's arm again and lead him down into the nearby alcove where his bed was. What was he doing, Leading this confused boy to his bed? He couldn't stop now even if he wanted to. He stopped as Harry was standing in front of the bed. Snape looked at him, a serious expression on his face. "Take off all your clothes," he ordered.Harry fumbled to pull his pants back up though his shirt remained disheveled as he was tugged along to Snape's office. He didn't mind being pulled like that. He was being forceful, which was a part of many of his fantasies about the man that was dragging him down the corridors. Once he was standing by the other's bed, he was caught up in the awe of being allowed to see the teacher's sleeping quarters. Of course, that was all shaken away when he was ordered to remove his clothing."Y-yes sir!" he stammered, as he quickly unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off, doing the same with his pants and kicking off his shoes. He hopped on one foot as he pulled his socks off, then tugged down his undies finally, standing there completely naked and hard, a bit of pre cum dripping from his tip already in anticipation.He looked up at the other, his clothes in a heap behind him. "I'm ready Professor. What should I do?" he asked, not really sure where this would lead to. In hid mind, there were so many things, and he was sure there was plenty left that he hadn't even thought of!Snape frowned as he reached out, removing Harry's glasses from his face. "You will not speak unless I speak to you," he ordered. "And you will only answer Yes sir do you understand?" Snape was rather enjoying this now. In the back of his mind he knew this was sick, having the poor boy naked in his sleeping quarters. But he felt such a rush looking at this innocent thing standing in front of him, this innocent pale boy who looked so untouched and ready for him. He liked the power he had over this boy at that moment, the power that was no longer between teacher and student but between man and boy. "Get up on the bed, lay face up with your legs spread," he ordered waiting until the boy had done as he asked. Harry gave a small nod. "Y-yes Pro-…I uh…I mean…Yes sir!" he said, quickly clambering onto the bed and laying out on his back, his legs spread wide for the other. He gazed over at him and waited for further instructions, biting at his lower lip which had become a bad habit of his.Part of his mind was telling him how sick he was for being extremely turned on by this little boy who now lay like a whore on the bed. Harry was too pretty to be a whore he told himself. Snape took his time shedding his robes and his shoes. He wanted to make Potter wait a bit as he removed all his clothing leaving his long lean body open and visible. Harry had been so eager but Snape knew that he was in control here. Now naked Snape approached the bed again, looking down at Harry's face. "Do you like what you see Potter?" he asked, looking at Harry's little length. The boy looked so flushed, Snape would have loved to just take him right then but again he was in control. He climbed up on the bed, crawling up in-between Harry's legs up to that little length. As before he took the length in his hand stroking it slower then he had the first time. It surprised Snape how HE of all people could make this boy this hard. "Have you ever seen a man give another man a blow job Potter?" he asked looking up at Harry's flushed face...Harry watched as Snape undressed, his eyes following his every curve and muscle, until it landed at that huge throbbing erection hanging between his legs. Gods it was so...hot. He shivered as Snape crawled up between his legs, and then asked him that question. "N-no Sir, I have never done anything else with another man, o-or anyone, besides you that is!" he said, arching his back already. Just the other being so close to him, and touching him so gently, was making him strain. He let out a soft little gasp as the other squeezed him in all the right ways, another pearl of pre cum oozing from his tip.So Harry was untouched, completely untouched. That made him all the more delectable. Snape was ignoring his deep inner thoughts that demanded he stop because he was not a child molester! But it wasn't as if Harry was screaming no, or wanting to escape. No the boy was gasping in pleasure. His brain argued that Harry was simply confused by these new feelings but Snape ignored that as well. He was only focused on the boy in front of him. He looked at Harry as the boy arched, his hand feeling sticky. "Well I suggest that you pay attention then," he said, "I have a feeling one day you might need this skill yourself..." Snape had given a blow job before. It wasn't his first time at the rodeo. He didn't do it much of course, considering that he wasn't much for relationships but Snape wasn't a spring chicken either. And Harry's cock wasn't so hard to take in because of it's length. He opened his mouth and took that little length in, hands resting on Harry's thighs as he first focused on taking in Harry to the hilt before beginning to move up and down. His brain was now screaming how wrong this was but as he looked up at Harry's face he really couldn't have cared.Harry watched with wide eyes as the other took him into his mouth. He let out a soft whimper and pushed his little hips forward into the other's mouth, reveling in the sensations it provided for him. He reached down gently running his fingers through the other's hair until soon, he was crying out and moaning, coming again for the Potion's Master.Little spurts of salty-sweet cum filled the other's mouth, and Harry arched his back again, pushing his hips all the way up as his entire body tensed. Finally, after he was completely spent, he collapsed down on the bed, panting and gazing up at the other, a faint blush on his cheeks, Harry basking in the glow. "T-thank you…sir…" he breathed softly. He was suddenly very embarrassed to be laying there naked like that, his small body spread out for the other. But, he wasn't about to run off. "Sir…would you like me to…do anything for you?"Snape rather liked the taste of Harry's length. It was too bad the kid wasn't much on stamina because Snape was willing to do more. But he was just a kid after all and he was able to take down all of the cum like he was drinking a salty drink. Harry tasted of cum and innocence in Snape's mouth as took it all down, then pulling away and licking his lips. It probably should have been the end of it. Once again Harry's length was flacid and now Snape could probably demand that Harry leave and once again they could forget this ever happened. But then Harry was speaking and Snape was listening. The boy was actually asking if he could do something? There were many things that could have asked. His brain was saying no but his cock was saying a very loud yes. Of course being a man his cock won out over everything. He crawled up over Harry's body, forcing an angry look on his face. "Didn't I tell you not to talk unless I've spoken to you?" he asked. "Do it again Potter and there will be consequences." And Snape could think of a few consequences that he could give the boy at that moment. But his cock was pulsating and already leaking pre cum as he had been looking at this boy's innocent naked body for far to long without relief. Snape moved to the side of Harry, sitting up with his back against the headboard. "Come over here Potter," he instructed. "I'm going to give you a hands on chance to work on your hand job skills." He waited until the boy was paying attention before continuing. "I assume you've never touched a cock this large so go ahead wrap your hands around it, feel it."Harry squeaked when the other looked at him so angrily. He gave a little nod and mumbled. "S-sorry sir!" he said softly though the little reminder sent a shiver down his spine. He blinked when he was told to come over, and he rolled over onto his tummy before sitting up on his knees, nodding. He crawled towards his professor, looking up at him and blushing a little. He wrapped his two hands around the thick throbbing member before him, his eyes looking it over as he settled down on his knees between the other's legs. He began to move his hands up and down, having to use both to go completely around it's rather large width. He looked up at his professor, biting his lower lip. "It's big.." he said softly. "Will I get this big?" he asked with a curious look on his face. He looked back down, leaning in to curiously lick at the tip, wrinkling nose at the salty taste of the pre cum.Snape was enjoying listening to how he could make this young boy bend to his will. He smiled as Potter stumbled out an answer to his command. He felt a sense of power that went straight to his cock. He remained sitting there, watching as the boy came over, looking so innocent and tender as little hands wrapped around Snape's cock. Harry's hand's looked so small on his large length. Still it had been a long time since Snape had anyone touch him quiet like this. He let out a faint groan as Harry licked the tip of his cock. "Mmmm," he hummed. "Someday Potter, when you are older and you have grown." Snape looked at the boy's face, looking so innocent and curious at his much larger manhood. "Touch it Potter," he instructed, "taste it, put your tongue on it." Just the thought of Harry doing such dirty things to his cock made his cock pulse and a bit more precum dribbled out. Snape reached out a hand running it through Harry's long hair. Although it was like James's hair it had it's own silkiness. It was Harry's beautiful hair and Snape liked running his hand through it."I want to know what you taste Potter," he said, sounding lustful in his teaching. "Do you like the taste of my pre cum?"Harry looked up at him past the length that throbbed before him, his cheeks turning a light shade of pink once more. When he saw the other dribbling out more pre cum, he made a soft sound of discontent, leaning down quickly to catch it with his tongue. He closed his eyes and shuddered slightly, goosebumps sprouting all over his skin. It felt good, the way Snape was running his fingers through his hair, and it made him want to do a good job for the other. So, he began to move his hands more, licking at the tip eagerly while all the while gazing up at the Potions Master. He kept it up, watching every little change in the other's expression, and finding the tastes and sensations this was providing not only for the other, but for himself, to be completely intoxicating. "I-it tastes good Professor. Kind of like...salty but sweet at the same time...like when a pretzel is covered in chocolate..." he murmured softly, blushing at the lame comparison. Snape had forgotten how good it felt to be touched by another person in this way. He moaned as he grabbed a hold of Harry's hair, watching with half lidded eyes as this boy who he had once thought of as a problem become the thing he most wanted to make his. Of course the boy's innocent words only made him groan as he held tightly to Harry's hair. He wanted so much to take the boy's mouth and make it take in his cock. Just the mere image made him nearly cum. The boy's little tongue was doing what many other lovers had never done for him. Snape groaned as he felt himself reach the edge and with one more lick of that sweet tongue he let out a grunt of pleasure, more cum coming out then ever in his life. He couldn't stop it as it splattered over Potter's face, leaving the boy splattered with his seed. He held on tightly to Harry's hair as it happened, his hand nearly holding the boy's face down as he came. As the last of the shocks went through him, Snape had to take a moment to catch his breath. His heart was beating faster then he had ever imagined and his breath hitched slightly. It was the most wonderful feeling, a wonderful feeling that he hadn't felt in a long time. But of course as he came down he was also able to look at Harry's face. Harry, the eleven year old boy whom was now covered in his cum, looking at him for approval. Snape's stomach dropped out completely as he realized what he had done. He was laying naked here with his student! He was a perverted monster! Snape quickly let go of Harry's hair pulled away from the boy. "GET OUT!" Snape demanded, his voice very loud. "GET OUT NOW!" What had he done? What had he done to this poor boy who was looking to him for guidance?! Dear god he was a monster of the worst kind!