Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction ❯ Candied Love ❯ Summer Assignments ( Chapter 5 )

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

The rest of the year was rather interesting. Snape still couldn't believe that it had all happened so quickly although he couldn't change it now though. On the outside everything looked pretty normal. Snape went back to his teaching duties, being a grumpy old man who gave out punishments like nobody's business. His relationship with Harry was teacher and student, even though it was only on the outside. Snape didn't ignore Harry anymore although it took a bit more power now to not pay too much attention to the boy. It was hard not to give him loads of detentions just so the boy would come to his office every night. After that night and after Harry had sobered up, and gotten through the major hang over, Snape sat the boy down and had a long talk about the 'rules'. They agreed that this was a very special relationship, one that people on the outside wouldn't understand. They both had to be very careful about how they acted outside the bedroom door. They couldn't give anything away, everything had to be quiet until they were in Snape's bed or at least behind a locked door of any kind. Harry couldn't remain in Snape's bed too long, having to sneak back to his dorm before anyone missed him was a challenge. Still, Snape strove to teach Harry about his on coming sexuality. So far he had taught Harry how to give a proper blow job, a talent which Harry excelled at. Then Snape began to show Harry how it felt to start fingering one's ass, now managing to get three fingers into the boy. He loved how Harry would react as he ran across the prostate. But of course it wasn't all sex as Snape felt himself start to open up to Harry just a bit. The way the boy would happily snuggle against his chest or even look up at him with those beautiful eyes. Snape hated to admit it but he felt his heart begin to melt and it was hard not to give the boy everything he wanted. Of course he had to be stern on occasion, giving the boy a whap on the ass when he was out of line. But the more they were together the more Snape realized that it was going to be hard to let the boy go at the end of the year. Still the end of the year rolled around and in the next morning Harry was going to be going back to his aunt and uncle. Snape's heart hurt knowing that he was going to have to send his little boy back to those horrible people but he st:ayed strong, for Harry. He was sure the boy was going to take this hard, considering they hadn't been apart since they had decided to be together. They would always be together in Hogwarts but now Harry was going to be traveling away where they wouldn't even be able to see each other in passing. After the final banquet, when everyone was asleep, Snape waited for the familiar knock at his door already knowing who it would be...Snape didn't have to wait for too long, either, because right on time, nearly like clock work, there was little Harry, knocking on the door he'd come to know so well. He had spent so many nights waiting patiently out there for the other that he'd nearly memorized every little wrinkle and scuff of the wood. Of course, Harry was usually only in the hall way for a few moments, or minutes, but adding up all the times he'd waited out there, it felt like forever. The door swung forward, and Harry's eyes brightened as they always did, gazing up at the other whom he longed to be with nearly every second of every day. He threw his arms around as soon as he was over the threshold and the door was shut safely behind him, snuggling into his chest and sighing happily. He held onto the taller man for a few minutes before finally allowing himself to let go, taking a step back and looking the other over. Snape was already dressed for bed, in his black silk pajamas, and Harry secretly thought he looked so very cute like that. Of course, he'd never actually call the man cute, knowing that he would probably be spanked for using such a soft word to describe him. He knew that Snape much preferred it when Harry referred to him as sexy, hot, or even sometimes delicious. By now, the two of them had grown quite close. Harry would share little things about his day, or things him and his friends had done, and Snape would do the same. Harry had even gotten a taste of the politics between the teachers at the school, the main topic of interested between them all seeming to be the constant questioning of Professor Trelawny's sanity. Though, now, all too soon, this would all be ending. It was sad, and Harry had been fighting off those feelings of dread for as long as he could. But now, this was his last night with the other. Harry moved to sit down on the bed, looking up at him and beginning to undo his robes. He planned to stay until very early in the morning. He would be sleeping here, and wake up just in time to slip back to his room unnoticed under his invincibility cloak, just as he'd done countless times before. "Sir…" he began in his soft voice, no longer filled with confusion and fear. "Are you sure there's no way for me to stay here, or to stay with you over the summer? I…really don't want to go back to the Dursley's…"Snape sighed as he figured that was going to be the question, as it had been over the past few days. "I think that everyone would be suspicious if I suddenly decided to take you home with me," he said, "Especially as I already act as if I despise you." He didn't despise Harry any more, and in fact enjoyed being with the boy quite a bit. He gently reached out to run his hand through Harry's hair. It was going to be hard to give up his boy but he knew he was right. It had to be this way, at least for now. Of course looking at Harry's face made it even more difficult to say so. He took Harry's hand again. "Come on," he said, leading Harry to the bed, a place they spent most of their time, not that there was much in the way of places they could spend together. "Sit down," Snape instructed once they had traveled the short distance to the bed, "And close your eyes, I have something to give to you." Snape wasn't usually for theatrics but he figured that people liked surprises. As soon as Harry had done as he had asked he quickly walked over to the near by book shelf and pulled out a package, nicely wrapped in blue glittery paper and tied with a green ribbon. "Open your eyes," Snape said as he placed the package in Harry's lap. "Go on, open it." He waited for Harry to open the gift figuring that it might bring the boy some comfort.Harry nodded, taking a seat on the bed and closing his eyes, his mouth open and ready. Normally when he was told to close his eyes, and that Snape was going to 'give' him something, that meant he was going to get a nice face fucking. Harry had come to love these kinds of 'surprises'. Though, this time, that did not come. Instead, something was placed in his lap and he was told to 'open it'. Not fully understanding, Harry opened his eyes and blinked, staring at the package, then back up at Snape."A gift?" he asked curiously, looking back down at the present before carefully pulling the bow, and undoing the wrapping, wanting to save the paper as it was so pretty. He set it aside and looked down at the beautiful leather-bound diary now sitting in his lap. "Oh wow, this is so cool!" he said, holding it up and gazing at it before opening it, looking over the pages."But why did you get me a diary Sir?" he asked, tilting his head a bit. "I mean, I do love it and I'll write in it every day during Summer, but…Well, it's just not something I'd expect from you, you know?" he said, standing up anyways and kissing him on the cheek. "Thanks…"Snape actually found himself blushing as he rolled his eyes. He walked the short distance to his desk and picked what looked to be a very similar journal. "These journals are enchanted," he said, "when one person writes in one journal, the person with the other journal can read what they've written no matter where they might be." Snape sat down beside Harry, his eyes looking at the boy. "What that means is that you can speak, or rather communicate, with me at any time you wish, simply by writing in that journal." Snape knew it was going to be hard being apart but with the journals they at least had the ability to communicate. He really hoped that Harry would write to him daily although he didn't voice it. He wasn't the type of person to come off as eager or too needy, especially with a relationship that he was unsure would even work over these next few months away. He still thought that it was a possibility that Harry might find someone his own age to fawn over although it made him angry just to think about it. Harry was still a young man, and Snape was old enough to be his father. But Snape didn't say anything as he lay a hand on Harry's shoulder. "I know it won't be easy," he said, trying to sound assuring. "But we'll be able to at least write everyday, and if you really truly need me I will come to you." Snape gently brushed back Harry's long hair from his face. "But I know that you are strong and you are going to stay strong for me are not Harry?"Harry's eyes went wide. Oh wow! Enchanted journals so that they could talk to each other over the summer? It was…so romantic, in a sort of strange way. He laid his hand over top of his own, looking up when Snape spoke to him that way, touching his face just so. He gave a small nod, biting his lower lip and leaning into the touch. "I'll be as strong as I can, honest!" he said, giving him a smile he hoped was reassuring as well. "I think I can do it. I mean, you've taught me how to use my hand properly when I'm alone. It's not as good as when we are together, but it'll get me through I think…" he mumbled, blushing and looking away. "It's just…the kissing and…you holding me while I sleep. It's gonna be real hard not to have that stuff." he said, sighing a bit. He put the diary aside, folding the paper and laying that with the ribbon in the pages so that he wouldn't loose it. "Maybe you can kiss me real real good now, and…I can stay one last night?" he said hopefully. "At least that way I can remember this when I get lonely, and I'll be writing you every day so I can still tell you all the stuff that goes on, and you can tell me all about your vacation and the fancy things I'm sure you'll get to do!"Snape sighed deeply as he rolled his eyes. "You really are a needy boy aren't you Potter?" he said, although there was a little grin on his face. He of course didn't object as he leaned in to capture Harry's lips in one deep passionate kiss. It was kind of innocent at first but soon drifted into the not so innocent as Snape felt the boy press him and their tongues coming together, twisting and tasting as they shared one of their final kisses for this year. Snape loved how his tentative boy had grown a bit since their first kiss. A little less tentative although still innocent as Snape pulled the boy closer pressing their bodies together. They continued to kiss for a moment before Snape pulled away. The corners of his lips turned upwards as he could see his boy's beautiful red face and his lips all puffy and bruised. Snape reached out, running his thumb along that beautiful bottom lip. It was really going to be hard giving this up for all those months. Snape leaned in to Harry's ear and whispered: "I've got one more gift for you. Get undressed and lay on the bed with your legs spread." Snape rose from the bed and walked over to the book shelf again, this time picking up a black box. He grabbed the magical lube as well, the kind that Harry liked as it would amplify the beautiful shocks of pleasure. Snape came back over to the bed sitting next to his young lover. "Now when your by yourself your going to have to learn how to prepare yourself," Snape instructed, gathering up the lube on his fingers. "You are to pay close attention as I do this so that you can do this yourself."His lips still throbbing in the most wonderful way from the kiss that had turned so rough, Harry gave a small nod, jumping up to disrobe and pull off his clothes, laying himself down fully naked on his tummy, spreading his legs and looking back as Snape went to get his last gift. When the other brought out the lube, he felt a little rush of excitement go through him. He had learned to love that stuff, as it made everything feel so amazing from his insides out."O-okay, I'll try to remember everything!" he said, pushing himself up on his elbows and looking back at Snape. He could only imagine what that present was going to be. Honestly, Harry couldn't think of anything that would require him knowing how to prepare his ass, but Snape was a smart man and always showing him new and exciting things. Different ways to make his body tremble and explode with pleasure. Snape knew that Harry was going to pay attention. He wasn't much good at potions but when it came to learning about sexual pleasure, Harry did seem to excel. It still made Snape quiver as he thought of how Harry had learned how to please him with that nice little mouth. Snape was sure that Harry was going to want to pay attention to this lesson especially as it was going to help him in the future. "You remember how I taught you to pull back your knees and show that pretty little rosebud?" he instructed waiting for Harry to do as he wanted. He started with one lubed finger, pushing it in deep. He began to work his finger in and out slowly before adding another finger. He scissor his fingers, opening up his boy as much as he could before adding a third finger. Even though he only had three fingers inside he was sure that Harry was being filled. For what was going to happen he needed to be stretched as much as possible. As he was working his fingers he opened the box and produced what looked like a human cock. He showed to Harry. "This will be your first experience in being fucked," he said. "You will have this to use all summer, spreading yourself out and thinking about me as you do it. And maybe one day, if you are a good boy, I will replace this with my cock." Snape removed his fingers from his boy, moving his fingers then up to Harry's mouth. He loved to watch Harry suck on anything, especially his fingers and his cock. He smiled as he watched that delightful tongue dart out in that skillful way. Harry Potter was truly born with the skill to fuck men with his tongue. Snape was careful to lube up the rubber toy as well, making sure that Harry watched. He placed the cock at Harry's entrance, waiting a tense moment before pushing it slowly into his boy's body, watching it go deep into his little hole.Harry was doing the best that he could, trying to do everything that Snape said. He sucked on those fingers like a good little boy, pretending that they were actually Snape's cock. Little moans and gasps were constantly escaping him until finally, Snape pushed the toy deep inside his virgin hole. Harry was moaning and writhing in pleasure before too long, the toy filling him up so well. God it was so good. He was holding his legs behind his knees and pulled them up even more, exposing himself fully for the other as he panted and gasped out his name over and over.Snape smiled as he watched Harry. He loved how Harry gasped his name as if he was the only man alive. He loved the way Harry's face looked with such pleasure and need. Soon the toy was all the way in and Snape removed his hand leaving it there like a plug. He smiled as he took Harry's face, making the boy look at him. "This is a special toy I'm giving you Harry," Snape said softly, petting Harry's bottom lip with his thumb. "All you have to do is put the toy in and say the magic words..." Snape then leaned in close to Harry's ear and whispered: "Fuck me Severus." Suddenly the toy began to move inside Harry's body, starting slowly at first as it began to piston in and out of the boy's body like a real cock. Snape grinned rather lustfully as he looked at Harry. "And that's not only thing it can do," Snape said chuckeling, "because when you say, faster..." Suddenly the toy started to move faster inside Harry. "...It will go as fast as you want it." But Snape didn't want his boy to cum just yet so he said "slower" as he grabbed the base of Harry's cock, refusing to let the boy cum. The cock slowed again and Snape looked at Harry's face. "I want you to close your eyes Harry," Snape breathed. "I want you to now imagine it's me fucking you. When you are alone in your room at the Dursley's I want you to take out this toy, prepare yourself and put it in thinking of me. I want you to fuck yourself brainless thinking of me whenever you wish. Won't that be fun Harry?"Harry's eyes went wide when the toy magically began to move inside of him, slow at first, then when Snape said those words, pounding his little hole faster and faster. He was writhing and moaning and gasping and clutching at the bedsheets as the thing fucked him. It was so good! Better than anything they had done thus far!"Y-yes Sir! It will be the most fun I've veer had at the Dursley's!" he cried out, which was true. He clung to the other as he leaned close to him, leaning up to kiss him feverishly. He was already so close, but he had started trying to control that. Harry always came so fast, and he wanted to be able to hold of longer so that their play times could last even longer. "S-sir, it feels so good…but…I d-don't want to cum yet! I want you to cum too!" he panted softly, his cheeks stained pink, his little chest rising and falling with each heavy breath he took. He didn't know how much longer he could keep this up, but so long as Snape didn't say 'faster' again, he would be OK for a little while.Snape chuckled as he slipped his cock out of his pajama bottoms, not having worn any underwear. "You love it when I cum don't you Harry," he said. "Don't worry, I'm going to have you cumming at least a couple times before this night is out." He crawled over Harry's body, sitting over the boy's chest as he began to stroke his cock. "You want to taste me don't you Harry?" he groaned as he stroked his cock. "You like it when I cum all over you, dirty boy. Your going to be begging for my cum all summer aren't you? Mmmm, I'll be here in my bed, laying here with my hand on my cock as you fuck yourself with your new toy." Just the thought of it made Snape stroke his cock faster as he groaned with his fist going quickly over his cock as he stroked. He groaned as he stroked himself imagining one day that it would be Harry's ass. He began to stroke faster as he let out a moan of the word: "faster". Suddenly the cock began to pick up again as Snape found himself reaching climax, let out a pleasureful groan as he emptied his cum all over Harry's face, chest and hair.Harry opened his mouth in a loud cry just in time to get a big mouthful of that thick stick substance he'd grown to love so much. He arched his back underneath Snape and bucked his hips as he came, without even touching himself, splashing it all across Snape's back while he gulped down what had landed in his mouth, his little blushing face covered in splatters of white.Finally, when he was completely spent, and the toy had been taken out and cleaned off, and returned to it's box, Harry sat up, running his fingers over his face as he collected the rest of Snape's cum and licked his fingers clean. He sat on his knees, his ass feeling sufficiently used and strangely empty now. "T-that was so good Sir…The best you've done to me so far!" he said, his cheeks pink but an excited look on his face. "Summer won't be so bad now…I can tell…" he said with a grin.