Hot and humid. Those words were an understatement as Harry came out of his tent at the camp site. It's been a few days since he had arrived and today was his first day venturing into the ruins. The others were bustling about, the staff were talking amongst themselves and a few sat near the food tent eating breakfast. As he scanned around the camp without his glasses, fixed after the battle, his eyes fell on one. Standing a few tents down wearing nothing but a thin black t-shirt that was stretched to the point of shredding by the savage muscles beneath. His tan cargo booty shorts clung for dear life on his round tight ass and did nothing to hide the girthy bulge that jutted out obscenely.
Harry's breath hitched like it always did, his face flushed and beady drops of sweat formed, giving him a hot heady look, and his mind wandered; wanton thoughts of a man he thought he'd never see again, a man that filled every hot, wet, and aching second of his dreams since his third year at Hogwarts; Severus Snape. The man that flashed through Harry's eyes every time he moaned into his pillows, for his wand thrusting and throbbing in his fiery squelching hole every night, imagining that it was Severus hammering away, and for every drop of his hot delicious boycum that he hungrily swallowed.
After the Battle of Hogwarts, Severus was cleared of all crimes, thanks to Harry. They've met a few times since and each was a pleasant memory in Harry's mind. Always, flirtatious and endearing those meetings were. He never knew Severus can be quite lewd, it always caused Harry much embarrassment and, rather "coincidently", tightening on the front of his pants. Harry never told Severus his desires, fearing the man would reject him in disgust. And yet, a small part of him knew Severus wouldn't; knew that Severus would love him back, but he was always too afraid to find out.
Suddenly, coal black eyes snapped to bright green ones, and he felt his shorts become even tighter in the front. He quickly looked away hoping that Severus's paid no more attention to him. In his feeble attempts to look inconspicuous, he failed to notice that Severus was walking towards him.
"Good morning, Harry. You're finally dressed" His rich baritone voice shooting jolts of pleasure down Harry's spine. "I must admit you fill out those clothes quite nicely." A teasing smile slowly adorning his sharp masculine face, as Harry wrapped his smooth arms around his bare midriff that his cyan tank top failed to cover.
Harry had lost his bags just hours upon arriving the site, so Severus graciously volunteered to go with him to the nearby village and purchase some suitable clothing. However, to Harry's dismay, the only clothes available were girls; small tight tank tops that only covered his chest exposing his slim and curvy torso. He vehemently refused to buy the frilly panties and thongs after Severus made many lewd suggestions. His final purchase were small sports shorts that Harry almost ripped when sliding them over his bulbous butt this morning, the sides clinging to his wide hips for sheer life.
"Thank you" He whispered, looking down and away. He wrapped his arms tighter around his bare torso 'Breathe' he said to himself 'it's only Severus. Shit! Why am I getting hard?'
Severus, noticing Harry's demure crossed-legged stance, stepped closer to Harry until he was about an inch from him and reassuringly placed a powerful hand on his delicate shoulders. "Harry? Are you alright? You seem…. absent.", Harry gave a quick glance beneath his long sooty lashes. "Harry? Are you ill? Your face is flushed."
A red-faced Harry fully turned to him "Yes!" He squeaked, "No! I mean, Merlin, sorry I'm just nervous about today. Don't want to let anyone down." Picking at the end of his tank top in a nervous tic.
Severus's eyes softened and his lips curled downwards slightly in concern. He gently pulled the small beautiful boy into his body wrapping his burly arms around the soft tender flesh of Harry's.
Harry stopped breathing, his brain started to hyper-ventilalte, and his eyes widened as if in heat, as his face rested on the comfortably girthy chest of Severus.
He whimpered into the man's chest, his heart hammering, his boycock straining against his tight shorts.
"Harry, you have nothing to be afraid of. It's all over. Just relax, have fun. You are on sabbatical are you not?"
Harry closed his eyes, wrapped his dainty arms around Severus's corded waist and buried his face in the clothed pecs of Severus and nodded. He breathed in Severus with a deep inhale, he could smell a salty smoky musk that made his mouth water.
"Thanks, Severus." Muttering into the man's shirt, "It's just so hard to….let go, you know? I've, we've, been fighting for so long." Harry sighed deeply, "I'm sorry, I'll be fine. I have you as my dig partner."
Harry looked up and flashed a bright smile at him and Severus gave Harry a comforting squeeze,
"God, help me. I have to watch over you. Again!" He growled, a teasing glint in his eyes, "And fuck me. Potter, that'd better be your flashlight I feel."
With an embarrassed yelp, Harry jumped back as if he were scalded and turned around, facing away from Severus, his whole face blooming even more crimson than before. He heard Severus chuckling.
"Fuck you Severus! You know there wasn't anything else! You think I like looking this. Like some fucking…faggy femboy?!"
"Hmm. So, you admit that you desire me? And don't insult yourself, Harry. It's quite unattractive. And you, my pretty boy, are quite attractive.", he gave Harry an appraising look over, "Yes, far too attractive."
Harry could feel burning black eyes roaming all over his body, the fire of them trailing all over, especially when Severus's eyes landed on Harry's round fleshy ass. He turned and gave a mocking middle finger to Severus.
Severus scoffed and walked closer to Harry, towering over him, "I'm teasing Harry. Besides," He was now only a hair's breadth away, "You'd know if I wanted to fuck you." An audible gulp emitted from Harry's throat. He can feel it. The monster. The bulging monster, that was begging to come out from it's confines, it's tip brushing his bare torso; only a thin piece of fabric spearating them.
"Now, Eat. We will be gone for most of the day. And you'll need your strength" With that Snape gave Harry one last sexy smug smile and walked away.
'Oh fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!' Harry thought. His chest rose and fell, a fire coursing through him, his entire body was wet with perspiration. The small tank top clung to his chest, his pebble-like nipples straining against it. And his boycock was hurting so deliciously. Fully hard and pulsating.
He casted one last look back seeing Severus conversing with the staff, and trotted off to the food tent; hoping that some food will calm him down. But it didn't. He pulsated and squirmed. His sinful fantasies swirling around his head.
'Get a fucking grip, Potter' he said to himself,as he shoved a spoonful of porridge in his mouth.
Chapter 2
"Keep close everyone. And please. Don't touch a god damn thing!"
They were in it now. The Aztec ruins. Severus could tell Harry was giddy with excitement, despite the boy's stoic posture. 'His eyes. Just like Lily's. She never could lie to me'
He smiled fondly at the memory of his dear childhood friend, "Harry. Stop dawdling. You'll have plenty of time to look at the dag…gers."
Severus Snape was a hard man, one that was not easy to surprise nor impress. He has seen men lie broken, begging for death. Children staring lifelessly over their still families. But what he sees now made him panic. Harry wasn't behind him.
"Harry? Harry!"
'Fucking merlin. That damn boy!'
He waved his wand, silently casting detecting charms, but he couldn't find a damn thing.
There. Out of the corner of his eye. The wall to his left was…. shimmering. Wasting no time, Severus charged forward, readying himself for what may come.
"Severus! Fucking finally!"
Harry's voice was hoarse, looking erratic.
"I've been yelling at you for hours!"
The boy was drenched, like he took a shower with his clothes on. The air in the hallway they were in was suffocating, the humidity and heat clung to them like oil. Even in just a few seconds, Severus was drenched in sweat, his hair matted and sticking to his face. His wet shirt easily outlining every line and valley of his body as it stuck to him. And he could feel the ever-increasing slickness of his immense girth against his thighs.
Magical flames hung above them, lighting the hallway they were in a soft dusky light. Severus looked around, trying to detect any danger but couldn't. Remaining alert he walked closer to Harry, concern in his eyes,
"Are you hurt? What happened?"
"I fell through." Harry's eyes looking over Severus's shoulders to the wall behind, "One sec I was staring at the hieroglyphics, then…. something…I don't know what, pushed me through the wall!", replied Harry, "The wall was shimmering and I could still see you so I tried to walk back but I couldn't. It was…. like the wall was trying to keep me away. Like some ward."
"Well, whatever happened, at least you are unharmed." Said Severus then a thought occurred, "Where is your wand?"
"I… forgot…" Harry looked sheepish.
Sighing heavily, Severus shook his head and forgave the boy for his stupidity. His mind getting back on task, "Come. We must go back. The others will be looking for us."
He turned and dread washed over him, the shimmering was gone. The wall appeared like stone once again. Immediately Severus shot off a few charms and spells but nothing happened. He told Harry to stand behind him, and cover his head as he shot a blasting hex against the wall. It did nothing. Not even a scratch.
"Well....Fuck"
"Yes…fuck"
Harry could see Severus's jaw clenched in frustration, his narrowed eyes glaring at the wall in front. Harry felt immensely guilty, "I'm so sorry Severus." His voice low.
Hearing the guilt in his voice Severus turned and place a hand on his shoulder.
"It's alright. Wasn't your fault." He smiled assumingly, "Besides, it's not like there's a dark lord here is there?"
"Heh, no." Harry dared to look up at Severus, he saw everything but anger in the man's soft eyes.
Giving the boy's shoulder a small squeeze, Severus looked ahead. The hall seemed to stretch for miles into the darkness. Looking back Severus knew there was only one way to go. He looked beside him and saw Harry with the same look. Their eyes met in understanding and with self-assured steps and courage in their hearts, they ventured forward.
Sometime later
The flames above magically lit as they walked forward illuminating their path. Basking them and the statues of nude hung muscled men in a warm light. The statues started to appear a few minutes into their journey, accompanied with an increase in humidity and a musky heady smell. When they first saw the statues, Severus immediately began chuckling, for Harry, had redden even more, if it were possible. Sputtering and stammering he told Severus to shut up and stalked ahead. Though Severus knew better, Harry was burning with lust. His vivid green eyes were wide and dark. Those pouty puffy lips had parted in mouth-watering hunger. He noticed the boy licking his lips more than once as he eyed the statues.
Severus was not immune to his desires as well. He eyed the hypnotic swaying of the boy's hips, the luscious shaking of the boy's fleshy ass as he walked. He traced each bead of sweat as it trailed down his deliciously smooth skin.
He was near breaking. It took all of his legilmency acumen to keep his depraved carnal desires at bay. He desperately needed release; to claim, to fuck, to dominate, to feel the boy's hot skin against him. To taste his moist puffy red lips. He needed to hear the exquiste agonized begging from the beautiful boy in front of him as he inched his mighty organ into his blazing moist hole.
After walking for a while longer they took a break. Harry took a swig of water from his bottomless-charmed flask. Purposefully moaning like a bitch in heat, a dribble of water fell from his puffy lips and Harry trailed his thumb to catch it. He locked eyes with Severus and sucked the water from his thumb in an obscene fashion.
Severus stared, he could feel his cock in its semi-swollen state pump a large bead of thick warm precum into his packed shorts. Keeping his sultry eyes looked onto Severus's, Harry offered the flask to Severus who took several large gulps and gave it back.
'Very well. Two can play at this game.'
Suddenly all thoughts were erased from Harry's mind in an instant, his mouth dropped open and the flask fell from his hand.
There, stood a tower of chiseled, granite-like muscle, it's body glistening with sweat in the low light. Every sinew, every line, every small strand of chest hair; everything was perfect.
Harry audibly gulped, "S..Sever…Severus. W-what are you d-d-doing?"
Severus gave the boy a questioning look as if the answer was obvious,
"If you haven't noticed, it is unbearable in here." He hooked his fingers into the waistline of his shorts, locking his darkened black eyes to Harry "And I need to breathe."
Slowly, the true definition of alpha male dawned on Harry
"Dear merlin…..", moaned Harry, panting like a slut.
It was big and it was only semi-hard. The expression on Harry's face grew in awed lust as inch by inch of perfection was shown to him. It belonged to a beast, it was the only explanation. A light dusting of dark pubic hair surrounded its root, leaving a light treasure trail to Severus's navel. It was everything beyond any of Harry's fantasies, inch by inch it was revealed, revealing more and more of Severus's fearsome thickening organ. He could see monstrous balls, each the size of large plums and from the looks of them practically sloshing with oceans of rich hot cum just for him. As the shorts went further and further down Harry wondered if the thing ever came to an end. Finally, swinging up from its tight confines and hitting Severus's solid abs, was the longest and thickest cock Harry will ever see in his life.
Harry let his wide eyes crawl over every inch of the omnipotent organ before him. Its thick veins made a convenient map of the thing for his eyes to trail over, they traced its entire length, throbbing as they fed nourishing blood to the titanic organ. Harry was gushing now, his slender boycock, like steel, was leaking boycum like a faucet. And despite his best efforts, he had failed in his attempts to control the slut within him.
With a little scream, Harry launched forward, and leaped into Severus's mass, locking his legs around his torso. Severus's beastly organ crushed against Harry's slender boycock as he mauled the boy's puffy lips. Harry moaned into his open mouth as Severus's tongue speared between Harry's lips, hungrily mapping out every crevice of the warm mouth, committing every last sensation and taste to memory.
Severus's muscular arms went forward, ripped off Harry's clothes, and wrapped around his curvy waist, clutching onto each of Harry's perfect large cheeks, crushing his body against the boys tightly. Harry's hard nipples scratched against Severus's broad chest, the man's light chest hair adding more to the already thick jolts of pleasure shooting from Harry's pebbly nipples.
Through their long sultry kiss, Harry's arms never left Severus's shoulders. His left hand threaded through the luxurious hair of Severus's while his right kneaded the long chords of muscle of his back that swell and bulge with every movement of Severus's body.
Severus moaned heatedly, his body trembling with lust. The beast within him roared, yearning to abandon any remnants of propriety and thrust his thickened weepy cock into Harry's blazing wet hole. And yet,
"Hmm my pet…. please Harry…. cease for a moment."
Harry didn't hear a single word he didn't want any of this to stop. For years, he dreamed, for years he craved the man's touch, to breathe in his smoky hot musk and to fully belong to him, he writhed into Severus's body trembling and mewling; he grinded his boycock, slick with both of their sweat and cum, against Severus's. His puffy lips, glazed red, now nuzzled Severus's warm corded neck.
Suddenly, with a frustrated snarl, Severus pulled Harry away, and cold fear started to grow in the pit of Harry's stomach.
"Harry….." Severus was shaking, his lips and strong sharp chin shining with sweat and spittle; eyes dark with burning lust, he swallowed heavily, "I want this too. I've been wanting this for so long…. but now is not the time my beautiful boy. We still have to get out of here." His burning black eyes beseeching Harry to suspend, for a moment, his lust.
"Oh Severus…..Severus I can't." He whined, his hips jerking, trying to force more of his sensitive fleshy ass into Severus's hands. His slender boycock spasming precum onto both of their wet chests and his little orbs hurt so deliciously.
"Severus I can't. I can't! I need this. I need you! Please…please." He planted little kisses against the man's strong jaw. He can feel sweat trickling down between his globes, he can feel his boyhole twitching with need, to have Severus's monstrous organ rape him. He tried to entice Severus with his slutty hot body, and he could feel Severus's heart pounding against his chest, desperately trying to maintain his sanity.
"Harry! Not now. Please. Don't cry. Shhh. Please don't cry." Begged Severus, giving his boy a reassuring smile, "As far as I'm concerned, we're already one. But, we must get out. Yes?" begged Severus, "Here, let me use my legilmency. I can suppress your lust until we're back to the tents."
Severus snapped his eyes to Harry's mouth as the boy bit his lower lip in apprehension 'Dear lord, he looks adorable. No! I must stay focused.', as he shook his head to clear his mind.
"...okay. Okay. Do it…..but Severus, please. I need you!"
"Don't fret my beautiful boy. You are already mine." Severus gave Harry's lips a quick, but loving kiss, "And I'm already yours."
With that he gently went in to Harry's mind. It was like slipping into a warm bath after an excruciating day. He saw images of his beautiful boy howling in lust as he writhed in his dorm bed. He rushed past them, fearing that he would lose all control if he persisted to look. He glanced at a few memories, guiltily, and he realized Harry was a virgin. Severus shined with delight as he realized this, and after a few brief moments, Severus managed to suppress Harry's beautiful swirling lust.
Already Harry can feel the calmness, his boycock was softening and his balls were now at a light ache, but he didn't want to move. Having Severus holding him up was exquisite. He never felt more right than he did now. Harry placed his head against the crook of Severus's neck and gave his throat a gentle kiss, sucking on the skin for a few moments.
"Harry…" growled Severus, giving the boy a disciplinary look. "Don't be foolish."
Giggling, Harry apologized and Severus adjusted the boy a bit, causing Harry to mewl in protest. "Shh my beautiful boy. I like having you in my arms, as well."
"Hmmm you have a hickey." He pointed with his nose, "Can I give you more Sev?"
"Sev? Really?" his eyebrows raised in amusement as a cute girly giggle escaped Harry's lips.
"Yea. Severus is so….formal. Too poncey. Sev is cuter. More suitable for us. I mean you can call me Har but I know that doesn't sound cute."
"Ha, no my beautiful boy. I won't call you Har…ehh…Har…I shudder at the name." A cute giggle flowed from Harry's lips, and Snape smiled bemusedly, "Only Harry. My Harry."
"Yours" Harry stated as he gave Sev an eskimo kiss.
Sev's heart bloomed at the endearing gesture and he started to walk, "If you don't mind me asking…I noticed that I am your first. You didn't have any…. other dalliances before?"
"Dalliances? Merlin Sev, you don't always have to be