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Not My Father\'s SON	By : CanadiangirllovesHP Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 20172 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Not My Father�s Son

Disclaimer;
All characters are owned by J.K.Rowlings.

Chapter 29: Going For a Ride

The rest of the week went by quickly and soon it was the
night before they were to go back to school.
Harry and Remus had everything shrunk and ready to go.

�
Well that is the last of it,� said Remus, as he shrunk the last box.

Harry
wrapped his arms around Remus and nuzzled his neck.

�
Let�s go ride the bike, it�s probably the last chance for a while.�

�
Wouldn�t you rather spend some time with your friends,� asked Remus.

�
No. I think they have monopolized
enough of my time. We hardly have had a
moment to ourselves the last few days.�
He kissed Remus softly. � Come
on let�s go before they decend on us.�

Remus
laughed and shook his head. They
hurried downstairs and had almost made it out the door when they ran
into Ron.

�
Hey where are you going?�

Harry
sighed. � We�re going for a ride on the
motorbike.�

�
Can I come?�

�
There is only room for two on the bike.
You and I have spent a lot of time together lately.
Remus and I miss doing fun stuff together
too.� Harry looked at Ron who was
starting to pout. � Why don�t you and
Hermione go for a walk around the lake?
It is really beautiful this time in the evening.�

� I
suppose,� said Ron. � Are you going to
be gone long?�

� I
don�t know. I will probably go to bed
right after I get back. We need to be
up early tomorrow.�

�
Yeah you�re right. See you tomorrow
then.� Ron walked away sulking. Harry rolled his eyes at Ron�s antics and
continued out the door. They went to
the shed where the motorcycle was stored, don their helmets and took
off. Harry drove the bike down the lane a
little
way and then took to the sky. They rode
over the forest enjoying the wind in their faces and the peace and
quiet. Harry set the bike down in the
meadow deep
in the forest and they hopped off the bike and stretched out on the
grass.

�
I�m going to miss this,� sighed Harry.

� I
know what you mean. We will not have
the freedom to just lazy around.�

�
No I mean just spending time together like this. Part
of me wants to stop hiding our relationship but I know it is
for the best that we continue to keep it a secret.�
He rolled over, raising himself up to look at Remus. � I love you.�

� I
love you too.� Remus grabbed Harry
hauling him on top of himself. Remus
kissed him hungrily clutching Harry close.
Their hands roamed as tongues dueled.
Harry unbuttoned Remus� shirt and slid his hands inside. Harry tweaked his nipple and heard the man
gasp. He continued to pinch and tease
the aureole until it drew to a hard nub.
Leaving that one he turned his attention to the other nipple
until it
too stood out from Remus� chest.

Remus
moaned and arched against Harry rubbing his hard member against Harry�s
equally
hard one. They pulled apart and rapidly
torn of their clothes. Once nude Remus
flipped Harry on his back. He kissed
his way down Harry�s body sucking and biting at his nipples.

Holding
Harry�s cock upright by the base Remus� tongue flittered about the
shaft and
head, darting around the rigid column of flesh. Using
only the tip of his tongue he traced the veins in the man�s
cock from just above his balls to just below the fleshy head. He pressed close his mouth and sucked on the
area around one such vein, sucking on it until the skin was red and
Harry was
moaning, writhing on the ground, the tendons in his thighs taut, his
buttocks
rising from the ground. Remus engulfed
the swollen member bobbing his head and rotating his head so that the
tip of Harry�s
penis rubbed against the entire inside surfaces of his mouth, leaving
traces of
precum from tongue to roof.

Harry
panted and mewled as Remus sucked him, hands entwined in his own hair
making it
look as if he had just awakened from a weeklong sleep.
He arched up again only to slump down
again. He fought against Remus� grip
but the man kept him down, his capable hands pressing against the
teen�s
hipbones holding him in place as his lips slid up and down and around
his
cock. Finally Remus allowed him to slip
free with a sucking sound. Harry�s cock
slapped against his belly. His balls
were firm and drawn up along the shaft.
Remus� tongue and lips rooted between his cheeks.
He raised his legs and caught them up in his
hands, holding them up and open while Remus lapped at his hole. Over and over the man�s tongue washed the
wrinkled pucker until his dark, rosy skin shone. The
edges tensed and released as Remus rimmed him, loosing him up
with each foray until finally he�d relaxed enough for the tip of Remus�
tongue
to enter him.

�
Uhhh!� He groaned and inhaled deeply,
raggidly exhaled. Remus curled his
tongue inside him sending him into convulsions. Head
lolling about on the ground, body drenched in sweat, he
moaned and begged Remus to fuck him.

He
lifted his legs and laid them over Remus� shoulders as Remus eased into
him. Slowly at first Remus thrusted,
kissing Harry�s face and neck. Soon
Harry�s cries and moans urged him on, faster, harder.

As
he felt his balls tightening, his climax nearing, Remus grasped Harry�s
cock
and pumped it in rhythm to his thrusts.
Harry cried out, spurting out all over their stomachs and chests. As he clamped down on Remus� cock the
sensation drove Remus over the edge and with one last deep thrust he
came.

They
both lay panting; Remus sprawled on top of Harry. Remus
pulled out and rolled to the side, gulping in air.

�
That�was,� he panted.

�
Brilliant,� exclaimed Harry.

Remus
nodded and flopped back down beside Harry.

After
a few minutes Harry stretched, groaning.
He gingerly got up, twisting to look at his backside.

� I
think my arse is a little green from the crushed grass,� he laughed.

Remus
laughed as well. They cast cleaning
charms on themselves and got dressed.

�
We should head back now, the others are probably wondering where we
are,� said
Remus.

� I
know,� sighed Harry. � I love Ron like
a brother but gods he can be annoying.
Him and Hermione will probably be at my rooms every day.�

�
You can tell them to go away you know.
Tell them you have grading to do, training to do, whatever. That�s the great thing about private rooms
Harry, you DON�T need to let them in.�

� I
know. Hopefully he will be less clingy
once school starts. With Hermione being
Head Girl and having her own room maybe they will be to busy to bug me
constantly.�

They
hopped back on the motorcycle and went back to the house.
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Chapter 29: Going For a Ride