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Something
Wicked This Way Cums
Chapter
Six- The Substitute Teacher
By
darthelwig
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This
story is rated NC-17, as if you didn’t already know that.
I
don’t own the characters. J.K. Rowling does.
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Ron was going to be seriously late
for detention.
He’d gone to Filch’s office, but the
small room was empty, with no sign of where Filch had gone anywhere to be
found. Mrs. Norris wasn’t even lurking the hallways at the moment. Ron didn’t
know quite what to do. Should he go looking for Filch? Or should he just sit
and wait for him to show up?
He rubbed a palm across his pants,
brushing lightly over his still straining erection. He hadn’t even taken the
time to rid himself of this problem before heading to Filch’s office, since he
knew that Filch would give him another detention if he were late. So here he
was, standing in Filch’s office with a hard-on and no sign of Filch’s ugly face
to drive it away.
The thought crossed his mind that
maybe Snape had set him up, but he dismissed that idea as ludicrous. Snape
liked to be able to see the results of his handiwork firsthand. This wasn’t his
style.
Ron was just about to leave,
disgusted by this huge waste of time, when a familiar voice came from behind
him. He jumped up, startled, and swung around to face Professor Dumbledore.
“Good evening, Mr. Weasley. Were you
looking for someone?” the headmaster asked pleasantly.
“Uh, I was supposed to meet Mr.
Filch for detention, sir,” Ron muttered, hating to have to admit that to
someone he admired as much as he did this man. Dumbledore seemed completely
unconcerned with any wrongdoing of Ron’s though.
“I’m afraid I had a task for Mr.
Filch and he will be unable to assist you.” Dumbledore’s eyes wandered over
Ron, from head to toe, lingering on the tent in his pants. Ron was suddenly
even more aroused than before. He could feel his cock twitching in
anticipation.
“Perhaps we can work out another
kind of arrangement for this evening, Mr. Weasley,” Dumbledore said, his eyes
never leaving Ron’s bulging crotch.
Ron watched in amazement as the
older man conjured a large, soft-looking chenille cushion out of thin air and
lowered himself onto it. He was now on his knees right in front of the younger
man, his head level with Ron’s stomach.
Ron gasped as Dumbledore’s hand
snaked out and grabbed his cock through his trousers. The older man squeezed,
causing the most delicious sensations to race through Ron’s body. With another
flick of his wand Dumbledore had Ron’s clothes neatly folded on a chair,
leaving his young pupil completely naked. Ron’s cock was throbbing and hard,
the head already glistening with cum. He had been aroused for so long now that
he felt he would never have release.
Dumbledore’s long tongue flicked out
to taste Ron’s cock, sliding around its head and playing with the tender,
sensitive ridges on the underside of it. He teased his student with soft licks
before opening his mouth wide and devouring his cock in one long swallow.
Ron had never experienced a blowjob
like this before, and he was too aroused to last very long. He felt the older
man suck at his root, milking it and stroking it with his hot, slick tongue. It
was too much. With a choked cry Ron came, shooting his hot seed down the
headmaster’s throat. He clutched at the older man’s head, his hips jerking as
he pumped his load. Dumbledore didn’t resist. He just drank Ron’s juices until
he had sucked the boy dry.
He looked up at Ron afterwards,
licking his lips clean of the young man’s sticky cream as he did so. He stood
up slowly and reached for his robes. Dumbledore opened them the slightest bit,
only enough to expose his own throbbing erection. Ron looked at it in surprise.
Dumbledore had the smallest penis he had ever seen on a full-grown man. It must
have been a mere four inches in length and not remarkably thick either.
Smirking, he lowered himself to the
cushion and caressed the hard cock in front of him. His hand moved in slow, hard
strokes and he leaned forward to take the man’s balls into his mouth. He rolled
them on his tongue and Dumbledore moaned deeply. One of his withered hands,
with its long fingers, was tangled in Ron’s hair. The other still grasped his
wand.
Ron moved his mouth to Dumbledore’s
cock, sucking it hard and slow, letting his teeth graze over the sensitive
flesh. He took the headmaster all the way into his throat, his tongue swirling
around the shaft. His hands were now grasping the older man’s hips for leverage
as Dumbledore pumped his cock into Ron’s mouth. Ron thought the old man was
going to cum, but instead the professor pulled his penis out of Ron’s eager
mouth and cast another spell.
Ron’s eyes widened as the cock he
had been sucking grew in length and thickness. The erection he had been so
unimpressed with was now at least ten inches long and thickly veined. It was
beautiful to him, glistening with spit and pre-cum. He tried to fit his hand
around the shaft, but his fingers wouldn’t touch. He stroked the headmaster’s
cock in amazement, admiring its new and improved look.
“That’s one of the things I love
about magic,” Dumbledore said, his eyes dark with passion.
Ron stroked the hard shaft before
him with renewed enthusiasm. He rubbed it all over the soft skin of his face,
loving the feel of such a formidable cock against him. His mouth would no
longer fit around Dumbledore’s hardened member, so he settled for licking and
sucking the shaft with firm kisses. Ron’s own erection had returned with a
vengeance, so he reached down with his free hand and stroked it as well.
“I want you inside of me,” he
pleaded, staring intently at the cock that had so mesmerized him. “Fuck me
hard, Professor. Fuck me with that huge cock!”
Dumbledore was only too happy to
make that happen. He let Ron stand up and turned him around to bend him over
Filch’s desk. Ron felt Dumbledore’s cock pressing at his entrance almost
immediately and he braced himself on the wooden desk. The pain was exquisite as
he felt the older man work his cock’s head into his ass. It was stretching his
tight hole immensely. He had never felt anything so wonderful.
Dumbledore ran his hands over Ron’s
ass cheeks, kneading the silky flesh as he slowly inserted his engorged cock
into the boy’s anus. The opening was tight and hot, but he was lubricated with
spit and it wasn’t too difficult to get his mushroomed head into the snug
passageway.
He felt Ron’s body shudder
underneath him and thought perhaps he had hurt the boy, but Ron wiggled his ass
and pushed back against him, sliding another inch of cock inside of him. Ron
groaned and Dumbledore couldn’t help it. He was lost to the sensation of being
in Ron’s body.
He thrust hard, impaling Ron on his
member. He was in to the hilt, and the boy was bucking wildly as an orgasm
overtook him. Dumbledore reached around to grab Ron’s erection and his hand was
instantly covered in thick, sticky cum. He let it fill up his palm and brought
his hand back to his own cock, which he had slid out of Ron by a few inches. He
slathered the youngster’s cum all over his own penis and pumped his hips again,
sliding deep inside his tight white ass. The extra lubrication was heavenly,
and Dumbledore let himself lose control. He was thrusting furiously, his
fingers digging into Ron’s hips as he buried himself.
He drove into Ron again and again,
hard and fast. Ron’s muscles were convulsing around him, milking him, and
Dumbledore’s orgasm hit him. He plunged as hard as he could into Ron’s hole and
froze as his cock pumped its load into the boy. His hips jerked once more and
then he collapsed on top of his student.
Ron felt the heated cream being shot
into his body, felt it fill him up with its wetness, and he groaned in
pleasure. Surely this was heaven. The headmaster pressed against him as he
began to recover from their exertions, his face next to Ron’s ear.
“And that is why you should pay more
attention in charms class,” Dumbledore said merrily.
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