Adult-FanFiction.org : Harry Potter

Summer	By : Maeglin Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 7289 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Summer
- 1
Summer
by Maeglin Yedi
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: HP/SB
Warning: Slash, PWP
Disclaimer: all the characters from Harry Potter belong to JK Rowlin and Warner Bros. I just play with them once in a while.
Archived: http://forever-rebel.net/maeglinyedi
Feedback: most welcome; maeglin.yedi@lycos.nl
Summary: While Harry stays with Sirius over the summer he realizes just how fond he is of his godfather.

************
Harry always knew he was very fond of his godfather, Sirius Black. But he never realized just how fond he was of this black-haired man until he stayed with Sirius during the summer holidays before his seventh year at Hogwarts.
Of course it was normal for Harry to love his godfather. Ever since Sirius had been in his life, Harry knew that one day he would have a real house to come home to and a family that cared for him. And Sirius had risked his life many times for him while he was protecting Harry from Voldemort´s evil forces.
When Voldemort was destroyed during Harry´s sixth year, and Sirius´ name was cleared, Harry felt a little nervous about staying with his godfather during the summer. And he really couldn´t understand why. Because ever since his third year all he wanted was to stay with Sirius, and spend time with this man that he was so very fond of.
Harry was relieved to find out Sirius was nervous as well. When his godfather collected him at King´s Cross, platform 9 ¾, Sirius hadn´t stopped talking about his new house. They used a portkey to get there, and Harry loved it right away. It was a small but cozy house on the edge of a forest. There was a small town only a few miles away where they could shop for groceries but other than that, there was no one around but himself and his godfather.
Sirius showed him his room, decorated in Gryffindor colors of course, and Harry gave his godfather a grateful hug. For the first time in his life he had his *own* room. And he loved it. Sirius showed him the rest of the house; living room with a large fireplace, kitchen with a table for four, bathroom with a shower and a bathtub, and an attic filled with magical items that Harry knew he would explore once he got settled. And of course Sirius´ bedroom, across the hall from Harry´s room. It held a large four-poster bed, and was also decorated in the Gryffindor colors.
Harry felt happy and at home in Sirius´ house, and the first day was spent unpacking his things, and getting used to having his godfather sticking his nose into his business the whole day. Not that he minded. Not at all. He loved spending time with Sirius, and really enjoyed his sense of humor and mischievous nature.
But it wasn´t until the second day, while they had dinner together in the kitchen, that Harry realized just how fond he was of Sirius.
His godfather had cooked them a very tasteful meal, and produced chocolate ice cream for dessert. And while Harry enjoyed his dessert, he watched Sirius lick his spoon clean before scooping up another spoon full of ice cream. He brought it to his mouth, and slowly closed his lips around it. While he let the ice cream melt on his tongue, he let out a soft moan. He then dragged his tongue across the spoon to lick up every bit of chocolate that was still there, and repeated his actions again. And again.
And while Harry watched Sirius eat his ice cream in such an.....erotic manner, he felt his cock getting hard. He got an erection from watching his godfather eat dessert. Harry sighed deeply, and popped a spoon full of ice cream in his own mouth, hoping that the ice-cold feeling on his tongue would get rid of the very hot sensation in his groin. But alas, it didn´t work. His cock stayed rock hard, and Harry swallowed heavily while he studied the man who was sitting across from him.
Sirius´ long black hair fell around his face freely and touched his shoulders. His piercing blue eyes concentrated on the task of eating dessert, and his full lips were coated by a thin layer of chocolate.
Harry realized that he wanted nothing more than to run his hands through Sirius´ long black hair, and press his lips on that delicious chocolate covered mouth.
"Harry, are you all right?" Sirius asked him, and Harry blinked. He realized that he had been staring at his godfather for at least five minutes, and his own ice cream was melting on his plate.
"Yeah, just...you know....happy to be here," he mumbled, and scooped up some ice cream to make it appear as if he had been eating his dessert all along, and had not been staring longingly at his godfather.
"Well, I´m glad you´re here as well," Sirius told him with a smile, and put another spoon of ice cream in his mouth. It took Harry every bit of control to look at his own dessert instead of staring at the erotic display in front of him.
Why was he getting a hard on from watching his godfather eat his dessert? Was he gay? Harry thought about that question, and came to the conclusion that there was a very large possibility that he was in fact attracted to men. During his years at Hogwarts he never had a girlfriend or never really felt attracted to his fellow female students. The only times that his cock had sprung to life was when he watched his fellow male Gryffindors during the showers after Quidditch practice. And how embarrassing those moments had been.
But now he was getting aroused by the sight of Sirius. And yes, Sirius was an attractive man. Hell, he was gorgeous. Especially now that the war was over, and Sirius was no longer on the run. His newfound freedom had done him good, both mentally and physically. His well-muscled body was tanned, and his blue eyes had regained a lively sparkle.
Harry sighed deeply, and decided that all the stress from the war with Voldemort must be playing tricks on his mind. He didn´t mind the fact that he was attracted to men, but why did it have to be Sirius? The man was his godfather, and would never see him as anything but a godson.
And there Harry was, thinking inappropriate thought of what he wanted to do with Sirius. Like kissing him, and nibble at his bottom lip. Or like licking that tanned chest, and running his tongue over Sirius´ hard cock. Or having Sirius push him over the kitchen table, and fuck him until he would scream.
Yep, Harry was definitely attracted to men. And to Sirius.
Another deep sigh escaped Harry´s throat, and Sirius looked at him worriedly. Harry gave him a small smile, and quickly finished the rest of his ice cream.
**********************************
The next morning Harry woke up from a very erotic dream, and felt a wet, sticky spot on his boxers. He sighed, and couldn´t believe he´d just had a wet dream about Sirius. Because the dream had been about his godfather, and the remains of his sticky release that was apparent on his boxers, was undeniable proof that he had liked that particular dream a lot.
He got up grudgingly, still half asleep, but he knew that Sirius had something special planned for this morning, although his godfather had refused to tell him what his plans were. He walked out of his bedroom, and made his way up to the bathroom for a quick shower when all of a sudden he came face to face with the object of his desire.
Sirius.
Very naked.
Harry´s cheeks flushed when he looked at Sirius´ bare, muscled chest, and his well-formed cock. His godfather seemed oblivious to Harry´s reaction, and continued to dry his wet hair with the small towel in his hands.
"Ready for my surprise?" Sirius asked him cheerfully, and Harry nodded, still unable to take his eyes of his godfather´s naked body. To his embarrassment Harry felt his own cock grow hard, and since he was only clad in a stained pair of boxers his erection was very obvious.
Sirius chuckled, and still seemed oblivious to the fact that it was his own body that caused Harry´s cock to spring to life. Harry looked at his own feet, and quickly made his way past Sirius, and into the bathroom. He threw the door shut, and shook his head. This was going to be a very long summer.
After his shower he went down to the kitchen, and Sirius told him to sit down and have some breakfast. He did so, and his godfather put a plate filled with scrambled eggs and slices of bacon in front of him. He then sat down opposite of his godson, and started eating from his own well-filled plate.
Harry slowly made his way through his breakfast, and it took him twice as long as it normally did. He wasn´t really hungry, and his stomach seemed to be malfunctioning since most of his blood was residing in his erection that he hadn´t been able to lose since his encounter with Sirius´ naked form. But he didn´t want to disappoint his godfather, and he knew that Sirius loved to cook for him, so he ate every bit of eggs and bacon on his plate.
When they were both done Sirius cleaned the dirty dishes up with a swish of his wand, and gestured for Harry to follow him. They made their way over to the shed near the forest, and Sirius told Harry to wait. So Harry waited while Sirius opened the door, and walked inside. A few moments later he returned while pushing a large black motorcycle out of the shed.
Harry´s mouth dropped open. This was Sirius´ flying motorcycle! And from the look of it he had cleaned it up. The black gas tank was shining in the morning sun, and all of the metallic parts were polished so that they reflected their surroundings.
Sirius gave him a wide grin, threw his leg over the bike, and sat down on the shining black leather seat. He started the bike, and the motor sprung to life with a loud roar.
"Come on. Let´s take her for a ride in the sky!" he yelled, and Harry ran over to him. He sat down behind Sirius, and tried to decide if he should put his hands on the seat behind him or throw his arms around Sirius´ waist. But before he could make up his mind Sirius looked back at him, and stared into his eyes.
"Hold onto me, Harry. This can get pretty rough."
So Harry threw his arms around Sirius´ waist, and rested his head against his godfather´s back. Before he knew what happened, they had taken off, and the bike was flying above the large forest. Harry grabbed onto Sirius tightly while the wind blew through their hair.
Harry had always loved flying but he had never before felt this good being up in the air. Because this time he was holding onto Sirius and felt his warm back against his own chest, their skin only separated by two thin layers of fabric. The wind blew Sirius long black hair into his face, and Harry enjoyed the tickling sensation. He inhaled the smell of apple shampoo, and Sirius´ own distinctive, musky, scent.
Sirius steered the bike higher and higher, and soon the village beneath them looked like a miniature, and the forest seemed to disappear completely from sight. And all that was left was Harry and Sirius, together on a flying motorcycle, making their way through a bright summer sky. And Harry felt happy. Truly, genuinely, happy.
All too soon they landed in front of their house, and Harry reluctantly let go of Sirius´ waist. Sirius turned the bike´s engine down, and Harry carefully got off, his legs slightly shaking, and his heart racing in his chest.
Sirius grinned at him, and Harry smiled in return.
"Did you like that?" Sirius asked, and Harry nodded vigorously. He had loved it and was a little disappointed that it had ended so soon.
"Good." Sirius got off the bike himself. He padded the leather seat, and looked at Harry.
"Go on. It´s your turn now," his godfather said, and Harry blinked surprised. His turn?
"But I don´t know how to ride it," he said quietly.
"That´s why I´m going to show you. Come, sit," Sirius told him, and Harry threw his leg over the bike, and sat down on the leather seat. He put his hands on the handles and smiled happily. This was awesome, even though he was just sitting on it and the motor wasn´t running. Sirius was going to teach him how to ride his bike. It was like a dream come true.
Harry was so lost in his happy thoughts that he didn´t see Sirius get on the bike behind him. When he felt his godfather´s legs against his hips and arms around his waist he gasped in surprise.
"Pay attention." Sirius rested his chin on his godson´s shoulder. Harry nodded but somehow his mind was not paying attention to the things Sirius was saying to him. It was only registering the physical contact now that Sirius sat behind him on the bike. He could feel Sirius´ breath on his neck as his godfather spoke about a clutch and gears, and it sent shivers up his spine.
Sirius placed his own hands over Harry´s as he explained how to handle the gas and the brakes but Harry didn´t understand a word his godfather was saying. All he felt was Sirius´ soft stubble covered cheek against his face, and his godfather´s lips brush against his skin as he told him how to handle the motorbike.
Harry closed his eyes so he wouldn´t have to look at the very uncomfortable situation he was in at that moment. He was surrounded by Sirius, and all he wanted was to turn around in his seat, and kiss his godfather until he would run out of breath. His heart was beating so fast that it seemed like he had just ran a marathon but in reality he was sitting very still, and concentrated on every light touch of Sirius´ body against his own.
He knew that Sirius was still talking to him because he could hear his low voice whisper into his ear, but the words never reached his mind. He was blinded by want. By need. By lust. And Harry had never felt anything this powerful before.
"Harry? Are you listening?"
Sirius´ questioning words brought Harry back from his private thoughts, and he snapped his head to the side. And found his face only an inch away from Sirius´.
Their noses practically touched, and he could feel his godfather´s breath on his lips. And for a moment neither of them spoke. They just sat there, bodies against each other, and green eyes staring into blue ones.
Looking back at that moment Harry never quite understood where he got the courage to do what he had done, even though he was a Gryffindor, and courage was not strange to him. But to bluntly kiss his godfather, that was something that he had never expected he could do. But he did.
Harry pressed his lips against Sirius´, and gave him a soft kiss. He pulled back quickly, and turned his head down while he bit his lip. Any moment he expected a lecture from his godfather about how inappropriate it was for Harry to kiss him, and that he would never see Harry as anything but a godson. But to his utter amazement Sirius didn´t say anything like that. Instead he felt his godfather chuckle aga his his back, and he looked up surprised.
Sirius was grinning mischievously at him, and Harry blinked.
"What took you so long, Harry?" Sirius asked him, and Harry swallowed deeply.
"Huh?" was all he could say in response, and Sirius softly kissed his cheek.
"Harry, do you have any idea what a show I´ve been putting on for you since you´ve arrived?" Sirius asked him quietly, and Harry couldn´t believe what he was hearing. Sirius had been planning this?
"Show?"
"Yeah. Come on, that ice cream performance from last night was one of the best ones I´ve ever given," Sirius said, and Harry felt his cheeks flush.
Sirius had been trying to seduce him?
And all this time Harry thought that he was having inappropriate thoughts about his godfather while the man in question had been trying to provoke him all along.
"You.....you want this?" Harry asked softly, and Sirius wrapped his arms around his godson´s waist.
"More than anything, Harry. But I wanted to make sure that you wanted it as well," he whispered into Harry´s ear, and pressed another soft kiss on his cheek. Harry felt his body shiver at his godfather´s touches, and shifted slightly in his seat so he could face the other man completely.
"I want this. You," Harry told him in a steady voice that held no doubts. Sirius smiled warmly at him, and ran his hands across Harry´s chest.
"I....I´m not sure how to say this Harry, but I´ve wanted this for a long time. Wanted you for a long time. But I wasn´t sure if you´d want me too. This isn´t just a fling.....it´s more.....it´s deeper.....Merlin, I don´t know how to say this...." Sirius´ voice was trembling, and Harry gave him an amused smile.
"Why don´t you shut up and show me?" he suggested, and Sirius grinned. Harry grinned back at him and felt like the happiest person on the face of the planet. The man he wanted had just told him that he wanted him as well. Things could not get any better than this.
The grins that had been spread across their faces slowly disappeared, and they looked each other deep in the eye. Harry moved his face towards Sirius´, and gave him a kiss. But this time he didn´t pull away and felt Sirius return the kiss.
His godfather slowly ran his tongue across Harry´s bottom lip, and Harry opened his mouth to give him the access he wanted. Their tongues caressed and battled, and H fel felt his erection press painfully against the insides of his jeans. At the same time he felt Sirius´ hard cock press against his hip, and he moaned into their kiss.
Sirius moved his hands under Harry´s t-shirt, and stroked his naked chest and back while Harry ran his hands trough Sirius´ long black hair. One of Sirius´ hands wandered towards Harry´s groin, and cupped his erection through his jeans. Harry groaned into their kiss, and pressed his hips up against his godfather´s touch. Sirius took Harry´s response as an approval to open his godson´s jeans, and he slowly slid the zipper down.
Harry moaned again as he felt Sirius´ hands slide into his jeans, and stroke his painfully hard cock. He wanted to feel Sirius as well so he started to unbutton his godfather´s jeans, and within moments he was stroking Sirius´ rock hard erection. He freed the hard cock from it´s jeans covered prison, and let his hand move from the base to the tip, softly running his thumb across the velvet head.
Sirius imitated Harry´s actions, and soon they were kissing hard while hands were entangled in each other´s hair, and they were stroking the other to their climax.
It didn´t take Harry very long. The mere thought of kissing Sirius and feeling his godfather´s hard cock in his hand was enough to drive him over the edge, and Sirius´ skillful strokes only made things worse. Or better. Harry couldn´t decide. He felt his orgasm rage through his body, and bucked his hips up when he shot his seed all over Sirius´ hand and the black leather seat of the bike.
He quickened his own strokes on Sirius´ cock, and he felt his godfather press his hips up. Sirius started to moan loudly into their kiss, and Harry felt the body against him shiver when Sirius climaxed, and came all over Harry´s hand and jeans.
They didn´t stop kissing for a long time, their bodies feeling completely relaxed after the mutual assaults of pleasure. Finally Sirius pulled away, and gave Harry a soft kiss on his lips. Harry looked up into his godfather´s blue eyes, and smiled. Sirius smiled back, and took Harry into a strong embrace.
"You know, I just cleaned this bike," Sirius whispered in his godson´s ear, and Harry giggled.
"Maybe we should move things into the bedroom," Harry whispered back. "I wouldn't want to make a bigger mess on your bike when we continue."
Sirius looked at Harry with a big grin and laughed loudly.
"So you actually want to continue this? A hand job on a flying motorcycle isn´t enough for you?" he asked Harry teasingly, and ran his hands up and down Harry´s back.
"Nope. I want everything." Harry gave his godfather a seductive smile.
"Bedroom is probably a good idea." Sirius gave Harry a soft kiss on his lips. "There´s no need to rush though, Harry. We´ve got all summer."
Harry buried his face in the crook of Sirius´ neck, and smiled happily.
"Yeah, all summer....."
~~Fin~~
- 1
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

Summer