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Got Squick?	By : Mimine Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 86470 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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
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(Mimine the writer would like to distance herself from this abomination which was written for the sole reason of being MSTed. Written in one afternoon, all mistakes are deliberate — wish I could use this excuse in all my fics).
First in a series meant to disgust, annoy and hopefully entertain some people that are as perverted as me. The following is the answer to a challenge set by the wonderful Slash Muse. An MST of it can be found at her excellent yahoo club: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Slash_Grievances/

TITLE: What he really, really wants
AUTHOR: Mimine
FEEDBACK: I'm a total feedback whore!!! Feed me! Feed me!
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Harry, or Ron or Snape or Dumbledore — catch my drift? Rowling owns them all, only character I own is Maeryn (you'll love her)

Chapter 1
Harry Potter woke up the morning after his sixteenth birthday with a raging hard on. He checked at his backside wondering whether he'd remembered to remove the lovely dildo he'd gotten as a birthday present from Ron. Ron had been trying to make it clear to Harry that he (Ron) wanted to fuck him (Harry) when they got back to Hogwarts.
Ron didn't know that Harry had already discovered several penis-shaped objects in the house including bananas, cucumbers, Aunt Petunia's hairbrush (even up to the bristles when he was feeling particularly masochistic) and some lovely sausages that he'd quite enjoyed cooking the next day for his loving Muggle family.
Ron's thoughtful gift was the coolest however because it was magical and pulsed nicely in his ass and even came but Harry hadn't managed to find out how you could do that when he read the instructions. He knew that there were three options, whipped cream, yoghurt (for a nice, cool feeling) and chilli sauce (for those with masochistic tendencies).
Harry checked but he didn't have the toy in him anymore so the reason for his hard on was something else. He tried to remember his dream to get a clue. He hadn't been dreaming of his studly best friend, nor of Hagrid whom he secretly fancied but could never hope to accommodate no matter how often he played with his new dildo (sigh), nor of a gangbang with Crabbe and Goyle with Malfoy watching and jerking off (so last year and the Slytherins' cocks had been nothing to write home about, Crabbe had been like a lollipop and Goyle had come when he was only halfway in. And the worst? That pansy Draco had tried to rescue Harry from the "rape" instead of sitting back and enjoying the show. Pathetic.)
What had Harry been dreaming of? Not that bit where Firenze — ok, it couldn't have been that, he could never get the logistics of sex with a Centaur to work. Harry could try fucking Firenze of course if the Centaur was willing to sit down but Harry could not imagine not being in the receiving end of a cock. He lived for that! He wanted hot, pulsing, manly flesh in his ass!
He closed his eyes and rubbed on his forehead noting that his hard on was still raging. It came to him like a revelation. Professor Snape! That was hardly a revelation, he'd wanted Snape since he first saw him, adored his insults, jerked off to the thought of his voice when he took points from Gryffindor and couldn't help picturing those hands when they held a ladle, taking it and shoving it up his ass (Harry's ass, not Snape's).
What sucked was that Snape was Dumbledore's bitch. Everyone at Hogwarts knew that since Dumbledore had picked the wrong strand from his Pensieve to project to the whole school during the "Hogwarts through the centuries" week. The old man was slightly gaga it seemed but Harry didn't mind. He'd do anything to get his hands on Snape so he decided it didn't matter if he also had to fuck the old fart as well. Besides, that long beard would feel nice against his balls if Grandpa went down on him and Dumbledore certainly liked having things in his mouth to suck on judging by how much candy he ate.
Harry took the dildo and shoved it up his ass harshly, dreaming of his return to Hogwarts. Sure, he'd let Ron fuck him since Hermione wanted to save herself until marriage but the real reason he couldn't wait to get back was to have a threesome with Dumbledore and Snape.
Chapter 2
A/N: Soon? I ? I knew that you were all waiting for it.
After the fucking he'd gotten from Ron whose cock nearly reached down to his knee (probably the real reason Hermione had decided to — literally- save herself), Harry decided to put his shag-sexy-Snape-and-the-old-fart plan in action since he was nice and loose and wouldn't need much preparation. The problem was he didn't know how to get to the Headmaster's rooms. He knew Snape would be there for their monthly shag since Snape had had his afternoon class prepare the Lubricatus Potion.(Harry had never paid more attention in class) That was an opportunity Harry couldn't miss or he'd have to wait another month and he couldn't take it. He wanted Snape's ladle in him! He wanted to show Severus that there was more to life than being the Headmaster's bitch. And he kind of liked Dumbledore even if he was gaga and wouldn't mind much having in in the threesome.
Still, he had no idea how to get to Dumbledore's rooms and it was getting dark. In the Common Room he found his favourite person in the whole school, an exchange student from the US called Maeryn Shioux.
"I have to get to the Headmaster's rooms, Maeryn," he said, faking a look of consternation.
Maeryn's fla flashed violet with compassion. "What's wrong, Harry?"
"My bum — erm, I mean, my scar hurts and I need to see Dumbledore "˜cause old What's-his-name is up to No Good."
"I'll help you, Harry!" cried Maeryn. "With my telekinetic powers you'll be in Dumbledore's rooms in no time!" She brought forward her well-shaped breasts to no avail. Harry wasn't interested in anything that didn't have a cock.
"Yeah, whatever, hurry up," said Harry.
"I'll use my mutant powers!"
"Yeah, go ahead. Whatever works."
Maeryn zapped Harry with a transporter beam from her beautiful eyes which had turned red.
Harry appeared in Dumbledore's bedroom with a pop. Snape was lying on his face on the Headmaster's enormous four poster bed. Dumbledore was fucking him slowly from behind making little grunts of pleasure, his wrinkled ass shaking with the effort. Snape was reading a thick volume and crying out, "Harder Albus," from time to time.
Harry approached the bed. The old fart didn't notice him. Snape was engrossed in his book and even forgot to cry out "Harder Albus" for several pages. Harry took off his robes. He was naked underneath. He felt Ron's spunk dribble down his thighs. He wanted to add Snape's to that but Dumbledore needed to be finished with Snape first.
Harry came forward and put his cock on Snape's book. Snape thought that it was a particularly good illustration at first but when he touched it he realised it was a cock. Looking up he realised it belonged to Harry.
"What are you doing here, Potter?"
"I want you to fuck me. The old fart can try too. I don't mind."
"Oh YES! MY HANDSOME STALLION COME IN ME! FILL ME WITH YOUR SEED!" cried Snape as the Headmaster picked that particular moment to come in his ass. "Albus, what do you think?" Snape added in a normal tone of voice.
"Huh? What?" the old man wheezed, collapsed on Snape's bony back.
"I don't think he's up to it," said Snape.
"Does he give good head?" asked Harry.
"Quite good. I love this thing he does with his beard."
The Headmaster was snoring now, still on top of Snape.
"Damn," said Harry. "I would have liked that."
"Well, he's out now so you can try next month."
"I'm not that interested in him, to tell you the truth," said Harry. "It's you I want really."
Severus slid from under Dumbledore to go to the bathroom.
"I'm sorry but I don't fuck students. It goes against my principles."
Harry followed Snape to the bathroom.
"Won't you make an exception? I really want you to fuck me. I'm nice and loose already, it won't take long. It's just that I've had a crush on you from the first day I saw you."
"You insufferable brat," said Snape stepping under the shower. "If that's the only way you'll leave me alone, come here."
Snape was half-hard already. Harry knelt in front of him and took his (Snape's) cock in his mouth. He sucked hard until Snape nearly came in his mouth but then pulled back because he wanted that gorgeous cock in his ass. It wasn't as big as Ron's but long and lean and utterly delicious.
Harry turned around, took a hold of Professor Snape's cock and led it in his (Harry's) ass.
"I don't need preparation," he explained breathlessly and pushed back to impale himself on the long cock. Snape fucked Harry brutally while Harry moaned like a wanton bitch. The running water muffled Snape's grunts. He wanked Harry savagely with his long fingered hand until they both came.
Harry was happy because his greatest dream had finally come true.
Snape pulled out of Harry. "Next time, you'll be the aggressor, Potter."
Harry definitely preferred being the bitch but for Sevvie he'd make an exception.
THE END
A/N Like it? How about a sequel? Read and review people and you just might get your wish!!!
Other A/N: Most of the A/N are my feeble attempts at sarcasm... No sequel is in the works.
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