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Hairy Peeter and the Philosopher's Bone - Chapter 13 (ped, inc,
cons, size, cum eating) By SensualKink (senskin@gmail.com)


Chapter 13

Nickleass Flamer


Dribbledong had convinced Hairy not to go looking for the Mirror
of Arsehead again, and for the rest of the Christmas holidays the
Invisibility Cloak was used only to spy on various parties in
their bedrooms and in public bathrooms. Hairy wished he could
forget what he'd seen in the mirror as easily, but he couldn't.
He started having nightmares. Over and over again he dreamed
about having sex with his naked parents and them disappearing in
a flash of green light, while a high voice cackled with laughter.

"You see, Dribbledong was right, that mirror could drive you
mad," said Rim one night. He had immediately decided to suck
Hairy hard and ride him like a cowgirl when Hairy told him about
these dreams. Later he emphasized his point by smacking Hairy's
bare ass as he rammed his cock in Hairy's tight asshole one last
time before the end of break.

Hymenie, who came back the day before term started, took a
different view of things. She was torn between horror at the idea
of Hairy being out of bed, roaming the school three nights in a
row ("If Fist had caught you!"), and disappointment that she
hadn't experienced being naked with him under the cloak in the
dark. Lately she found thoughts of Hairy made her bald pussy
instantly creamy.

They had almost given up hope of ever finding Flamer in a library
book, even though Hairy was still sure he'd read the name
somewhere. Once term had started, they were back to skimming
through books for ten minutes during their breaks. Hairy had even
less time than the other two, because Quimmitch practice had
started again.

Wood was working the team harder than ever, and taking it out on
every orifice he could find. Even the endless rain that had
replaced the snow couldn't dampen his spirits. The Wussleys
complained that Wood was becoming a fanatic, but Hairy was on
Wood's side. If they won their next match, against Hufflepiss,
they would overtake Slithering in the House Championship for the
first time in seven years. Plus, Hairy was quite often the object
of Wood's attentions and he loved the rough way the older boy
fucked him in the ass and milked out loads of thick, hot splooge
into his eager mouth. Quite apart from wanting to win, Hairy
found that he had fewer nightmares when he was tired out after
training and being used as a fuck toy.

Then, during one particularly wet and muddy practice session,
Wood gave the team a bit of bad news. He'd just gotten very angry
with the Wussleys, who kept dive-bombing each other and
pretending to `accidentally' end up with their hard, red cocks in
each other's hungry mouths.

"Will you stop fuckng around!" he yelled. "That's exactly the
sort of thing that'll lose us the match! Snip's refereeing this
time, and he'll be looking for any excuse to knock points off
Gryffindong!"

Gorge Wussley really did fall off his broom at these words.

"Snip's refereeing?" he spluttered through a mouthful of mud and
his brother's expertly placed cock. "When's he ever refereed a
Quimmitch match? He's not going to be fair if we might overtake
Slithering."

The rest of the team landed next to Gorge to complain, too.

"It's not my fault," said Wood, stroking his fat penis and eyeing
up Hairy's mud slick ass and legs. "We've just got to make sure
we play a clean game, so Snip hasn't got an excuse to fuck with
us."

Which was all very well, thought Hairy, but he had another reason
for not wanting Snip near him while he was playing Quimmitch. ...

Hairy ended the after-practice orgy kneeling in the mud as Wood
took out a great deal of frustration on his tight, bare ass. The
Wussley brothers each pulled out of the holes they were fucking
and walked bow-legged to deposit their hot cum in Hairy's eager
mouth. He loved how much they seemed to desire him and they each
squirted a large, watery load of steaming jism. The taste was
always delicious and he loved slurping their lean dirty cocks
while they rammed his throat and their sweat, red-haired balls
slapped his chin and neck. Wood beat his white cheeks raw and
fucked him relentlessly.

When Hairy felt his fat cock swell, he almost pissed himself with
excitement. True to form, the older boy pulled out of his gaping,
pink hole and roughly gripped Hairy's mud and cum spattered
locks. Hairy opened wide as the boy's gaping piss hole swayed
before him. Wood bit his lip with concentration and stroked his
ass-slick meat. Hairy reached up and fondled his bloated, hairy
balls and was immediately rewarded by a thick gush of steaming
sperm. It blasted him in the eyes and forehead. Wood groaned and
his muscular legs quivered. Hairy desperately tickled his nuts
and blinked through a thick coating of warm goo, doing his best
to catch the rest of the boy's cream in his hungry mouth. Wood
pulled quickly on his fat penis a few times, then tensed as
another torrent of semen exploded from his pulsing, dripping piss
hole. This one caught Hairy right in the mouth. He felt his spent
cock stirring as Wood's thick cream laced his tongue and splashed
into the back of his mouth. After a full minute, Hairy had the
pleasure of swallowing an entire mouthful of hot, thick, gooey
sperm. The rest of the team hung back to cuddle and roll in the
mud with one another as usual after the end-of-practice orgy, but
Hairy headed straight back to the Gryffindong common room, where
he found Rim and Hymenie playing x-rated chess. Chess was the
only thing Hymenie ever lost at, something Hairy and Rim thought
was very good for her. Especially since Rim and Hairy's animated
pieces always sodomized Hymenie's pieces in a most graphic
fashion.

"Don't talk to me for a moment," said Rim when Hairy sat down
next to him, "I need to concen-" He caught sight of Hairy's face.
"What's the matter with you? You look terrible."

Speaking quietly so that no one else would hear, Hairy told the
other two about Snip's sudden, sinister desire to be a Quimmitch
referee.

"Don't play," said Hymenie at once, doing her best to ignore the
exploding cream splurting out of the sides of her pawn's mouth as
Rim's bishop choked it to death.

"Say you're ill," said Rim, caressing Hairy's leg furtively.

"Pretend to break your...leg," Hymenie suggested, nervously
glancing toward the boys' crotches.

"Really break your leg," said Rim, letting his fingers run over
Hairy's spent cock.

"I can't," said Hairy, spreading his legs to give Rim better
access. "There isn't a reserve Squeaker. If I back out,
Gryffindong can't play at all."

At that moment Nubile toppled into the common room. How he had
managed to climb through the portrait hole was anyone's guess,
because his legs had been stuck together with what they
recognized at once as the Leg-Locker Curse. He must have had to
bunny hop all the way up to Gryffindong Tower. Hairy felt his
cock pulse at the sight of Nubile's plump, smooth ass cheeks
wiggling around.

Everyone fell over laughing except Hymenie, who leapt up and
performed the countercurse. Nubile's legs sprang apart
accompanied by a squeaky fart and he got to his feet, trembling.

"What happened?" Hymenie asked him, leading him over to sit with
Hairy and Rim. Hairy felt a pang of jealousy at the way she kept
glancing at Nubile's hairless penis and little ball bag.

"Milftoy," said Nubile shakily, tucking his flopping genitals
back into his thong pouch. "I met him outside the library. He
said he'd been looking for someone to practice that on. I offered
to blow him but he just laughed."

"Go to Professor McGulpitall!" Hymenie urged Nubile, her hand
falling to his fat, white thigh. "Report him!"

Nubile shook his head. "I don't want more trouble," he mumbled.
Hairy noticed his cock was springing to life.

"You've got to stand up to him, Nubile!" said Rim, deftly
slipping Hairy's huge head out of his thong pouch and rubbing his
finger over the piss hole. "He's used to walking all over people,
but that's no reason to bend over in front of him and make it
easier."

"There's no need to tell me I'm not brave enough to be in
Gryffindong, Milftoy's already done that," Nubile choked out.
Hymenie's hand was now soothingly stroking Nubile's thigh and
Hairy was so jealous he could scream.

Hairy felt in the pocket of his robes and pulled out a Chocolate
Frog, the very last one from the box Hymenie had given him for
Christmas. He gave it to Nubile, who looked as though he might
cry.

"You're worth twelve of Milftoy," Hairy said. "The Squirting Hat
chose you for Gryffindong, didn't it? And where's Milftoy? In
stinking Slithering."

Nubile's lips twitched in a weak smile as he unwrapped the frog,
Hymenie's ministrations completely forgotten.

"Thanks, Hairy ... I think I'll go to bed. ... D'you want the card,
you collect them, don't you?"

As Nubile walked away, Hairy tore his gaze away from the boy's
smooth ass cheeks and looked at the Famous Jizzard card.

"Dribbledong again," he said, "He was the first one I ever --"

He gasped. He stared at the back of the card. Then he looked up
at Rim and Hymenie.

"I've found him!" he whispered. "I've found Flamer! I told you
I'd read the name somewhere before, I read it on the train coming
here -- listen to this: `Dribbledong is particularly famous for
his defeat of the Dark jizzard Groindebald in 1945, for the
discovery of the twelve uses of dragon's blood, and his work on
body fluid alchemy with his partner, Nicolas Flamer'!"

Hymenie jumped to her feet, not even noticing that her tiny
bikini top had slipped to reveal one silky pink nipple. She
hadn't looked so excited since they'd gotten back the marks for
their very first piece of homework.

"Stay there!" she said, and she sprinted up the stairs to the
girls' dormitories. Hairy and Rim barely had time to engage in
appreciative looks at her tight little buns before she was
dashing back, an enormous old book in her arms.

"I never thought to look in here!" she whispered excitedly. "I
got this out of the library weeks ago for a bit of light
reading."

"Light?" said Rim, but Hymenie told him to be quiet until she'd
looked something up, and started flicking frantically through the
pages, muttering to herself. Hymenie's pretty, bald pussy came
into view as she balanced the huge tome on her little knees.
Hairy froze with lust and love for her little baby cunt. Rim
grinned at him as his cock began to swell, thinking it was his
fingers that were responsible.

At last she found what she was looking for.

"I knew it! I knew it!"

"Are we allowed to speak yet?" said Rim grumpily. Hymenie ignored
him. She also ignored the fact that her little hairless pussy was
uncovered.

"Nicolas Flamer," she whispered dramatically, "is the only known
maker of the Sorcerer's Bone!"

This didn't have quite the effect she'd expected. She scootched
forward excitedly, her thin legs spreading to support the huge
tome. Hairy's cock began to grow as he ogled her pretty pink
slit.

"The what?" said Hairy and Rim.

"Oh, honestly, don't you two read? Look -- read that, there."

She pushed the book toward them, still making no effort to hide
the puffy pink nipple that had slipped loose, or the puffy
pre-pube pussy nestled between her slinky thighs. Hairy tried to
focus and read:

The ancient study of alchemy is concerned with making the
Sorcerer's Bone, a legendary phallus with astonishing powers. The
Bone will transform any metal into pure gold. It also produces
the Elixir of Lust, which will make the drinker perpetually
potent sexually and immortal.

There have been many reports of the Sorcerer's Bone over the
centuries, but the only Bone currently in existence belongs to
Mr. Nicolas Flamer, the noted alchemist and child lover. Mr.
Flamer, who celebrated his six hundred and sixty-fifth birthday
last year, enjoys a quiet life in Devon with his wife, Pussinelle
(whose tits each weight 60 pounds).


"See?" said Hymenie, when Hairy and Rim had finished. "The dog
must be guarding Flamer's Sorcerer's Bone! I bet he asked
Dribbledong to keep it safe for him, because they're lovers and
he knew someone was after it, that's why he wanted the Bone moved
out of Groinglutts!"

"A dildo that makes gold and stops you from ever going soft!"
said Hairy. "No wonder Snip's after it! Anyone would want it."

"And no wonder we couldn't find Flamer in that Study of Recent
Developments in Jizzardry," said Rim, rubbing Hairy's copious
precum around his huge head. "He's not exactly recent if he's six
hundred and sixty-five, is he?"



The next morning in Defense Against the Dark Arts, while copying
down different ways of treating injuries after werewolf sodomy,
Hairy and Rim were still discussing what they'd do with a
Sorcerer's Bone if they had one. It wasn't until Rim said he'd
fuck the entire Quimmitch team that Hairy remembered about Snip
and the coming match.

"I'm going to play," he told Rim and Hymenie. "If I don't, all
the Slitherings will think I'm just too scared to face Snip. I'll
show them ... it'll really slap a dick in their faces if we win."

"Just as long as we're not trying to find your dick on the field
afterwards," said Hymenie. Hairy turned to look at her, since
she'd seemed to say it with such feeling. He could swear he saw
her blushing.



As the match drew nearer, however, Hairy became more and more
nervous, whatever he told Rim and Hymenie. The rest of the team
wasn't too calm, either. Most practices descended quickly into
savage buttfucking sessions, which Hairy didn't mind but which
did not help them get prepared. The idea of overtaking Slithering
in the House Championship was wonderful, no one had done it for
seven years, but would they be allowed to, with such a biased
referee?

Hairy didn't know whether he was imagining it or not, but he
seemed to keep running into Snip wherever he went. At times, he
even wondered whether Snip was following him, trying to catch him
on his own. While this freaked him out, it also secretly aroused
him. He couldn't help wondering what it would be like to suck on
Snip's pale cock and take a load of his spunk all over his face.
Potions lessons were turning into a sort of weekly torture, Snip
was so horrible to Hairy. He found himself tempted to just offer
Snip his asshole in an effort to ingratiate himself. Could Snip
possibly know they'd found out about the Sorcerer's Bone? Hairy
didn't see how he could -- yet he sometimes had the horrible
feeling that Snip could read minds.



Hairy knew, when they wished him good luck outside the locker
rooms the next afternoon, that Rim and Hymenie were wondering
whether they'd ever see him alive again. This wasn't what you'd
call comforting. On the other hand, Hymenie did hint that she'd
give Hairy a `reward' if he managed to survive. Thinking about
getting his cock in her silky smooth twat, Hairy hardly heard a
word of Wood's pep talk as he pulled on his Quimmitch robes and
picked up his Numbnuts Two Thousand. When Wood noticed he wasn't
listening, he took Hairy's ass savagely. Hairy didn't mind the
older boy taking out his frustration on his more-than-willing
asshole, especially with the whole team watching. It made him
feel special. He loved that Wood's thick cock cream would serve
as the lubricant when he mounted his broom.

Rim and Hymenie, meanwhile, had found a place in the stands next
to Nubile, who couldn't understand why they looked so grim and
worried, or why they had both brought their dildos to the match.
Nubile was busy stuffing his face. He didn't mind it a bit when
Rim covertly sidled up behind him and rested his nervous,
throbbing prick between Nubile's soft, warm butt cheeks. Rim let
his hard cock slide between their softness, poking Nubile's tight
little nut sack. He could tell Nubile wanted it up the ass, but
didn't want to get in trouble by violating the orgasm
restriction. Rim was so worried about getting caught, he didn't
even notice the way Hymenie kept sneaking furtive glances at all
that boy flesh next to her. Little did Hairy know that Rim and
Hymenie had been secretly practicing the Leg-Locker Curse. They'd
gotten the idea from Milftoy using it on Nubile, and were ready
to use it on Snip if he showed any sign of wanting to hurt Hairy.

"Now, don't forget, it's Locomotor Mortis," Hymenie muttered as
Rim secreted his dildo between his own pert butt cheeks.

"I know," Rim snapped. "Don't fucking nag." He immediately
regretted his harsh words, when he caught a glimpse of Hymenie's
perfect butt. She too was slipping her dildo under her thong to
secure it between her shapely butt cheeks.

Back in the locker room, Wood had taken Hairy brutally then
rammed his dirty cock down Hairy's throat. Afterwards, he
appeared to calm down and even caressed Hairy's face as the
younger boy nursed his fat cock and cleaned it lovingly with lips
and tongue.

"Don't want to pressure you, Peeter, but if we ever need an early
capture of the Snatch it's now. Finish the game before Snip can
favor Hufflepiss too much."

"The whole school's out there!" said Frod Wussley, peering out of
the door as he nervously pissed in one of the girl teammates open
maw. "Even -- holy fuck! -- Dribbledong's come to watch!" With
this, he accidentally jerked and sprayed piss all over her pretty
face. She gulped a huge mouthful of yellow liquid and directed
the rest of his flow onto her mid-sized cleavage and pudgy tummy.


Hairy's heart did a somersault. He emitted a nervous, wet fart at
the thought of his idol watching him today.

"Dribbledong?" he said, dashing to the door to make sure Frod was
right. There was no mistaking that silver beard and enormous
prick.

Hairy could have laughed out loud with relief. He was safe. There
was simply no way that Snip would dare to try to hurt him if
Dribbledong was watching. His relief was so great that he poofed
another fart from his stretched asshole and decided to add his
own thick stream of white piss into the girl's mouth. She did her
best to swallow it all but Hairy's mighty cock emitted a stream
of white hot piss so thick and powerful that she seemed to
disappear beneath a deluge.

Dribbledong's presence may have been why Snip was looking so
angry as the teams marched onto the field, something that Rim
noticed, too.

"I've never seen Snip look so mean," he told Hymenie, his now
throbbing cock nestled firmly between Nubile's pudgy butt cheeks,
leaking fluid all over the boy's lower back. "Look -- they're off.
Ouch!"

Someone had poked Rim from behind, hitting Rim in his cum-bloated
balls. It was Milftoy.

"Oh, sorry, Wussley, didn't see you there."

Milftoy grinned broadly at Crabs and Gayle who were both eyeing
Rim and Nubile laciviously.

"Wonder how long Peeter's going to stay on his broom this time?
Anyone want a bet a blowjob? What about you, Wussley?"

Rim didn't answer; Snip had just awarded Hufflepiss a penalty
because Gorge Wussley had waggled his cock at him
disrespectfully. Hymenie, who had all her fingers crossed in her
lap, was squinting fixedly at Hairy, who was circling the game
like a child predator, looking for the Snatch.

"You know how I think they choose people for the Gryffindong
team?" said Milftoy loudly a few minutes later, as Snip awarded
Hufflepiss another penalty for no reason at all. "It's people
they feel sorry for. See, there's Peeter, who's got no parents,
then there's the Wussleys, who've got no money -- you should be on
the team, Longbottom, you've got no brains."

Nubile went bright red but carefully turned so as not to dislodge
Rim's cock and faced Milftoy.

"I'm worth twelve of you, Milftoy," he stammered.

Milftoy, Crabs, and Gayle howled with laughter, but Rim, still
not daring to take his eyes from the game, said, "You tell him,
Nubile." He was rewarded with Nubile's plump butt cheeks sliding
up and down his cock tenderly.

"Longbottom, if brains were gold you'd be poorer than Wussley,
and that's saying something." Milftoy was happily sitting between
his overlarge companions with his hands thrust into each of their
crotches.

Rim's nerves were already stretched to the breaking point with
anxiety about Hairy.

"I'm warning you, Milftoy -- one more word --"

"Rim!" said Hymenie suddenly. She reached over to tug on his arm
and accidentally grabbed his cock. "Hairy -- !"

"What? Where?" Rim blurted, his aching cock actually spurting
precum all over Hymenie's fingers and Nubile's jiggling butt.

Hairy had suddenly gone into a spectacular dive, which drew gasps
and cheers from the crowd. Hymenie stood up, her crossed fingers
instinctively going in her mouth to be licked clean, as Hairy
streaked toward the ground like a bullet.

"You're in luck, Wussley, Peeter's obviously spotted some money
on the ground!" said Milftoy.

Rim snapped. Before Milftoy knew what was happening, Rim was on
top of him, wrestling him to the ground, his stiff cock leaking
fluid all over Milftoy's robes. Nubile hesitated, then clambered
over the back of his seat to help, his gleaming, white cheeks
jutting into the air behind him.

"Come on, Hairy!" Hymenie screamed, leaping onto her seat to
watch as Hairy sped straight at Snip -- she didn't even notice
Milftoy and Rim rolling around under her seat, or the scuffles
and yelps coming from the whirl of fists and cocks that was
Nubile, Crabs, and Gayle.

Up in the air, Snip turned on his broomstick just in time to see
something scarlet shoot past him, missing him by inches -- the
next second, Hairy had pulled out of the dive, his arm raised in
triumph, the Snatch clasped in his hand.

The stands erupted; it had to be a record, no one could ever
remember the Snatch being caught so quickly.

"Rim! Rim! Where are you? The game's over! Hairy's won! We've
won! Gryffindong is in the lead!" shrieked Hymenie, dancing up
and down on her seat and hugging Perverti Petal in the row in
front. Her scanty attire ended up in disarray, giving everyone
around her a good view of her jiggling ass cheeks, bald pussy wet
with dew, and her puffy pink nipples.

Hairy jumped off his broom, a foot from the ground. He couldn't
believe it. He'd done it -- the game was over; it had barely
lasted five minutes. As Gryffindongs came spilling onto the
field, he saw Snip land nearby, white-faced and tight-lipped --
then Hairy felt a hand on his ass and looked up into
Dribbledong's smiling face.

"Well done," said Dribbledong quietly, so that only Hairy could
hear. He slid a finger under Hairy's thong and tickled his anus,
then gave Hairy's huge balls a squeeze. "Nice to see you haven't
been brooding about that mirror ... been keeping that asshole busy
... excellent ...such excellent tone to your scrotum...such beautiful
lips too..."

Hairy's cock became instantly erect and he felt his knees quiver
with a desire to fall to his knees and worship Dribbledong's
crooked penis. Snip spat bitterly on the ground.





* * *

Hairy left the locker room alone some time later, to take his
Numbnuts Two Thousand back to the broomshed. He couldn't ever
remember feeling happier. He'd really done something to be proud
of now -- no one could say he was just a famous name any more. The
evening air had never smelled so sweet. He walked over the damp
grass, reliving the last hour in his head, which was a happy
blur: Gryffindongs running to lift him onto their shoulders, his
throbbing cock standing up before him for everyone to see;
Hymenie in the distance, jumping up and down giving him glimpses
of her sexy charms, Rim cheering through a heavy nosebleed.

And then the orgy to end all team orgies. He could still feel the
excitement as Wood knelt like a dog before him and invited Hairy
to take him in the ass. The older boy's muscular ass was tight
and warm. Hairy shook like virgin as he impaled him. Then each
member of the team had knelt reverently and insisted Hairy fuck
them in the ass as well. Hairy had never felt so fulfilled as his
shitty cock stretched one pink asshole after another. He fondled
breasts and fingered pussies, making each of his female teammates
cum hard as he violated their assholes. His male teammates were
usually fucking someone else while he violated them, but he got
his share of hard cocks to stroke and balls to squeeze as he
drove his mighty cock deep into their hot asses.

But the piece de resistance  was Wood taking Hairy's huge cock up
his tight ass. After fucking the entire team, Hairy ended up
standing behind Wood as the piss-drinking girl slurped Wood's
spent cock. Hairy's cock became a blur as he felt the mother of
all orgasms coming on. Finally he exploded deep in Wood's ass,
his huge prick pumping quarts of hot cum into Wood's bowels. Piss
girl eagerly took his dirty, spent prick in her mouth, sucking
and slurping him clean as Wood farted gushing fountains of
Hairy's cum into her mouth and all over her pretty face. Hairy
ended the orgy by quietly washing her face off with hot piss and
filling her bulging cheeks repeatedly before she lovingly tickled
his piss hole and lapped his cock and balls clean.

Hairy had reached the shed with all these warm memories whirling
around his filthy mind. He leaned against the wooden door and
looked up at Hogfarts, with its windows glowing red in the
setting sun. Gryffindong in the lead. He'd done it, he'd shown
Snip. Now if he could just convince the wicked teacher to have
sex with him...

And speaking of Snip...

A hooded figure came swiftly down the front steps of the castle.
Clearly not wanting to be seen, it walked as fast as possible
toward the forbidden forest. Hairy's victory faded from his mind
as he watched. He recognized the figure's lean, hairless legs.
Snip, sneaking into the forest while everyone else was at dinner
-- what the fuck was going on?

Hairy mounted his weary asshole onto his Numbnuts Two Thousand
and took off. Gliding silently over the castle he saw Snip enter
the forest at a run. He followed.

The trees were so thick he couldn't see where Snip had gone. He
flew in circles, lower and lower, brushing the top branches of
trees until he heard voices. He glided toward them and landed
noiselessly in a towering beech tree.

He climbed carefully along one of the branches, holding tight to
his broomstick, trying to see through the leaves.

Below, in a shadowy clearing, stood Snip, but he wasn't alone.
Squirrell was there, too. Hairy couldn't make out the look on his
face, because he was on his knees before Snip facing away. But he
was stuttering worse than ever in between slurping and sucking
loudly on Snip's floppy, white cock. Hairy felt his own cock fill
with blood at finally being able to see Snip's penis and strained
to catch what they were saying.

"... d-don't know why you <slurp slurp> wanted t-t-to meet here
<suckle slurp smack> of all p-places, Severus ..."

"Oh, I thought we'd keep this private," said Snip, his voice icy
as he wrenched his pale prick from Squirrell's lips and smacked
in the face with it repeatedly. "Students aren't supposed to know
about the Sorcerer's Bone, after all."

Hairy leaned forward, fascinated by Snip's pale cock and the
hairless balls that hung beneath them loosely. Squirrell was
mumbling something. Snip interrupted him by pushing the other
man's forehead to till his head back. Hairy's heart beat faster
as Snip bowed his skinny legs and nestled his entire scrotum in
Squirrell's quivering lips. He could see now that Snip's penis
was quite large and gleamed like moonlight. Hairy felt a
wrenching desire to know what it was like to have to big balls
and that big, wrinkled sack slide into his warm mouth to be
worshipped.

"Have you found out how to get past that beast of Hogrod's yet?"
Squirrell didn't answer for a while; he was too busy slurping and
sucking on those delicious nuts. Hairy didn't blame him one bit.

Snip finally pulled back, his wet ball sack popping out of
Squirrell's feminine lips with a loud pop. "B-b-but Severus, I --"

"You don't want me as your enemy, Squirrell," said Snip, stroking
his still-floppy cock and smacking Squirrell in the face again.

"I-I don't know what you --"

"You know perfectly well what I mean." With this, he rammed his
white cock into Squirrell's mouth and down his throat.

An owl hooted loudly, and Hairy was bent over so far to watch
with lust as Squirrell's throat bulged that he nearly fell out of
the tree. He steadied himself in time to hear Snip say, "-- your
little bit of hocus-pocus. I'm waiting." He stroked his cock in
and out of Squirrell's throat for some minutes and Hairy couldn't
help but balance himself so he could play with his stiffy.

He finally let Squirrell up for air. "B-but I d-d-don't --" With a
grim look, Snip rammed his cock between the other man's lips
again. This time he fucked his throat relentlessly, his loose
balls swinging back and forth wildly. Hairy jerked his own cock,
wishing fervently to know what it felt like to have those soft,
pale balls hitting him in the throat as Snip's fat cock fucked
his own throat. Pretty soon, Squirrell reached up to grasp Snip's
pale ass cheeks. Gritting his teeth and looking entirely evil,
Snip gripped Squirrell's head and hissed as orgasm swept over
him. Hairy's heart hammered as he watched the powerful muscles at
the base of Snip's cock spasm. He could see the teacher's fat
prick lurching in Squirrell's stretched throat. Hairy almost came
imagining the hot load that was being pumped directly into
Squirrell's lucky tummy. Thick cum exploded from Squirrell's nose
and Hairy licked his lips as the man struggled to breath and blew
cum bubbles. Snip seemed to cum for a long time, the spasms
slowly subsiding, rivers of thick, delicious ball cream running
from Squirrell's nose and spurting from his stretched lips around
Snip's throbbing member. Finally, Snip pulled his cock from
Squirrell's mouth, long streamers of mucus and cum connecting it
to the smaller man's lips. Snip wiped himself clean on
Squirrell's cheeks, helpfully scooping up gobbets of cum and
sliding them into his lips. Squirrell whimpered like a girl,
slurping and sucking Snip's dirty cock adoringly. Then Snip
smacked his softening meat all over the kneeling man's face again
and quietly tucked it away.

"Very well," Snip said. "We'll have another little chat soon,
when you've had time to think things over and decided where your
loyalties lie."

He threw his cloak over his head and strode out of the clearing.
It was almost dark now, but Hairy could see Squirrell, kneeling
quite still as though he was petrified.

* * *

"Hairy, where have you been?" Hymenie squeaked. She was looking
more radiant than ever and Hairy's recent experience made him
want to fuck her even more than normal.

"We won! You won! We won!" shouted Rim, thumping Hairy on the
back and giving his still semi-hard cock a squeeze. "And I gave
Milftoy a black eye, and Nubile tried to take on Crabs and Gayle
single-handed! He's still out cold but Madam Palmfury says it's
nothing a little handjob and some ointment won't cure -- talk
about showing Slithering! Everyone's waiting for you in the
common room, we're having an orgy, Frod and Gorge stole some
cakes and stuff from the kitchens."

"Never mind that now," said Hairy breathlessly. "Let's find an
empty room, you wait 'til you hear this. ..."

He made sure Pees wasn't inside before shutting the door behind
them, then he told them what he'd seen and heard.

"So we were right, it is the Sorcerer's Bone, and Snip's trying
to force Squirrell to help him get it. He asked if he knew how to
get past Fluffnuts -- and he said something about Squirrell's
`hocus-pocus' -- I reckon there are other things guarding the
stone apart from Fluffnuts, loads of enchantments, probably, and
Squirrell would have done some anti-Dark Arts spell that Snip
needs to break through --"

"So you mean the Bone's only safe as long as Squirrell stands up
to Snip?" said Hymenie in alarm.

"It'll be gone by next Tuesday," said Rim.