Heeee, thank you, Mystery Author! This is faboo, and I'm sorry I didn't get to comment on it when it first went up! My internet connection was being incredibly uncooperative, and I'm lucky I actually managed to get the fics posted at all. ::headdesk::
ANYway. Proper comment ahoy!
Okay, the most awesome thing about this? Is that they're both being such boys about all of this! And seriously... Penis-measuring contests? This fic is just the perfect metaphor for their entire relationship. LMAO
If anyone in HP canon were a habitual outdoor, semi-public wanker, of course it would be Sirius. LOL I absolutely love that he just keeps right on doing what he's doing when interrupted by Severus. Not going to give him the satisfaction of a reaction, ha! Then the ensuing string of insults is so typically male and typically them that it's like it's rehearsed! Seriously, I think they'd have been shocked and appalled if they hadn't taken the opportunity to ridicule each other's peckers and what they can or can't do with them. ::snertle::
"No." Sirius felt his cheeks grow red. "Pull it out and prove it, or shut your bloody face."
Hahaha, yes, now there's a classic Gryffindor reaction/challenge for you. It's eeeeenteresting that Severus -- a Slytherin -- took the bait, though, innit? ;D
"You lose, Black," said Snape in self-satisfied tones.
"Way to state the obvious," Sirius replied crossly, casting around for a suitable retort. "What you do with it is more important than size anyhow. Everyone knows that."
"Oh?" Snape's eyebrows went up. "That's why you were so keen to show that you were bigger than me, I suppose."
Snape didn't seem to notice that he was still playing with himself, his long body fingers manipulating each inch of his prick as they spoke. But then, Sirius was doing the same.
Oh, man, perfect snark for these two. Hmm, if I didn't know better, I might think their bickering turned them on... Well, it's certainly not putting them off, clearly!
Snape hesitated just long enough for Sirius to wonder what he was thinking before he said, "Agreed."
Sirius sneaked a glance at Snape's face. He hadn't sounded all that upset that by Sirius's stipulation
Oh, so now you've finally started to wonder, huh, Sirius? LOL
Nevertheless, he found himself giving quick glances at Snape. His ugly face was flushed, his beaky nose in particular, and his breath came out in short pants as his prick slid through his fist.
::gurgle:: Oh, that really shouldn't be hot, should it??
Watching for the Quaffle to go through the leftmost hoop was a good distraction, in fact. Any time Sirius felt like the heat inside him might start to boil over, he directed a little more attention at the players.
Oh, man, I'm dying at how frighteningly close that is to "thinking about baseball". XD
Snape groaned, and Sirius's eyes crossed as he tried to look in two directions at once. He saw Snape's face twist, his body convulse as his prick spurted its pearly load onto the packed dirt.
Nerrrgh...
Ha, how much do I love the fact that Sirius has absolutely no idea how to read Severus' reactions and expressions?? Bwaha!
Sirius slumped limply against the post, as relieved by the fact of beating Snape as by the orgasm itself.
::snicker snort::
Yes, Sirius, you won. Of course, all you've succeeded in doing is proving that you are, in fact, the superior wanker! XD XD XD
Ah, poor, silly Gryffindor. ::shakes head:: But then again, it takes a speak-first-think-later Gryffindor to blurt out the offer of a rematch, doesn't it? (HOMAN I wanna see the rematch...)
ANYway. Proper comment ahoy!
Okay, the most awesome thing about this? Is that they're both being such boys about all of this! And seriously... Penis-measuring contests? This fic is just the perfect metaphor for their entire relationship. LMAO
If anyone in HP canon were a habitual outdoor, semi-public wanker, of course it would be Sirius. LOL I absolutely love that he just keeps right on doing what he's doing when interrupted by Severus. Not going to give him the satisfaction of a reaction, ha! Then the ensuing string of insults is so typically male and typically them that it's like it's rehearsed! Seriously, I think they'd have been shocked and appalled if they hadn't taken the opportunity to ridicule each other's peckers and what they can or can't do with them. ::snertle::
"No." Sirius felt his cheeks grow red. "Pull it out and prove it, or shut your bloody face."
Hahaha, yes, now there's a classic Gryffindor reaction/challenge for you. It's eeeeenteresting that Severus -- a Slytherin -- took the bait, though, innit? ;D
"You lose, Black," said Snape in self-satisfied tones.
"Way to state the obvious," Sirius replied crossly, casting around for a suitable retort. "What you do with it is more important than size anyhow. Everyone knows that."
"Oh?" Snape's eyebrows went up. "That's why you were so keen to show that you were bigger than me, I suppose."
Snape didn't seem to notice that he was still playing with himself, his long body fingers manipulating each inch of his prick as they spoke. But then, Sirius was doing the same.
Oh, man, perfect snark for these two. Hmm, if I didn't know better, I might think their bickering turned them on... Well, it's certainly not putting them off, clearly!
Snape hesitated just long enough for Sirius to wonder what he was thinking before he said, "Agreed."
Sirius sneaked a glance at Snape's face. He hadn't sounded all that upset that by Sirius's stipulation
Oh, so now you've finally started to wonder, huh, Sirius? LOL
Nevertheless, he found himself giving quick glances at Snape. His ugly face was flushed, his beaky nose in particular, and his breath came out in short pants as his prick slid through his fist.
::gurgle:: Oh, that really shouldn't be hot, should it??
Watching for the Quaffle to go through the leftmost hoop was a good distraction, in fact. Any time Sirius felt like the heat inside him might start to boil over, he directed a little more attention at the players.
Oh, man, I'm dying at how frighteningly close that is to "thinking about baseball". XD
Snape groaned, and Sirius's eyes crossed as he tried to look in two directions at once. He saw Snape's face twist, his body convulse as his prick spurted its pearly load onto the packed dirt.
Nerrrgh...
Ha, how much do I love the fact that Sirius has absolutely no idea how to read Severus' reactions and expressions?? Bwaha!
Sirius slumped limply against the post, as relieved by the fact of beating Snape as by the orgasm itself.
::snicker snort::
Yes, Sirius, you won. Of course, all you've succeeded in doing is proving that you are, in fact, the superior wanker! XD XD XD
Ah, poor, silly Gryffindor. ::shakes head:: But then again, it takes a speak-first-think-later Gryffindor to blurt out the offer of a rematch, doesn't it? (HOMAN I wanna see the rematch...)
:D ♥