nimrod_9 (nimrod_9) wrote in pervy_werewolf, @ 2011-05-03 22:26:00 |
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Entry tags: | #lmom 2011, author: nimrod_9, kink: first time, remus/harry |
LMOM 11 Day 3 Still Teaching Remus/Harry NC-17
Title: Still Teaching
Author/Artist: nimrod_9
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Remus/Harry
Kink(s): Virgin!Harry sex
Challenge: Lusty Month of May 2011
Word count [if applicable]: 2,413
Warming: Unbeta'd.
A/N: Harry is 20 here!!
Remus hit the save button and minimized his document. Someone was rapping at the door. That in of itself was not unprecedented, but certainly unusual since it was neither the day for the eggman nor the milkman. His small cottage on the outskirts of a small town in Wales kept him relatively secluded. He opened the door cautiously, wand at the ready.
The bright green eye and dark messy hair of Harry Potter greeted him as he opened the door. "Harry!"
"Remus!" Harry reached and hugged the taller man.
"Come on in. It's a bit chilly; it will probably rain later." Remus hustled him inside and closed the door. "Can I get you some tea?"
Harry shrugged of his jacket and nodded.
"Have a seat or come with. I'll only be a minute." Remus called over his shoulder as he made for his tiny kitchen. Harry trailed after him. He filled the kettle and heated the water as he filled the tea ball and added shortbread biscuits and caramel squares to a small plate. "So what brings you here, Harry?"
"Well, I need a favour." Harry replied as he looked intently at his trainers.
Remus picked up the tea tray. "Let's sit in the lounge; we'll be more comfortable."
They sat. Harry stuffed a couple of biscuits in his mouth and gulped the tea. Remus watched and wondered at his apparent nervousness. He crossed his long legs and leaned back while he waited. Harry downed a caramel square next. An intervention was apparently necessary before the young man put himself in a diabetic coma.
"You said you needed a favour?" Remus asked as he sipped his tea.
Two bright pink spots appeared high on Harry's cheeks. "Uh yeah."
Remus waited, again. "And the favour?"
Harry licked his lips. "I'd like you to teach me something."
"I will if I can Harry, but I imagine with Auror training and your other experiences you are pretty well educated."
Harry picked at the knee of his denims. "Well, it's not really magic….I mean there could be some involved….it's just….well…more personal."
Remus' forehead wrinkled. "If I remember correctly they teach contraceptive charms at Hogwarts in fourth year and the making of a contraceptive amulet in fifth year. You and Ginny are both skilled…"
Harry interrupted. "We're not together anymore." He said as he appeared to check the carpeting for some unknown danger.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't know. So you said it's personal..." Leaving the space for Harry to explain.
"I need you to teach me how to have sex with a man." The words came out in a fast jumble.
"What?" Remus gasped.
"Well, as it turns out I'm gay. Gay a picnic basket really. I mean seriously even when Ginny offered……I just couldn't! The blow jobs and hand jobs were good I just could never touch her…I got weirded out even touching her down there. Anyway I think I'll be okay with blow jobs and hand jobs 'cause I know what I like, but this….well this is something…."
"Take a breath, Harry." Remus took one himself. "Why don't you just wait until you find someone who interests you that way? Perhaps have a date or two."
Harry sighed and rolled his eyes. "That's the problem. There is someone. He doesn't know I’m interested yet, but if we…you know and he found out I never had. Well, I'd never hear the end of it or it would end up as a full page advert in The Daily Prophet. I can just see it The Chosen One Still a Virgin and Gay to Boot. Or I'll just muck it up so badly he'd never to it with me again."
"For the sake of argument let's say none of that will happen." Remus soothed.
Harry jumped up. "Are you kidding?! This is Malfoy we're talking about! He'd do all that, probably ten times worse."
"Harry, if you believe that why are you interested?"
"Remus, have you ever looked at him? He's HOT and smart and…and. I don't need any other reasons." Harry crossed his arms across his chest.
"I not sure I'm the right person to do this."
"Of course you are. You're gay first off and I don't know that many blokes who are. You wouldn't just be doing it because I'm the chosen one, or Harry Potter Saviour of the Wizarding World. You'd do it because you could teach me same as you taught me the Patronus charm or you taught Neville that he could have confidence in himself." Harry replied earnestly.
Remus snorted. "Not exactly the same." But the part about someone wanting Harry just because of elevated status and not who he was did give him pause.
"Remus, are you seeing someone? Is that it?"
"No, I'm not." Remus could answer truthfully.
"So you and Snape…."
"He has stopped sending my letters back charmed to spontaneously combust, now he just sends them back, opened."
"So progress, right?" Harry grinned.
"Progress." Remus agreed.
They were silent for a few moments.
"Will you?" Harry asked quietly.
Remus sighed. "Yes, I will. I think I am going to need a drink first."
"Am I that bad?" Harry asked cheekily.
"Brat. This old man just needs to relax a bit." Remus walked over to a bookcase and took a bottle of Firewhisky off the shelf. He poured a healthy shot in his tea.
"All right. Let's finish our tea first."
Harry gulped down two more cups of tea, while Remus sipped his. When the two cups were nestled back on the tray Remus held out his hand. "Shall we?"
"Yeah. I'm ready. Maybe I could use the loo? I'm a little nervous and the tea…" Harry stammered.
Remus directed him to the first door down the hallway. "My room is the next door."
He busied himself; he found the lube, pulled back the sheets and took off his shirt. Harry gasped from the doorway.
"That's a lot of scars."
"Does it bother you?" Remus asked quietly.
"No. I'm just surprised. What do we do now?"
"Why don't you take off your shirt, too?"
Harry was free of it in a moment.
"Come here." Remus instructed.
Harry complied.
"First, we note the erogenous zones. Where did Ginny touch you?"
"We mostly kissed and she touched my prick." Harry blushed.
"Nipples are a good place to start." Remus flicked his thumbs over both of Harry's at the same time. He did again. Harry shivered. "Some people like it more rough." Remus pinched on nipple lightly.
"Fuck! Gods, Remus that went right to my prick."
Remus smiled gently. "Of course it did. Erogenous zone, remember?" He played with Harry's nipples a little longer and then moved his hands away. "Now we'll try your neck. He nuzzled the junction of his neck and shoulder with his five-o'clock shadow. Harry squirmed. Remus let his teeth nip the tender skin there. Harry jumped.
"Remus…" Harry said breathlessly.
His teeth gave way to a deep suction. Harry's hips rocked.
"Are we getting the idea?" Remus asked.
"Oh, yeah." Harry immediately reached for Remus' nipples. His thumbs worked the nubs back and forth.
"You can pinch or twist lightly. I do like it rough."
Harry applied himself with gusto and Remus' trousers were tented in no time.
"My turn, again." Remus lifted one of Harry's arms and ran his light stubble just under the armpit. Harry trembled and his hips bucked. "Oh, you like that." He did it again, and again. Harry panted.
"When did we get to this?" Harry asked as he put his hand to the bulge in his denims.
"So enough foreplay?" Remus asked.
"Yeah. I mean I get the idea." Harry said as he toed off his trainers. "So can we move on?"
"Alright. In a real life situation your pace will be determined by the both of you."
"Am I too fast?" Harry asked aghast.
"You're fine, Harry. Just remember it's about the two of you."
"I…don't…I mean.."
"Trousers and pants off Harry and we'll go from there."
Harry shimmed out of his clothes with the lightening speed of youth; Remus folded his trousers neatly on the chair. He turned around and Harry gasped.
"Remus where do you keep that thing?!"
Remus chuckled. "In my pants most of the time. Baggy trousers help."
"Thank Merlin you're not going to put that in me."
"I'm not?" Remus queried.
"Ah…no. I need to top; I mean I think I'm a top and Malfoy…well Malfoy is such a bottom, a pushy one, but still a bottom. You're ok with that right? I mean you and Snape…"
Remus cut him off. "Pushy bottom is apparently a Slytherin trait. I'm ok with it either way so don't worry. Come here."
Harry stepped over; Remus grasped both of their cocks together and rubbed them in his hand.
"Fuck! Fuck Remus…I didn't know how that would feel." He bucked his hips. "More…"
"No, no more." Remus said firmly as he released them both. "Over here on the bed. I believe the easiest way for most people is doggie-style; no one has to be particularly flexible and the person behind can clearly see what he is doing. This is critical for the first few times. You won't end up hurt or hexed." There was a smile in Remus voice at the last.
He climbed onto the bed and got on all fours. "First, we need lube and stretching. When I'm open enough you'll have to lube yourself. The lube is over there on the night stand get some on your hand, whichever one is dominate."
"Aren't there spells for this?" Harry eyed the lube warily.
"Yes. There are spell for stretching and conjuring lube. However, if you are going to be any good at this you need to know what everything feels like. I'll write down a couple of spells for you later; you can look the rest up or work out more on your own. Back to the lube. Spread it on your hand and between your fingers. First, you will be working with your index finger."
Harry lubed his hand generously. Remus heard a plop of lube hit the sheets. "Index finger first gently touch the pucker and see if it will give way to light pressure. Your partner might need to relax. Remember, it will happen, but it can take time." Harry's index finger slipped right in. "Now move it gently in an out you should have felt two rings of muscle. Once you have one finger moving easily, add a second.
Harry pulled his finger out and put his ring finger and middle fingers together. His fingers slipped into Remus with some pressure.
"Now move them in and out as well and after a bit start scissoring them. Opening them up like scissors. Do that until you think I'm loose enough to take a third finger."
Harry whinged and rubbed his cock against the back or Remus' thigh. "Can't we just use the spell?"
"Concentrate. Three fingers at least, Harry."
"I'll fit now; I'm sure of it." Harry countered.
"Who is giving the lesson, Harry?"
Harry pressed three fingers into Remus who rocked back and forth to take them all in.
"Remus, please…."
"Alright, lube your cock thoroughly. You need plenty for someone inexperienced or naturally very tight." Remus could hear Harry fisting his cock. "None of that. You don't need it. Now line yourself up and push. It helps sometimes if the other person presses outward."
The head of Harry's cock popped inside Remus. "Oh, fuck!" He pushed forward.
"Stop. Go slow Harry. You're in a place not meant for this so there is usually an adjustment period. Slowly. If you with someone who wants it faster they'll let you know."
Harry pushed in inch by inch and he was shaking by the time he was full seated. "I'm going to burst, Remus." He whispered.
"No, you aren't. First, you stay still and the reach around and grab your partner's cock. People often go soft while someone is entering them. Stroke them, make them hard."
"But you are already."
"Start to move in and out. Not all the way out."
Harry rocked his hips; Remus let him continue for half a dozen strokes. "Remember to pull my cock."
Harry's hand picked up the rhythm of his prick.
"Good, good. Now you're going to adjust your angle just a bit. Move higher, then lower, keep changing until you find my prostate. Trust me, you'll know by my reaction when you get it just right."
"Too many things…wanna come."
"Focus, Harry. You're doing this for both and your partner's pleasure." Remus could hear Harry taking a few deep slow breaths. "Change the angle."
Harry changed his position once, twice, three times; Remus widened his stance and four and Harry got it right on the money.
"That's it. Now, fuck me Harry. Don't forget to work my cock just as you would while you wank."
Harry didn’t need to be told twice; he starting filling Remus hard and fast with his distended cock.
"Work your hand faster, rougher, Harry. You want me ready when you are."
"Ready now." Harry said through gritted teeth. "Sorry."
Remus could feel the pulsing and the hot cream filling him. He was close too, but Harry's hand had stopped moving and he was going to have to wait.
After a few minutes, Harry's breathing slowed. "Remus…"
"Stay where you are and finish me."
Harry's hand started again. Remus pushed himself through that fist as hard as he could. Harry sped up and tightened his grip. Remus let out a whinge. Oh, blessed relief, it was coming. He panted and thrust his hips. "Coming!"
His cream burst from his cock, hitting him on the chin and chest. He couldn’t believe the amount of semen he emitted. Harry's hand milked him for a few moments longer. He needed to think, eventually.
"Ah, Remus…" Harry broke the minutes of silence. "How do I get out?"
Remus chuckled. "Your prick will soften and slip out on its own, usually. If you stay hard, you just need to withdraw very, very slowly."
"What if I'm hard again?"
"Same principal, Harry."
"It was wanking you, you know."
"Slowly, Harry."
Remus could feel him pulling out; he was doing well. Harry was finally out and he didn't move from behind him.
"Are you alright?"
"Yeah, um yeah."
"Harry?"
"I think I need a nap." He paused. "And a wank."