DUMBLEDORE SEX ALERT - DRAGON PR0N!
One dirty talking Dumbledore coming up!
"Slip your tongue under Harry's foreskin, now." Dumbledore beamed. "Tell me what he tastes like."
"How long did you say it'd take to exorcise the headmaster's office?" Harry asked, his once-proud erection flagging under Dumbledore's avid gaze, despite Severus's best efforts. "And while you're at it, tell me one more time why Professor Dumbledore was hung in our bedroom?"
"Albus, my dear boy, Albus."
Severus didn't bother to look up. "Shut up, you perverted old goat. Potter, ignore him unless he has a helpful suggestion."
Harry leaned back a bit further as Severus nuzzled his balls. He spread his legs a bit wider. "You haven't answered my – oooooooh, yeah, right there." His prick demonstrated its resiliency. "Oh, God, Severus, along the vein and then just a – oh, fuck, perfect, right under the head, a little tooth – ah! Pull it!"
Potter's foreskin held tight between his lips, Severus pulled back, the satiny skin sliding over the head of Harry's cock and hiding it from sight even as it left nothing to the imagination. Harry keened, his hips rising from the bed.
"Peel it back and lick around the head," Dumbledore suggested.
Severus did. Harry's heart raced. "Yes, I love your mouth, please suck me, please don't tease – "
"Don't give him what he wants," Dumbledore urged. "Make him wait. Stab your tongue into his slit and pull his balls."
"More, more, oh Godpleasemore," Harry begged, strung tight as a bowstring, unable to move while Severus had him so deliciously immobilised. "Please, Severus, let me come in your mouth, please suck me!"
"Get it wet and blow on it," Dumbledore said. "Then –"
Without warning, Harry spurted, hitting Severus in the eye. "I'm coming!" he cried. "Swallow me!"
Severus obliged until Harry ran dry, then sat up, wiping his face. "Generally speaking, Potter, one announces that one is reaching climax prior to doing so." He blinked rapidly. "Ejaculate is very irritating when your partner deposits it in your eye."
"I'm coming, I'm coming!" Dumbledore gasped. Harry and Severus watched.
"A bit anticlimactic in two dimensions," Severus observed. "Don't the artists imbue you with semen? Or do you normally just jerk your hips and twitch?" He flinched as Harry slumped against him, clearly slipping into sleep. "What about me?" he demanded.
Harry answered with a snuffling snore.
"Wank yourself. I'm sure that you'll accomplish your goals admirably." Dumbledore yawned. "I believe I'll take a nap now. Unless you practice auto-fellatio," he added with a spark of interest.
"If I did I'd hardly do it for your benefit," Severus sneered.
"Oh. Well, then. Good night." Moments later, Dumbledore was snoring.
Severus shook Harry awake. "Do me now."
Half-asleep, Harry grunted and flopped over onto his stomach. "There you go. Have at it."
"Never mind." Severus crossed his arms and lay back against his pillows, glaring at the ceiling. He glowered comfortably for a few minutes before glancing at Harry and then at Dumbledore, determining that they were truly asleep.
Moving slowly so as not to wake Harry, he contorted his body. With a little wiggling, he eventually managed to lick the head of his cock. Soon he was industriously mouthing himself, licking and wanking until he climaxed. Breathing hard, he closed his eyes and began to snore.
"Is he asleep?"
Harry's eyes opened at Dumbledore's whisper. "I can't believe you got him to do it."
"I always suspected he could," Dumbledore breathed. "Well-endowed, our Severus."
"And flexible." Harry sighed. "I'll miss you when you have to go back, you know. Our sex life has never been kinkier." He yawned. "Thanks, Headmaster."
"You're entirely welcome," Dumbledore said. "Good night, my boys."