Disclaimer: Harry Potter and associated characters belong to JK Rowling. No money was earned from this fiction.
Summary: Set the summer after POA, Severus returns to America and vacations at Sturgis for the first time. Forced to play nice with a stranger he ends up making a friend.
Warnings: Violence, Drug Use, Language, Sexual Situations
Hair Of The Dog
Max roared up to the campsite and shut his bike down. Finally, the rest of the crew were there from Echo and the party could begin. The enormously tall red head dismounted and walked over to where Grant was unpacking the saddlebags of Damon's bike. "Hey Grant, did you have a good trip out?"
Grant looked up and pursed his lips as the reek of whiskey and who knows what assaulted him. "Fine, just trying to get things settled in. We need another tent pitched for Severus, if you wouldn't mind helping." He pointed over to a bundle on the back of a big coffee coloured Harley. Max made his way over and ran his hands along the chrome..."Nice work."
Severus looked over when another bike roared up. He watched as what appeared to be a Weasley clone got off and his jaw nearly dropped. The man nearly matched him in height but the sheer size of him was amazing. If he didn't know better he would have said this man was part Hagrid as well. He was approaching Grant wobbling as if he were completely bladdered. Grant didn't appear to be bothered by the man but then he went for his bike. "Get away from my bike! Chivvy along you daft 'apeth!" He made for his cycle.
Damon looked up and surveyed the scene. "Oh Hell." He threw down the tent peg and went after Severus.
"What the hell did you just say, you little prick?" Max asked slowly as he turned and sized up the man coming at him. Tall, but a couple of inches shorter than him, skinny, shoulder length black hair...a fucking scarecrow was squawking at him. He raised his hand and poked one meaty finger into Severus' solar plexus, sending the smaller man on his ass in the dirt. "Now what did you just call me?" He stood over him with his arms folded across his massive chest, not paying any attention at all to Grant, who was trying to pull him off.
"A daft half penny, you great oaf!" Severus growled from the ground. "Geroff, my bike and my friend." He stood up and brushed the dirt from his arse. " Alright there, Grant?" He reached for the other man.
Max grabbed his arm, moving faster than a man his size had a right to. "Don't touch Damon's man, understand me? You might talk fancy, you aren't very smart." He pulled Grant in protectively with the other arm and looked down at him. "You're okay, right? He didn't do anything he shouldn't did he?"
Grant looked up at the red head and shook his head. "Max, this is Severus, the one whose tent you are going to put up. He's the one that stayed with us last summer. Stop it, just let him go." He smacked the larger man and reached out to Severus. "Are you okay?"
"Bril, Grant just bril." Severus bristled and pulled his arm from the other man‘s grasp. "You're the one who's dim, you yank." Severus grabbed Grant and pulled him away from the stranger. "Leg it Grant, Damon was right behind me. This one's off his trolley."
Damon walked up and stared at them. "What the hell is going on?"
Max stood up and looked at Damon. "This little...pissant has lost his mind." He cocked his head and looked down at Severus for a split second before punching him in the head. "Now maybe he'll think right when he wakes up." He looked down at the denim and tee shirt clad Potions Master. "Nighty night, sleeping beauty." He turned to give Grant a hug and stumble to a waiting chair.
Damon watched Sev go down like a sack of bricks. "Dammit Max!" He bent to look over the other man when Sev sat back up, only slightly dazed. He had learned how to take a hit and he wasn't about to let a sodding drunkard get the best of him.
"It's time to put paid to." Sev charged the other man.
"Damon, do something!” Grant yelled as he stood there and watched the two collide like a train wreck. Lawn chairs and coolers were tossed to the sides as the two men went down, Max on top with his knee in Severus' stomach.
"Don't they teach you manners, fancy pants?" the red head laughed as he slapped Severus across the face. "Now be good or I'll bitch slap you again."
Severus' head rocked from the blow. "Is that all you got?" He punched the red head in the bollocks and scooted out from under him. He drew and trained his wand on him. "Incarcerous!" He sneered at the other man. "You are lucky I didn't Crucio your arse."
Damon leaned back and laughed. "I think Sev's got it under control." He looked over to the dark-haired man. "Don't kill him, Sev. He's Grant's Healer."
Severus gawked at Damon and then looked down at the stranger.
Max looked down and wriggled a little before laughing. "Good one. Now let me out pretty boy."
"I think not." Sev stepped on the man's stomach and then walked over to Grant. "I suggest you find a new Healer since this one is sixes and sevens."
He turned back to the other man. "When you are sober again, then I will consider letting you loose." He bent over and smacked the man's cheek rather sharply. "Looks like you are the one who's pretty now." He smirked. "All tied up and nowhere to go."
Grant stood there with his arms crossed at his waist as he looked at both of the young men. Those two were going to learn to play nice if someone died. "Damon, we don't need Sev's tent." He called, stopping his husband from taking it from the back of Sev's bike.
Damon looked at his husband. "What? Why?" He sighed. "What are you up to now, Injun?"
Grant put his hands on his hips. "Sev is bunking with Max. Severus, go put your things in that tent." He looked down at Max who was looking at him like he'd lost his mind. "Be quiet Max."
Max looked incredulously at Damon. "He can't do that! Can he?"
Damon grinned and looked at Sev. "Looks like he just did. Have fun boys." Damon put his arm around Grant's shoulders and turned them away from the two men. "Don't kill each other."
Severus stared after the two older men and then looked down at Max. "Well, I leave you to it then." He began to unload his bike. "Thanks for the tent, by the by."
Max looked at the older couple and then at the tall stranger. What the hell had just happened? "Would someone kindly untie me?" He waited for a short time and when no one appeared he began to wriggle around on the ground and managed to get his wand out of his back pocket. With a quickly muttered counter spell, he stood up with the ropes lying at his feet. He needed some answers...and some beer. He picked up the twelve pack he'd dropped when the smaller man had barrelled into him. Casting a cooling charm on it, he ducked into his tent to find Severus stretched out on his cot.
"Want a beer?" He pulled a lawn chair into the tent and sat down, popping the top on a cold one. "You got a nice bike."
"Why? What did you do to the beer?" Severus narrowed his eyes at the other man, then relaxed, somewhat. "Thank you. Damon helped me rebuild it last year."
Max looked at him and smirked. "It's not even open. I remember it, that was the heap in Detweiller’s barn." He tipped the can back and swallowed half of the contents. "Where are you from?" He propped his feet up on the edge of his cot and looked at the black haired stranger.
"Yes, took me all summer to get it in order." Severus eyed the stranger and then the beer. “I’ll admit to being from Scotland." He sat and looked at Max again. "Why do you inebriate yourself if you are supposed to be a Healer?"
Max looked at the stranger and pulled his wand from his pocket again and held it in the air. "I can be sober as a Ministry judge in less than thirty seconds. Why do you act like you have a stick rammed up your ass if you are supposed to be Damon and Grant's friend?"
Severus smirked. "I'm British and I am Damon and Grant's friend."
Max looked at him for a second and then chuckled. "Good one. I'm Max Sorens." He stuck his hand out to the other man. "So did you move here or something? What do you do?"
"Severus Snape." Severus eyed the large hand for a moment then shook it. "I am here on vacation. I am the Potions Master at Hogwarts." He sat the saddlebag from his bike on the ground and dug out his cigarettes. "Do you mind?" He asked before lighting up.
"Those things will kill you." Max said as he pulled a one hitter out of his pocket along with a lighter. "Need a light?" he asked after firing up. He tossed the lighter to Severus and leaned back with his eyes closed before slowly exhaling. "Want a hit?"
"Is it good stuff?" The acrid smoke wafted around the tent and Severus inhaled lightly. It didn't smell like skunk but when he got bombed he had to be careful about his mouth. He lit his cigarette and the cloves mixed with the sweet smell.
The impostor giant nodded. "Grew it myself. Hydro." He regarded Severus through the smoke drifting lazily in the air. "Want to go look at some tits?"
"Nice. I'd like to try it." Severus held out his hand for the hitter and shook his head. "I don't think so."
"Why not?" Max asked as he enjoyed the pleasant high. "I was down there earlier, they're nice tits, good assess too."
Severus eyed the other man. "Jiggly flesh on display is not something I am about to indulge in." He looked at the barely smoking hitter. "Are you going to reload it or bogart the entire thing?"
Max took the pipe and reloaded before firing it up again. "Pushy bastard." He laughed before he passed the pipe. "So what are you about to indulge in Sev?"
Severus hummed. "Hopefully some fine smoke. " He drew deeply on the little pipe and took a deep breath. The smoke was smooth and he had to hand it to the other man. It was good stuff. Slowly he exhaled. "Not bad, for a yank."
"You got the fine smoke, now we need some ass." Max said with a laugh as he tapped the ember out and stuck the pipe back in his pocket. "Get up dude, we are in Sturgis at the biggest bike rally in the world. Let's go find some pussy."
Severus rubbed his face, then his temples. "Dude." He replied. "I'll take the ass but not the pussy." He stood and stretched his long frame. The marijuana hit his blood stream and he was feeling more limber than he had in a long time. He licked his lips. "Water would be good as well."
Max was quiet for a moment as the words sank in and then he nearly busted a gut laughing. "Man, all you had to say was 'Dude, I'm a fag.' no big deal." He stood up and scratched his ass before adjusting everything. "Come on, let's go find something to fuck."
Severus nodded and gestured to Max. "Go forth Yankee tour guide and lead us to the arse that awaits us." He was feeling good now and nothing could stop him. He scooped up a beer and drained it all in one go. "Cor, I don't know how you Americans drink them cold." He shivered and belched.
"Beats that shit y'all drink. Man, that crap's like drinking forty weight oil." Max grinned at the other man. He'd found a new partner in crime. He turned around and shoved his ass at Severus. "Dude, do these make my ass look fat?" Then busted out laughing again.
Severus looked affronted for a moment then smirked. "Yes, they do." He slapped Max on the arse and exited the tent.
Max staggered out after him and grabbed Severus by the arm. "Are you sober enough to cast a spell, man?" He twisted around to try to look at his ass. "Fix these fuckers, dude."
"I'm a Potions Master not a miracle worker." Severus snorted and tried to resume his patented stalk but it wasn't working. He stumbled as he pulled away from the other man. "I am certain you will charm all the birds right out of their skirts, regardless. Now could we find the ass you promised me? More beer as well I think, would be welcome."
Max pulled out his wand and summoned the beer from the tent. "Here. Shut up and drink." He gave the shorter man a beer and stood there for a moment looking around thoughtfully. "Okay we need ass. Firm, young, tight male ass, right?"
Severus nearly choked on the beer. He wiped his mouth. "Don't be so loud, you ponce." He looked around the camp and then back at Max.
"Man, what the fuck is your problem? You really do have a stick up your ass, don't you? I bet I could get that out...if I were sober." He belched and looked around again. He knew that there was a little group of male subbies not too far from them; he just had to remember which direction.
Severus glared at him. "You couldn't find your arse from a hole in the ground. Sober or otherwise." He followed Max's eyes around the campgrounds. "What are you looking for?"
"Fuck you too. There's a little group of pretty boy subbies not too far from here. I passed them earlier. There be ass in them thar tents, man. Let's hit it." He said as he grabbed the other man's arm and pulled him past Damon and Grant's tent. Grant poked his head out and looked at the both before laughing.
"Well, looks like you've made nice. Now where are you going?" He looked at them both and waited for an answer. Damon appeared behind his husband and looked at them as well.
"You want the wands, right?" Max asked as he pulled his out of his pocket.
"I can't have a sub, yet." Severus stated and then froze when he heard Grant's voice. He turned towards the older man and crossed his arms. "I'm not giving mine up." He eyed Damon. "Sir."
Grant looked at him closely and then back at his husband. "He's baked, they both are." He looked back at Severus. "We can't let you out of camp under the influence with your wand. That would be the same as handing a loaded weapon to a three year old. As long as you stay in the Wizarding section, no one is going to bother you, just mention you are with the Wolffe camp."
Max looked at Severus for a minute as he followed the words. "Sev, man, we aren't going to put them on the cross or anything ... we’re gonna ...” and with that he began making a few lewd thrusts with his hips.
All at once it was too much for Severus, the reprimand from Grant and now having to surrender his wand if he wanted to leave and Max's lewd actions. He started laughing and he couldn't help it. He doubled over and laughed even harder. "Bloody Hell." He managed to get out before losing control again.
Grant reached out and neatly plucked the wand out of his back pocket and handed it to his husband while Severus was having his fit of giggles. "Stoners." He sniffed. "Didn't even have the decency to bring any to an old man."
Max looked at Damon as he grabbed Giggles by the elbow. "May we go please?" and flashed a grin to the older couple.
Damon looked at the two men and then back at his husband. "Dare we loose them on the public?"
Severus straightened for a moment and looked at Grant. He gasped in a breath. "Give the old man some, maybe it will get his bollocks undone for a while. Merlin knows he needs it." He collapsed back into laughter again.
Max handed over the pipe and the grass with a grin. Grant took it and tucked it into his pocket. "Now where exactly are you two off to?"
"You know, the Blue Feather camp, Grant. We promise not to get into trouble." Max elbowed Severus and stood him back up. "But I don't know if he's going to be able to get it up if he keeps laughing like this."
Grant sighed and looked at them both. "The camp is in the other direction." He pointed over the big man's shoulder and shook his head.
Severus snorted. "I have no problems there, my good fellow, and if I did I could brew a quick fix like that." He tried to snap his fingers but nothing happened.
"Dude you are so baked." Max laughed as they stumbled their way to the appropriate camp. They entered with a smile and a wave to find several good-looking young men lounging in lawn chairs. "Now dude...here they be ass aplenty"
He sat down in one of the empty chairs and gave a blond boy a smile. "My friend is British and he needs some ass."
Severus looked at the young man and frowned. "Too blond. Reminds me of my nephew." He waved his hand at Max. The beer and the pot was starting to get to him. He crashed down to the ground next to Max and looked up at the big man. "Next."
The young men in the camp looked at the man on the ground and began to laugh. One smallish brunette walked over and squatted down next to Severus. "Say something sexy in that accent and I'll let you have me." He lowered his eyelashes seductively and ran his tongue over his lower lip.
Severus groaned and watched the young man. "Nice, pet." He ran a hand through the brown hair and stared at his face. He leaned back on his hands and licked his lips.
"What would you like sir?" the young man asked as he trailed his fingers up Severus' chest. "I bet you are fucking hung, aren't you?" He moved to settle himself on his knees and rubbed his cheek over Severus' abdomen. "How can Davy please you?"
Max watched with interest as another young man came and settled on his knee.
Severus' eyes fluttered shut. How long had it been since he indulged? He smirked and opened his eyes to take in the young man before him. "Yes, I am." He thought about it for a moment. "You can put that pretty little mouth to good use."
The young man on Max's knee blinked shyly. "And you, Sir? May Gregory be of service to you?" the boy asked softly.
Max leaned down and nipped at Gregory's bared throat and then pinched a nipple through his thin shirt. "I'll have what my friend is having, can you do that, pretty one?"
Davy moved to where he was kneeling between Severus' long, outstretched legs, leaning forward he began to lick and nuzzle at the sexy stranger through his jeans. "You smell so good, sir." He leaned up a bit and took the waistband of Severus' jeans in his teeth and gave it a yank and then pulled the zip down with his teeth. "May I use my hands, sir?"
Severus chuckled. "You are going to have to, mate. There isn't anyone else that has come across Snape's snake that didn't need them as well." He ran a hand through the boy's hair and pushed him downwards again.
"Yes Sir." Gregory nodded and slid down from Max's lap. He knelt in front of the red headed man. "This boy would like to use his hands if it pleases, Sir?"
"What the fuck? Snape's snake? This I have to see. Whip it out Davy." Max laughed as he placed Gregory's hand over his own growing bulge. "Pet, you use whatever you think you need to."
Davy tugged the denim down over the jutting hipbones of the other man and gasped as he saw what was filling out. "Oh sir...you are huge." He whispered as he took the thick shaft in both hands and began to lick at the glans. Opening his mouth as wide as he could, he took the head of Severus' cock into his mouth and bathed the underside with his tongue as he pumped the still swelling shaft with his hands.
"Merlin's balls Sev, how big does that thing get? It needs it's own fucking zip code." He continued to watch as he ran his fingers through Gregory's hair while the young man undid his jeans.
"As big as I want it to get." Severus grinned maniacally. He groaned at the attentions from the boy and tangled his fingers in the dark strands.
Gregory eased Max's own substantial cock from the confines of his jeans. He bent forward and licked the tip and teased the small slit, before wrapping his mouth and hands around the prick.
Max continued to divide his attention between watching the brunette bobbing and slurping on Severus' prick and the pretty-mouthed boy that was busily swallowing his own. "Such a pretty boy Gregory." he crooned softly as he tugged the young man's hair and looked down again at Severus guiding Davy's mouth.
"Sev man, I thought we came here to fuck instead of blown." he said as he leaned over and swatted Severus' knee.
Gregory slid his hand up and down Max's length as he sucked. He stopped, hummed and them moved again.
"Be grateful, you are getting blown, prat." Severus looked up at Max. "I am not moving from this spot. At this point in time any release will do for now. Bloody hell, Max how long is the rally? You can fuck later on today and even again tomorrow."
He looked down at the boy between his legs. "Would you like me to fuck you, Davy? Do you think you could ride my broomstick?"
Davy pulled his mouth from the leaking head and licked his swollen lips before answering. "Will you be gentle, sir?"
Severus grinned. "Possibly, how rough can you take?"
Davy bit his lower lip and looked down at the weapon in his hands. He stood and undid his baggy jeans, letting them fall to the ground. Bending over he plucked up his wand and aimed the tip at his pucker, whispered a lubrication charm and one for relaxation. The wand still in his hand he spelled a large amount of slippery lube into his hand and squatted down to slather it on Severus' prick. "Do you want me facing toward you or away from you, sir?" He asked as he stepped over the prone man's waist and waited.
Max looked down at Gregory and pulled him off his cock. "What do you think, pretty boy?"
Severus grasped Davy’s hips. "Forward, I'll stabilize you." He began to guide the young man to his cock.
Gregory looked up at the man and then averted his eyes. "If it pleases, sir. How would you like this boy?"
Max pulled the young man to his feet and undid his jeans before pushing them to the ground. "Face me and ride boy." He lifted him up and arranged him on his lap after a lubrication charm. "Take your time."
Max watched as Sev's partner began to impale himself on the huge prick that was held propped by the Brit's large hand. The damn thing was too big to support itself. Davy's thighs shook with the effort he was putting into this endeavour. He knew he was able to take a lot, but this was stretching his limits. He felt his hole snap tight as he got the apple head of Sev's prick worked in. He squatted, holding still for a moment as he tried to work up the courage to move further when he felt the demanding hands on his hips and knew he didn't have a choice.
"Please..." he whimpered as he felt himself being split wide open and his ass pressed down against the other man's heavy balls.
Gregory griped and braced himself on Max's shoulder's and carefully slid slowly down the man's prick. He rocked his hips and wiggled a bit to get himself fully seated. "Alright, Sir?" He flexed his muscles and waited for the next command.
Severus' hands dug into the boy's hips. His eyes darkened and filled with primal lust and he watched the boy's face contort in pain. "Please?" He growled. "Please what?" He lifted the young man and brought him down swiftly onto his lap. "You need to stop?" He began to lift Davy once again.
Davy groaned and he closed his eyes as his body shook. "Please sir...you're so big, please take more time with me." He placed his hands on Severus' forearms and began to rock himself up and down on the large cock, slowly working it into him. Sighing and cooing, he moved one hand to stroke himself while he wriggled around on Severus.
Max felt the smaller body on his lap tense and he looked down to see Gregory watching his friend. He curled one finger under Gregory's chin and turned his face to him. "You have nothing to fear, little one." He shifted and got comfortable. "You ride it like you want to, I'll just enjoy it."
Severus let the man bounce slowly on his prick for a short time and then brought him all the way down for a few thrusts. He slapped the man's hands away from his own prick. "Not til I say."
Gregory nodded and slowly began to work himself on the cock in his ass. He bent forward and nuzzled Max's neck as his movements began to pick up when he had stretched enough. He moaned against the man's salty sweet skin.
Davy opened his eyes and looked down into the man's face. He was serious. He squeezed himself tightly around the thick shaft and nearly purred as he began to work himself so that his little gland was being massaged. He'd come that way then.
Max wrapped an arm around the smaller man's waist and held him close to him as he enjoyed the way little Gregory was rocking and bouncing slowly on his cock. "Let's make it feel good, baby." he murmured as he wound his fingers in the small man's hair and pulled at the strands almost tenderly. He was trying to keep an eye on his new buddy as well, with what he was sporting, he could easily tear up the young man riding him. "How you doin' there Sev?" He looked down at a whine from Davy.
Gregory wrapped his arms around Max and hung on. "Yes Sir." He ground himself faster against the other man. He twined his fingers in the red hair and groaned when the other man tugged on his own light brown locks.
Severus growled and tilted his eyes up to Max. "Bril." He gritted through his teeth. He looked back to the sub bouncing on his lap. He dug his fingers into the man's hips and shifted him to where Severus was getting the benefits of longer strokes on his cock but not bumping anything vital on the other man. "I said not until I say so. Do you understand me?" He thrust up harder in to the other man. He reached up and pinched one of the boy's nipples, hard.
Davy gritted his teeth and opened one eye to look down at the sexy voiced stranger. "Touch me." He bounced and gave a twist to his hips that he knew would drive men out of their minds. "Touch me and I'll make it so good for you." He brought his fingers to his mouth, wetting them and then played with his own nipples. He heard the big red head snort, and he smirked as he reached behind him and down to where Sev was buried in him and ran his nails lightly over Severus' furry balls.
Max held Gregory close and stroked his back, slowing the young man down. He wanted to enjoy this, not go at it frantically. He worked his hand between them and began to play with the little dish water blonde's nipples. Max enjoyed pleasure, not pain and he liked his partners to feel as good as he did.
Severus moaned and dug his hands into the subs' hips and chest. The nails left little half-moons on the man's tanned skin. "Leave my bollocks alone." He growled at the other man. "I'll get to you when I am good and ready. At this moment in time you are here for my pleasure." He quickly flipped them and landed hard on the man underneath him. He folded the other man in half and got up in his knees, driving into the boy faster and harder.
Gregory moaned and reacted to the non-verbal clues. He leaned back to give the big man room to touch him and slowed his thrusts. He squeezed his muscles, deliberately making his movements longer and smoother.
Davy stared up in amazement at the man above him. No one had done this before. He brought his fingertips to his leaking slit and gathered the precome that was oozing freely and then began to bring them to his lips before changing his mind and touching them to the open mouth of the man thrusting into him. "Taste me." He whined as he pushed up into each down stroke.
Max looked up as Sev flipped the boy under him and began to pound into him. The look of fierce concentration on the man's face was a little troubling to the big man. "Dude, Sev, man, how long has it been? You want to be careful with him." He thrust up into Gregory and tipped him back a little so he could watch him as he slid up and down his shaft. "So beautiful."
Severus knocked the fingers away from his face. "You are really trying my patience, boy." He stopped thrusting and turned his head to Max, eyes blank and his thin lips pulled back in a sneer. “He’s mouthy Max and I haven't near gotten my thrill from him yet." He turned back to the sub. He grabbed the boy's bollocks and pulled down sharply and raised his hand to the man's face. "I said when I am good and damn well ready." He growled and drew back as if to slap the other man.
Gregory whimpered and moved closer to the big man he was riding. "Sir?" He eyed his friend and the other Dom, warily.
Davy's mouth fell open and he looked up in fear at the bigger man. "Please." he whispered as he immediately put his hands to his sides and turned his head to look away from the angry Dom. The pain in his balls was sharp and he waited for the open palm to strike his cheek. "I'll be good." he whispered again.
Max reached out and easily grabbed the upraised arm. He looked at Severus seriously and gave the arm a squeeze. "We are here to have some fun, not to teach lessons. Okay?" He dropped the Brit's arm and turned his attention back to the spooked sub in his lap. "It's okay Gregory, don't you worry your pretty little head." He dropped a kiss to the crown of the man's head and watched Severus as he regarded the young man that was now lying passively under him.
Gregory peered out from under Max's arm and looked at Davy. He averted his eyes and looked back up at Max. "Yes, Sir." He said shakily.
Severus stared down at the other man and his now softening cock. He carefully turned the sub's face back to look in his eyes. "Bril, pet. " He looked away, took a deep breath and then focused on the other man. "Be good and I will take care of you. Alright then?" He caressed the man's face and eased gently out of the boy. He pulled the man up off his back and had him straddle his lap. "You still up for some? Careful, now. Go slow." He looked at Max. "Thanks, mate."
Max carefully stroked his partner's back as he held him close, he could feel that Gregory had lost his erection in reaction to the situation. "Be still for a few minutes pet." He sat back and pulled the younger man to where he was resting against his chest and his head tucked under the red head's chin. "Just relax and breath." He shifted and felt the tight heat surrounding him shift as well and heard the soft moan from the smaller man.
Davy sank himself back down onto Severus, his hands spreading himself open and then moving to rest on his thighs as he began to raise and lower himself the full length of the nine inch shaft. He'd lost all desire to come, his cock limp and flopping as he moved faster on the foreign Dom. He concentrated on what he was doing and began to clench tighter on Sev as he rode him. He was a well trained slut even if he was mouthy and spoiled at times. He kept his eyes lowered respectfully, his teeth sunk into his lower lip as he felt the beads of sweat start running down between his shoulder blades.
Severus eyed the man who was methodically fucking himself. The boy had gone from one extreme to the other and Severus wasn't sure he liked this better than the other way. Maybe he wasn't cut out to be a Dom; Grant was perfect and knew how to act. If only he could find someone like that. "Hey, Pet." He stroked the other man's face again. "I want you to enjoy this even though I have been a bit of a prat." He cupped the man's balls, caressing them lightly and leaned forward. He licked up the boy's chest, tongue circling a tan nipple. "You are a lovely bit of alright. Can you show me how good you can be, hmm? Do yourself a good on."
Gregory relaxed into Max's arm's. He clinched his muscles around the still hard cock in him and sighed. "I am ready when you are, Sir."
Davy turned his brown eyes to the other man and shyly smiled. He thrust his hips towards Severus’ hand and pushed himself against the flat of the man’s palm. “Talk to me sir.” He placed his own hand over Severus’ larger one and pressed them both against his swelling organ. His other hand strayed up and played idly with his nipples as he continued to slide up and down. “Sir is so big.” He moaned and tipped his head back as he let his fingers move up and stroke the tender flesh of his throat.
Max tipped Gregory’s head back and captured his mouth in a deep kiss as he began to thrust up into him harder, his other hand still toying with the soft flesh between the young man’s legs. “Did you know you are pretty?” The red head growled as he bit down on the smaller man’s throat and shook him slightly. “I think you should warm my bed tonight.” He looked into his eyes and smiled. "Maybe lie between me and Sev and we can discuss what comes up. What do you think, Sev?" He reached out and down to swat the other man's leg again to get his attention. "How about we bring one of them back to play with tonight?"
Gregory moaned and tightened his hands on Max's arms. He thrust into the firm grasp around his cock. “Thank You, Sir. He blinked his eyes and pinked lightly. Gregory looked down at Davy who was perking up after the dressing down. "If it pleases, Sir. This boy will warm your bed."
Severus wrapped his hand around the boy's firming cock. "Hmm, what shall I say?" He bent again and licked up the column of the bared throat. "What a good slut you are? How nice you feel around my cock? Hot and tight. Are you just as sweet looking as you come?" He groaned when Max smacked his leg and looked up at the other man. "What do you want, Red?" He eyed the little sub on Max's lap and grinned. "Tits, huh?"
Max grinned back. "I don't really care what the package is dude, I just want a willing, playful little one to warm my bed." He cupped Gregory's face in his large hand and tilted his face to kiss his mouth again. Pulling away, he looked back down at Sev. "I was asking if you want to bring one of these boys back to warm the tent tonight."
Davy rutted faster into the large hand as he started to whimper louder. "Gonna....oh Merlin...gonna come..." He tossed his head back and clenched tightly around the prick in his ass. "Fill me sir...."
Severus chuckled. "After you, little one." He stroked the man's prick faster and held off his own release until the sub had his first. He bent his head and watched his cock move in and out of the boy. "Come on now. Come for me. Show me how pretty you are." He waited for the inevitable conclusion without taking his eyes from the sub he nodded to Max. "Sure, mate whatever turns your crank. Pick one out." He groaned and bent forward and attached his mouth to the boy's throat.
Gregory moaned into the kiss. He wouldn't mind going 'home' with the big man but he was still weary of the dark one. However it seemed he had calmed down considerably. He cut his eyes to watch as Davy's back bowed to the other man.
Davy began to wail and thrash wildly as he bucked into the big man's hand, his ass clenching convulsively around the prick he was impaled on. Spurt after spurt of pearly seed spilled into Severus' hand as the smaller man sobbed out his release, his ass so tightly clenched his belly cramped on the invading length. Shaking badly he began to fuck himself on the Dom once more, his limbs twitching from his own orgasm.
Max squeezed his hand around Gregory's cock and stroked him faster. "Are you prettier than your friend when you come? Just imagine having us both between your legs, pet." He chuckled and swiped his broad thumb over the leaking slit. "I'm close pet, make it good."
Severus groaned at the added squeezing on his cock. He bit down onto the sub's shoulder and after a few more wild thrusts from the other man, he came; screaming through his teeth. Gods it had been so long his bollocks hurt just from the strain of the release. He wrapped his arms around Davy and held him close while he laved the impression of his teeth.
Gregory keened and bucked up into the other man's hands. "Please Sir." He spread his legs across Max's lap, opening himself up more to try and take the large cock deeper inside himself. "Please." He begged again.
Davy began to cry quietly, his shoulders shaking with his sobs as he was held tight. His body felt bruised and battered. He was afraid to look at his ass, he knew he was ripped wide open. He could feel the other man's come deep inside of himself, trapped by the slowly shrinking prick still lodged deep in him. He'd not been so soundly fucked in some time, his emotions spilling over and tears rolling down his cheeks as his face was pressed into Severus' chest.
Max pulled Gregory firmly down all the way onto him and stroked him faster. "Come pet, come for me, show me how beautiful you are." He could feel his own orgasm building and he came with a roar, flooding the little submissive's backside and feeling it leaking out to trickle down his spasming balls. "FUCK!!"
"Shh." Severus whispered. He rubbed the sub's back and felt the same way. So long between times, too long he felt. It wouldn't do to scare the man again and so he checked his own emotions and just rocked the young man in his arms.
Gregory felt the hot release burn his insides. He gasped and came near silently as if it were almost an afterthought. His face contorted as if in pain and his cheeks and chest flush a deep scarlet as his release took hold of his body. He began shaking and wrapped his arms tightly about the big man. "Thank you Sir." He whispered breathlessly.
Davy pressed his face to the crook of the man's neck. "Hurts." he whimpered as he tried to shift off of the softening cock. He felt as if his insides had been pummelled. He wasn't afraid of the larger man, just sorry that he had provoked him. "Did I make you feel good, sir?" he asked softly, his face still tucked close.
Max held the smaller man close to his chest, and let him lay his head against his heart, his ear pressed to him so he could hear the rapid staccato. He rubbed his back gently and ran his fingers through his hair. He looked down at Sev and smiled. "Did you break him?"
Severus grimaced. "Maybe." He rubbed the sub's back and carefully eased him of his cock. “This is why I didn't want to give up my wand." Severus cradled Davy across his lap hoping to take the pressure off the boy's arse. "You did well, despite your mouth." He kissed the boy's temple. He pushed back the sub's hair and it stuck up wildly. He smoothed it and rocked the boy.
Severus dug in his jeans pocket and brought out a matchbook sized container. It resized once he laid it on the ground. "Here now, spread your legs and let me look. I have a potion or two that will help."
Davy whimpered and rolled off of the Dom's lap, lying face down in the dirt with his legs spread, his head pillowed on his arms. Max looked on in concern as he gently lifted the young man in his lap to the ground. "Is it bad Sev?" He looked at Gregory who was watching the other couple. "Gregory, cast a sobriety charm on me now, pet."
Gregory aimed his wand at the red headed man. "Sobrietus!"
Severus looked down at his lap and saw streaks of bright red on himself. He groaned. "Gregory, I'll need one of those charms as well." He turned to Max. "He's bleeding so I am going to say tears. But there's not a lot so I won't know until I look."
Gently he parted the cheeks of the other man and hissed. "Hold still, Pet." He drew a finger slowly across the opening and wiped away the blood and semen. Besides gaping open widely, the boys anus was swollen and Severus could see the beginnings of bruising. "Bloody Hell."
Max knelt down next to Davy and took a close look. "Yeah, what potions do you have there?" He carefully probed the bruised flesh and warned the boy that he was going to check inside of him. Davy nodded and lay silently after raising up on his knees to give better access to the other two men.
Severus raised an eyebrow at Gregory and the boy hastily mutter the charm. The guilt hit him again as it did every time he took someone. Now he remembered why he had gone celibate for so long. "Just about everything under the moon. Blood Replenishing, Pepper-Up, Skele-Gro, Burn Slave, Bruise Salve, Anti-Venom, Anti-Crucius, Deflating Draft, Swelling Solution, Numbitall ..." He chuckled darkly. "Lube."
"It's not all that bad there Sev, just some bruise salve, and something for swelling." He plucked the offered vials from the man's hand and gently applied them, smiling as the small sub wriggled and sighed happily. "How's that Davy?"
"Thank you sir, but.....please leave me sore enough that I won't ever forget his lovely prick?" The brunette said as he tossed his hair back and flashed a smile at Severus. "Thank you sir, I'm sorry I didn't behave well."
Max chuckled and slapped him good naturedly on the ass as he got back to his feet and pulled Gregory to him. "So coming back with us?"
Severus gave the sub a pained smile. He folded up the case and picked it up. It shrunk down again. Severus pocketed it as he stood. He offered Davy a hand up from the ground. "Get yourself a Master, boy, to keep your arse out of trouble."
Gregory melted into Max's arms and eyed Severus. "If you still wish me to, Sir." He wasn't so certain now that he wanted to be between the two men. He was pleasantly sore from Max but there was no way in hell he could take the dark man.
Davy pressed himself against the tall man and looked up at him. "Can I be yours for the Rally, sir? I promise to be good and do anything you ask." After being chastised by the man, Davy was responding well to him and wanted to serve for the time he was there. "I'd fetch whatever you needed and keep your camp neat, sir. Please sir, I don't want to just be there for anyone to use." He stopped begging and waited.
Severus looked down at the man and then to Max. He blinked, not sure what to say but knew better than to admit not being able to have a sub without permission. It would undermine his authority especially after the display they had put on a short bit ago. He cupped the boy's chin. "What say you to waiting for a bit and letting me get my bearings and then if I decide to keep you, I'll come back this evening, eh?" He had to talk this over with Damon, first.
Max looked at Sev curiously and shook his head. "Man, take him with you if you like him. If nothing else, he'll warm the bed at night." He wrapped an arm around Gregory and pulled him close. "I think this one here will be nice little bed warmer. Besides Damon and Grant won't care, I usually pick up someone for the week while I'm here."
Davy smiled hopefully and ran into his tent and quickly returned to present Severus with a heavy buffalo hide flogger. "Please sir...use me any way you like."
Severus groaned. Did he want to take the sub with him? He knew sometime Damon was going to cut his apron strings and wondered if this might be a good a place as any to try out those boundaries. He rubbed his face. "Crikey." He looked down at the smiling sub and back at Max. "Wait right here." He grabbed Max's arm and dragged him away from the little brunette. "I need to talk to you for a minute."
Max followed Severus over the other side of the tent and looked down at him. "What the heck is up? You've already got him to stretch over that thing you call a dick, dude." He scratched his head and stared at him waiting for an answer.
"Damon has already told me I can't have a sub until my training is finished." Severus spat out quickly and quietly. "That was my first time with someone other than Grant and I don't fuck Grant." He shook his head at Max. "I hurt him and I nearly hit him. What does that say about me as a Dom? I was ready to resort to violence just because he was mouthy during sex!"
Max looked down at the shorter man and raised his eye brows. Fuck. "Okay...you lost it when he got mouthy. How long's it been since you got laid? I mean we were under the influence so yeah, you were a little more...vigorous than you should have been." He ran his hand through his hair again and blew his breath out. "This kid is going to be on your jock the whole time we're here. Do you like him at all? I mean if only for sex?" He turned at looked back to where the two submissives were sitting on the lawn chairs.
Severus shrugged. "You honestly think he's going to follow me around the whole time we are here?" He looked over at the dark haired boy and grinned. "It's been five years, by the by."
Max looked at him and snorted. "Damn, he's lucky he has an ass left." He looked at the submissives as well. "Oh yeah, he's going to be on you like white on rice. May as well take him back and talk to Damon on the side. Like I said, if nothing else, let him warm your bed if you like the looks of him." He couldn't believe the other man hadn't been laid in five years. "Five years? Fuck, what, have you been teaching at an all girls school or something?"
Severus rubbed his temples. "I need another beer and more to drugs." He looked up at Max and snorted. "It's a long story, mate and believe me, I felt every one of those five years explode from my bollocks today." He adjusted himself, feeling sticky from the entire ordeal.
"Well answer the question. Do you want to fuck him again? You know he can take you." Max said as he did the same and buttoned his jeans.
Severus looked over at Davy. The boy wasn't bad to look at and he would never see him again most likely after this week. "Why not? A piece of arse is a piece of arse. Think Damon will let me keep him?" He asked almost as if a puppy had followed him home.
"Only one way to find out, and if he won't let you play, he'll be the one that explains it to the boy." Max said as he slapped Severus on the back and turned to the young men. "Let's take them home to meet mom and dad." He laughed and walked over to Gregory where he possessed the boy's mouth in a deep kiss.
Severus walked up to the boy and looked down at him. "You can come with me if you still desire."
Davy threaded his fingers through one of the belt loops on the back of Severus' jeans and smiled as he followed the tall man out of the Blue Feather camp. "Yes sir."
Damon built up the campfire for Grant and looked up as he heard Max's raucous laughter fill the air. He looked for Severus and found the boy a few steps behind Max with a hanger on attached to him. "Oh Hell." he turned to the tent. "Grant, come see what Sev and Max brought home."
Grant came out of the tent and shook his head at the sight of the two men from their camp and the smaller men that were trailing along behind. "Well, I can't say that I'm surprised." He said as he laughed and joined his husband by the campfire.
Max grinned at the couple and lifted Gregory up in the air. "They followed us home. Can we keep them, huh Mom, we promise to take care of them!" He gently set the small sub down and bent to kiss Grant on the cheek. "Sev found one too."
Severus grinned sheepishly at Grant then nodded. He looked over at Damon and raised his eyebrow. He pulled the boy out from behind him and showed Damon his prize. Damon looked over the sub and grunted. "They make a mess and you two are cleaning it up." He eyed all four boys and nodded to them. "Play nice boys. Sev, we'll talk later."
Davy looked up at Severus and smiled sweetly. "Sir, where is your tent?"
Max looked up at that and grinned. "We forgot to tell them we're bunking together. We best go enlarge things." He took his little find's hand and led the way to the tent with Severus and Davy following along. Once there, the two Doms quickly refigured the interior and made themselves comfortable on their respective beds, sharing a beer with their companions.