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Under My Skin
Title: Under My Skin
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praevarus
Prompt Number: #200 submitted bykitty_fic
Kink Showcased: Small cock/docking
Rating: NC-17
Pairing(s): James Sirius Potter/Albus Severus Potter
Summary: James loves Albus' small cock and the way it fits perfectly inside his foreskin.
Warnings: Docking, small penis kink, sibling incest, underage (Albus is 16).
Word Count: 863
Author's Notes:kitty_fic, thank you for leaving this prompt. I didn't manage to get nearly as much out of this as I'd wished, but here it is anyway. Also, the title is hideously punny. I couldn't help myself.
Could I please have a 'kink: small cock' tag? :)
“Show me.”
It’s all his fault. He’s doing that pouty thing again, biting his bottom lip and staring at me with those bright green eyes of his. He knows I can’t resist him when he does the pouty thing.
“Jamie, I’m not joking. I can’t go out like this.” Al gestures vaguely in the direction of his crotch. He is clad only in a pair of loose, black swimming trunks. “I thought it’d be okay, but you and Scorp and the rest all look…I can’t, Jamie.”
“Do you want me to glamour it bigger for you, or not? I can’t do it like this, Al.”
He frowns. I can see him considering the different options in his head, until he finally hooks his thumbs behind the waistband of his trunks and pulls. He doesn’t tremble anymore. Not like the first few times he showed himself to me.
He’s half hard. I snort, brushing my lips against his as I press him against the wall of the cramped little stall. “Since when do you give a shit about what people think, anyway?”
Al shrugs. “I always…” He gasps as the growing bulge in my shorts presses against his cock.
“I always ha- have, Jamie. Tell me when I haven’t.”
“I can think of a few times.”
I can feel the heat of his flush against my cheek as my lips brush his jaw. “That was different. That was just you.”
“Oh, you really know how to make a boy feel special.”
Al rolls his eyes. “You know what I mean.”
“Yeah,” I whisper, kissing him properly. Our tongues touch for the briefest moment and my hand finds Al’s cock. I can’t help but open my eyes and watch as I jerk him to full hardness. My thumb and index finger do the trick just nicely, and the sight alone has the inside of my shorts sticky with pre-come.
I step out of my shorts. My erection springs free and the head of Al’s cock presses just against the underside of my shaft, completely disappearing from view. “I want you inside me.” The words leave my mouth before I even know I’m going to say them, but fuck, it’s true. I want it.
“Now? Here? The others are…”
Right. The others. “They won’t even notice we’re gone. Besides…” I start wanking myself and press the head of my cock against Al’s. “It’s your fault I’ve got a hard-on, and I’m not going swimming like this.”
“My fault? It’s not my fault you’ve got a thing for small dicks.” He doesn’t quite manage to sound accusing as he gives in and holds his prick at the base, watching me slide my foreskin over the head of my cock.
My hand is slick with a mixture of sweat and pre-come and our cocks are too slippery to get it right at first. “Not dicks Al, just…just you…fuck, that’s it.” My foreskin is covering the glans of Al’s cock now, and as I keep wanking myself, keep wanking both of us together, his cock disappears inside completely. “Can you see that Al?” I continue to jerk his tiny prick with my foreskin. “Can you see how fucking hot that is? You’re all the way inside me.”
Al doesn’t reply. The only sound leaving his lips is his heavy breathing, and I look up at his face just in time to see him open his eyes. They're glazed over with lust, and just when I’m about to ask him what that mischievous little smile is all about, I feel it. As he starts to pump his hips, his hand covering mine, a broken “Al…” is all I can manage.
Our sweaty foreheads press together as both of us watch Al’s cock slide in and out with short, tentative thrusts. I’m not sure whether I can feel my climax near because of how good Al’s smooth little cock feels, or simply because of how good it looks stretching my foreskin, fucking me in the most intimate way I can imagine.
“Shit, I’m…” Al buries his face in my neck and I’m not sure whether it muffles his cry enough, but I can’t truly bring myself to care as I watch his come drip onto the tiles, emerging from where our cocks are joined together.
I groan in frustration as Al’s cock slips free. The sight of his come dripping from my foreskin as if it was my own has gotten me so bloody close to coming, and when Al takes my erection in his hand and starts to pump, it only takes a few strokes to get me there.
I watch Al pull up his swimming trunks while I take care of the mess. “What about that spell?”
“Oh, that spell.” There’s a twinkle in Al’s eyes I don’t quite trust. “You were right. Since when do I ever give a shit about what other people think?” With a wink, he opens the stall door and disappears into the pool area.
I get to the pool just in time to see Al take a sprint and dive into the water, pushing an unsuspecting Scorpius under water in the process.
Slytherins.
Author:
praevarusPrompt Number: #200 submitted by
kitty_ficKink Showcased: Small cock/docking
Rating: NC-17
Pairing(s): James Sirius Potter/Albus Severus Potter
Summary: James loves Albus' small cock and the way it fits perfectly inside his foreskin.
Warnings: Docking, small penis kink, sibling incest, underage (Albus is 16).
Word Count: 863
Author's Notes:
kitty_fic, thank you for leaving this prompt. I didn't manage to get nearly as much out of this as I'd wished, but here it is anyway. Also, the title is hideously punny. I couldn't help myself.Could I please have a 'kink: small cock' tag? :)
“Show me.”
It’s all his fault. He’s doing that pouty thing again, biting his bottom lip and staring at me with those bright green eyes of his. He knows I can’t resist him when he does the pouty thing.
“Jamie, I’m not joking. I can’t go out like this.” Al gestures vaguely in the direction of his crotch. He is clad only in a pair of loose, black swimming trunks. “I thought it’d be okay, but you and Scorp and the rest all look…I can’t, Jamie.”
“Do you want me to glamour it bigger for you, or not? I can’t do it like this, Al.”
He frowns. I can see him considering the different options in his head, until he finally hooks his thumbs behind the waistband of his trunks and pulls. He doesn’t tremble anymore. Not like the first few times he showed himself to me.
He’s half hard. I snort, brushing my lips against his as I press him against the wall of the cramped little stall. “Since when do you give a shit about what people think, anyway?”
Al shrugs. “I always…” He gasps as the growing bulge in my shorts presses against his cock.
“I always ha- have, Jamie. Tell me when I haven’t.”
“I can think of a few times.”
I can feel the heat of his flush against my cheek as my lips brush his jaw. “That was different. That was just you.”
“Oh, you really know how to make a boy feel special.”
Al rolls his eyes. “You know what I mean.”
“Yeah,” I whisper, kissing him properly. Our tongues touch for the briefest moment and my hand finds Al’s cock. I can’t help but open my eyes and watch as I jerk him to full hardness. My thumb and index finger do the trick just nicely, and the sight alone has the inside of my shorts sticky with pre-come.
I step out of my shorts. My erection springs free and the head of Al’s cock presses just against the underside of my shaft, completely disappearing from view. “I want you inside me.” The words leave my mouth before I even know I’m going to say them, but fuck, it’s true. I want it.
“Now? Here? The others are…”
Right. The others. “They won’t even notice we’re gone. Besides…” I start wanking myself and press the head of my cock against Al’s. “It’s your fault I’ve got a hard-on, and I’m not going swimming like this.”
“My fault? It’s not my fault you’ve got a thing for small dicks.” He doesn’t quite manage to sound accusing as he gives in and holds his prick at the base, watching me slide my foreskin over the head of my cock.
My hand is slick with a mixture of sweat and pre-come and our cocks are too slippery to get it right at first. “Not dicks Al, just…just you…fuck, that’s it.” My foreskin is covering the glans of Al’s cock now, and as I keep wanking myself, keep wanking both of us together, his cock disappears inside completely. “Can you see that Al?” I continue to jerk his tiny prick with my foreskin. “Can you see how fucking hot that is? You’re all the way inside me.”
Al doesn’t reply. The only sound leaving his lips is his heavy breathing, and I look up at his face just in time to see him open his eyes. They're glazed over with lust, and just when I’m about to ask him what that mischievous little smile is all about, I feel it. As he starts to pump his hips, his hand covering mine, a broken “Al…” is all I can manage.
Our sweaty foreheads press together as both of us watch Al’s cock slide in and out with short, tentative thrusts. I’m not sure whether I can feel my climax near because of how good Al’s smooth little cock feels, or simply because of how good it looks stretching my foreskin, fucking me in the most intimate way I can imagine.
“Shit, I’m…” Al buries his face in my neck and I’m not sure whether it muffles his cry enough, but I can’t truly bring myself to care as I watch his come drip onto the tiles, emerging from where our cocks are joined together.
I groan in frustration as Al’s cock slips free. The sight of his come dripping from my foreskin as if it was my own has gotten me so bloody close to coming, and when Al takes my erection in his hand and starts to pump, it only takes a few strokes to get me there.
I watch Al pull up his swimming trunks while I take care of the mess. “What about that spell?”
“Oh, that spell.” There’s a twinkle in Al’s eyes I don’t quite trust. “You were right. Since when do I ever give a shit about what other people think?” With a wink, he opens the stall door and disappears into the pool area.
I get to the pool just in time to see Al take a sprint and dive into the water, pushing an unsuspecting Scorpius under water in the process.
Slytherins.