Fic: It's Just. . . So Big! (H/Sc)

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Title: It's Just. . . So Big!
Author: kitty_fic
Prompt Number: 35 submitted by okydoky
Kink Showcased: big cocks
Rating: NC-17
Pairing(s): Harry/Scorpius
Summary: Scorpius accidently walks in on Harry in the shower and gets more than he hoped for.
Warnings: m/m sexual situations
Word Count: 2803
Author's Notes: Written for hp_kinkfest 2011. Thank you curiouslyfic, brinimc, brissygirl for your beta work!
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Scorpius awoke from the most erotic dream he had ever had -a vision filled with green eyes, glasses, unruly, dark hair and a lightening shaped scar.

Before crawling out of bed, he chanced a glance across the room at Albus who was still sleeping soundly. Quietly, he headed for the door hoping he didn't wake his friend on the way out. Talk about awkward! He desperately needed to escape before he had to explain to his best friend why he had a raging hard-on.

Rubbing the sleep from his eyes, Scorpius walked down the dark hallway of the small two bedroom flat that belonged to none other than the object of his dream- Harry Potter. Scorpius and Albus had graduated from Hogwarts three months ago, and were as inseparable as always. It was nothing for him to sleep over at the flat Albus shared with his dad.

Harry wasn't around much. After his divorce he had thrown himself into his work. Especially while Al had still been at Hogwarts. However, over the last couple of months, with Albus now home, Harry had tried to make himself more accessible. Secretly, Scorpius knew that Harry's presence was actually driving Al a bit mad. Though Scorpius had no reason to complain.

He had always had a bit of a thing for Al's dad, though that was one secret that he didn't dare tell his best mate. Now, with Harry around more often, Scorpius had found himself having completely inappropriate thoughts about the older man even more often than ever; especially since, he had insisted after they graduated that Scorpius call him 'Harry' from now on.

This was the first time however, that those thoughts had filtered into his subconscious and it had left Scorpius in a awkward position.

As Scorpius passed by Harry's room, he wondered if the older man was home from the Ministry yet. It wasn't uncommon for him to pick up a couple of night shifts during the week in order to be around more during the day.

Finally reaching the bathroom, Scorpius grabbed the door handle, pulling it open with one hand while adjusting his rock-hard cock with his other. With a little privacy, he could take care of his problem and then head back to bed.

In his half-asleep state, it took Scorpius a moment longer than it should have to realize that something was not quite right. The blinding light of the bathroom forced Scorpius' eyes closed. His sleep-addled mind slowly recognized the sound of water running, but then it stopped.

Scorpius stepped further into the bathroom, blinking a few times as his eyes finally adjusted to the brightness. Suddenly he realized that he was not alone. Standing before him was Harry Potter - dripping wet from the shower. Scorpius froze. Harry's back was turned to him displaying a perfectly round arse, broad shoulders and back muscles that rippled under the skin as Harry moved.

Scorpius' mind was telling him to flee but he still could not get his body to cooperate. He simply stood there as Harry turned fully around. Scorpius raked his eyes over Harry's front and his cock twitched painfully when he realized that Harry's hand was on his own cock. He wasn't really stroking it, but he'd obviously been paying enough attention to it to make it half-hard.

It was the most glorious sight Scorpius had ever seen. It went well beyond anything that either his conscious or subconscious had imagined. Even though it was painfully obvious that Harry was not fully hard, it was certainly the biggest cock that Scorpius had ever seen.

It was then that Harry realized that he was not alone. "Wha-What?" Harry fumbled for his glasses. "Scorpius? What are you doing?"

Scorpius tried to reply but he was certain that as long as his eyes were still trained on Harry's cock that he would not be able to form any coherent sentence. "I'm um. . . um. . . I'm not sure actually. I was just. . .I came in here to. . . um. . ." Scorpius was right, that was certainly the best he could do under the current circumstances.

"Well, can you at least pass me a towel from the cupboard behind you?" Harry's hand was still on his cock, though now it was serving to cover himself more than fondle. Or at least he was trying to cover himself but his hand was unfortunately, or fortunately as the case may be, not large enough to do much a job of it.

With effort, Scorpius' eyes moved away from Harry's gorgeous cock and up his body. His gaze followed a droplet of water as it slid down Harry's neck and across his chest and Scorpius had a strong desire to chase it with his tongue. The droplet rolled further down his stomach, like it was daring Scorpius to lower his gaze once more. As the water drop rolled down and disappeared into the dark curls that nestled Harry's cock, Scorpius' eyes did land once more on Harry's cock and damn, if it wasn't growing even larger. Scorpius had a hard time imagining it getting any larger than it already was, but even as he watched, it continued to grow right before his eyes.

"Um, Scorpius? Towel please?" Harry ducked his head in embarrassment. "I'm sorry. I seem to be having a small problem here. I'm really sorry. I don't mean to. . . "

Scorpius couldn't help but chuckle. Harry had actually just called his problem 'small'. It was certainly anything but 'small' and Scorpius wondered what Harry would do if he actually said that.

Scorpius' own cock was harder than it had ever been in his life and he knew it had to be tenting his pyjama pants in a most obvious way, if Harry would only bother to notice.

Scorpius' brain finally caught up to his body and Scorpius moved to grab Harry a towel. Or at least that's what his brain told him to do. Apparently his body had other plans. Scorpius' eyes caught another water droplet making a path down Harry's chest and instead of reaching for the towel, he found himself moving towards Harry.

Harry backed up two steps, as far as he could go before running into the wall. "Scorpius, stop. I'm really sorry. Damn it! Can't you see how you're affecting me? I'll cover it up if you'll just give me a towel already!"

Knowing that he was the one affecting Harry like that and causing his cock to swell had Scorpius moving as if in a daze. Almost like an out of body experience. He knew that he was walking towards Harry but he was powerless to stop it. Just like he was incapable of stopping the next words that came out of his mouth. "Never, Harry."

Pressing himself to Harry, Scorpius ground his own cock against Harry's. "You should never cover that perfect cock of yours up ever again," Scorpius said just before his tongue reached out to chase another drop of water that was running down Harry's pec and heading for his nipple.

His tongue continued to follow the droplets path as it led the way down Harry's body. His tongue passed gently over Harry's nipple and he felt it harden under his tongue. It only made Scorpius long to pass his tongue over something even harder. Down the droplet went, over Harry's ribs, across his stomach and even further. And down Scorpius went, until he was on his knees in front of Harry with his tongue still pressed to Harry's body at his hip. Scorpius nipped at Harry's hip.

"Godric, Scorpius! Why? What are you doing?" Harry reached down, placed his hands on Scorpius' shoulders and tried to push him away. It was no use, Scorpius would not be moved.

"I want you, Harry." Scorpius moved over to nuzzle his nose in Harry's moist curls. He pressed his nose in deeper, inhaling the wet and musky scent that was entirely Harry. "Merlin, how I want you! Seeing you standing there, dripping wet, with your glorious cock on display, it was more than I could take."

Harry breathed in deeply and Scorpius tilted his chin up to take in the sexy man before him. Harry's eyes were shut tightly, as if he were waging an internal war with himself.

"Open your eyes, Harry. Please let me pleasure you." Still looking up at Harry, Scorpius batted his eyelashes. "I want you to watch me as I take your magnificent cock in my mouth."

At that, Scorpius reached down and grabbed hold of Harry's colossal length, pulling back the foreskin, his thumb and fingers not quite touching as they wrapped around Harry's shaft. Scorpius swirled his tongue around the head of Harry's prick before running his tongue over the slit to taste the pre-come building there. Scorpius stretched his mouth wide in order to accommodate Harry's substantial girth and moaned around Harry's erection when he felt Harry expand even more as he was taken into the silky heat of Scorpius' mouth. When he pressed his mouth further down the shaft, he found that no matter how deep he forced Harry into his his throat, he was sadly insufficient to engulf Harry's full length. Scorpius brought his hand up to glide along with his mouth as he sucked tightly at the head of Harry's cock.

When Scorpius tried once again to deep-throat, Harry moaned from above him. "Fuck, Scorpius! You're killing me!"

Scorpius pulled off with a pop and met Harry's gaze. "Mmm, you tasted so good. It's amazing!"

"Doesn't it bother you?" Harry looked away in embarrassment. "I mean how big it is. It makes most people nervous," Harry said, blushing.

Scorpius grabbed Harry's hand and tugged him down towards him. When Harry met him with resistance, Scorpius just pulled harder, not taking no for an answer. Finally, the younger man won, and Harry landed on his knees in front of him.

"Fuck, no! It's amazing! Feeling it in my hand, in my mouth, it turns me on so much! You turn me on so much!" Scorpius breathed against Harry's cheek as he shimmied out of his pyjama bottoms. His cock swung free.

Scorpius reached between them and grabbed hold of Harry's cock again. Harry's alone was a handful for one hand, so when Scorpius pressed his smaller cock next to Harry's, it took two hands to hold them both.

"Look at that." Scorpius pressed his lips lightly to Harry's as he spoke "It's brilliant, Harry. Your cock is a masterpiece. Do you see how it looks next to mine?"

Harry blushed, turning his face slightly away. "It's just. . . so big. . . they say it. . . it hurts."

"Let me prove to you how perfect it is, Harry." Scorpius nuzzled into Harry's neck, breathing deeply. Releasing their cocks, Scorpius pressed both hands against Harry's chest, pushing him back until he was laying on the floor, cushioned by a plush throw rug.

"What are you doing?" Harry asked nervously.

"I'm going to prove to you just how amazing you are. I'm going to show you how much I want you," Scorpius purred.

All the times that Scorpius had thought about Harry this way, he had never imagined it quite like this. He had thought that Harry would be the assertive one- the one to take charge. Fuck, if this wasn't better than a dream. Harry's big cock had given Scorpius a chance that he never thought he would have. Harry seemed so. . . broken. Scorpius longed to be the one to put him back together again.

Scorpius couldn't believe that he might actually have a chance to have something more than a one-off with this amazing man. If he played his cards right, he could also prove to Harry that he was a perfect fit for him.

As Scorpius straddled Harry, he reached behind to finger himself. This was so much better than doing this alone. So much better than just preparing himself for the dildo that he kept hidden in his underwear drawer.

Leaning down to kiss Harry, Scorpius asked, "What do you use for lubricant?"

Harry answered by simply summoning some from his bedroom.

With the lubricant on his hand, Scorpius slid first one finger in, pumping in and out gently before adding a second. He licked at Harry's lips, encouraging him every step of the way. When the stretch of two fingers subsided, he added a third, then a fourth until he felt that he was stretched adequately. Even stretching with four fingers, Scorpius knew that Harry was likely bigger than he was physically ready for, but that didn't stop him. He wanted to feel Harry stretch him wide open. He wanted to feel every inch that Harry offered because he never ever wanted to forget this moment. He wanted to burn it into his body as well as his mind just in case that it never happened again.

"Scorpius, are you sure?" Harry asked between kisses.

"Absolutely, Harry. I've never been more sure in my life." Still straddling Harry, Scorpius reached behind him to grab hold of Harry's cock before lowering himself so that it was lined up with his stretched hole.

Sitting back slightly, Scorpius sank down onto Harry's cock, moaning as he went. The way that Harry was stretching him was pure bliss. He clenched his muscles experimentally and Harry gave a groan.

"Fuck! Scorpius! You're so bloody tight!" Harry's eyes were rolled up slightly. "Oh, Merlin! I'm not hurting you am I?" Harry looked panicked for a moment.

Scorpius had a look of intense concentration on his face. "Do I look like I'm hurting?" Scorpius asked him as he shifted his hips, sliding up and down slowly on Harry's cock. With each downward thrust he drove Harry deeper inside himself.

Scorpius continued those slow and dedicated movements on Harry's cock, encouraging soft moans from Harry as he worked.

Scorpius' motions were getting a bit bolder as was his voice. "So big! So perfect! Mmm, Harry! Fill me up!" With those last three words, Scorpius impaled himself down as far as he could on Harry's cock, screaming out as he buried Harry to the hilt.

Scorpius collapsed on top of Harry, spent for the moment from the work it took to coax Harry fully inside him. "Scorpius, are you ok?" Harry asked.

"Mmm-hmm! Better than ok! You're so deep, so thick. I feel so full. I've never felt this way before Harry. Like you're touching every part of me from the inside out." Scorpius spoke into Harry's neck, occasionally darting his tongue out to lick at Harry's collarbone. "Fuck me, Harry! Please."

Harry was afraid to move, but Scorpius had asked so sweetly didn't want to say no. He moved barely at all inside Scorpius. Softly and slowly he shifted his hips until Scorpius said, "Harder Harry! I want you to fuck me like you mean it. Fuck me like you know you want to."

"But, I'll hurt you." Harry insisted.

Lifting up slightly on his elbow, Scorpius cupped Harry's face gently in his hands. "You won't Harry. Trust me. Now, please, fuck me. Fuck me like you've never fucked anyone in your life. I promise, I'm going to love it."

Harry looked into Scorpius' eyes and whatever he saw there must have caused him to believe the words Scorpius had said, because suddenly Harry was pulling back and thrusting back in hard. As hard as Scorpius had hoped for.

"Oh, Harry! YES! Just like that. Fucking just like that!" Scorpius screamed. He was completely grateful for the built-in silencing charms that Wizarding homes had.

"Does it hurt? If it hurts tell me and I'll stop," Harry said.

"Never stop Harry!" That was the last thing that he said before wrapping his arms around Harry to enjoy the ride.

Harry continued to thrust up into him, getting bolder with each stroke until he shuddered beneath Scorpius, who still clung tightly to him.

As Scorpius felt Harry pulse inside his passage, that was all it took for him to follow Harry over the edge, covering both of their stomachs in come.

When Harry tried to move, Scorpius tightened his grip. "Stay here. Just another moment." Scorpius' voice wavered, afraid that it was really and truly all over. "I don't want it to end yet."

"It doesn't have to." Harry whispered. "I mean, not if you don't want it to. Come to bed with me?"

Scorpius pulled away from Harry's neck then in order to see his face. "Really? Can I?" He grinned. "Does that mean I get round two with that tremendous cock of yours?"

"Fuck, Scorpius, the way you rode me tonight, you can have it anytime you want!"