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      Multi, M/M
  Fandom:
      Harry_Potter_-_J._K._Rowling
  Relationship:
      Draco_Malfoy/Other(s), Severus_Snape/Other(s)
  Character:
      Lucius_Malfoy, Other(s), Severus_Snape, Draco_Malfoy
  Additional Tags:
      BDSM, Slash_sex, Incest, Sexual_Content, Threesome, Voyeurism, First
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      Published: 2009-04-10 Chapters: 2/2 Words: 3952
****** Family Ties ******
by Dracos slut [archived by HPFandom_archivist]
Summary
     Curious about his sexuality, Albus turns to his Uncle for advice.
     Charlie is more than happy to give him some 'hands on' experience.
     CW/AS - other pairings to follow - including DM/CW/AS, and DM/LM/AS/
     SM
Notes
     Note from SeparatriX, the archivist: this story was originally
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***** Chapter One *****
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any related characters. Nor do i make
any money from the writing of these stories
 
Author Note: This depraved plot bunny crept into my head today, and wouldn't
leave me alone till I started to write it. First few chapters will be solely
Charlie/Albus Severus - then other characters will be introduced. Any
suggestions on future pairings/scenarios are gratefully received.
This is the first go I've had at writing cross-gen fic's, so let me know what
you think.
Albus is 16 in this fic - which is gay age of consent in UK.
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Albus flopped onto the worn sofa in the Burrow’s living room and grinned at his
uncle.
“Hey, Kiddo.” Charlie ruffled his nephew’s already tousled hair. “Have fun
flying?”
Albus batted his hand away irritably. “I’m not a kid, Uncle Charlie. I’m
sixteen now.”
Charlie grinned at the boy, whose cheeks were still glowing from his earlier
flight. “Okay, I’m only teasing. I forget sometimes how old you are. I guess
that means you’re old enough to drop the Uncle, and just call me Charlie.”
“Really?” Albus’ eyes were wide; of all his many uncles, Charlie was the one he
looked up to most, idolised even.
“Sure,” Charlie answered. “You’re growing up fast now, almost a man. Before you
know it, you’ll be married to some pretty girl.”
Albus squirmed uncomfortably and flushed, in what Charlie thought was a very
pretty manner; he had long since given up trying to deny the emotions that his
nephew aroused in him.
“Or some boy, maybe?” he suggested tentatively upon seeing Albus’ reaction to
his previous comment.
Albus’ eyes widened in horror. “How did you know?” he whispered in shocked
tones.
Charlie reached over and gave him a reassuring pat on the thigh. “It was just a
guess. You’ve never seemed that interested in girls, and I’ve seen how you look
at that Malfoy boy sometimes. I just put two and two together.”
Albus looked mortified. “Does everyone know? Oh, Merlin!” he moaned
despairingly.
“Hey, relax. I don’t think anyone else noticed. Crikey, they only figured out I
was gay a couple of years ago. We Weasleys aren’t renowned for our observation
skills.”
Some of the tension eased out of Albus’ body at this comment. “What’s it like?”
he asked, clearly embarrassed, but a determined expression on his face all the
same.
“Being gay in general, or the sex?” Charlie clarified, his thumb now stroking
his nephew’s thigh slightly.
“The sex,” Albus muttered. “I’ve done some stuff, but I don’t really know what
to do.”
Charlie shifted his position slightly, trying to ease the pressure on his
hardening cock. He leaned closer. “What have you done so far?” he asked, his
voice almost husky.
Albus tried to ignore the fluttering in his tummy that started with every
stroke of his uncle’s thumb. “Kissing. And just touching, you know?”
“Wanking?” Charlie asked, revelling in the breathy gasp that escaped his
nephew’s mouth.
“No.” Albus shook his head. “We still had our trousers on. We just rubbed
against each other and stuff.”
“Did you like it?” Seeing his nephew nod, Charlie continued. “Did it make you
come?”
The fluttering sensation in his tummy increased with every word from his
uncle’s lips, and Albus was mortified to feel his cock hardening in response.
“Yes, I did.”
“There’s no need to be embarrassed, Al,” Charlie reassured, allowing his hand
to trail slightly further up the boy’s thigh. “It’s perfectly natural.”
“Scorpius wanted to do more,” Albus admitted. “But I was scared. Does it hurt?”
Charlie looked down at the innocent eyes of his nephew and felt an overwhelming
desire to see them debauched and full of lust. “It can a little the first time,
if you’re a bottom. But not for a top.”
“How do you know which you are?”
Charlie leaned even closer this time, his lips only inches away from Albus’
ear. “When you think about sex,” he murmured huskily. “Are you the one doing
the fucking, or are you being fucked?”
Albus gulped; hearing those words went straight to his cock, which now throbbed
intensely. He was aware of Charlie’s hand inching closer and closer up his
inner thigh. “I’m being fucked,” he whispered, allowing his legs to fall
slightly wider apart.
Noticing this movement, and seeing the want in his nephew’s eyes, Charlie
allowed his fingers to brush across the bulge in Albus’ trousers. “You want to
feel yourself being stretched round a hard cock,” he said, casually teasing his
nephew’s erection.
Albus’ hips thrust erratically off the sofa, desperate for more pressure.
“Merlin, yes!” he groaned. “Please, Charlie.”
“Please, what?” Charlie asked, trailing the tip of his tongue along his
nephew’s jaw line. “What do you want, Al? Tell me?”
Albus clamped his hand down over Charlie’s and began grinding against the
calloused palm. “Anything,” he whimpered. “Please.”
Charlie chuckled throatily. “You want this?” he teased, his fingers toying with
the fastenings of Albus’ jeans. “You want me to touch you, to stroke your cock
until you come hard all over my hand? Hmm? Would you like that?”
Albus was beyond coherent speech by this point as he felt the tips of Charlie’s
fingers brush against his aching erection.
Just as Charlie’s fingers were curling round Al’s throbbing cock, there was the
all-too-familiar crackling of green flames in the fireplace.
With shared looks of horror, Charlie moved his hand back as if it had been
burnt, and Albus quickly fastened his trousers.
“My room. Tonight,” Charlie murmured, his voice full of promise.
Albus shivered at the blatant desire he saw written on his uncle’s face and
nodded; wild hippogriffs couldn’t keep him away.
***** Chapter Two *****

Author's notes: Curious about his sexuality, Albus turns to his Uncle for
advice. Charlie is more than happy to give him some 'hands on' experience. CW/
AS, and other pairings to follow.
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Following his Grandmother’s unexpected return home, Albus made halting excuses
and fled to the safety of his temporary room, struggling to hide his obvious
arousal.
Once inside the room, he locked the door, quickly shed his clothing, and then
proceeded to wank himself frantically to the memory of his uncle’s calloused
hand against his skin.
Normally Al’s fantasies exclusively consisted of white blond hair, piercing
grey eyes, and the pale, lithe bodies of either Scorpius or his father. So it
was rather a revelation to him to find just how much of a turn on he found
Charlie’s muscular frame, flaming hair, and burnished skin.
As he lay there, his own come rapidly cooling on his belly, Al thanked Merlin
that he had opted to spend his last few summer weeks with his Grandparents.
Apart from avoiding the rather messy meltdown of his parents’ marriage, it had
also opened up a world of potential sexual experience to him.
Albus has struggled for months to accept his sexuality. Scorpius had calmly
informed him that it was perfectly natural, but as they had been in the midst
of a rather heated snogging session at the time, Al was inclined to think him
biased.
Apparently, Scorpius’ father preferred his own sex to women, knowledge that
caused Al a fleeting thrill, and most pure-blooded men dallied with
homosexuality at some point in their lives.
Al really liked Scorpius. He wasn’t in love with the blond boy yet, but he
desperately wanted to take their relationship to the next level, to feel
Scorpius inside him, filling him impossibly.
Fear had stopped him thus far. Fear of the pain, of their own inexperience, and
fear that he might disappoint his partner and lose him.
Not only had Albus been overwhelmed with the sensations that Charlie’s hands
had aroused within him, but also by the possibilities that this opened up to
him.
Al might still only be a teenager, but he was old enough to recognise the lust
in his uncle’s eyes when he looked at him. It was the perfect solution really,
Albus decided. Charlie was decidedly older, and far more experienced.
Experience that he clearly desired to share with his nephew. Al was excited at
the prospect of his uncle’s tutoring, and even more so at the prospect of
returning to Hogwarts and sharing this new found knowledge with his boyfriend.
Time dragged that afternoon, so much so that Albus began to suspect his
grandfather had been messing with the clock again. Dinner was a painful
experience - sitting that close to the new object of his fantasies. It didn’t
help that Charlie spent the majority of the meal with his foot sliding up Al’s
leg, caressing him to hardness through is jeans.
By the time he heard his grandparents retire for the night, Albus was almost
ready to come untouched. He had tortured himself all evening with thoughts of
just what his uncle would do to him that night, and, as a result, he had been
almost permanently hard.
Wearing just thin cotton pyjama bottoms, which hung low on his slender hips,
Albus silently padded across the landing. He hesitated briefly outside his
uncle’s room, before taking a deep breath and entering.
There were no lights on in the room, only the bright moonlight lit the gloom,
casting a bluish tinge on everything it touched. Al’s eyes were drawn to the
bed and widened slightly at what he saw.
Charlie was lounging on top of the covers, leaning back against several
pillows. He was already naked, his muscular body gleaming in the moonlight. A
lazy grin spread over his face, but Albus couldn’t tear his eyes away from the
thick cock that was lying heavy against his thigh.
“Come here,” Charlie murmured, holding a hand out in his nephew’s direction.
Albus stepped closer and slid his hand into his uncle’s larger, rougher one. He
could see Charlie’s eyes roaming hungrily over his chest, before coming to rest
on the obvious tenting in his pyjama bottoms.
“Let’s get you out of those,” Charlie said, letting go of Al’s hand, and taking
hold of his waist.
As he felt his uncle’s thumbs hooking under the waistband of his pyjamas, Al
knew that there was no going back. But, giving an encouraging wiggle of his
hips, he had no intention of stopping.
Stepping out of his clothing, Albus was surprised by how unselfconscious he
felt. But with Charlie’s lust filled gaze trained on him, it was hard to think
of anything else.
Charlie’s cock hardened and filled almost instantly as he drank in the sight of
his nephew’s naked form. Al was slender, but had tone that came from years of
Quidditch. Those wide green eyes reminded him so much of Albus’ father, and
Charlie couldn’t help but remember with amusement, the number of times he had
wanked to thoughts of Harry when they were younger.
Charlie pulled Al over to the bed and gently pressed him down onto the
mattress. “You’re beautiful,” he whispered, trailing one hand along the boy’s
smooth thigh.
Albus let out a whimper and arched slightly off the bed. His uncle’s hand felt
so good on his skin, but it was driving him made, touching him everywhere but
his cock. “Please,” he begged.
Charlie chuckled throatily. “Please what, Al? Touch you? Taste you?” He leaned
closer so his lips were against his nephew’s ear. “Fuck you?”
“Yes, yes,” Al chanted. “Please, all of it.”
Taking pity on his nephew, Charlie wrapped one hand around his aching cock and
began stroking firmly. He couldn’t tear his eyes off the younger boy’s face,
admiring the flush of his cheeks, and the enticing way his teeth worried that
plump bottom lip.
Lowering his head, Charlie began circling one dusky nipple with his tongue,
lapping and teasing it into a hard nub. Once this was done, he then began to
nibble gently, tugging at the aching flesh.
Al began arching off the bed into each stroke of his cock, incoherent words
streaming from his mouth.
“Going to come,” he gasped finally, and then almost sobbed in distress when the
delicious friction on his cock vanished.
“Relax,” Charlie murmured, sliding lower on his nephew’s body. “I want to taste
you.”
Charlie licked a stripe along the underside of his nephew’s shaft, before
wrapping his lips round it and taking him in completely. Feeling that wet heat
engulf his cock, and coaxing fingers stroking his aching balls, Al let out a
choked sob and came hard into his uncle’s waiting mouth.
Al collapsed back onto the mattress with a deep sigh of release and
satisfaction. He revelled in the sensation of Charlie’s tongue gently licking
him clean, savouring every last drop of his release.
Once finished, Charlie crawled back up his nephew’s sated body and leant down
to capture his rosy lips in a searing kiss. As Al felt his uncle’s tongue
plunder his mouth, tasting his own seed, he felt the undeniable hardness of
Charlie’s cock digging in his hip.
Wriggling teasingly, providing friction that had his uncle groaning into his
mouth, Al gazed worriedly into the intense blue eyes above him.
“You didn’t come,” he murmured, flushing prettily.
Charlie grinned and leant down to capture those enticing lips once again.
“We’ve got hours yet,” he said, grinding hard against Albus’ hip. “And I’m
nowhere near finished with you.”
Albus watched as his Uncle rolled over onto his back, leisurely running one
hand down the length of his thick cock.
“Come here,” Charlie instructed softly. “Let’s put that pretty mouth of yours
to use.”
Al’s eyes were fixed on the hard cock, now only inches from his mouth. “I don’t
know…I’ve never…” he trailed off, hoping his uncle would understand what he was
trying to say.
“It’s okay,” Charlie soothed, stroking one hand down the boy’s back. “Wrap your
hand round the base. Yes, like that. Now use your tongue and lick me.”
Al tentatively flicked out his tongue, tasting the drops of pre-come on his
uncle’s leaking erection. Licking his lips, savouring the taste, he chanced a
glimpse upwards.
“Good boy,” Charlie encouraged, seeing his nephew’s tentative glance. “Now
start stroking me with your hand, then wrap those pretty lips of yours round
me. Just like I did to you.”
Al had seen enough porn during his teenage years to give him a vague idea of
how to give a blowjob. Stroking his hand slowly, he lowered his head and began
pressing soft kisses to his uncle’s cock, before parting his lips and slowly
wrapping them round the hard shaft.
Nothing had prepared him for the sensation of having a hard, heavy cock in his
mouth, or for the musky taste of another man’s seed. As he started to build a
slow, steady pace, Al could feel his own arousal building again.
Charlie’s hand buried in his messy locks, carding through them, coaxing him to
take more in each time.
“Fuck yes,” Charlie groaned. “You look so good with your lips stretched round
my cock.”
Emboldened by this praise, Al slowly slid off his uncle’s cock and ran his
tongue down the entire length, all the way to his heavy, furred balls.
“Oh yes,” Charlie gasped. “You keep that up and I’m going to shoot all over
your face.”
Al pulled back slightly and gave his uncle a look that clearly said he wouldn’t
mind. Charlie let out a soft moan at the sight of his nephew nuzzling his
shaft, and was overcome with the urge to paint that innocent face with his
seed.
Controlling himself, Charlie reached down and tugged Al away from his cock. He
laughed at the unmistakeable pout on his nephew’s face. “Another time, I’d be
only too happy to come all over you, but right now I have something else in
mind.”
Charlie rolled Albus over onto his stomach, and pulled him up so he was
kneeling on the bed. “Reach back and spread yourself for me,” he instructed,
voice thick with desire.
Al turned his head sideways on the pillow, supporting his body, before sliding
his trembling hands behind him. He gripped one cheek firmly in each hand,
spreading himself wide open to Charlie’s hungry gaze.
“Beautiful.” A covetous hand smoothed up Al’s thighs, before pausing to cup his
new-found erection. “You look so hot, spread open for me. Such a pretty little
slut.”
Al felt hot breath on his arse, and suddenly he was gasping in shock as he felt
Charlie’s tongue licking a trail from the base of his cock, all the way back,
until it was swiping enticingly over his puckered opening.
“What are you doing?” he protested, shocked that Charlie was doing something
so…dirty.
 
Charlie batted Al’s hands out of the way, and, placing his own rough hands on
the soft skin of his nephew’s buttocks, he blew gently onto the wet skin. “Just
relax,” he murmured, smiling to himself as Al squirmed. “Enjoy it.”
Not wanting to argue with his uncle, Albus submitted to his ministrations. He
felt Charlie’s mouth pressing soft kisses over his hole, before nipping the
taught skin slightly. Then a warm tongue was laving his puckered opening,
probing at the tight ring of muscle.
“Oh, Merlin. Charlie, please,” Al whimpered.
Charlie responded by breaching that tight hole with quick jabs of his tongue
The room was silent apart from Albus’ soft whimpering, and the wet, slurping
sounds that Charlie made as he burrowed deeper into his nephew’s virgin arse.
By the time Charlie slid a thick finger inside Al, the younger boy was almost
sobbing with need, begging his uncle to take him.
“Patience,” Charlie chided. “I need to make sure you’re properly prepared.”
A second finger slid inside, right up to the knuckle, and a sharp intake of
breath sounded from Al.
“Soon,” Charlie reassured him. “Just one more finger.”
“Hurry, please,” Al begged. “I need…”
“You need what, Al?” Charlie asked, twisting three fingers mercilessly inside
the boy’s tight channel. “You need me to fuck you? Is that what you want?”
Al nodded into the pillow. “Merlin, yes. I need you inside me, please.”
“You think you can handle it?” Charlie asked, removing his fingers and teasing
the head of his erection around the edges of his nephew’s loosened hole.
Al pushed backwards, trying desperately to impale himself on the thick shaft
that was teasing him.
“Patience,” Charlie reminded him, giving a sharp slap to his arse.
Al let out a loud moan at that touch, and rutted furiously against the bed.
Charlie raised an eyebrow in surprise at this reaction. “You like that?” he
enquired, giving the other cheek the same treatment.
Al raised his arse further in the air, as if seeking more of the same
treatment. “Yes, sir,” he whispered.
Charlie grinned lasciviously, his mind full of the possibilities that this
revelation had opened up. “We will definitely be exploring that kink of yours
next time,” he said. “But for now, I want to be buried inside that hot little
arse of yours.”
One firm hand grasped Al’s slender hip, while the other guided the tip of
Charlie’s cock slowly towards its destination. A whisper of a Lubrication
Charm, and Albus could feel the head of his Uncle’s cock breaching his
entrance, causing his breath to catch.
“You okay?” Charlie asked in concern, stilling his movements.
“Yeah.” Al nodded. Truthfully, he couldn’t see how that thick cock was going to
fit inside him, but the burning sensation as it tried, was so wonderful that he
wasn’t going to give it up. Wriggling his hips, he grunted, “More.”
“Oh, I’ll give you more,” Charlie promised, pushing his way further into that
tight heat. Just the sight of his nephew’s puckered hole stretching to
accommodate his shaft was enough to make Charlie nearly come on the spot.
“Push back against me, Al,” Charlie gasped, struggling to contain the urge to
pound his nephew mercilessly.
Albus sank back slowly, stifling a cry as he felt Charlie’s shaft stretching
his tender flesh wider than he thought possible. It was a slow process, one
that taxed the self-control of both involved. But, finally, Albus’ arse was
pressed snugly against Charlie’s groin, the entire length buried deep in the
enticing warmth of Al’s arse.
“I’ve got to move,” Charlie gasped. “So fucking tight.”
Al gave an experimental thrust backwards and hissed when he felt the tip of his
uncle’s cock press against his prostate. Nodding his consent, he said, “Do it.
Fuck me.”
Needing no further encouragement, Charlie withdrew his shaft almost entirely.
Without warning, he slammed his way back inside, ruthlessly hitting Al’s
prostate, and causing the younger boy to slump further down on the bed.
Gripping his nephew’s hips tightly, Charlie tugged the boy’s arse higher. He
began to set a punishing pace, plundering Al’s tight hole, relishing the way it
felt, gripping him so tightly.
“You like that?” Charlie growled, in response to the mewling noises escaping
his nephew’s mouth. “You like the feel of my cock, the way it’s pounding your
sweet arse?” He punctuated each sentence with a forceful thrust.
“Y-yes,” Al gasped, sliding a hand underneath him to relieve his own erection.
“P-p-please. M-more.”
“Oh, I’ll give you more. I’m going to fuck you so hard, fill you with my come.”
Charlie’s fingers were digging harshly into his hips, and Albus just knew
there’d be bruises tomorrow. But it was such a small price to pay for the
sensations that were currently raging through is body, as his uncle battered
his prostate on every thrust.
“You were born for this,” Charlie grunted. “To have my cock buried in your
arse. My sweet slut.” He released one hand off Albus’ hips and reached forward
to bury it in his hair. He twined his fingers in the sweat-mussed strands and
tugged backwards. “You want that, don’t you?” he demanded. “To be my slut?”
Albus’ hand was working furiously on his own cock. Hearing those words from his
uncle’s lips, while he was plundered by that thick, hard cock, was enough to
tip him over the edge. “Yes,” he sobbed. “I want it. Make me your slut.” No
sooner had the words left his lips, than Albus tensed and began erupting ropes
of thick, white come, all over the bedclothes.
“Good boy,” Charlie encouraged, still pounding furiously into his nephew’s
body. The pulsing of Al’s arse was too much, and after several harsh jabs into
the willing body beneath him, Charlie gave a loud groan and began emptying his
seed inside his nephew’s hot little arse.
“So good, Al,” he gasped. “So hot and tight. Gonna fill you up.”
As his orgasm faded, Charlie slowly slid out of Albus’ slick passage. He spread
his nephew’s buttocks and admired his abused hole. He trailed one finger around
the edges of the loosened hole, causing soft whimpering from Al.
“You look so hot with my come leaking out of you,” Charlie commented, sliding
his finger inside the come-slick hole. “I suppose I should clean you up,
though,” he added, reluctantly.
Albus craned his head to meet his uncle’s gaze over his shoulder. “Don’t. I
love how it feels,” he admitted, almost shyly.
“Don’t be embarrassed by that,” Charlie said, pressing a soft kiss to the small
of his back. “You were amazing.”
Al flushed at this compliment. “Does that mean we can do it again?”
Charlie grinned lasciviously and lay down on the bed at the side of his nephew.
“You’re not getting rid of me that easily, my little slut.”
At the back of his mind, Albus realised that he should probably protest against
being called that. But with his uncle’s strong arms wrapped round him, and warm
come trickling out of his arse, he really didn’t care.
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