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Ricochet

Chapter One
"Game Plan"

It had started as a game of brotherly competition…of sorts.

Of course since they were brothers and the words sex, blow job, hand job and rimming came into the picture, it wasn't your normal rivalries game.

And since there were no rules, the outcome was a ruthless week of moans in the office and screams in the pool at the gym.

It began after a rather mean and beguiling round of five dimes. James having dropped his dimes before Albus could finish him off.

"Oh yeah?" He said, standing naked in front of his brother.

Albus merely laughed.

"That's the rules big brother." He answered, sitting down in his recliner and kicking up his feet. "You were the one that wanted to play this wretched little game."

He smiled mischievously, it reminded James of an imp. He suddenly smiled back.

"Alright." He coughed, spreading his legs as he stood, his erection jutting out from his body as Albus gulped at the sight before regaining control. "Then I propose another game."

"Oh?" He said, twirling his wand in his fingers, "Do tell."

"Starting with you, little brother, we take turns on giving and receiving in the most…cleverest of ways." He smiled at the thought. Albus raised an eyebrow.

"What's the point?" James snickered.

"The point is to win with the most outrageous place, time or position. And whichever in between."

"So the most imaginative wins."

"And the most innovative."

"Deal." He didn't think Al would agree that fast, but he was lucky he did.

"Good," James smiled broadly, "We'll start tomorrow."

"How about…" Albus reached up to wrap his arms around James' waist and pull him into his lap. "We start tonight?"

"Because dear brother," He placed a chaste kiss on his lips, "It's my turn."

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Author's Note: If you guys don't know what the five dimes game is, it's when your partner stands, spreading their legs with five dimes between their fingers, their hands above their heads. You pleasure them, but they can't drop the dimes, or everything you do stops completely. Obviously our poor little James lost, Lol. Written for a request by C. Adrien Cummings off of a oneshot he wanted in Infinite Epiphany, he liked the idea so much he wanted a story. So here it is, plot and everything, hope you're proud of the Stoner :D Written with inspiration by the song Ricochet by Shiny Toy Guns, Review! --Delta