The sun was just over the horizon. The light indescribable color of the morning sky graced Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry. The year was 1977. Our story begins with a trio of boys in the Gryffindor tower.

Sirius got up and dug around in his trunk. It was the first day of their 7th year and he was so siked. His black hair fell into his gray eyes as he looked for his a clean pair of pants.

James walked up behind him. "I do hope you remembered to actually pack clean ones this time. We don't want a repeat of last year, now do we?" he said with a playful smirk.

"Yes...", Remus said softly as he walked up behind the other two boys, "that was rather messy..." He brushed his hair out of his face as he let a little smile grace his features.

Sirius shot the bird at them. "Bloody hell guys... I think I did it again..." He laughed. "Or maybe not." He pulled out a clean pair. "Guess who asked me out at the feast last night. Jennifer Thomas. You know the hot 6th year. I turned her down." He grinned. "I love breaking hearts."

"You're bloody crazed Sirius.." Remus shook his head lightly at him.

James rolled his eyes. He shot his friend a bored look, "You'll get your heart broken one of these days. Don't expect me to buy you multiple cases of butterbeer either, you silly git."

He put his pants on. "I don't know who you're accusing of being a silly git, you twit." He whispered lightly, "You know we're gonna go through with the plan tonight... Steal Snape's clothes and throw them into the lake."

Remus wondered off to the showers.

James smirked in an amused way. "Of coarse we're going through with it. I can't wait to see ol' Snivellus run across the courtyards in the nude. So...who has the camera?"

"I can't get my hands on one. Maybe you could ask Lily Evans... You seem to like her so much." Sirius stated smugly.

James crossed his arms and gave him a dry look. "Who I like is no concern of yours Sirius Black. So, maybe I will ask her. We need a camera anyway..."

"No need to get sassy." He laughed and pulled a shirt out from under his bed, smelled it, coughed then threw it back down. He then got one out of his trunk and put it on. "I was just saying... You always watch her walk away. I know she's got a nice ass but geez."

James smiled at the thought. "As a matter of fact, she does." The entire time James had been watching Sirius dress, the more excited he became. He thought to himself, 'Damned dog. He has to be good looking, doesn't he? Soon, I won't be able to control myself.' He continues to stare at Black subconsciously.

He grinned. "Is that why you keep watching me get dressed Potter? You like my ass too." He said just loud enough so only James could hear it.

James snapped back to reality with a slight blush. "Don't get full of yourself mutt," he said with an irritated tone, "Your ass is about a firm as melted jelly skulls." He smirked at him playfully and sat down on his own bed.

"Now you're just being cruel. I was just effing around." His pants hung too low on his hips and his Adonis lines were visible. He hadn't buttoned his shirt yet which showed his skinny, yet pretty muscular body. His olive complexion was well tanned. He'd spent long periods of time out in the heat of the day swinging his bat around for his position as beater on the quidditch team.

James heart beat increased. "You're always effing around Sirius. I'm surprised you're a man-whore, no questions asked." He crossed his legs, trying to conceal a now visible bulge.

Sirius hadn't noticed. He buttoned his shirt and bent down to untie his Gryffindor tie from his bedpost. His fingers kept slipping off. "Crap.. I can't… Get this… stupid bugger off."

James stood up right over him, and pressed up against him un-knowingly. "You have to slip that one part under the other..."

Sirius jumped. "Do you have your wand in your pocket?"

James realized what he was doing and blushed heavily. "Uh...um..." he scooted back a bit, unable to work his voice. "Ah...sure???"

Sirius got it undone and put it around his neck. "Will you...?" He indicated for him to tie it.

"Yes..." he said slightly under his breath. He walked forward and began to work the tie. He became frustrated with it and pushed himself into Sirius to get a closer look at the tie, temporarily forgetting his erection.

Sirius blushed and looked down. "Er..." It excited him slightly to feel James pushing against him. "Prongs... Your… um."

James realized what he'd just done. "Dammit!" he hissed as he quickly let go of the tie and turned to leave the room.

"Wait... my tie... And why do you have a woody? Wait come back James!" Sirius went after him.

James quickly descended the stairs into the, shockingly empty, common room. He sat on the on of the huge chairs in front of the fire and put his head in his hands. Silently wishing for his hardness to go away.

Sirius came up behind him. "It's alright..." He put his hand on James shoulder. "I... have one too... I got it when I felt yours. Does that mean we're gay?"

James looked up at him with sudden offense. "I am not a faggot! I like Lily!" He sat there teeming anger, but it slowly ebbed away. He felt really bad for yelling at Sirius. "Padfoot...I'm sorry...I...just..."

"Never mind James..." He walked out of the portrait hole.

"Sirius!" he called after him. 'Shit!' he though, getting up and swiftly walked out after him. "Wait, please, Sirius!"

"What?" Sirius turned around. "I don't want to talk about it James."

James put his hands on both or Sirius's shoulders. "Look. I didn't mean to snap. And...I...don't care if I'm a fag or bisexual or a straight...I just..." he stops his rant, unsure of what to say next. He looked intently at Sirius and unknowingly leaned forward as he did so. James pushed his lips closer to Sirius'. He stumbled over and pushed him against the nearest wall. Their lips pressed together. Sirius' tongue slipped into James mouth. Their tongues touched. James seemed to jump a little, but Sirius pulled him closer. After 30 seconds, more like hours to him, he pulled away blushing. "I...I'm sorry..."

"Don't be sorry... Just do it again." He grabbed his shirt in his fist and pulled him into the kiss again. James put both hands on the wall on either side of Sirius to support himself. He licked Sirius' lips slowly and bit the bottom one gently. He ran his hands up James' back and held him close, growling at him with a mischievous look. James moaned lightly, his eyes hazed over with lust and the blush on his face seemed to be permanent. He leaned in to the side of Black's face and licked to tip of his ear lobe. Sirius kissed James' neck then down to his collar bone. He put his hand on his butt and squeezed it. James moaned into Black's ear, the squeeze making him arch into him, the throbbing in his cock was harder then ever. Sirius jumped a little when he felt James' manness against him. "Oh God Potter..." He whispered in his ear. "I need you." He pulled his lips to his own. James grabbed Sirius by the hips and forcefully pulled him so his woody rammed into his own. He moaned on contact and began to grind, but quickly stopped and pulled away and off of him.

"What's the matter?" Sirius asked and looked at him. His face was all red and his erection had grown a good inch from what it had been.

James smirked, his chest moving up and down as his breathing returned to normal. "This is a hallway... I think we should find somewhere a bit more... private perhaps."

"I know just the place..." Sirius grinned and led him to a hallway. He walked halfway down the hall and turned around abruptly. Then he opened a door he'd already passed. There was a bed, nightstands, fireplace, satin sheets and a squishy armchair.

James smirked and gave his interest a sly look. "Brilliant..." he said lustfully, then strutted in. He sat himself on the edge of the bed, cocked his eyebrow, and gave Padfoot a "come and get me" look.

He walked over to him and shoved him back on the bed. He then jumped on top of him and slipped his tongue into James' mouth.

James moaned into the kiss and bit down on the tongue lightly. He moved his hands down Sirius's body to his pelvis and slowly massaged the inside of his hips.

Sirius pulled James' shirt open and began to kiss down his abdomen.

James moaned and bucked lightly with each kiss. He grabbed a hold of his lovers hips and slid himself down to where his mouth was even with Sirius's erection. He slowly unzipped the pants and slid then down, along with the under drawers. Just looking at it made his mouth water. He stuck out his tongue and licked the very tip of it, moaning as he did so.

He let out a low growl. "James..." He called quietly, almost a whisper. He felt himself stiffen.

Hungry for more, James licked the length of the cock. After going over each side, her put his lips around the tip and sucked lightly at first, then harder. His lips traveled farther up and he moaned with every centimeter.

The vibrations of the moans sent chills through Sirius' whole body. His hips moved forward without his accord. His nails dug into his palms. His face began to tingle slightly.

The door opened silently, but the two boys were made aware of the presence of another by the sharp intake of breath followed by the sound of someone gagging on their own inhale. The chagrin boys pulled away from each other quickly and looked over at the door to find their friend, Remus, standing at the doorway, looking like a deer caught in a muggle car's head lights.