Hiya! Thanks so much to everyone who reviewed, including my anonymous reviewers (cheers, els), and my friend, misundersnape, who is trying out slash for the first time and who may actually want to brace herself for this chappie. :)

THANKS: DragonDi- wonderful writer (check out her fic 'Carnival of Dark and Dangerous Creatures'), great mate and overworked sounding board. Cheers for fixing my mistakes and telling me it was hot when it felt as hot as winter in Antarctica.

WARNING: Boy on boy on boy smut. Enjoy...or not. I've spent too much time editing this and it's driving me mad. It doesn't sound at all sexy anymore so let me know if it sucked (hehe!)

Disclaimer: Don't sue - they ain't mine.


Chapter Eight

'Lesson number three then.'

Sirius' hand snuck down between their bodies and he touched Harry's leaking cock, the phallus jumping in response. The corner of the other man's mouth turned up.

'You're close, Harry.'

Harry thrust his hips, frustrated that Sirius wasn't grabbing his cock and giving him the release he so urgently needed right now. He almost growled his response.

'M'okay.'

Sirius smiled indulgently and Harry would have head butted him if he hadn't been so fucking desperate for the man to jerk him the fuck off. When Sirius dragged a finger through the pre-come that had pooled at the tip of Harry's cock then taken his hand away, he had a nearly irresistible urge to throw caution to the wind, slam his head into the other man's and bring himself to a climax.

'Harry, you'll explode the moment I get near you.'

'I…I won't…'

Harry could hear the whine in his voice when he spoke and hated how childish and young it made him sound, but he couldn't help it. Sirius sniggered and twisted to look over his shoulder at Remus who had regained some composure and was watching the duo interestedly.

'Moony?'

Remus nodded and smiled at Harry, sending a shiver down the young man's spine. 'I'm sure we can work something out.'

He shuffled down the bed as Sirius rolled off Harry. Remus pushed the Animagus' legs apart, settling between them and looking at a startled Harry.

'Harry, watch me first.' He grinned a cheeky grin that made Harry realise exactly why he'd been a Marauder. 'Closely.'

Harry nodded eagerly. As much as he wanted to participate, he enjoyed watching the two men together. After his initial discomfort, he found the sight of the couple interacting incredibly arousing. He had heard the word 'erotic' bandied about before; even thought he knew what it meant, but now, having seen the sensuality and intimacy between Remus and Sirius, he realised that he'd had no idea.

This was sensual. This was erotic. This was fucking heaven.

He watched as Remus leaned over and kissed Sirius' flat stomach before turning his head to look at Harry, his cheek pressed to Sirius' abdomen.

'Part of a great blow job, Harry, is the anticipation…'

Sirius groaned, recognising that tone in Remus' voice. 'Fuck, you're going to pay me back for that hand job now, aren't you?'

'Retribution, Padfoot.'

Remus chuckled and winked at Harry who shivered in anticipation of receiving the same treatment as Sirius was about to get. The werewolf moved closer to Harry and said in a stage whisper, 'Sirius pretends he doesn't like the playing, but he secretly loves it.'

Sirius made a grunting noise that unsuccessfully hid a curse and Remus leaned in even closer to Harry, his lips brushing lightly over the shell of the younger man's ear; the simple touch sending heat straight to the younger man's cock.

'And so will you.'

Remus' tongue flicked out, catching Harry's earlobe in his warm mouth for a moment before he shifted, smirking slightly as Harry's breath audibly hitched. He lowered his mouth to Sirius' thigh and kissed the sensitive spot where hip and leg join.

'Help me make him beg for it, Harry.'

Sirius made an odd, strangled-sounding noise as Harry obliged, his lips following the same path Remus' did; the two men's mouths travelling down Sirius' hair-sprinkled legs to his ankles which, to Harry's surprise, turned out to be an erogenous zone - Sirius almost leaping into the air when Remus bit down lightly. Harry wanted to garner the same reaction, and licked Sirius' ankle bone firmly, gratified when the leg twitched and Sirius groaned long and loud. Remus was edging his way up the inside of Sirius' muscular legs, his pink tongue lapping at the inside of the brunette's thigh now. Harry shifted, trailing his fingers over the soft skin first before lowering his head and stroking his tongue from mid-thigh all the way up until his nose nudged Sirius' balls.

'Fucking HELL! H…Harry! Remus…fuck!'

Remus raised his head and laughed at the expression of abject frustration on Sirius' face.

'Harry, another important point - know when to stop teasing and get on with the main event.'

He dipped his head and kissed Sirius hard on the lips before sliding back down the Animagus' writhing body.

'Harry…'

The whisper made Harry move closer, his head touching Remus' as they looked down at a very aroused and impatient Sirius. The prone man arched up, Harry swallowing hard as the almost purple head of Sirius' cock hit his chin and the younger man's mouth watered at the prospect of having that velvety length sliding between his lips . Remus turned his head, brushing his mouth over Harry's cheek gently before he murmured softly in his ear:

'Touch him.'

Harry's eyes flicked up to Sirius' face, his cock throbbing needily when he saw Sirius' grey, lust-filled eyes fixed on him - just like in his night time fantasies. He lowered his eyes to the twitching member in front of him and reached out with his index finger, touching the leaking head gently before stroking the tip of his finger down the veined shaft to the nest of dark hair at the base. Sirius let out an half snort/half moaning sound and he arched up into Harry's light touch as his arm flew back over his head, grasping the rail of the bed head tightly. Remus smiled against Harry's hair.

'He wants more, Harry. He's been good - give him a little more.'

Remus' soft, gravely voice in his ear sent shivers down Harry's spine, the pleasurable tremors congregating low in his belly. His green eyes closed momentarily, fighting back his desire to grab Remus and snog him senseless while he jerked himself off. This was supposed to be about learning how to be with another man, how to pleasure another man - he was never going to get a chance like this again and refused to allow his overheated libido to ruin it for him.

With Remus' breath making the skin on his neck prickle with awareness, Harry closed his fingers around Sirius' cock, hearing the prone man hiss softly. Sirius arched up, but Remus, his mouth still close to Harry's ear, held him down with a firm hand on his hip.

'Stroke him, Harry. Just do it the way you yourself like it and read his responses.'

'I thought I was…'

'You will.' Remus' lips closed around his ear lobe again, sucking the flesh lightly before nipping at it. 'No need to rush. Enjoy getting to know how he likes to be touched, where he likes to be touched then you can use your mouth, your tongue to stimulate him even more. But he has to beg for it, Harry. Make him beg for it.'

Harry was barely listening to the words, his eyes closing as Remus' husky, yet commanding voice washed over him in sensuous waves.

Oh Gods, if he'd taught Defence like this no one would ever fail…

He was unaware that he was moving his hand in long, smooth strokes as Remus spoke, caressing Sirius' cock from root to tip. A moan alerted him to his actions, his eyes opening to the sight of Sirius writhing under the constriction of Remus' hand, his face tight and tense as he strained for his release. He was unable to speak louder than a whisper, but the plea in it was loud and clear…

'Harry…please...'

Remus shifted, glancing at Sirius then staying Harry's hand with his own. His voice was laced with desire as he ordered hoarsely:

'Watch me, Harry.'

Harry did, and the sight of Remus - proper, polite, poised Remus - bent over a squirming and panting Sirius was almost too much for the inexperienced man to take, and his hand moved to his set-to-burst cock, wrist snapping sharply as he tugged.

'Don't.'

Remus lifted his head as he issued the order, his eyes brooking no argument and Harry stopped with a little half-hearted whine of protest. Remus gestured with his head and Harry crawled up next to him.

'Pay attention, Harry. It's your turn next.'

Harry nodded at the light admonishment and watched Remus resume his teasing of his lover.

A flattened tongue slid from the base of Sirius' cock to the ridge at the top - broad strokes along the veined underside that made Sirius groan and buck up. As Harry watched, Remus changed the shape of his tongue, narrowing it then tracing the edge of Sirius' cock head with the pointed tip. Sirius' breath became shallow and he was jerking spastically under Remus' ministrations. Harry saw a flash a white teeth scraping against the sensitive head then Sirius choked out the words:

'Rem…Rem…I need...please...'

Before the plea had left Sirius' lips, Remus had moved swiftly and swallowed half of the other man's considerable length. A loud curse rent the air followed by a chorus of grateful moans from Sirius and appreciative sounds from Remus. Sirius' fingers weaved through Remus' grey-streaked hair, his hand opening and closing convulsively around the locks. Harry found himself reaching out as well, touching the hair at the nape of Remus' neck and finding it thick and surprisingly soft. He carded his fingers through it and heard Remus moan loudly.

The werewolf moved swiftly, startling Harry as he let Sirius' cock slide out of his mouth with a wet popping sound and sat up. Harry had a moment to register the dazed, almost feral expression in Remus' eyes before he grabbed Harry by the scruff of his neck and pulled the younger man towards him, mumbling, 'Taste him,' then fixing his mouth over Harry's. Remus thrust his tongue forcefully into Harry's mouth with none of the finesse he'd shown earlier, but Harry had no complaints, sweeping his own tongue over Remus' and tasting the coating of Sirius' pre-come there. He moaned, then tore his mouth from Remus', surprised by the growled demand that slipped from his lips.

'I want to finish it.'

Remus' lips curved up and he nodded approvingly.

'He's ready. Do it.'

Harry ducked and without preliminaries, took Sirius into his mouth. He was barely aware of Remus shifting, moving to lie alongside Sirius, whispering in his ear. He was consumed with the musky fragrance and slightly bitter taste of the member in his mouth and forgot all about his reservations, his inexperience. His tongue licked enthusiastically at the leaking slit, encouraging Sirius to give him more of his essence, moaning his pleasure around the hard flesh when the other man obliged him. His hands moved: one to stroke the length he couldn't fit in his willing mouth; the other to Sirius' balls, cupping the tight sac.

He sucked hard as he slid his lips up and down the smooth muscle and Sirius' hand clenched in his hair, tightening until it was almost painful. Harry wondered for a brief moment if Sirius was going to tear the strands from his scalp, then the other man let out a strangled cry and arched up off the bed. Harry's mouth filled quickly as Sirius climaxed and he tried not to gag on the thick viscous fluid. He released Sirius' cock and hesitated for a moment before he swallowed hard and wiped his chin.

Staring down at a sated Sirius, he unconsciously moved his hand to stroke his cock. He watched Remus nuzzling Sirius' neck as the still-puffing brunette stroked his hand up the werewolf's arm. Remus turned his head, seeing Harry fisting himself and murmured something inaudibly to Sirius. The Animagus glanced over at Harry and grinned as Remus moved swiftly, grabbing Harry's ankles and dragging him towards the couple.

'My turn, Harry.'

Remus closed his hand around Harry's cock and smirked lasciviously as he gave the member one long stroke from base to tip.

'Nice. Very nice.'

Harry flushed, but all self-consciousness evaporated fast as Remus stroked him again - once, twice - then lowered his head and took him into his hot, oh-so-clever mouth.

All the air was expelled from Harry's lungs and his hands fisted almost painfully in the bedding below him. Nothing - nothing - in the world could ever feel as good as this felt...his cock in a warm, wet mouth. Harry knew he didn't have long to enjoy this - he was too close - so he concentrated on the sensation of Remus' mouth surrounding his heated flesh, of soft lips sliding up and down his blood-swollen shaft, of a talented tongue teasing him, pushing him closer and closer to the precipice. Just when he wondered how much longer he could stand this sweet torment, Remus sucked hard and Harry's mouth opened in a silent scream of pleasure as his orgasm exploded from him with a force that made him sure he must have done some damage to himself. His vision went fuzzy then white-hot bursts made him clench his eyes shut as he shuddered with the aftershocks of his release.

He realised as his mind gradually returned to reality that Remus was still licking at his spent cock. Harry groaned at the little stabs of pleasure/pain that the gentle strokes of the werewolf's tongue sent through his shivering body. Then he was gone, and Harry opened his eyes, the sight of Sirius snogging the hell out of Remus making him smile lazily. He felt thoroughly sated, exhausted and his eyes and limbs were heavy.

'S'time for the next lesson?'

His almost incoherent mumble drew the men's attention and Sirius chuckled at the state of the younger brunette.

'Looks like the old dogs have more stamina than the pup, Moony.'

Remus laughed then hastily covered a yawn. Sirius smirked then prodded Harry, guiding him until the younger man had shifted to lie between him and Remus. He stroked the messy black hair affectionately and said quietly, 'Sleep before the next lesson, Harry. You're going to need all your strength.'

Remus snorted and rolled onto his side, reaching across Harry to clasp Sirius' hand. The brunette smiled affectionately at his partner.

'Okay, Moony?'

Remus nodded and smiled tiredly.

'Very okay. Thanks for talking me into this, Pads.'

Sirius laughed, curling himself against Harry's back and squeezing Remus' hand.

'No problem, my love. Anytime.'


And that's the end...

NO!! I'm just kidding! But I could leave it there, I suppose. It feels like an ending. (thoughtful expression on her face) I don't know...perhaps a review would help me make up my mind... (points to pretty review link with an evil grin on her face). :)