Of beauty – by FunkyCharms21
Disclaimer: I own nothing but my own characters and a rotten job!
Summery: the life of Sirius black- from 4th year in Hogwarts, this is a slash story with multiple partners (my characters) and eventual Remus/ Sirius. Told from many different points of views.
Warning: very graphical sex scene and underage sex, if you are too young or sickened by the thought of two men together in sexual situations, leave now!
Rating: R (very graphic/under age sex)
Chapter 3 – An Unforgettable Summer
~Sirius p.o.v~
After a very long drive home, I was pleased to say, home sweet home.
The mansion looked just as I remembered, a beautiful Victorian house, with over 30 bedrooms, 4 huge baths, 2 large kitchens and 1 grand hall.
The house was given to the commune by a very old and rich sponsor, who also pays the bills, if you ask me, he got a rotten deal.
The mansion has at least 4 huge gardens where me and my "siblings" all 30 of them have spent many days, playing and dancing, on their beautiful lawns.
It sounds unbelievable but it's true, I grew up with at least 30 other kids in the same space, compared to this sharing a dorm in Hogwarts is picnic.
I love it here, this mansion, I never grow tired of running across the ground or exploring the house, again and again, but mostly, I love to torment "Corbis"- formally known as George.
I had already been here for a week now, slowly falling back to the routine of living in the commune, I sure as hell missed wearing jeans.
We all had chores to do on the commune, my 3 friends: Caleb, Quinn and Armadia, who are also my roommates and fellow Corbis tormentors, all work in town, they sell flowers every morning, and later they baby-sit the young ones.
Me on the other hand, I take care of the horses, we have 5 young stallions and 3 old mares, I'm the best at handling them, I spend every summer riding bare back on them, but when I'm gone Venetia takes care of them, they like her as well, maybe because we're related. I also fix things around the 'house", what can I say I'm good with my hands.
I had just finished working on the van with Odin formally known as mark. (On his pre- commune days), when we were all called in for lunch, we walked together, talking softly, Odin had just come back to the commune last week from York, where he had been buying parts for the van and some household appliances. He was in his early 40's and I liked him a lot, we always worked together, he was like a father to me almost, I think he felt the same way.
Either way, he was going again next month and I'm going with him, I couldn't wait, it will be nice to get out of here for a while, see the world outside.
After lunch I went to take a shower, we only had 4 baths in the house so we all learned very early in life that showers were meant to be shared in the commune.
I walked in and hung my towel, I quickly stripped my clothes, and turned on the hot water spray, I got in, and just stood under it, letting the steamy hot water wash away the dirt and grime that accumulated on my body from all the work I did today.
A few minutes later I started soaping myself up; I turned around trying to find my shampoo, and came face to face with fat redheaded Corbis.
Now, normally I wouldn't mind, I had taken showers with him and many others in the commune all my life, but today there was just something in his eyes I had never seen before.
He was staring at me with an odd glint in his green eyes; slowly raking over my naked body, was it lust I saw in his eyes just then? It couldn't be. I was Venetia's son, he knew me when I was just a baby.
But there was no denying it, he wanted me, which became even more clear, when he took off his towel standing naked and aroused before me and asked me if I need some help at rubbing my back or other more desirable parts of my anatomy.
I was in shock; besides Elena Bradford I had never had anyone make a pass at me, definitely not as aggressive as that. No class I tell you.
I pushed passed him, upset, but he grabbed my arm and pulled me towards him, shoved me back into the shower stall, pinning my body with his.
His clammy hands were traveling all over my body; while murmuring dirty words in my ears, telling me how hot I was, and what he wished to do to me.
I tried pushing him of me, but I couldn't he was taller and fatter then me, I panicked and started screaming, but he covered my mouth with his, and pushed his tongue past my parted lips, my mouth filled with the taste of his stale breath in a fit of rage at my helplessness I bit his tongue, he screamed in anguish, my mouth filled with the coppery flavor of his blood.
I unfroze and kneed him right in the "family jewels" (no wonder the guy was in a commune, not much jewels there).
He backed away from me with yet another shout of anguish, when he glanced up at me in shock I punched his face.
Who the hell does he think he is? Touching me like that!
I grabbed my clothes and ran out; wiping my mouth angrily, trying to rid myself of the experience as well as the taste of his blood and mouth, he will never touch me again.
It's time to make Corbis pay. Operation "payback is a bitch" is on its way.
One thing's for sure, Venetia will never know what happened to me that after noon, I just can't do that to her, she loves it here, and if I said a word she would want us to leave.
No there is only one way to make sure Corbis will never do that again, it's time my friends to get rid of Corbis, I must now recruit the aid of my fellow tormentors…
As the days passed, unfortunate "accidents" occurred to dear Corbis, where ever he went, he was either painted blue, from the use of a shower we implanted with dye, or thrown into the lake at 4 am on a particularly chilly morning, wearing nothing but his underpants (white with pink hearts!) or finally waking up tied to a tree 4 miles away from the commune, completely naked and covered with honey, next to an ant hill. (Took 4 hours to find him, covered with ant bites).
By the end of the week Corbis had changed his name back to George ,went to live with his parents in Melbourne and took up a job as an accountant at his father's firm (chicken, I couldn't even use magic on him.)
Naturally none of the "grownups" was aware of the reason for "Corbis" change of heart, but life went on, and the new commune leader was none other then Odin.
The days passed slowly and peacefully, I was writing to Jamie and Remmy a lot, and got a letter from Peter as well, he has started hero-worshipping me!
Why on earth? I hope he will get over it by the end of the summer. Unlike James I don't enjoy that.
I had just finished fixing our living room wall (Chairmain had gotten angry at her father last week and during a hissy feat put her fist through the wall, scary girl) when Odin called me over, he invited me to come with him to town, I needed to buy more muggle clothes, since I had grown taller this summer and none of my clothes fit me anymore.
It was 3 pm and I was exhausted, I hated shopping for clothes, so did Odin which is why he left me to it, the lucky bastard, we agreed to meet at a coffee shop called "the bend" at 7 pm.
Unfortunately I had finished my shopping early and had nothing else to do, so I decided to have some lunch, I walked into this diner called "deliciously sinful" my kind of place, I laughed.
I sat down and ordered lunch, while I was eating my spaghetti and meatballs, I heard the bell on the door ring, signaling the arrival of a new customer, I looked up, I don't know why, I felt like I had to, into the face of young man, he had to be about 21, he was very tall, like 5"11, big brown eyes and brown hair, he looked up and caught me staring at him.
"Shit" I thought to myself "busted".
The gorgeous guy smirked at me and I hurriedly looked away blushing, what was wrong with me, I never blush, never! It's a cardinal rule.
While I was contemplating my bizarre behavior, the guy had taken a sit at my table.
"I hope you don't mind me sitting here, there was no other place available"
He smiled engagingly at me.
I looked about the diner and counted at least 5 vacant tables, and stared quite sarcastically at him.
"Alright, stupid I know, but this is the best looking table here, and that's all your doing, I'm Cameron and you are?" he smiled sexily at me, so sure of himself.
Normally I wouldn't ever fall for cheesy lines like that, but he was just so sexy, no other words to describe it, and I was curious about men.
Always have been really, I tried women after Elena (mostly 6th years, thanks to Elena's "meddling") but there was always something missing.
And that's why I answered
"Sirius"
Now here I was sitting in the diner with this man in front of me and all I could think about was feeling his lips against mine, his body pressed tightly against me, I started thinking about having sex with him, but my mind drew a blank, I had no idea how two men can have sex, unbelievable ,right? Since I live in a free love commune, but that's how stupidly innocent I was, this was something I had to find out, and I knew there was no one better to teach me but Cameron.
So when he asked for my age, I lied.
And when he asked me to walk him to work I agreed knowing that something will happen today, and me, well I never think before I act, well at least not too much.
~Cameron's p.o.v ~
Note to self, never ever shag your boss. The consequences might be dire.
So here I am, 26 years old, gorgeous and working as a photographer for "Yorkshire's bulletin", and I just made the stupid mistake of screwing with my boss, both figuratively and literally.
So I decided to disappear from the office for a while, and went out to lunch at my favorite diner "deliciously sinful", they had the best steak this side of Yorkshire.
I walked in and immediately felt eyes upon me, I'm used to people staring at me, I am beautiful after all, so I decided to see for myself who is my admirer.
I looked up into the most beautiful eyes I had ever seen, and trust me I had seen plenty; they were unbelievably purple, with beautifully long black eyelashes almost feminine looking.
The face attached to those eyes was even more appealing, it was the face of a young man about 18 or 20, I guessed, he had long black almost blue hair where the sun streamed through his window seat and placed gentle kisses on his silky hair, it came up to his shoulders and curled lavishly to his smooth neck, his lips were red and full, and very soft looking, as he worried his lower lip slightly feeling embarrassed at being caught staring, his golden skin turned slightly red from his blush, he looked youthful and innocent, and I had to have him, I smirked at him and sat down, using one of my most cheesy lines, why? Because I could.
Cameron's rule #1: when you are beautiful you can get away with anything.
He looked sarcastically at me, but when I complimented him, he melted at my words. This would be easy.
I asked for his name, he paused for a few minutes, contemplating whether he should tell me or not, finally he spoke.
"Sirius". The name of a star how befitting.
His voice was unbelievably sexy, raspy yet soft and firm, much like the rest of him, I noticed.
I quickly gathered that he had never slept with a guy as for women I'm pretty sure he did, he radiated this aura of an experienced lad, I would have to go much slower then I'd hoped, but by the looks of him, I won't regret it, he had a very sensual quality, which I couldn't wait to explore.
I asked for his age, he seemed hesitant at first, but finally confessed to being 18, good; he was legal, no crazy parents to interfere with my plans.
I know it seems as though I was planning to use him like some "big bad wolf" from children's fairytales, but basically it comes down to this, I am attracted to him, very much, and I'm not used to hearing no.
Also from what I could tell he was curious about me and men in general and who better to teach him how good it can be between men, then me?
I am the best after all.
We ate our lunch together, and then I asked him to walk me back to work he agreed. I knew he had nothing else to do, and I wasn't in the rush to get back just yet, my boss might need a few more hours to cool off.
My plan was to get him introduced to the wonders of gay sex, and the best way to go about introducing a blushing virgin is to gently coax him in the right direction, and well, I might as well steal a grope while I'm at it.
We walked together slowly enjoying each others company, he was very charming and bright, he had this devilish streak about him that I couldn't wait to put to good use in my bedroom, I had to have him, soon. It was beginning to become painful.
After a 20 minutes walk we were near my office, I grabbed him by the sleeve, dragged him into an ally and unceremoniously pinned him to the wall, in the ally, I looked into his eyes, he seemed quite frightened.
"I'm sorry if I frightened you, it's just that we are near my office and I wanted us to depart in a private place" I replied to his unasked question, my voice husky against his skin, I leaned closer, pressing my body against his, close, but not too close, just enough, so he could feel my warmth and smell my skin, my breath fanning hot against his lips.
He parted those beautiful red lips, almost begging for my kiss, my touch, I don't even think he knew what he was begging for, but I was going to give it to him nether the less.
I leaned even closer, pressing my hips tight against his and slowly started to grind them, brushing tightly against his semi- hard cock, he was aroused all right.
I watched transfixed as he parted those luscious lips to moan softly when I ground my hips harder against his, the friction overwhelming both of us in its intensity. I looked deeply into his purple eyes, now almost black, their irises dilated with passion, he stared back until another breathy moan made it past his sweet lips and his eyes closed with a sigh of passion, his eyelashes fanning against his smooth cheeks, causing shadows to form across his face in the most enticing way.
I leaned even closer and breathed softly in his ear, causing him to shiver slightly in my arms; I wrapped my arms around him, pulling us even closer and softly whispered in his ear.
"You look so beautiful right now, so sexy, may I kiss you? Will you let me slip my tongue in your mouth? Let me nibble on your lips? Will you suck on my tongue with your beautiful lips? I want to hear you moan for me."
He moaned softly, his cheeks flushed from my words, I licked his ear slowly, felt his body quivering, I sucked on his ear lobe a bit before slipping my tongue in his ear, gently probing and retreating, to start licking his jaw and finally move on to his neck.
I ground my hips harder, eliciting a groan from him, his eyes fluttered open, he looked straight at me, and whispered "yes" softly his voice rough from passion.
I didn't think twice I placed my lips upon his, softly at first, our eyes fluttered shut, and when he responded, I deepened the kiss, my tongue licking his full lips, nibbling on his lower lip, they were as sweet and silky as I had hoped, I couldn't wait to see those lips wrapped tightly around my cock, watching it slowly disappear between those heavenly full lips, shinning with spit and my own pre-cum.
I was rushing ahead in my mind, getting as aroused as he was, had to gain control of myself, what am I? Some 14 year old kid, with no control over his hormones?
I focused on the kiss trying to be forceful yet gentle; I didn't want to scare him away, I pressed my tongue against his lips harder, he complied and opened his mouth, my tongue slid past those delicious lips to explore his mouth, he tasted so sweet, young and fresh.
My tongue passed his plate, slowly imprinting my taste upon his mouth, only to begin dueling with his tongue, as requested, he began to slowly suck on my tongue, I couldn't hold back my moan of pleasure, or my mind imagining the wonderful feel of that sucking sensation on other parts of my anatomy.
My hands flew from around his waist to tangle in his silky hair, and caress his cheeks and neck; I started rubbing my left hand in slow circles around his beautiful smooth neck, massaging his pulse point, slowly. My other hand, rubbing his skull gently.
He wasn't content to submissively accept my caresses and as my hands traveled over his body, he generously returned the favor, his hands skimming over my body, squeezing my buttocks, gently, drawing me impossibly closer. Grinding our straining erections to rub harder through our clothes.
I pulled my tongue from his mouth slowly and kissed his lips again, placing soft kisses upon them, on his cheeks, his nose, his closed eyelids and his strong jaw, before returning back to his mouth, murmuring, soft sensual words against his now achingly swollen red lips, he parted them again, this time he placed his lips against my own similarly swollen lips, and slid his tongue to softly lick against them, I complied with his silent request, and allowed him entry to my mouth, he plundered my mouth thoroughly and slowly sucked the breath out of my lungs, I was feeling dizzy with lust, he ground his hips back towards mine, until we were both thrusting rhythmically, increasing our pace together, trying to climax.
Our mouths still connected as we devoured each other fiercely, neither of us willing to back down.
I broke apart abruptly, when the need for air became essential, his breath was as raspy as mine, he laid his head softy in the crook of my neck, I thought he was trying to gain his breath and composure, until he started sucking on my neck, slowly biting, I was right about him he would make a very good student.
I started grinding against him faster and harder, hearing his soft exclamation of pleasure, we were both so aroused that it hurt; all I could think about was cumming, right here and right now.
I was surprised to feel his hand slowly unbutton my pants and slipping inside my underwear to gently release my straining erection from its confinement, he started stroking me, his hands rough from labor, but experienced, probably from pleasuring himself.
So much for being the blushing virgin.
I was very close to the edge, before with a groan I climaxed.
I was trying to calm my breathing back to normal, while he gently cleaned me up and rebuttoned my pants.
I looked at his cock it was tenting his pants almost painfully, so I quickly sunk to my knees, unzipped his jeans, took out his cock it was just like the rest of him beautiful and well proportioned, every man's envy and started to return the favor with my mouth.
He moaned and writhed in pleasure, a few minutes later he climaxed as well with a broken moan of pleasure.
I slowly zipped up his pants and stood up; he was still reeling from his orgasm. He looked at me and I pressed my lips against his, he deepened the kiss quickly and his tongue pushed into my mouth sucking on my tongue, tasting himself on my mouth, moaning franticly.
We broke apart, smiled at each other and I asked him to meet me at my place this Thursday, I gave him my address and he agreed.
We kissed again just touching our lips together and I walked off to my office, all I could think about, was how by this Thursday, I will have "popped his cherry", only 3 more days to go.
~Sirius p.o.v~
What the hell did I just do?
I must be crazy, I just gave a complete stranger a handjob, and gotten a blowjob in broad day light in an ally, I must be crazy!
Forget that, I also just agreed coming over to his place in 3 days, knowing exactly what will happen to me when I'm there, strike that, what I think I want to happen to me, I think I should first of all remind myself that I'm 14 and he is 26!
Am I ready for this? What if I chicken out of it?
I walked away from "the scene of the crime", contemplating my actions, and whether I should go to his house, I mean just because I live in a commune doesn't mean I see sex all the time, sure the "grownup" have a lot of sex, but us kids don't, we are not involved in it, and my mom as opened minded as she is, (she did buy me a pack of "glow in the dark" condoms when I turned 14) she wouldn't be too happy about me shagging an older guy, or one of "the commune " people.
I strolled the streets of Yorkshire aimlessly before I realized it was already 7 pm, I was late, all I could hope was that Odin was his usual "spacey" self, and he would be late as well; otherwise, there goes my ride.
I ran all the way to "the bend" (10 minutes run), and slammed right into someone, we both toppled to the ground, I immediately recognized the yelp of pain, emitted from my "victim" as Odin's unique deep voice.
We both glanced up and laughed. We laughed all the way back home.
I had made up my mind, come Thursday night, I will be with Cameron.
Only one more night to go, I was so nervous, but it had to be done, I was so curious about sex, sex with Cameron!
I bet it will be wonderful, unforgettable. But I'm also terrified; I stole a sex magazine called "The Dilddo" from Quinn, yesterday. I have no idea how he will fit in there it will probably be very painful, but in the magazine it looked very HOT!
So that was it ,my mind was made, now is the time to figure out how I was going to get a ride to Yorkshire tomorrow night, most importantly though, what to tell my mom.
I was thinking about what to wear tomorrow when James' owl Spike floated into my room and landed on Zombie's (my big black owl) cage, a letter tied to his leg, I took the letter, offering Spike some water and owl treats which he happily accepted, and read James' reply, (I had told him about Cameron, not in great details, but that I want to sleep with him).
I was suddenly very nervous, what will James say; he is my best friend, what will he say about me being a "poof"- because I am pretty sure I am.
I slowly opened James' letter and started reading. The usual friendly greeting followed by James' acceptance of my preferences followed by his disbelief at my decision, he did have some very logical reasons ("do you even know the guy?" "He is too old" "you could get hurt" what if you change your mind in the middle"), but when my mind is made up, I just don't listen, flaw number 1.
~Thursday night~
I walked nervously to his door, Odin had dropped me off, they all believe I'm sleeping over at a friend's house.
"Oh mom if you could see me know!" I thought desperately.
"I can't do this, I'm only 14, maybe when I'm older, yeah that's it Sirius, just walk away."
But then I started thinking about that Monday in that ally, his lips on mine, his hips grinding harder and faster into mine, the madness of the situation, watching his face when he came all over my hand, his moan reverberating in his body and through me and finally my cock sliding down his throat. I wanted to do that to him; I wanted to suck his beautiful cock, lick it and stroke it with my tongue and watch him cum in my mouth, like he did in my hand that Monday, but was I ready for more?
My hand knocked on his door before I even managed to answer my own question; well it's now or never.
Cameron opened the door, dressed in a tight black t-shirt and tight blue jeans, his hair was wet and sexily tousled, he smiled sensually at me and all my past doubts disappeared, I don't care what happens later, but for tonight I will be anything he wants me to be.
He invited me in, I couldn't help watching his hips, sway as he walked, nor how firm and tight his ass looked in those tight blue jeans, the fabric stretching over his ass, and when he turned around over his crutch as well.
He caught me checking him out, and I couldn't help but blush and look away.
He smirked again, and offered me something to drink, we both chose a glass of red wine, when I leaned towards him, so he could fill my glass, he looked me over, slowly undressing me with his eyes, I wished I wasn't wearing my tight red t- shirt and black trousers, I wanted to be naked and in his arms when he whispered softly in my ear.
"I love what you are wearing, I love how tight it is on your body, but mostly I think I would love to see you out of these clothes, on my bed, naked and writhing with pleasure"
I blushed furiously, and took a big sip of my wine, it was very sweet with just a hint of fruit in it, I was intoxicated by its heady aroma, it was the perfect wine for seduction, and I liked the thought of being seduced, I felt light headed at the thought of being seduced by Cameron.
"Come I'll show you my apartment" he smiled at me predatorily; I swallowed the lump in my throat and followed his lead, reminding myself that whatever happens tonight, I will be fine.
His house was beautifully furnished, lavish, somewhat sparse, but with a sense of warmth to it, I felt very reassured, I let my palms slide on the handsome mahogany railing, as we went upstairs, towards his bedroom, I had no doubt.
The mahogany railing felt cool and smooth to my hands, in contradiction to my sweating hands and frantic breathing.
I concentrated on that cool and slick mahogany railing, walking up the stairs, ignoring my mind, telling me to run now, just to turn back and go home, to my bed, to stay innocent a while longer, because tonight everything will change forever.
I walked on, feeling like a man condemned, wanting to run, but also unable to, there were handcuffs on my hands and legs, and all I could do was walk on behind Cameron, and see what's behind door number 1.
We reached his bedroom, it had a beautiful large French window that opened to the view of what country side that remained in Yorkshire, the stars shined in their brilliance tonight, the moon full, which immediately made me think of Remus, in his parent's cellar right now, howling. I never told him about this, about Cameron, he would get mad if he knew, he hated that I was sleeping around with those girls, what would you do if you could see me now, Rem?
Cameron walked closer to the bed which was king sized, covered in cream colored satin sheets and took up more then half of the room.
He turned towards me and told me huskily, to put down my glass of wine and come closer to him.
I obediently complied, walking to his dresser and placing my half finished glass of wine next to his empty one, I took that moment to compose myself, and turned around walking slowly towards him, swaying my hips slowly, pouting my lips, and looking up at him, if this is going to happen I refuse to be a submissive little virgin, I decided.
His eyes flashed at me, turning from chocolate brown, to nearly black with passion, his eyes raking over my body from my swaying hips to my lower lip which I gently nipped.
His mouth descended on mine before I could take a breath, his arms closing around my waist, drawing me into his embrace, slowly sliding to massage my buttocks.
I opened my mouth and slid my tongue into his mouth, toying with his tongue, before nipping gently on his lips, the taste of the sweet wine lingering in his mouth, making the kiss that more arousing, my heart was already pounding but with excitement instead of trepidation, the blood flowing through my veins like molten lava.
We started kissing franticly, his hand slid under my shirt, trailing his cool hands on my back and then on my stomach, causing goose bumps, all over my skin, I shivered and moaned into his mouth, his tongue dueling with mine, before sucking on it. My pants felt too tight, my cock getting harder then I thought was possible, until my encounter with Cameron on Monday.
We both took off my shirt, which forced us to stop kissing, as soon as my shirt was off, I leaned towards him to resume our kissing, but his hand on my jaw stopped me, I opened my eyes, and looked at him bewildered.
"Do you have any idea how sexy your lips look stained with wine and swollen from my kisses?" he said to me breathing heavily, his face inches from mine, his breath hot and irregular on my lips and eyes boring holes into my soul.
"Fuck me" I said, unexpectedly.
He was surprised, so was I, but he just smirked his known smirk and started trailing his lips down my body, kissing my ear, my jaw, my neck, moving slowly leisurely to my collar bone, before circling my nipple, he started to nip it slowly before, biting it, I jumped and gasped at the pleasure pain sensation that coursed through my body.
"God, do it again" I pleaded with him, pressing his head closer to my nipple,
He bit it again then started sucking on it, before he let my tortured nipple slip from his mouth, then he gently blew on the abused flesh, which made me hiss with pleasure.
He turned his head and gave the other nipple the same treatment, while using his hand to pinch and rub the first, keeping me on the edge of pleasure.
I couldn't take the teasing any more, and I started pushing him towards the bed. Cameron looked up from my chest into my eyes, recognizing the urgency in them, his hands slid from my chest to my trousers, he slowly unzipped my pants, and we both watched them slip down my ankles to the floor, I stepped out of them, only to feel him slip his cool hands into my underwear, stroking me, slowly, just enjoying the feeling of my hardness in his hands, and hearing my moans of pleasure.
I let my underwear pool down to my ankles, and watched them join my pants on the floor, creating a nice jumble of colors on Cameron's cream colored carpet.
"Take off your shoes, and socks" said Cameron forcefully.
I did as I was told, deciding to tease him a bit, I turned my back to him, and bent down to unlace my shoes, hearing him groan at the sight of my ass bare to his inspection, I guess he liked what he saw.
I took off my shoes and socks and turned to face him, standing proud, and smiled cheekily. I was used to nakedness, and I knew I was good looking.
He got up from the bed and took off his shirt hurriedly, tossing it to the floor to join my own discarded clothes, later his shoes and socks joined the foray as well, he was unzipping his jeans, when I walked towards him, helping him remove them, with his underwear, and tossing them as well.
I sunk down to my knees, he was beautiful, I gently stroked him with my hand, hot, silky and hard like me, but different.
I cautiously leaned down I wanted to do to him what he had don't to me in that ally on Monday.
I became engrossed with his taste and his smell, that when he finally pulled me off him, I moaned in protest.
"I don't want to cum in your mouth, however sweet it is, Sirius"
I knew what he wanted but I wasn't sure I could do it, he must have sensed my agitation, because he gently tugged my hand towards the bed, I laid down, on the silky sheets, cool against my warm body, and he started kissing my mouth, nibbling on my lower lip, before trailing kisses down my chest towards my belly button, tonguing it furiously, and trailing even lower towards my groin, burying his nose in my pubic hair and breathing deep, before trailing kisses over me, I felt his hand gently trailing towards my entrance , his fingers gently massaging the opening, his mouth bobbing up and down on my hardness, increasing the pace, my heart was beating so fast, and then his finger pushed into me, and I was groaning and screaming as I climaxed.
He kept sucking until I was hard again and reached towards a tube of gel and a condom from his nightstand, he flipped open the cap on the tube , and poured some of the nearly transparent substance on his fingers, then he looked up into my eyes, as if sensing my nervousness and fear.
"Don't worry I'll be gentle, but you have to tell me if it hurts too bad and try to stay relaxed, ok?"
He looked so comforting and kind that I knew I trusted him; I nodded slowly, taking a deep breath, as he prepared me.
A few minutes later, his fingers touched something inside of me; I jumped and moaned in pleasure, stars bursting in front of my eyes.
"What was that?" I asked surprised.
"What? You mean this?" he brushed his fingers over my pleasure spot again, and I writhed on the bed, he kept brushing his fingers across it, until I thought I would burst from the sensation alone.
I whimpered when he pulled his fingers from my body. I watched him put on the condom and rub lube on it, he lifted my legs and placed them on his shoulders, his body supporting my weight, I quickly closed my eyes, so that I wouldn't see him entering my body, and I won't clench my muscles.
In minutes, I felt the head gently pressing into my entrance, I panicked anyway, he pressed forward, piercing slowly through the ring of muscles.
I couldn't hold back my cry of pain, nor prevent my muscles from clenching around him.
"Sirius, you have to relax, I promise it will feel better, once I'm completely in." Cameron told me gently, beads of sweat appearing on his forehead and neck from the strain of staying still.
I nodded and tried to relax my body, I couldn't hold back another cry of pain as he sheathed himself inside of me, he was completely still, waiting for my body to adjust and the pain to lessen, to a mere burn.
When I could breathe more regularly, he started moving inside of me, I tried to hold back my moan of pain, but I couldn't.
Finally his hand crept towards my now semi hard erection, and began pleasuring me.
I started moaning softly, as he stroked harder, the pain in my lower body, lessening.
We quickly established a rhythm, I found myself rolling my hips towards his hand, as well as his hips, my hands on his buttocks, pushing him closer towards me, so I could feel every part of him close to me, on me, taste his skin, his lips, our breaths mingling together, as we both moved closer to orgasm.
Suddenly Cameron angled his hips and hit that mysterious pleasure point inside of me, I cried out his name in pleasure, before his lips covered mine, his tongue pushing roughly into my mouth dueling with mine.
His hand stroking me harder his hips pounding into me, always hitting that nub of pleasure, I was writhing and moaning uncontrollably.
Nothing had ever felt so good; I moaned again, feeling Cameron shuddering against me, he was close as well; he squeezed me and whispered things in my ear.
"You are so fucking beautiful, I love shagging you, can you feel me pounding inside of you? I want you to cum for me, love, cum for me now"
I couldn't hold back anymore, I came hard, all over my chest and Cameron's hand, crying out his name over and over again, until it became a whisper on my tortured swollen lips.
My muscles clenching around him, nearly painful, he thrust into me one last time, and came with a deep groan.
He collapsed tiredly on top of me, still inside of me.
Our breaths slowly returning to normal.
Cameron lifted his head and looked up at me.
"Are you all right?" he asked, his hand running gently through my hair, caressing my cheek.
I couldn't answer I was still reeling from my mind blowing orgasm, I simply nodded at him, feeling very tired.
Cameron slowly lifted himself of my body, carefully slipping out, I couldn't help but wince, I was very sore, but it was worth it.
I watched him take out a cigarette and light up, and start smoking, blowing white smoke circles into the air above the bed we shared.
He saw me staring and wordlessly offered me a fag, which I took, the smoke burned my throat, making me gag, and my eyes tear up, I started coughing.
He laughed softly at me.
"You've never smoked have you" he stated, I blushed and nodded. What is with me, I just slept with the guy, and now I'm blushing again.
Cameron smiled at me sweetly, and proceeded in showing me how to properly smoke a cigarette.
Three cigarette buds later, we fell asleep, tired but contended, I hope I wont be too sore tomorrow, I wouldn't mind having another go, before I leave.
I still can't believe I did it; James and Remus will kill me when they find out.
Well I hope it wasn't to boring.
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Chapter 4: Sirius' and Cameron's relationship, Cameron finding out the truth
about Sirius, going out to night clubs, threesomes, dirty photos
and a bit more about life in the commune.
Flames will be used to barbeque voldermort hot dogs, this Friday, thank you.