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 4 – Corrupted By Love
~ Sirius' p.o.v~
Everything was swirling, I was running, my vision obscure, all I could see was shadows of trees, but the scent of the earth was strong and rich, the grass so alive under my paws, my paws?
Where was I?
Behind me I heard a growl emitted followed by a howl, I turned slowly, my tail, tail? Between my legs.
Through my impaired vision, I could see and smell, a wolf, but this was no ordinary wolf, this wolf smelled like Remmy,fresh and sweet, with a touch of melancholy lemon , how can that be?
Remus' alter ego was staring right at me looking menacing, he bared his teeth at me and approached me slowly, predatorily, the canine inside of me, whined softly, lowered its head, and submitted to the wolf. the wolf cautiously circled around me, sniffing me before moving closer, and placing his jaws around my throat, I whined some more, as he tightened the hold, I could feel the sharp teeth pricking the skin of my neck every time I inhaled, the jaws tightened further, I was panicking, but the dog, I was sure by now that I was a dog, would not budge from his submissive stance, suddenly the jaws were gone, replaced by a warm tongue lapping at my black fur, muzzle, and my ear.
"Wake up Sirius" a voice whispered softly in my ear. Before a warm tongue, much like the wolf began licking my outer ear, circling it before sucking on the lobe.
That was weird I thought hazily, I have my own bed in the commune, and it's not nearly as comfortable as this, nor that warm and welcoming.
The tongue licking me had slowly moved down my neck, before a warm mouth gently bit then sucked and licked the pulse point at the crook of my neck.
I immediately woke up, jumped up in the bed that clearly was not mine, and looked into the face that looked nothing like Quinn, Armadia, Caleb and Chairmain (my scary roommate).
Suddenly I felt a burning pain in my lower body, and last night rushed quickly into my mind, Cameron, I was in his place, last night I had sex with him. Damn, what time was it?
I looked back at Cameron; he was still beautiful, even with his hair sticking up every which way, clearly a "bed head", his eyes still squinting in the sunlight poring through his French windows, with the blanket, hugging his firm hips, leaving the rest of him bare to my inspection.
I licked my lips nervously, was I regretting last night? To tell the truth, not one bit! I wanted to go again, right then, with him looking lustfully at me, I moved closer, and a twinge of pain, reverberated through my tired body, reminding me once again that I was very sore.
Cameron smiled knowingly before drawing me near and kissing me senseless, I could definitely have another go, I'm not that sore.
~Cameron's p.o.v ~
Well, I did it, he came Thursday night and I shagged him, he was as good as I imagined and also full of surprises.
He was such a contradiction, innocent virgin, turned into devilish tease.
And then I took him, he asked me too, begged me to, in his sensual voice his lips red from the wine and swollen from my kisses.
"Fuck me" he said, so I did, it was painful for him at first, but he was enjoying himself, if ejaculating over my hand and his chest was any indication of that.
I woke up to the sound of the birds singing near my bedroom window, damn, forgot to close it after the seduction was over.
I looked at Sirius lying next to me, his beautiful eyelashes once again covering those exquisite purple eyes, fanning over his cheeks, his red lips, slightly parted, still swollen from last night's activities; he looked so young and beautiful, almost like a child.
His eyelids were fluttering in sleep, his eyes moving beneath his closed lids as though he was dreaming, I had to have him again, I just hope he isn't too sore.
I started whispering softly to him, then I licked and sucked on his ear lobe, before moving to suck and bite his elegant smooth neck, still baring the marks I passionately imprinted on him in the throes of passion last night.
He woke up bewildered, before he remembered last night, I drew him back into my arms and started kissing him, persistently and sensually, I won't take no for an answer, I coaxed him easily to take a shower with me, promising him a whole new experience, called rimming.
We stumbled like two drunks into the shower, toothbrush in hand (he brought his own, the little devil), and I turned on the hot water, it poured over us in scolding hot streams, Sirius, leaned into the hot spray, moaning his content as his sore muscles relaxed under the hot water, rolling back his broad shoulder, stretching his beautiful body, we kissed then, I had to stick my tongue in his mouth, we both remembered belatedly the tooth paste foam still in our mouths, and started to thoroughly rinse away the foam as well as the awful taste of it. when that was done, we looked at each other and laughed before we both leaned in, merely centimeters apart, looked in each others eyes, and slowly closed them, Sirius leaned into me, his lips pressing gently against mine, before parting to admit my tongue, we simply kissed for a few minutes, enjoying the feel and the taste, the pepper mint flavor of the tooth paste was pleasant but incredibly sexy combined with Sirius' own sweet flavor, just a hint of last nights' wine left on the inside of his mouth, my tongue made a thorough sweep inside of his mouth, my hands pulled his young, smooth body closer to my own firm one, he was warm silk in my arms, like honey on my tongue, addictive like heroin, and I had to have him.
We broke apart ,breathless, still close, our hot breaths mingling, I could still smell my scent on his skin, the thought of him being mine, completely and utterly mine, was astoundingly arousing, he was mine, I took him, that's all I could think about as his beautiful purple eyes blazed with desire, for me.
I turned him around, bracing his arms against my shower wall, my arms gently trailing on the smooth nearly hairless skin of his arms, fore arms and shoulders, so smooth, young, and mine, my hands continued trailing along his back, softly massaging his sore muscles, along the spinal cord, leading to the heavenly globs that protected that incredible place, no longer innocent, where last night I had entered for the first time, I was his first, he was mine.
"No matter who will come after me, remember I was your first, you belong to me" I whispered in his ear, his skin already flushed, his cock twitching in it's bed of silky black curls, mine.
I knelt down before that beautiful ass and asked Sirius, to lean forward more, to stick more of that beautiful ass for me, he did as I asked, opening himself to me as he had done just last night.
I skimmed my hands across the lovely globes, massaging them gently, before parting them, he hissed quietly, he was very sore, thank god I had a tub of lube and a condom in the drawer near the shower stall, he will definitely appreciate it.
I looked at the cleft hidden between these golden cheeks, it was quite red, not too bad, and just a bit swollen, I knew just the cure for that.
"Cameron what are you doing?" he asked me, his voice raspy with lust, he liked it, I could tell, but was held back by his ideas of what is proper or not, I knew he will not cling to those thoughts for long, why? Because of his open minded background, and mostly because of pleasure.
"Relax, you will enjoy this" he turned around again, letting me worship his body, when I'm finished with him, he will be the embodiment of sex, he already had the potential.
Sirius was moaning by then, his body shaking, knees weak, but I continued my assault mercilessly.
"Cam, you have to stop I'm going to cum" he told me hoarsely, before moaning my name.
I loved the way he moaned my name, I would do anything just to hear my name on his lips, being voiced during pleasure, the sound so arousing, like a hand stroking my cock, or a warm mouth enveloping my hardness, that's how he effects me, mine.
I continued my ministrations. and then he came, all over the shower wall, moaning my name till he could say no more, his knees buckled, but I held him up, pushing my tongue further inside of him, as his muscles convulsed from the force of his orgasm.
I slipped out of him gently, he had already recovered somewhat, and could again support his weight.
He turned towards me asking me with his eyes, what had just happened.
"That is the power of proper rimming; I bet you didn't even know it existed"
Sirius nodded dumbly at me, before smiling devilishly the water cascading over us, still hot. he grabbed the soap and began washing my body, stroking and caressing, exploring me, before his hand swept over my erection, hard and weeping, stroking me then dropping to his knees, his tongue peeking out through his straight white teeth, he lapped up a drop of pre-cum, from the head of my cock, I moaned through my clenched teeth.
"I want you to fuck me again, right here, with the hot water and steam around us" said Sirius, before circling my head with his tongue, his eyes never leaving mine.
"I will, but I want you to prepare my cock, get it nice and wet"
He willingly obliged, his tongue, licking everywhere, my shaft, my balls, the head of my cock, before taking me deep into his mouth, as deep as he could without gagging, it was hard giving him instructions, when I could barley think much less do more then moaning incoherently.
By the time I had nearly reached my peak, Sirius had figured out by himself how to deep throat, which he immediately, performed on me, naturally I could no longer hold my orgasm at bay, and before I could think of warning Sirius, I came hard, stars bursting in front of my open yet unseeing eyes, then my knees buckled slightly and my vision blackened for a few seconds.
Sirius was surprised, to say the least, but he didn't even gag and swallowed it all down.
I leaned back and allowed him to continue lapping at me, until my cock had hardened again.
I placed the condom and lube in his hand, and watched him tear the packet with his straight even white teeth, red lips smeared lightly with my cum, he fumbled slightly but managed to put the condom on my cock properly, before rubbing lube all over the straining member, with that done he stood up, looking straight into my eyes.
"Turn around like before, stick that beautiful bum towards me Sirius, I'll go slow, I bet you are still sore"
Sirius smiled at me, a genuine smile, of trust, and turned around, doing as I asked.
I poured the lube on my fingers, and gently parted his ass cheeks, squeezing them gently before tracing my fingers teasingly around the ring of flesh, it was now a healthy shade of pink, still a bit sore, I entered him gently, with one finger, he hissed softly, but relaxed, I gently stretched his hole, before slipping a second finger, scissoring them inside of him, followed by a third, then I explored his hole with my fingers looking for that gland, inside of him, got it!
Sirius started moaning again, his body arching towards my fingers, pushing them further in, I continued stretching him, then slipped my fingers out, Sirius whimpered his protest, before moaning with, (was it pleasure?) As my cock slipped in, buried inside of him to the hilt in one thrust, replacing my fingers, I stood still, letting him get used to the feeling, but Sirius wouldn't have it, he started grinding towards my hips.
"Fuck me already Cameron, I'm going crazy!"
At the sound of his words and the urgency in his voice, I started moving, pulling out, then pushing in, Sirius' body was humming from pleasure, I could hear him purring, he liked being stroked.
I picked up the pace, angling all my thrusts towards that gland, and Sirius started bucking towards me, his hips grinding frantically into mine, his mouth open, murmuring my name, moaning, his hands clenching tightly against the towel hanger attached to my wall.
"Scream harder, let me hear you, I want to hear my name on your lips, Sirius" I whispered in his ear, he immediately complied, his voice becoming hoarse from his shouts and moans.
I started thrusting harder and faster inside of him, whispering dirty words in his ear.
" I want to push my cock so deep inside of you, that you can feel it in your throat, I'm going to fuck you so hard, you won't be able to sit down properly for a week, would you like that Sirius? Do you want me to fuck you harder?"
"Oh god, harder Cameron, I want you to fuck me harder" Sirius moaned brokenly, beads of sweat pouring down his body mingling with the warm water, soap and steam.
I thrusted even harder, Sirius asked for more, then suddenly he clenched his muscles tightly around me, I groaned from pleasure.
"Don't do that again, or I'll cum" I told him, but he refused to listen, and clenched his muscles around me again, I groaned his name, my hands trailing on his back, then moving towards his manhood, I started squeezing and rubbing it, counter clock wise, then clock wise, keeping him on the edge, for revenge. Sirius continued clenching and unclenching his inner muscles around my erection.
I began feeling the familiar tingle spreading through my body all the way to my toes, my balls tightened, and then Sirius came, his muscles tightening almost unbearably around my manhood, with one final thrust I joined him.
We toppled unceremoniously on the shower floor, slipping out of him, I took off the used condom, tied the ends and threw it to the trash can across from me, I missed. Damn.
Sirius laughed at me, his voice still breathy as he tried to come down from his orgasm.
"I need a cigarette, bad" he joked.
"Turned you into an addict, did I?"
"Only to your body" he replied teasingly.
We got up and finally took that shower, kissing while we soaped each other up and washed our hair, we ran out when the water had turned icy cold.
We shared a cigarette together, got dressed, and I asked him to come to a night club with me this Saturday, I wanted him to meet the gay scene in Yorkshire.
I dropped him off at his house, more like a mansion, we kissed like two teenagers, making out in the car for more then thirty minutes, before I pushed him out, I gave him my number and told him to call me whenever he wanted.
I drove off feeling aroused yet again at our passionate make out session, I can't wait for Saturday, seeing Sirius on a dance floor in a nightclub, dancing sensually, men trying to approach him but his eyes are trained on me, his body dancing for me, lips pouting for my kiss, my touch, he is mine.
It was hard driving back in my awfully aroused state, so I had to pull over and stroke myself to completion, 10 minutes away from Sirius.
Naturally I was late for work, again.
~ Sirius p.o.v~
I couldn't stop whistling, nor caressing my lips with the pads of my fingers, where only moments ago I had Cameron's lips on mine, the taste of him lingers in my mouth, more addictive then galloping bare back on Serengela (the fastest stallion we have) with the wind in my face, my knees pinned to it's broad body, hands gripping tightly to the reins, my heart thumping, this is the true meaning of life, nothing could compare to that, nothing but sex with Cameron.
I walked away from the main gate, a smile on my face, I could not stop smiling or whistling for that matter, my feet kicking at the ground, gently tossing lumps of grass in the air, watching it flop soundlessly to the grass covered ground, every gesture even the most simplest things as the almost noon sun shining brightly through her soft bed of white silky clouds, it was all magical.
I walked on to the house, still whistling the unknown tune in my head, only to lift my head and come in contact with the last person I wanted to see right now, my mother, Venetia had apparently seen me and Cameron departing.
Her voice was quiet and soft as was her nature, but today it was lined with a hint of steel, the mother tone.
In all my 14 years of existence I had only heard that tone used on me 6 times, today it seemed scarier then ever.
My mother was by no means a small woman, but she was frail, today however there was no frailty in sight, her shoulders were squared as if she was preparing for a battle, one which both she and I knew she would come out victorious.
My life had suddenly taken a bleak turn.
No matter how many times I have explained that Cameron and I are just friends, she refused to heed my words; I think she might have seen more then she leads on.
Three long and tiring hours later, it was decided that I was still allowed to see Cameron and spend the night at his place if I were honest with her about my whereabouts.
My mother has always been a wonderfully reasonable person and I love her dearly, come Saturday, I'm going with Cameron to my first night club; hopefully we will later go back to his place.
I went to lunch in the common room's grand hall which serves also as our dining hall.
When I entered through the magnificent oak door, that always remind me of the doors to the grand hall at Hogwarts, I automatically leaned my cheek to receive Tallinn's kiss, Tallinn is none other then the commune's loving "grandmother" she is in her late 50's, her real name was Sabrina, she like all the rest , but us kids, had changed her name upon entering the commune, she couldn't bare children of her own, which is why her husband had divorced her leaving her poor and heartbroken, she found her place again with us, and has been our loving "grandmother" for many years now.
I bid her a good day, and walked towards my regular seat, next to Quinn, my obviously gay yet extremely funny roommate.
Quinn was what you would say a man very much in touch with his feminine side. He was 5"7 with black hair and green eyes, his built more slender then mine, he was 19 but no one would believe that he was older then 15, he had a beautiful smile and he could make you laugh at the most mundane things.
He was very flamboyant, so flamboyant that he always stood on the thin line between what is fashionable and what is too horrendous to wear while gardening, but his eyes were so sincere and honest that you just knew that you were with a beautiful person, both inside and outside, and I adore him, always have and always will.
I sat down next to Quinn and watched as Armadia, my lovely friend poured some apple juice into my glass, now Armadia was a different story entirely,
She was 17 years old, 5"4 with eyes as brown as chocolate and brown chestnut colored hair, she was my sister in everyway, including annoying me and bossing me around, but I loved her never-ending loyalty, her beautiful poetic moments where she would sit under our favorite apple tree, one hand twirling a lock of my hair, my head in her lap, the other chewing a juicy red apple just picked off the tree, from her mouth pouring the most unique verses, all made up, all her own.
when we were younger she would make up stories of fairies and giants, demons and angels, spinning them around like gold made from wheat, her eyes bright with her passionate conviction, my true sister by heart.
I smiled fondly as Quinn initiated yet another war with Caleb my third roommate, he was a stubborn person, his need to say the last word in every argument, meant long days of snipe replies and snide comments.
He was not a bad person by any means, he was just misunderstood as he would say, he was 15 and going through puberty worst then all of us ever did, his need for his parents approval, has cost him many tears and heartbreak, which he gently confessed to in the comfort of my bed late at night with no light penetrating the blackness of the night and the darkness in his soul.
He was by far a unique lad, he was 5"6, his hair blonde with red streaks, which he forced Armadia to do, in his latest attempt to shock his parents to react to him, in any way, be it good or bed, his eyes were blue with green flecks in them, he was outgoing and in constant need of affection, which Tallinn was always ready to deliver.
Lunch was uneventful as always and I retired to my room pleading extreme fatigue, I went upstairs with my friends knowing smirks boring into my back.
Upon entering my room, I was struck by a feathery creature aiming towards my eye, I immediately recognized the attacker as Zombie, my black barn owl, apparently he disliked returning to his cage and finding Spike in his place chewing on his favorite owl treats, which no doubt Armadia had give him.
"I'm sorry Zombie you know I wasn't here" I apologized, calming him down by stroking his beak and the feathers on his back; he relaxed quickly as was his nature and allowed me to resume petting him
I sat down on my bed, finding James' letter on my pillow.
I opened the letter cautiously, almost afraid it will burst.
It read:
SI
You idiot, you did it didn't you?
Don't lie I know you did!
I don't want to ask this but really, how was it?
Wait till Remus and Peter hears of this, they'll go bonkers!
I miss you guys terribly, there is nothing to do in France, my uncle and aunt are very boring, all they do is have one long cocktail party after another, I have never worn my festive robes this much my whole life as I did in the past month.
Meet at Diagon Ally as planned right?
Can't wait to see you, you wanker!
James.
How the hell do I answer that! As expected James has once again proven his lie detecting skills. Well I might as well confess, I must admit though that the thought of telling Remus about any of this makes me extremely nauseous, but it had to be done before James, my dear mate will blab it all to him.
So I wrote a reply to James, telling him all about my night with Cameron, without the too juicy bits, naturally, agreed to meet in Diagon Ally as planned and sent my reply off with Spike.
Then I began writing one of the hardest letters I ever had to write, I wrote to Remus, nearly chickening out several times, nothing but Gryffindor bravery and pride helped me write the letter, I managed to write very vaguely about my experience with Cameron as well as asked after his well being, it is the night after the full moon after all.
The letter was soon signed sealed and delivered by my faithful owl Zombie to Remus in the states.
~ Saturday night~
Cameron picked me up several miles away from home, so as not to arouse Venetia's wrath, so soon after one of our few arguments.
He looked attractive as ever, wearing a blue tank top and a pair a black jeans, he opened the door for me, I climbed in excitedly, attaching my lips to his franticly, we had been apart for a day and already I was suffering from withdrawal.
He commented on my choice of clothing which was much like his, I wore a pair of pale tight blue jeans and a black buttoned up shirt, I had left the first 3 buttons undone, so Cameron could see just a hint of my nipple peeking out.
We kissed again just a gentle brush of lips before Cameron finally put the car in gear and drove off.
We arrived at "The Zone" night club 30 minutes later, breathless and aroused, we both just thought of turning back to go to his place or simply finding a dark enough ally.
All through the drive Cameron's hand trailed across my inner thigh, drawing circles, inching closer and closer to my already hard cock, my breath hitched with anticipation, but his fingers passed my hardness several times, his touches feathery light only causing my manhood to harden further, but offering no respite.
In the end I decided it was time to take matters into my own hands, literally, I unzipped my jeans and started stroking my cock, feeling Cameron's eyes on me, hearing him gasp from desire, it only fueled me further, I began stroking harder, and moaning his name in ecstasy, and that was it, he pulled the car over nearly crashing into a garbage truck and running over an old lady walking her dog on the pavement.
He put his hand over mine, and began stroking me faster, his eyes intent on mine, his tongue picking out between his teeth as he chewed it softly, running it across his lips in concentration.
I moaned again at the sight we made, his hand on me, his eyes two pools of hot caramel sauce, he was as aroused as me; the only sound in the car was the sound of his hand stroking me and our combined pants, broken only by the sound of his name being moaned through my parted lips.
And that was the moment I climaxed, in our joint hands, his mouth immediately attached to mine, tongue plunging into my willing mouth, swallowing my groan of pleasure, his mouth devoured mine, I felt consumed, desired and beautiful in his arms.
Cameron started the car a few minutes later, and we arrived at the club, slightly disheveled but still very much aroused, after much debate we agreed to enter.
The line to the club was very long, but we didn't stand there, Cameron dragged me with him towards the bouncer who immediately recognized him and let us enter.
As soon as we entered I was struck by the strong scent of sex, smoke, sweat and alcohol, the lights were blinding and the music was very loud, in short, it was perfect.
Cameron went to the bar to get us a drink while I walked on to the dance floor; I had never seen anything like it, so many men in the same place, not a female in sight, men were dancing, talking, drinking, smoking, kissing and making out, everywhere I looked, I loved it.
Cameron returned with a drink, he had gotten an absolute for himself and a cosmopolitan for me, I took a sip from my drink it was very much like a martini, and I liked it already, I tasted a bit from his, and gagged furiously, Cameron laughed, the sound musical to my ears compared to the loud racket of the club, and gently tapped my back.
We went to the dance floor and began dancing, both of us teasing each other, our hips swaying, hands trailing over our body intimately caressing, before we realized what was happening, men swarmed around us, coaxing us gently or forcefully to dance with them, we declined them all, our eyes seeing only each other.
We danced for hours, and drank all sorts of bizarre drinks, laughing with each other, until Cameron could take no more, and sat down nursing his glass of Jack Daniels, I continued dancing, my eyes glued to his, my body swaying to the now slow rhythm, my hands trailing through my hair, down my face, gently brushing my lips, before biting the lower one with my teeth, just enough for it to become red and swollen, my hands traveled lower down my chest slowly rubbing my nipples until they hardened and could be seen protruding through my buttoned up black shirt.
I slipped my hand inside my nearly unbuttoned shirt to stroke my nipples harder, pinching them slowly.
Cameron by now was nearly salivating; I could feel the heat of his arousal radiating from him, even though I was a few feets away from him.
My hand traveled further down again, caressing my taut stomach, and then caressing my erection through my jeans, I grabbed my cock, moaning softly, and rubbed, my other hand began slowly unzipping my jeans, that was when Cameron had risen from his seat grabbed my arm and dragged me towards the car, only then did I notice that not only Cameron was previous to my little show, the rest of the club did as well, since they whistled clapped and cat called after us as we left in a rush to Cameron's car.
Normally I would have been embarrassed but tonight I just couldn't be bothered.
Cameron drove like a maniac all the way home, we burst through the door to his apartment, our mouths fused together in a hot kiss, our tongues dueling with each other for dominance, before we both retreated to nibble on each others lips, our nipps turned to bites, our clothes thrown off in a haste, we tumbled on the bed, without remembering how we arrived upstairs at all.
My hands caressed Cameron's body heatedly, playing with his nipples, roughly, making him hiss in my mouth with the pleasure pain sensation, he in turn grabbed my ass and squeezed tight, pulling me closer, rubbing his erection against my stomach, followed by my own erection, we both moaned with pleasure, the sound drowned in each others mouth.
We broke apart finally panting.
"You fucking tease, I can't believe you did that" exclaimed Cameron, his eyes burning with desire.
"Liked that did you? You know what I would like? You and me in this bed fucking like there is no tomorrow" I whispered sensually against his wet lips.
Cameron suddenly got up and walked towards his closet, I stared after him in surprise, until he returned carrying a camera in his hand, the one he used at work, photographing for the "Yorkshire bulletin".
He looked at me, a plead in his eyes.
"Sirius I want to take pictures of you, naked, will you let me?"
I was silent; I could not utter a word, take naked pictures? No way!
But then I thought about him looking at those photos when I'm not there, getting aroused by them, stroking his cock and cumming moaning my name, all the while looking at my pictures, the thought turned my blood to fire, as though I had just dawned a whole pitcher of Fire Whisky.
I nodded my ascent, and watched him set his camera, at first I was very shy, and Cameron had to give me instructions, how to pose, where to put my hand, cross my legs like so.
Until he finally played some music and asked me to touch myself like I did at the club.
I wetted my lips thoroughly with my tongue, a flash went off from the camera, I closed my eyes and concentrated on my feelings on that dance floor, my eyes on Cameron, I opened my eyes again catching his lustful gaze.
My hands trailed over my body of their own accord, I tweaked my nipples, caressed my chest, imagining my hands were Cameron's ,every feathery light caress was Cameron's lips, every firm touch was Cameron's hands rubbing my skin.
I stroked myself, like Cameron had done to me on Thursday night, moaning deeply, before I felt Cameron's lips on mine, I parted my lips, wrapping my tongue around his and sucked.
Cam pushed me backwards gently unto the bed, my body shivering as it came in contact with the cool, unruffled sheets.
He climbed on top of me, the camera left forgotten on its stand.
We kissed again, before he trailed hot kisses all over my neck and chest, sucking on my nipples, until they became red and swollen their peaks sticking up from my chest.
But he didn't stop there, his tongue licked a trail towards my belly button, plunging inside and retreating, mimicking the movements he will perform inside of me in a few minutes.
His tongue continued on, undeterred by my moans and pleads, he licked along my shaft till the head, before he swallowed me whole, his tongue still licking across my shaft, then he pursed his lips tight around my cock and began bobbing his head up and down, stroking my cock from head to base.
I moaned frantically, my hands tangled in his hair, pushing my cock further into his ravenous mouth.
My body felt hot all over, like I was suffering from hot waves, my mouth felt dry, my voice hoarse, I could feel the string in my stomach begin to uncoil.
Then he pulled his mouth off of me, I groaned in frustration.
Cameron laughed softy, before putting on a condom, and rubbing lube on his shaft and fingers, coating them thoroughly, I lifted my legs up and parted them, Cameron smiled at my readiness.
I barley flinched as the first finger pierced my hole, Cameron twisted it gently inside of me, fucking me with his finger, before adding a second,
stretching my tight opening further, he slipped his fingers deeper searching for that spot inside of me, and found it.
My body arched of the bed in pleasure, I moaned his name, I was already strung high from my near orgasm, my body feeling more sensitive then ever.
A third finger was hardly noticeable; unfortunately Cameron's cock was noticeable indeed, I winced slightly in pain, as Cameron slid his cock gently inside of me, the pain didn't last long, Cameron waited for my signal, before he began to rock his hips slowly, pushing further inside of me, I sighed in pleasure.
We set a rhythm that suited us both, Cameron pushing inside of me at the same time as I was rubbing my erection, our movements in sync, our breaths and heart beat as one.
Suddenly Cameron pulled out.
"Turn around Sirius I want to fuck you from behind" I complied quickly, wanting him back inside of me again.
I turned around sitting on four, leaning my head and chest on the pillows, pushing my ass up for him, he knelt over me, kissed my neck, and gently guided his erection back inside of me, there was no pain this time, only the feeling of being filled to the brim.
He started moving faster inside of me, the new position allowing him to rub constantly against my prostate, making me delirious.
My cock trapped between my body and the sheets, the power of Cameron's thrust making it rub against the sheets.
I clenched my muscles around Cameron, hearing him groan loudly in surprise and pleasure.
I did it several more times, before Cameron's hand slid between my body and the sheets and began stroking my cock, squeezing gently, then harder.
My orgasm came unexpectedly, stars burst before my eyes, I screamed Cameron's name, and came hard against the sheets, feeling Cameron swell impossibly inside of my tight walls, before they clenched around him, he came mere seconds after me.
Dropping bonelessly on top of me, his heart pounding with unity to mine, our sweat mingling, our bodies exhausted.
A few minutes later we stirred, Cameron slipped out of me gently, pulling me towards him for a deep kiss.
"You are incredible" he whispered in my ear before we fell asleep.
We quickly fell into a routine we both loved, we went out to clubs almost every night, teased each other mercilessly then we went back home, just the two of us, and shagged till the sun streamed through Cameron's bedroom window.
But like all good things, our lovely routine had also come to an end, it was three weeks after our little affair had began, only 2 more weeks until I will meet Remus, James and Peter in Diagon Ally to buy our school supplies.
Like every night lately me and Cameron had gone out to "Tarantula" to enjoy another wonderful night of drinking, dancing and shagging.
I waited for Cameron to return with our drinks, while swaying lightly to the beat up music, when suddenly arms wrapped around my waist turned me swiftly around, I smiled and allowed my captor to turn me towards him, my face already lifted towards Cameron's to receive his kiss, only to stare up in to big blue eyes, attached to a face that looked nothing like Cameron's.
I tried to slip out of the man's grip, but I couldn't he was gripping me tight, he was as tall as Cameron with spiky black hair, I panicked, my eyes scanning for Cameron's comforting presence in the mass of people surrounding me.
"Relax Sirius, this is a friend of mine, his name is Sam, say hello to Sam, Sirius, he will be joining us tonight." Whispered Cameron, he was right behind me, his hands softly caressing my hair.
By the tone of his voice I knew this "Sam" was not joining us for a cup of coffee and cake, there was more to it.
It became even more obvious when Sam began pulling me towards him and pressed his lips against mine, his tongue seeking entrance to my mouth, I tensed until Cam's reassuring touch, relaxed me; I complied and let Sam devour my mouth.
"Beautiful, Sirius, you are so beautiful" whispered Cameron in my ear, his hands gliding slowly from my hair to the nape of my neck, trailing down towards my ass, he squeezed my buttocks gently, before circling my waist and pulling my body closer to his, rubbing his erection in my lower back, I was sandwiched between them both, my mouth still being plundered by Sam, and my neck sucked on by Cameron, I was shivering with desire, my traitorous body already responding, but I didn't want this, I wanted our routine back, my heart was weeping for it.
I want just me and Cameron, together no outsiders, was I suddenly not good enough?
But I didn't voice my thoughts, this could be a one time thing, just for fun, and it might be nice, I was already aroused.
Sam kissed me some more, before Cameron started ushering us to the door.
I spent the whole drive to Cameron's place in the backseat with Sam; he was a very good kisser, his tongue was plundering my mouth constantly, slipping in and out, imitating what would happen later tonight, in Cameron's bed.
I was already feeling feverish, Sam's hands were stroking me through my pants, I couldn't hold back my moans.
I could feel Cameron's eyes watching us through the rear view mirror, his eyes caressing me, heightening my desire, by the time we arrived to Cameron's apartment I was lost, I would have done anything they wanted, just so this wonderful feeling would continue, so I could find release.
~ Sam's p.o.v~
Another boring night in "Tarantula", the same crowd, the same music, and the same assholes I fucked three months ago.
I was sitting in the bar quietly drinking my vodka on the rocks, my eyes scanning the crowd for an unfamiliar face.
"God, just one guy I haven't had yet!"
And then it happened, I was approached by a very good looking guy, who I recognized as Cameron, I had him 2 months ago, he was very good, maybe I should give him another try, it doesn't seem like there are any other options.
He walked over to me, and we started talking, he had this crazy idea about wanting me to have sex with this new guy he had just began seeing who was somewhat new to the world of gay sex, I was intrigued I must say.
So he showed me the guy, he was gorgeous, no other way to describe him, I couldn't see the color of his eyes from that distance, but what I could see, was long black hair, almost blue, he was shorter then me and Cameron and he did look quite young maybe 17, or 18 the most, but he had a beautiful face, full red lips, and high cheek bones, his skin golden, and shining as the lights from the dance floor washed over his slender yet toned in frame, he turned around, his beautiful body swaying to the rhythm, I could see his muscled back, and broad shoulders as well as the beautiful tight ass, where I hoped to spend myself tonight over and over again.
My eyes traveled over his lean frame again, taking in the long jeans cladded legs, Cameron whispered in my ear, about how soft and silky his skin was, how he moans so beautifully, his body easily aroused, how eager he is to satisfy, the best lay he ever had, and he wanted me to join them, more then that he wanted to take pictures of me and him, wanted to take pictures of me taking him.
How arousing the thought of taking this beauty, I agreed immediately, and approached him as planned, his back was to us, so I wrapped my arms around his waist, and turned him towards me, he complied, and raised his head to mine, a smile on his beautiful face, his eyes I could see were purple, the look of pleasure on his face turned to surprise and then dismay, he tried to pull away from my arms, but I pulled him closer to me, and pressed my lips to his, trying to push my tongue inside his sweet mouth, those lips were silky and sweet, I wanted to devour him.
Cameron came up behind him, making the introductions while caressing his body, and whispering softly, he relaxed visibly in my arms and slowly succumbed to my questing tongue, I started devouring his mouth, my tongue exploring, tasting him, I couldn't get enough of him, Cam was sucking on his neck and rubbing his erection against the small of his back.
Cam began ushering us out towards his car; I couldn't get inside his car fast enough.
Sirius sat in the back with me, we began kissing, he was much more cooperative then before, his tongue was now down my throat, across my teeth, dueling with mine, before sucking my tongue, till I thought I would burst, and then he would retreat and nibble on my lips, with his teeth and lips, he was driving me slowly insane with lust.
I began rubbing him through his jeans; he moaned softly, the sound so exquisite I had to hear it again and again, till I thought I could cum just from hearing him moan.
I could feel Cameron's eyes on me, raking over our forms, huddled together, our mouths locked together, hands trailing almost franticly across our bodies, my hand rubbing and caressing Sirius' manhood through his jeans.
The drive must have taken 10 minutes, it felt like forever, I wanted to get there already and rip his clothes off of him; I wanted to lick, suck and bite every inch of him.
We walked inside, my arms still wrapped around Sirius' body; Cameron unlocked the door and bid us in.
His place was just as I remembered; we walked straight up the stairs towards his bedroom wanting to begin our festivities immediately.
We walked through the door, and Cameron walked straight to his closet taking out his camera and began setting it up.
"You go ahead and take your clothes off"
Sirius and I looked at each other, I was a mere three steps away from him, I closed the gap between us, my hands caressed his shirt covered chest, and trailed towards his belly to grab the hem of his shirt, I pulled it up and off of him, Sirius lifted his arms upwards to assist me, I heard a flash to my left, and we both looked up, Cameron had already taken his place behind the camera, he was naked and aroused, watching us undressing, his eyes mainly on Sirius.
I turned back towards Sirius, my hands now on the first button on his jeans, I unbuttoned it, and then unzipped the zipper, dropping to my knees to help him remove his tight blue jeans, remembering belatedly, he still had his boots on, I looked up at him and smiled at my foolishness and eagerness, he returned my smile somewhat meekly, I helped him remove his boots and socks, followed by his jeans, another flash went off.
I looked up at him from my position on the floor, my eyes asking permission to remove his last article of clothing, his underpants.
He looked up at Cameron, asking for reassurance, upon receiving it, he nodded somewhat shakily at me, I slipped his underpants down gently, not touching his skin at all, my breath gently caressing his now exposed shaft, already semi hard.
He lifted his feet and the black underpants went to join the rest of his clothing on the floor.
I stayed on the floor, my eyes taking in the beautiful, nearly hairless skin, the lean chest, the pink almost red nipples begging to be licked, and nibbled on, the flat stomach, his belly button, and then down towards his well proportioned cock, already semi hard, surrounded by its silky black curls, beneath it, his balls, their skin looking even more soft, I wanted to feel how soft they really were, my eyes traveled over his long beautifully muscled legs, his body was perfect, curvaceous, and silky smooth, I had never seen a boy this beautiful, he looked like he belonged on the cover of fashion magazines, and tonight I was going to have him.
I wasted no more time, and stood up, my hands on his chest caressing him, before pinching and rolling his nipples with my fingers, my mouth on top of his, tongue slipping inside of his mouth, scraping across his white teeth, sucking on his tongue, until he moaned wantonly, his hands went to the hem of my shirt, lifting it up, I had to break the kiss so he could lift it over my head, as soon as the shirt passed my head, my lips were again on his, his hands caressed my exposed flesh, sending shivers down my back.
I broke our kiss when there was no more air left in my lungs, we both panted, Sirius' eyes glassy with lust, he started kissing my exposed neck, pressing kisses with his lips, followed by a flick of a tongue, and then a faint trace of his teeth pressing on my skin, never breaking the surface, he began sucking on my skin, only satisfied when my skin was properly marked.
He continued kissing across my chest, kiss, nibble, bite and suck, slowly until he reached my stomach who received the same treatment, he then rose back up, his mouth attaching itself to my right nipple, his hands on my jeans, unbuttoning them, and slipping his hand inside my underwear to caress and fondle my hardness.
He circled my nipple with his tongue, then bit it softly, before soothing the ache with swipes of his agile tongue, giving my left nipple the same treatment.
He slid further down, his hand leaving my crutch; I moaned in protest his hands now removing my shoes, socks and jeans.
He looked up at me smiling devilishly, while his busy fingers laced themselves under the elastic band of my underwear and slowly pulled it down my thighs.
"Beautiful" he whispered, his hands now caressing my manhood and balls almost worshiping them.
My cock twitched at his words, his voice like a silk scarf tied tight around my balls, arousing me to a pitch yet not allowing me to cum.
He began stroking my hardness with his hand, the skin rough which only added to the already unbearable friction, his other hand, trailing over my thighs, caressing the globs of my ass.
His hand moving up and down, stroking me from head to base, his fingers gathering the moisture at my slit, and rubbing it all over my shaft, he started stroking me faster, I groaned in pleasure.
Cameron who had been silent thus far, taking photographs of us, had said to him.
"Use your sweet mouth on him Sirius; I want to see your lips wrapped around him."
Sirius lowered his mouth to my hardness, his eyes boring into mine, as his tongue began licking teasingly across my shaft, caressing the long column of flesh, tracing over the vein beneath the head purring with pleasure.
I could take no more, I grabbed his head and pressed him closer to my hardness, I wanted to feel the warmth of his mouth on me.
He opened his mouth and started taking me in inch by aching inch, painstakingly slow, and continued lapping me up.
I pulled him off gently; he mewled in protest, licking his lips as though he had just drank one of the finest wines, his lips red and swollen, if it was possible he looked even more beautiful.
I pulled him towards the bed, looking over at Cameron, who threw me a tube of lube and a condom, he was now moving the camera even closer taking pictures of us, lying together on the bed, with him on top of me, our mouths pressed together in a heated kiss, our tongues sliding against each other, I could smell my scent on him, taste myself on his tongue, it was an intoxicating feeling.
I sat up, pushing him backwards on the bed, lifting his legs up, to rest on my shoulders; I uncapped the lube, and poured some on my fingers, coating them well.
I circled around his opening at first, before pushing a finger inside, it slid easily, I began twisting it inside of him, stretching him.
Another finger joined the first; I began scissoring them inside of him, pushing them further inside, touching that secret spot inside of him, Cameron taking pictures over my shoulder, watching as Sirius arched beautifully of the bed.
I slid a third finger in, Sirius was panting, his head thrashing from side to side, moaning.
Finally he could take no more.
"Fuck me already Sam, I can't take any more" Sirius begged prettily.
I slipped my fingers out, Sirius moaned in disappointment, I put on the condom, coating my erection with lube, and pulled Sirius up, so that his body was straddling mine, he wrapped his arms around my neck for balance as I sat on the bed, Sirius astride.
I placed my cock at his entrance, and slowly lowered Sirius onto me.
I entered him gently, hearing Sirius hissing softly in my ear, I pushed further inside until I was completely sheathed inside of his tight warmth, I let him adjust to my size, as I knew that I was bigger then Cameron, and he was new to gay sex.
Seconds later, Sirius began moving on my hips, lifting up, my cock sliding completely out, before sitting back on top of my hips, my cock pushing inside of him again.
I started stroking his cock with my hand, fondling his balls, Sirius moaned, his hips rising and lowering faster on my cock. Not nearly fast enough.
I lowered him back against the bed; he wrapped his legs around my back, just above my ass.
I started rocking my hips against his, pounding my cock inside of him, Sirius threw back his head and moaned, his head falling across the bed, from the power of my thrusts inside of him.
Cameron had taken his place, near Sirius' head, caressing the soft black locks, before he leaned over, pressing his hard cock inside Sirius' mouth.
I couldn't take my eyes off of them, they were beautiful.
Sirius' hot mouth engulfed Cameron, letting him fuck his mouth, while I pounded inside of him.
Cameron met my eyes over Sirius' body; we both knew we had to cum, now.
I began stroking Sirius' erection in time with my furious thrusts inside of him, he moaned round Cameron, and came hard all over his chest and my hand, his walls tightening and convulsing around me almost painfully, I came so hard, my vision blackened for a few seconds.
I was swiftly followed by Cameron, his knees nearly buckled from the force of his orgasm.
For the next few minutes there were no other sounds in the room but the sound of our pants and soft moans.
I slipped out of Sirius, kissing his forehead gently.
We spent the rest of the night fucking, I fucked Cameron, while he sucked Sirius off, and I let Sirius fuck me while Cameron fucked him.
Finally by 4am we were too tired and satiated to go on, and we fell asleep.
It was an unforgettable night.
I wouldn't mind seeing them again.
~Sirius p.o.v~
things have gotten worse between me and Cameron, we had developed a new routine, we would go out to clubs as always, only this time instead of going home just the two of us, we had started to bring other men with us, most of the time, just one guy, but last night, Cameron has decided to bring two guys.
He has also developed an obsession with photographing me with these guys, he had shot at least 5 rolls of film, he gave me copies of these, which I hide in my Hogwarts trunk, knowing that no one dares to touch my trunk.
I tried telling him I don't want to do this anymore, but all he says is that I'm not his boyfriend, and if I don't like it then I don't have to be with him.
I don't know what to do anymore, I don't want to end this, I can't end this.
I think I might love him, maybe I stupidly fallen in love with him.
Oh my god, how did I get myself into this?
~Venetia's p.o.v~
Something is wrong with Sirius, had been for several days now, I fear it has something to do with this Cameron guy.
Now don't get me wrong, I usually give Sirius all the freedom he needs, which is why he is allowed to go sleep over at this Cameron guy, but I suspect he is sleeping with him, which I hope he isn't, since Sirius is only 14 years old, even I waited till I was 16 to start having sex.
Besides, I know I haven't been the best role model for him, I don't even know his father's name, though I suspect he was a wizard, and I know how hard it is for Sirius to see his friends homes, so much different from ours.
But Sirius, he just never complains, and I'm afraid that Cameron might have taken advantage of his open minded background and his loyalty for his own purposes, and that I won't have it.
I have decided to search for his address in Sirius' room, and go and have a chat with this man.
I climbed up the stairs, reaching the 4th floor, and going to the second room on the floor, Sirius' room.
It feels so wrong to go through his stuff, it was always very important to me that we had trust between us, and here I am breaking his trust in me.
I unlocked his Hogwarts trunk, where I knew he was keeping all his personal stuff, since no one is allowed to open it.
I found several envelopes filled with pictures.
"Oh my god!" I screamed.
My baby, that's my Sirius, with this man, and others, why would he do this??
He knows better. This Cameron should know better.
I closed my eyes; I couldn't look at this, when Sirius gets back from York we will have to talk about this, how I dread this conversation.
I put the envelopes in their place and looked around for Cameron's address, found it!
It was time to pay Cameron a little visit.
I took the commune's new car, an old station wagon, which we haven't dyed yet.
I arrived to his apartment and knocked on the door.
The door opened and before me stood a tall man with brown hair and eyes, he is very handsome, I can see what Sirius found in him.
He looked at me expectantly.
"Hello, you don't know me but I know you, my name is Venetia, I'm Sirius' mother"
~ Cameron's p.o.v~
I had been sitting quietly at home, no night club tonight.
Why?
Because Sirius was in York with a guy named Odin, and would return in three more days.
I was drinking my regular glass of absolute, and contemplating my relationship with Sirius.
Why is he so different from the others? Was it his innocence? I don't think so. Maybe his beauty? That could be.
Whatever it is, I'm addicted to him, I'm not saying I'm in love with him or anything, just very attracted, but I fear Sirius thinks that there is more to us then sex, and when he returns we'll have to remedy that misconception.
I got up to refill my glass, when I heard a knock on my door.
Who could that be?
I got up and opened the door before me stood a woman in her mid 20's, I think, she was quite tall, with light brown hair and eyes, she seemed very fragile, she looked me over silently for several minutes, I was already losing my patience, she must have noticed because she spoke.
"Hello, you don't know me but I know you, my name is Venetia, I'm Sirius' mother"
Sirius' mother? Oh no! Another one of these parents interfering with their kids lives.
"Look whatever it is, talk to your son about it, he is old enough to do whatever he wants" I said, trying to close the door in her face.
Venetia stuck her foot in the door, and barged in, her eyes accusing me, she no longer seemed frail, she now looked menacing.
"Old enough? Did Sirius tell you how old he is?"
"He told me he was 18" I replied tiredly, bored with this conversation, I thought Sirius' mother was from a commune, shouldn't she be more open minded? Guess not!
"18? Sirius is 14 years old! I can show you his birth certificate if you want."
I was shocked. 14? Oh my god! This keeps getting worse.
"I know you are sleeping with my son, and making him sleep with others, I've seen your little works of art. now, I wont press charges if you promise to break it off with him, I don't care how, just make sure he knows it's final, and try not to hurt him too much." She was enraged but I guess the look of devastation on my face, calmed her like a glass of cold water.
"Look, if Sirius was older, I wouldn't mind, but you are too old for him, and he is only 14, I have to do what is best for him."
I nodded silently and after promising to comply with her wishes I ushered her to the door.
After she had left I could think of nothing else but that Sirius had lied to me, could have gotten me in trouble, could have sent me to jail.
Thank god he had such a wonderful understanding mother
When Sirius comes back from York, he and I are going to have a little chat, that's for sure.
Well that's it people, very long I know, but I couldn't stop writing.
This is an edited version; the NC-17 is not very different just a tad bit more descriptive- though in this chapter, I had censored quite a few parts.
If you want to read the NC-17, please tell me so in the review, I'm not good at guessing.
I hope to finish chapter 5 by the end of the week, you can expect the following in the chapter: the breakup with Cameron, the talk with mom, meeting the marauders in Diagon Ally, heartbroken Sirius, sex, and finally Remus' p.o.v, as well as who finds Sirius' photos?
For all that and more tune in next time to: Of Beauty
chocolate on a hot day- lol. Thank you, hope you are feeling alright now.
Anon- it was edited, I hate having to edit my work, since it flows so naturally, and besides why temper with something that isn't broken.
Jeswin-hope you brain is in tact by now, I'm pleased to know you liked it, I was nervous about posting it; it was my first sex scene.
As for portraying Sirius' first time, thank you, I just hate that in most fics they make so painless, they seem to forget everything in life is laced with some pain.
Alle – I know what you mean, I thought of Sirius as being the first as well, it just matches his personality, you know, he is reckless and he never thinks about the consequences, like him telling snape how to get inside the womping willow in book 3.
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