Disclaiemer: James, Sirius, and Remus belong to the great British author J.K. Rowling, not the lowly twisted mind of some not even a real author in some state in the... you know... States

A/N: I've warned, you've read the first chapter. It's twisted, and it'll just keep getting more and more twisted. By the way, for those of you that couldn't quiet tell whose point of view this story is from, it's James'. I hope you all continue to enjoy the derangement that is my mind, and please leave all of your nice reviews, and if you want to leave a not so nice one, those are welcome as well.

Chapter 2

The next morning I woke with my arm swung over Remus and Sirius' waists. Remus had turned in the night so that he was wrapped around me, his head being used as a pillow by mine. His face was burrowed in the crease where my neck meets my shoulder. Sirius' was spooning Remus from behind and his arm reached around Moony to wrap around me. Our arms touched, his falling over the thumb side of mine.

It took me a moment in my drowsiness to feel the sobs coming from the body beside me. My shoulder was damp from the tears that had been spilling from his eyes.

"Baby, whats' wrong?" I asked running the hand that had his head cradled through his hair. He tried to pull away, but found he could only sit up a little in order to achieve that goal.

"Hey love, what's going on?" Sirius asked sleepily as he sat up. He reached to place his hand on Remus' shoulder, but Remus pulled away.

"Don't call me that." He ordered, and I tried to reach out to him again. "Don't touch me." Okay, now I was getting mad. We kissed him, jerked him off, and slept with him in our arms last night. This is how he reacts the next morning, like it didn't mean a damn thing to him.

"Didn't last night mean a thing to you?" I growled. It had to have, it meant something to me, and I was sure I was straight. Well at least I was until I found out that my best friends, my best guy friends could get me worked up at a moments notice. I believe the correct term for me would be bisexual, I still wanted girls, Lily for instance.

"It meant everything to me." Remus shot, his back still turned to us. I could hear the implication in his tone. I couldn't have him thinking that, so I reached for him, ignoring his protests, and pulled his back hard against my chest. I put my chin on his shoulder, and turned to place a soft kiss on his neck. Sirius moved just as quickly so that he was facing Remus, and took our boy's hands into his own.

"Do you think we would have done it if we didn't feel the same way?" Sirius asked, reaching to brush a lock of brown hair behind Remus' ear. He used the same ear that my face was beside, and I reached out to nip at his hand gently. He smiled, and brushed his fingers against my jaw and then Remus'.

"What about all of your girls?" He asked reveling in the contact, but refusing to look at Sirius.

"They mean nothing compared to you." Sirius said, taking Remus' chin in between his thumb and forefinger and forcing him to look up. I placed another kiss beside on his neck, hoping he felt my agreement with the simple gesture.

"Even Lily?" He asked in the smallest voice he had used all morning. I looked up and saw the Sirius was glaring at me. I knew he was saying that I better answer correctly or else. Or else very rarely meant I could find other friends, but this time I knew it did. If I was to say that Remus wasn't as important as a girl that constantly degraded me, and made me feel like a worthless piece of shit, only to need Remus and the others build my ego back up, I could find other friends.

"If Lily were to come up to me at breakfast, say she had thought about my offer, and said she accepted, I would tell her she was too late. I found someone else, someone better." I answered truthfully.

Remus loved me for me, and I loved him for him. He loved the prankster, even when I was a bit of a bully. I loved the bookworm, studier, prankster. People might think that Remus didn't really belong with the Marauders, might think that he was too mature for us. We knew better then that, had learned the hard way a few times. We also loved Sirius, our couldn't give a shit, don't mess with the people I love, prankster. There was definitely a common theme with us. Sure there was one more of us, but he was our faithful lapdog. He was the kind of person that had to find his identity in those around him. Remus, Sirius, and I were the kinds of people that had strong personalities our self, but when we paired them together, we were unstoppable.

"Now, where was I ?" I mused, rubbing my thumb up and down Remus' bare side. "Ah yes, good morning baby," I said pressing my lips against his pulse point, slipping my tongue out to lick at it, and sucking at the beat, beat, beat.

"Yes, good morning love," Sirius said as he leaned forward and caught the other side of Remus' neck with his own lips. I felt his hand find the ends of my hair. I thought that having a short hair cut would help with the mess that my hair always wished to be at, so my hair ended near the top of my neck. Remus' hair ended just at the top part of his collar, barely touching it. Sirius' had smooth straight hair that he kept just past his collar, barely an inch longer that Remus.

Remus' head fell back when Sirius and I both made a move against his neck that felt particularly good. He didn't know whether to call out to me or to Sirius, and ended up drowning us both in the sound of his pleasure filled moan. I don't know it that sound effected Sirius quiet the same way as it did me. I leaned us all up so that I could uncross my legs, and kneel instead behind Remus. I was a master, I decided, when my lips didn't leave Remus' pulse point once. I rolled my hips agaisnt Remus back, wanting him to feel what his sounds were doing to me. It just increased the noises he was making.

Not to be outdone, Sirius crawled closer, so that he was knelling at Remus side. Again his lips never left Remus' neck, but this did not make me feel any less a master. Sirius was a declared sex god all around the school. This time he was just Remus and I's sex god. Remus wrapped an arm around the back of Sirius' legs loosely, when Sirius rolled his hip against Remus as well. Remus moaned as we both sucked at his pulse point and rolled our hips together. Working as a team, Sirius and I pulled Remus up so that he was also knelling on the bed with us.

"I want to do it this time Padfoot," I said when both Sirius and I's hands met just above Remus' ache. Sirius locked eyes with me for a moment, dragging his tongue up the side of Remus' neck, in a way that made me wonder which one I really wanted to tease at that moment, before nodding. With his hand moved back up to rub against Remus' upper body, I continued my mission.

Slowly I slipped my hands down his pajama bottoms, red silk with a gold strip around the waistband and down the sides of the legs. I smiled against his neck when I felt that he hadn't bothered to wear boxers as he slept beside me. I ran my hand down his front, feeling how hard I had gotten him that morning. I cupped my hand over his head, and rolled a circle around him that made him call out to me. I circled my fingers around him, and slowly moved up and down him, listening to the spots that made him, moan, whimper, sigh, and groan.

He went to grab my wrist and force me to move faster. He found all that did was make me stop all together. He let go and slowly I began to move again, but I was soon moving at the speed he wanted. When I went to flick my thumb against his head, he shouted for Sirius. Sirius had bit into Remus neck at the same time I had made my new movement. Remus soon found that if he called our boy's name I would move faster for him. He kept up a stead chant of, "Sirius, Sirius, Sirius," as I spurred him closer and closer to his edge.

Sirius listened as I brought Remus further along to the sound of his name, and rolled and rubbed his hip against Remus' hard side. He had let go of Remus neck, placing his forehead against the side of Remus', and breathed deeply in his ear. Remus moved his arm back in between them, and placing his hand against Sirius' ache, rubbed him on the outside of his soft pants.

"Ah, fuck, Remus," Sirius shouted as Remus cried. "Sirius, God, James!" I didn't realize it, being to engrossed in what I was doing to my love, but I had rolled and rubbed myself on his back and when they came with each others names, I cried, "Moony, Padfoot." Together we fell forward as our climaxes took over our bodies. Remus fell with his front agaisnt the bed. My positition behind him, caused me to fall on top of him with my head on the side of his neck Sirius had played with during the morning. Sirius fell across us.

"Um," a small voice called from the other side of the curtains of our large bed. "Tell me I just had an awful nightmare that would explain why I just heard, "Ah, fuck, Remus, Sirius, God, James, Moony, Padfoot," in sex pleased voices?"

We stalled as we remembered that, even thought the bed seemed like its very own room, we weren't actually alone. We burst out laughing as the sexiest noises we could think of hearing turned into a joke coming from our other friend.

"Pete," I said when I regained control of myself.

"Y...yes," Peter asked frightened.

"We have something we need to tell you." Remus said softly.

"Oh god," Peter gasped. "You three are in a polygamous same-sex relationship aren't you?"

"Yep," Remus and I answered softly. Laughing from saying the same thing at the same time, we turned to each other and stole a soft kiss.

"Oh, um, well, good for you." Peter stuttered, from his side of the room. We could all imagine him curled into a ball near his headboard, hoping he could get away from us quickly before he caught some sort of disease. He did this whenever the three of us burst into a loud laughing fit from something he didn't understand.

"You okay with that Worm?" Sirius asked, before growling at us to kiss him as well.

"Yeah, sure, it's weird." He answered. "But as long as you three are happy, and I don't have to be a part of it, whatever floats your boat." He assured, even though the shakiness of his voice made him sound not as okay with it as he tried to sound "Well, I don't know if you know, but it is almost eight. I know that Remus likes to already be down for breakfast by now, so yeah." He told us. We couldn't see the clocks with our bed curtains pulled. "I'm hopping me in the shower, please don't join me." We all laughed at how scarred we had our friend.

"Well, we've told Worm." I said once Sirius had gotten off of me, so I could get off of Remus.

"I would gladly go shout this from the Astronomy Tower, if you wanted me to." Sirius said looking at Remus.

"I would join him." I agreed. "It's up to you. What do you want to do?" I asked Remus. Both Sirius and I stared at him intently. To say that we would go shout it from the Astronomy Tower, so that the whole school could hear, showed how serious Sirius and I were.

"Worm is right, it is weird." He answered in a small voice. We knew what he was going to say, but we'd rather him finish, just in case he wanted to surprise us. "And I'm already enough of a freak."

"Remus," I snapped when he dared to bring that into this.

"Don't," Sirius growled, reminding Remus we would not take kindly to him speaking of it in such a manner.

"It's true, I am a freak. Get over it, accept it." Remus bit back at our warnings.

"We have," I glared. "But we don't see you that way."

"You are not a freak." Sirius growled. "You are Remus, Moony. Our best friend, and the boy we love. If you don't want the world to know, fine, say that. Don't bring in your furry little problem. That is a part of who you are, we don't just love the human part, we love you. All of you." I nodded my agreement sharply to the end of Sirius' speech.

"Fine," Remus agreed, only to get away from the turn our conversation had taken. "It's only September, can we just, keep it the four of us this year? See what happens with us? If we still want this after the summer, we can tell them then." He offered. We agreed.

I guess that is where the mistakes started happening. I would never say that being with them was a mistake. Being with them were the happiest times of my life. It was agreeing to keep us a secret that was the mistake. If that hadn't have happened, the other mistakes wouldn't have happened. It was a domino effect. Hit one, hit all the others.

As soon as Peter had bid us good-bye, we all hurried to get ready. In need of a shower, but running out of time, we all hopped in together. Sirius went to get Remus started again, but he smacked his hand away, and showered. For a moment I remembered all of the times we had showered together previously. We had always said we were brothers, and that it was more time saving as well as environmentally conservative to shower together. With this rememberence in my head, I pinned Remus against the back wall while Sirius rinsed his hair.

"You little trickster," I growled in his ear. I felt him gulp, and knew that his eyes had widened. "You came up the "it's more environmentally conservative to shower together."

"Yes," he said softly. I rolled my hips against him. "I didn't mean to use it that way, and if you paid attention you would have known I never watched."

"Now I can't believe that." Sirius said, tapping my shoulder, and letting me use the water. He took up my position of pinning Remus back. "I watched, and we all know I was a declared straight."

"I watched," I said as I watched the water droplets roll down them. Sirius and I shared a dark look at this admittance.

"Yes but you two are perverts." Remus said, trying to loosen Sirius' hold. "You watched to see who had the bigger cock. I would have watched for..." he trailed off.

"Entertainment purposes." Sirius offered with a waggle of his brow. Remus gulped again, and nodded his head.

"Like I'm doing now," he growled, gaining back some confidence as he watched me rub the soap on my body. I stopped, catching his eye, smirked, and held out the wash clothe. Sirius turned around at this, grabbed his wash clothe, got the soap into a nice lather, and started rubbing my back. Remus snatched the clothe out of my hand, and started to cover my front in circles of soap. I held up my arms and relaxed in the feel of them washing me.

When I was rinsed, Sirius and I turned our attentions back to Remus, and returned the favor. After Remus was cleaned, we treated Sirius in the same manner. That morning we came up with a tradition that would last that first year of our relationship. The next morning we added a hair washing train. Our showers usually lasted an hour after that first day, but it wasn't because of the actual showering part. We also had a tradition of kissing each other before we walked out of the dorm room.

In our dorm, or when we were alone, we always were touching and kissing and messing around. When others were around we went back to the Marauders, friends that were closer than brothers. Even then we did things that a careful observer would have noticed showed we weren't just friends. In the Great Hall our feet would always be touching in a three-way game of footsie. In the halls our hands would casually brush against the others. In class we sat closer together, not close enough to be touching, except for our feet, but still closer. We would also pass notes that drove the others crazy. Messages like, "I want you now," or "Binns is boring, I want to duck under the table and suck you." or "How quiet do you think you could be if I wanked you?" These notes usually ended with us ducking into a alcove behind a tapestry for a quick romp after class.

No one every was a close enough observer, and most things stayed the same between the Marauders. Peter was the only one that knew, and since we weren't obvious about it, he was able to act normal. Even when the four of us were around, we had enough respect for him to not make him too uncomfortable. We still sat on the same bed, touching each other by holding hands, or having our legs or feet or something next to each others. This he was able to get used to fairly quickly. The first time Sirius slipped and kissed Remus then kissed me moments later, was when Peter had his first real issue.

We were sitting in our dorm, talking about the latest prank that had gone off with out a hitch, when Sirius leaned over and kissed Remus. Knowing that we were gay together, Peter blinked and continued saying whatever he had been saying. When Sirius leaned down and kissed me Peter stumbled. "Sorry," he said, even though Remus and I were both looking at Sirius as though he were the one that needed to apologize. "It's just, you kissed him, and then turned around and kissed him. That's not normal." He said it so nonchalantly that the four of us had to burst out in laughter. He hadn't even stuttered.

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