Disclaimer: Not mine, darn, all belongs the the great mind of J.K. Rowling.
A/N: I just want to get this next chapter posted, and I don't have a lot to say. I think some of your worries might get addressed in the first paragraph of this chapter. I do need to warn you that the boys, particularly one of the boys, gets a little dirty in this one, so if you don't like that skip it. If you do, cool. As always, tell me what you think when you're done.
Chapter 14
Summer 1977
I had only stepped Lily and I's relationship up enough that we had snogged a few times. Once I had taken Remus' patrol for him, and after her rounds had pulled us into a broom closet. Alcoves were for the guys and I, I was not about to snog her in the places I had been with them. Once I had just gotten done with practice, and after being with Sirius and Remus alone in the rain, she had come to check on me. I smiled at her, and a little bit still on the horny side, drew her into a long snog. The last time was when Remus had to go check the train on our way back home, to make sure everyone was alright, and Sirius had gone to make Remus' job hard for him. Lily had come from the compartment she was sharing with Alice Prewitt and Alice's boyfriend Frank Longbottom. While my boys were away I distracted myself with Lily.
Sirius still had his flat, and since my mum and dad knew about us they had said I could spend the summer with my pups. They made a condition that we all had to go to my childhood home for dinner every night, but I don't think any of us were too disappointed with this. Mum had said it would be the only way she knew we were actually staying alive, and not starving to death or any of the other ways she figured the three of us living on our own could end up not making it back to school. Lily was going on a long vacation with her parents, and said that she would see me when school started, before wishing me a good summer with a wink. I believe I found the only girl in the world that would snog me one moment and wish me a good summer when she knew I would probably be screwing my two male lovers the next.
Except it wasn't screwing, hadn't been for months. It wasn't fucking, even if when we got aroused to the point of practically ordering each other about, we called it that, it wasn't. It hadn't been for months, and during the times when they were both over me, Remus slamming deep inside of me, Sirius ramming himself into Remus, and the chains around their necks were swinging, I had to wonder. Had it ever been as simple as screwing or fucking? No, it hadn't. This, what the gold that reflected a streak of light into my glasses, that I made them leave on me so I could watch them better, signified had always been there. They had always been mine. My friends, my partners in crime, my brothers, and my lovers. Sure I knew how weird it was to call them brothers and lovers in the same sentence, but that is what we had evolved from.
Three, four, new kids setting out to a mystical land, because Hogwarts was just that, a fantasy world. We only knew each other, and not very well. Sirius was a bitter child that didn't know what friend meant, and so tried to be a user. Remus was a worried child that thought if he stayed in the shadows no one would notice him. Peter had been a shy child that thought we could protect him. I was arrogant, spoiled, and I knew from that first day I wanted these boys. I didn't know I wanted them like I wanted them now, but something inside of me told me they were mine.
Then we started placing dungbombs around the school, and finding more and better pranks. Sirius laughed for the first time, a true laugh that even then made me want to make him do it again. Remus' lips twitched as he had watched our very first victim try and remove the stench, and I began to work harder to see him truly smile. Peter had quickly figured out that we could protect him, and when other students tried to bully him, he would always remind them who his friends were. That was how we got our targets, except for Severus. He was our own to bully, and most left him alone since we were so good at it.
They had said once that I couldn't understand what it was like to not be loved, and they were right. I had always known, and that was what made it easy for me to know that I loved them. I did not know at the age of twelve that it was more than the love I had missed out on in not having any siblings. So I had called them my brothers, I had done things to make sure they knew that I loved them, that I was their family. I was their protector, their comfort, their shelter, their laugh, and all the time I never realized I was becoming their life.
While I was becoming their life, the person they wanted to be with them, I chased another. I never knew how much it hurt them, and Sirius didn't tell me until long after Christmas that he had always felt the same way. When he heard that Remus had been thinking about telling us just so he could date others, Sirius told me that he would have been the one that asked Remus out first. Things had taken a different spin, and the three of us had been together. I wondered sometimes if it was because of my need to protect them, to make them happy, if that was the real reason I had shown Remus that it was more than alright for him to like me and Sirius. If it was this need to show them I loved them even when their parents had failed in doing it that made me be with them. I then would wonder what that meant, if what I felt for them wasn't as strong as I said it was, and really they meant no more to me during our Sixth Year as they had in our Fifth.
Then I would feel Remus slid into me, and push in harder as Sirius slid into him. The gold of their necklaces would catch the light as it swung back and forth, and I would know. No, they were not just friends I would give anything for, they were my lovers. They truly were the loves of my life, my world, the reasons for which I breathed, and my heart continued to beat.
"He's doing that thing again." Sirius growled in Remus ear. "Why does he always do that thing?"
"What thing?" I asked as Remus slid so that he hit just that right spot. I sighed and begged him to do it again. He obliged me, just not as soon as I would have liked.
"You were thinking again." Remus said as he actually slowed down his pace. "Would you like us to stop? That way you and your thoughts can be alone."
"Stop," I growled, "and you may lose a limb."
"Just as long as it isn't your favorite." Remus smirked as he slid back into that spot, and I could have sworn my eyes rolled back in my head. "Why don't you tell us about your thoughts Mister Brooder?"
"Just thinking about you," I said looking at them both and smiling. They rewarded that comment with a quicker pace. "How much I love you." Ah, they sped up again. "How much I missed out by not seeing that this is what I always wanted." Again they rammed into me. "How much I love making you laugh, and being your superman." They rewarded this by laughing.
"He's thinks he's our superman?" Sirius asked as he tugged Remus' ear between his teeth.
"I think that would be because he is." Remus sighed as his head rolled to the side so Sirius could adore his neck.
"Mmmm," Sirius hummed against Remus' pulse point, before kissing it and moving away so he could continue with our conversation. I loved talking to them when we were connected. I know that made sound like a girl, but I did. I loved their voices. Sometimes when Sirius was telling us one of his stories he could make me come just by using his voice. He learned this one night when I accidentally called out to him during my climax. Thankfully Remus, who would never leave me alone in a lion's den, had come that night as well. "Look he even has glasses, just like Clark Kent, and he flies. Do you think he can fly faster then a speeding bullet?"
My eyebrow quirked as my pure-blood asked this. Remus turned around as best he could to look at Sirius as well. "What?" He asked as he slammed into Remus faster, causing Remus to move back into me. "You're the ones that got the telly, I just watched it." We laughed as he moved in and out of us quicker. "Do you Remus, do you think he could fly that fast?"
"I don't know," Remus said, even though as he looked back into my eyes I could see he wanted to lecture us about density, velocity, and aerodynamics. Just not as much as he wanted to keep sliding in and out of me as Sirius did the same to him. "He is pretty fast when he's on his broom. Though I have to say, that isn't the stick I want to be talking about right now."
"Oh," Sirius and I both said at the same time. "What stick do you want to talk about?" Sirius asked as he slid back into him.
"This one," Remus said as his hand wrapped around me. "How fucking gorgeous it is. It looks like its weeping for us Siri." He said as he flicked his thumb against me. "Like if I hadn't touched it right now it wouldn't have been complete. It needs us Padfoot, doesn't it Prongs, you need us to jerk you before you can come for us don't you?" I nodded with a smile. I loved hearing there voices, but I loved this the most. I loved when sweet Remus started talking like this. It was enough to get me to come on its own too. Sometimes Sirius would write something, and we'd read it. Ever since he knew what that story he wrote back in March did to us, he had found his favorite genre and characters to write about. He was nearly done with a novel about Ray, Sam, and Jim. When Ray's character started talking like this, Remus would have me hard in an instant, and before we could even finish the chapter we were screwing each others brains out. That's why we now not only read them, but acted them out.
"Come on Jim," Sirius said, "tell him what you need."
"What?" We were not playing his little game, he was going to need to explain himself.
"Brainstorm, now do it." Sirius laughed, and the vibrations made Remus move quicker.
"Ah fuck Ray, fuck me, that's what I need, that's what I always need, fuck me. Harder, please, harder." I said as I laughed. We had never been the ones to come up with Sirius' lines for him, but it was fun.
"Do you think I should Sam?" Remus asked as he laughed along with me, never slowing his speed. "Do you think I should fuck him hard? He's begging for me to, listen to him."
"Please, God Ray, I need you, I need you to fuck me hard." I said not missing a beat. Sirius was laughing so hard as he moved with Remus that he couldn't manage to say anything back.
"He won't answer me Jim," Remus said as he moved, refusing to move harder until Sirius played along with us. I really needed him to answer Remus.
"Oh fuck, Sam please, please tell him to move faster. I need you to tell him. Please." Sirius just bucked his hips harder, not being able to answer as he laid his head against Remus' shoulder and laughed.
"You two suck," Sirius said when he finally got his self under control. "That's not even how they are. Jim wouldn't beg, and Ray talks a whole hell of a lot dirtier then that."
"Oh, well in that case, fuck me Ray, fuck me hard, fuck me until I come screaming your name." I said as I locked eyes with Remus. "Better?" I asked before we started laughing again.
"Yes," Sirius laughed. "Fuck him Ray, he needs it so bad. I want to here him come screaming your name like he says he will. Do it Ray, do it."
"I can't talk dirtier than that. I just can't," Remus said as he slammed into me harder. "My mind isn't as warped as yours." Sirius and I locked eyes as Sirius lead them into a faster pace before laughing. "Ray may be based off of me, but he is so much dirtier then I am."
"Love, my fantasy doesn't even begin to compare to how dirty you can get." Sirius said and I nodded at this agreement, before we shared a combined moan at a very fast, very hard slid.
"Um..." Remus had actually turned the shade of a beet. How it was possible to have gone from talking about my weeping cock needing his hand to complete it, to the shade of a beet in the span of two minutes, I didn't know. What I did know was that I liked watching my Remus, stripped of all clothing except for the chain that marked him as mine, blush because he had just realized something that got Sirius and I more horny for him then we had once thought possible. "I'll do it, but I'm not acting like I'm fucking Jim and Sam." He offered, Sirius had slowed our movements back down, and even though I was whimpering and tugging so they could figure out I needed them to move again, I understood what he was trying to do. Remus had to get used to the fact that he had a nasty little habit, and that we liked it. We nodded our consent to his offer. He took a deep breath as Sirius slowly started to build their speed back up.
"Fuck James you're so tight. I could just stay here pounding my cock into your tight little ass until you come calling out for me over and over again. Would you like that? Yeah I bet you would, cause you like when I pound into you don't you, you're a horny little bastard that loves feeling my cock stretching you. You like it when I wrap my hand around your thick dick and pump you at the same speed that my cock is pounding in and out of your ass don't you? You like watching Sirius humping me like the dogs we are why we both take your dick in our hot hands and pump you till you come screaming for us don't you?"
While Remus said these thing he acted them out as well. Pounding into me just like he said he was doing, wrapping his hand around me and pumping me with Sirius' help. Sirius picked up our speed as we listened to Remus talk, and I whimpered feeling everything he was describing as he led me closer and closer to the point he kept telling me he wanted me at.
"Why don't you come for us James, come for us, scream our names while you shoot yourself all over my stomach." His wish was my command. I did as he ordered just as Sirius rammed him into me hard and they both shot their loads, Remus' deep into me, Sirius deep into Remus. Just like we did every time we were together like this, Remus fell onto my chest, and Sirius fell onto his back. We shared kisses like we did every time, and they rolled off of me. Remus had the ability to keep us there as long as he wanted. I would probably suffocate under their combined weight. I could handle Remus being on my back, or one of them wrapped around me, just not both of them together.
"Told you, you could do it." Sirius said as he laid on one side of me.
"So, Ray really is me then?" Remus asked, the blush back as he thought about all the things he had said to me.
"Yes sir," I answered for Sirius. "Our lover really knows us Remus."
"Husband, James, our husband really knows us." Remus corrected. He had been trying to get me to quiet calling them lover for most of the summer. It hadn't worked, though sometimes I did call them my husbands. I liked the term lover better.
Before I could comment a tap, tap, tap was heard at the window. Sirius being closest to it, opened it up, and a barn owl flew in delivering our letters for our Seventh year at Hogwarts. Remus stopped us from opening them, saying we had to read them at the same time, and being the sentimental sap he always was. Sirius and I shook our heads before stealing a kiss from him. Again he amazed me. As we opened our letters, and Remus actually read his, Sirius and I didn't need to know that we had once again been invited back for a year at Hogwarts, of course we had, something gold fell out of mine.
"James, love, what the hell is on my bed." Sirius said pointing at the gold "H" badge that had slipped out of my envelope. "Because I swear to God, if that is what I think it is, I will never have sex with you again." Remus and I looked up at him and laughed.
"Love, only swear to God that which you can actually keep." I said as I looked back into my envelope. Inside was another letter from McGonagall, one that said that I was going to be Head Boy. My face turned into one of shock, fear, and anger. I couldn't be Head Boy, I was James Fucking Potter, Marauder Extraordinaire. I turned to look at Remus who dared to beam proudly at me. "For the love of God, tell me you had something to do with this." Remus nodded.
"Dumbledore offered it to me, I said that I thought it was a bad idea, he asked who I would suggest, I suggested you." Remus explained, the proud look not leaving his face. "Stop looking at me like that you two, and start looking at the good this will do for you. First off as quidditch captain teams have already been looking at you, as Head Boy they will want you even more. Secondly, you are the Head Boy, using your Marauder mind, think what that could mean."
A/N: So what are you thinking? Remus seems a little OOC? Thank God there was no Lily? Oh, and just as a side note, I'm almost done writing the story.