Title: Brotherly Love
Author: eeyore9990
Characters: Bill/Charlie/George/Fred
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Slash, Ic, Explicit Sex
Kinks chosen: Group Sex
Word Count: 2130
Summary: Pureblood tradition dictates that a boy's father teach him "the ropes" of seduction. In the Weasley family, it's a bit different
Author's notes: thanks forever to knightmare! Couldn't have done it without you!

Bill waited impatiently for Charlie, none of his anxiety showing in his demeanour, however. Tonight was going to be a very special night for the twins; Bill had very specific plans and Charlie was late. With a sigh, he sat down on the couch, eyes glued to the Floo. Finally, the flames whooshed green, and Charlie stumbled out.

“I’m sorry!” Charlie was saying, before he’d even righted himself.

“What happened?”

“Got caught with a nasty dragon,” Charlie explained. “It took all we had to calm him down and get him settled.”

“We’ve something else to settle,” Bill reminded him.

“I know,” Charlie answered, his voice dropping, becoming husky. He leaned against Bill, caressing his face, giving him a soft kiss. Pulling away, he led the way towards the stairs. “I’m kinda glad Dad thinks this is nonsense.”

“It’s all that Muggle stuff he gets into,” Bill said, watching Charlie’s arse move in his tight trousers. “I heard him talk to Mum about it. Apparently, the Muggles think it’s wrong for family members to be together like this, even for teaching purposes.”

Charlie stopped, looking down at Bill. “The Muggles are stupid then. Who else to show you how to love then someone who loves you?”

“You don’t regret it, do you?” Bill asked, a slight flash of uncertainty moving through him.

“Never.” Charlie kissed Bill proper now, tongue sliding against his. “You showed me how to please and be pleasured, Bill. How can I regret that?”

Bill smiled and slapped Charlie on the arse. “Then get a move on, prat. The twins await us.”

Charlie eased the door open, slipping into the dark room, knowing Bill was just behind him. He glanced at the lump in one bed, before looking in the other bed, to see another blanket covered lump there. Using his wand, he lit the room with a soft, gentle glow.

Bill grinned and with a wave of his wand, the beds moved together, merging. Muffled shouts came from the two boys, and twin heads popped up.

“Whatchu do that for?” Fred mumbled grumpily.

“W’was asleep,” George added.

“Ah, my young lads, you’re sixteen now,” Bill said, walking towards the bed.

“Yeah, Bill, that’d be the reason for the party earlier,” Fred shot back. He watched as Charlie warded the door, putting layer after layer of charms to block out noise, lock the door, and keep others away. With a last flick of his wand, the blankets flew off the bed, landing on the floor, and leaving both boys exposed.

“There’s another reason to celebrate it,” Bill said. He crawled onto the bed, climbing up Fred’s form, grinning evilly as Fred backed down. He stopped, braced on his arms over his brother, looking down into his slightly scared face. “I know you’ve talked about it, Fred. In your dorms, late at night, in hushed, whispered tones.”

He bent his head, his lips lightly ghosting over Fred’s chin. He moaned at the slight hitch in Fred’s breath. Fred brought his hands up, not sure what to do, where to place them, and settled for putting them on Bill’s shoulders.

“Thought Dad wouldn’t go for it,” George said, his eyes glued to his brothers. He whipped his head around when Charlie jerked him forward into a sitting position, pulling on his arm. Charlie smirked and wound his hand in the hair at George’s nape, pulling his head back and stretching out his neck.

“Dad won’t. So, we will. Let the teaching begin,” Charlie said. He dipped his head and ran his tongue up George’s neck, licking the salty skin.

He rode George back, pinning his body to the bed. Straddling his brother, he looked over to see Bill doing the same.

“We’re going to show you both what pleasure is, and what feels good. If you’re into birds, you’ll know what to have her do. If you’re into blokes…”

“You’ll blow his mind,” Charlie interrupted.

“Charlie?”

“Yeah?”

“Lose the clothes.”

Flushing slightly, but loving it when Bill was commanding, Charlie eased off George’s legs and stripped, slowly.

“Watch him move,” Bill said conversationally, reaching over to palm George’s cock, as he was stroking Fred’s. “Stripping itself can be erotic. Do it correctly, Charlie. I’d hate to have to punish you.”

Charlie’s cock jerked as he gasped at the dark promise in his brother’s voice. He slowed his movements, down, turning the strip into a tease. Caressing himself, he slid his shirt off his shoulders, letting the cloth flutter to the bed as he ran his fingers over his pale skin, pinching at his nipples. He lay back, and canted his hips up, hooking his fingers under his sleep trousers, wriggling his hips as he pushed them down and off with one hand, his other stroking his cock. Finally finishing, he settled on his knees, looking to Bill for direction.

“Nice. See how slowly he did that? How he touched himself?” Bill motioned toward George with a jerk of his head. “Take his clothes off, Charlie.”

Charlie crawled forward. He kissed George lightly, and nuzzled his neck, as his fingers worked on George’s pyjama top. He bent to kiss the skin exposed, licking and sucking at his chest. He moved down, not stopping, teasing. George was moving restlessly underneath him as he pulled his trousers off, tossing them to the side.

“Now, Fred, strip, or be stripped?” Bill asked.

“Um, stripped,” Fred chose. Bill smiled. He made swift work of Fred’s clothing, his tongue dancing on his brother’s skin with light caresses and teasing touches. When he was done, he settled back on Fred’s legs.

Fred gulped and slid a wild look over to his twin, who was watching with breathless excitement. Bill smiled a slow, predatory smile and leaned over Fred. “Tell me, little brother. Would you be more comfortable if we all did this together? I know you and George don’t do anything without each other, do you want to do this, too? Totally together, I mean?”

Fred moaned and bucked his hips at the thought of the four of them together at once. Unable to speak coherently, he just nodded frantically and stretched one hand out to grasp the back of George’s neck, pulling on him, tugging him close enough to kiss.

Bill slanted a glance at Charlie and nodded his head, levering himself off of Fred. Charlie did the same, licking his lips at the sight of the twins winding their long, still-gangly limbs around each other as they devoured each other’s mouths. Bill slid a hand down Fred’s back, watching as Charlie mirrored that action. Deciding Charlie had George well in hand, Bill bent and began showering Fred with the kind of attention he could only hope his future lover’s would provide.

He started at the nape of Fred’s neck, licking gently over the knobs of his spine, hands exploring every freckled inch of skin they found. As he nibbled and laved, he heard twin gasps of pleasure and noticed Fred and George frotting against each other. Grasping Fred’s hips to still them, he softly reminded them not to come against one another.

“Then you’d better…” George moaned, before keening at a particularly splendid trick Charlie was employing with his own tongue.

“Hurry!” Fred shouted, and for once Bill wasn’t sure if he was finishing George’s thought or merely voicing his own.

Bill chuckled at their neediness, but gently tugged on Charlie. Pulling Charlie flush against him, he told the twins to pay attention to everything they did.

“Being a good lover is a learned trait, and it is something that changes with every partner you have. You should always take your time to learn everything that brings your partner pleasure, find every spot that makes them scream for more. And for every person, those places are different, though the major erogenous zones are rather obvious. Just… watch and learn, boys.”

Bill leaned in and gently placed his lips against Charlie’s, opening his own slightly to allow his tongue out to flicker against the full lips under his own. Humming a request, he gently used his teeth to nibble at Charlie’s bottom lip until Charlie, with a small grin, opened to him. Once granted entrance, Bill took his time, twining his tongue against Charlie’s, mapping his mouth, allowing the kiss to grow from soft and gentle to deep and passionate.

When he suddenly found himself pining Charlie to the bed with his slightly taller frame, Bill pulled his lips away and began sucking kisses along Charlie’s jaw line to his ear. His hands he used to advantage, reaching down to brush softly over Charlie’s nipples, play at the curve of his ribs, and press into the jut of hipbones. And then he followed that same path with his mouth, stopping occasionally to explain something to the twins, who looked on in aroused fascination.

When Charlie was on the brink of orgasm, Bill pulled back and twisted his body around, a previously agreed upon signal to Charlie to prepare him for one twin while he prepared Charlie for the other.

“This is fundamental, if you decide to have sex with another man. Preparation, with lots of lube, can be the difference between a horrid, painful memory of a one night stand, and the joy and pleasure of a lasting relationship. Oh, gods, Charlie!” he shouted, hips bucking involuntarily as he squeezed his eyes shut and buried his face in Charlie’s hip as Charlie’s wicked fingers found and purposefully brushed his prostate.

The sensation of his long, loose hair burrowing against Charlie had his brother groaning loudly and the two men nearly forgot for a moment exactly why they were there.

“Fuck, Bill,” Charlie whispered shakily. “If we’re going to be any use at all, we have to do this now, because I’m about two seconds from flipping you over.”

Bill nodded and pressed a small kiss to Charlie’s upper thigh, dragging his glazed eyes up the bed to where the twins lounged, stroking each other’s turgid cocks. Bill’s smile was almost a grimace when he motioned with a jerk of his head for the twins to make use of the open jar of lube that lay next to Charlie. “Be generous with it,” he managed to rasp out.

George and Fred grinned sexily and quickly moved to grease their cocks before each picking a brother to line up behind.

“Like this,” Fred whispered into Bill’s ear. “When we fuck you, you suck each other, yeah?”

“Oh, yeah,” Charlie groaned in answer, though Bill wasn’t sure if he’d heard Fred, or if George was whispering the same instructions to him.

Either the twins really did have a mental connection, or their timing was impeccable, because as soon as Bill was slowly breached by Fred, he felt Charlie’s pelvis being shoved slightly forward. With a deep groan, he pushed his hips back against Fred, whispering words of encouragement and guidance. When Fred was finally fully seated within him, Bill nuzzled his face into Charlie’s groin and swirled the tip of his tongue around his brother’s thick cock, enjoying the bitter flavour that burst over his taste buds.

The pace set was slow and loving, all four men moving nearly flawlessly together, with the grace of old lovers, as impossible as that should have been. It was everything the first exploratory teaching of lovemaking should have been, with loving touches and whispered words and the quiet, lush slide of skin over skin.

Finally, though, the needs of their bodies overrode their restraint, and the twin’s thrusts became more ragged, while Bill and Charlie began snapping their hips back and forth, fucking into hot, sucking mouths, and back against the twin cocks spearing them so deliciously.

Charlie came first, and his orgasm pulled George’s from him. At the sound of his twin falling apart, Fred lost his own control. Two shallow thrusts later and he was filling Bill with his sperm. Bill hollowed his cheeks, sucking the last bit of come from Charlie, even as he finally gave vent to his own release. Muffling his cries against Charlie’s inner thigh, he came down his brother’s eagerly swallowing throat.

Taking a few moments to gather their strength, the four men finally found energy enough to rearrange themselves so that they all lay with their heads against the pillows, Bill and Charlie on the outside cuddling the twins who were once again lying with their limbs entwined.

“Are there any questions we can answer for you?” Bill asked, running a soothing hand over George’s upper arm.

“Mmm, yeah, plenty. But first, I simply must know… did you do this for Percy?”

Bill shared a devilish smile with Charlie. “Nah. I figured the Muggles might actually be on to something with him…”

The End.