GryffindorJ (gryffindorj) wrote in pervy_werewolf, @ 2008-05-01 21:56:00 |
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Entry tags: | #lmom 2008, author: gryffindorj, kink: oral sex, kink: voyeurism, kink: wanking (solo or mutual) |
LMOM: Late Bloomer
Title: Late Bloomer
Author: gryffindorj
Rating: R
Word count: 658
Pairing: James/Sirius (Remus overhearing)
Kink(s): Blow job and voyeurism
Challenge: LMoM '08
Late bloomer. That's what his mum called him, and he bloody hated it. It made him feel like a sad green tomato sitting on the vine surrounded by luscious red ones people couldn't wait to pick and eat. By time he turned red the fascination would be over and people would be sick to death of tomatoes. His destiny would the be to sit on the vine and rot.
Now, right now was one of those times he felt very much like a late bloomer. God! It was worse then being called one, actually feeling like it was dreadful.
James and Sirius had done their best over the past five years to circumvent him being any kind of innocent and he had to admit they had done a very good job. Currently Remus was losing a bit of his innocence and they probably didn't even know it.
He heard James slip out of his bed padding the few feet to Sirius' and slipping into that bed. He heard Sirius' satisfied noises and soon the sound of skin brushing skin. It had been like this for over a year and a half.
First, Remus had heard them side-by-side wanking together. That progressed to daring one to touch the other, then to dares not being needed anymore and touching each other to be expected.
Remus was quite accustomed to how each sounded while the other touched him.
James would groan, quiet but distinct "Merlin, Sirius," his breath would catch "Stroke me faster, want to come-going to-faster."
Sirius would pant and curse "Fucking good Jamie. Stroke my cock-like that." Then he would choke out the very muggle "Jesus H. Fucking Christ" as he came and James would chuckle.
Tonight was something different something new. Remus half hard already at James leaving his bed, thought his cock would burst when he heard Sirius rough whisper "Put me in your mouth."
"Really?" James said back and Remus could hear the slide of hand on prick. "Since when is my hand not enough?"
"I know you want it. I can tell your mouth is watering right now and the thought of swirling my tip with your tongue." Sirius replied back brash, but mixed with a sort of seduction that if, dear God, if James didn't take Sirius in his mouth Remus was ready to.
"Let me fuck your mouth too," James countered back and Sirius sighed happily.
Pictures from sound flew in Remus' mind, pictures he had never imagined. Sirius on his back, James mouth going back and forth along his prick. James kneeling over Sirius, fucking his mouth, hips thrusting hard.
Neither could speak, which was different for them. It was all grunts and mewling. Merlin all the times Remus had imagined them touching, fucking, this had never crossed his mind. His fist stroked his own straining prick.
Imagining their thrusts and their cocks. He arched into his hand faster and faster. He could hear their hard breathing, about to come. He could see their muscles tensing, their balls tightening in his mind's eye. His own muscles and balls responded in the same way.
Then James began to come. His strained groan was still recognizable to Remus. It was quickly followed by Sirius. Then the world almost went black as Remus began to come. He was coming and coming his entire body losing all function except for his cock which pushed and sprayed his come over his hand his stomach his legs. Fuck! It was brilliant.
"Moony?"
"Moony are you awake?" First James and then Sirius called to him. Remus lay completely still, as if by not moving he would suddenly disappear.
"Remus we know you're awake. You pant and sigh just before you come, we heard you." It was James talking to him.
"It's s'ok Remus. Did you like what you heard?" It was Sirius now and Remus heart hammering in his chest, felt faint as he strained to remain so still.