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Good Boys Like It Rough	By : imSiriuslyLupin4you Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Slash - Male/Male Views: 4011 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any characters that you may recognize, nor am I making any profit from this. Any situations are purely fictional and if recognized it is coincedential

Chapter List
- 1-Good Boy
- 2-Found Out
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Remus was dead. He was sure of it. There was no way that he could feel like this and still be alive. The only problem was the Remus couldn't tell if he was in Heaven or in Hell. He seriously doubted that a gay threesome would ever be permitted in Heaven, but nothing that felt this wonderful could possibly be considered worthy of Eternal Damnation.

Remus was quite literally howling. A hard cock was constantly jabbing his prostate and his dick was rubbing against Malfoy's stomach while Snape was practically lying on his back. Remus had never had so much inside of him at once before. It was like losing his virginity all over again. Remus didn't know if he could ever go back to just one cock now. Two was just so much more pleasurable, even though he doubted that he would be walking without limping any time soon.

Snape and Malfoy were hissing naughty and dirty things in his ear, as they sandwiched his body between theirs and pounded into him. Remus felt his eyes roll back as his body writhed with pleasure and the perfect amount of pain. His brain was so clouded with lust that he couldn't remember his name. Hell, he couldn't even think! Remus was sure that his brain had melted and was dripping out his penis.

Malfoy gave Remus' prostate a particularly hard and accurate jab. And whatever mind power Remus had left was lost. Lust filled babbles and curses fell from Remus' lips. His wanton yowls drowned out the sound of footsteps on the stairs and the creak of the opening door. It wasn't until he heard his mother's and father's shocked shouts that he broke out of the desire filled mist that fogged his mind.

The next few moments were like an out of body experience. He barley felt it when Malfoy and Snape tore out of him, leaving Remus feeling cold and empty on his bed. He barley felt it when his father yanked him onto the ground and thrust a robe at him. He barley felt it when Snape stepped on his fingers in his hurry to get out of the house nor did he hear the crunching sound they made. Remus was completely numb, until Silvia Lupin helped him to his feet, looked him with betrayal in her eyes, and slapped her only child across his face with all the strength she could muster, then she left ignoring his quiet sobs and the smell of teenage boys mixed with sin.

John looked down at Remus. He had fallen when Silvia had slapped him. "Remus, we need to talk. Not now," John said hurriedly when Remus opened his mouth to speak. "After you get dressed." He turned to leave when he felt a small touch on the back of his leg.

"D-do you hate me…?" Remus was still on the ground, kneeling, and staring up at John with wide pleading and teary eyes.

John looked down at his son. Then he sighed. "Hurry, and get dressed."

He hurried down the stairs and into the kitchen where Silvia was sitting at the table with a tall glass of brandy in her hand. John sat down next to his wife, and put his arm around her while they waited for Remus.

When Remus came into the kitchen his presence was met with cold silence. He sat at the empty place at the table, wincing slightly as his bottom touched the hard wood. Across from him, his parents glared at him. Remus lowered his head. He couldn't face them. Remus could feel their betrayed stares on him like a million red ant bites. He risked glancing up from his lap and was met with a glare of pure anger and revolution.

"How could you?" Silvia whispered, too livid to speak any louder.

"I-"

"You've completely betrayed our trust." Silvia growled. "You've proved yourself to be nothing but a nasty little whore."

Remus flinched.

"Silvia, Sweetie, calm down." John said calmly, though his eyes were dull and shocked. "Maybe… maybe it wasn't exactly… consensual."

"Tell me it wasn't." Silvia demanded. "Tell me it was forced."

"M-Mum… I-"

"LIE TO ME REMUS!"

Remus jumped at his mother's sudden outburst. "I- I can't…" He looked down at the table, ashamed. "I'm sorry… I'm so sorry, Mum-"

"No." Silvia glared at Remus. "I'm not your mother. You are NOT my son."

Remus gasped.

"Silvia, you can't mean that." John looked at his wife, looking just as shocked as the boy across the table. "I know what Remus did was… wrong, but he's still our son."

Silvia Lupin shook her head. "No, he's not John. He may still be your son, but he's not mine. How could I ever deserve a son like Re-Him?" She couldn't even say Remus' name.

"P-please… Mummy, don't-"

"Get out." Silvia interrupted her son- no. That boy. "Just… get out."

Tears started to run down Remus' cheeks. "Mu-Mummy, please. I'm sorry! So, so sorry… don't make me leave!" Remus begged, sobbing. His hands were stretched toward his mother. "Mummy, I'll never do it again! Ever… I swear! I- I'll become a monk! Just don't make me le-"

"GET OUT!" Silvia slammed her hand down on the kitchen table. "I can't even look at you, let alone live with you! You make me sick! You are not my son! You never will be my son! And you never have been my son! I am ashamed to call you family, you… you… you slut!" Silvia glared at Remus. "Now get out of my home. This is a nice middle class house, not a brothel."

Remus wiped his eyes and looked to his father. John Lupin sighed and wiped his glasses with the hem of his shirt. "Maybe it would be better if you stayed with a friend for a couple of days. Just a few days… or weeks."

"D-Dad… Papa?" Remus asked his father desperately, pleading with his eyes as well as his words. His father was the only one who stood between Remus and living on the streets. If his father wanted him out as well as his mother…

"In all honesty Remus, I can barley stand to look at you right now."

Remus stared at his parents for the eternity of a second, and then he shakily got to his feet and stumbled to his bedroom. It was exactly how he had left it. His normally neat floor was littered with various articles of clothing and his bed sheets were crumpled and stiff with dried sweat and sperm.

Remus knelt on the floor and pulled his suitcase from underneath his bed. Opening it he was grateful that he had forgotten to unpack after the last family vacation. Remus left the clothes folded in the suitcase, only exchanging the underwear and socks for fresher pairs before closing the lid and zipping it back up. Standing up, Remus opened his wallet to see how much money was inside. There wasn't much. Only enough for a cheap motel and a meal or two.

Remus briefly considered staying with Tonks or Peter, there was no doubt they'd welcome him into their homes with open arms, but then he would have to explain why he had been kicked out, and Remus was certain that neither Malfoy nor Snape would be very pleased to find him on their doorsteps. He started to creep back downstairs with his suitcase and found his parents waiting by the front door.

Silvia narrowed her eyes when she saw Remus. "Where are you going to stay?"

Remus shrugged and looked down at his feet. "I… I don't know… I don't have much money, so-"

"I certainly hope that you're not expecting us to lend you any money." Silvia snapped.

"With shaking hands Remus pulled out his wallet and stretched his hands towards his parents, showing them its contents. "This is all I have…"

"That is not our problem, Remus." John sighed, closing his eyes. When he opened them they mirrored the same emotion as his wife's. "Besides, coming up with money should be quite easy for someone like you." Johns voice was cold.

Remus flinched, and felt his eyes pricking with shameful tears. "C-can I at least stay to say goodbye to Grandma?"

"I'd doubt that she'd want to speak to someone as filthy and tainted as you." Silvia hissed. John laid a hand on her shoulder at looked at Remus.

"No. I think it would be best if you left now."

Refusing to let his tears fall, Remus nodded and left his house, only letting his tears fall when he heard the slamming of a door and the click of a lock behind him.
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