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Astronomy	By : KoalaInfestation Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 2609 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
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Disclaimer: If I owned Harry Potter, Sirius wouldn’t have died, Sirius and Remus would be openly together in the book, and I’d have more money than the Queen of England. All three of those things mentioned above are false. Therefore, I do not own Harry Potter.

Author’s Note: This is pure smut, one-shot, sexual, foursome goodness. No flames. If you don’t like the pairing(s), then don’t read. This is male/male/male/male, so if you don’t like m/m and/or don’t like threesomes/foursomes, then don’t read. You have been warned.
Pairing(s): Sirius/Remus; S/R/James; S/R/J/Lucius

Rating: NC-17

Sex: Slash; Anal; Oral; Solo
Enjoy.

It didn’t start out as an orgy. To begin with, it was Remus standing alone in the uppermost room of the astronomy tower, elbows resting along a ledge with his head rested upon his arms, golden eyes staring out the window into the starry night’s sky- up at the brightly glowing half-moon which reflected right back into his orbs. Then, before he knew it, he felt familiar arms wrap around his waist and draw him away from the raised, arched gap in the wall. He felt equally familiar lips graze against his neck, just below his ear, in a place where the equally familiar Sirius Black knew could drive the wolf-boy mad.

The strong arms that encircled Remus tightened before they began gentle movements, equally as gentle hands now roaming about his torso, slipping beneath a loose shirt and caressing every inch of skin they could. As nipples were lightly brushed over and his spot felt teeth scraping softly, Remus arched very slightly, though his movement was felt by his friend and lover. Keeping one arm across his chest, Sirius dropped the other to his abdomen and pulled the wolf back until their bodies touched. Remus could feel a growing hardness brush against his rear, causing his own hardness to rise and a moan in the form of a sigh hissed from his lips. He could feel Sirius’s lips curl into a smirk, and it was the last thing he felt before the sensation of the lower hand trace down his slightly toned stomach and fingers dip behind the waist of his jeans.

"Sirius…" the lupine breathed needily, hips jutting outward in one swift, small motion. He felt a nipple being pinched and had to bite his lower lip to keep from yipping out in a mixture of pain and pleasure. Now it was not only his hips that began to jut outward, but the bodily extension located in a more southern direction. Remus could feel the tips of his friend’s fingers begin to comb through his curly brown hairs and brush against his most sensitive area, causing his pants to become tighter by the moment. Yet his squirming and anxious noises weren’t for nothing. The pressure against his back side was also growing by the moment.

"Sirius…" he breathed again, yet he needn’t say another word. After being together for several months now, his lover knew exactly what he needed without any explanation or pleading at all. Without a word from his own mouth, Sirius began his wandless magic. After brushing his hand against Remus’s length and giving him two quick and teasing strokes that did nothing more than feed the growing erection, he spun the wolf around and pushed him against a wall in an aggressive, yet careful manner. Their mouths crashed together and moved hungrily, tongues instantly beginning a battle that Sirius easily won. He ground his hips into Remus, pushing him further against the stone wall and causing a desperate meeting of their manhoods, which was disappointed by the separation by clothing. However, Sirius soon took to riding them of this problem, fumbling with Remus’s button and zipper, not letting their mouths part for a moment. After the werewolf’s jeans could be heard falling in a pile at his feet, Remus aided his lover in breaking their joined mouths. Though it was unwanted for a brief moment, the prospect that was ahead of them was even greater. For several lingering seconds, they did not move as their chests heaved to fill with missed oxygen and their eyes locked onto each other’s. But then Sirius licked his lips, and they were reminded of their current situations.

Sirius dropped to his knees, brushing his nose lightly over Remus’s erection, boxers serving as the only barrier between skins. However, as his fingers slipped behind the elastic band and they were pulled downward, there was no longer a blockade. Almost in the manner of a starving dog, Sirius’s mouth engulfed Remus’s throbbing member. The mouthful caused him to choke at first, thus making him draw back. Though Remus had shuddered blissfully at the feeling of Sirius’s warm wetness around his cock, he shuddered unpleasantly as he felt cold and dry once more. He was not disappointed, however, as he felt lips placed back on him, though this time on no more than his tip. His body arched involuntarily, as if begging Sirius for more. The animagus took the hint, and after pressing only a few more gentle kisses about the area, the wolf’s length was in his mouth yet again. And again Remus’s hips jutted outward, shoving his cock further into Sirius’s mouth. And again he shuddered as teeth were felt scraping against his skin.

He was panting again, his eyes shut tight, though the teen was far from coming. As excited as Remus may have always gotten from Sirius, they had done this so many times, it was getting harder and harder to make the pair climax. They needed a little more excitement. They needed something different each time. They needed something new.

And that was exactly what Remus got as he felt a new pair of unfamiliar lips crash against his own. His eyes shot open to meet the dropped eyelids of another good friend.

"James…" he breathed in confusion as his friend pulled away briefly. His body shivered once more as his friend hissed a soft, "Shh…" to quiet him before their lips met again. Remus couldn’t help but moan and sigh in James’s mouth as Sirius sucked tirelessly at him, occasionally massaging one of his throbbing testicles, though he also couldn’t help but admit that some of those sighs and moans were not just for Sirius.

He didn’t even realize it was happening; the next few minutes were such a blur. Looking back, he could only recall his knees buckling, and then they were all apart, and then they were all on the floor, and then they were back together again: Sirius at his erection and James at his mouth. His eyes were still shut as he began to buck more often, his shoes being removed by Sirius, his pants and boxers thrown away, his shirt being removed by James. Then James’s hands were on his torso, and he felt his own hands removing the stag’s shirt and beginning an exploration of their own, over new and unfamiliar bumps of writhing muscles. His eyelids remained dropped, even as he felt his partners’ enthusiasms slow and he heard two more zippers being undone and two more sets of pants and boxers and socks and shoes and one last shirt being tossed away. Then there was a long pause, and Remus finally opened his eyes. There was James, kneeling before him, looking flushed. And then there was Sirius, who had been lying on his stomach, who then sat up to strip, and who was now on his back and inching slowly toward the kneeling Remus and his ever-present erection. Then Remus grew confused. What would happen next, he could only wonder.

But even as he leaned forward, hands now on either side of Sirius, giving his lover access to resume their previous activity, he could only stare at James- bewildered, but hungry. The stag merely smirked, spread his legs, and moved forward. Remus gazed anxiously as he witnessed Sirius spread his legs as well and lift his rear off the ground very slightly, still able to keep his mouth around Remus. Then James’s fingers were in the wolf’s mouth, and they were eagerly sucked for some time. Once James found them to be wet enough, he removed them and lathered his own throbbing erection in Remus’s saliva. His hands wrapped around Sirius’s ankles, and then they were connected.

Remus couldn’t help but moan. The combination of the sight before him, and feeling the vibrations of Sirius’s own moaning on his cock was enough to bring him very close to the edge. Yet still he was in control. This was all too good to be over so quickly. He held himself from coming, and soon James’s lips were back on his.

As Prong’s tongue explored his mouth, Moony kept his eyes and ears wide open, taking in the sites of James’s flushed face and the sounds of their moans mingled with the sound of James’s skin hitting Padfoot’s as he began to trust rhythmically. It was all too much, Remus began to think. Yet still, somehow, not enough.

Then the door creaked open and Remus’s golden orbs flew wildly toward it, his heart racing and eyes widening in a panic as he prayed to the gods it would not be a teacher or Filch. Instead, it was worse.

Lucius Malfoy’s figure was illuminated in the doorway by the shimmering light of the moon.

It was all over, Remus thought, feeling a wave of panic and despair. Not only would they have to cease their wonderful unity, but the whole school would know about it.

But he was wrong.

Instead of snickering and running off with a new and wonderful secret, Lucius closed the door behind him, then locked it magically as a finishing touch. His shoulder-length platinum hair fell into his face as he bent over slightly and began to strip himself. Even as he received pleasure at both ends, Remus could not help but keep his eyes on their deepest enemy at Hogwarts as the Slytherin he made his way toward the threesome. Slowly and tentatively, he ran a finger up James’s spine, causing a chain of shivers: first in James, then in Sirius, then in Remus. Smirking at the reaction he had caused with just a touch, Lucius walked around, now in a place Remus couldn’t watch him.

As panic began to take a hold of Remus once more, he suddenly felt a hardness against his rear that had not been there before. He felt it begin to make its way between his cheeks, it feeling very dry against his crack.

"Please…" he whispered as he and James broke for a moment. Mingled with the moans and skin meetings, he heard a sound that he registered as Lucius sucking on his fingers. For a moment the hardness was gone, but soon it was replaced by the enemy’s fingers, which entered him quickly and without warning. Remus yowls were muffled in James’s mouth, and his hips jutted forward, shoving his throbbing cock further down Sirius’s moaning throat. They were all quickening their paces now, James thrusting harder and faster, mouths and tongues crashing and roaming faster, Sirius sucking faster, and Lucius’s fingers spreading and stretching Remus as far as he could go. Then the fingers were gone, and a newly saliva-lubricated cock replaced them, filling Remus far better than what was there just moments ago.

And now there were more skin-on-skin sounds, more moans, more thrusts, more sucks. Then Sirius began to touch himself. Then Lucius found the spot behind Remus’s ear. Then he was kissing it. Then Sirius’s touches were strokes. And then came the biggest chain reaction yet.

Remus was the first to come, his mouth breaking away from James’s as he threw his head back onto Lucius’s shoulder and howled, not knowing whose name to call out in bliss as he filled Sirius’s mouth. Then James came, spilling his seed into Sirius until it seeped through his sore, red hole, though not yet withdrawing. Then Sirius burst, his milk covering Remus’s torso, splashing onto James’s chest, and falling down with gravity onto his own.

Remus lifted his head off the Slytherin’s shoulder, hands still on either side of Sirius. His eyes traveled wildly around, watching James pull his mouth away and hang his head as he gasped for air. He looked down at Sirius, who had dropped his head to remove Remus’s length, and whose mouth still held traces of cum, white threads leaking out of the corners of his mouth. He watched Sirius lift a hand, running fingers through his own seed and lathering it around his torso. But then he felt Lucius quickening his pace behind him, withdrawing and entering him harder than ever, seeming ruthless and relentless in his efforts. He yelped and felt his cock twitch, hating yet loving the pain. As good as Sirius was, he was never aggressive with Remus. However, Remus thought wildly as a particularly rough thrust was felt, the harsh and painful method felt ridiculously good.

Finally, several minutes after the rest had climaxed, Lucius came. Remus moaned yet again, his sounds mixing with Lucius’s as he felt cum fill his insides and begin to leak out of him.

James and Lucius did not pull out for a minute or two after this, both waiting to regain at least a semi-normal breathing pattern. Then James sat backwards, lounging with his legs still spread open and his head thrown back. Remus collapsed on top of Sirius, spreading his legs so his lover’s head could rest between them. After only moments of this, he felt two tongues begin to lap up the cum that seeped from his backside, and he could now recognize both as Sirius’s and Lucius’s. But after no more than two licks, Lucius stood, dressed himself, and left, leaving the three marauders to themselves again.

Sirius traced a finger up Remus’s crack, scooping up the semen like icing from a cake. He stretched his arm out, sitting up ever so slightly until he could reach Remus’s mouth. "He tastes good," Sirius panted as Remus licked up the white cream that was offered to him, and he had to agree, though he was too tired to say so. His sensitive ears could hear James rise and walk over to Remus’s other side. Briefly, the werewolf bucked forward once more as he felt the marauder’s finger enter him in order to retrieve some of Lucius.

"You’re right," he heard James say as he sat back down. "Though it may be because it was in Moony that made it so good." Remus found the energy to roll off of Sirius and sit up beside him, his ears flushing pink. "But as good as he is," James continued, running a finger along his own chest and licking off Sirius’s cum, "you’re better."

Sirius grasped James’s arm just then, pulling him down until their mouths met. Sirius did not allow them to part until the remains of his blowjob that he had not swallowed were lapped up by the stag. But when they finally were and they did break away from each other, Padfoot said breathily, "Nothing is better than Remus."

"You’re right," James said seriously, looking Remus over with longing. "I’ll have to enjoy more than a free sample sometime. Though from what I’ve just tasted and from what his mouth is like, I truly will be awaiting that day eagerly."

Remus said nothing. He simply slipped his own finger into Sirius, just as James had done to him, withdrew it, gathered up a bit more from what had seeped out, then licked his own finger clean. After pretending to think it over for a moment, the words, "I say the same for you," left his lips, and a smirk grew across them.
And so that was the end of the night’s fun. The trio rose and dressed wordlessly, not even daring to look at each other any longer for lust-filled reasons. Then Remus bade his friends farewell as they disappeared under the invisibility cloak. And Remus, who had been up there from the beginning with a pass from their astronomy teacher, strode back over to the window, put his head on his palms, and placed his elbows on the window ledge.

He couldn’t for the next missed astronomy assignment.
Fin.
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