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Pray the Gay Away: Chapter 4

Title: Pray the Gay Away: Chapter 4
Pairing: Sirius/Remus
Word Count: 1,797
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Remus' parents send him to a Christian camp designed to help him control his “Same Sex Attraction”. Once there, Remus finds himself rooming with the devilishly handsome bad-boy, Sirius Black. Will he give in to temptation? Could the attraction he feels for Sirius be more than physical? Non-Magical 1970s AU
Chapter Summary: Remus and Sirius play some sports to improve their masculinity.
Warnings: underage UST
A/N: Up a little bit later than I meant to, oops! Slept in. I might have another chappie up before bed, but that depends on whether or not my friend needs my company tonight. Boy troubles *eye roll*. Oh, and this is looking at around 10 chapters total, for now.

Previous Chapters:
1, 2, 3

A bead of sweat ran down Sirius' leg, zig-zagging in the groves behind his knee, before sliding down the long, lean muscle of his calf and disappearing into his sock. Another bead started the same journey, originating somewhere beneath the bright red gym shorts he was wearing. The waistband was looped over itself once, making them shorter and sit higher on his already sinfully exposed thighs. The yellow vest he was wearing was cut up, revealing far too much of his chest, arms, and clavicle. Another bead of sweat started rolling down his throat, into the hollow of that jutting clavicle bone.

Remus' mouth was hanging open. His legs were splayed in a stretch, but he had forgotten long minutes ago that he was actually supposed to be stretching. His mind was lost somewhere in Sirius' gym shorts.

A flick of black hair and flash of grey eyes, and Remus was staring Sirius in the face. “See something you like?”

Remus fell backwards, legs pulling at wrong angles. He groaned, clutching his groin as tendons protested the overextension.

“Have trouble with your groin? Need any help?”

Remus scrambled away from Sirius' groping hands, wincing as he stood up. “It's fine! Fine. Just...overdid the stretching...”

Sirius snorted, but whatever response he might have had was cut short by the camp counselor in charge of sports – Camp Counselor Mitchell – clapping his hands together three times.

“Alright, campers! Today, we are going to try and reclaim our masculinity by good, healthy competition and sport. In your life, you'll have to learn how to work with others, and by yourself, so we have two different sports for today: track and field, and cricket. In track and field, you will learn how to use your powerful, male bodies as tools against other men. They are-”

Remus stopped listening around the phrase “powerful, male bodies”. Now all he could focus on was Sirius, bending over and touching his toes. His arse...like a ripe peach...Remus shook his head viciously and glanced around him. Most of the other boys seemed to be thinking the same thing as him – some with Sirius as the focus of their lusty gaze, some with other boys. Sirius seemed to be the only boy unaffected by the sight of so many half-naked boys surrounding him, as he carried on his stretching seemingly unperturbed.

They split up into four groups, one for each lane of the dirt track. Sirius was just behind him, and Remus thought it might be a blessing that he couldn't stare at the other boy without being obvious – until Sirius leaned in close and started whispering into his ear. The overpowering scent of cigarette smoke and musky sweat made Remus' vision swim for a moment.

“Ready to use your powerful male body, Remus?”

Remus pushed an elbow back, nudging at Sirius. The other boy just switched to the other side, pressing his body even closer to Remus'. “But Remus-dear,” he whined, “I want to see your tool being used on me. Come on...”

“Remus! You're up, let's go!”

Nudging Sirius away, Remus stepped up to the line and squatted down into a runner's starting position. He heard Sirius wolf-whistle behind him, but ignored it. He was actually pretty good at running. Maybe...if he won the race...Sirius might...

The whistle of the camp counselor started Remus forward like a rocket. For the blissful few seconds of the hundred meter dash, Remus was able to push all thoughts of Sirius Black from his mind, and focus on legs pumping, arms moving, and chest heaving.

Nine seconds later, Remus was gasping through a broad smile. “Best time yet! Good job, Remus. That's how you focus your masculine energies.”

With a shifty little movement, Remus managed to slide out from under the sweaty palm of the camp counselor whose name he didn't know yet. Were they seriously all like that?

A few seconds later, Sirius crossed the finish line in under ten seconds – though not by much. He glared at Remus playfully, wrapping an arm around his shoulder and punching him in the arm in one, somehow smooth, motion. “You're pretty good at running, huh? I'd expect you to be tired.”

Remus blinked, frowning at the odd assumption. “Why?” Abruptly he realized it must have something to do with their morning hike. “I'm used to walking long distances on the farm every day, so this morning-”

But Sirius was already speaking again, apparently caught up in his own punch-line. “I'd expect you to be tired of running, since you've been running through my thoughts all night.”

With a sigh, Remus shrugged a cackling Sirius off of him. “Come on, Sirius. That wasn't even smooth.”

Remus swallowed as they queued up for the next race. Sirius' eyes had gone all bedroom on him: dark, smokey, and lusty. “Wanna see how smooth I can be?”

“Remus! Get up here! You've got a kilometer to run!”

Ignoring Sirius' baleful eyes and batting eyelashes, Remus started up to the line, again. This time, he had several long minutes in which he could empty his mind of Sirius and just focus on keeping his pace.

When he finished his kilometer, Remus stood on the edge of the track and watched the other boys run as he gulped some water. Sirius was running: long, loping strides, though not nearly as fast as Remus could run. Still, Sirius in motion was a thing of beauty. As he drew closer, circling the track, Remus could see he had a grin on his face – as if running released all the worries and stress in his life. He would have to revise his opinion of the camp counselors. Whatever they did and thought they knew, sport was definitely the sort of release these boys needed. Especially if it made Sirius look that carefree.

Remus offered Sirius a paper cup of water when he jogged over, finished with his kilometer. “What was your time?” Sirius finally managed to gasp, after taking a long swallow.

Remus tore his eyes away from Sirius' adam's apple. “Five thirty, thereabouts.”

“Bugger!” Sirius laughed, clasping Remus on the shoulder and leaning on him slightly. Remus let him. He was tired from the run, after all. Sirius just needed someone to support him. “I was seven thirty! How are you so much faster?”

“Farm life,” Remus mumbled.

With a disbelieving chuckle, Sirius pushed himself off of Remus. Upturning the cup of water, Sirius shook his head and let the water fall all over his face, head, and chest. Droplets of water glistened in the sunlight as they rolled over Sirius' clear skin. Remus might have whited-out, just for a moment.

“-going to show you up, now. Hitting balls with sticks is what I'm an expert at.”

Remus blinked, taking several deep breaths. Right. They were going to play cricket next. Remus allowed a grinning Sirius to drag him by his wrist over to the make-shift cricket field.

Sirius was a great deal better at cricket than he was at track and field. Every time he was up, he knocked the ball far out and went dashing between the edges of the pitch. Remus was just happy if he could make contact when he was up.

Afterwards, they were lying sprawled on the cool grass, gulping at water and flicking it at each other on occasion. After one particularly vicious streak of cold water poured down the front of his shirt by a cackling Sirius, Remus threw a leg over him to keep him in place. “Stay down!” he laughed. “Now I know why James calls you an old dog. Really, he should call you a mangy mutt.”

Sirius laughed and flexed his thigh against Remus' leg in a half-hearted attempt to escape. “I'm a pure-bred, thanks much. You're the mutt.”

“Sirius! Remus! Appropriate contact!”

Remus abruptly pulled his leg off of Sirius', covering his face guiltily. “I...I didn't mean...”

“Hey, hey,” Sirius' touch was subtle, and unlikely to be seen by the camp counselors patrolling the edges of the field. It was just the barest caress of finger pads over the inside of Remus' wrist. “Those guys are just arses.”

Remus relaxed into the touch, flicking his fingers gently over Sirius' in a display of mutual reassurance. “Yeah, yeah.” He let his head loll to the side, examining Sirius through squinting eyes. The incident earlier during stretching bubbled up to the forefront of his mind: Sirius unselfconsciously touching his toes while the other boys watched hungrily. “How come...I mean, earlier...I...”

Sirius' kind grin made Remus feel more at ease. Sirius' eyes softened, and fingers increased the pressure on his wrist. “Whatever it is, I've either heard it before or done it myself. Nothing you say is going to shock me.” Apparently realizing how nice he sounded, Sirius scoffed and turned away. “I mean, fucking been here long enough.”

With Sirius' encouragement, Remus tried again. “Earlier, when we were stretching, and Counselor Mitchell was talking...all the boys were looking. You know. At other boys.”

Sirius' slow smile wasn't mocking, but he also didn't hide the leer that was slowly shaping his features. “Were you looking?”

Remus decided to change tactic, forcing himself to look Sirius in those piercing grey eyes. “Would I be here if I wasn't?”

Sirius' fingers tightened on Remus' wrist, wrapping all the way around this time as his thumb stroked slowly over the pale veins beneath the skin. “So you want to know why I wasn't eye-fucking everyone in sight?” Remus made a little murmuring noise of confirmation. “Because I've only got eyes for you, Remus-dear.”

Remus squirmed away from Sirius, but he pulled him back. “Real answer, Sirius.”

Sirius nodded, not loosening his grip on Remus' wrist. He answered without any more coaxing. “'Cause I've actually done the fucking.” Remus frowned, and Sirius continued. “Look: I don't have to sit around and gaze longingly at the other boys, since I actually get action. And don't feel guilty as fuck for getting it.”

Remus considered this for a moment, rolling it around in his mind. “So the solution to being gay is to have one off with a guy?”

“Interested?”

With an undignified giggle, Remus pushed Sirius off of him, who was rolling on top of him and trying to snog the side of his face.

Not a second later, two camp counselors stormed over and pulled the boys apart. They were assigned another two pages of scripture copying, to be turned in before dinner.

Continue onto Chapter 5.

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I love this so much!!! Oh Sirius you minx, you are so going to get Remus into so much trouble XDD

I just wanted to point out, it think I may have found a mistake, "With a sigh, Remus shrugged a cackling Remus off of him." That second Remus is supposed to be Sirius right?

I can't wait for more!!!!

Oh bleh. Thank you! Yes, you're correct, Remus is shoving Sirius off of him, not himself :P Thanks for pointing it out.

Glad you liked! Yes, Sirius is a terrible, terrible influence. And that's why we - and Remus - love him ~.^

Another fantastic chapter! The UST is seriously building up, and it's getting to the point where I want them to just snog already. How Remus hasn't jumped on Sirius yet is beyond me.

Oh, the UST is going to continue ^.^ I love me some good UST.
Thanks for reading/commenting!!

PS: I would have totally jumped Siri by now. Remus is much stronger willed than I.

I'm really enjoying this fic! I grew up in an Assembly of God church, so I am all too familiar with this kind of sentiment. There were a lot of in denial or closeted gay guys in those circles, half of them pastors. Those programs never had a good "success" rate, such a joke.

And I just realized this might sound like I'm criticizing people who weren't open about being gay, but no! In that culture that was pretty much your only choice if you wanted to be involved with the church. Because they would definitely try to "fix" you otherwise.

Yeah, it's a generally totally sucky situation. I mean, in some places - more so in America than UK, I feel - you can get flat-out killed for being open.

And I read an article about how these places refuse to publish "success" rates, or if they do it's 100%. Yeah: bullshit.

Glad this is drawing you in!

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Kekekeke. Oh, Sirius is going to keep pushing until something breaks ~.^

Somehow managed to miss Chapter 3, so I got a pleasant double bill. I just love this story (and I'm not normally an AU fan). Can't wait for more!

AU has been growing on me - this is actually the first truly AU fic I've ever written! Glad you're enjoying it with me ^.^

So I haven't been commenting, but I am definitely loving this fic! Just an FYI though, after Remus starts running the long distance, you call it a mile rather than the kilometer like you did originally. (:

BAH! *facepalm* You know, I thought in my head "don't call it a mile, don't call it a mile, you're gonna slip up, don't call it that..." and I did it anyway. Of course :P My damn American is showing through...

Glad you're enjoying this! Stay tuned for more ^.^

*iz supposed to be studying* I got the email that this was up I'm very happy i stopped to read it. Sirius s absolutely darling here ^^ and i love Luscious Lucius because that's what i call him in my mind ^^ every time i see Lucius i read it Luscious for some odd reason.

I love the part towards the end the best "Sirius' touch was subtle, and unlikely to be seen by the camp counselors patrolling the edges of the field. It was just the barest caress of finger pads over the inside of Remus' wrist... Remus relaxed into the touch, flicking his fingers gently over Sirius' in a display of mutual reassurance." I had to go awwwww :3

Looking forward to more *in a very discrete way b/c i'm not really supposed to be here on Lj right now* ;3

I was totally having issues typing "Lucius" instead of "luscious".

So glad you're enjoying this so much that it's distracting you from your studies hahaha ^.^

I am so enjoying this story. Thank you posting as their ready instead of holding the chapters a certain amount of time. I really really love your Remus. He's so cute with his logic. Ivjust hope your Sirius really does like him for more the his 25 p per ummmm favor. Maybe Remus can help him find his self respect....maybe someone to love. I hope I'm not being too much a romantic sop. Can't wait for more

Well, I wanted to get this done during the break I'm taking from my Jack/Ianto series, so I'm trying to get it all posted lickity-split :P

And yes, Remus will have to find out if Siri really likes him or just wants to get payed. Hurm hurm hurm.... ~.^

Glad you like!

I saved this to read on the ferry to Seattle today. It continues to be fascinating. These bys need to snog each other already!

They do, don't they?! :P

More coming your way soon!

Lovely, as always. Tehehe. Powerful, masculine bodies indeed.

Indeed ~.^

Glad you like!

yes yes they must snog!! Your Remus is just so adorable and when he compared Sirius' butt to a ripe peach I nearly died! This is so very good. You are totally awesome!

Ooooo it's coming....*twiddles thumbs* Kekeke Glad you're enjoying it!

poor remus! he will suffer with sirius around him! =PP!
love this chapter =D

Ohhhh absolutely ~.^

This is getting too good. Looking forward to seeing what Sirius has in store for Remus!

Indeeed.... ~.^

Ah, yes, Sirius does have an amazing amount of brilliant pick-up lines in his repertoire (oh, how I love using that word). This is getting yummier everyday.

Oh, absolutely. Sirius is the master of cornball pick-up lines.
Glad you like!

*eep* I didn't get to read this yesterday since all my internets time was taken up by DEATHLY HALLOWS!!!!!!! So yeah, just getting to read this now. I really want to smish Sirius. *fangirlymush* I'm a Remus!girl forever. How do you make me love Sirius so much???

*off to read chapters 5 and 6*

I understand, I just got back from HP:DH ^.^ (Side note: Remus being super pissy with Tonks and embarrassed over their relationship? Yay! Not having the scene at Grimmauld were Remus tries to abandon her? Sad.)

And because Siri is amazing!!!!
I'm actually a total Siri fangirl - it's only through lots of lovely fic writers that I've come to love Remus just as much ^.^

YES. That was the first thing I said when DH was over. I loved the way they handled Remus and Tonks when they were together. I just wish they had put in him showing up at Grimmauld Place. That shit is important! But overall, that was almost (ALMOST) the only thing I really had to complain about the movie. I usually spend all night bitching about what they did wrong after I see one of these. Ok, rant over :)

Haha see, I think I'm the exact opposite when it comes to the puppies. I love Remus, but amazing writers (like youuuuuu) are starting to prove to me just how amazing Sirius can be :)

Awww... They're so cute. I love Remus' struggle to figure things out with those around him, and, indirectly, with himself. And Sirius dropping his rough edge for a moment, for Remus, without even meaning to.

This story has so much unexpected depth.

Awwww thank you!

Poor Remus!

I love how, for the first time, we say Sirius' actual kindness.

Oh, Sirius is a big sweetie, at bottom. It just takes a bit for it to come out ^.^

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