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Pray the Gay Away: Chapter 5
Title: Pray the Gay Away: Chapter 5
Pairing: Sirius/Remus, Sirius/Lucius (brief, prostitution)
Word Count: 1,304
Rating: R
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 gets an eyeful. Sirius helps him out.
Warnings: prostitution, underage blowjobs
A/N: Ooooo snap. What's that rating up there? R? Uh-oh...is stuff going down this chapter? *looks totally innocent* Hurm? What?
Previous Chapters:
1, 2, 3, 4
Remus sighed, setting down his pencil. He glanced over at Sirius, who had his head resting on one arm as he lazily copied down lines with the other. “Why are you even copying lines, this time?”
Sirius' head rolled along his arm until he was peering up at Remus. “Because they threatened to put me on latrine duty if I didn't. And I know what I've done in those bathrooms, and I definitely don't want to be the one cleaning them.”
With a groan Sirius threw down his pencil, looking balefully at Remus. “But now that you mention it, I could kill for a smoke. And the latrines. See you at dinner?”
Remus hummed an affirmation, watching out of the corner of his eye as Sirius grabbed his cigarettes and lighter and headed out. His eyes drifted to the window, following Sirius as he trudged over to the bathrooms. He could see another boy heading that direction as well.
Remus bent his head down to the paper in front of him.
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Sirius wasn't at dinner. Sirius wasn't at dinner, and Remus felt strangely bereft. Remus' foot was jangling nervously under the table. A few of the other boys tried to talk to him, but all he could think about was the conspicuous absence of Sirius.
It wasn't until one of the boys snickered, commenting “Looks like Luscious wasn't hungry tonight,” and another boy chortled back: “Not for food, at least,” that Remus sat upright and glanced around. They were right. Lucius was nowhere to be seen. And neither was Sirius.
Remus practically upturned the picnic table when he stood up. “I...sick...” he proclaimed. The other boys barely even spared him a second glance as he put his tray in the cleaning rack and hurried off to the latrines.
To his surprise, Remus found the bathrooms curiously empty, aside from a single camp counselor. Remus went to the bathroom quickly and hurried out. If Sirius wasn't there because of the counselor, Remus had no clue what alternate location he might use. Out of options and unable to return to the dining hall, Remus decided to go to his cabin. Sirius would turn up, eventually.
Thoughts still on the black-haired boy, Remus swung open the door to his cabin.
Inside was Sirius. Sirius and Lucius. On Sirius' bed. Sirius on his knees, mouth and hand wrapped around Lucius'...
Remus knew he should move, or speak, or leave, or do something besides standing there and staring at Lucius lying on the bed, head thrown back and mouth wide open in pleasure, his blonde hair sticking to the sides of his face. Sirius' dark head bobbed rhythmically, and Remus blanched at the pornographic slurping noises that reached his ears.
Though he couldn't recall doing it, Remus must have made a noise, because Lucius' eyes flew open and Sirius lifted his head lazily, turning toward the door. When his eyes met Remus', his carefully constructed mask of nonchalance and cockiness paled, and mouth dropped open. That mouth that had just been wrapped around Lucius'...
Before Remus could even move, Lucius had pulled up his trousers and raced past him, out into the evening air. Sirius and Remus were alone in the cabin, both with their mouths hanging open and eyes unable to look away.
Sirius moved first, crawling on his knees to the edge of the bed. “Remus, listen, sorry I did it here. The counselor was guarding the bathrooms, and Lucius was gagging for it, offering me double. I thought you'd be at dinner another ten minutes, and we would have finished up by then...”
Remus didn't hear a word Sirius said. All he could do was focus on were Sirius' lips: those swollen, red, lips. Those lips that had just...were just...
Two steps, and Remus was in Sirius' arms, pushing him back onto the bed. There was a moment of confusion as Remus pressed his lips to Sirius', but in an instant Sirius' mouth was opening and allowing him access. Their tongues tangled, and Remus found himself nearly sobbing into Sirius' mouth at how good it felt, how right.
Before he knew what was happening, Remus found himself being flipped, and Sirius' legs straddling him. His shirt disappeared, followed by his jeans. Sirius was kissing his way down Remus' body, setting fire to him, nipping and licking at his nipples, his ribs, his navel. When Sirius' mouth finally reached Remus' engorged cock, all he had to do was flick his tongue over the tip before Remus was coming, harder than any of those guilty, late-night wanks he had tried on his own.
Senses clearing, the first thing Remus became aware of was the creaking of Sirius' bed. He blinked, slowly, before managing to summon the effort to look down. Sirius was jerking himself frantically, free hand gripping Remus' leg hard enough to bruise. A moment later his entire body stiffened, mouth falling open as soft exclamations of “Ah – ah!” spilled forth.
The sight of Sirius' come bubbling between his fingers jolted Remus back to reality, and he scrambled out from under Sirius. Muscles still filled with lassitude from his orgasm, Sirius frowned over at Remus, who was pulling on trousers and shirt. “Remi...wait...wait...”
“No!” Remus' face was burning. No: his entire body was on fire from Sirius' touch. But it shouldn't be, it shouldn't be, he shouldn't be like this, or feel like this because of a boy...
He didn't realize he had said the last part out loud until Sirius spoke, reaching out a hand in reassurance. “No, Remus, listen, it's okay. Everyone else who says it's wrong just doesn't understand. Listen...”
“Get off me! Get off!” Remus slapped Sirius' hand away, falling backwards onto his bed when a step back pressed his knees up against its edge. “I can't...be like this.”
“Why not?”
“Because it's fucking sick!”
Remus panted, curled up into a ball and as far into the back corner of his bed as he could be. Sirius stared back at him with wide eyes, spent cock still resting on his thigh, for all the world to see. He tore his gaze away.
“It's wrong, Sirius. Paid any attention to those Bible verses we've been copying? God doesn't want us to be this way. Fucking biology doesn't want us to be this way. You really think we were built to shove cocks up our arses?” Sirius opened his mouth to speak, but Remus cut him off with a heated glare. “I don't want to hear it, Sirius. I'm here to get cured. So stop trying to fuck with me.”
In a fury, Sirius jumped up and yanked on his jeans. “Me fuck with you? Think you have it the other way around, Remus-dear.” The last words were a mocking snarl. Remus ignored the way his heart clenched painfully to hear the former endearment twisted. “When you get your head sorted out, you come to me. Oh, and don't worry:” Sirius leaned in close, forcing Remus to pull away until his head bumped into the cabin wall, “no charge, this time.”
When the door slammed behind Sirius, tears began to fall from Remus' eyes. He snuffled, wiping the back of his hand across them. Sirius was a boy. And so was Remus. He had plenty of reasons not to cry.
Ignoring the twinge of worry over Sirius being out in the woods as night began to fall, Remus crawled over to the edge of his bed and grabbed his rucksack, rummaging through it until he found a bar of chocolate. With another sniff, he bit into the bar, letting the slightly bitter snack wash away any taste of Sirius still on his lips.
Continue onto Chapter 6.
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I just want to pet him! and I Loled, he's not hungry for food
XD *still slacking, grief i suck*
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And indeed...that question still remains, doesn't it...*whistles innocently*
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This is an EPIC idea, by the by. LOVE IT 8D -goes to read backchapters- XD
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Time to carry on to chapter six.. yay!
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Thanks for reading/reviewing!
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Oh, double update is love, btw.
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Glad you like ^.^
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And chocolate. Yes. I love that Remus is a closet chocoholic.
Oh, and Remus jumping Sirius and Sirius...yeah, hot.
*off to read the next chapter* *is hooked*
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So glad you're enjoying all this!
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And poor, poor Remus. *pats him* The dear will have much more confusion before the series ends...