There was
something to be said for experience and familiarity. “My favorite,” Remus
breathed lustfully as he ran his hand up and down the shaft with fondness. Then
he grinned and cast a grin over his shoulder towards Sirius on the bed. Sirius
lay on his stomach with his arms crossed upon the bed and beneath his chin.
Sirius
sighed and tilted his head, resting his cheek upon his forearm. “I remember
when you used to look at me like that.”
Remus
screwed up his face and stuck his tongue out playfully, which made Sirius
chuckle. “It’s nothing personal. It’s just that nothing ever quite compares to
your first, does it?” Remus thought about last night as much as his own distant
past.
Sitting up,
Sirius inquired curiously, “You mean you kept it all this time?”
Feeling a
bit embarrassed but too find to care, Remus nodded. “One of the few things I
managed to hold onto. A shoebox of photos, a few hardcover novels, a few ratty
robes and sweaters, and this.”
Sirius
chuckled again. “Now that’s sentimentality. He’s been through hell and manages to
come out of it with a dildo.”
“Not just
any dildo!” Remus insisted, walking over to the bed, practically cradling the
long, thick, sleek, shiny golden dildo. “It’s my special Sirius replacement
dildo. Not at all like that double-headed monstrosity you keep in that box.”
“Funny, I
do not recall you calling it a monstrosity when we were using it last month.”
Remus ran
his tongue against the inside of his bottom lip and tried not to smile as
broadly as he was now. It had taken a while to figure out how exactly to get into
a good rhythm while using it, but it had so been worth it.
“Anyway,”
Remus said, sliding his hand up and down the smooth shaft. “This one is
special. It is charmed to know just what I need, and charmed to forever
resemble the first man I ever made love to.”
Sirius
admired it as well. Apart from being less veiney and therefore smoother, it was
an awfully accurate replica. Sirius grinned with pride. “Once you go Black
you—” he began, but luckily Remus did not give him a chance to finish.
Remus
tackled his lover, rolling with him across the bed and falling the foot or two
onto the floor with a resounding thud. Not caring who might have heard that,
Remus tore haphazardly at their clothes until they were both naked and lying on
the fuzzy gray carpet which brought out Sirius’ eyes.
Remus held
him down with one hand as he fished around in the box before pulling out a
short strand of black beads. “Why should I get to have all the fun?” He asked,
before turning Sirius over. Remus licked his arse to prepare him, not because
it made for good lubrication but because it was too hard to resist Sirius’
arse. And Sirius’ moans had a way of getting right to him and making him as
hard as anything else could.
He did use
a bit of lubrication when inserting the beads, however, carefully easing them
inside and leaving a bit of the string hanging out. He tugged at it with his
tongue as he continued with a little rimming.
During the
second time around, Sirius moaned even more than the first. He felt full and
desperate to combat the pressure inside him. And the only thing he could think
to do in order to relieve that was to touch himself. He rolled onto his side,
practically shoving his arse into Remus’ face and skillful tongue. But it also
gave him excellent access to his cock, and he began to pull at himself
immediately.
Remus took
that opportunity to act on the fact that he was rather far along as well. With a
few drops of lubricant and a steady hand, he rubbed the dildo against his penis,
then his balls, then his perineum, before finally pushing it between his
arsecheeks and into himself.
The moment
it was inside him, the metal warmed considerably and the dildo began to slid in
and out of its own accord in a rhythm so familiar that Remus was, for a moment,
nearly fooled into thinking he was actually taking Sirius’ cock. He lay down
behind Sirius and wrapped an arm around the man to hold him close.
His body
moved along with the thrusts that the dildo was making. That, in turn, made
Sirius’ hips buck. Their bodies melded together from the instinctual thrusting,
neither cock having any place to go and both their arses filled and stimulated.
The
movement of the dildo was reminiscent of Sirius at his finest, and Remus was
too overwhelmed at the sensations it evoked not to be terribly aroused. But the
fact that he was spooning Sirius from behind as the sensations came from his
behind got him more worked up than he had been in a very long while.
Sirius’
harsh, halting breaths tipped Remus off, and he fought against his own urges
and the thrusting in his rear as he reached down for the beads. He kissed
Sirius to let him know it was coming, then slowly removed the string of anal
beads. Each one made a popping sound so small only Remus could hear it. As each
came out, Sirius moaned and stroked himself even more rapidly. They were meant
to be removed during orgasm, but their removal was enough to make him want to
orgasm.
Upon
removal of the final bead, Remus took a deep breath and slid inside Sirius’ Sirius
moaned quite deeply and shuddered with pent-up pleasure. Remus continued to
jerk his hips in time to the dildo’s thrusts, but this time his cock had
somewhere to do, made wet and sensitive for him already.
It took
only three thrusts for Sirius to come, and at three and a quarter Remus was
doing the same. Caught between what felt to him like two Sirius’ Remus felt his
orgasm seize him both in his genitals and his arse. The tightening, tingling
sensations held him in a state of delight. He knew he was moaning just like
Sirius, but he couldn’t hear himself over the intensity of ecstasy rushing
through him.
Finally, he
relaxed and Sirius did likewise. But it was still a few moments more before
Remus could muster the energy to pull himself out of Sirius and pull the now stationary
dildo out of himself.
Smartly, the
dildo understood when it was all over and lay motionless again, in wait for its
next play time. Remus cleaned off the toys and replaced them in the box. Then Remus
gave his dildo one extra appreciative and affectionate pat as he closed the
lid. He gave Sirius more than that, though, as they lay on the carpet together,
gathering their strength and breathing slowly and steadily. He kissed Sirius
gently and hugged him close as usual. Sirius grinned and kissed back. There was
definitely something to be said for experience and familiarity.