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Sirius ran his tongue over the head of James' cock, full lips curving into a mischievous smile when he was rewarded with a soft moan.

"How does he taste?"

"Bitter but sweet. Just like our Jamie," Sirius replied, looking to his left and nearly coming when he saw Remus lazily wanking while watching them.

"I'm not bitter," James muttered. "I'm smashing and perfect."

"No one said you could talk, Potter," Remus snapped sharply, sandy brow arching as he gave his friend a dangerous look.

"Bloody hell, Moony. Lighten up," James muttered. He had barely finished his last word when he felt fingers gripping his hair, pulling his head back. "What..."

Suddenly a tie was placed in his mouth, Remus' eyes nearly golden as he fastened the gag in place. "I said no talking. You're here to pleasure us, James. We don't care what you think nor do we want to listen to you whine. Shut up and let Sirius suck your cock."

James nodded, the tie rubbing against the sides of his mouth. Before he could try to protest, wet warmth suddenly enveloped his cock. His knees buckled when Sirius began to suck him hard, talented tongue running along his length, elegant fingers squeezing his balls as his head moved back and forth. Watching through dazed eyes, his glasses slid down his nose as he saw Remus move behind Sirius, kneeling behind the raven-haired boy. He groaned when he saw Remus' long tongue run along the curve of Sirius' arse before moving between his firm cheeks.