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James was looking at the opposite bank of the lake, where a group of laughing girls who had just left the Great Hall were sitting, with their shoes and socks off, cooling their feet in the water.
He looked down and saw the beginnings of an erection creeping up his crotch. He unzipped his trousers and pulled out his cock. Then he moved his palm over the head of his cock, pushing the limits of his sensitivity as far as they could go, occasionally letting his tip slip between his fingers. Every time it did, Wormtail gasped. After five minutes of this, Sirius wondered why James didn't tell Wormtail to get a grip on himself, but James seemed to be enjoying the attention.
“Put that away, will you,” said Sirius finally, as James made his cock throbbing in his hand and Wormtail let out a cheer, “before Wormtail wets himself with excitement.”
Wormtail turned slightly pink, but James grinned.
“If it bothers you,” he said, stuffing his cock back in his trousers. Sirius was the only one for whom James would have stopped.
“I'm bored,” said Sirius. “Wish it was full moon.”
“You might,” said Lupin darkly from behind his book. “We've still got Wooing and Wizarding Wellness, if you're bored you could test me. Here:” and he held out his Kama Sutra book.
But Sirius snorted. “I don't need to look at that rubbish, I know it all.”
“This'll liven you up, Padfoot,” said James quietly. “Look who it is:”
Sirius's head turned. He became very still, like a dog that has scented a rabbit. “Excellent,” he said softly. “Snivellus.”
Snape was stowing a examination paper in his bag as walked across the grass, Sirius and James stood up.
Lupin and Wormtail remained sitting: Lupin was still staring down at his book, though his eyes were not moving and a faint frown line had appeared between his eyebrows; Wormtail was looking from Sirius and James to Snape with a look of avid anticipation on his face.
“Snivellus!” James shouted. Snape reacted so fast it was as though he had been expecting an attack: dropping his bag, he plunged his hand inside his robes and his wand was halfway into the air when James shouted, “Expelliarmus!”
Snape's wand flew twelve feet into the air and fell with a little thud in the grass behind him. Sirius let out a bark of laughter.
“Diffindo!” James said, pointing his wand at Snape, who felt a rush of cold wind blew under his crotch as his trousers fell down, knocking off his feet halfway through a dive towards his own fallen wand. Students all around had turned to watch. Some of them had got to their feet and were edging nearer. Some looked apprehensive, others entertained.
Snape lay panting on the ground. James and Sirius advanced on him, wands raised, James glancing over his shoulder at the girls at the water's edge as he went. Wormtail was on his feet now, watching hungrily, edging around Lupin to get a clearer view.
“How's going, Snivelly?” said James.
“Jorkins told me that she caught him jacking off to a picture of that Lily Evans,” Sirius revealed. “There was large amount of semen drops all over it.”
Several people listening laughed; Snape was clearly unpopular. Wormtail sniggered shrilly. Snape tried to get up, but had forgot his trousers sat around his ankles, and fell flat on his face again. “You—wait,” he panted, staring up at Sirius with an expression of purest loathing, “you—wait!”
“Wait for what?” said Sirius coolly. “What're you going to do, Snivelly, bust a nut on us?”
Snape let out a stream of mixed swear words and hexes, but with his wand ten feet away nothing happened.
“Pull up your trousers,” James said. “Waddiwasi!” A flash of light emerged from the tip of James' wand and Snape's garment shot upward with incredible force, stretching up and hoisting him clear off the ground. Snape's eyes crossed in shock and discomfort as the flannel forced their way into his butt along with his underwear.
“Leave him ALONE!”
James and Sirius looked round. James's free hand immediately jumped to his hair. It was one of the girls from the lake edge. She had thick, dark red hair that fell to her shoulders, and startlingly green almond-shaped eyes—Harry's eyes. Harry's mother.
“All right, Evans?” said James, and the tone of his voice was suddenly pleasant, deeper, more mature.
“Leave him alone,” Lily repeated. She was looking at James with every sign of great dislike.
“I will if you suck me off, Evans,” said James quickly. “Go on: a little sucky-sucky and I'll never lay a wand on old Snivelly again.”
“I'd just as soon kiss the giant squid,” said Lily.
”I can arrange that,” said James briskly, and turned back to Snape whom jinx had wore off and was picking up his fallen wand. “OI!”
An another flash of light later Snape was hanging helpless upside-down in the air. He hung his head and mouth lewdly lined up with James' hips.
“Probably a virgin,” James laughed.
“Of course he is,” said Sirius. He's a weirdo. An awkward nobody that falls for attractive strangers. Of course sex isn't on the table. It isn’t even on the floor.”
“He probably would have come in his trousers if they grinded on him long enough,” said James. “Would you like me to let you down?”
“Please! I... I'll do what you want if you let me go,” Snape responded.
“Hmm, well, that's convenient,” James said with a smirk. “Because what I want right now is for someone to suck my cock. So, since you want what I want, does that mean you want to suck my cock?”
Many of the surrounding students laughed, Sirius and Wormtail included, but Lupin, still apparently intent on his book, didn't, and nor did Lily. “You think you're funny,” she said coldly. “But you're just an arrogant, bullying toerag, Potter.”
“Ah, Evans, don't make me hex you,” said James earnestly while reaching down to open his trousers and soon a length of his cock pressed against Snape's cheek and the corner of his mouth, and with his other hand he stroked the back of Snape's head—briefly gentle. Encouraging. But there was still a taut edge in it, and in his voice when he spoke. “You want it?” His hand tightened.
Lily's furious expression twitched for an instant as though she was going to smile. She wanted to see where this goes.
It was difficult, but Snape managed to nod. “That's not an answer,” said James and yanked at Snape's long, greasy hair. Snape stared up, meeting the James' eyes burning into his. “Use your words. You want my cock in your mouth, you make me believe it.”
The words come out reedy and choked. “Please.” Snape tried to swallow, can't. “Potter, please... I want it. I want your cock. Please.”
“Good enough,” James said and slid his cock past Snape's lips. He brushed it to the back of Snape's throat—and didn't pull back. Didn't ease off, didn't stop. He gripped and pressed and hold, and Snape twitched in a jolt of instinctive panic as his soft palate is blocked and suddenly he couldn't breathe at all.
The white substance streamed in Snape's mouth at once; the froth was covering his lips, making him gag, choking him—spitting out the semen as James withdrew.
“There you go,” James said, as Snape struggled to his feet. “You're lucky Evans was here, Snivellus, otherwise I would have let the whole school have a turn on you.”
“I don't need help from filthy little Mudbloods like her!”
Lily blinked. “Fine,” she said coolly. “I won't bother in future. And I'd wash your mouth if I were you, Snivellus.”
“Apologise to Evans!” James roared at Snape, his wand pointed threateningly at him.
“I don't want you to make him apologise,” Lily shouted, rounding on James. “You're as bad as he is.”
“What?” yelped James. I'd NEVER call you a—you-know-what!”
“Messing up your hair because you think it looks cool to look like you've just got laid, showing off your stupid knob, walking down corridors and groping any girl who passes you just because you can—I'm surprised your broomstick can get off the ground with that fat head on it. You make me SICK.”
Lily turned on her heel and hurried away.
“Evans!” James shouted after her. “Hey, EVANS!”
But she didn't look back.
“What is it with her?” said James, trying and failing to look as though this was a throwaway question of no real importance to him.
“Reading between the lines, I'd say she thinks you're a bit conceited, mate,” said Sirius.
“Right,” said James, who looked furious now, “right -”
There was another flash of light, and Snape was once again hanging upside-down in the air.
“Who's next?!”