FIC: Teach Me (James/Albus)

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Title: Teach Me
Author: kitty_fic
Prompt Number: 232 submitted by corona_0304
Kink Showcased: embarrassed first time sex
Rating: NC-17
Pairing(s): James/Albus
Summary: Albus is frustrated because he is too afraid to take the next step in his sex life, so when an opportunity for help presents itself from James, his strong, reliable brother, he decides to take a chance. The things he's done, or tried to do with girls, aren't nearly as embarrassing when he imagines doing them with James instead. It wasn't what he'd meant exactly, but the idea certainly has merit.
Warnings: incest
Word Count: 3140
Author's Notes: Thank you to crups and bei and shelly and nox for the cheering, support and betas! *flails* I hope it's still Feb 28, somewhere in the world!

Mods: Can I get a tag for embarrassment, maybe?


Albus flopped onto his bed and used his wand to spell the thick, velvety curtains closed behind him.

"Albus?" Hugo called out from his own bed.

"Go away," Albus answered. As he'd stomped his way into the dorm, he'd briefly noted with relief that his cousin was the only one of his dorm-mates currently in the room. That was really fine by him as he just wanted to be left alone and Hugo was usually pretty good about respecting his boundaries.

"Oh-kay then. Well I was just about to head down to the Quidditch Pitch. Did you want to come?"

Albus just buried his head under his pillow and didn't reply.

"Well, I'll see you later then."

Albus heard the door close as his cousin left and he sighed in relief to have the room to himself. He needed time alone to wallow in his embarrassment.

He rolled over onto his stomach and cringed when he was confronted with the very physical reminder of his problems. He shifted his hips trying to find a position that wasn't quite as painful for his cock pressing into the bed. He thought about going ahead and dealing with it, but decided he'd rather just suffer. It's what he deserved for being such a coward who was too embarrassed to actually shag a girl even when she was blatantly offering.

Albus raised up to punch his pillow in aggravation before plopping back down again, face first.

He didn't know how long he laid there in the dark and silence before he heard the door to his room open again. Whoever it was didn't say anything immediately, but he could hear their steps as they crossed the room and came to stand by his four-poster bed.

"Go 'way," he groaned.

Albus heard a familiar voice whisper a spell and the curtains of his bed slid open again, letting in the light and revealing his brother standing there looking down at him.

"That bad huh?" James asked as he sat down on the edge of the bed.

Albus grunted in reply.

"Well, you know as well as I do that I'm not going to leave until you talk to me. So you may as well sit up and budge over." James gave Albus a small shove.

"Fine," Albus grumbled, but he did as James asked and sat up, pushing himself up against the headboard.

"Happened again?" James asked as he moved a pillow out of the way and sat next to Albus, shoulders touching.

Albus frowned, but nodded.

"Hugo said you were in your room pouting, so I figured as much."

"I'm not pouting." Albus crossed his arms and scowled at James.

"No, of course you're not." James arched a brow at him and laughed. "Now, go on. Tell me what happened. You know you want to."

Albus leaned over James to look around the room just in case anyone else had come in when he wasn't watching.

"Don't worry. There's no one else here," James reassured him. "Here." James grabbed his wand and spelled the curtains closed around them, casting Silencio as well. "Is that better? Now will you talk?" He looked at Albus expectantly. "Come on. Out with it."

"I don't know what to say."

"It's okay if you're not ready. You know that right?"

"But I am! I am ready!" Albus insisted. "It's just embarrassing." He felt his cheeks start to heat.

"Hey..." James grinned. "None of that, now." He grabbed Albus' chin and ran his thumb over Al's cheek.

"I just don't understand. How can anyone want to do that with someone they barely know? How can the girls expect that? All these girls, they expect me to... you know..." Albus shuddered. "And I've tried, but I just can't."

"What about Natalie Longbottom? I thought you liked her? You've been friends for years." James looked thoughtful. "You two have always been close."

"Not close enough." Albus huffed. "And she hasn't spoken to me since-" He didn't need to elaborate. James already knew all about that horrible experience.

"You just need to find someone you can trust." James said. "There's no hurry. It's okay to wait."

"I don't wanna wait." Albus pouted. "Everyone else I know has already had sex. And it's not like I've not had the opportunity."

"You're just too popular for your own good, little brother." James' smile set Albus' nerves at ease like it always did.

"Shut up, you prat," Albus said, trying to sound severe but failing. Instead he gave James a shove.

"And not everyone has. Goyle hasn't."

Albus glared at him. "Yeah, but that's Goyle."

James laughed, nodding his head in resigned agreement. "Fine. Fair enough."

"Okay, well back to you then. Who do you trust Albus?"

"No one."

James rolled his eyes. "That's not true. You trust me, don't you?"

"Of course I do!"

"Well, who else do you think you could trust?"

Albus thought for a minute. "Wait a minute."

"What?" James looked at him curiously.

"Yeah! That's it. I trust you." He couldn't hold back the excitement in his voice. "You could teach me. Then maybe I wouldn't be so embarrassed the next time. If I felt more prepared ahead of time... if I knew what I was doing..."

"That's not what I meant and you know it. I didn't mean me." James elbowed him. "I just meant that you do trust some people."

"Not like I trust you," Albus insisted.

"Of course I know you trust me, but I... I meant girls. This isn't exactly something I can help you with."

"Why not?" Albus asked innocently.

"Are you really asking me that question?" James looked troubled. "Of course I can't teach you. I'm your brother."

"Yeah, exactly! You're my brother.You teach me lots of things."

"Albus..."

That's when Albus caught on to what James thought he meant. His breath caught in his chest and his mind filled with images that he hadn't ever quite pictured before. He could imagine James leaning over him... kissing him, pressing him into the mattress. The things he'd done, or tried to do with girls, weren't nearly as embarrassing when he imagined doing them with James instead. It wasn't what he'd meant exactly, but the idea certainly had merit.

Albus couldn't help but notice that despite James' protests, his brother didn't seem nearly as put off as he was trying to sound. Hesitant, yes, but not completely unwilling. He hadn't pulled away at all. He was still sitting just as close. When James reached down to adjust himself, Albus couldn't help but notice that the conversation had affected the fit of his brother's trousers.

"You've been with both, right? Couldn't you - you know - tell me? Or maybe show me?"

"Albus..."

"Really, James. You know I need help. You can't deny it"

"Fine," James huffed in resignation. "I guess I can at least tell you what I know."

"It's a bit different with girls." James explained. "Um, they're already wet, whereas boys have to prepare. The rest should be the same." James shrugged. "Peg 'A' goes into hole 'B'." He grinned cheekily.

"Ugh," Albus dropped his face into his hands with a groan. "That's so embarrassing."

"Al," James leaned closer until his breath ghosted over Al's ear. He tugged at Albus' arms, pulling his hands away from his face. He didn't let go of Albus' hand, instead he entwined their fingers together. "Hey, it's just me. It's fine. Don't hide. I'll show you... if you really want me to?"

Albus turned his head slightly, looking at James out of the corner of his eyes and gave a small, shy nod.

"C'mere." James tugged him closer. "Tell me. What would you do if I was a girl? Kiss me?"

But Albus didn't want to pretend that James was a girl. Looking into his brother's familiar face was comforting. It was all it took to give him the push he needed to lean over and gently press their lips together.

James pulled him closer, but otherwise let Albus take the lead. Albus darted his tongue out, tasting James' bottom lip. He licked at the seam of his brother's lips until he opened. Albus was too nervous to push any farther, but James soon became impatient, his tongue coming to meet Albus' and drawing it back into his mouth.

It was surreal. Everything was so different, yet the same. Even in this, James was there with him every step of the way, guiding and encouraging him--teaching him new things. Just like every aspect of their life, when Al worried or doubted, James encouraged and led the way. Except that now, he offered Albus the lead. James was happy to show the way for a moment, but then he turned it back around again, expecting Albus to give as good as he got.

After long moments, Albus broke the kiss, pressing their foreheads together as he gasped for air. He tried to wrap his mind around what came next.

"You said that boys have to prepare?" Albus asked. He wasn't sure how he even managed to say such a thing with a straight face.

"Yeah," James nodded. "But don't worry about it. I'll take care of that part." He tugged at the hem of Albus' shirt. "You should take this off, yeah?"

He had stripped in front of James a million times before in his life, but this was different. Albus knew that he would normally be embarrassed, but James sat back and yanked his own shirt up over his head like it was the same as any other day, so Albus followed his lead and started to undress.

By the time Albus had wriggled his way out of his trousers, James lay back on the bed naked and hard and grinning up at him.

Albus crawled up by his side aiming for another kiss to soothe his nerves.

"Um, are you sure about this?" James asked. For all his bravado, Albus could hear the uncertainty in James' voice. "I mean, it's not too late to stop. We can go back to the way things were, yeah?"

"No," Albus shook his head. "I trust you." He leaned in and touched their lips together again.

In the small space of time from when the idea of touching James like this first entered his mind to the time it took for it to become a reality, Albus had only ever pictured himself beneath James. In those brief moments that Albus had let his imagination wander, he had imagined that James would be more aggressive, commanding or assertive. Yet, that wasn't what happened at all. Instead, James was laid out on the bed beneath Albus, his knees drawn up, fingering his arse, and preparing himself to accept Albus' cock inside him.

Albus's eyes were drawn to the movement of James' hand as he thrust up between his legs. It looked to be an awkward angle, but if he were to judge by the way that James' breath hitched and his body shuddered as he added a third finger, it didn't seem to be a bad thing.

"Okay, I'm ready."

Albus looked at James. His thighs were spread wide open with one hand cupped around his balls. When Albus thought about what that meant, and how James had already prepared himself, stretching that tight hole so that he could fit, Albus couldn't help but feel a bit anxious. He ducked his head in embarrassment, his eyes shut tight. He could feel his face heating and he knew that his cheeks were blossoming in the familiar blush.

"Hey now, I said none of that." James reached up to cup Albus' cheek. He stroked the skin there like he was trying to rub the color from Albus' face. "If anyone has a reason to be embarrassed, it's me. Just look at me, laid out under my little brother like this. You've got to be the big, strong one now," James teased.

Albus swallowed and nodded. He wanted to be whatever James needed him to be.

"Kissing helped, right?" James wrapped his arms around Albus' neck again, pulling him closer. "Let's try that again."

Albus's gaze travelled over his brother- his very naked brother - as he moved closer for another kiss. Yes, this was already so much better than any of his other experiences.

When Albus had first imagined what it would like to be with James, he had pictured their positions reversed. Being the oldest, James had always taken care of him. James was a natural leader with a strong personality. Not only had he always been older, but he had also always had a larger build than Albus. Albus had never seen him, let alone imagined him in such a submissive role before. Nevertheless, he seemed to want Albus to take the dominant role in this. Except, Albus didn't feel dominant at all. As he leaned over James, Albus couldn't help but think that sex was a lot more complicated than he had originally thought.

Even though James was under him, submitting with his body in this way, he still had the same quiet strength to him that he always did. Certainly, he was still the more experienced and there was no doubt in Albus' mind that James was in more control of this situation than he felt.

Albus settled between James' legs and James reached between them with one hand to grab Albus' cock, helping to line him up properly. Albus shifted his hips forward, letting his brother guide him as he pushed into James' arse. James' other hand clawed at Albus' back as he pressed forward and stopped when there was so much resistance that he thought his cock could never fully enter.

"It's okay," James said with a loud exhale. "It's normal for their to be resistance. Just keep going. Push past the muscle and don't stop." He wrapped his legs around Albus' thighs encouraging him.

Albus grabbed James' hips pushing forward against that tight hole until he felt it give. Finally, he pushed all the way in, filling James as deep as his cock would reach.

Just as James' legs had wrapped around his thighs in encouragement, they now served to still Albus and keep him from moving. "Wait," James eyes were shut tight. "Right there. Just wait. Let me... let me adjust. Fuck, Al... so full. Almost. Just wait," James babbled.

Albus did his best to stay as still as possible. It was bloody hard. He wanted to pull back and thrust forward. He felt like he could come with one stroke, he only needed more friction. He needed so much, yet, the desperate look on his brother's face kept him frozen in place, waiting for permission to move.

"Okay. Yeah. Yeah, okay. You can go ahead, Al." James eyes opened and met Albus'. "Move." His hands clamped onto Albus' arms and he shifted his hips, testing their connection with tiny movements.

Albus did as he was asked, pulling back torturously slow before pushing forward, burying himself in James' body again. "Fuck," his head dropped forward, forehead meeting James' as he bottomed out again.

"Again," James encouraged. "C'mon, Fuck me."

Needing better leverage, Albus sat up on his heels, careful not to slip out as he moved. James opened his legs wider but squeezed them tight around Albus' hips once he was positioned again.

"Is it okay? Am I hurting you?"

"No, fuck, Albus. Move will you? It's good. Yeah, just shift your hips. Harder. You're doing great."

Albus grabbed James' legs at the knee as he pulled back and thrust forward, faster and harder than before. The rhythm was awkward at first as Albus tried to find a good pace.

"That's the way. Mmm..." James nails dug into Albus' arms and his back arched off the bed as Albus moved again. "Fuck, yeah. There."

"Like that?" Albus chuckled nervously. He didn't know what he had done to get such a reaction from James, but he tried to repeat it. His movements were clumsy and he slipped out too far. He bit his lip in concentration as he lined up with James' hole and re-entered him.

Albus watched the expressions play across James face, mesmerized by the sounds he made. It was amazing to watch the way his big brother moved and writhed beneath him. The way James fell apart because of him was unbelievable.

With only a couple more thrusts, Albus felt his balls begin to tighten and he knew he wouldn't last much longer. "Close. Fuck, so close. Can't. James, I'm going to come... soon. Sorry. Please..."

"Yeah, okay... Yeah, go ahead." James answered breathlessly. Albus watched James move his hand and wrap it around his own cock tugging it furiously in search of his own release.

"Fuck. Oh! I'm so close." Albus cried. When he felt James tip over the edge, bucking up against him as he came, Albus couldn't stop himself from tumbling over the edge of his orgasm, spilling his seed deep inside James' arse.

Albus rode out the last aftershocks of his orgasm before shifting and pulling away. James cringed when Albus' cock slid free, but he patted Al's hip, encouragingly as they collapsed next to one another on the bed.

James' hand found Albus' and they lay there holding onto one another as they struggled to catch their breath.

"That was, um..." Albus bit his lip, unsure what to say. "I hope it was okay. I mean, it was great-- for me, obviously." He had an urge to duck his head and hide his blush, but he couldn't bear to tear his eyes from James' flushed skin.

"Best I ever had," James grinned as he reached over to tickle Albus' side.

"What? No way." Albus looked at him in disbelief. "Surely, you've had better..."

"Nope." James tried to keep a straight face, but eventually he gave in and a smile broke across his features.

"You're laughing at me!? Was it really that bad?"

"No. I'm serious. That was the best I've ever had. Truly." James drew an x over his heart. "Cross my heart."

Albus narrowed his eyes at him.

James tapped a finger to his chin, looking thoughtful. "But, you know... that could be because you're my first."

Albus' mouth dropped open.

James propped himself up on an elbow, laughing at the surprised look on Albus' face. "What's that look for? It's true."

"What do you mean?" Albus sputtered. "You said you had been with boys before."

It was James' turn to blush. "Well, yeah. I said I'd been with boys. I didn't say I'd ever let one fuck me before."

Albus stared at him, still in shock but also a little bit amazed.

James reached up to ruffle Albus' hair. "Yep, little brother, that honour goes to you."