A Little Show for Heero

A Little Show for Heero
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Author: Presser

Pairings: 1x2x1

Disclaimer: Gundam Wing characters aren\'t mine

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: Triple X Lemon

Summary: Heero\'s always fantasized about Duo performing for him. He gets his wish.

Feedback: Yes, please!

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Dedication: for Terra
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Heero pulled back a little from the warm arms of his lover, Duo Maxwell.

\"Are you sure you don\'t mind, Duo?\"

\"Of course not, Heero. I\'ve always wondered what it would be like to perform for someone, and there\'s no one I\'d rather perform for than you.\"

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Five minutes before, the boys had been standing in the kitchenette of Heero Yuy\'s apartment. Duo had just gone to get a bottle of beer from the fe ane and Heero had stopped him with a hand on his shoulder.

\"Feeling frisky tonight?\" Duo had said with a sly smile on his face.

\"Duo, I -\"

Heero\'s uncharacteristic hesitation caused Duo to wrinkle up his nose in concern.

\"What\'s wrong, Heero?\"

\"Nothing\'s wrong, Duo, it - it\'s just...\" The pilot of Gundam Wing dropped his head, eyes cast down at the floor.

\"C\'mon, Heero; you know there\'s nothing in the entire world you can\'t tell me.\" Duo put two fingers underro\'ro\'s chliftlifting his lover\'s face to his. Heero\'s eyes were shining. Duo saw both hope and fear there.

\"Duo, I - I wanna ask if you\'d do something for me; something special.\"

\"Anything, Heero. Just name it.\"

\"I want - I mean, I was wondering if you - you\'d be willing to put on a sex show for me while I watch.\" Heero blushed.

\"Is that all? Love, I\'d be delighted to give you a little show.\"

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\"I think I have everything I need.\" Duo looked around the bedroom. There was a dishtowel over the nightstand, covering an unknown collection of props and tools that Duo planned to use as he entertained Heero.

\"Ready, my love?\"

\"Yeah, baby, I\'m ready.\" Heero Yuy was sitting in a chair beside his dresser, a glass of water next to a box of tissues.

\"Here I go!\" Duo walked slowly to the dresser and punched the play button on his portable CD player. Soft, sensual jazz flowed from the small external speakers he had attached so that he and Heero could both hear the music. Duo stopped and smiled at Heero. He put his hand out to caress the side of his love\'s face, but Heero pulled away.

\"Please, don\'t.\" As Duo drew back his hand, Heero looked up at him with worried eyes. \"Please don\'t be hurt, Duo. You know I love you; it\'s just part of the fantasy for me if you don\'t touch me - if I\'m the only one doing the touching.\"

\"Oh, you won\'t be the only one doing some touching tonight,\" Duo said as he slowly smiled with half-lidded eyes. \"Don\'t worry, Heero, I take no offense. Tonight is just for you, and you only. Just relax and enjoy yourself.\" Duo walked from the dresser to stand at the side of the bed, then began to sway slowly.

He crossed his hands, putting the left on the right side of his neck, the right hand on the left side, both hands in easy reach of his ears. He began to stroke his neck, rocking back and forth in time to the music. His hands slid smoothly down his neck and across his chest, stopping at his nipples. He teased them a bit, and they hardened. Heero could see the nubs jutting out through the threadbare tee-shirt he had asked Duo to wear. Heero licked his lips in anticipation, and took in the sight before him.

Duo was dressed in ripped jeans, thoroughly overwashed. The threadbare tee-shirt had tears in it, too. It was Heero\'s favorite outfit for Duo. He didn\'t know why, but seeing his lover\'s lithe body in torn clothes was a big turn-on for him.

Duo continued to swing back and forth with the music, sliding one hand lower, the other toying with a nipple. He pushed his hand up underneath the tee-shirt, and caressed his belly, flat and tight. As he showed his well-defined abs, he moaned, opening his eyes and looked directly at Heero. Duo licked his lips, then closed his eyes, throwing his head back. He pumped his hips a couple of times in Heero\'s direction.

His hands went to his hair. He grabbed his braid and pulled it around to the front of his body. The tip hung just below his crotch. Duo smiled, knowing just how much his next move would turn on Heero. He gently pushed with one hip, and the end of his braid darted away from his jeans, only to fall back against his hardness. He did it agamoanmoaning this time. The music grew louder, and Duo\'s sensual dance with himself slid deeper into his body.

Heero sat entranced, his hands on his thighs. He refused to move at all, knowing that Duo would make this show last. Heero wanted his part to last as long as Duo\'s.

Another flick of the braid, and Duo caught it before it could hit his now fully erect cock. Duo opened his eyes just a little, and smiled seductively. \"Uh-uh-uh,\" he teased. \"Mustn\'t hit daddy\'s groin that way.\" He talked to the braid, bringing the tip up to eye level. \"Whatever am I going to do with you?\" Duo continued to sway as he talked to his hair. \"I know, I\'ll set you free. That way you won\'t be able to punish my hot, hard cock.\" Duo drew out every word, his voice low, his eyes feral. He released the tie at the end of his hair, and threw it back over his shoulder. He shook his head slowly, reveling in the feel of his hair coming loose against his shoulders.

Heero swallowed, eager for Duo to move on.

Duo smiled, looking directly at Heero, and returned to fiddling with his tee-shirt. He poked an index finger through one of the tears near the tail of the shirt, using it as a hook to drag it upward across his chest. When he reached his nipples, Duo added his other hand. He pulled the tee up over his head, drawing the action out as long as possible, revealing a torso of pale cream, sweet pink nipples, ab muscles showing as he moved, his upper body undulating back and forth.

As the tee-shirt came off, Duo\'s braid unraveled. He threw his head forward with a snap, sending his hair flying up and over him. He slowly raised his head, letting his hair form a curtain before him. His head rocked side to side until his nose poked out between strands of hair that was the color of dark honey and cinnamon. He dragged his hair across his body in time with the music.

Heero\'s hands began to unconsciously massage his thighs.

Duo\'s hands went to the snap on his jeans. He undid it, taking his time, then played with the zipper, sliding it down halfway, then back up. A raised eyebrow and smirk told Heero that Duo was having fun with the torture he had requested of his lover.

Duo left the zipper a le moe more than halfway down, then took the two parts of the waistband and pulled it back, revealing his black bikini brief.

Heero\'s right hand inched closer to his groin.

Duo played with the elastic band at the top of his brief, then send two fingers inside, questing. They found the heavy cock pulsing, hurting to be released. Duo pulled his cock into an upright position, letting just the head show. He pushed his hair back over his shoulders, and arched his back. His cock slid a little further out of his briefs. Duo pushed his hips at Heero.

Heero\'s right hand was massaging his balls through his loose nylon jogging shorts. His other hand had traveled up underneath his tee-shirt, toying with his navel.

Duo put his hands on his hips, and with one long, fluid motion pushed his jeans down to his ankles. As he straigtened up, he slipped his cock back inside his black briefs.

Heero moaned.

Duo climbed onto the bed, staying on his hands and knees. He made sure his profile faced Heero. Duo rocked his hips as though he was fucking an invisible lover. His hair slid against the small of his back.

Duo rose to his knees and reached behind him to search underneath the dish towel on the nightstand. He smiled seductively at Heero as he withdrew a small bottle. \"This is called \'Body Heat,\' Heero. It\'s your favorite flavor, too: wild cherry.\" Duo leaned back, his head against the headboard, his knees bent, cradling his ass against pillows. \"Oh, and it says here that it\'s also a warming lotion. Tmeanmeans that rubbing makes it heat up. I think we should see if it works, don\'t you?\"

\"Heero nodded, barely able to voice a low \"Uh huh.\" His left hand had moved from his navel to his shorts, one finger sliding under the waistband. His right hand continued to stroke his balls.

Duo flipped the cap on the bottle of Cherry-Flavored Body Heat and put it to his nose. \"Nice,\" he said, licking his lips. He turned the bottle to one side, letting a few drops of the liquid ease onto his fingers. He put the middle finger of his hand in his mouth and sucked.

\"Mmm, tastes good, too.\" Duo moved the bottle to his chest and dribbled some of the massage oil onto his nipples. He put the bottle back on the nightstand and moved both hands to massage his chest.

\"Oooh, lover, this is so nice,\" Duo\'s voice dripped with lust as he spoke. \"Don\'t you wanna come and help me rub this in? I don\'t know if I\'ll be able to get to every spot without your help.\"

Heero moaned.

\"Okay, I guess I\'ll have to do the best I can on my own.\" Duo took the bottle and turned it up, letting a drop fall onto the head of his cock. The liquid beaded on his black briefs for a moment, then soaked through. Duo kneaded the tip of his penis through his briefs. \"Not enough, is it? Better add some more.\" He moved the bottle closer and squeezed. The oil flowed freely, soaking the front of his briefs.

\"Damn, lover, but this is heaven. Almost as good as your hands on me.\" Duo capped the bottle and put both hands on his briefs. He rubbed his cock back and forth. He leaned to one side and slid his left leg out from underneath his ass, his right leg following suit. Duo settled against the headboard and the pillows, massaging his hard cock up and down through his underwear.

\"This is getting in the way, lover. Mind if I take it off?\"

Heero licked his lips, barely able to mumble \"Uh-uh.\"

Duo slid his fingers into his briefs and pulled them down to his knees. He raised his legs in the air and slipped the briefs off over his feet. His cock was long and hard, wet with his own juice, warm with the massage oil. Duo lay back against the pillows and played with himself, caressing and stroking.

Heero slipped his hands into his nylon shorts. He raised his hips off of the chair a little and pulled the shorts down to his knees, revealing that he was wearing nothing underneath. Settling back into the chair, Heero pushed the shorts over his knees, letting them fall to his ankles. He pulled his tee-shirt up, revealing the golden skin of his belly. He grabbed his cock, and slowly slid his hand up and down, trying to hold back, to make the moment last as long as possible.

Duo smiled at Heero, knowing how much his lover was enjoying this. He moaned a few times, continuing to pleasure himself. He enjoyed watching Heero touch himself as much as his lover seemed to be enjoying his little show. Duo stopped touching himself.

\"I have a surprise for you, love.\" Duo reached for the dishtowel on the nightstand, throwing it to the floor, revealing three objects there: a silver-toned vibrator, the head curved just a bit to make it easier to reach his prostate; a six-inch flesh-colored dildo made from a cast of Johan Paulik\'s cock; [1] and a string of bright purple anal beads.

\"What\'ll it be? You tell me what I should use on myself.\"

Heero continued to pump his cock slowly with one hand, his other hand reaching between his legs. \"Beads,\" he managed to say.

\"Ooooh, I /love/ the beads, love, and I\'ll love using them for you.\" Duo the the length of flexible plastic and held it up. Ten beads in all, five about a half-inch across, five smaller ones three-eighths of an inch across. He reached for the cherry oil and poured a generous amount into the palm of his hand, then returning the bottle to the nightstand. Duo slid the beads through his hand, rubbing the oil into the beads. He put the beads in his other hand, and with the first hand, wet with cherry oil, he prepped himself, moaning as he did. He dragged the s acs across his balls as he pushed one, two, three fingers inside himself.

The beads went to Duo\'s entrance and with both hands, he slid the first bead on thee small end of the string into his ass.

\"Unnnh, Heero, that feels so good!\"

Heero had two fingers inside himself, using his own precum as lube.

Duo slid another bead in, and then another. He was lying on his back on the bed now, having slipped down off the pillows. Duo slowly moved the three beads in and out of his ass, groaning with pleasure as he did it.

Heero\'s hips began to rock.

Duo\'s eyes closed.

The anal beads slid in and out of Duo, and suddenly Duo forced the string hard against his entrance. All five of the small beads slid into him, and he shouted. \"Ahhh!\" Duo pushed again, and one of the bigger beads slipped inside. He began to twist the string, moving it around inside his channel.

Duo pushed himself up against the headboard again, propping on pillows. One pillow he put in front of him, between his legs, against the four larger beads sticking out of his ass. He took his cock in his oil-slick hand and began to pump himself. As he did, he pushed the pillow between his legs with his heels, nudging the beads against his sensitive insides.

Heero pulled his fingers from his ass and grabbed his cock, unable to hold back any longer. Before his was his long-haired lover sprawled on the bed before him, anal beads sticking out of his ass, his hair spread over his shoulders and down his chest. Some of Duo\'s hair was caught in his hand, providinick ick friction as he pumped himself. His feet pushed the anal beads gently against his ass.

Duo sped up.

Heero sped up.

Both boys moaned, grunted, groaned.

The music had stopped, but no one noticed. The bedroom was bathed in the sound of slick flesh sliding through hot hands.

Heero came first, spurting his hot, sticky seed all over his belly Duo Duo followed soon after, crying out Heero\'s name as he shot sperm into the air. The long-haired boy jerked forward in pleasure, his abs spasming as his cock throbbed uncontrollably.

The only sound in the room was soft panting from both Heero and Duo.

\"I hope you liked my little show, Heero,\" Duo purred from the bed.

Heero sat by the dresser, languidly licking come from his fingers.

\"Should\'a asked you for this a long time ago, Duo.\"

\"Well, that\'s aou hou had to do, is ask. I love making you feel good, even if it means I don\'t get to touch you.\"

\"Oh, you\'ll get to touch me, love. I\'ll see to that.\" Heero smiled, sated with lust.

\"Oh, Heero, look at the mess I\'ve made. Cherry massage oil and come, all over the place, even in my hair.\"

\"Well, I guess we\'ll just have to clean that up, huh?\"

\"But how?\" Duo pouted, poking his lower lip out in mock innocence.

\"Head for the shower, love. I think I know just what to do.\"

\"Rowr!\"

Owari

[1] Yes, he\'s not just Heero\'s favorite gay porn star; he\'s for real, and cute enough to play Trowa Barton. Google him and see what you think!