Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ A Lesson in Discipline ❯ A Team Effort ( Chapter 2 )
A Team Effort by Kaialicious
Disclaimer: Gundam Wing and the characters of Gundam Wing are not of my creation. I use the characters for the sole purpose of profit less entertainment.
Warning: This story contains obscene language, rape, and YAOI. It is not intended for under aged readers.
Author's Note: This story is the sequel to A Lesson in Discipline. One reviewer thought that A Lesson in Discipline was not finished, so I reluctantly made another one. Please rate and review. ^_^
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Duo entered the living quarters and kicked his shoes off. He tossed his hat on to the couch. Quatre's indefinite suspension from Gundam missions had left a void that the other team members had to fill. The battle against enemy forces was getting hectic without the fifth young pilot to help even the odds out. The higher ups were getting angry at Quatre's sudden acts of mercy. They were considering letting him go. They figured that he was too much of a liability for the team. At the meeting, Duo had done his best to argue in his lover's defense, sighting temporary stress as a source of Quatre's poor performance.
"The focus here is the war. We can't afford to keep a Gundam pilot who cannot handle his own emotions," Dr. J had quarreled. "We will allow Quatre back on full duty only if something is done about his so called temporary stress."
The other pilots had been present at the meeting as well. Heero had been remotely silent. After they were dismissed, Heero had pulled them all aside and talked to Duo about helping to wean Quatre off his pacifist state. Heero's strategy seemed harsh, but Duo did not protest it. Heero was their leader. He knew what was best for the team. Duo agreed on the plan and watched as the other three pilots left to handle their separate missions. Duo was thankfully not on assignment. He had gone home to be with Quatre and to give him the council's news.
"Quatre, I'm back," he announced loudly, seeing that the blond pilot was not in the living room.
Duo went to the kitchen and fixed himself something to eat. When he had taken care of his hunger, he was about to go take a bath when he spotted Quatre waiting for him in the living room.
The little Gundam pilot was naked.
Duo stared at the slender blond. He was of a delicate build. Every time they made love, Duo wondered how it was possible that such a fragile body could stand up to his punishing strokes.
"Quatre, Dr. J…he said that you're off suspension."
Quatre seemed not to have heard him. He walked towards Duo. He was offering his body to him.
Ever since the longhaired Duo had shown interest in him, Quatre had been obsessed with trying to please his precocious lover.
He dropped down on his knees before him.
"Quatre, what are you doing?" Duo asked.
Quatre squatted back on his heels and looked up at the brown haired Duo. "We're alone Duo. You can do with me whatever you want."
Duo stared down at him and smiled. The small pilot loved to have sex. "Can I now?"
Quatre nodded and returned his smile.
Duo stepped forward and cupped Quatre's head in his hands. He brushed the front of his crotch against Quatre's lips. Quatre lashed his tongue out at the tent that was forming in his pants.
"How much do you want this, Quatre?" Duo asked him.
Quatre unzipped Duo's pants and cupped the straining bulge in his hand. It was heavy. He pulled down Duo's pants and peeled back his cotton underwear. Duo's cock sprang free from its confinement. It was thick and hard. Quatre instantly jammed the impressive member into his mouth. He bobbed his head up and down Duo's shaft energetically. He craved the tasty length.
Duo moaned.
Quatre slid his lover's cock in all the way down to its base. Duo arched his back and thrust his hips forward. He dug his fingers into Quatre's hair and clenched on to the pale, blond locks. He ravaged Quatre's mouth, stretching the pilot's lips. Quatre compressed his cheeks, sucking in every bit of him that he could. He placed his hands on Duo's flanks, helping him thrust into his orifice. The scent of Duo filled his lungs. He thought that perhaps after they had made love they would share a bath together. The thought disappeared as Duo's cock jerked. A groan from the chestnut haired pilot announced his impending climax. Quatre squeezed Duo's flanks and sucked lustily as he erupted. A thick load of Duo's juices coated his tongue. Quatre ate it up hungrily. He swallowed the last of Duo's cum and licked his lips. He loved the taste of him. He wanted more. He was about to take Duo's cock back into his mouth when the door opened.
"Hey, guys," Duo said, "it's about time that you got here. He's almost drained the life out of me."
"Hmmm," Wufei stepped up to the shocked blond and licked at a drop of cum on Quatre's chin.
"W-What are you all doing here?" Quatre asked.
"The lesson continues," Heero told him. "This time, it's a team effort."
Quatre gasped. They could not be serious. Each of them intended to discipline him! No, he could not allow them to go through with it. He looked to Trowa for help. Surely, the kindhearted Trowa would not resort to such a cruel tactic.
"Trowa," he sent a pleading look at the light brown haired Gundam pilot, but the pilot had already started to undress.
"Trowa!" Quatre paled.
"You let one of us down, you let all of us down," Trowa told him.
Quatre could not believe what was happening to him. He looked at the zero one pilot and trembled. Heero, he thought, Heero did this. Duo had a hand in this betrayal as well.
"How could you?" Quatre asked his lover.
Deceitful Duo smiled and said, "Relax, you know that you want it."
Quatre shook his head, "No!"
"Shut up," Heero told him. "If you were opposed to this, you would have gotten away from us by now."
Quatre's face reddened.
Wufei laughed. "The little bastard is addicted to fucking. He can't get enough of it."
Tears clouded Quatre's eyes.
"How can you be a Gundam pilot when you are so weak?" Wufei added.
"I say lets toughen him up some," Duo suggested.
"Great idea," Heero agreed. Heero removed his black tank top and ordered, "Hold him."
Quatre gasped as Wufei and Trowa roughly pulled him to his feet and threw him on to the sturdy coffee table. Duo pinned down his shoulders while Trowa and Wufei lifted and parted Quatre's legs.
"Duo, please, don't let them do this!"
"Shhh…" Duo silenced his cries and kissed him. "You'll love it."
"No!"
"Do you want me to shove something into your mouth to keep you quiet, Quatre, like the last time?" Heero questioned him.
Quatre could not answer him. He was in shock. This isn't happening, he kept repeating in his head.
Heero noticed the glassy look in his eyes and struck him hard across his face. "Snap out of it."
Quatre blinked once, twice and focused in earnest on the zero one pilot. Heero Yui had been the first person ever to make him react this way. He had a commanding presence about him that made Quatre want to cower at his feet. It was a strange thing, this love and hate relationship between them. Quatre was still puzzled over the concept. How could he hate and yet want Heero at the same time?
He took one look at Heero's slender body and became as hard as a rock.
"Look at that," Wufei nodded towards Quatre's erection. "I told you."
The others laughed at his obvious arousal. Quatre squirmed in an attempt to hide his swollen member, but the position that Trowa and Wufei held him in completely exposed his nether regions to everyone in the room. Quatre thought that he was going to die of shame.
"Little bishounen," Trowa muttered in appreciation of Quatre's delicate, and agile body. The brown haired pilot was already nibbling the soft skin on Quatre's left knee and thigh.
Quatre shivered as Trowa's tongue glided over his flesh. He was being so tender with him while the others were so rough. Trowa's kindness was what made the scenario bearable.
As if sensing the blonde's calm, Heero pulled a small tube of lubricant from his pocket. Quatre saw it and instantly trembled. Trowa leaned forward and kissed Quatre on his lips. He dipped his tongue inside of the blonde's mouth and coaxed his own tongue into motion. At the same time, Quatre could feel Heero's lubricated fingers touching his bottom.
Wufei watched with interest as Heero prepped Quatre's rear. The tiny, pink rosette stretched tautly around two of Heero's fingers. Wufei held up Quatre's right leg with one hand. Using his other, he slowly moved it up and down Quatre's cock. Quatre moaned into Trowa's mouth. Duo and Wufei exchanged smiles.
Heero had finished lubricating Quatre. He removed his pants and underwear, freeing his prominent penis. Quatre's gaze seemed to fasten on Heero's length. Heero slid his thumb over the glistening head of his cock. Quatre followed the movement as if mesmerized.
Trowa licked his lips. He too had sampled Heero's endowment a time or two in the past. He was every bit as good as Quatre thought he was.
Heero stepped forward, his cock at the ready. He gave Wufei and Trowa a quick nod. Wufei and Trowa easily lifted Quatre's legs until his hips were raised off the coffee table. This position enabled Quatre's shy bud to be more accessible for Heero.
The blonde's breath hitched as Heero entered him without hesitation. The familiarity of his fullness allowed Quatre to relax his inner muscles and to accept Heero's girth.
He sighed as all of Heero's length was finally inside of him. He used his already tight sheath to clasp on to Heero's staff. Heero grinned and rewarded him with a hard thrust. Quatre let out a cry. Duo sealed his lover's mouth with his own.
Trowa and Wufei's hands caressed the back of Quatre's thighs. Quatre sucked Duo's tongue into his mouth. Heero's plunges became as fierce as the zero one pilot him self. Quatre's entire body moved with each thrust.
"H-Heero," he breathed against Duo's lips.
Wufei bit into Quatre's calf. The young blond gasped at the feel of his teeth on his sensitive skin. That coupled with the light slapping of Heero's sac against his cheeks made the small pilot explode. His cum oozed over Wufei's unrelenting fist. It trickled on to Quatre's stomach. Duo reached over him to rub the creamy, warm secretion into his skin. Quatre panted heavily. His face was flushed with pleasure.
Wufei licked his lips and released the blonde's leg. He straddled the narrow coffee table, his cock hanging over the blonde's mouth, and began kissing Heero. Heero darted his tongue into his mouth, exploring the depths of his oral opening.
Duo bit into the black haired pilot's left flank, then licked at the tiny bruise that he'd made. He parted his comrade's small cheeks and flicked his tongue against the tiny, tan colored bud. Duo's cock ached to get inside of the pilot. The prospect of fucking him while he stood over Quatre appealed to him.
Duo wet his fingers in his mouth and quickly lubricated Wufei. The dark haired pilot barely uttered a sound as Duo prepped him, and then just as quickly entered him. Duo gritted his teeth and pounded into him, squeezing the dark haired pilot's buttocks as he rammed him.
Quatre watched all of this in awe. He wondered how Wufei could take all of Duo without crying out in pain. Duo was almost as well endowed, as Heero was, and from what Quatre could see, Wufei's opening was very small. Quatre held new respect for the Zen like pilot. He took the China man's appendage into his mouth and greedily devoured it. Wufei in turn continued to stroke Quatre's flaccid cock determined to bring him back to life.
Trowa persisted in holding up Quatre's left leg. Quatre had not forgotten him. The sex ravenous blond managed to find Trowa's burgeoning shaft with his hand. He pumped his fist up and down Trowa's solid stem.
"B-Bishounen…" Trowa whispered lustily.
Quatre released Wufei's cock for a moment to turn his desire filled stare towards sweet Trowa. "I want to feel you inside me Trowa," he told him.
Trowa's gaze trembled with emotion. He could not speak. His face reddened. He gave Quatre a nod. He would gladly give little Quatre what he wanted.
Above delicate Quatre, Wufei lustily moved his hips over Duo's burrowing cock. His martial arts training paid off in helping him blank out the pain that accompanied the pleasure that Duo's cock produced in his tight passage. Quatre's soft mouth on his member also helped to dim the hurt.
Heero pulled away from Wufei's lips and grunted as his cock twitched. He spilled his seed into Quatre's taut rear and clenched his teeth to keep from crying out. He loved the feel of Quatre's firm backside.
When Quatre's behavior in battle had become an issue, Heero had jumped at the opportunity to use sexual discipline as a tool to level him out. It was the only thing that the young pilot seemed to understand.
Heero removed his cock and watched as the blond pilot's pink sphincter twitched. His cum seeped from the shuddering hole. He was tempted to lap up the thick juices, but Trowa was already beside him, eager to get into the hot depths of their little friend. Heero stepped out of his way and looked on as Trowa gently penetrated Quatre. Trowa let out a sigh of bliss.
Heero knew what he was feeling. Disciplining Quatre was as hard on the discipliner as it was on the young blonde's body. Heero decided that it was time for him to have a little talk with his fellow pilot.
He walked around the coffee table and knelt down beside Quatre's head. The young pilot's eyes were close. He was gorging himself on Wufei's cock, the greedy thing. Heero leaned forward and whispered into his ear, "You love doing this, don't you? Well, you can have this whenever you want. All you have to do is make the team proud. Do not foul up any more missions, Quatre. Do as you are ordered and you can have us. No more sympathizing with the enemy, do you understand?"
Quatre freed Wufei's length to mutter, "Yes, Heero."
"Good," Heero kissed his forehead. "If you let us down, I will kill you."
Quatre shook his head. "I-I won't let you down, Heero."
"I'm glad to hear that, Quatre." He kissed the blonde's lips and tasted Wufei's precum on his tongue. He gleaned the thick nectar from the younger man's attractive mouth and playfully nipped his lower lip.
"Don't disappoint me."
"I- I…" Quatre trailed off as Trowa's moderate thrusts rubbed against his prostate, setting off another passel of orgasmic sensations inside of him. He came so hard that he blacked out for a moment. When he came to, Trowa had already found his release and was sitting on the couch with Heero, watching Wufei and Duo struggle to reach their gratification.
Quatre was sore, but pleasantly sated. He looked at Heero and Trowa and smiled at them. Trowa returned his smile, but Heero remained as expressionless as ever. Quatre knew that it was hard for him to show any feelings. He accepted Heero's blank stare and listened as Wufei moaned in rapture. Quatre seized his cock between his lips. The China man stiffened. Quatre sucked on him hard. Wufei's cock spewed loads of sticky semen into his mouth. Quatre avariciously swallowed the gelatinous bulk.
Duo watched his lover's covetous actions. It spurred him into climax. He plunged into Wufei with one great thrust and filled him with his seed. Wufei collapsed on to Quatre. Duo removed his wet organ from Wufei and crumpled to the floor. "That was," he panted, "intense." He had never imagined that helping out Quatre would have produced such an enjoyable event. He hoped that his little lover would do as he was told so that they could both enjoy future experiences with the team.
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The team's intervention had paid off. Quatre was performing better during his missions. Dr. J was astounded by the sudden change in the youngest pilot and questioned Heero about it.
"He realized that he had a lot to lose," Heero answered cryptically.
Dr. J reasoned that the zero one pilot had probably threatened young Quatre into compliance. Whatever he had done, the council had no complaints. The Gundam team was up and running and the war was finally turning in their favor. If the team kept up their efforts, perhaps the war would soon be brought to an end, and they all would be able to enjoy their lives in peace.
The End
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