Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ A Picture is Worth a Thousand ***** ❯ Size Trumps All ( Chapter 2 )

Gundam Wing Hentai

Side Story 3: A Picture is Worth a Thousand Fucks

Chapter 2: Size Trumps All

 

 

 

 

Heero Yuy is a short boy. When his class has to line up by height, he's always the first, even in front of most girls. But, Heero is also only sixteen and he has plenty of time to catch up with the rest of the boys, there's plenty of time to grow. And, there are more ways to accomplish size than mere height.

“See, down here you're plenty big!” Duo Maxwell teased as he stroked Heero's cock, pressing him against the wall. Even on his knees, Duo's head almost reached Heero's chest. Duo Maxwell, unlike Heero, stands out, even in a crowd of diverse teenagers. He isn't outrageous or loud or loves to grab attention, it is in fact the opposite. No one knows why, but he has always been quiet and unassuming.

Duo wrapped his lips around Heero's ample cock and moved up and down on him, wetting the member as he sucked on him. No one at school knew that the two were dating, let alone their sexual relationship at school. With the exception of a deep blush on his cheeks and the little content moans that he was making, Duo appeared expressionless as he went down on his boyfriend. Duo did nothing to draw attention to himself, coasting through life as a mere shadow, yet he still drew the attention of all around him. Why? It could be because of his wide, oddly colored violet eyes. It could also be because of his chestnut braided hair that reaches his knees, but it is probably because of the fact that, at the tender growing age of sixteen, he is already six feet tall.

This momentous fact was made clear as Duo stood, licking his lips with a dry smirk, he towered over his lover and slid his pants and boxers off of his long, strong legs. Unlike some boys who are unhappy with themselves before they reached puberty, Duo had never asked for height or to stand out. But, puberty can be cruel at times and by age thirteen, it was clear that Duo would always overwhelm his classmates. As a child, he had always been small and had been bullied quite a lot for it, even by his sister, Relena, who was nine years older than him. As he had started to grow, he had thought that everything would change, that maybe people would stop basing what they thought of him on what he looked like, that just because he was small, that he wasn't a weakling. However, nothing had changed, really. He knew that people talked about him behind his back. It wasn't the direct bullying that he had known, but now it was worth. He never knew who he could trust. People seemed to think that he was strange and dangerous because of how tall he was and he was sick of it. It wasn't worth trying to make friends and showing people how he felt, how vulnerable he was, only led to more pain. So, he had just stopped showing how he felt and hoped that he would stop getting noticed. But, all that had changed when he had met Heero. Sure, they were plenty different, but they loved each other and Heero hadn't judged him by anything, wanting to make his own opinions. So, in these moments with Heero, he felt that he could, little by little, let down his barriers, though it still wasn't easy for him after years of hiding. It was easier during sex, with just the two of them, the feeling of seeing a part of Heero that no one had ever seen before just like Heero was seeing an intimate part of him and knowing that they were making each other feel good.

So, as he put his hands on the ground and raised his ass into the air, he was smiling.

“I'm ready,” he said and Heero's gaze was hot as he was treated to the view of Duo's soft globes and firm balls. Heero swallowed, feeling his member twitch in anticipation. Duo smiled at him from over his glasses. Heero pressed himself against him and realized the only real dilemma of their relationship…
“Um… Duo… I can't reach.”

 

Heero walked home from work with his tail between his legs. He had never been so ashamed in his whole life. This wasn't the first time that his height had been a problem where Duo was concerned, but it never ceased to make him feel embarrassed. Duo said it wasn't really a problem, but of course it was! What kind of boyfriend couldn't make love in all positions because of his height? It was terrible! Why the hell did he have to be so short? Duo had left so quiet and Heero knew that when Duo was that quiet, he was usually angry. Maybe this was a sign that they weren't meant to be.

With a heavy heart, Heero walked home, only to find that Duo, dressed in his non uniform attire of a black t-shirt and tight jeans, was waiting for him in front of his house. Heero paused to think how sexy Duo looked out of uniform and that he had never actually seen him out of school before. As Heero approached him, his head hung in shame, Duo sighed.

“Come here,” he growled, putting Heero in a strong headlock that Duo had to bend down for so he didn't end up lifting him off of the ground.

“Duo?” Heero mumbled into his arm, smelling Duo's scent deeply.

“Just come here,” Duo said, dragging Heero into his house, using the keys in Heero's pocket to open the door. Heero blushed and prayed thanks that his parents were off visiting his mother's sister for the next couple of days.

“Ow, that hurts,” Heero whined as Duo dragged him up the stairs. It was late at night and the lights of his bedroom were nearly blinding.

“Sit down,” Duo said as he shoved Heero onto his bed. Duo took the time to look around at Heero's bedroom, the soft bed with the green comforter, cream colored walls filled with photos of himself and Heero and various places around town, and the camera and laptop sitting on Heero's desk. The place screamed `Heero' and Duo found the room to be very comforting. Heero paled as he looked into Duo's intense stare. He was a bit scary when he was focused like this. Suddenly, Duo grabbed Heero's face and kissed him. Duo's breath was hot in his mouth and his tongue was slick, his flavor sharp. Heero closed his eyes. He felt like he could get lost forever in Duo's large hands and soft touch.

Duo released him and looked down at him.

“Do you not like getting kissed from above?” he asked, “I mean, I can't change the fact that I'm tall and you're short. I have to bend down just to kiss you. When we do it from behind, my legs end up aching. When we do 69, I get a crick in my neck. I can't even kiss you when you're fucking me.”

Heero blushed and looked away, realizing that all of that was true and feeling inadequet. Duo shouldn't have to put up with all that stuff, he thought, it wasn't fair to him…

Duo pushed his glasses up his nose.

“But none of that stuff is important.”

Heero's head shot up and he saw that Duo's expression was soft and filled with love. That made his heart pound, remembering that he was the only one to ever see that expression.

“Take off your clothes,” Duo ordered. Heero wanted to protest, to bring up all the reasons why they were ill suited for each other, but couldn't. He knew that someone like Duo could do so much better, but the thought of the beautiful boy with anyone else, made it hurt so much inside. So, instead of arguing, he stripped, watching with wide, interested eyes as Duo did the same. No matter how many times they did this, Heero would never get used to it and that was a wonderful ting.

“I want to have sex with you, not someone else. Not someone taller, just you, Heero,” Duo said, dropping his boxers on Heero's desk chair.

“I want to have sex, not because I'm a slut, but because it's you. I don't care about being kissed from above or being fucked from behind, I'm not that shallow. Sex… as long as its with you, nothing else matters.”

Duo shoved Heero against the bed and loomed over him. He cried out as Heero reared up and lapped at one of his nipples. Warmth started to spread through his chest as Heero suckled him, his fingers teasing the other. He reached behind him, his long arms able to reach Heero's length with ease and he pumped him, loving the feeling of the silken heat and slick precum in his palm. He grabbed at Heero's hair, pulling him away from his chest and kissed, swirling his tongue against Heero's as they explored each other. He kneeled above Heero, his bare feet digging into the bed.

“My cock is hard,” Duo said with a teasing smirk, “can't you see that I want you?” He turned around, facing the wall and lowered himself onto Heero's cock.

“I know that you want me, so stop being so stubborn.”

Heero gasped as his dick was suddenly immersed in wonderful, tight heat and he rose into his lover with a jerk of his hips.

“Oh, god…” he cried as Duo's inner muscles squeezed him. Duo balanced himself with both hands on either side of Heero's legs, gripping the sheets of the bed, and slid up and down on the blue eyed boy's twitching length. Heero grabbed Duo's hips and thrust in and out of him, his body taking complete control and he surrendered himself to the feeling of tight, silken muscle and the sound of Duo's cries. It felt too good, the steady rhythm, and Heero felt himself spill inside of Duo. He cried out, letting go of any hesitance as he knew that only Duo could hear him this time. Duo lifted himself off of him, looking down with a smirk as Heero started to get hard again. It was a regular occurrence, Heero couldn't control himself, but he never left him unsatisfied. He felt his lover's cum dripping out of him and he turned, facing Heero once more.

“Your turn,” he cooed, lying back onto the pillows. He lifted up his leg and spread his sphincter wide open to show Heero how much he had stretched him. Heero lie on top of him and thrust back inside. Duo gasped, gripping the sheets again. In this position, Heero could only reach the taller boy's chest, so instead of kissing him, he lapped and teased at his nipple, stroking the other with his fingers as he thrust into him. Duo screamed as he felt Heero pound his sweet spot, his chest tingling with Heero's attentions and feeling his orgasm approaching. Duo's long legs wrapped around Heero, holding him close as Duo exploded over their stomachs. Heero panted, giving one more thrust, and coming again inside of Duo, collapsing against him, too tired and happy to pull out.

Duo sighed happily, giving Heero's shrinking cock one more squeeze. He felt Heero finally pull out of him and hand him some tissues. Duo sat up, cleaning himself, his mind fuzzed from his orgasm.

“See? Size is irrelevant,” he pointed out, “either way, you get the job done. Besides, you might not be getting any taller, but you're cock has grown.”

“It has?!” Heero sputtered. Duo laughed

So, in the end, size does matter, but `size' is different for every boy, isn't it?

 

End Chapter 2