Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Gundam Wing Hentai ❯ Captured ( Chapter 2 )

Captured

 

Gundam Wing Hentai Story #2

 

Summary: Duo is a detective and Quatre is his partner. After a mission goes bad, can Quatre save his partner?

Warnings: Prostitution, NCS, AU, OOC, Heero bastardization (all in good fun), bondage, gang rape, PWP, voyeurism, Zechs bastardization

Pairings: OCx2, 1x2, 3x2, 6x2

“Stop it!” Quatre cried out as the man licked at his balls. They had tied his legs together and his arms together.

“Shut up!” The man threatened him with a knife.

“Hold it right there!” A rich voice yelled. Quatre turned to see him partner, Duo, standing in the door way. He sighed in relief. He and Duo were special detectives. They were trying to bust this prostitution ring. The plan was that Quatre was to infiltrate it, but him getting raped was not part of that plan. Fortunately, his partner always had a habit of arriving in the nick of time.

“Who the hell are you?!” One of the men roared. Duo sprung forward and gave a swiping kick to the man's head, knocking him out.

“Damn bitch!” Another man cried. Duo made quick work of the other two men.

“Fucking pigs!” He muttered, giving the one that had molested Quatre an extra kick. No one messed with his partner, especially not some pervert lowlifes!

“You ok?” Duo asked as he untied Quatre.

“Yeah,” he murmured, keeping in character, not wanting their target to know he was a cop until they were arrested. Duo heard a click from behind him and whipped out his gun, pointing it at the man now pointing a gun at him.

“Bitch, you a cop?!” Duo whipped out his badge.

“I'm Detective Duo Maxwell! And you are Heero Yuy, I've been looking for you!” The man, his face covered his cloak, laughed.

“Heero Yuy, I'm putting you under arrest for the crimes of assault, abduction, rape, and prostitution!” Duo stated, “throw down your gun and lower your hood!” Heero did so, revealing that he was wearing a gas mask. Duo had a look of shock before collapsing to the ground. He glared up at Heero, coughing.

“Nerve gas,” he gasped.

“Don't worry, you just won't be able to move for awhile,” Heero said.

“Now, Detective Maxwell, how did you find out about this place? Tell me,” Heero demanded. Duo simply glared. Heero removed his mask and smiled cruelly.

“What a troublesome little boy you are. I guess we'll have to ask your body instead.” Duo stared at him, confused by the odd comment.

 

 

Duo cried out as the stick smacked his side again. The bastards had tied his hands together over his head and he was now suspended from the ceiling. Heero watched in amusement as his men hit Duo, partially because Heero told them to, partially in revenge for knocking them out.

“Say it, bitch,” one of the men ordered.

“I'm not going to say a word!” Duo yelled as the stick was slammed into his chest.

“He's pretty good looking,” Heero mused, “I think I'll test him out.” Heero ripped open Duo's shirt and cut off his pants, exposing him.

“Stop it!” Duo yelled. Heero chuckled in amusement.

“You have a very nice body,” Heero said as he thrust his fingers into Duo's anus. “You could bring in a lot of money for us.” Heero grabbed Duo's nipples and twisted them harshly. Duo moaned at the twin sensations of pain and pleasure. He gripped his hips and plunged into Duo's tight channel.

“Suck on it!” One of the man commanded as he shoved his erection into Duo's face and pinched his nose shut. When Duo tried to gasp for air, he thrust his length into Duo's mouth.

`Why is this happening to me?!' Duo thought as his body rocked against Heero's rutting. `This is so humiliating!' He thought as his body betrayed him and he came hard. As Duo's walls constricted on Heero's thick erection, he came into his pleasant heat. The man fucking Duo's mouth came as well, still pinching his nose, forcing him to swallow his load. Suddenly, Heero felt very weak.

“What…?” He fell to the ground. “Gas!”

“That would be me,” Quatre giggled, gas mask covering his face.

“You!” Heero snarled.

“Quatre Winner, at your service!” Quatre chirped happily, “I'm Duo's partner!”

“So… careless…,” Heero murmured as he passed out.

“QUATRE!” Duo yelled.

“Oh, Duo, good work!”

“Why didn't you save me sooner?!”

“I was waiting for the right moment!”

“WHAT?!”

 

 

 

Duo blew on the steaming cup of ramen he held in his hands. Grasping chopsticks, he gathered a bunch of noodles and slurped them into his mouth loudly.

“Could you stop doing that?!” Quatre growled, his hands tightening on the police car's steering wheel. Duo looked at him innocently.

“But I'm hungry!”

“Just do it more quietly!”

“Attention all units! Attention all units!” A frantic voice came from the radio, “bank robbery in progress! Armed men inside with hostages! Repeat, code 411 red, located at Main Century Bank on Elm, repeat…” Duo grinned.

“Let's roll!”

 

 

“We have you completely surrounded! Release the hostages and come out with your hands up!” A shot rang out through the barrage of police cars, shattering the siren on top of one of the cars. A police officer behind it swore and duck for cover.

“You take us for idiots?!” A deep voice came from the bank, “if you want these people to live, we want an escape route ready, car, and enough food to last us the trip!” The supplies came quickly, though Commissioner Une regretted having to give in to the petty thugs she didn't want any deaths on her hands.

“We have the supplies!” She called out.

“Send a young man to bring them it!” The robber ordered.

“What do we do, Commissioner?” One of her men asked.

“I'll go inside,” Une's head shot up to see Duo and Quatre. She lifted up the yellow police tape for them.

“Maxwell, Winner.” Duo nodded at her.

“If all goes well, I can help out from inside,” Une sighed, not wanting to sacrifice her best detective.

“Come on?! Hurry it up!” The man yelled from the bank.

“Sit the fuck still!” Duo yelled, firing shots at the bank. Officers gaped at him as the men inside the bank yelled in surprise. Une sighed again.

“Please don't make them more agitated, Detective Maxwell.”

“Damn pigs,” Duo muttered. Quatre just grinned, handing him a can of root beer.

“Relax Duo, drink this,” Duo gladly accepted it, thirsty from the cup of ramen. Une handed him the supplies and Duo walked towards the bank.

“Stop where you are!” The man holding the shotgun ordered. Duo did so. “Take off all of your clothes!” Duo balked at him. “We don't want you to bring anything in here, now hurry up!” The man's ice blue eyes burned into Duo's. Duo growled, but did as he was told knowing there was no way around it. He peeled off his jacket, shirt, and pants, aware of his fellow officers eyes on him until he was wearing nothing but a skimpy pair of red underwear. Duo swore, his face flushed in embarrassment.

 

“That was a pretty nice strip show you put on for us, Detective,” the blue-eyed man said as Duo stood in front of him in the bank. He brushed his white-blond hair aside. Duo realized that he was pretty attractive, but in this circumstance his gaze just made him feel dirty.

“All of your fellow officers were staring at your hot body,” Zechs leered, “I bet they'll all be jerking off to it later tonight. Now,” he opened a container of food, “you'll have to be our food taster.” Duo took a bite of the food, looking around and absorbing every little detail he could.

`Four hostages…'

“Don't look around so much!” Zechs snapped, “Go stand with the others!” Zechs and the other robbers attacked the food with gusto.

“Hey,” Duo whispered to a bank teller that was standing next to him. He had green eyes and a fall of cinnamon hair over one eye, he was not nearly as scared as the others, but still seemed very nervous about his situation. “I know it's tough,” Duo murmured, “they'll send someone to save us soon.” Trowa nodded at him. This just wasn't his day, but at least he had a hot, nearly naked detective inches from him, that was some consolation. Duo glanced at Zechs, noticing that he had put down his shotgun when he had started eating.

`Now's my chance!' He ran over to the gun and grabbed it, aiming it at Zechs head.

“Don't move! Put your hands behind your head and face the wall!” Zechs smirked at him.

“Move and I'll shoot!” One of the other men ripped open his jacket. Duo froze, a chill going up his spine. Around the man's waist was a belt of dynamite.

“You shoot me and everyone in this building dies. Do you really want that, detective?!” Duo growled, handing over the gun to Zechs. Zechs licked its long shaft.

“Naughty boy, you shouldn't be handling such a dangerous thing. I think I need to teach you a lesson. Come over here!” Duo shook his head. Zechs grabbed him by his long hair and forced him on all fours on the lounge sofa. He ripped his hair tie off and unraveled his braid.

“Let me go! Stop it!”

“Shut up and hold still!” Zechs pressed the muzzle of the shot gun against Duo's underwear, shoving it against his hole. Duo winced at the feeling of hard metal.

“If you move too much, the gun might go off, we don't want that to happen, do we? Now, let's take off your panties,” Zechs used the muzzle to pull down the red underwear, exposing Duo's tight entrance and balls. He ripped them from his legs and tossed the ruined garment behind him. Zechs grinned as he stared at Duo's naked hole and genitals.

“This is a pretty nice view! Look, everyone's staring at your sweet ass! Now then,” Zechs quickly stripped and held out his already hard cock in front of him, nudging it against Duo's anus.

“Stop it!” Duo cried futilely. Zechs shoved forward, his balls rubbing against Duo's. Duo made a strangled sound, a noise between a scream of pain and a moan of pleasure as the head of Zechs penis slammed into his prostrate and his thick cock massaged his inner tissues as he thrust hard and fast, in and out. Duo cried, tears running down his cheeks because of the pain of being fucked without any preparation, though Zechs' uncircumcised cock(1) kept him from bleeding, it still hurt, as well as tears of humiliation from being raped in front of all those people. In spite of himself, he found himself automatically growing hard from the stimulation of an erect penis rocking against his prostrate. Zechs grinned and grasped his cock in his fist, pumping it and relishing in Duo's moans, sounding strangled as he tried to regain control of his body.

“You're pretty hard for cop, I think your slutty instincts are taking over from the way your ass is tightening around my cock! I bet you're just a whore starving for a good cock!”

“How dare you!” However, Duo's indignant statement ended in a loud cry as Zechs thrust even harder and faster into his channel.

“Your body tells the truth no matter how hard you try to deny it,” Zechs murmured, swiping his tongue against Duo's neck, he bit his shoulder, then sucked hard on the bite. Duo moaned, incredibly turned on by the rough treatment and his sexual shame.

“Hey, you!” Zechs called out to Trowa who was futilely trying not to watch, but his vision was constantly being called back by the sounds Duo was making.

“Come over here and lower your pants!” Zechs ordered him. Trowa simply gaped. “Just do as I tell you,” Trowa did, not wanting to get shot by the crazy man. Duo watched, dazed, as Trowa's cock, half hard from watching his rape, stood in front of him.

“Take it in your mouth,” Zechs ordered him, “do it or he dies,” Zechs pointed the muzzle of the shotgun at Trowa's head. Duo obeyed, closing his mouth over thick head.

`I can't believe I'm doing this…,' Duo thought, his blush deepening as Trowa moaned.

“I'm so sorry, Detective!” Trowa apologized, Duo smiled reassuringly around his cock. He licked the tip lightly, popping it out of his mouth to lick the entire length. Zechs resumed his thrusts, forcing Duo to take Trowa's entire penis deep into his throat. Trowa groaned his approval. Consumed by his passion, Trowa forgot everything else and grabbed at Duo's head, thrusting in and out of the warm cavern of his mouth.

`This is so humiliating!' Duo thought, even as Duo's erection throbbed in response to being fucked at both ends.

“Look at how hard he is for you!” Zechs jeered, squeezing his captive's balls, rolling them around in his large hand. Duo moaned around Trowa's shaft. Zechs laughed cruelly.

“You're making some really nice sounds there, Detective. Such a sexy body,” Zechs grabbed Duo's arms and pulled them back, raising Duo's body so he was on his knees and rutted into him. Duo screamed, the vibrations on his cock making Trowa cry out as well.

“We're going to keep fucking you, so cry out all you want!” Trowa exploded suddenly into Duo's throat. Duo had no choice but to swallow it or he would choke. He gasped, releasing Trowa.

“S-stop!” He cried as Zechs released his arms and gripped his hips, his thumbs digging into his buttocks and his thrusts hit his prostrate with incredible force. Duo squeezed his eyes shut, overwhelmed, the taste of Trowa making him even harder.

“Ah, I'm coming!” Duo moaned. Zechs groaned with him.

“Me, too,” he murmured, speeding up his thrusts and his hand on Duo's penis. As Zechs ejaculated with Duo, he pulled off, his seed shooting partially into his channel and partially against Duo's balls. Duo fell limp, covered in Trowa, Zechs, and his own semen.

 

“Attention!” Une called out, “your car is ready! Release the hostages! What the hell is happening in there,” she muttered.

“Don't worry,” Quatre grinned, “it'll all work out.”

“How can you stay so calm?!” Une snapped, “What if something happens to the hostages?! To Maxwell?!”

“They're coming out,” a cop told her.

“Here are the hostages as promised, we'll be taking this one with us, though!” Zechs yelled, coming out, a lighter in hand. The four other men came out, carrying a naked Duo by his arms and spread legs, three sticks of dynamite had been shoved into his anus, stretching wide. Everyone gaped at the sight.

“Well,” Quatre said innocently, “at least I think it'll work out…”

 

 

The police station was madhouse, especially with Une barking orders left and right. However, no one blamed her testiness, what with Duo being taken hostage by a bunch of no good thugs that had basically disappeared.

“Haven't you found them yet?!” Une snapped for what seemed like the hundredth time. “Where could they have gone with Detective Maxwell?!” Une swore.

“N… none of the patrols are reporting any vehicles matching their description, ma'am!” Une ground her teeth together.

`He's a talented detective… We can't afford to lose him!'

“With all the major roads blocked there shouldn't be anywhere for them to hide!” Une started to yell again, “they're criminal with 50,000 dollars! Our pride is on the line here, got that?!”

“Calm down, Commissioner,” Quatre said cheerily.

“HOW DO EXPECT ME TO CALM DOWN IN A SITUATION LIKE THIS?!” Une roared.

 

 

 

At the criminal's hide out…

 

“Guess we got away clean.”

“Yeah, bet they never suspected that we'd have a hideout in the city.”

“That's too bad for you, detective,” Zechs sneered, watching as Duo's sweat-soaked, naked body shook on the floor. He ran a hand against Duo's flushed cheek, laughing as he jerked away from him.

“Heh, he's got goosebumps.”

“Some people get goosebumps and start sweating when they're in withdrawal,” Zechs looked up sharply at the familiar voice.

“Wufei!” Wufei smirked, leaning down to look Duo in eye.

`Wufei… where have I heard that name before?' Duo thought, the drugs they had been pumping into him made his head too foggy. He was jerked from his thoughts as Wufei injected another cocktail into his arm. Duo thrashed against him, shaking even harder as Wufei brushed his hair away from his face. The drugs were making him hyper sensitive and made it hard for him to think and move.

“Who is he?” Wufei asked Zechs.

“He's a detective who barged in during the heist.”

“Hmm, too bad. But that's what happens when you mess with the White Snake.” Duo froze. Now he remembered where he had heard the name Wufei! Chang Wufei was the name of the leader of the White Snake, an Asian cartel wit hthe biggest heroin and cocaine smuggling operation in all of Asia.

`I'd never thought that someone like him would be behind a bank heist.' Wufei grabbed Duo's nipples, pinching them hard. Duo cried out, his body flooding with pleasurable heat.

“You have a very nice body, detective, and I'm sure the drugs are making you feel really good.”

“No,” Duo gasped out, ashamed at his body's reaction, “please, just kill me.”

 

Meanwhile…

 

 

“It's no good,” Une sighed angrily. “We still can't find him.”

“Commissioner,” Quatre said, “would you give me a raise if I found them?” Une blinked at him in confusion.

 

 

Duo cried out as Wufei dug his fingers into his anus.

“Stop it!” He begged. Wufei withdrew his fingers, licking them.

“Are you sure you want us to stop? Just look at how hard you are.” Wufei pumped Duo's hard erection. Duo tossed his head back, his eyes screwed shut. He jerked against the men holding down his arms.

“I think your body is feeling mighty good right now.” Wufei inserted his fingers back into Duo's hole.

“All men are alike when it comes to this.” Zechs rubbed at Duo's nipples, licking his lips at the look on Duo's face.

“Are your nipples sensitive? What a slutty boy,” Zechs teased him.

`I wish they would just kill me already! This is so humiliating!' Wufei flipped him over onto his knees. He grabbed Duo's ass and plunged into him. As Duo opened his mouth to scream, Zechs thrust his cock into his throat. Zechs groaned loudly, grasping Duo's loose hair and fucking his mouth.

`I can't even think anymore!' Duo surrendered to the feelings invading his body. His hand clutched at Zechs' pants. Wufei reached around and grasped Duo's penis, pumping hard. Duo came hard, his throat tightening on Zechs' cock. Zechs lasted two more thrusts before he came into Duo's throat. Duo swallowed his load greedily and popped his softening member from his mouth. Duo arched up his back and moaned sweetly as Wufei rubbed against his inner walls. As Zechs recovered, Duo's hand slipped from Zechs' black pants.

“My ass feels so good!” Duo cried. Wufei grinned.

“Now for the climax…” Wufei cocked his gun. Zechs sighed. He didn't want to kill the boy, he had been a great lay, but now that Wufei was here, they didn't need a hostage anymore. Wufei withdrew and flipped Duo over. He stared in shock at Duo's grinning face as the brunette cocked Zechs' gun, shoving against Wufei's forehead.

“I'm not a slut,” Duo snarled, “and you're the ones who are fucked!” The door suddenly burst open and cops spilled into the room

“Everyone, freeze!” Une commanded. Wufei growled, but wisely said nothing. Quatre grinned at them, throwing Duo a pair of jeans.

“You're all under arrest for grand robbery, rape, attempted murder, and drug trafficking!”

 

 

Quatre helped Duo's shaking body into their car, wrapping his jacket around his partner's body.

“We'll get you to the hospital first thing, don't worry.” Duo smiled at him.

“Quat, how did you-,”

“Maxwell, good job!” Une patted him on the shoulder and walked off with some other officers.

“How did you find me?” Duo asked perplexed. Quatre grinned evilly.

“I put a small tracking device in the root beer you drank!”

“What?!”

“Revenge is sweet.”

“Let me get this straight, I annoyed you with slurping ramen so you had me ingest a transmitter?!”

“Yep! And Une gave me a raise!”

“… I hate you.”