Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Gundam Wing Hentai ❯ Home Life ( Chapter 48 )

Gundam Wing Hentai

Chapter 48: Home Life

 

Warnings: Incest, PWP, OOC, AU, little bit of angst.

Pairings: past 3x2, 3x4, 1x2

Summary: After finding out that his husband has cheated on him, Duo moves in with his older sister and discovers that his nephew has a crush on him.

 

 

He should have known the second his hand was on the doorknob, Duo told himself, so why was it such a shock? Why was he here sitting on the sidewalk crying his eyes out when it should have been obvious from the start? Even if he had loved Trowa, he should have seen the signs, he shouldn't have trusted him! It was his own fault, really. But, he didn't want to think like that. He didn't want to think about how he had come home early from the garage and had seen his husband of five years in bed with a blonde stranger, naked and twisted around in passion. He didn't want to think about the shocked look on Trowa's face or the sound of his voice as his green eyed love cried out his name as he ran out of their house. Well, it was Trowa's house, now, he sure as hell wasn't going back there! Duo shuddered, not caring about the looks that he was getting as he sobbed into his arms as they wrapped around his knees. Wearing Trowa's sweatshirt, which was too big on him, a pair of dirty jeans, and his house keys clutched in his hand so tightly that he was cutting up his hand, he looked pathetic, but he didn't care. He had nothing on him, not even his cell phone, and he didn't have money to call a cab. As he started to pull himself together, he realized that he needed to get off the sidewalk or Trowa was going to find him soon. The green eyed man was always so tenacious, but Duo didn't want to see him ever again. He knew that the second that he saw those kind emerald eyes, he would just go back with him without question and he couldn't do that. He could forgive Trowa for falling out of love with him or being dispassionate, but if he was so goddamn miserable, he could have just asked for a divorce! Neither of them had a problem with it. No, he would never forgive his husband for inviting a stranger into their home and fucking him on their bed. But they had too much history together and Duo knew that if Trowa asked for him back, those memories would get tangled up with his common sense. He loved his husband, but living with him, with the knowledge of his infidelity and the constant fear of betrayal would be too painful. He couldn't be in a relationship with a man that he couldn't trust. With fifty cents in his pocket and only the keys in his hand and the clothes on his back, he knew that there was only one place that he could go to hide from his husband.

 

 

The last thing that Une Maxwell had expected at seven o'clock at night was her little brother knocking on her door in tears. She was the oldest of four kids, three girls and a boy, and she and Duo had always been close despite their age difference. Their mother had been ecstatic that at least two of their children had been happily married, though at first she hadn't been so happy that Duo was married to a guy, but they had known that he was gay since high school, so she had gotten over her dreams of violet eyed grandchildren fairly quickly. Well, after Duo's ramblings, Une didn't think that their mother would have two married children for much longer. She was annoyed at having her family being interrupted by her brother at the same time that her motherly instincts spiked at seeing someone younger than her in so much turmoil. So, she lent Duo some of her son's clothes and showed him to the shower, knowing that the hot water would make him feel a little bit better. It was a horrible thing to think, but she was angry at Trowa, not for breaking her little brother's heart, but for messing up her perfect little family. She had no idea where her wayward brother fit in with her husband, the senator, and her seventeen year old son, but she didn't like how they had been uprooted like this. She didn't blame Duo, she blamed his husband and she would do her duty as a woman and a sister to help him get his feet up from under him, but she still didn't like this at all. As she talked with her husband, Treize, about Duo staying with them, she had hoped that he would put his foot down, but if there was one thing that could be said about Duo, he made an impression, even when he was wearing ugly, baggy clothes and his eyes were red from crying. With one look at her little brother's broken expression, she knew that Treize was going to let him stay. It was her son, Heero's expression that bothered her. He had watched the other boy walk into the bathroom with a strange look she had never seen, half glare, half intense curiosity. Shortly after that, he had locked himself in his room and refused to come out. She would never claim to know what went on in the head of teenage boys, but it seemed that Heero didn't like this stranger in his home even more than she did and she wasn't sure that she liked that, either.

 

 

Duo had been staying with his sister and her family for a whole week now and still nothing had been resolved. He knew that he should just call his lawyer and get the divorce over with, but he was too scared of seeing Trowa again, and too weak to close that final door on their relationship. So, here he was in the guest bedroom in his boxers getting dressed for the day despite the fact that he didn't have anything to do. He had gone back to work after three days and Trowa had come looking for him, but after he had told his boss what had happened, Trowa was no longer allowed at the garage and had been threatened with a restraining order if he kept stalking Duo at work. If there was one thing that Duo's boss couldn't stand, it was something distracting his employees. Work was about the only thing that was keeping him from breaking down at this point. He had nothing else he could do, but in days like this, days when he had no work, it was torture, just sitting around and thinking. He had offered to clean the house for Une, but she also had her day off today and wasn't about to sit around doing nothing, either. There were places he could go, museums, theaters, but he was too scared to step outside. If Trowa had found him at work, what was to stop him from finding him at the movies or anywhere else he went? Hell, what if Trowa really was stalking him? He knew that Trowa knew where he was, he had called him six times since he had come here and it seemed the only thing that kept him from showing up was Treize's threats of getting the police involved. Treize was wonderfully understandable about Duo's problems and seemed furious at his husband for what he did. He was even more protective than his sister and mother were! Speaking of his sister, she was a completely other story from her husband.

As Duo slipped on a pair of jeans, the phone rang and Heero walked past the open door. He saw Duo standing there with no shirt on and his hair down and his blue eyes widened. Heero was so cute, Duo thought. He hadn't seen his nephew since he was a little kid and there was only ten years between them, but now Heero seemed like a completely different person. Sure, he was seventeen, but Duo still couldn't believe how changed he was. He was much more reserved than he had been as a kid. He didn't seem to like him here, either. He remembered how happy Heero had been when he had visited when he was younger, but now he treated him like an intruder in their home and that hurt. He felt like he had when he had caught Trowa cheating on him, he tried so hard to be friends with Heero, but he clearly hated him. Sure enough, Heero's eyes narrowed sharply and he glared and him and stormed off. Duo sighed. It probably wasn't a good thing, how hard he tried to meet Heero's approval, his feelings for his nephew were a lot like the feelings he had had for Trowa when they had first met, and that was just wrong. Still, he couldn't help but feel attracted to Heero. He was so much like how Trowa used to be, strong, independent, silent, and undeniably handsome.

`Looks like I'm not welcome here,' Duo thought glumly. He quickly braided his hair and pulled on a black t-shirt. He ran into the kitchen as the phone started to ring again. This had to stop! Every ring was like a spike through his heart and it wasn't fair to his sister, either. Une had answered the phone this time instead.

“Stop calling here!” she snapped, “Both you and that other boy should just give up! Fine, I'll tell him when he gets back. Ok, ok, goodbye!” she slammed the phone back onto the hook and turned to look at Duo with an exasperated expression.

“There's just no helping you, is there?”

“His lover has been calling here, too?” Duo asked. Une tossed her long hair over her shoulder.

“Yes, some boy named Quatre. He sounds very sweet.”

Duo sat on the floor, wrapping his arms around his knees as he took in this information. He knew that Trowa had been calling, but that… that boy as well? How dare they?! Heero entered the kitchen and sat down with a glass of Coke, listening to his mother and uncle's conversation.

“Just forgive them!” Une said desperately. Heero looked at his mother in shock.

“They sound very sorry for what they did,” Une tried to convince him. Duo felt tears prick at his eyes but refused to let them fall.

“He might sound sorry, but he isn't. He's only sorry that he got caught. I've overlooked so much,” Duo murmured. Heero looked at him, his eyes sad.

“When we were together, he was so distant. When we made love, he could never look me in the eye, like he was imagining that I was someone else and I guess he was! Life isn't perfect, sister, so stop trying to make things better! You can't fix this and I'm not going to go back with that bastard just because you want things to stay the same!” Duo yelled. Duo shifted as he sat and Heero's blue eyes followed the lines of the tight jeans on the longhaired man's thighs as he spread his legs slightly. Duo looked away from his sister as her face paled. He looked at Heero, who noticed him looking and the blue eyed teen looked away with a blush of shame. Duo looked at him with a small smile. Now, what was that about?

 

 

Duo lay awake that night, unable to sleep. He couldn't help but think of what his sister had said and how Heero had been looking at him. He would never go back home to Trowa, he knew that. Hell, if that boy, Quatre, was calling, that meant that he was still involved and he would always be in Duo's life if he got back with Trowa. He decided right then that first thing tomorrow he was going to call their lawyer and finish this. If Trowa really loved this boy, then Duo would give him this one last gift. Maybe one day he could look his soon to be ex-husband in the eyes as a friend. Then, there was Heero. What was that look in his eye? It was so weird. It wasn't hate that was sure, so what was it? Duo growled. There was no way he was going to sleep any time soon. He rolled off his bed and decided to take a walk around the house. Hopefully, if he walked around a little, he would start to feel tired and his mind would settle. As he left his room, he noticed that someone else was awake at this hour. There was a light on in Heero's room and Duo went to it like a moth to a flame.

“Heero, are you still awake?” he asked as he opened the door. Heero was sitting at his desk, looking at his empty computer screen. Heero followed him out of the corner of his eyes as Duo walked in and sat on his bed. The older boy was wearing a basketball t-shirt and white underwear that wrapped around him like a second skin and literally nothing else. Heero swallowed as Duo sat with legs spread and Heero realized that if he looked hard enough, he could see anything. He looked away hastily. That beautiful boy, on his bed, in that position… it was like he was just asking to be jumped… but he was his uncle, it was wrong, wasn't it? A crush when he was a little kid was one thing, but this was lust, maybe even love. He was sure it wasn't normal to want to fuck your uncle anymore than it was normal to want to beat up his husband for causing him so much pain… but it was so strong.

“Am I bothering you?” Duo asked, his head cocked to the side. His long braid slid over his shoulder and curled up in his lap. Heero swallowed again. His hands itched to touch that silken hair.

“No,” Heero managed to say. He was blown away when Duo smiled brightly.

“Wow, you finally said something to me,” Duo said in awe. Heero blushed as he realized that he had been here for a week and he really hadn't said anything to Duo.

“I don't think that I'm going to be heading home anytime soon,” Duo admitted, “and I don't want to cause your family any problems. I understand, it must be hard having someone like me just barge in and I know that it would annoy me, but I really wish we could be friends. Remember when you were little? I used to come by all the time back then and we got along pretty well.”

Heero nodded distantly, his eyes fixed on Duo's long, slender legs. Duo smirked as he realized just where Heero had been looking.

“Do you want to see me naked?”

Heero flinched at Duo's bold words. No, he had tried so hard to keep his attraction a secret! He shuddered at the thought of answering Duo's question and his imagination at what Duo would look like without those annoying clothes. It was so tempting.

“Yes, I would,” Heero said hesitantly. Was this a trick? Would Duo tell his mother that he was attracted to him or was Duo really interested as well? He knew that his uncle was gay, but he was married to an older man, surely he wouldn't be attracted to a little kid like him.

“Then come here.”

Heero was still hesitant. He had Duo's permission, so why couldn't he move? Duo smiled at him and Heero felt something hot blossom in him.

“I won't bite, I promise.”

Heero stood shakily and kneeled in front of Duo.

“I'll show you, but you can't tell your mom, ok?”

Heero nodded frantically. A chance to do what he had been fantasizing about since Duo had shown up a week ago, of course he would do anything to see it come true! And it wasn't like he was forcing Duo in any way. With shaky fingers, Heero grabbed the strap of Duo's underwear and peeled it over his legs, placing the material gently on the ground. His eyes became fixed on what he had unveiled. It was beautiful, Duo was beautiful. He was seventeen years old, but he had never done something like this before. Duo was definitely male and didn't have anything different than what Heero had, but it still mesmerized Heero, Duo's soft skin and curves and he wanted to touch every inch of it. Duo blushed darkly as Heero looked at his private places intently. When Heero placed his hands on his buttocks and spread them gently, he thought that he would combust with heat and embarrassment. But, Heero didn't laugh or poke fun at him, he looked just as fragile as Duo felt right now, so when Heero's fingers probed at his skin to stretch his hole, he didn't try to move away.

Heero smiled lightly as he saw Duo's cock twitch and start to harden at his touch. His inner skin was silky and his fingers urged to touch more and more of him. Duo moaned as Heero caressed his delicate skin and his fingers stretched him as they delved inside. It felt so good, heat began to rise inside of him. He wanted Heero's fingers to go all the way inside, but controlled his urges and just let the younger boy explore him. He had forgotten how powerful this felt, to have someone's complete, undivided attention. How sad was that? He hadn't even realized how bad things had gotten in his relationship, how wrong things were between him and Trowa. He had forgotten what love was supposed to feel like. He wasn't so sure that Heero loved him, but he was sure that what Trowa had felt for him hadn't come close to this.

`All this time, he didn't hate me, he was attracted to me. He wanted to fuck me. Have I gotten so disconnected with my own relationship with Trowa that I'd forgotten what that look was supposed to be?' Duo thought, biting his lip as Heero's other hand stroked the underside of his sac. Duo's toes curled in pleasure and he had to fight against the urge to thrust against that warm hand.

“Does it feel good?” Heero teased Duo as he saw the pinched look on his soon to be lover's face. Duo nodded.

“Please, don't stop touching me,” he begged breathlessly. He gasped as Heero plunged his fingers all the way into Duo's channel and his other hand wrapped around the base of his cock. Duo's thighs trembled with need.

“Feels good…”

Heero felt some newfound power fill him. He had never been involved sexually with anyone, but he, like any other seventeen year old male, had watched enough porn to know what to do. Still, knowing that he was making Duo feel good gave him the courage to see what he could do. He moved his hand slowly up and down Duo's cock, loving how soft and hard the flesh felt at the same time. Duo tossed his head back and moaned. Trowa hadn't touched him like that in so long… the green eyed man had seldom given him blowjobs or hand jobs though Duo had done plenty for him. Now that he thought about it, for the past year their sexual encounters had been pretty one sided. Heero's fingers made a scissoring motion inside of him until Duo was stretched. His warm hand pumped at Duo's cock and his fingers caressed his sack. Duo cried out as pleasure filled him and thick semen exploded from him.

Duo collapsed onto the bed, panting as he tried to catch his breath again. Heero watched him curiously, his hand covered in Duo's cum. He noted with perverse interest at how Duo's hole had clenched tightly during orgasm, but was loose again now. His dick had become flaccid and Heero caressed the soft skin. Duo squeezed his eyes shut and moaned, his cock twitching to life again despite himself. He had never felt like this before. He had never recovered so quickly with Trowa, but just the thought of Heero touching him while his nerves were on fire from his climax made him feel aroused all over again. He stared at Heero with slit eyes. There was a deep blush on the boy's face as he watched Duo's thighs shake and his body shudder in the aftermath. He looked so beautiful like that, curious and eager. Best of all, he was looking at him, not through him. He laid on the pillows and spread his legs wide. Heero swallowed eagerly. Duo spread his cheeks with his hands.

“Please, come inside me,” he begged. Heero nodded, unable to find his voice as his uncle presented himself to him. He placed his hands on Duo's thighs, pushing his legs back until his knees were touching the back and his ass was high in the air. Duo heard Heero unzip his pants and gasped as the fat head of his impressive dick pressed against his slightly stretched entrance.

“Heero…” he murmured, feeling the length start to slide inside of his body, “it's going inside…” his words were broken by a loud cry as Heero's cock thrust all the way inside of him and brushed against his prostrate. Pure pleasure set his body on fire and he had to bite his lip to keep from screaming. He heard Heero's moans above him as the blue eyed boy tried to keep quiet, despite all the new sensations his body was feeling, his member buried in Duo's heat. His uncle looked so beautiful, his face flushed, his eyes clouded in passion, his hair coming loose and spilling all over his bed in long strands, and how tight his body was getting as he pulled out only a little bit and slowly slid back in, rubbing against that spot that made his back arch and his muscles tense.

“Fuck, Heero…” Duo could barely find his voice as his nerves burned with each tiny movement of Heero's cock. His hands clutched uselessly at the bed sheets as Heero started to thrust slowly inside of his body, making his mind go blank of any rational thought.

“Ahh, you're in so deep,” the violet eyed boy moaned, thrusting his hips upward to meet Heero's movements. Heero squeezed his eyes shut and let his body move on its own. Duo couldn't remember the last time he had been driven so crazy by intercourse and just letting go and let another person do this to him felt so good. He somehow managed to look up at Heero and almost cried in relief when he saw that the boy's eyes were open and looking at him, right at him, as he fucked him. Heero thrust in and out of Duo's slender body wildly, loving the feeling of his soft muscles tightening on him and caressing him as much as Duo loved the feeling of his hot length driving through him. Heero's cock was slick with his precum and Duo's sweat and his thrusts were easy and not painful, even as Duo's ass continued to clench him. He drove into the silken heat over and over again, gripping at Duo's thighs and hips, pushing him flush against his body.

Heero finally came inside of Duo, filling his butt with his cum. Duo cried out as Heero continued thrusting until he couldn't hold back anymore and he came for the second time, his seed splattering against his stomach and shirt that had pushed up when Heero had been fucking him. Heero fell on him, completely spent, wrapping his arms around Duo's shaking body and holding him close. Duo closed his eyes and concentrated on his breathing. He had just been fucked by his older sister's kid, but he felt better than he had in years.

“You won't leave, will you?” Heero asked sleepily, out of breath. Duo smiled and nuzzled Heero's neck.

“How could I possibly leave now?” he murmured happily, realizing that, for the first time since he had caught his husband in bed with another man, he hadn't been thinking about Trowa.

 

 

“Are you ever going home?” Une demanded as she watched her little brother read the newspaper at her table. It had been months now and he showed no sign of getting back together with Trowa or even looking for a new place. Her son's back went rigid as he opened the refrigerator for a soda.

“I think I might move in here,” Duo said, “the garage is only a few minutes away and I can tutor Heero during my spare time.

“That sounds like a good idea, Duo,” Treize piped up as he poured himself some coffee. Une glared at her husband, but from behind her back, Heero smiled.

 

 

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