Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Violence plus Sex equals Love ❯ Chapter 3 ( Chapter 4 )

Violence + Sex = Love

 

Chapter 3: Sex, Simple, Not So Pure

 

Duo, once he was fairly sure no one was in the locker room, stripped and stepped into the large, communal shower. He let his hair down, and once he had lathered his shampoo into it so nearly his whole body was covered in the suds, he just stood under the hot water and, tilting his head back, enjoyed himself. Sure, the orphanage had plenty of hot water, but with over fifty kids, you could only spend a little while in the bathroom. His eyes shut so he wouldn't get soap in them, his hands reached down to his aching cock. He had never really masturbated at all because he had never been sexually aroused by anyone around him. He knew he liked guys, but he hadn't met anyone he ached for like he ached for Heero. Suddenly, there was a larger hand on his, stopping him from jacking off and another against his mouth.

“Don't scream,” Duo recognized Heero's deep voice right away. In his blissful state, he had not heard the door open or close or even lock. Duo struggled against his capture automatically, though he was secretly enjoying Heero's naked body pressed against his. Heero drew his hand away, but Duo didn't scream. He discovered that he didn't want anyone to find him, even as the rest of him wanted to get away, didn't want to be raped. Yet, he yearned for this kind of violent contact. He hated violence, but he wanted someone to take his control. Someone he loved. He didn't know Heero enough to love him, but he did lust after him. Violence given consensually was different, so much different than what his dad had done to him.

“You going to scream?” Quatre spoke for the first time. He grabbed Duo's wrists and forced him to the floor, his bare back against the cool tiles. Unlike Heero, Quatre was still clothed in his gym uniform. He guessed that the blonde didn't care about getting them wet.

“Let me go,” Duo snapped, not liking being surrounded by them like this. He didn't care how hard up he was, he wasn't going to be anyone's bitch. If he was going to be fucked, it was going to be on his terms! That was when he saw the jump rope dangling from Quatre's hands. “No…,” he murmured. He tried to punch the blonde as he came near him, but Heero grabbed his wrists and held him still. Quatre tied his hands to the water temperature knob, which was so high that it almost lifted Duo's body off the ground. Duo pulled at his bonds, but it was no use, he couldn't get free. Quatre straddled him and ran his tongue against Duo's nipples.

“No, stop…,” Duo cried pathetically, his cries sounding dumb even to him. His cock was now totally hard from being bound and Quatre's hot tongue on him. Then he felt Heero lick his cock and his cries turned from denial to pleasure. His whole world became focused solely on the twins' tongues on his heated flesh. As he came explosively into Heero's throat, he became ashamed. Not because he had come because of a guy, but because he had come so quickly. Heero laughed and stroked his shrinking member. As though he had never ejaculated, his cock started to rise again.

“Do you masturbate, Duo?” Duo shook his head vehemently.

“Poor, little boy,” Quatre cooed. Heero licked the head of Duo's crotch, earning him another cry for his effort. Quatre rolled off of him so he could watch his brother bring Duo to full staff again.

“Please stop,” Duo begged again, tears trailing down his face, indiscernible from the water from the shower. “This is so wrong!” He gasped as he felt Heero's hand on him, pumping hard. He came for the second time, this time on his stomach.

“Sweety, there's nothing wrong with this,” Quatre tsked, “though you are awfully dirty.” He grabbed the shampoo bottle and poured some into his hands before handing it to Heero to do the same. Then their hands were on him, all over him, washing away the sweat and semen and covering his body with the suds. He nearly screamed as he felt Heero's finger force itself into his ass and fucked him with it. Heero's tongue poked itself a bit out of his mouth.

“A virgin, huh? Sweet…,” he swiped his tongue against Duo's neck. Quatre untied his hands from the faucet, but kept them bound together. Just when Duo thought he could fight himself free, he was slung over Heero's shoulder and thrown onto a bench. His hands were tied to one end. The bench wasn't as long as him, so his ass ended up hanging off the other end as his straddled legs were tied to the legs of the bench. Duo once again tried to break free, but his struggles were only laughed at. He bit his lip as Quatre fit an empty ball cylinder over his cock and fixed it there with a rubber band over his balls so he would have constant friction against the plastic, but be unable to cum.

He let out a scream as Heero thrust two of his fingers, covered in lube, inside of him. He saw Quatre approach Heero with one of the smaller, bowling pin-shaped batons the gymnastics team used. He sobbed when he realized what they had in mind.

“Stop, stop!” He cried to no avail. Heero added two more fingers and Duo felt like he was splitting. Still, he had seen Heero's cock and realized that he would need to be stretched a lot if Heero really wanted to fuck him. He felt another throb of shame at the fact that his cock was reacting to the idea of the Japanese boy deep inside of him, pounding him…

He let out another scream as Heero started to force the fat end of the baton into his stretched hole. Against his will, his hips started to move with the wooden instrument. Heero laughed and placed a hand on the small of his slender back.

“Holy shit, you're really feeling it, huh?” Duo moaned as the baton hit something deep inside of him that sent shock waves of pleasurable heat through his entire body, but especially his ass and cock. His nose bumped into Quatre's cock as he freed it from his gym shorts. Duo didn't need to be told what to do. He licked and lapped at the hard organ, his satisfied cries mingling with Quatre's.

“He's ready,” Heero said and Quatre pulled out. Duo groaned in frustration at the loss of his treat and the baton as Heero pulled it out. He needed to be fucked and he needed it now!

He cried out in a very strange mixture of pain and pleasure as Quatre's hand spanked him. Quatre smirked.

“Well, isn't that interesting? Heero, I think we may have found a pain slut!” Duo didn't care about the embarrassing slur at all as Quatre continued to spank him as he entered him swiftly. Finally, his ass was full again, and with a cock! He cried in joy, his need being fulfilled. Heero stroked his hair lovingly as his entire being was filled with such a mixture of pain and pleasure that he couldn't even figure out which was which. Quatre was pounding so hard into him, he thought he was going to be shaken loose of his bindings, but he really didn't care about running away anymore. He had never felt this good in his whole life!

So, it was a huge disappointment when Quatre finished and left him. As a parting gift, Quatre licked up his semen as it leaked out, concerned at the little bit of blood that was there. But, the boy was a virgin and he didn't seem to be in much pain. He fucked him with his tongue, taking away the blood as well, and licked a trail up his reddened butt cheek, nipping him lightly. But, Duo wasn't lonely for long as Heero thrust into him and Quatre started to undo the restraints on his cock. Heero was much different than Quatre. He was slow and gently at first, building Duo up and up until he was screaming even louder than before. Then, he was pounding away as hard and fast as he could, enjoying the younger boy's heat, still tight despite how much they had stretched him. Duo came harder than he had before, but didn't care. He just kept enjoying Heero's length inside of him. Heero must have, as well, because even when he came, he kept thrusting shallowly into him, letting Duo's spasming anal muscles to milk him before he withdrew. Duo, completely exhausted, blacked out.

 

Heero untied Duo and gently cradled him in his arms. He could feel his own semen pooling out of him and onto his leg, but thought that it was rather erotic. He experimentally stuck his finger into Duo's stretched passage; it was very, very hot and slick with cum. Duo moaned a little and his flaccid cock twitched.

“We need to work on your stamina, little one,” Heero said affectionately, patting his loose, wet hair. He had only known the boy for one day, but he felt a strange attachment to him. If the boy hadn't been so wiped out, Heero would have gladly fucked him more. But for now, he would let him sleep.

“Well,” Quatre asked, “what do you think?” Heero smiled, still looking at Duo's face, slack in sleep.

“He's perfect,” he murmured.

 

 

End Chapter 3

 

 

Holy shit, it's been three years, but I finally got through the first parts of this fic! I never thought so many people liked this thing, but I got so many reviews begging for another chapter. This is all because of you guys! No, really, I wasn't planning on working on it until I had finished Death, but you guys bullied me into it. Don't worry, there's a bit more of this fic. But, right now I need to take a cold shower…