Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Violence plus Sex equals Love ❯ Chapter 7 ( Chapter 8 )

Violence + Sex = Love

 

Chapter 7: Sweets to the Sweet

 

Duo fidgeted in his seat, his hands clenched in his lap. He had to keep reminding himself to school his face away from the overwhelmed, blissful expression it kept going to. Quatre and Heero's smirks whenever he squirmed or so much as twitched wasn't helping much. The vibrations against his walls wasn't so much helping keep his mind off the slight cramping in his stomach as adding to the stress of it. It wouldn't be so bad if he wasn't surrounded by classmates who had no idea what was going on. He watched them as they simply took down notes and doodled as the teacher droned on and on… he almost wished that his school life could be so boring and normal, but then another jolt of pleasure would go through him and he would forget all about that wish. In between class was the worst. As he walked through the hallways to his next class, the vibrator would jolt against him and he would find himself flinch or, his worst reaction yet, gasp. If that wasn't bad enough, people kept coming up to him and asking if he was okay, which usually resulted in him growling or snapping at them. People like them didn't understand. That's what bothered him the most. If he told anyone what was going on, they would try to `help cure him.' Most people didn't understand that, just because something felt really, really good, didn't mean that it was evil. He loved Heero and even Quatre to a lesser extent. He loved the way their touches made them feel. He was not a pervert; he just liked being loved in this way. He liked screaming in pleasure for them. So, fuck them all. It was his life and his decision. Though, there were one person's questions that almost made him laugh. His art teacher, Ms. Po, whom he deeply loved, had focused all her attention on him throughout the period. Po was a strange woman. She had a very beautiful face, but a masculine personality. She dominated the room as she moved from student to student, critiquing their artwork. Some called her cruel as her comments were very realistic, even for a high school class. But, Duo liked her, even if he couldn't figure her out. Probably because Duo was actually good at art, though he hated it when Po looked at his art, simply because she got a little too close when she did so. It was actually because of Quatre that he finally found out.

 

*****

 

“She's a faker,” Quatre said around a French fry. They were sitting at lunch with Heero, all three in a table of their own. The rest of the school was wary of the twins and rightfully so, which meant that they generally left Duo alone as well. Duo didn't really mind, it wasn't like he had made friends with anyone else.

“A what?” Duo questioned. He had learned lately that there were a lot of things; mostly sexual, that the twins knew that he had never even heard of.

“A faker. Someone with attributes of different sexual orientations but is not bisexual. Sally likes to dominate men. You know, complete with a strap-on and the whole deal. She likes you so much because you're feminine enough that she becomes instantly horny whenever you're in the same room as you.” Quatre sneered, “if you want me to set her straight,” he purred, “just say the word, me amore.” Duo blushed.

“No, it's fine, I can take care of myself.” Quatre laughed, “I'm sure you can!”

 

 

 

That was then and now Duo could definitely see that Quatre was right, there was something seriously off about the art teacher. Still, she was a teacher and, thankfully for Duo who considered having sex with woman up there with having all of his teeth pulled without Novocain, she would never do anything sexual with one of her students. Still, that day in art class was… creepy. He had been drawing when he had accidentally switched positions on his stool and the vibrator hit a particularly sensitive spot inside him and he shuddered, hard. Po was instantly by his side, concerned. He tried to talk her down when her demeanor changed. He immediately remembered a show on the Animal Planet that he had seen with a bunch of younger orphans. On the show, they had talked about pheromones and how animals always knew when another animal was in heat. As soon as she had gotten close, Sally sniffed at him and she leaned in close. Suddenly, her hand was on his shoulder, her nails dug into him, and her breasts were pressed against his back. She appeared to be looking at what he had been sketching, but Duo felt like she was trying to mold herself to him. Duo shuddered.

Quatre and Heero glared at the teacher. How dare she rub up against what was theirs like that?! They didn't care that Duo didn't want to do anything about her. The boy was so kind, but sometimes things needed to be done. Heero's glare turned even more furious as he saw Duo pale at Po's hitting on him. He had never really thought about Duo's sexual orientation before. The boy reacted to them that were all. He didn't seem to act sexually in any way towards anyone else. But, seeing him react so negatively to the presence of a woman, Heero now firmly believed that Duo was gay. Seeing this, Heero felt a particularly strong burst of protective instincts towards his lover. That was something else, he had never really thought of his other prey as lovers before, but then again, a lot of things had been changing lately since they had started fucking Duo.

After Art, things returned to normal with Duo having strange reactions that only the twins understood. The class that he had the most trouble in, of course, was gym. Heero and Quatre were pleasantly surprised to see that Duo had adjusted the remote control that was strapped to him higher up on his leg to account for the gym shorts. Quatre smirked.

“What a good little pet he's turned out to be, huh?” Heero nodded enthusiastically. Quatre raised one golden eyebrow at him.

“You like him, don't you? I mean, really like him.” Heero nodded.

“I think so. At least, I've never felt like this before about anyone else. Not even Trowa and we've been best friends ever since.” Quatre sighed.

“I know that it makes no difference to you, but I approve. He's cute and obedient, but he's not a robot. I think he follows us so well because he has feelings for you, too. You know that, don't you? That he likes you.”

“Yeah,” Heero said. Quatre grinned.

“Good, then we won't have to have any chick flick moments (1).” Heero snorted. Heero's belief that he was in love with the slight boy was further confirmed when Duo fell. They were playing volleyball, a sport that Duo hated because he wasn't very tall and their sadistic gym teacher kept putting him up front for spikes that he couldn't reach. So, it was a catch-22 when Duo actually managed to spike the damn ball but the movement had slammed the vibrator against him, made him lose his balance and fall to the ground. It was like a string of dominoes after that. The fall to the ground had caused Duo to sprain his ankle, so when he managed to get back to his feet, he hobbled a bit off his center of gravity. Heero, seeing him fall, didn't see him get back up, not really. All he could see was his Duo falling to the hard gym floor and hurting his ankle. Heero was halfway across the gym in a matter of seconds when things started to spiral out of control. The ball that Duo had spiked had careened into one Relena Dorlian's face. She, having assumed that Duo would never get the ball over the tall net, had not been paying attention. But, having nearly had her nose caved in by the little fairy shit that had been monopolizing all of her Heero's attention, she flew into a rage and ran over to the other side of the net and tackled Duo. Duo's ankle immediately failed him and his head crashed into the floor. Heero was at his side like a ferocious wolf, punching Relena as hard as he could in the stomach, and cradling Duo, who was curled up in a fetal position, protecting his full stomach, in his arms. The rest of it was a blur for both Heero and Duo. One minute the gym teacher was yelling at Heero for hitting Relena, the next they were at the nurse's office being told that Duo had suffered minor head trauma and had to go home. Duo, severely dazed and confused by the rush of things, let Heero lead him down the street. Normal speed seemed to have slowed to a drawl. Duo couldn't focus on anything except Heero's arm around his shoulders, leading him back to the orphanage. He didn't even know what Sister Helen had asked him, only that she was very concerned when he only looked at her with confused violets. Heero warded her off, telling her as much of the truth that he could and that Duo just needed to sleep the rest of the day. Then, Heero was leading him up to his room. Duo had only a second to question how Heero knew where his room was, but it didn't seem important to him, somehow. Then, Heero was stripping him of everything except for the spandex underwear with the dildo. He had started to undo it, but Duo must have sounded pretty desperate to keep it in, because Heero just looked at him with a tender stare that nearly melted Duo's confusion away and left the thing alone. Duo was dressed in his pajamas with Duo once again not understanding how Heero knew what he wore to bed, his music turned on to something soft, and he was tucked into bed. He fell asleep right away. He faded in and out a couple of times, each time noticing Heero sitting in a chair by his bed, watching him sleep. Then, Duo finally woke up with a clear head, but Heero was gone, so he assumed that he had dreamt his presence. One thing he could say about sleeping with a vibrator up his ass, it was oddly comforting. As he slept, he dreamt that Heero was making love to him again and again. Just the sensation of being completely full was enough to make him relaxed through the night. Still, he was looking forward to getting it out of him. It would mean that Heero and Quatre could fuck him again. He could go to school without snapping at people. Mostly he just wanted to empty his stomach and eat some waffles or something. In fact, it was his cramping stomach that woke him up early that morning. That and the fact that he needed to piss but couldn't. He supposed he could take the underwear off and go to the bathroom. He didn't think he would have to take the vibrator out to piss but he was more concerned about disobeying Heero. He didn't get through all of yesterday just to fall back now. Besides, he had a hard on that had not deflated a single bit from the last twenty-four hours. He didn't think he could pee with an erection. Honestly, he had never tried something like that before… Duo shook his head and laughed a little, swinging his legs over the bed to get out of it. He had really weird thoughts in the morning. He gasped out in pain as he totally forgot about his ankle and put pressure on it getting up. It didn't hurt at all like it had yesterday, he was simply caught by surprise. He had gotten dressed and his school stuff together when there came a knock on the door. Sister Helen came in with a glass of orange juice and two Motrin's.

“You feeling better?” He nodded, gladly accepting the pain meds. “If you want to stay here today-,”

“No!” Duo yelled. “I'm fine, really!”

“Ok, then,” Sister Helen said, still looking at him concerned. “If you see that boy, tell him thank you for me.”

“You mean Heero?” Duo asked, puzzled.

“Yes,” Helen said with a smile, “he was so worried about you! He stayed with you until this morning. He said that he needed to get something at his house.” Duo's face warmed at that. So, he hadn't been dreaming.

 

*****

 

“I'm so proud of you,” Heero said as Duo emerged from the bathroom, rubbing at his once again empty stomach. Duo blushed. Heero gripped Duo's cock, which was a deep red and badly swollen because of the amount of time he'd had the hard on, and squeezed tightly. Duo gasped and squeezed his eyes tightly.

“Cum, now,” Quatre whispered in his ear, his chest pressed against Duo's back and three fingers up his slackened ass. Heero had to only ghost his fingers against Duo's length, his heartbeat nearly radiating through his cock, throbbing against Heero's hand, and Duo ejaculated explosively. He sagged to his knees, but Quatre and Heero had a good grip on him.

“Oh, God, thank you,” Duo murmured as he burrowed his head against Heero's stomach, too happy and tired to care about the semen drying on his thighs and stomach. Quatre's fingers slipped from him and Duo licked them clean for him.

“Good boy,” Quatre cooed, stroking his cheek, “your punishment is over.” He left the two of them for a little while to get some paper towels and cleaned Duo up. They looked at each other over Duo's head as the freshman fell to sleep in Heero's arms.

“That is so fucking cute,” Quatre whipped out his camera and snapped a picture of the two boys snuggling before Heero could do anything.

“Quatre!” Heero snapped at his brother irritably. “One of these days I am going to take that camera and shove it up your ass!” Quatre laughed merrily.

“You won't be singing that tone when I give you copies.” Heero found that there was absolutely nothing he could say about that.

 

*****

 

Art was made even more uncomfortable by the aftermath of yesterday. Po kept staring at Duo out of the corner of her eyes heatedly. In turn, Heero and Quatre would glare at her, then lean in and start whispering and sniggering. Duo knew that the two were up to something; he only hoped that he would enjoy it as well. Ten minutes before the end of class, Po clapped her hands together to get her students' attention.

“Ok, everyone, I'm going to be giving you a little project over the weekend.” The entire class groaned including Duo, except Quatre and Heero who were smirking. Duo had completely forgotten that it was Friday! Where had his first week of school gone? He wondered if it would be too forward of him to ask Heero if they could hang out over the weekend? Or was he only interested in fucking him during the school week? That thought sounded weird to him, but it was true that the only time they had really been together (outside of the confusion of last night) was in school.

“Using a medium of your choice, you can choose more than one; create a presentation of something that you are passionate about. I will be grading them on Monday, no exceptions.” Quatre and Heero gave each other a heated look, a plan clearly forming in their heads. Duo felt a little bit nervous at that look, especially when it was turned on him.

 

*****

 

Duo was on his way out of the locker room when someone grabbed him from behind tossed him onto the bench. He almost laughed. This was how it all started, right? Talk about being sentimental.

“We need to talk,” Quatre said, arms crossed over his chest. Heero stood at his side as always. Duo paled, his stomach leaping into his throat, his heart pounding away in his chest. Oh, god! Were they breaking up with him or something? Did they not find him good enough anymore? Heero punched his twin in the arm hard.

“Goddamit, Quatre!” Quatre glared at him.

“What?!”

“For Christ sakes, look at him! Would think about what you say for once?!” Heero yelled furious. He was at Duo's side in a second and wrapping an arm around Duo's shaking shoulders.

“Aw, shit,” Quatre smacked himself in the forehead, “Duo, what I meant to say was: we need your help with something, if you're not doing anything this weekend.” The grip on Duo's heart released him and he sagged against Heero.

“Oh,” was all he could say. He suddenly felt very stupid. Heero patted his head.

“If you don't want to-,”

“No!” Duo yelled, “I mean, I wanted to ask if I could be with you guys outside of school anyway.” Quatre wrapped a stray lock of Duo's hair around his finger.

“We need you for the art project.” Duo swallowed nervously.

“Do I even want to know?” Quatre grinned evilly.

“Oh, you'll like it, I promise.” Heero rolled his eyes.

“Quatre gets a little… energetic when it comes to revenge and… artistic expression.”

“Revenge?” Duo questioned. Quatre growled.

“That bitch has no right to hit on you like a cunt in heat. You're ours and she needs to learn her place.” Duo felt oddly warmed and protected at their obsessive feelings for him.

“Where do you live?” Duo asked, realizing that he had been in incredibly intimate situations with the twins, but actually knew very little about them.

“We'll pick you up,” Heero said. “Saturday morning, ten sharp. Tell the Sister that you'll be going back Sunday night.”

“Don't bother packing too many extra clothes,” Quatre said with a wicked look. “You won't need it.”

 

*****

 

“Are you sure about this?” Heero asked. Quatre nodded.

“You heard Po, something we're passionate about.”

“Ok, but brining Wufei, Trowa, and Zechs into it? Are you sure you can even convince Wufei and Zechs to come?” Quatre pondered that.

“Zechs, no problem. You know how he feels about young boys. He'll take one look at Duo and be all over him. Wufei on the other hand that might take a little bit of… negotiation. He never did get into it, did he? Even if he did scream for us, he had been conditioned into heterosexuality by his elders since he was a baby. But, maybe he's finally accepted himself,” Quatre shrugged, “maybe not. Trowa will definitely all for it. He's got this weird thing for longhaired guys.”

“And what about Duo? What if he doesn't want to be involved in all of this? We'll have to tell him the truth and introducing him to so many sexual partners may make him skittish and withdrawn.”

“Don't worry, Heero, we won't hurt your soul mate.” Heero growled at his brother's teasing, “Besides, Duo's smart, I'm sure he's figured out by now that he wasn't the first. Though, he will be the last, won't he, Hee-chan?” Quatre baited him. Heero nearly snarled at him.

“Of course he will! You have Trowa, I have him… I can't have anyone else, not anymore. I know that I've fucked things up for you.” Quatre sighed.

“Heero, you found the one you love, so have I. Yes, I'll miss hunting with you, but it doesn't mean the four of us can't have fun anymore. It just means that no one else can be dragged into this. And if Duo doesn't want to do anything from now on… well, we can't force him anymore, since you've gone and fallen in love with the little brat,” Quatre said good naturedly. Heero sighed in relief.

“Thank you, brother.”

“No problem. Now, it's time to go grocery shopping.”

 

*****

 

It was a simple matter of convincing Sister Helen to let him sleep over Heero and Quatre's. At first she tried to protest. Duo had never spent the night away from her before and she was nervous about it. But, she soon realized that she was being unfair. If Duo had truly made friends, she should be happy for him, not trying to shut him off from the world. Her mind was made up when Duo mentioned that the boy that he was having the sleepover with was the lovely young boy who had brought him home that day that he had had his accident. Still, she watched the boy she loved like a son pack his book bag with a heavy heart. Duo answered her motherly questions patiently, understanding her fear.

Helen walked up to him and stroked his cheek.

“You've grown up so fast,” she said, tears in her eyes, “and I'm so proud of you.” Duo blushed as her words echoed Heero's.

 

*****

 

Duo didn't know what he expected when Heero came around to pick him up, but he certainly hadn't expected him to be driving a sleek, black Jaguar. Those that were watching him pull up were suitably impressed.

“Duo, is he in the mob?” An eleven-year old girl asked innocently. Duo laughed.

“No, honey, I'm pretty sure Heero's not in the mob.” `Though he could be…' “I just think that Heero's family is rich.”

“Oooo… if you marry him, will you be rich, too?” A six year old girl in pigtails asked. Duo blushed.

“Sarah, the world doesn't work like that. Only women can marry men.” Duo became uncharacteristically silent and withdrawn. Sarah pouted.

“Well, that's no fun! Duo, you'll never get married to some icky girl, will you?” Duo smiled at her.

“No, honey, I won't.” Sister Helen sputtered at Sarah's comment.

“Sarah, when a man and a woman love each other-,”

“Men can love other men, too, sweetheart,” Heero interrupted from the doorway, smiling at Duo. Sister Helen glared at him.

“I'm not so sure you should be speaking of such things in front of little children.” Heero smirked.

“Why not?” He looked down at Sarah who was looking at his impressive height with a deep look of worship in her blue eyes.

“Really? Will you marry my Duo and make him happy? He gets really sad sometimes-,”

“Ok, then!” Duo stammered, unable to take Heero's smiling at him like that in front of Helen, “I think we should go now!” He went to grab his bag, but Heero beat him to it, slinging it over his shoulder.

“What kind of gentleman would I be if I let my future wife carry his bag?” Heero teased, laughing as Sister Helen sputtered some more. Helen stared at them as they left.

“What an odd boy,” she muttered.

 

*****

 

Heero's house wasn't really a house at all; it was more like a hotel that had been turned into a mansion.

“Holy shit!” Duo exclaimed as the huge house loomed into view. Heero smirked at his reaction. He supposed that, considering the boy's background, his house might seem pretty impressive. In truth, Heero in Quatre had only lived in a sixth of the monstrosity.

“Why did you choose me?” Duo murmured. “I mean, you could have anyone in the entire school, in the entire town, and you chose me? Why?”

“Because you're naturally beautiful. It doesn't matter how much money you have, something like that doesn't come from economy, it's because of you and just you. That's all, so quit questioning yourself and me. I'm not letting you go so easily.” Duo nodded, relieved.

“Our mom died when we were four. Our dad owns two companies; WEI, which controls 82% of this countries oil and international trading, and the Barton Corporation, which supplies the U.S. Government with all of its ammunition, advertising, and weaponry. We rarely see him because he travels all over the country. Right now he's in Washington negotiating contracts for a new shipment of experimental heat seeking rounds for pulse rifles. Totally confidential, of course,” Heero winked at him as he parked his Jaguar into their massive garage. Duo grinned.

“But of course.”

“He won't be back for another week, so it'll just be me, you, and Quatre, plus some friends of ours.” Duo looked at him suspiciously.

“Friends?” Heero brushed a few strands of chestnut hair that had escaped from Duo's braid away from his face.

“Yeah, for the second part of the project. They won't be coming until tomorrow, so today we have you all to ourselves. Unless you really don't want to.” Duo smiled.

“Heero, you'll always be my `Master',” Heero blushed, “if that's what you want, and then I'll do it. I trust you not to go to far.” Heero leaned in and kissed him.

“God, I love you. I can't believe how lucky I was…” Duo stared at him.

“You… love me?”

“Is that too forward?” Duo looked at the ground.

“No, I-I love you, too. I mean, I'd never been so much as kissed anyone before you. Still, I think I'm old enough to understand my own feelings.” Heero, ignoring Duo's protests, shouldered Duo's bag again and led him to the house.

 

*****

 

Duo was immensely glad to find that Heero's room was no where near as opulent as the other rooms that he had been led to. Everything seemed to be made or crystal and gold, with furniture and paintings from every continent. But, Heero's room was filled with normal teenage stuff; posters, books, a computer, and a ton of video games. Of course, most of these depicted young, naked boys in bondage, but it were still clearly the room of a teenager. Duo wondered how much Heero and Quatre's father knew about his sons.

“Dear old dad expects Quatre and I to take over his companies when he dies and become his employees when we turn 21,” Heero said, making Duo feel like he had read his mind.

“Is that what you really want to do?” Heero snorted as if he thought that the question was positively ridiculous.

“Of course not! Quatre and I are going to start our own line of sexual products. Toys, videos, outfits, the whole works. It's what we're best at.” Duo laughed.

“I'll say!”

“Want to join us?” Heero leered. Duo was shocked.

“What would I have to do?” Heero raised an eyebrow at him.

“Really?” Duo shrugged, taking a seat on Heero's bed.

“Yeah. Once I turn 18 I cease to be a ward of the state. I don't have the money to go to college and I'm not sure whether or not I want to go. I like to write, but beyond that there's not much I'm good at.” Heero smiled at him.

“Sure there is, you can scream like a banshee.” Duo blushed, but laughed.

“You guys have that effect on me.”

“So, yeah, once you turn 18, you can move in with us.”

“That's awfully generous.” Heero gaze turned into a leer once again.

“Oh, we'll make you work for your rent.” Duo leaned against his stomach, his gaze peaceful.

“Thank you.”

 

*****

 

They spent the next couple of hours playing video games and snuggling on the bed until Quatre showed up with a bunch of bags filled with food, rope, Quatre's camera, a camcorder, and a tripod. Duo watched suspiciously as Quatre pulled out four cans of whip cream, two jars of maraschino cherries, a bottle of caramel, a bottle of chocolate, a very large candy cane, and a box of chocolates filled with liquor that must have cost quite a lot. Still, Duo had a pretty good idea what they had planned.

“Gee, I hope no one here is diabetic,” he muttered under his breath. Quatre laughed.

“That's the spirit.”

 

*****

 

“Are you sure you two won't get in trouble for this,” Duo asked even as he was shedding his clothes. Quatre laughed.

“What is that bitch going to do? Get us arrested? If anything, she'll probably keep this video to herself. There are very few people in this town that would dare go up against the Yuy family. Now, on your back, facing away from the camera.” Duo raised an eyebrow at the weird position, but this was their show, he was just their muse. Even Heero's ceiling was pretty. It was pure white with swirls of gold and clouds of dark blue. He heard a loud click in the silent room as Quatre turned on the camera. Heero grabbed both of Duo's legs and bent him double, his knees resting near his head on the floor and his ass in the perfect position for the camera. Duo stretched his back muscles a little as he didn't want the bowed position to hurt to much, especially since he knew that Quatre and Heero loved to prolong sex as much as possible. Heero rubbed his hand against Duo's upturned ass.

“You okay?”

“Yeah,” Duo said, “it's weird looking upside down, but as long as the blood's not rushing to my head I'll be fine.” Heero nodded and accepted the rope that Quatre gave him. He used it to tie Duo's arms behind his back. He wrapped the remains around Duo's stomach and balls, unraveling the intertwined thread and pulling it tight in between his ass cheeks, spreading them wide and exposing his entrance completely to the camera. Duo squirmed. It was strange being exposed like that, but the tightness of the ropes was comforting to him. The twins quickly set to work on him. Quatre popped open the first can of whip cream and made a line from his chest to his bellybutton, adding dollops onto his nipples and bellybutton and completely covering his cock and balls. Duo hissed as the cold cream hit him in some very sensitive areas. Heero worked on his back, trailing a line down his spine and in his ass cheeks, avoiding his anus. He saw Quatre licking at the tip of the bottle, and then he was pressing it against the slit of his penis. Duo shouted when he felt the cold liquid trickling inside of him and filling up his cock.

“Oh, holy shit!” Duo moaned as Heero finally shoved the tip of his own bottle of whipped cream into his ass and shot the rest of it, more than half of the entire can, into his channel. It ran down his thighs and stomach in cool, sticky streams. Duo screwed his eyes up in ecstasy at the sensation of cold deep inside his body. Then, something else was forcing itself inside of him. At first Duo couldn't figure out what was inside him, but then he realized that it must have been the large peppermint stick. He groaned as Heero thrust it into him five times, mixing up the whip cream inside him, then pulled it out.

“Open your mouth,” Heero ordered, gagging Duo with the stick as he did so. It was almost shockingly sweet with the peppermint and the cream mixed together. Duo sucked on it to keep from choking on it. When Quatre and Heero were sure he was still ok, they started to attack his skin; licking, sucking, and nipping at all of the areas covering the whip cream. The stick covered his moans as Quatre sucked hard on each of his nipples. The silence of the room was broken only by a periodic clicking of Quatre's camera set on a five minute timer, Heero and Quatre's enthusiastic groans at tasting Duo's sweetened flesh, and Duo's own muffled moans. As the whip cream was cleared, the last two bottles were opened and his body was covered in cream again, including inside his ass. He had to force himself not to bite down on the candy cane as hot caramel and hot chocolate sauce was dripped on the patches of skin the cream hadn't hit. Opposite feelings of hot and cold hit him and he felt himself becoming nearly overwhelmed, especially when the sauces were shot into his channel. Quatre leaned down to place cherries on his nipples, in his navel, and on the tip of his bobbing cock. He felt more than saw Heero slide more cherries and a bunch of the chocolate liquors deep inside of him, resting against his prostrate. The chocolate melted a little, smearing and lubing his walls further. They both stood back and let the camera take pictures of their handy work while the camcorder continued to film. Quatre leaned back down and took the candy cane out of his mouth. Duo gasped and panted. Quatre licked at the cane, swiping off Duo's saliva. He then kissed Duo soundly on the mouth, swiping in his tongue to taste him. As he pulled back, he stared at Duo long and hard.

“Damn, my brother's right; you are beautiful.” Duo suddenly felt Heero's presence very close to him. He prepared himself to feel Heero's tongue at his entrance, swiping up the sweetness inside of him. Instead, he got Heero's hard cock thrusting into him and mashing up the cherries and chocolates inside him. He screamed at the force of the thrusts and the warming liquor that was pooling in his channel. He wondered if he would get drunk off of it (2). Heero gripped Duo's thighs tightly as he pounded into him. Heero hissed at the wonderful feeling of Duo's tight walls and the slickness of the things they had filled him with. He unwrapped the ropes binding Duo's body and pulled him to him. Duo sat in Heero's lap, his arms tight around the older boy's shoulders, and thrust himself down unto Heero's stiff length. Heero let him ride him, thrusting up to meet him. Their screams mingled in the room and they came together. Quatre came up behind them and slipped his arms around Duo, who was still slick and covered with cream. Quatre let his hands travel all over Duo's delectable little body. He picked Duo off of Heero and onto his own erection. Duo groaned as he felt Quatre slide into him neatly and his cock twitched back to life. He laid his head on Heero's lap which was also hardening again at the sight of Duo getting fucked, and screamed as Quatre slammed into him. Duo took Heero's rising cock into his mouth and suckled it like it was the greatest thing in the whole world. Heero groaned and gripped at Duo's hair, loose and spilling all over the place. He pulled out at the last second and came all over Duo's pale back, his cum indiscernible from the whipped cream. He rained kisses on his trembling body, taking away the sweets from his body. Quatre came with a growl as feral as their coupling and the lot of them collapsed onto each other in a confusing jumble, covered in all sorts of fluids, they grasped at whatever parts of each other that they could and fell into a deep, sated sleep, curled in each other's arms.

 

 

 

End Chapter 7

 

I was watching Supernatural at the time, so sue me

The anal walls are so thin, this can actually happen