Heero wished he could become invisible. He had never felt more out of place
than he felt now.
He had followed Duo and Yohji into the sex club, blushing already but
determined to do his job. The fact that he was getting turned on by the way
Duo was all over Yohji certainly didn't help matters. Yohji had paid,
whispering instructions to the receptionist, apparently explaining Heero's
presence, because he wasn't questioned.
So now, here they were, in a low-lit, medium-sized room filled with low
couches and pillows on the floor. A half a dozen couples lounged around, in
various stages of undress, and Heero tried hard not to let his eyes stay in
any one place for too long. He'd found a place in the corner where he could
see most of the room, especially where Duo was sitting with Yohji. The
longhaired singer was sitting on the blond's lap, and was whispering in his
ear. Heero tried to be inconspicuous. He watched with a mix of jealousy and
anticipation as Yohji and Duo made out. Jealousy because he wanted to be the
one touching Duo, and anticipation because he was perversely turned on by the
thought of seeing Duo get taken by another man.
Duo was having the time of his life. He'd always been an exhibitionist, but
he'd never had the opportunity to visit a sex club. The idea that these
people loved to have sex in front of each other turned him on incredibly.
Never mind that he'd really rather be sitting on his bodyguard's lap, kissing
Heero... Yohji was a hot, sexy man, and he wasn't going to pass up this
A woman approached, speaking to Yohji, and Heero watched as the blond man
shook his head, and she went away. Then, an older man approached, and was
also sent on his way. Heero soon gathered that these people were asking to
join Yohji and Duo. But apparently the blond wanted Duo all to himself. Heero
couldn't blame him.
Duo watched, amazed, as Yohji handled the offers that came their way. The
blond turned to him, and said, "I hope I'm not presuming, here. I just really
hoped that it could be just you and I. At first, anyway."
"No, that's fine," said Duo. He went on, admitting, "I've never... been in a
place like this before." He grinned, adding, "But I like it."
To one side of the room was an alcove, lit from above, that was obviously
intended as a sort of stage for anyone who wanted to "perform" for the
others. It was unoccupied now, but as Duo and Yohji kissed, they noticed a
tall, black-haired man pull a much younger man toward the alcove. The older
man had shoulder length hair and was dressed all in black, in a strangely
old-fashioned style. His large nose should have made him unattractive, but
something about the dark eyes and forbidding demeanor made Duo shiver.
Heero watched the older man's companion. He looked at least twenty years
younger than his partner, with unruly dark hair that fell in his green eyes.
He was dressed in black leather pants and a sheer black sleeveless shirt, and
looked eager to please. He fell to his knees immediately in front of the
older man, who buried a hand in the boy's hair and let his head fall back as
his pants were quickly unbuttoned.
All eyes were on the pair as the younger man pulled out his lover's erect
cock and worshipped it with his mouth. The boy very obviously knew exactly
what he was doing, and had the older man moaning. Duo watched the older man's
face as his lover bobbed up and down, taking in his whole length then
releasing it, swirling his tongue around the head as he pulled back. Yohji
held him tighter, sensing Duo's desire, and slid his hand up the longhaired
man's thigh. Duo moaned like the dark-haired man on the stage as Yohji's hand
settled on his arousal.
Heero looked back and forth between the scene onstage and the scene on the
couch; he was fully hard once again and his balls were beginning to ache. All
around the room, the couples and sometimes threesomes were getting more
involved, and clothes were beginning to come off. Heero blushed but at the
same time his arousal didn't diminish. Apparently he was more depraved than
Duo avidly watched the performance; the older man was very close to release.
So was he, just from the friction of Yohji's hand through his pants. The
blond teased his length, up and down, until Duo was arching his hips up to
get more contact.
With a deep growl, the man onstage climaxed, and the boy on his knees
swallowed every drop. The crowd burst into cheers and applause, and the boy
stood up and grinned, bowing. Then the older man pulled him close, kissing
him deeply and dragged him off to a private corner.
Duo was nearly panting now, and he leaned forward and kissed Yohji. The other
man responded, hands buried in the long hair, pulling him close so that Duo
pressed against his erection. Duo pulled back, pressing deliberately against
the hardness, and glanced across the room at Heero. The man stood, leaning
against the wall, staring back at him, expression unreadable. Duo stared for
a long moment; as much as he wanted Heero, Yohji was here, and gorgeous, and
wanted him back. Duo closed his eyes and made a decision. He leaned forward
and whispered in Yohji's ear. "I want you to fuck me. Up there."
Yohji grinned wickedly at him. "You sure, babe? I am more than happy to do
whatever you want."
Heero watched, heart pounding and cock aching, as Duo stood and pulled Yohji
to his feet. They weren't going to... oh god, they were. Yohji pulled a chair
to the front of the room, and pulled Duo close, kissing him hard as the crowd
cheered them on. They danced slowly together to the beat, Yohji's hands
slipping between them to unfasten Duo's pants.
Duo moaned as he realized they were going to do it, going to have sex in
front of an audience, especially Heero. He let Yohji slide his pants down to
mid thigh, and heard the appreciative whistles as his arousal was freed.
Yohji guided him so he was bent over the low-backed chair, his ass at the
perfect angle and his hands gripping the chair in front of him. He nodded
when Yohji asked if he was comfortable, and moaned as the blond man prepared
Heero watched, eyes wide, while something he'd only ever heard of started to
happen in front of him. Duo looked even more beautiful with his face twisted
in passion, and he couldn't take his eyes off his exposed ass and arousal. He
realized he was holding his breath, watching Yohji's hands on Duo, half
wishing he was doing it but very happy he was watching as well. He was tired
of feeling torn, so he just gave in and enjoyed it.
Yohji finally decided that Duo was ready, and whispered, "Ready, gorgeous? I
can't wait to feel you..."
Duo braced himself and looked straight at Heero, saying, "Do me, sexy." He
kept looking at Heero, though, hoping the bodyguard could tell he really
wanted him. Then Yohji was sliding inside him, and the crowd was cheering,
and Heero was watching, and Duo knew he was going to climax hard, and very
Heero moaned softly to himself, his hand wandering down to rub at his
erection through his pants. Duo's face as he was taken was unbelievable,
flushed and beatific. He watched as Yohji slid inside Duo, and his cock
pulsed as he imagined what it would feel like. He cupped his erection through
the pants, squeezing, and gasping when he very nearly came in his pants from
that small action. He tried to stop massaging his cock through his pants, but
he couldn't take his eyes off of the pair onstage, and his hand seemed
connected to his eyes. Yohji started to pound into Duo, and Duo was moaning,
and Heero couldn't help himself.
Duo was gasping now, and every short thrust of Yohji's hips was perfectly
timed and angled. He braced himself on the chair, unable to even summon up
the coordination to stroke himself. Luckily, Yohji did, reaching down to pump
Duo's cock quickly, still driving into him. Duo screamed now, mouth open and
eyes fixed on Heero, who was... oh *fuck*, Heero was rubbing his hard cock
through his pants as he watched. That did it for Duo; he had his confirmation
that Heero wanted him, was turned on by watching him get fucked, and there
was no way the man was going to get away after this...
A jolt of pure desire ran though Heero as he watched the blond take hold of
Duo's cock, and their eyes met as Duo stiffened and screamed. He felt his own
climax take him, even as he barely touched himself, his eyes glued to Duo's
face as the longhaired man came.
Duo gasped, climaxing hard and fast, feeling Yohji join him in climax even as
he watched Heero find his release across the room. Heero's handsome face
looked incredible in passion, as Duo had known it would. He vowed that next
time he would be an even more direct cause of it.
Heero climaxed, knowing that in a moment he would be disgusted by the mess he
was making, but all he could think of now was that body, that face, and he
knew he could never look back.