"I-" Duo began, his voice faltering. "That was-"
Heero smiled and kissed his lover on the cheek. "Fun?" he supplied
"Yeah," Duo nodded in agreement and laughed softly to cover the twinge
of embarrassment he felt as the full realization of what they'd done
caught up with him. He fought down the urge to blush and leaned against
Heero, resting his cheek on the firm muscle of Heero's shoulder. "I
can't believe you... we... just did that."
"Is that a complaint?
"Well, no..." Duo rubbed his chin against Heero's collarbone and dropped
a hand down to rest at the Japanese boy's hip. He slipped a finger under
Heero's belt and gave it a little tug. "You need some relief now
"Want to clean up first?" Heero asked, taking hold of Duo's wrist and
massaging it with his thumb.
"I'm okay, unless you want me to," Duo answered.
Heero shook his head in a no. He slid his hand up Duo's arm to cradle
the back of his lover's skull and pull him into a kiss. As their tongues
wound together, he reached over and found the smooth wooden seat of one
of the kitchen stools. It scraped a complaint as he slid it close and
breaking away from the kiss, Heero said, "Face down."
"Yes sir..." Duo said, stretching his arms above his head and arching
his back. His nipples were taut and Heero snuck a swift lick at one of
the small brown ovals before Duo brought his arms back down. The braided
boy flashed his lover an eager grin before draping himself face down
over the stool. He spread his legs wide and wrapped his fingers around
the smooth wood of the stool's bottom rung.
"Stay just like that and I'll be right back," Heero said, and Duo got an
upside-down view of the Japanese boy heading briskly towards their
bedroom. He closed his eyes in anticipation and imagined Heero coming
back silently. Duo licked his lips at the thought of being surprised by
his lover's cock shoved inside his ass with no warning, or a nice big
smack across his backside. His imagination could only sustain him for so
long though, and when it took more time than he expected for Heero to
reappear, he started tapping his fingers against the legs of the stool
and swaying his hips from side to side impatiently.
Finally, he heard the quiet slap of Heero's bare feet on the tile and
Duo smiled to himself. He kept his eyes closed and raised his head with
a hiss when he felt Heero's hand curve over his bare ass. Heero squeezed
and massaged his fingers into the firm muscle beneath the soft flesh and
Duo's lips parted with a groan when he felt the hot, wet tip of Heero's
cock rub against his hole. He rose up on the balls of his feet, pressing
back against the hard cock that lingered teasingly at the verge of
"Stop fooling around," he ground the frustrating plea out between his
teeth. The Japanese boy chuckled in response and pulled away, tormenting
Duo further by inserting the tip of his thumb instead.
"Heero!" Duo protested, twisting to look over his shoulder. His lover
smirked back at him and worked his thumb repeated against the ring of
Whatever complaint was on the American's tongue melted away when Heero
pushed his hips forward again. The ridge of his cock rubbed against the
knuckle of his thumb as it barely entered Duo's body. Heero opened his
mouth, letting an extra rush of saliva flow off his tongue and drip onto
the gleaming shaft of his cock.
"Alright, no more fooling around," he said, and Duo gasped when the
pressure of Heero's finger vanished and the head of his lover's cock
plunged into him. Heero rocked gently as the ring that gripped his shaft
relaxed enough that he could push in deeper without causing his lover
"Nnn... so hot.." Duo moaned, propping his hands on the edge of the seat
and wriggling his hips back against Heero's slow thrusts.
"And you're still so cold," Heero replied, voice thick with pent up
lust. The lack of heat inside Duo's passage made things so very
different. The feeling of tight, slick warmth was a powerful
combination, but now he could concentrate on the first two and Heero
took full advantage of that. He pulled out until he could see the crown
of his cock emerge before watching his length slide back in.
"You're doing a good job of warming me back up," Duo murmured, his back
curving as he savoured the feeling of being filled by his lover's cock.
He lifted his chin and let out one of the throaty moans that he knew
Heero's loved to hear.
"Good," Heero groaned. He ran a hand up along Duo's spine, sliding his
palm across the smooth skin as he buried himself to the hilt in Duo's
body. He felt the muscles flexing beneath his fingers as he grasped his
lover's shoulder and placed his other hand at Duo's hip, using both
points as leverage to speed his thrusts and ram forcefully into the
other boy's body.
Duo's mouth opened wide as the sensation of Heero's long, thick cock
moving inside him sent pleasure coursing through his body. He felt as if
he was either going to be split apart or the wooden seat he clutched was
going to splinter under the strain of his white-knuckled grip. The legs
of the stool screeched and banged against the tile, the entire thing
moving as Heero's vigorous thrusts sent Duo's flesh rippling with each
"He- eh- Hee- ro- o?" Duo cried out between a row of almost howling
"What?" the Japanese boy replied, timing the word with a particularly
Duo spit out a rush of unintelligible sounds that only his lover could
have hoped to understand.
"Don't worry about it," Heero answered, slowing his thrusts as he bent
forward against Duo's back and sucked at the curving nape of his neck.
"Are you kidding? I am not making a third pie," Duo cried, reaching out
towards the controls on the front of the oven.
"What if I don't let you go," Heero growled playfully into his lover's
thick hair and wrapped his arms around Duo's waist.
Duo snorted and reach back to smack his lover on the leg. "I just need
to turn the heat down."
The timer on the microwave beeped its warning and Heero released his
hold. He withdrew slowly, letting Duo go and tend to the pie. As the
longhaired boy dealt with the oven and setting the timer again, he
uncapped the bottle he'd brought with him from the bedroom and added a
fresh coat of glistening lubricant to his cock.
"Done?" he asked, setting the bottle back down on the counter as Duo
came sidling back. The American nodded and turned around, leaning his
elbows on the counter this time as he offered himself to Heero again.
Heero grasped the base of his cock to aim properly and slid back in with
Being exposed to the air made him realize just how much Duo had warmed
up and Heero reached around, running his fingers over the half-hard
flesh of his lover's member. Left hand moving at the same pace as his
hips, he tugged at Duo's cock until it was stiff in his palm. "Close
your eyes," he said.
"Alright..." Duo replied with a hint of suspicion in his voice. He did
as he was told, but it took all the willpower he had not to peek when he
heard a sound he couldn't quite identify.
Heero moved his left hand away from Duo's cock, reaching further down to
tug at the tight sac that nestled at the peak of his thighs. "Ready for
more?" he purred the question in the exact tone he'd used when he had
brought out the whipcream.
"Heero, you aren- Oh Fuck!" Duo shouted when the fist of Heero's right
hand wrapped around his cock. This time he wasn't surprised by something
freezing, rather it was just shy of being uncomfortably hot. When the
warm scent of cinnamon drifted upwards, he cracked an eye open and
peered down. "That's my..."
"...test run," Heero finished in a chuckle, as his fingers spread the
creamy mess of warm pumpkin pie along Duo's length.
"It feels like warm hand lotion," Duo murmured in wonderment.
Heero made a low sound of agreement as he grabbed a second fistful out
of the lumpy crusted failure. Most of it had squeezed between his
fingers and fallen to the floor as he stroked his lover's erection. He
was still thrusting, but barely, as Duo's panting breaths and the way
his lover rolled his hips had him teetering on the brink of an explosive
orgasm. When he rubbed his thumb around the head of Duo's cock and it
drew out one of his lover's throaty moans, Heero couldn't hold back any
longer. He thrust deeply into Duo's body, a ragged groan accompanying
the half dozen pulses that filled the other boy's ass with his cum.
Duo felt the throb of Heero's cock and reached for his own cock
desperately, wrapping his hand around the creamy, cinnamon scented mess
of Heero's fingers. He twined his fingers between Heero's and pumped his
length, helping his lover keep rhythm until the Japanese boy had enough
control to do it himself. When he felt Heero pick up the pace again, he
brought his hand to his stomach, rubbing the slick remnants of the pie
filling across his abdomen.
Heero reached once more for the savaged remains of the pie at the edge
of the counter and with a freshly warm handful, he gave Duo's cock his
full attention. He worked as if it were an extension of his own, hand
twisting and moving at a frenzied pace.
"Come for me," he growled, giving his lover's balls a firm squeeze.
Heero started to withdraw as he concentrated the ministrations of his
left hand at the head of Duo's cock.
Heero's passionate order echoing in his ear, and the warmth of his
lover's cum rushing down the inside of his leg, Duo succumbed to orgasm
with a strangled moan. His own seed spilled out, trailing over Heero's
knuckles and down the front of his thighs.
"Shower..." Duo said after a few moments to catch his breath. He pointed
lamely in the general direction of the bathroom and tried not to scratch
at the smear of pie filling crusting on his stomach. "Now."
Heero glanced at the timer counting down in bright green numbers and
made a mental note. "Yes dear," he said, picking his lover up and
slinging him over his shoulder like a sack of flour.
Halfway down the hall, Duo's head jerked up and he squirmed to get down.
"Oh good," Duo sighed and went limp again. "I am not making a third