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Sense (or Gimme 5) +
I think I may have passed out or maybe it was just that damned sleepiness
again. One minute I'm gripping Heero round the neck and pressing his wet,
cum-spattered lips to my shuddering belly next minute there are smooth,
firm hands at my own shoulders, pressing at the knotted muscles there.
I nearly leap out of the bed! They aren't Heero's hands, you see. His
are still attached to his arms, and those are still wrapped around my
thighs as he lies half on, half off the bed.
"Who -? What the fuck -?"
"Lie back, Maxwell," comes a gruff command. "I'm damned good at this,
as you should know but I can't work with you chattering and leaping
Wufei. Wufei? "I didn't hear you come into the room, Chang."
He doesn't dignify my squawk with a reply. He's standing at the side of
the bed by my head, rubbing his hands together, slowly and carefully.
He seems to be spreading oil into his palm; it shines on his dark skin,
the small glimmers of light in the room reflecting in its droplets. There's
a warmth in the air around him.
My sense of smell is also returning with a vengeance, it seems. That,
or I just warped into some exotic rock star's bathroom. "What's that stuff?
"Good?" That's Heero's voice a soft, low murmur that sends aftershocks
through my groin.
"It's Egyptian massage oil," says Wufei. "You need to relax, Maxwell.
You said you liked this treatment, especially. You found it..." His hands
are back on my shoulders, and kneading the oil gently into my neck, "...
I did? I mean I did, but that was a long time ago. A time I didn't
think he and I were gonna talk about any more. At least, not in front
of Heero. My eyes flicker to my lover I can only see his dark head;
feel his breath on my thighs. It's hot and dry, like a summer noon time.
"How long have you been here, Wufei?" Long enough to see Heero undress
for me? Long enough to see his exquisite blowjob? The shadow against my
wall is dark and deep deep enough for two men, and I might not notice.
I'm unnerved suspicious. But I can't help but relax back on to my mattress
the guy's hands are very persuasive. I'm feeling rather warm inside.
And bemused. "Tell me..."
"Hush your mouth," he says, in that low, sexy rumble that he has. "This
is a massage, not a chat room. Let the smells infuse your body. You feel
too tense you feel weak from your illness." His hands slide into the
hollows of my throat, and along the bones of my ribcage, smoothing over
my bare, goose pimpled skin. Then his head dips quickly to my ear, his
dark ponytail whipping mischievously against my cheek. "You feel damned
good, Duo," he hisses. "Just like you always did!"
Something inside me groans. Something outside me whimpers I can't hold
it back. 'Let the smells infuse your body', he says. Like I could stop
them! My whole body feels aromatic feels enriched. His hands knead and
stretch, all across my torso and arms; his breath inhales and expels with
the movements. It's not just the oil that's affecting me the smell is
oozing from Wufei's whole body. A thick, rich fragrance, of masculinity
and physical confidence and grade A sensuality.
It's more than gorgeous it's consuming me.
They say that smell is your most vivid sense, don't they?
Vivid. Sumptuous. Engorged.
Well, something is.
So I'm hard again! I'm also fucking embarrassed. It's only Heero's head
that's obscuring the evidence, and that's only for a limited time - soon
my buoyant cock is going to be nudging at his nose. If he moves off my
lap, he'll see how aroused I am by Wufei's work, and he'll be pissed,
It's inevitable, of course. Just as I think it, he moves off my lap, and
stands up. My cock now springs up, hot and damp and stimulated by something
and someone - other than my regular lover.
"Look, Heero..." I'm back to the squeaking again. "This isn't what you
think. It's the smells, I think they're pretty rich "
"Isn't what I think?" He's staring at my lap again. Like I wish he wouldn't
do that it doesn't help with the self-control issue. "But you
like Wufei, don't you?"
Like? What's not to like? Man's a sex god. Tall, strong, broad
torso like steel plate. Butt like two scoops of hazelnut ice cream.
Touch like an avenging angel...
"Sort of," I gasp. "He's our friend, after all."
Heero reaches back down to me and rests his hands on my outstretched thighs.
At the same time, I'm wishing that Wufei wouldn't do that thing
that he does with his fingers. That last little swipe of a touch,
just at the end of his massaging stroke. That tease of fingertips, just
a little bit too close to the flesh underneath my navel...
"No, no, Duo. It's far more than that. Don't be coy, now. That's not the
Duo I've been listening to all week, is it?"
"What do you mean?" I'm feeling kinda nervous here. Horny, yes but wary.
Someone seems to have fed my familiar Heero with Loss-of-Inhibition pills.
Those damned aliens...
Heero bends his head and gazes down at me with those liquid chocolate
eyes. Wufei has his hands at my waist, on the way down. Heero has his
hands at my thighs, and they seem to be on a corresponding path up.
When they meet in the middle I have no idea how I'm going to keep my voice
below an anguished shriek.
"I know you spent some personal time with Wufei, Duo. Don't bother denying
it. You told it all in your fever."
"I didn't I... What do you mean - personal? What do you mean,
all?" I twist my head and glare up at Wufei. What's he been telling
Heero? The man's eyes are very dark, and very amused. And very provocative.
Do I remember him taking off his shirt? Or his pants, for that matter?
I can feel the heat from his naked body that's nothing to do with scented
Between him and Heero, I'm slipping into Bizarre County. It's one delicious
Wufei laughs, very softly. "Please, Duo, I'm just glad that you remember
it so fondly and so well! Well enough to describe in your sleep
some of the very best highlights of those few weeks we spent. It
was a good time, Maxwell. A great time! It was an honour to be
able to show you what fun there was to be had with another man. I was
pleased that you chose me to begin your experiences."
Not exactly chose,I think, a flush rising up through my
body. I was just mad to get going on the whole sex thing, and Wufei
was so obviously reeking with the stuff, with plenty to spare...
I catch his eye again. I grin can't help it! "It was great, wasn't
"You were a fine student," he hisses again in my ear. And there's that
thing again, his hands slipping underneath my ass, I can feel a finger
slipping greedily between my buttocks, making me arch up against Heero's
grip. "Aptitude. Application. Conscientiousness. Enthusiasm..."
I think I can hear Heero chuckling, but that can't be right!
A twinge of concern attacks me, and I turn quickly back to face my lover.
I am enjoying this way too much. "But Heero - this was long before
you and I, y'know? It was just fun..."
Heero slides on to the bed beside me now, rolling me gently on to my side
and slightly away from him, like we're spooning. Wufei moves around at
the side of the bed, so that he's facing me. He's stopped that massage
thing for the moment my shivering nerves are in mourning. Heero murmurs
into my ear, nestled up against my back, and now I know I can hear
the chuckle in his voice. "Do you think I'm jealous, Duo? Distressed?
Angry, that you slept with one of our friends that you had a past sexual
experience with them?"
"Didn't sleep much..." murmurs Wufei.
"It's fine, Duo," Heero reassures. "I told you I'm just glad that at
last you can be honest with me, and we can share the enjoyment to the
full. It's all part of your history, Duo it's all made you what you
Wufei is kneeling on the floor and reaching his long arms over to my hips,
tugging me towards him. Feels like Heero may be pushing me, too, from
the other direction. "What you are now, Maxwell," growls Wufei, "is damned
"I don't resent it," sighs Heero, behind me. He's still in that nurse's
dress, but his legs are bare and hot, and one of his knees is nudging
my legs apart. My ass rests back on his lap, and I can feel the hot column
of flesh between his legs the costume budget doesn't seem to have stretched
as far as underwear. His hands are stroking at my buttocks, parting them,
teasing a fingertip at my entrance. Muscles flex my ass sings a wanton
tune for him. I have as much self control as a child with a handful of
candy. I can almost smell the butterscotch flavour.
His voice is very soothing. "I don't resent it one bit, Duo. I care for
you just as much as before. It excites me, to tell you the truth.
Maybe we can share that excitement."
Round at the front of my body, Wufei seems to be talking to me from somewhere
south of my groin region. Now my cock is nudging at his nose, and
damned eagerly, too. "I'd love to have you again, Duo. I want to do it
again. Do you again."
"What?" I gasp, half laughing, half hysterical. "With Heero here?"
Wufei's head comes up a little, and I can't see anything but passion in
his pupils. He flickers a look at Heero, over my shoulder. Heero's hands
tighten on my hips. I can see Wufei's smile I can feel Heero's
on the skin of my shoulder blades. They seem to be sharing some private
"Yes, with Heero here," grins Wufei. "With Heero, in fact."
Wufei doesn't bother explaining any further; his mouth is now occupied
with sliding greedily down my happily rejuvenated erection. I groan
I put a hand back to grasp at Heero.
"You don't mind, Heero?" I'm panting, softly. "You just gonna watch?"
"What do you think, Duo?" he hisses in reply. He reaches a hand
around me to the front, and tugs gently at Wufei's hair. The man slides
his mouth off my cock with something like reluctance, and lifts his head.
I watch in stunned amazement as he kneels up on the bed in front of me
and bends over my shoulder. Heero lifts his head too, and reaches his
mouth up towards Wufei's. His tongue slips out to lick at the other guy's
lips. Here I am, sandwiched between the two of them as their tongues thrust
into each other's mouth; as they swap saliva, savouring it like nectar.
As Wufei gasps with pleasure and Heero grunts with the same.
I've never seen Heero kiss anyone else.
It's fucking hot!
The aroma of the oil is strong in my nostrils; the sight of the two guys
locked at the lips is way beyond erotic. Heero gives a soft, panting sound
that I don't recognise from whenever I've kissed him.
But hey I can be generous, too.
They break at last, and Wufei slides back off the bed to kneel at my groin
again. His lips are puffy from kissing Heero and there's a drop of spit
glistening at the corner of his mouth. I can feel my own mouth open, and
my tongue reach to moisten it; I want to kiss him, too. He knows it
he grins at me.
"Later," he whispers. "Plenty of time. You smell of need, Duo
you smell of hunger, too. Mine."
They move in on me like they synchronised watches somewhere along the
line. Wufei's mouth slides back down on me and his hand slips under my
balls, fondling them and tugging them gently towards him. Exposing the
skin behind them. Heero takes over from there fingertips stroking at
that skin, thumb teasing at my entrance again, slick with saliva or some
kind of gel that his devious hands have had access to. When his finger
slips into me, I gasp. Wufei's mouth tightens on me, like he's smiling.
I can smell rich, oiled flesh I can smell shampoo and soap and linen
and cloth, and the heavy sweetness of welling seed.
Wufei's hand reaches up to my thigh with his free hand and tugs my upper
leg to a bent position he draws it forward, opening my ass to Heero
behind me. My eyelids feel heavy again, and I gaze down on the dark, shining
head bobbing at my crotch. I can feel Heero's breath on my back, and smell
its warm fruitiness. He gives that cute little grunt as his cock nudges
at me as he thrusts up inside me.
God... So much hotter; so much thicker; so much more satisfying
than fingers! I lie there on my side whilst their hands and lips and bodies
run all over me. Heero thrusts up into me with an abandon that he's never
shown me before; Wufei sucks and lavishes attention at my groin, the slick
muscles of his body flexing as he holds my legs in place so that all three
of us can move comfortably together.
When I come, I find that anguished shriek far too ready to escape. The
feeling's so damned rich so sharp! I slam my hips forward, seeking sanctuary
in Wufei's hot, sheathing mouth. He coughs gently and swallows everything
I produce, the hot, thick stuff coating his tongue. At the same time,
I feel Heero tense behind me, and his hands grow fiercer on me. One last
thrust and he swells inside me. "Duo..." he groans. "So very, very
He crushes up tightly against me he cries out with a most uncharacteristic
enthusiasm. I can feel the throbbing inside me, and the soft wet seed
pumping into me. There's a new perfume, all around us, full of sweat and
skin and passion spent.
As Heero relaxes against me, panting, I can feel the delicious exhaustion
all along my stretched limbs. The room seems even darker than before,
and I feel a lassitude creep over me again. Guess this night is just one
long catalogue of surrenders...
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