1x2, food, squickiness, a bit of bondage
"Jazz...it's so seductive.
Don't you think so, Duo?"
Heero sat down at the G5, brought up iTunes, selected his Bill Evans Trio
playlist, then turned the Visualizer on. He moved across the living room,
the white plush tickling his toes as he did. He lowered the track lighting
to just above off, creating a sensuous glow off the rich mahogany and
leather of the room. He moved to the kitchen and leaned against the doorjamb,
crossing his feet at the ankles.
"Damn, but this is gonna be a fun night!"
The island in the middle of the kitchen was bare, except for one thing.
Heero had cleaned off the canisters of flour and sugar, taken down the
rack suspended above the island where pots and pans hung, and wiped it
down. The one thing on the island was his lover, Duo Maxwell, currently
naked, bound, and in what most would consider a compromising position.
Duo's long hair, the color of roasted pecans, was unbound and loose around
him, splashing over the edge of the island. His hands were crossed over
his tight belly, tied with crimson silk. A ball-and-gag allowed him only
moans and groans. His feet were on the edge of the island, his legs spread
"Ready, love?" Heero smiled.
Duo's eyes were wide, and he shook his head from side to side. Heero could
see that the young man's creamy thighs were trembling slightly.
"Oh, lover," Heero purred, "I know you didn't exactly have this
in mind when I asked you to stay in tonight and play, but trust me, this
is gonna be good. You may experience a little discomfort," Heero said,
slowly trailing his index finger from Duo's knee to his groin, "but don't
worry; I won't truly hurt you. And once you get past the initial, um,
exercises, yeah, it'll feel good. I promise." Heero smiled again.
Heero walked to one side of the kitchen and surveyed the tools and toys
he had laid out for the evening's adventure. He selected one and returned
to the island to stand between Duo's legs. He took a small bottle of olive
oil and poured some into the palm of his hand, then ran his hand over
the small carrot.
"Here we go, lover."
Heero put the tip of the carrot on Duo's asslips. He rubbed back and forth,
then gently pushed. The tip of the carrot slid in a bit, forcing open
the tight ring of muscle. Duo groaned softly. Heero looked up to see Duo's
head up off the island, his chin pressed to his chest.
"Oh, that's right, you like to watch. Just a minute." Heero left
the kitchen and returned with a small pillow taken from the living room
sofa. He raised Duo's head, moving his hair out of the way and slipped
the pillow in place. "There. All comfy?"
Heero moved back to the business end of his lover and picked up the carrot.
"Now, where were we? Oh, yes." He pushed the carrot into his lover, about
halfway, then rotated it in a circle. Duo groaned louder. He pushed it
in further, holding it by the greens, then pulled it out.
"Now for a bigger one." Heero put the small carrot on the counter to his
left and moved back to the setup by the refrigerator on his right. He
selected a medium-sized carrot and coated it with olive oil. He inserted
it into Duo, moving it back and forth.
"Nothing like a good vegetable fuck, is there, sweetheart?" Duo groaned
again. Heero played with the carrot, teasing it almost all the way in,
then almost all the way out. He swapped it for a bigger carrot, then switched
to a small cucumber.
"Ready for a squash? The small one's curved, so I can really work on your
prostate." Heero returned from the counter with the squash, carefully
selected at the market for it's unique shape, and frowned.
"What's this, lover? You're hard." Heero tched his tongue against the
back of his upper teeth. "Can't have that so early in the evening." He
put the squash down on the island and picked up Duo's ample cock. He dragged
two fingers through the precum pooled on Duo's belly and put them in his
mouth. "Um...yum..." Heero purred. He pulled Duo's cock into an upright
position and whacked the tip of it with two fingers. Duo flinched and
yelped around the gag in his mouth. His cock immediately began to soften.
"Sorry, lover. It's an old trick a nurse once pulled on me during a routine
exam. He was cute, I was horny, and...well, that's not the point, now
is it? Gotta get you soft in order to get this on." Heero pulled
a silver cock ring from his pocket and slipped it over Duo's now flaccid
cock, nuzzling it under his balls. "There. Now we can --" Heero frowned
again. "Better get out of these clothes. Don't want to ruin this dress
Heero undid the buckle on his khakis and stepped out of them, revealing
slim hips barely covered by royal blue bikini panties with yellow "1x2
rules!" patterned across them. He doffed his white button down and threw
both garments into the living room. Forgetting the squash, Heero moved
to the next stage of his entertainment.
"Okay, Duo. I think you're ready for something more adventurous." Heero
went to the counter and clattered around for a moment, his back blocking
Duo from seeing what he was doing. He returned to stand between Duo's
legs again, holding a turkey baster that he had filled with warm butterscotch
pudding. He inserted the baster into Duo's anus and squeezed, filling
his lover's channel with the slick/sticky substance. Duo moaned loudly
at the feeling.
"See? I told you that you had nothing to be afraid of." Heero fucked Duo
with the baster, occasionally squeezing more pudding into him.
"I see your cock's hard again. Ready to go for some double sensations?
Hmm?" Duo's eyes went wide.
Heero pulled the baster from Duo's ass and laid it on the counter to his
left. Butterscotch pudding dribbled from Duo's asslips to the island's
surface. Heero retrieved a plastic funnel from his palette of tools and
put a little olive oil on the narrow end, then pushed it into Duo. When
he let go, it quickly slid out of Duo.
"Oh, that won't do at all." Heero inserted the funnel again, and moved
Duo's legs to brace against the wide end, holding it in place. "There,
that'll work. But --" Heero looked around. "Be right back." He went to
the bedroom and returned with an old overstuffed pillow with the pillowcase
removed and a thick book he had pulled from the shelves in the living
"Won't hurt if this old thing gets stained or not. Now raise your hips."
Duo did, and Heero put the pillow under Duo's ass, arranging it so that
his lover's butt was tilted up in the air. The funnel fell out again.
Heero picked it up off the floor and pushed it into Duo again, this time
forcing it a good way in. Duo yelped.
"Don't worry, that's as far as it goes." Holding it in place with one
hand, Heero picked up the book. "Mobile Suit Mechanics, second edition,"
he said, brandishing the book before Duo's eyes. "Out of date. We need
the fourth edition anyway." He balanced the book on the pillow so that
it pressed against the bottom of the funnel, holding it in place.
"Okay. Finally." Heero moved to the stovetop and picked up the saucepan
of honey that he had warmed there. He tested it with a finger, then tilted
the pan back and forth. "Great. It's warm, not quite hot, and runny. Just
right." He poured the nearly hot honey into the funnel. The warm sticky
liquid ran into Duo's channel, mixing with the pudding already there,
sliding against the walls of his passage. Duo's hips began to pump against
"Frustrated? Yeah, I know, I know." Heero patted his lover's knee. But
wait till I add this." Heero went to the refrigerator and took an oven
mitt out of the freezer compartment and slipped it over Duo's cock, then
squeezed it. Duo yelped again. Heero began to pump his lover rapidly.
The double sensations of hot and cold shot through Duo's groin. He whimpered
around the ball between his teeth. His head swung from side to side.
"That's it, baby. Feel the goodness."
Heero pulled the oven mitt off of Duo, laid it on the counter to the left.
"Now let's reverse that."
Heero moved to the microwave and pressed Start. Eighty seconds later he
pulled a wet washcloth from it and quickly moved back to Duo. He wrapped
it around Duo's cock and squeezed. Duo groaned.
Heero grabbed a bottle of water from the refrigerator and poured the icy
liquid into the funnel. Duo's hips bucked. Heero pumped his lover again.
He pulled the funnel from Duo's ass and dropped it on the floor, not caring
about the butterscotch pudding, honey, and olive oil on it. He picked
up the cucumber and shoved it into his lover, honey, oil, and pudding
squishing out. He fucked duo with one hand, and with the other pulled
the washcloth off of his dick. He left the cucumber most of the way into
Duo's ass and picked up the olive oil and drizzled it all over Duo's cock
and balls, coating them liberally. He pulled the cucumber from Duo and
returned to the counter on the right, retrieving the largest carrot there,
as big as half his forearm. He pushed it into Duo's stretched hole with
one hand and grabbed his cock roughly with the other. He stroked and fucked
his lover, gradually speeding up.
"Oh, yeah, baby. Doesn't this feel good?"
Duo had his head craned back, his eyes squeezed tightly shut. He was whimpering,
his voice high and squeaky. And loud.
Heero pushed the carrot all the way in. Duo's hips bucked hard against
the intrusion. He yelped around the gag. Heero left it there and concentrated
on pumping Duo's cock, his hand a blur as he forcefully stroked him.
More than a minute passed, with Duo writhing on the kitchen island.
"Aw, baby. I forgot. You can't come, can you?" Heero stopped torturing
Duo's cock and reached for the silver cock ring under his balls.
"It's tight. Let me see..." Heero added some olive oil to Duo's balls,
and began to massage them. "I think if I slip my finger there..."
The ring slid up, over one ball. "Now the other. There! It'll slip off
now." Heero removed the ring and set it on the island.
"I want you to come for me now, Duo." Heero picked up Duo's cock, slick
with oil, weeping at the tip, and pumped it. Duo shivered, convulsed,
bucked, and finally came, screaming as creamy hot liquid spurted onto
his hands. Heero immediately reached for the carrot and pulled it out
halfway then tilted it to find Duo's prostate. He nudged it as his lover's
cock twitched violently.
"That's it, lover, milk it for all it's worth." Heero let go of the carrot
and grabbed Duo's semi-hard cock and stroked it some more. Duo pushed,
and the carrot, coated with pudding and oil and honey, exited his channel
and fell to the floor, hitting the funnel and sending it sliding away.
"Damnit, Duo, you're beautiful, you know that? And damn tasty, too. Oh,
here, let me help you. I bet your jaws are sore." Heero moved to the other
end of the island and unclasped the gag, then took the ball from between
"Goddamn cocksucking motherfucker! Untie me! If you ever try something
like this again I'll string you up by your heels and -- and --"
"And what? Do the same to me? Cut my balls off and feed them to me?" Duo
glowered at Heero. "Tell me it didn't feel good and I'll apologize."
Duo's eyes were wide. His nostrils flared.
From the living room, Bill Evans ran an energetic lick up the keyboard,
the drummer kicking up a storm on the toms, punctuating the end with the
"Okay, okay! So it felt good, damnit. I just wish I had known what was
"Oh, but that's half the fun, Duo." Heero smiled, then looked thoughtful.
"Would you really?"
"Well, maybe not. I don't know." Duo paused. "But really, Heero. When
you said 'Jazz and carrots,' I thought you were talking about a meal!"
"Oh, but it was, Duo. And a quite delicious one, even if I am
complimenting my own culinary skills." Duo harrumphed. "Now let's get
you cleaned up."
"Not so fast, Heero. There are a few things over there" Duo nodded to
the counter by the refrigerator "that you haven't used. And I'm particularly
hungry at the moment." Heero froze. "What do you say to a second course?"
Duo's eyes narrowed as his lips curled into a smirk.
Heero ran for the bedroom, Duo following at a gallop.
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