"The Weight Of Your Stare" (1x1 2x2 lime warning)
Title: The Weight Of Your Stare
Author: WickedGame
Archive: No Rest For the Wicked, my LJ
Category: PWP
Rating: X or NC-17 or M
Pairing: 1x1 and 2x2
Warnings: Masturbation, dirty talking Duo, exhibitionism
Notes: Written for the 1x2 ML SMUT weekend. (While the admins are away the posters will play.) Beta read by TrioWing and Adaina.
Heero slowed down his pace on the treadmill and then finally stopped completely, stepping off the belt and wiping his brow with his terrycloth towel. He always liked to run the treadmill last before he went into the dry heat sauna to sweat out all the rest of the impurities in his body.
He came here five days a week, usually right after work. Being a cop was a stressful job, and he always felt a million times better after working all that stress off. He would warm up on the stationary bikes, and then he moved onto the stairmaster. After some time there, he went to the weight machines and worked his muscle groups before he picked up the free weights and did some concentrated work. By the time he ran five miles on the treadmill, he was always ready to sit inside that cedar room filled with dry heat and sweat everything away.
Heero grabbed another bottle of water from the machine inside the locker room and changed his work out gear for a pair of board shorts that he kept here for this purpose. This gym didn’t allow people to run around in just their towels because of when Betty, the aerobics instructor, had been caught in a compromising position with one of the men who took her spinning class. Heero had been careful to avoid the spa ever since. Likewise with the steam room, where he had actually seen one of the personal trainers getting a blow job once. He kept to the sauna, where very few people actually went. There was a chance someone did something unmentionable in here, too, at one point, but he didn’t know and therefore didn’t care.
The heat had died down a little inside the sauna because of the lack of attendees, so Heero turned it back up and laid his towel out on a long wooden bench. Since the place was empty he lay down on the towel and closed his eyes, mentally reminding himself that he did not want to be in here for longer than thirty minutes.
It had only been maybe two minutes when the door opened quickly and Heero was forced to crack open an eye. And then he was forced to open both eyes and stare.
‘What kind of boy has hair that long?’ he found himself thinking. Long, silky looking brown hair with these delicate gold highlights. The hair was so long it was sticking to the skin of the boy’s ass.
“Oh! Excuse me. I didn’t know anyone was in here.” The boy offered a hand while clutching the towel around his waist. “I’m Duo. I’m trying to hide from this gaggle of girls that were chasing me to try and touch my hair. Stupid damn girls.”
Heero realized he was staring at the wide, expressive eyes and little turned-up nose the boy possessed and coughed discreetly. “Yeah, I’ve seen the girls chasing one guy or another through here. I’ve never been the victim, though.”
“I don’t know why not.” Duo winked and hopped up on a bench. Heero forgot all about trying to stay peaceful and quiet and leaned back against the cedar wall instead of lying back down on his towel.
Duo was bending over and stretching his towel out over a bench across from Heero. Heero found himself staring shamelessly at a tight ass encased in a pair of tiny swim shorts. Long legs that seemed to only be dusted by hair ended in slim feet. The muscles in Duo’s body were toned and not overtly present. When Duo straightened up and cracked his back while facing Heero he was witness to the unique and totally unwholesome event of a large drop of sweat coursing down Duo’s neck and down his breastbone, ending eventually at that low-riding waistband.
Heero swallowed. Hard.
He had never been this attracted to anyone. So attracted that he wanted nothing more than to beg this gorgeous thing to let him do nasty and dirty things to him that would surely frighten fish.
Duo lay down on his back, making Heero very jealous of the terrycloth fabric. Duo took his mass of hair and lifted it so that it fanned out above his head while he was lying down. There was so much hair that it spilled over the side of the bench and Heero was briefly reminded of Lady Godiva for some reason.
Duo looked…decadent. Like a chocolate truffle. Something meant to savor. Heero drank in the sight, fully aware that he shouldn’t be ogling someone he hardly knew in the dry heat sauna at his gym. He was sure Duo would go and complain any minute now. Damn, how he wanted to go and ease down that waistband and suck Duo’s cock.
He pressed his thighs together to try and relieve the ache there. It wasn’t working. And when Duo began to run his fingers over his torso and stomach Heero knew he was in deep trouble. He thought he might just be dreaming a really good dream; a dream where beautiful boys came into the rarely visited sauna and seduced him with a wealth of hair and a body to die for.
“You know, I can feel you staring,” Duo said from under closed lids. Heero started to sputter an apology but Duo held up a hand for silence. “It’s okay. I like it when gorgeous men watch me. Do you wanna watch me?”
“Uh…” Heero wad blushing from being caught and was unsure of what the right answer was in this situation.
“What’s your name?” Duo asked. Heero realized how rude he had been to not offer his name and he sighed.
“Heero.”
“Well, Heero. Do you like to watch? Would you like to watch me touch myself? I could you know. You’re hot enough and I like you.” Duo’s fingers circled one caramel colored nipple and Heero watched in rapt fascination as the tightening in his shorts grew.
“Ye….Yes.” Heero choked out.
Duo started to rub his right nipple between his thumb and forefinger, sucking in a breath as the pleasure of that act hit him. His hand snaked down after a moment and delved underneath his tight shorts. Heero watched as Duo pulled out an average-sized but nothing less than delicious-looking cock. He stroked it leisurely until it was at its full hardness, and then he focused one violet eye on Heero’s still form on the other side of the room.
“Breathe, Heero.” Heero let out a breath he had not known he was holding. Duo stroked his erection and then lifted his ass to pull off his sinful trunks. Now Heero was looking at Duo’s gloriously nude body. He was like a piece of art, so damned good to look at it made you want to cry. Heero let out an audible moan as he realized that Duo shaved his pubic area. The skin around his cock was bare.
“It makes masturbation even more pleasurable,” Duo said with hitched breath. He was pinching his left nipple now as he stroked his dick with his right hand.
Heero wanted to touch, to feel, to kiss, to suck, to sink into that body and fuck the living hell out of it. He wanted or needed this guy something fierce and he could see no way out of this. His erection was ready to burst at the sight of Duo masturbating in front of him. The chances they would be caught and the thought of Duo walking out of here and Heero never seeing him again were great, and Heero didn’t want that to happen. He had never met such an exhibitionist before.
“You could touch yourself you know. You could jerk off your own cock and come when I do. I’ll lick the semen off of you if you do.” Heero was amazed at how wanton Duo was, how free with his words and actions. Heero wished he had the courage to let go like that and surrender to every emotion he was feeling.
Duo stuck two of his fingers on his left hand into his mouth and sucked on them. Heero watched as they emerged, covered in saliva. He watched with baited breath as Duo spread his legs and made room for his left hand to venture between them.
When Duo groaned as he pressed the wet fingers into himself Heero knew he couldn’t wait any longer. He pulled down his trunks and took his swollen erection in his hand. He pumped it hard, needing to feel release at the same time as this creature in front of him.
“You’re so gorgeous. If this weren’t the dry heat sauna I would just offer my ass to you right now. See my fingers? They’re buried in my ass because I wish I could have your dick there. A hard dick pounding into me. Oh, God…” Duo trailed off as he began to stroke as fast as he could. Heero knew this meant that the other man must be nearing his orgasm and he sped his own hand up. It would not be long now.
“I want you to fuck me Heero. Take me home with you and fuck me silly. Any surface, any way you want it. I want to suck your cock and swallow your come. Oh God! I’m going to come!” Heero watched as streams of semen surged out of Duo’s cock and onto his chest and belly. Seeing his release was all Heero needed and he came as hard as he ever had, feeling it down at his toes and throughout his entire body before it left him in hot, white heat.
“Duo!” he shouted as he came, throwing his head back and letting the semen dribble over his thighs and the bench. He went slack and tried to stabilize his breathing.
Something wet and warm was licking his skin. Sucking on the tip of his sensitive dick. Swallowing the white liquid that had issued from the head of his penis. He fluttered his eyes open to see that Duo had not been lying and was definitely eating up every last bit of his come.
“You didn’t have to do that,” he said when Duo was finished and licking his lips.
“I wanted to. You taste so good.” Duo levered his naked body so that he was face to face with Heero. Heero pulled that elfin face in and kissed those juicy lips. Duo opened his mouth automatically and Heero stroked the recesses of his mouth and tasted essence of himself and what must be Duo on the inside. When he finally let Duo’s lips go Duo looked like he was high on lust and desire.
“I need a shower and then you can take me to dinner, how about that?” he asked quietly.
Heero tangled his hand in that mass of hair and kissed Duo’s lips. “You name the place.”
Duo looked down at his lap lecherously. “How about your place?”
-The End-
Author: WickedGame
Archive: No Rest For the Wicked, my LJ
Category: PWP
Rating: X or NC-17 or M
Pairing: 1x1 and 2x2
Warnings: Masturbation, dirty talking Duo, exhibitionism
Notes: Written for the 1x2 ML SMUT weekend. (While the admins are away the posters will play.) Beta read by TrioWing and Adaina.
Heero slowed down his pace on the treadmill and then finally stopped completely, stepping off the belt and wiping his brow with his terrycloth towel. He always liked to run the treadmill last before he went into the dry heat sauna to sweat out all the rest of the impurities in his body.
He came here five days a week, usually right after work. Being a cop was a stressful job, and he always felt a million times better after working all that stress off. He would warm up on the stationary bikes, and then he moved onto the stairmaster. After some time there, he went to the weight machines and worked his muscle groups before he picked up the free weights and did some concentrated work. By the time he ran five miles on the treadmill, he was always ready to sit inside that cedar room filled with dry heat and sweat everything away.
Heero grabbed another bottle of water from the machine inside the locker room and changed his work out gear for a pair of board shorts that he kept here for this purpose. This gym didn’t allow people to run around in just their towels because of when Betty, the aerobics instructor, had been caught in a compromising position with one of the men who took her spinning class. Heero had been careful to avoid the spa ever since. Likewise with the steam room, where he had actually seen one of the personal trainers getting a blow job once. He kept to the sauna, where very few people actually went. There was a chance someone did something unmentionable in here, too, at one point, but he didn’t know and therefore didn’t care.
The heat had died down a little inside the sauna because of the lack of attendees, so Heero turned it back up and laid his towel out on a long wooden bench. Since the place was empty he lay down on the towel and closed his eyes, mentally reminding himself that he did not want to be in here for longer than thirty minutes.
It had only been maybe two minutes when the door opened quickly and Heero was forced to crack open an eye. And then he was forced to open both eyes and stare.
‘What kind of boy has hair that long?’ he found himself thinking. Long, silky looking brown hair with these delicate gold highlights. The hair was so long it was sticking to the skin of the boy’s ass.
“Oh! Excuse me. I didn’t know anyone was in here.” The boy offered a hand while clutching the towel around his waist. “I’m Duo. I’m trying to hide from this gaggle of girls that were chasing me to try and touch my hair. Stupid damn girls.”
Heero realized he was staring at the wide, expressive eyes and little turned-up nose the boy possessed and coughed discreetly. “Yeah, I’ve seen the girls chasing one guy or another through here. I’ve never been the victim, though.”
“I don’t know why not.” Duo winked and hopped up on a bench. Heero forgot all about trying to stay peaceful and quiet and leaned back against the cedar wall instead of lying back down on his towel.
Duo was bending over and stretching his towel out over a bench across from Heero. Heero found himself staring shamelessly at a tight ass encased in a pair of tiny swim shorts. Long legs that seemed to only be dusted by hair ended in slim feet. The muscles in Duo’s body were toned and not overtly present. When Duo straightened up and cracked his back while facing Heero he was witness to the unique and totally unwholesome event of a large drop of sweat coursing down Duo’s neck and down his breastbone, ending eventually at that low-riding waistband.
Heero swallowed. Hard.
He had never been this attracted to anyone. So attracted that he wanted nothing more than to beg this gorgeous thing to let him do nasty and dirty things to him that would surely frighten fish.
Duo lay down on his back, making Heero very jealous of the terrycloth fabric. Duo took his mass of hair and lifted it so that it fanned out above his head while he was lying down. There was so much hair that it spilled over the side of the bench and Heero was briefly reminded of Lady Godiva for some reason.
Duo looked…decadent. Like a chocolate truffle. Something meant to savor. Heero drank in the sight, fully aware that he shouldn’t be ogling someone he hardly knew in the dry heat sauna at his gym. He was sure Duo would go and complain any minute now. Damn, how he wanted to go and ease down that waistband and suck Duo’s cock.
He pressed his thighs together to try and relieve the ache there. It wasn’t working. And when Duo began to run his fingers over his torso and stomach Heero knew he was in deep trouble. He thought he might just be dreaming a really good dream; a dream where beautiful boys came into the rarely visited sauna and seduced him with a wealth of hair and a body to die for.
“You know, I can feel you staring,” Duo said from under closed lids. Heero started to sputter an apology but Duo held up a hand for silence. “It’s okay. I like it when gorgeous men watch me. Do you wanna watch me?”
“Uh…” Heero wad blushing from being caught and was unsure of what the right answer was in this situation.
“What’s your name?” Duo asked. Heero realized how rude he had been to not offer his name and he sighed.
“Heero.”
“Well, Heero. Do you like to watch? Would you like to watch me touch myself? I could you know. You’re hot enough and I like you.” Duo’s fingers circled one caramel colored nipple and Heero watched in rapt fascination as the tightening in his shorts grew.
“Ye….Yes.” Heero choked out.
Duo started to rub his right nipple between his thumb and forefinger, sucking in a breath as the pleasure of that act hit him. His hand snaked down after a moment and delved underneath his tight shorts. Heero watched as Duo pulled out an average-sized but nothing less than delicious-looking cock. He stroked it leisurely until it was at its full hardness, and then he focused one violet eye on Heero’s still form on the other side of the room.
“Breathe, Heero.” Heero let out a breath he had not known he was holding. Duo stroked his erection and then lifted his ass to pull off his sinful trunks. Now Heero was looking at Duo’s gloriously nude body. He was like a piece of art, so damned good to look at it made you want to cry. Heero let out an audible moan as he realized that Duo shaved his pubic area. The skin around his cock was bare.
“It makes masturbation even more pleasurable,” Duo said with hitched breath. He was pinching his left nipple now as he stroked his dick with his right hand.
Heero wanted to touch, to feel, to kiss, to suck, to sink into that body and fuck the living hell out of it. He wanted or needed this guy something fierce and he could see no way out of this. His erection was ready to burst at the sight of Duo masturbating in front of him. The chances they would be caught and the thought of Duo walking out of here and Heero never seeing him again were great, and Heero didn’t want that to happen. He had never met such an exhibitionist before.
“You could touch yourself you know. You could jerk off your own cock and come when I do. I’ll lick the semen off of you if you do.” Heero was amazed at how wanton Duo was, how free with his words and actions. Heero wished he had the courage to let go like that and surrender to every emotion he was feeling.
Duo stuck two of his fingers on his left hand into his mouth and sucked on them. Heero watched as they emerged, covered in saliva. He watched with baited breath as Duo spread his legs and made room for his left hand to venture between them.
When Duo groaned as he pressed the wet fingers into himself Heero knew he couldn’t wait any longer. He pulled down his trunks and took his swollen erection in his hand. He pumped it hard, needing to feel release at the same time as this creature in front of him.
“You’re so gorgeous. If this weren’t the dry heat sauna I would just offer my ass to you right now. See my fingers? They’re buried in my ass because I wish I could have your dick there. A hard dick pounding into me. Oh, God…” Duo trailed off as he began to stroke as fast as he could. Heero knew this meant that the other man must be nearing his orgasm and he sped his own hand up. It would not be long now.
“I want you to fuck me Heero. Take me home with you and fuck me silly. Any surface, any way you want it. I want to suck your cock and swallow your come. Oh God! I’m going to come!” Heero watched as streams of semen surged out of Duo’s cock and onto his chest and belly. Seeing his release was all Heero needed and he came as hard as he ever had, feeling it down at his toes and throughout his entire body before it left him in hot, white heat.
“Duo!” he shouted as he came, throwing his head back and letting the semen dribble over his thighs and the bench. He went slack and tried to stabilize his breathing.
Something wet and warm was licking his skin. Sucking on the tip of his sensitive dick. Swallowing the white liquid that had issued from the head of his penis. He fluttered his eyes open to see that Duo had not been lying and was definitely eating up every last bit of his come.
“You didn’t have to do that,” he said when Duo was finished and licking his lips.
“I wanted to. You taste so good.” Duo levered his naked body so that he was face to face with Heero. Heero pulled that elfin face in and kissed those juicy lips. Duo opened his mouth automatically and Heero stroked the recesses of his mouth and tasted essence of himself and what must be Duo on the inside. When he finally let Duo’s lips go Duo looked like he was high on lust and desire.
“I need a shower and then you can take me to dinner, how about that?” he asked quietly.
Heero tangled his hand in that mass of hair and kissed Duo’s lips. “You name the place.”
Duo looked down at his lap lecherously. “How about your place?”
-The End-