Title: The Leading Man

Sequel to: The Director

Author: Enigma

Written: March, 2001

Rating: NC-17

Pairings: (1x2x4) (5x3)

Category: Yaoi Bondage Exhibitionism Masturbation Threesome Lemon

Enigma Story Category: Pilots' Pleasure

Archive: GW Addiction, Sweet&Sweet, Hugs & Kisses

Warnings: yaoi, bondage, exhibitionism, aggressive uke, masturbation,
threesome, lemon, WDNNSP!, hint of angst for spice

Disclaimers: I don't own the G-Boys but I like to play with them! I'm
not making any money off this story. It's written out of love, so
please don't sue me.

Note: What Duo did for Quatre comes back on him in a big way!
But what on earth is going on with Wufei and Trowa?!? Payback
has never been so sweet!

It had been only a few days since Duo Maxwell had assisted
two of his friends in giving an erotic gift to a third friend and
he foolishly believed his lover, Heero Yuy, had forgotten the
incident which he had walked in on.

Tired and still dirty from a long trip back to the safehouse he
shared with the other four Gundam pilots, Heero had followed
suspicious noises down a wooden staircase to the basement
where he walked into a scene from a wet dream.

Duo, naked, hair down and sweaty from exertion, knelt straddling
Chang Wufei's sated bare body on a bed along with the other
two pilots. Both Quatre Raberba Winner and Trowa Barton were
also nude, their skin still coated with oil as they basked in the pleasant
world of after-sex exhaustion. It had taken all of Duo's legendary
speaking abilities to keep his jealous lover from wrecking vengeance
against the other three even if it was their fault for the braided boy
being caught in such a questionable situation.

But now, it was time for payback, and as we all know, payback is --
um, well, this time it isn't quite hell, it's more like --
presenting Duo Maxwell, The Leading Man!!

Yes, well, bad joke, but anyway, Duo was now blindfolded and
handcuffed, his hair flowing freely around him. Guiding him down
the wooden stairs to the same basement where all the trouble had
started was his now *ex*-best friend, Quatre Raberba Winner who
was happily naked as he often was during their time
between missions.

The blond once blamed this strange preference on growing up
in the desert where it was "just too hot for clothes" but after it
was pointed out that colony L-4 was no desert, the blond had
just laughed. Eventually the truth came out when he admitted that
it was simply because he liked to go "au naturale" when he could
get away with it. Besides, it increased the likelihood he could
convince one of his two lovers to take time out to
play at a moment's notice.

"It'll be okay, Duo, trust me," the blond reassured the
nervous teen but the reassuring smile he wore was concealed from the Shinigami pilot.

"*Trust* you?!?" Duo exclaimed. "Quatre, do you think I'm
a total idiot?!? God, last time I trusted you and the guys I
ended up…" Duo's voice trailed off as the memories hit him
and he suddenly felt a little overly warm even though he
was nude. He swallowed around the sudden lump in his
throat and he finished, "The *last* time I trusted you
guys, Heero nearly killed me for it! What makes you
think I'm stupid enough to trust you again?!?"

The American boy stumbled as he tripped over an exposed
nail on the bottom step, losing his balance. As he flailed briefly
against the handcuffs which kept his arms behind his back,
strong hands reached for him and kept him from hitting the floor.

"I've got you, relax!" Trowa ordered, scooping his friend into
a bear hug of sorts before placing the usually braided boy
back onto his bare feet.

The brief contact allowed Duo to determine beyond a shadow
of a doubt that he was doomed. The handsome HeavyArms pilot
was also bare and in the moment he had held him it became
painfully obvious he was just as aroused as the other boy
was even if Duo was trying to deny it.

A groan escaped Duo's lips as Trowa moved away
from him and he felt abandoned.

Trowa chuckled softly, but said nothing more. He'd spoken as
much as he planned to for the moment and allowed one
of his lovers to take over.

Another voice rose as Wufei asked, "Are you
okay, Maxwell?"

"*Okay*?!?" Duo squeaked. "No, I am NOT okay,
Wufei!! Damn it all, I'm buck naked, my arms are cuffed
behind my back, I can’t see, and I'm horny as hell!" He took a
breath but it came back out as a moan as he felt the Chinese teen's
hands moving on his arms by the cuffs. At first he thought Wufei
was going to release him, but he wasn't, he was just moving the
restraints back down to where they belonged after they slid during
the near-fall. The other thing he noticed when Wufei's hip brushed
him was that he appeared to be naked as well, wresting a groan of
desire from his lips.

"Unnh! Wu… Take pity on me, man! Please!" Duo begged and
shouldn’t have been surprised when the answer came from the
third member of the trio that had gotten him into such trouble
before.

"We can't do that, Duo," Quatre chirped and then moved to take
the chestnut-haired teen's lips in a vicious kiss. "We've got a list
of things to do here and letting you go now is *not* on the list!"

Gasping from the sudden onslaught, something Duo immediately
missed when it ended, the blindfolded boy whimpered and then
simply begged quietly, "But, Q, if Heero walks in on me with you
three again like this I will be *so* dead! Please, man, don’t do this."

The blond simply chuckled as he moved Duo to stand near the wall
where Trowa had been chained the previous session they had
spent in this uniquely furnished basement. Duo felt the chains
brush against him but Quatre was only teasing, the handcuffs
were more than enough to suit their purposes.

As Duo gathered his scattered wits, he heard something
that made him whimper with need.

From across the room, he could hear the creak of the bed
that they'd restrained Quatre on that spectacular afternoon
when he allowed himself the title of "Director" for the purpose of
assisting his friends in giving the traitorous blond a sexual fantasy
like none other. A second creak filled the air and then a breathless voice.

"Trowa, let me take you, onegai?" Wufei moaned.

The sound of passionate kissing could be heard and what Duo
couldn't hear but had apparently occurred, was that Trowa had
indicated "yes" in his usual silent way.

"Ah, *gods*!!! Arigatou, koi!" Wufei exclaimed happily as the
taller boy began stroking the smaller boy's chest with some
warmed fragrant body oil.

The scent of the vanilla body oil hit Duo's nostrils. Just as his
brain was processing this new stimulus, he felt Quatre's hands and
mouth on his own chest.

"No, Q, please, don't do that!" He begged as the Arabian teen
leaned into him and began suckling at one nipple, taking the
other in his hand and rubbing the nub of flesh back and forth
enthusiastically.

In spite of himself, Duo suddenly regretted being unable
to see the other boy as he tantalized him with his mouth.
The temporarily blinded teen was certain that the sight of the
blond licking him would have been well worth the risks he was
being subjected to at that moment.

Small sounds of pleasure left the blond's mouth even as he
tasted and teased the other boy mercilessly. These little mewling
whispers brought images to mind of the afternoon spent pleasuring
the other boys and Duo found his knees beginning to weaken. As he
neared the point of being unable to stand much longer, though,
something was added to the mixture that really did change everything.

A pair of strong hands suddenly encircled Duo's arms from behind.
Even as the now hazy-minded youth tried to do the math and figure
out which of the boys from the bed had gotten up to help stabilize him,
he heard a low voice commanding him, "Stay on your feet, baka!"

"H-heero?!?" He exclaimed with a mixture of fear that his lover was
going to kill him for this second case of apparent infidelity and desire
that perhaps the Japanese pilot was there to do something far more
enjoyable. "It's not what you think, Heero! Really, it's not! I'm not
here because I *want* to be, I'm here…" he was cut off as the
hands tightened infinitesimally.

"You're here, Duo," Heero rumbled in his ear as he stepped close
enough to brush his own naked body against Duo's bare back,
"Because *I* want you here! This is where I get even for what
you three did while I was on assignment!" He ended his words
by grinding with his eager erection against the other
boy's ass meaningfully.

"Oh, God! Heero!!" Duo moaned and let his body rest almos
t fully against him. He had hated being blindfolded as this
episode began, but now he was discovering that the slight
sensory deprivation was only intensifying the effects of
everything around him.

The scent of vanilla filled the air and as Duo allowed himself to focus
on it, he heard once more the moans of pleasure from the couple on the bed.

"More," Trowa groaned softly, begging for Wufei to add a second
finger. The Chinese boy was preparing his lover slowly, Trowa was
always so very tight and he wanted to be sure not to hurt him.

"Patience, love," Wufei urged and kissed him gently as he continued to
go at his own pace.

Quatre glanced over his shoulder at the other two and groaned
with desire. It was a rarity to see Trowa submissively spread before
either himself or Wufei, but when it happened it was a sight beyond
compare. Long pale legs opened wide in invitation led the eye to a
straining erection and it was clear that the tall teen was not in the
mood to wait much longer for the Chinese boy to get them both to
a point of readiness. With another whimper, Quatre tried to turn
back to laving Duo's chest and pleasuring him indirectly, but he
was about to give that up in favor of helping Wufei please
Trowa instead.

As Quatre was preparing to abandon his assigned post,
though, a low voice cut through his thoughts and ordered,
"Take off Duo's blindfold and get on your knees, Quatre."

The blond head swiveled back and he clearly saw the rampant
desire in Heero's eyes as he, too, had been entranced by
the pair on the bed.

The Wing pilot would never have willingly told his lover that he
desired any of the other teens, but the pair on the bed had
intrigued him for some time. If Duo didn’t make him so
exquisitely happy, both sexually and emotionally, Heero wouldn't
have hesitated to approach both Trowa and Wufei in the
hopes of trying a three-way with them himself.

He'd seen a bit too much of the pair to deny his aching need for his
own lover, though, and Heero decided it was time to move the action to
completion.

Quatre did as he was bidden and slipped the black cloth off of violet
eyes allowing Duo the chance to see the fantastical display that
Wufei and Trowa were putting on for anyone who cared to watch.
The Arabian teen paused to admire the lean lines of his lovers as
they moved in a sensuous seduction which now included Trowa
returning the favor of teasing beyond all tolerance by stroking some
of the vanilla oil onto Wufei's shaft, bringing a soft moan from
lips swollen from kissing.

"Want you," Wufei groaned to Trowa as he added a third finger
to the effort of preparing him, drawing a look of intense
pain/pleasure from the taller pilot. As Trowa tried to adjust,
though, Quatre's attention turned away.

Now on his knees, Quatre placed his hands on Duo's hips to
still their slight bucking motion before he leaned forward to kiss
the tip of his cock. Teasing, the blond's tongue ran across the
broad head, tasting the sweetly bitter fluid that had gathered there.

"Mmmmm!" Quatre moaned appreciatively even as he
opened his mouth to begin stroking long hot swaths
with his tongue from base to tip.

"Oh, yes!!" Duo cried out as he felt the work of the boy
in front of him. As his head moved down to watch his
length being slowly engulfed, he felt something far better,
though, as Heero moved one leg to spread his feet apart on the cold
concrete floor.

A happy cry escaped Duo's lips as he felt Heero begin to probe his
ass, a single finger teased up and down the valley that extended from
the base of his spine. To his relief, Heero soon stopped teasing and
slid the finger into his entrance deeply.

"GOD!!!" Duo groaned through clenched teeth as he realized his lover
was taking him too close to the edge by immediately hitting the soft
spot within his body that turned everything to pure gold.

Heero grinned in pleasure as he felt Duo begin to thrust back onto
his hand vigorously. The American was extremely sensitive under
normal conditions, but Quatre had recommended that they let him
pleasure Duo with his mouth even as Heero took him from behind.

This arrangement was obviously working almost too well and the
stimulation combined with the erotic feeling of the handcuffs still
in place were about to send Duo over the edge when a sharp cry
from the couple on the bed drew everyone's attention there.

"TROWA!!!" Wufei screamed as he was shocked by the taller
boy's suddenly aggressive behavior. One of the reasons Trowa
didn’t care for the role of uke was waiting on one of his partners
to initiate the actual union of their bodies. And while he liked the
feel of a cock buried in his ass as much as they did, he was too
impatient. When Wufei had moved to enter him slowly, Trowa had
looped one long leg around the waist of the Chinese boy above him
and placed his other foot flat on the bed. Then, without warning,
he had pulled tight with one leg and thrust up with the other,
impaling himself in a single hard thrust.

"Ah, FEI!!!" Trowa groaned happily, emerald eyes half-lidded as he
regarded the look of stunned amazement on the face above him before
commanding softly, "Move. Take me harder!"

The shock slowly dropped away from onyx eyes and then Wufei
smiled at his lover with as much feral desire and passion as he held
for the brunette. "If that's what you want, Tro, then you've…" he
paused as he pulled back a few inches and then slammed back in
as hard as he could manage, wrenching a moan from his lover,
"..got it!" He finished with a sexy snarl as he began slamming into
and out of the demanding body beneath him, filling the air with the
sound of flesh slapping flesh in an increasing rhythm.

Quatre, to Duo's surprise, never once stopped what he was doing
to watch this display of animalistic sex and was totally focused on
biting Duo's erection, careful not to damage him in his enthusiasm.
As Duo refocused on the sensations the blond was giving him, he
moaned and drove his hips forward in little begging thrusts of his own.

"Oh no you don't!" Heero warned as he felt his lover trying to
establish a rhythm against the eager mouth that was engulfing him.

"You don’t come until *I* say so!" The cobalt-eyed youth growled
and pulled his own questing fingers free to apply some of the
vanilla oil to his own aching need.

With no further preface, he slid into Duo's tight channel, filling the
chestnut-haired boy in a single slow deliberate thrust. Heero was a
nticipating Duo's sudden loss of strength and recaptured his arms in
his hands as he withdrew slightly and then plunged back in, sending
Duo's cock deeper into Quatre's throat.

"YES!!!" Quatre gasped, then begged, "More, Heero, please,
give us more!"

Muted by the overwhelming sensations, Duo could only nod his
agreement with the request. From his vantage point he watched
as Wufei pumped into Trowa with increasing vigor as the taller boy
encouraged him with soft moans and barely audible words of love.
Even as he felt himself approaching the precipice, Duo saw Wufei reach
one hand out and begin to stroke Trowa's dripping arousal.

With a shout, the Chinese boy suddenly stiffened as he began to
climax buried deep inside his lover's body. At very nearly the same
instant, there was an answering cry as Trowa came, his seed glistening
as it pulsed onto the bronze hand that continued to caress him gently
as he was milked of every last drop.

Wufei, utterly spent by the truly unusual situation of not only being
allowed to take the long-legged boy but also doing so with an audience,
collapsed into Trowa's waiting arms and the pair lay together
breathless yet content.

Quatre, meanwhile, had allowed one hand to slide free of its
position on one of Duo's creamy hips to slide between his own legs.
He massaged his aching cock as he heard the sounds of his lovers
reaching completion without him and groaned in the back of his throat,
sending vibrations down Duo's length as he felt himself near the edge.

Even as the blond was pleasuring himself with his hand and Duo
with his mouth, Heero was increasing the strength of his thrusts
making both himself and Duo moan and cry out.

Heero, clearly the "Director" of this erotic scenario, commanded
Duo, "Come for us now, Duo!" With an unintelligible scream, Duo
did exactly that and he filled Quatre's mouth with his seed.

The boy kneeling in front of them eagerly lapped up every glistening
drop of Duo's passion and released his own onto his pumping fist
at the same time, groaning with pleasure at the exquisite taste in his
mouth and the feeling of relief that climax granted him. Quatre was
breathing hard and watched with pleasure as Heero threw his head back
silently as he came, pumping Duo's ass one last time before freezing in
place as he throbbed out the liquid proof of his own desires.

Holding Duo's chest tightly, Heero pushed himself deeply
into the other boy before withdrawing growling out loudly enough
for the entire room to hear, "You are *mine*, Duo Maxwell, and
don’t you forget it!"

Rendered silent by the overwhelming nature of their union, Duo could
only nod his understanding and agreement as he laid his head back
against one powerful shoulder.

Quatre, still on his knees, looked up at the pair as Heero broke their
intimate joining and he grinned. The hentai pilot was thrilled not only
with the tasty treat he had just received but the view was to die for,
in his opinion. Wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, Quatre
stood unsteadily to retrieve the handcuff key for Heero to release
Duo's arms before they cramped up.

Curled on top of Trowa's body on the bed, Wufei had been
bordering on sleep when the trio on the floor achieved release.
He looked over at them and smiled before yawning slightly a
nd closing his eyes to go back to cuddling his lanky lover.

Not as close to sleep but not far from it, Trowa had enjoyed the
show the others had put on and found that his own desires were
attempting to reawaken. But even as he wondered which of his
lovers might be interested in something more, he realized he had
been rather too enthusiastic with Wufei and was now becoming
aware of being slightly more sore than he expected. With a silent
decision to seduce the two boys he adored later in the comfort of the
king-sized bed they shared, he let his green eyes slide shut and he pulled
Wufei more tightly to him possessively.

Duo, once freed of the cuffs, was allowed to sink back to lean against
Heero's body for support. He rubbed at the slightly chafed skin with
a grin as he looked at his lover who had an odd smile on his face as
he regarded him in return.

"That was fun, Heero, thanks!" Duo grinned as he allowed Heero
to capture his mouth for a last passion-filled kiss. As they separated,
Duo moved to take a step and his knees buckled sending him
into Quatre's arms.

"Careful, Duo," the blond commented before moving out of
the way as Heero bent to pick the sated youth up into his arms.
Duo just sighed and gratefully snuggled closer, once more delighted
that Heero had enough stamina for the both of them as the Wing
pilot moved to carry him back up the stairs.

"By the way," Heero called back from a midpoint on the
stairway, "I think if we ever do this again, it will be Trowa's
turn for a feature part. He seemed to enjoy a bit more attention
than I had suspected he might."

This was answered with an unhappy moan from the bed as
Wufei was startled out of his peaceful state when Quatre dropped
onto the bed beside his lovers and Trowa remarked flatly,
"No, that wont be necessary, Heero. I have *more*
than enough attention as it is!"

The Sandrock pilot giggled a bit and wormed his way into both Trowa's
and Wufei's arms before he snuggled close and
let his own eyes slide shut.

Wufei, however, looked mildly displeased.

"What's the matter, Wu-man? Did you want it to be *you* in the starring
role next go at this?" Duo offered far more enthusiastically
than Heero expected.

As the Japanese boy made a mental note to find out later if his
long-haired lover shared his secret interest in the exotic youth, the
frown on Wufei's face turned into a look of embarrassed chagrin.
"No, nothing like that, Duo," he admitted, "It's just that next time we
play down here we need to bring down a rug! Q's feet are cold from
the concrete floor!"

"Wufei! That's mean!" Quatre sniped back and tried to move to
put his cold knees against the other boy's back in vengeance,
but Trowa stopped him by simply pulling him closer as he
shifted Wufei to his other side.

Trowa yawned and then commented dryly, "*If* we ever play
down here again, *I'm* bringing down a blanket, too, it's cold all the
way around. Now go away, Fei needs to sleep."

"Oh?" Heero teased as he felt more than heard Duo yawning
against his chest. "You think it's only Wufei that needs a nap, Trowa?
I beg to differ. Our 'leading man' here needs his rest, too,
so you're on your own."

The couple on the stairs vanished as Heero did his level best to
disguise the fact that the afternoon's erotic adventure had tired him
as well. The trio in the basement was quietly fading into slumber with
the exception of Quatre who was staring angrily at the handcuffs
forgotten on a chain-laden hook on the wall.

With a sigh of long-suffering, Trowa asked softly,
"What's the matter, little one?"

"Well," Quatre pouted, "If we each take turns with this game
I have to wait until you, Wufei, and Heero all get a turn! With my luck,
we'll be somewhere boring without a fun little dungeon like this
when it's my turn again!"

Trowa snorted in amused humor then mumbled, "Hentai," before
falling asleep to the even breathing of the Chinese boy beside him.

"Yeah, so I am," Quatre remarked between yawns. "Never heard you
complain about it before! Geez!"

Within a few minutes, though, the sweet sound of peaceful sleep
was all that was heard in the safehouse. All five boys were tired from
their amorous activities and while it is unknown if the remaining
three ever got a "turn", it was clear that Duo Maxwell had
thoroughly enjoyed being designated the "leading man"
for the afternoon.

~OWARI~

 

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