Heero's Laptop
by Moffit
Heero shut his door and stalked over to his laptop.
Picking it up from the desk, he unhooked the wires and
made himself comfortable on the bed, settling the
laptop securely in his lap.
Heero paused a second to listen for voices and
footsteps, then pulled out his headset. Fitting it on
his head, he plugged it in and turn on the laptop.
*buzzz*
Heero shivered at the tingle that ran up his spine.
Pulling up a program, he leaned back and closed his
eyes. Duo’s voice came clearly through the headset,
faint whimpers and moaning. Heero could feel himself
getting hard as he remembered how he got the sound
file.
***
//Heero woke, looking for the noise that had set off
his mental alarm.
"Ohhh...."
His head whirled around to take in Duo, the cause of
the noise. The boy was on his stomach, making small
thrusting movements with his hips into the mattress.
Hearing Duo start muttering in his sleep, Heero
climbed out of bed to lean an ear next to the boy’s
ear.
"...tight...good...so good......oh yeah..."
Heero blushed and stepped back. He was almost
embarrassed by the sudden arousal he felt at those few
words. Looking down at the boy he’d probably never
have, Heero made a quick decision.
Walking softly to his duffle bag, Heero pulled out a
small recorder. Padding back over to Duo, he held it
near the boy’s mouth.
Listening to the wonderful sounds Duo was making,
Heero couldn’t help but lower his hand to his own
erection. Rubbing himself through the soft cotton of
his boxers, Heero strained to not close his eyes.
Slipping his hand inside to grasp himself lightly, he
watched as Duo’s hips continued to thrust and imagined
he was the reason. He could almost see himself
positioned behind Duo, the other boy pushing himself
back on Heero’s cock eagerly.
Heero’s hand gripped more firmly, and soon Heero was
caught up in the thrill of jerking off right next to
his partner’s ear.
Duo was oblivious, lost in his dream. His subconscious
had taken the faint sounds Heero was making and
incorporated the into the dream as he fucked Heero Yuy
into the mattress.
"Ohhh...OH!"
Heero jumped back quickly, switching off the recorder
and diving into his bed before Duo could wake. Duo had
climaxed, and Heero was nervous that the boy might
wake. His back to Duo, he blushed again as he realized
his hand was still in his pants. Pulling it out
quicky, he stifled a groan as Duo’s bed creaked, the
boy muttering about sticky sheets and stumbling to the
bathroom.
Heero quickly took advantage of the other boy’s
disappearance to stuff the recorder under his pillow
and frantically try to bring himself off before Duo
returned.//
***
Heero was absently clicking open files, savoring the
feeling as the machine in his lap vibrated each time.
*buzz*
*buzz*
Finally, Heero couldn’t take it anymore. Setting the
laptop to the side, he dug his hand into his spandex
and grabbed his erection tightly, squeezing and
running his thumb over the tip. Heero shuddered as Duo
moaned in his ear, and he pretended it was Duo’s hand
pumping him slowly.
Timing it to the sounds Duo was making in the sound
file, Heero sped up his hand until his toes were
curling with the sensation.
Heero happened to look over at his laptop and saw what
he had last opened: A small movie of two men fucking,
one who looked remarkably like Duo, was playing on
repeat.
Heero’s back arched off the bed at the added visual
stimulation, white streams erupting in an arc to land
on his chest and splatter on his hand, even as Duo’s
voice cried out in ecstasy.
Breathing hard, Heero reached out and closed the lid
on his laptop. Duo’s voice stopped immediately.
/And Duo wonders why I like my laptop so much.../
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