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Heero sat back at his desk. So far, there had been two attempted
break-ins at the house, which had been easily foiled by even the
incomplete security. No worries there. Slightly more concerning were
the inquiries made by two men in expensive suits at one of his banks.
The bank manager had contacted Heero after they had left; the men had
been trying, surreptitiously, to find out if anyone matching Heero or
Duo's description had been seen at the bank. Luckily, the manager of
this bank was a friend of Jack's, and by extension, Heero's, and well-
paid at that. So not only did the men not get the information they
were looking for, they had been sent off to Columbia on essentially a
wild goose chase. A few other inquiries and bribes from Heero assured
him that the men hadn't tried to contact any of his other banks. And
no one knew the address here. Heero felt as safe as he ever had.
Soon, they'd be traveling again, on their Brazilian passports, and
would be virtually untraceable.
First, though, they had their house to christen. Tomorrow was the
first day, and the first night, that Heero and Duo would spend in
their new home. Today, they were just putting the finishing touches
on the inside. The outside had been completed last week. Security was
fully in place. They'd just arrived with loads of groceries, and Duo
was busy deciding where everything would go. Neither of them cooked
much, so most of it was frozen or canned. Every once in a while, Duo
would appear and ask Heero's opinion on something, or just kiss him
teasingly, while Heero tested the security of his internet
connection. There was a pleasant tension between them, an
anticipation; both of them were very aware that tomorrow night they
would make love, completely, for the first time. Heero had been
walking around continually half-hard for days, but he had to admit to
himself he was slightly nervous. He'd read as much as he could, of
course, about what they were going to do, but the fact remained that
both of them were virgins. He was worried about hurting Duo, or, even
more, that the longhaired boy would be disappointed in him. They had
discussed "the night," as it had come to be known, and they had
decided that, at least at first, Heero would take Duo. Heero closed
his eyes as a shiver of desire ran through him. He'd wanted this from
the first moment he'd laid eyes on Duo, before he'd even known the
other boy's name. A primal need, lust mixed with the need to protect,
frightened him with its intensity sometimes. But he never questioned
the fact that he and Duo were meant for each other.
Finally, everything was set. They headed back to the hotel for the
last time. They were both exhausted, and needed a good night's sleep.
The next night, neither of them would be sleeping much.
They didn't touch more than a goodnight kiss; by unspoken agreement
they were letting their need build up, for the big event.
The next day dawned bright and hot; they packed their things. Most of
their stuff was already at the house. They had bought an old jeep
about a week after they arrived; many roads in the area were quite
primitive. Duo loved to take the top off and let the sun beat down on
him. Heero just liked to make Duo happy. They stopped off for lunch,
and arrived at the house finally. Heero had had a garage built, so
the car wouldn't even be visible. They got out, and when Duo
approached the door, Heero stopped him. "Wait."
Duo was instantly worried. "Is something wrong, Heero?"
But Heero's face broke out into a wide smile. "No, not at all. I just
want to do this right."
Duo looked confused while Heero deactivated the security system and
opened the door. Then he turned to Duo. "I know we can't get married,
at least not yet, but I'd still like to uphold one silly tradition."
Duo looked back at him, and he continued, shyly. "This is the first
day of our official life together. I'd like to carry you over the
threshold of our new home."
"Oh, Heero!" cried Duo, grinning. "That's so romantic!"
Heero smiled. He had been worried that Duo would think him silly, but
he'd seen it once in a movie, and the scene had stayed with him. He
had never thought he would feel that way about someone, so that he
really wanted to indulge in meaningless traditions, but then he had
met Duo. "Ready?" he asked.
Duo laughed. "You should know better than to ask me that!"
Heero bent and scooped Duo up in his arms. The longhaired boy wrapped
his arms around his lover's neck and held tight. Then Heero stepped
forward, and carried Duo into the house.
Duo sighed happily and rested his head on Heero's shoulder. "You're
"No," protested Heero, reluctant to put Duo down. "I just love you."
They stared into each other's eyes for a long moment. "Heero?" Duo
"Yes, Duo?" Heero was drowning in Duo's eyes, and the feeling of the
boy in his arms.
"Do we have to wait until tonight?" the longhaired boy asked.
Heero just looked at Duo. "I don't see why," he breathed, putting Duo
down carefully while still maintaining as much contact as possible
between their bodies.
Duo kept his arms around Heero's neck and pressed closer. "Good," he
murmured. "'Cause I really don't think I can wait much longer," he
finished, pressing his arousal against Heero to prove his point.
"I love the way you think," moaned Heero, pressing his own erection
forward in answer. A quick realignment of their bodies, and their
hard lengths lined up, rubbing together through layers of clothes.
Too many layers. Heero pulled back with effort. "Just one minute," he
panted. He then turned to the security controls and quickly keyed in
the sequence that would turn on exterior security, as if they were in
for the night. He had a feeling that they wouldn't be going out any
Security shutters rolled down, behind the glass, invisible except if
you tried to break the glass. Then all you would see was impenetrable
steel. Exterior motion detectors sprang to life, keyed to react to
anything larger than a dog. The perimeter cameras transmitted images,
but no one was watching them right now.
Duo waited patiently, knowing how important all of Heero's security
measures were. He knew how they worked, but he hoped they never had
to make use of them. He trusted Heero, and he couldn't wait to give
himself to the boy he loved, completely. He had long ago ceased to
have any feelings for his mostly absent parents, and it didn't
surprise him in the least that they had been laundering money. He was
content to be with Heero; they had so many adventures ahead of them.
But their biggest adventure would begin tonight, and he couldn't
Heero turned back to Duo and smiled. "Ready?"
"What do you think?" grinned Duo, and Heero took his hand.
Heero led Duo to the bedroom. The king-sized bed looked huge; it had
never been used, as virgin as the two boys who stood at the foot of
it. They looked at each other, and though Heero's body was screaming
at him to go fast, he wouldn't. He pulled Duo close, and looked into
his eyes for a long moment before whispering, "I love you, Duo." Then
he captured the other boy's lips in a sweet, lingering kiss.
Duo melted into it, parting his lips gently, molding his body to
Heero's. The kiss was like a thousand others they had already shared,
yet so much more; it carried a promise and a portent. They wouldn't
stop this time.
Heero let his hands trail gently over Duo's slim body; he had nearly
memorized every inch but he still couldn't get enough. The
instinctive need to claim Duo, to make him his in every way, was
rising within him. He hoped he could go slowly enough.
Heero's touches blazed like fire over his skin, and Duo couldn't get
enough. He leaned back slightly and pulled off his shirt. He wanted
to feel Heero's hands all over him. He shivered at Heero's gaze on
him, so hungry. He licked his lips. He couldn't wait to be one with
The temperature in the bedroom rose; hands made clumsy with desire
fumbled over aching bodies. Duo nearly tore Heero's shirt off him,
needing to feel the other boy's hard muscles against him. He ran his
hands reverently over Heero's torso; he couldn't get enough of
touching every plane and ridge. Heero moaned as Duo touched him,
setting every nerve alive with need. He was so hot, he felt he could
climax from just this touching and their hot kisses. He wanted to
devour Duo, never stop kissing and touching him. He tried to remember
everything he had read, about preparation and lubrication and going
Luckily, they had done a lot of exploring, so Heero had built up some
stamina. He wasn't sure if it would be enough, though, when Duo was
spread beneath him. He knew what he had to do, though. They hadn't
explored that far, wanting to stay truly virgins until they went all
Heero pulled back to catch his breath, and fumbled with the button on
Duo's jeans. Together, they got him out of them, and Duo grinned when
Heero realized his lover wore nothing beneath. "Didn't want to waste
any time," he grinned, and it lightened the mood. Heero had a
tendency to get too serious about things, and Duo knew it.
"Great minds think alike, then," Heero replied, dropping his own
jeans to reveal he too was going commando.
Now they both stood naked in front of each other; not the first time,
but the most significant. They looked at each other for a long
moment, both completely aroused.
Heero took a deep breath, and walked to the dresser. A compact stereo
sat there, and he touched a button. Music played softly, enhancing
rather than taking from the mood. Duo watched Heero as he walked back
to him, going around behind the longhaired boy. Duo had also left his
hair loose for the occasion; he knew how much Heero loved the feel of
it cascading around them both.
Heero stood behind Duo, not quite touching, and reached forward
slowly, moving aside the long curtain of hair gently. He then bent
down and kissed the exposed neck and back, small nibbles and licks he
knew Duo loved. Duo shivered and moaned softly, almost inaudible. He
leaned back almost imperceptibly, into the caresses, encouraging.
Slowly, Heero moved closer, paying attention to every inch of Duo's
neck, gently pressing himself against the other boy from behind.
Duo's moans grew in intensity when he felt Heero's hard length
pressing against the cleft of his ass. Heero rocked gently against
Duo, moaning himself now, one hand sliding over a shoulder and down
Duo's front. Duo gasped as Heero brushed over one hard nipple, then
moving to the other. Heero nibbled at Duo's earlobe as his hand
continued lower, sliding down his stomach, avoiding the boy's
erection, but touching him everywhere else.
Duo closed his eyes and leaned back against Heero, letting the other
boy tease him. He dropped one of his own hands back behind them both,
starting at the small of Heero's back. He slid his hand down, cupping
Heero's muscular ass, pulling the other boy tighter against him. He
felt Heero's moan as a vibration on his neck.
Heero finally wrapped his fingers around Duo's arousal, lightly,
making him gasp. Heero stroked slowly, deliberately, pausing to run
the pad of his thumb over the tip, feeling how wet Duo was. Duo
moaned in protest, trying to thrust into Heero's hand, but the steely
grip on his hip prevented him. He was pinned against his aroused
lover, tortured slowly, and he loved it. As he stroked slowly, he
whispered in Duo's ear, "We're finally going to make love, Duo,
nothing will stop us now."
Duo said nothing, only breathed faster. Heero knew his lover liked to
hear him talk, so he went on, "I'm finally going to slide deep inside
you, my love. All the way. I'm going to take you completely," he
breathed, stroking faster. "I'm going to make you scream."
Heero was torturing himself too; he closed his eyes for a moment to
get himself under control. Though he knew he could recover quickly,
he really wanted to be inside Duo when he climaxed next. Carefully,
still stroking Duo, he steered the other boy to the bed. He released
him then, and whispered, "Get on the bed. On your stomach, please."
Duo whimpered but did as Heero asked, keeping his back to the other
boy. He settled on the bed, moaning as his hard length rubbed against
the covers. He pulled his hair to the side so he wasn't lying on it,
then looked back over his shoulder at Heero. "Like this?" he purred,
spreading his legs as Heero just stared.
"Perfect," Heero replied, tearing his eyes away as he went to get a
tube off the dresser. Then he walked back to the bed, climbing up on
it, crawling up the bed behind Duo. He pushed Duo's legs apart
farther, kneeling between them. He reached up and grabbed a spare
pillow and slipped it under Duo's hips, so the longhaired boy was
open to him, the perfect angle.
"Oh, god, Heero," moaned Duo, the combination of the position and the
anticipation nearly driving him insane. "Want you so much..."
Heero couldn't take his eyes off his lover, his virgin ass raised to
him like an offering. "I'm going to give you what you want, Duo,"
promised Heero, his voice rough with passion as he reminded himself
he had to go slowly and prepare him thoroughly. In all their
explorations, he had never put as much as a finger inside Duo, but he
knew what he had to do. Slowly, he bent down; he was so hard his
arousal was poking him in his stomach. He leaned down and kissed Duo
on the small of his back, feather light, and moved downward. Duo
squirmed and whimpered. "Hold still," he commanded, putting his hands
on the boy's slim hips.
"Stop torturing me!" whined Duo, who thought he was going to die
soon. He couldn't see what Heero was doing, didn't know what was
coming next, and his cock was rock hard and trapped beneath him.
Heero ignored Duo's pleas and continued his leisurely pace down his
back. He lavished more attention on Duo's ass, then moved onto his
Duo felt like all his skin was on fire, and he ached for more
stimulation. Heero held him so he couldn't even rub himself against
the sheets. "Heero!" But his cry turned to a moan when he felt what
Heero did next.
Heero grinned; apparently Duo liked it. He bent his head and did it
again, spreading open Duo's cleft and letting his tongue dance along
it. Duo gasped and Heero repeated the action, lingering over his
entrance, licking at it delicately.
"Oh my god, Heero," panted Duo. "Do you have any idea," he paused to
moan as Heero did it again, "What that feels like?" he finished,
"No idea," admitted Heero, and pressed his tongue harder against
Duo stopped trying to talk as Heero fucked him with his tongue. All
he could do was gasp and moan, clutching at the pillows desperately.
It was hard work, but Heero quite enjoyed being the cause of those
wonderful sounds coming from his lover. It must feel amazing, and he
couldn't wait to feel it sometime. Duo sounded like he was on the
edge, though, so Heero stopped, squeezing out some lube with one hand
and sliding one finger inside his lover while he was still recovering.
The longhaired boy was about to complain of the loss of Heero's
tongue when he felt his fingers, and he decided he liked that as
well. He tried to push himself back onto Heero's fingers, needing to
Heero stretched Duo carefully, though it was hard to concentrate with
Duo wiggling and moaning and demanding more; every moan went straight
to his already aching cock. But he would not hurt his love. Soon, he
was thrusting three fingers in and out, and Duo was asking for more.
It was time.
He removed his fingers and sat back on his knees. "Turn over, Duo, I
want to see you when we make love," he asked softly.
"Oh, Heero, you're perfect," breathed Duo as he turned over, already
missing the feeling of something inside him. He felt open and needy
and oh so ready. "Please."
Heero took a moment to just look at Duo; never had he been happier
than right now, preparing to take the beautiful boy he loved. Duo lay
ready for him, legs spread, cock dripping, hair like a cloud around
him. Blue-violet eyes begged, sensuous mouth hung open, panting. He
put more of the lube on his arousal as quickly as possible. He hoped
he could last, to do their first time together justice. They would
both remember it always.
"I love you, Heero," sighed Duo, looking up at the boy who had
changed his life. He was slightly worried about pain, but he wanted
to give himself fully to Heero. The ultimate physical expression of
love would seal their emotional bond; he wanted to spend the rest of
his life with Heero. He knew they were young, but he felt as if he'd
known him forever, that they'd spent a lifetime together already.
They had their home, their safe fortress, and the rest of their lives
in front of them. He was ready.
"I love you too, Duo. Forever," he sighed, easing forward,
positioning himself. He could feel the heat of Duo's body as he
pressed the tip of his erection against the other boy's entrance. He
pushed, and gasped at the incredible constriction as the head slid
inside. He focused on Duo's face, watching for a sign of pain. He
slid in another inch, carefully.
Duo bit his lip; it did hurt, just slightly, a burning stretching
feeling that wasn't entirely unpleasant. He tensed automatically,
then remembered to relax. Suddenly, the pain eased and the hard
length slid inside him a bit farther. Heero was looking at him in
concern, so he smiled. "I'm fine, Heero. Give me more," he
murmured. "Make me yours."
So Heero did; he slowly eased forward, shifting his weight onto his
arms, trying to ignore the exquisite tightness of his lover's channel
around him. Finally, he was fully inside Duo, and he paused,
breathing heavily. "Are you ok?" he asked with difficulty. Duo
nodded, and he continued, "You feel that, Duo? I'm inside you. All
the way," he panted. "You're mine. All mine."
"Yes, Heero," Duo moaned, trying to wrap his legs around Heero to
make him go deeper. "Yours."
Heero groaned; Duo moving his legs caused his internal muscles to
caress the length inside him until he was almost desperate to thrust,
to move. He couldn't hold back a small movement, pulling back
slightly and pushing back in. That small thrust caused the most
exquisite friction, and he gasped.
Duo gasped as well, Heero's cock inside him stroked his inner walls,
and he knew the burst of pleasure that ran through him must be from
his prostate. Right now, though, he didn't care about the mechanics;
he just wanted Heero to move again. He tightened his legs around
Heero's waist, trying to make him do it again.
Heero thrust again, pulling out a bit more this time, and when he
drove back in, he couldn't stop. Each thrust was deeper, harder, and
he moaned a bit louder. "Duo," he gasped. "Are you ok?"
Duo was more than ok. The deeper the thrust, the better it felt, and
he knew he was close to something cataclysmic. "God, Heero, it's so
good, give me more," he begged, his voice rising.
They abandoned words for moans, then, Heero concentrating on each
thrust, his climax building up. Duo clung to Heero's strong arms,
nearly screaming now, begging wordlessly for more.
It felt like hours they moved together, but only minutes passed in
the real world. They weren't part of the world right now. Bodies
moved together, perfect unity.
Even nirvana couldn't last, though; Heero moaned, "Touch yourself,
Duo, I'm so close..." He held his release back with difficulty.
Duo nodded and slid his hand between them, and when he stroked his
own arousal he arched up and screamed. "Heero!" He stroked twice,
then he was climaxing, so hard he nearly passed out from pleasure.
His seed pumped out between them, and his body tightened.
Heero watched Duo's face as it was transfixed with pleasure, the
other boy's scream washing over him, taking him to his release. Duo's
body caressed him, ripples of pleasure adding to his, and he growled
as he filled his lover for the first time. Pleasure so intense he
thought his heart would stop; it seemed to go on and on as he froze,
unable to move.
Heero finally remembered to breathe, coming back to awareness, still
poised above Duo. He looked down at his lover. "Duo?" he whispered.
Duo opened his eyes, gazing up at Heero. "Wow," was all he could
Heero pulled out carefully, and collapsed shakily next to his love.
Duo snuggled next to him, both boys still breathing hard. They were
sweaty and sticky and utterly exhausted, but none of that mattered
right now. They belonged to each other now, completely, and for one
perfect moment in time, nothing else mattered.
Their lives together had begun for real; Heero and Duo would never