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"Sushi"Written By: t-shirt Disclaimer: Gundam Wing and its characters are
copyright to Sunrise, Bandai, Sotsu Agency, and associated parties.
I make no money with this fic. Rating: Hard Core NC 17 Warnings: AU, Heavy NCS, Rape, violence (moderate),
Torture/Bondage, Group Sex Pairings: 1x3x4x5XX2 Summary: Duo’s new job drops him into a strange
world of sex, torture and intrigue. "Sushi"
Ch 2
“You like that?” Quatre asked biting down harder as his hands roamed the braided boy’s straining form. “I don’t want this,” Duo reminded him but hissed desperately when he bit down harder, the pain washing through him in a way that settle in his groin and further betrayed his dark secrets. “You like it,” Quatre grinned moving to the right to repeat the action. “Who the hell would want this to happen to them?!” Duo snapped trying to arch away but his will vanished as his skin prickled from head to toe when Hiiro’s deep, sultry voice suddenly rumbled in his ear… “You do.” “Shit,” he breathed trying hard to keep his body from responding but the warm presence of the strong Japanese boy’s body pressing up against his back sent hot flashes down his spine that had his cock swelling against his will. “You have no idea what I want,” he lied unable to stop the trembling of his stomach as Hiiro’s hand slowly slipped around his waist, his palm sliding purposefully over his slightly moist skin as the heat inside him quietly stole his breath away. “I know what you need,” Hiiro whispered letting his fingers trail gently over Duo’s suddenly straining cock. “Drop dead,” he moaned softly, the incumbent need in his wavering tone belaying the meaning of the words as Quatre chuckled where he knelt before him. “Don’t feel bad,” the blond boy grinned running his hands up his thighs, his gaze flitting between Duo’s reddening face and Hiiro’s pumping fist as the hunger brightened in his eyes. “Everyone reacts to Hiiro that way.” “Not that way,” Wufei chortled causing Quatre to pause when he glanced up to get a better look at how Duo’s head had fallen back on Hiiro’s shoulder, his chest swelling in deep, evenly controlled inhalations as the Japanese boy slowly gnawed on his neck and jaw. Quatre blinked for a moment of numb fascination before his mouth curled into a satanic smile and he leaned in to lick at Duo’s weeping cock, his supple mouth suckling Hiiro’s fingers in turn as they began to slowly drive the braided boy completely out of his mind. Hiiro’s hands, his mouth so hot on Duo’s neck and the feeling of Quatre’s intrusive tongue robbed him of any means of salvation. The sun shone down relentlessly baking his flesh as he slipped deeper into the smoldering decadence surrounding him. His breath hitched when Hiiro slipped his other hand down the crack of his ass and began to pump the cucumber, it’s nubbed surface and bulbous submersion playing inside his oversensitive channel until he felt he would surely loose control. Hiiro’s hand eventually yielded to the smoldering heat of Quatre’s mouth moving to work his nipples and caress his chest as the blond boy began stroking him steadily with his throat. “Ah!” he gasped leaning back harder into Hiiro’s chest but the Japanese boy was moving away, the action confusing him until the thick, rapturous fog surrounding his brain suddenly split and shattered as Wufei took his place. “Don’t!” he snapped feeling the Chinese boy pull his hips backward. “Shut the fuck up!” Wufei growled seizing him by the back of the hair, his grip painful and demanding as he jerked his hips back hard against his body and hissed in his ear. “Unlike Hiiro,” he told him slipping the other hand around to clamp down on his swollen cock, Duo’s tight sack screaming in pain at the sudden change in sensation as he sternly informed him, “I don’t fucking care what you want!” The sensuous feelings of only a moment before were suddenly replaced by the rough manipulations of the excited Chinese boy, his intentions clear as he pulled Duo’s hips back far enough his feet left the ground. “Hold him!” he snapped causing Quatre to dart forward and help secure his position, the blond boy’s brow wrinkling in sympathy as the first blow fell. “What the fuck!?!” Duo yelped gasping when the strap stung his ass again. “It gets him off,” Quatre chuckled wincing as the strap fell again. “Fucking freak!” the braided boy growled yelping again when the power of the punishment doubled. “Don’t let him cool off,” Trowa reminded his fair haired lover moving in to bear Duo’s weight as he kissed him. Quatre moaned into the affection then grinned wickedly as another blow slapped loudly on Duo’s aching ass before he dove in and swallowed him whole. “Shit! You guys are fucking insane!” Duo cried, his tone dripping with helpless indignity. His eyes shot open as a scream burst from his lips when Wufei suddenly rushed forward slamming the cucumber completely up his ass as he fell on him and maniacally intoned… “Ya think?” “Get the fuck off me!” Duo snarled only to have his air way suddenly crushed by Trowa’s gripping fist. “Suck him hard,” Wufei grinned moving back to a working distance; his black eyes zeroed in on the braided boy’s reddened ass as he drew back with evil intent but the blow never fell. “No permanent marks,” was all Hiiro had to say to bring a sudden and instant stop to the beating. Duo clenched his eyes shut sucking air as Trowa’s grip eased off, his reeling mind distantly aware of Wufei’s considering pause before the strap finally fell but with much less brutality than he had originally intended. For what it was worth the Chinese boy kept it to a light but stinging spanking centered mostly on the high curve of his cheeks, the sporadic cries emanating from Duo’s throat only audible when he shifted his aim so that the strap hit his hole or balls dead on, Quatre’s sucking ever an intoxicating counterpoint to the abuse being lavished on him by their Chinese companion. After what seemed like hours and Duo was sure his flesh would split with one more blow Wufei finally relented but Duo knew it was only a mild reprieve when he looped ropes under his knees and pulled his legs open wide, his feet dangling a foot off the ground while Trowa backed off and took his blond lover in hand. His tormentor wasted no time preparing jerking him this way and that until he was happy with his position while Trowa knelt behind Quatre chewing on his neck and ear as he pumped his dripping cock hard. The blond boy’s whimpering moans touched something deep and primal inside Duo’s mind, his eyes unavoidably drinking in the image of the two until they suddenly squeezed shut under the intensive pain of having Wufei’s long cock shoved up his ass, the action drilling the cucumber deep inside him, it’s width spreading him deeply as the Chinese boy began to brutally fuck his hole. Duo was reduced to grunts and gasps as his muscles strained and stretched beyond their limits, his back arched painfully as Wufei dug his fingers into his flesh and slammed their hips together, his own voice rising in sweet appreciation of the hot, tight hole he was fucking as he rammed it again and again. “Yes!” Quatre suddenly cried out drawing the braided boy’s attention, his mind unable to process anything more than the fact that Trowa had him on his hands and knees humping him hard and fast but his focus was suddenly elsewhere when Wufei suddenly barked and hit him so hard he felt the cucumber shift deeper yet. The cause of the Chinese boy’s distress became instantly clear as Hiiro reared back and landed a second hit on Wufei’s bare ass with the strap, the action causing him to growl hungrily and light into Duo with renewed vigor as the braided boy rasped inarticulately and tried not to vomit from the heat. “Y…yes!” Wufei garbled in a shaken tone, his rhythm slightly off as another blow sounded on the breeze. “Harder!” Duo gripped his ropes trying to angle his body in some way that would ease the pain as he was viciously fucked, each lash the Japanese boy landed bringing new power to Wufei’s thrusts until he felt as if his insides had been turned to hamburger then suddenly Quatre’s mouth was back and he cried out in utter despair as the pleasure of his mouth nearly forced him to cum. Trowa was still behind him, his hips pumping quickly even as his hand pushed his lovers head down on Duo’s cock, his emerald eyes sparkling with indecent delight as Quatre sucked and gagged on the swollen appendage, his ass hiking up and thrusting back to glean more of his taller lovers cock as the fingers of Wufei’s right hand suddenly sank into Duo’s shoulder. The braided boy barked with the pain, the pleasure confusing his body and mind until he felt the sweet oblivion edge closer. Passing out was probably not the safest escape his mind could choose but it was the only one that could shut out the enormity of his suffering however, it was not to be as his bones suddenly began to vibrate, his muscles tensing until his body was as tight as a wire as hoarse screams rained from his throat. He was distantly aware of Wufei shouting, of Quatre choking on his cum and Trowa nailing him to the deck but it all faded away as is vision blended with the brilliant rays of the sun and faded to white. When the buzzing in his head subsided he was still hanging from the rigging, his body shaking uncontrollably as cum dripped from both his cock and his ass, his throat aching, his ass on fire and the residual effects of a massive orgasm still pulsating inside him. Quatre was lying in Trowa’s arms, their mouths locked together in spite of the fact that he wasn’t able to breathe properly while Wufei had simply collapsed on one of the benches where he still lay breathing hard as Hiiro silently looked on, the leather strap still clutched in his hand. Duo’s gaze moved from one to the other, his mind categorizing them as they moved until they came to Hiiro and paused but he couldn’t figure him out. Quatre was apparently some sort of masochist, his lover an exhibitionist at heart and Wufei was definitely a sadist but he wasn’t sure what to make of Hiiro. All that really mattered was that he was apparently in charge which in Duo’s mind made him ultimately responsible for what was happening to him and somewhere deep down in the well pit of his determination he silently swore his revenge. “Clean him up and bring him below.” Wufei snorted at Hiiro’s words but said nothing to indicate any disobedience as the Japanese boy silently slipped through the hatch. Trowa gently tucked Quatre’s still trembling form into a deck chair, wrapped him in a dry towel and kissed him softly before going to let Duo’s legs down. Relief filled his limbs as the stress was taken off over extended tendons but Duo found his knees to weak to bear his weight once his feet were on the deck. Wufei had regained his wind enough by then to come to his partner’s aid, his hand slipping in to grip Duo’s ass maliciously, his grin growing wider as he laughed when the longhaired boy whimpered as he curled his fingers and let one push inside his body. “Next time,” he hissed securing his arms as Trowa released them. “I’m gonna fuck you till you bleed.” Duo coughed on the sudden pain as Wufei shook his ass letting his finger pull the tender flesh, his knees buckling beneath him but he never hit the deck as Trowa was there to catch him quickly pushing him down while Wufei pulled his ass up and for a moment stark terror widened Duo’s eyes. “Relax,” Wufei chuckled revealing a long tool that looked very much like a pair of cooking tongs that did little to sooth the captive boy. “Hiiro said clean you up,” the Chinese boy smirked placing the strange looking pinchers at Duo’s entrance as he explained, “That means both inside and out,” before shoving it deep inside him. Duo screamed though the tool was much smaller than the cock he’d just had inside him, the sound born more from fear and degradation than any physical abuse but when Wufei began digging around in search of his quarry the game changed. “Deep little fuck aren’t you?” the Chinese boy laughed as Duo squirmed in Trowa’s grasp, the tool scraping uncomfortably against his inner walls, the cold metal contrasting with the heat Wufei’s cock had caused inside him. Trowa snickered gripping tighter as Wufei dug around taking his time to search every inch the tool could reach, his smile growing ever more demonic as Duo began to groan piteously until finally it found its mark. “Can’t have you blocked up,” the Chinese boy commented maneuvering to grip the cucumber he had fucked deep inside him. Duo heaved so hard he almost spit up on Trowa’s feet when Wufei jerked the vegetable out of his ass so fast he was sure he’d been turned inside out. “Watch it!” Quatre scolded glaring at him and his amused lover as he warned, “You fuck him up it’ll be our ass.” “He’s all right,” Wufei brushed him off but Duo was having a difficult time holding the sickness at bay. “I hope he’s got more cucumbers,” Trowa commented as Wufei tossed the used one overboard. “I’m starved.” “You’ll be making your own tonight,” Wufei chuckled gathering the deck hose whereupon Duo began to fight again when he brought it toward his ass. “Inside and out!” Trowa laughed all but sitting on his head to hold him still while Wufei viciously shoved the hose up his ass. “Turn it on!” the Chinese boy laughed laying his weight on Duo’s bucking hips while Quatre sprang to his feet to obey. The water was cold and stale and pushed back out around the hose where it entered his ass but Wufei squeezed his cheeks together forcing it to stay in, the three of them giggling inanely as Duo felt his insides quickly being filled. “Stop!” he gasped wriggling in his desperation to be free. “S…stop! Please! It’s too much!” he panted thrashing as the pressure threatened to split his flesh. He was sure it was going to end badly when his intestines cramped painfully, the resultant convulsion curling his body into a tight ball as Wufei jerked the hose out dancing back as Duo’s body spewed the water and what little bile resided inside him onto the deck. “Damn, don’t you eat?” Wufei chuckled washing what little evidence remained of Duo’s long forgotten breakfast into the sea. He lay on the deck unable to unclench his cheeks or unwind his body as he rasped for air and wondered how long he could actually survive. He had no will to fight when Wufei dropped the hose, fetched a small bottle of oil Duo distantly suspected was commercial lube and returned to his side. “You’ll thank me for this one,” the Chinese boy grinned roughly sticking the tip of the bottle up his ass. “If Hiiro likes you half as much a I think he does,” he explained squeezing hard, the slick fluid flooding Duo’s ass with an unnatural heat as he laughed, “You’re gonna need it.” “You would know,” Duo snipped irritably but the comment only brought a gleam to Wufei’s eyes as he leaned over and grinned… “Absofuckinglutely,” before snatching him up and tossing him at the hatch. Duo resisted as best as his exhausted body would allow, his abused ass searing against the cold, metal hand rail as he was forced down the shallow stairs and pushed unceremoniously past the saloon and galley into the main cabin where Hiiro was sitting on the bed. His flesh crawled as he gazed upon the imposing, Japanese boy seated there, his hard, blue eyes rolling lazily to captivate him, their dark depths harboring promises Duo knew he would only find in his wildest and most disturbing dreams. Hiiro’s gaze wandered his naked form causing a mild blush to pink his skin before turning to toss a bundle into Quatre’s arms. “It’s going to be a long night,” the blond boy grinned delightedly as he unwrapped the package. Duo swallowed nervously as he gazed at the strange, leathery material, his eyes popping open in horror when Quatre flipped it unrolling it on the bed to reveal its contents. “Son of a bitch,” was the only thing that came to mind. “I hope you took your vitamins,” Trowa chuckled picking up a duel ended dildo with an impressive three inch breadth. “You can’t be serious,” Duo breathed going pale. “You’re going to look so good in this,” Quatre interjected holding up the thing it had all been wrapped up in. “Oh, hell no!” Duo gasped instinctively backing away only to be caught in Wufei’s pinching grip and shoved forward again. “Be still,” Quatre chuckled wrapping the leather corset around his waist, the ties only reaching three quarters of the way leaving his stomach exposed under the leather lacing as it was tightened and cinched. His chest was left bare, the brace serving only to accentuate his abnormally high waist and compliment the arch of his back. “This is so stupid,” he grumbled huffing when Quatre pulled hard in order to tie the knot. “That’s not the half of it,” the blond boy informed him laughing lightly as he turned Duo’s back to the bed. The braided boy’s eyes went wide again as he was faced with his captors, each holding some sort of torture device in their hands as they collectively smirked and pushed him back on the bed. “NO!” he barked in vain as they wrestled him down, Wufei and Trowa holding him while Quatre set to work. Hiiro sat quietly watching as the nipple clamps were applied, Quatre’s expert method’s leaving them well suckled, wet and bright red before he moved on to the writhing boy’s cock. Duo moaned deep in his chest when he sucked him into his mouth and began to slowly lick and stroke it to readiness, his big, ocean blue eyes seeking first Hiiro then Trowa’s approval as he lapped hungrily at the throbbing shaft. Once Duo was breathless and hard as a rock he pulled back and slipped an adequate but comfortable cock ring over his shaft following it down with his lips to begin his sumptuous torment again. Duo groaned pulling hard against his captors as Quatre pushed his legs apart and began to finger his wet hole, the tender flesh twitching in its need to avoid the contact until he finally sat back and expertly bound his sack. “No cumming,” he teased stroking his cock hard enough to make him hiss and arch back as they laughed, his eyes suddenly flashing at the sight of the beauteous boy straining on the bed before him. “I want to fuck him,” he hissed pushing his stiff shaft against Duo’s inflamed ass but he went only so far as to tough the head to him before turning a questioning gaze on Hiiro. “By all means,” the Japanese boy quietly intoned. Quatre’s smile brightened the cabin for a moment before he suddenly pushed forward, his eyes snapping shut as he was quickly engulfed in Duo’s incredible heat, the braided boy crying out at the sudden, overwhelming sensation of once again being filled. “I’m… not as good as the others,” the blond boy consoled unable to set a steady rhythm as he appeared to be having some difficulty maintaining. “You’re just as fucked up as they are,” Duo countered breathily. “Naw,” Quatre chuckled. “I’m like you,” he told him pulling out to ease back in. “I’m not like any of you.” “Then why are you spreading your legs?” Quatre’s laugh was echoed by the others as Duo’s face flamed crimson but he was too late to save himself from the embarrassment of having sought Hiiro’s eyes. The Japanese boy was the only one that wasn’t laughing however, which only served to unleash a thousand butterflies inside him. He wanted to tell them he saw no reason to further injure himself by fighting since there was no way he could win with it four on one but the truth was he hadn’t been aware of it, his subconscious proving stronger than is pride as Quatre’s easy thrusts teased his need. “Harder,” Trowa coaxed in a tone froth with excitement as he watched his lovers cock sink in Duo’s ass. “I…can’t,” Quatre grunted beginning to shake under the intensity of Trowa’s gaze. “Cum deep inside him, Quatre,” Trowa whispered reaching to stroke Duo’s cock, his resultant groan inspiring Wufei to twist one of the nipple clamps painfully setting off a chain reaction that clamped Duo’s ass tight instantly milking Quatre cock of every drop of semen it could produce. “Use the swing,” Hiiro interjected when Trowa jumped up in his excitement to grip Quatre’s trembling hips. Trowa’s eyes lit up with glee even as Quatre yipped in alarm but his quiet protest didn’t stop Trowa from pulling a harness from a shelf that clattered on it’s chains, Duo’s expression indicating his confusion as Trowa urged his distraught lover into the apparatus until he hung like a cow in a sling above him, his ass perfectly presented as Trowa stood behind him and drove his cock home. Duo watched, stunned by the vivid image of the taller boy’s shaft pumping in and out of Quatre’s hole not two feet away from his face, the swing making it easy to move the blond boy’s body to and fro or angle him just right to add depth or the precise manipulation of his prostrate. It became obvious very quickly Trowa wasn’t playing games as his set a brutal pace nailing the blonds sweet spot over and over until his cock began to harden again, Wufei’s hand coming up to pump him encouragingly as Duo lay thunderstruck beside him until quiet suddenly Quatre cam again spraying Duo’s chest and face as he screamed but Trowa showed him no mercy, his hands coming to grip his shoulders and bend him painfully as he fucked him harder and faster, as deep as he could possibly go until he suddenly threw his head back and growled with his release, his hips pumping frantically as he filled the blond with his heat. Duo lay speechless, the dollops of Quatre’s cum on his face slowly cooling as the taller boy eased out of his lover’s heat, his cum dripping from his ass to pool on Duo’s stomach as Trowa happily slapped Quatre’s pale ass. “Check our course,” Hiiro evenly intoned prompting Trowa and Wufei to quickly free their blond partner’s shaking form as the Japanese boy casually dropped his shorts, Duo’s eyes going wide once more as his big, thick cock bobbed in the open air. “You want a towel?” Wufei inquired shortly at the door but was granted only a short… “Go,” before ducking out to vanish. ~ * ~ tbc... |
