Pixels

Disclaimer: Gundam Wing = not mine; story idea = mine
This story is for my best pal Kuro-Chan: hope you and anyone else who reads this like it! By the way, this is my first attempt at a hentai story so please don't be too harsh if you review it.


--Pixels--

'Here I am, all alone again.'

That was the thought that ran through Duo's mind as he sat at his computer screen reading his email for what seemed to be the millionth time. The only emails he bothered to read were the ones between Heero and himself; after all, Heero had left him - again. Sure the war had ended about two years ago but that still meant they had to go see those damned scientists for one reason or another. Letting another depressing sigh escape his lips, Duo read through another email, each one more personal and intimate than the next. Admitantly at first, their relationship seemed to be falling apart: it was hard for Heero to finally get used to the fact that "killing the enemy" was no longer a necessity so it took nearly a year not only for him to become "human" but to tell Duo how he truly felt about him.

It had been two years ago to the day. The sky was a downcast grey while the two were sitting on a rather small bench at a local park & hanging out, when suddenly it began to rain very heavily. Giving a small gasp of shock, Duo was about to take them to a drier place, but Heero refused to move. Instead he gently took his arm & pulled him down back onto the bench. Nothing was spoken but Duo blushed as Heero slowly inched closer to him. Finally, Heero opened his mouth:

"Duo....I...I love - oh fuck it."
With that said, Heero suddenly kissed Duo on the lips rather roughly for a few seconds then pulled back as his face began to show evidence of blushing. Duo was stunned, but he had to ask him.

"You - You love me then? Truly?"

"H-Hai" was Heero's reply. Duo's response was another kiss; they were both so happy that he ignored some of the parents that were staring at him with a disgusted look on their faces.

For the first time in a while, Duo smiled as that memory came flooding back. Yawning, he finally decided to get offline, but just as he was about to turn the computer monitor off something caught his eye. It was a computer file with a simple title:

'Confessions'

"Now that's odd. I didn't see it before: either that or I just wasn't paying attention to it," Duo said out loud. For a moment, the young 20 year old ex-Gundam pilot pondered whether to leave it alone: it was Heero's computer after all & it would be really rude to rummage through his things.

After about three seconds, he made up his mind, quickly sat back down & double-clicked on the file.

The screen became black for a few seconds, then just as quickly, one of the media players came up. In no time at all, the "file" began to play & the first image seen was Heero. Looking at it in confusion, Duo blinked as he turned the volume up slightly on the speakers. A shadow had moved in front of the camera but when it dissapeared, he couldn't believe what he saw:

Heero was lying there, on the bed completely shirtless.
The room was filled with numerous candles - but Heero was shirtless.
He could hear muffled but soft, classical music in the background - but more importantly, Heero was shirtless.

At the sight of all this, Duo swallowed hard then blushed when his jeans "magicly" started to become tight around his groin. His interest now caught, Duo leaned in as close as he could to the screen without falling out of his chair.

Heero said nothing but layed there as a sigh escaped his lips. Slowly his hands roamed all over his body for a few moments, yet the entire time he whispered Duo's name. It was obvious he wanted Duotouctouch him - badly. He arched his back a bit & continued to whimper Duo's name. Duo wanted the same thing as he reached under his shirt & began to rub one of his nipples, groaning as he did so. Nevertheless, his eyes refused to leave the very sexy image on the screen.

In what seemed a mere matter of seconds, Heero's not-so-idle hands slowly moved slowly, teasingly down his stomach; he had enough of playing with his chest, so downward his hand continued until they stopped at the waist of his pants. It was almost like he was asking the person watching if he should go on.

"Dammit Heero, don't stop!" Duo lustfully yelled at the computer, still rubbing his nipples almost crazily at this point.

Suddenly, Heero smiled as he very slowly removed his jeans & boxers - yes, boxers, more specificly the black silk kind - and finally let his manhood out in the slightly humid air. A soft moan escaped Heero's lips as he lightly touched the head of it with his fingertips; not surprisingly, it had already started to become moist.

"Damn...I wish Duo were here to see this," he groaned.

Duo already wished that Heero were here to ease his need, but he figured he could take care of it himself. Just as things were getting interesting however, the power suddenly went out.

"Hell! I was watching that!" Duo cried angrily. The thought however refused to leave his mind: Heero...completely naked....on their bed...whimpering & begging Duo to take him.

All of this made Duo's mind go crazy with ideas, but his body just couldn't take it. In a matter of moments, his pants & boxers were on the floor & his hands slowly began to stroke his aching manhood. Images of Heero flooded his mind as he kept going: his body was already coated with a thin layer of sweat that seemed to shimmer even in this darkness. With each stroke, Duo moaned loudly, calling Heero's name. Faster & faster he stroked & just when he could no longer take it, Duo's hips bucked a bit as his seed spilled on the floor. Duo panted to catch his breath and although he was too tired to take care of the mess, he knew Heero would be upset if it was left untouched. Picking up his clothes, Duo went to the bathroom to clean himself up first.

In the shadows, someone else was watching: a Japanese man named Heero Yuy....

Well, what do you guys think? I know it isn't much but please read & review.

~Dead Tears~