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Satisfied	By : YojiKato Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3495 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing nor any of its characters. I only own the original characters. And nobody's paying me to write this.

Chapter List
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Pairings: 2x1x5, 3x4
Chapter 1
“How many times do I have to tell you no before you get the picture?”
Duo pouted as he gazed across the picnic table. “Hiding away in that apartment all the time isn't good for you.”
Onyx eyes rolled. “Oh, so this is for my benefit?”
He leaned his elbow on the table, waving his sandwich. “Yes.”
He grunted and looked at his watch. He dropped the empty Tupperware container in his lunch box and Duo grimaced. “Time already?”
“Afraid so.”
Duo chugged his soda, followed his friend back into the mill, and threw an arm over his shoulder. “You need to get out more often.”
Wufei shrugged the arm off and punched his time card. “Not interested.”
He punched his own card and followed Wufei into the break room. “Seriously, man, you've completely dropped out of the gay community.”
Wufei snorted and tipped his safety glasses over his eyes before pulling his ear plugs from his pocket. “Duo, I'm not looking for anyone right now.”
“You still sore about Milliardo? Man, you've got to move on.”
He frowned at the braided man and put his ear plugs in. “Mind your own business.” He stormed out into the large mill just as the head saw turned back on, followed quickly by the rip saw that cut the fletches into boards two and four inches wide. He flipped the switch that turned on the belt that brought the wood from the rip saw to the cutters and then turned each of the four trim saws on as he moved to the end of the large belt.
“What's wrong, Chang?” Mike, the rip saw operator, yelled over the noise and ears plugs as he sent boards over the rollers onto the belt.
Wufei slid the boards further down. “Maxwell's being an idiot,” he answered.
Mike chuckled. “That's not anything new.” He pushed more boards over the rollers and leaned toward Wufei. “I think he's got a thing for you.”
He snorted and spared a glance to the older man before turning his back to him and spreading the material out. He moved to his saw to fall into the routine of trimming the material down. He'd worked in the mill for four years and enjoyed it pretty well. For the majority of the day he was able to keep his hands busy and his mind free, with the added bonus of little chatter due to noise level.
For three of those four years he'd barely said a word to any of his coworkers, but the entrance of Duo Maxwell had changed that. Wufei wasn't ashamed of his sexual preferences, but he didn't feel it was anyone else's business. Duo was out and proud. He didn't offend anyone. He joked with those who didn't care and never antagonized the ones who were a little uncomfortable with the 'gay' word. Even Rick, the biggest roughneck Wufei had ever met, had taken to Duo's easy manner and cheerful personality.
Wufei allowed his mind to travel back to the day Duo Maxwell had managed to take his private life to public knowledge.
-One year earlier-
Wufei focused on his lunch, ignoring the normal chatter that filled the picnic table outside as they ate. But he was having a hard time ignoring the looks the new employee kept casting his way. Halfway through the thirty minute break, Duo snapped his fingers.
“You're dating Milliardo, aren't you?”
Discussion fell silent and Wufei stared at Duo with wide, horrified eyes. Duo, quickly realizing he'd just outed the poor guy, almost swallowed his tongue trying to back pedal. “Uh, I could be wrong. I've only seen his boyfriend once and the club was really dark. Sorry.”
Mike leaned over the table and looked at the newest employee with a raised eyebrow. “You gay, Maxwell?”
He nodded. “Sure am. I hope that's not a problem with anyone.”
To Wufei's utter shock, Rick had clapped the braided man on the back. “Son, I couldn't care less if you came to work with make up on so long as you keep cutting the way you do.”
Duo waved his hand. “Make up's not my thing, but I've got a friend who rarely leaves home without it.” He looked back to Wufei. “Milliardo's his cousin. Sorry if I got you mixed up with someone else.”
Wufei finally managed to get his brain functioning again and, realizing no one seemed to care about Duo's sexuality, cleared his throat. “No. It's all right. We've been together for a couple of months.”
-Present-
A smirk came to his face as he recalled Amanda's muttered 'damn' under her breath.
One thing was for sure, Duo's appearance at he mill had been a Godsend. Instead of Wufei struggling with two mediocre cutters, one who couldn't tell the difference between a knot and grain and the other who didn't bother to check for cracks, he now had a top-notch trim saw operator who had no problem with helping to keep the other two in check.
His boss had been very happy when their footage had easily reached and surpassed five thousand a day. He glanced to Duo as the braided man stepped from his saw to snatch the sixteen inch block from the table beside Marissa. He held it up to her, pointing out the cracks on the end with a raised eyebrow.
He moved back to his saw, rolling his eyes. He grabbed a four inch board and set it on his saw before leaning back and glancing over his shoulder.
“She should be stacking. Why the hell is she still on a saw?”
He shook his head. “Bill's looking for a replacement. As it stands, it's better to have a mediocre cutter on the saw than no one.”
Duo snorted and turned back to his saw. The rest of the day passed fairly uneventfully and Wufei stepped back from the saw, kicking the platform he stood on out of the way so he could sweep the sawdust from under the saw.
“One of these days we've got to get the suction fixed.” (1)
Duo tossed the other platforms onto the now stilled belt. “Amanda, leave all the cracked material on the tables and we can fix it tomorrow.”
By the time the stacker was done, one piece remained on Duo's table, none on Wufei's, three on the first saw, and a pile too high to count at first glance on Marissa's. The girl turned to glare at Duo.
“What is your problem?”
“How long have you worked here?”
She raised her chin. “Longer than you.”
He nodded. “Exactly, which means there's no excuse for that.” He pointed to the pile.
“There's one on your table.”
He shook his head. “We all miss some from time to time, but you don't even bother to look for cracks.”
“I don't have to take that from you. You're not the lead here, Duo.”
Wufei straightened. “No, but I am and he's right. If you don't step it up, you'll be off the saw before you know it. Go help Amanda and Jim clean up under the head saw.”
She stamped her foot and stormed off. Duo rolled his eyes. “Geez, since when did they allow five year olds to run heavy machinery?” He took the broom from Wufei. “I got this, man. You can go do the counts.”
“Thanks.” Twenty minutes later, Wufei was leaving the office with as close to a grin as he ever had. Duo met up with him at the door.
“Well?”
“5780 feet. Only nine percent was thrown out.” *
Duo whooped and pulled the clip from his hair to let his braid fall down his back. “You decided about tonight?”
He sighed as they joined the crowd to wait for their checks. “I already told you no.”
“Come on.”
He leaned toward the braided man and whispered. “Look, if all you want is a lay, there's no reason to waste time going to some stupid, crowded bar.”
“It's a club,” he whispered back. “And that's not all I want. I just want to get out. See you let loose for a change.” His lips lifted slightly. “Somewhere outside of between the sheets, at least.”
“Aw, are the queers gettin' fresh?”
“Marissa!” Amanda smacked the girl's shoulder. “That was rude.”
She snorted. “Just 'cause everyone else here sucks up to the fags 'cause the boss thinks they're somethin' special, doesn't mean I got to.”
A throat cleared at the main office door and Bill gazed at Marissa through narrow eyes. He flipped through the checks and pulled one out, handing the rest to Wufei. “Hand these out. Marissa, I'd like a word with you.”
She snatched her check from his hand and went into the office. He glanced to Wufei. “Sorry about that.”
He shook his head. “Not your fault.” He quickly passed out the checks.
“She's a goner,” Mike muttered. “Not that she'll be missed.”
Wufei raised a shoulder noncommittally. It wasn't like he hadn't heard worse before. Duo tossed an arm over his shoulder as they moved out of the parking lot.
“It's going to be a great night.”
He shrugged Duo's arm off. “How many times do I have to tell you to mind my personal space? Especially at work. That's why they're getting weird ideas that we're hooking up.”
Duo leaned his arms on the hood of his truck and cocked his head to the side. “Fei, how many times have I screwed you?”
His lips thinned to a fine line. “Duo, do you want to get laid tonight?”
The brunette thought for a moment and nodded. “I wouldn't mind it.”
“Then don't ever refer to it as 'screwing me'. I'm a friend, not a hooker.”
Duo smirked. “You wanna get laid tonight?”
As much as he wanted to say no and go home, the fact was, he was damn near celibate... it had been at least two weeks. “Yes,” he sighed.
“Then go to the club with me tonight.”
He huffed. “Fine.”
Duo grinned. “Knew I could count on you. I'll come over to your place and we'll take a cab from there.”
“Why a cab?”
“'Cause I'm gettin' you so shit-faced you ain't gonna know which way is up.”
Wufei groaned as he fell into his car. Getting smashed with Duo tended to drag him into bizarre and sometimes dangerous situations. Nothing illegal, of course, more like stupid college student activities that neither got to be a part of as they'd both started work fresh out of high school.
It was true, he and Duo had had several... quite a few... interesting nights of sex that Wufei enjoyed conjuring when he was alone in his bed as fantasies he'd actually been amazingly lucky enough to experience. Not that he was given to random acts of sex with just anyone. No, he had more fingers on one hand than he'd had lovers. Duo was the first person he'd ever allowed into his bed when they weren't in a serious relationship, but the fact had been that Duo had been a listening ear after Milliardo had completely screwed him over. And, well, damn it, the brunette knew what the hell he was doing when it came to intercourse.
But a relationship between the two just didn't seem possible. They were polar opposites. Duo was loud and brash, funny and sexy. Wufei found himself boring and quiet. More the nerd to Duo's party animal personality. He just didn't see the two of them ever being able to be anything more than friends with benefits. And, in his mind, that was all he needed at the moment. Duo was his ally at a time when he didn't feel he could trust anyone else, especially himself.
Which was how, four hours later, he found himself in a club that was far from his normal routine. He preferred bars. He didn't dance. He didn't go out to meet people. He preferred to drink his drinks until his lips had that lovely tingling sensation and then allow his normal control slip for someone to take him to a higher place than he could take himself.
He watched as Duo moved across the dance floor, never pairing up with anyone and leaving many in some state of distress as he teased and moved away. Wufei smirked and turned on the stool, glancing down the bar. His eyes landed on a man sitting by himself at the end.
He'd brushed off all who'd attempted to speak to him with quietly spoken words that had left the hopefuls leaving quickly but with a longing in their eyes. He was definitely attractive, with careless, chocolate colored hair and piercing blue eyes set in a face that held a hint of Asian ethnicity.
The deep blue eyes shifted to him and a dark eyebrow raised. He knew he should have been embarrassed and looked away, but he couldn't seem to tear his eyes from the man. An arm draped over his shoulder.
“Beautiful, isn't he?”
He shivered as hot breath brushed over his ear along with a short caress of soft lips. “Who is he?”
“Trowa said he started showing up here three weeks ago. He comes every Friday and Saturday, stays until two or three, and leaves without being friendly with anyone.”
The man's eyes shifted between Duo and Wufei and a small smirk raised his lips. Duo groaned softly. “Damn, Fei, he rivals you when it comes to putting sexy into small expressions.”
“Think we should go see where his interest lies?”
“Thought you weren't interested in finding anyone.”
He downed his drink, emboldened by the alcohol running through his system. “Things change.”
Duo turned the stool slightly and mashed his lips to Wufei's. The Chinese man snaked an arm behind his neck and readily opened his lips for the insistent tongue. Violet eyes flicked to the mysterious man, his pulse racing as he saw appreciation in the sapphire eyes.
He pulled away from Wufei and the Chinese man slid from the stool, licking his lips as he followed Duo to the end of the bar and sat on the stood next to the man as Duo stood behind him.
Duo leaned his elbow on the bar. “Duo Maxwell.” He cut his eyes to his coworker. “Wufei Chang.”
“Heero Yuy.”
The sultry voice washed over them and both were definitely hoping to hear more of it. Duo tilted his head to the side, allowing his braid to sway over his shoulder. “I've heard you have a habit of running off people who show interest. My friend and I were wondering what it would take to get to know you better.”
Heero's eyes raked over the pair. “Are you together?”
“We enjoy each others company.”
He turned on his stool to fully face them. “Who's top?”
Wufei blushed slightly at the blunt question and once again allowed Duo to answer. “I'm top.” He slid his hands through raven locks, causing Wufei to shiver. “He's a wanton sex kitten underneath you.”
Heero studied the flushed Chinese man who'd dropped his chin to his chest. He put two fingers beneath his chin, tilting it up. Wufei's breath caught in his throat as sapphire eyes seemed to undress him where he sat.
Heero stood and leaned over Wufei, taking his lips in an aggressive kiss as he wrapped Duo's braid around his hand. Wufei gripped the white T-shirt Heero wore in his fist as a rough tongue raked across his own with enough heat to wipe every rational thought from his mind. He moaned low in his throat as Heero nibbled on his bottom lip before pulling back. A hand tangled in Wufei's hair as Heero turned to Duo.
The braided man hooked an arm around the trim waist and pulled Heero flush to his body as he took his lips in a searing kiss. Unlike the obvious dominant role Heero had over Wufei, he and Duo each struggled with control. It wasn't Heero's nature to give in. If someone wanted him to submit, they had to earn the privilege.
Wufei watched the two through half-lidded eyes. It was quite possibly the most erotic thing he'd ever seen. As good as Heero was, Wufei knew he'd lose the battle. At any moment, Duo would quit playing around and throw all he had into it and Heero would be putty in his hands.
Heero felt Duo's lips curve slightly in the corners and then his tongue was caught between his teeth. Duo's flicked his tongue over his a few times before applying suction that very nearly made Heero's knees go weak. He moaned softly, conceding control.
Duo pulled away slowly, swiping his tongue softly over the slightly swollen lips as he gazed into darkened blue eyes. Heero pulled out his wallet and threw money on the counter before looking to the two.
“That's what it takes.” He smirked. “If you're interested.”
He walked for the door and Wufei and Duo took a moment to appreciate the firm ass perfectly displayed in the tight jeans before following after him.
Heero hailed a cab, mind reeling with lust and apprehension. Threesomes were nothing new to him. He'd actually been in a long-term relationship of that nature. Which had left him with more stamina and certain needs that he found one person could no longer satisfy. He had years of experience with two partners, but he'd never picked up strangers in a club.
A cab pulled up and he climbed in, followed by the two beautiful men who'd captivated his thoughts for most of the night. He told the driver to head to the Marriott Resort and Duo cringed slightly.
“Um, Heero...”
“Don't worry about it.” As they pulled up to the front of the large upscale hotel, he ushered the two out.
Duo leaned to whisper to Wufei as they moved toward the elevators. “Why do I feel like we just stepped into 'Pretty Woman'?”
Wufei raised an eyebrow. “If you want to call yourself a whore, that's your business. Don't add me into it.”
They followed Heero into the elevator. As the Asian man pressed the button for the top floor, Duo pressed his chest to his back and moved backwards. “Penthouse at the Marriott? What do you do for a living?”
Heero pressed back against the firm heat behind him. “Make the night worth my while and I just might tell you.”
Duo cut his eyes to Wufei. “Think we can satisfy him, Fei?”
He pushed from the wall, crossed the two feet to the pair, and twirled his fingers through the hair at the nape of Heero's neck before running them lightly down and around his neck to tease at his firm chest. His chin was dipped low and he looked up through his lashes, slightly pouting his lips. As he worked his thumb across hardening nipples, Duo nibbled at the back of Heero's neck and gripped his hips tightly.
Heero groaned as Duo ground into his backside. He pulled Wufei to him with a hand behind his neck and kissed him. Wufei slid his hands down to hook the tips of his fingers in the front of Heero's jeans and rubbed his length against the other Asian's.
The double assault was definitely meeting the criteria he'd been looking for in partners, and when the elevator chimed his floor, he all but dragged the other two to his room. He kicked the door closed as he gripped the hem of Wufei's tank top and pulled it over his head as Duo's hands worked at unbuttoning his jeans.
A trail of clothes lead from the door to the bedroom and the three tumbled onto the king sized bed with hands greedily wandering over unknown territory. Duo and Heero watched as Wufei splayed on his back, scooting until his head was on the pillows. Obsidian eyes narrowed seductively as he ran his hands down his chest and tweaked his nipples. He caught his lip between his teeth, making sure he had a captive audience as he moved his hands down his thighs.
Heero licked his lips, reaching back to grip Duo's hip and pulling him flush to his backside. A groan passed both their lips at the contact and the display of Wufei bending his knees and spreading his thighs far apart, his manhood practically begging to be touched.
“Divine, isn't he?” Duo whispered into Heero's ear. “If you think he's sexy now, wait until he gets lost in passion. The sounds he makes could almost make you cum just hearing them.”
Heero turned and captured Duo's lips in a heated but quick kiss before crawling toward the nightstand and pulling out a tube of lube. Duo took it from him and pushed him to lie next to Wufei. He leaned over Heero and took his lips in a kiss that made the one at the club seem chaste. Wufei rolled to his side and propped his cheek in his palm, watching with rapt attention. He raised his leg to plant his foot on the mattress and wrapped his hand around his length, pumping slowly.
Duo began kissing down Heero's neck and he tilted his head to the side, eyes slitting open. He dropped his gaze to Wufei's groin and grabbed his wrist. Wufei whimpered at the loss of friction and pulled Duo's attention from his exploration of Heero's collar bone.
He clicked his tongue. “Patience, Fei.” He handed the lube to him. “Stretch yourself, but no sweet spot or stroking.”
An unhappy sound emitted from the back of his throat, but he rolled to his back and repositioned himself so the other two could clearly see his actions. He slicked a finger and ran it along the cleft of his ass slowly before pressing it in up to the first knuckle. He pumped it in and out several times before pushing it all the way in.
Heero watched a second finger join the first and felt himself harden further with anticipation of entering that tight heat. He felt a slick finger tease his opening and automatically spread his legs further.
Wufei leaned back on his elbow as he pressed a third finger into himself and watched Duo stretch the other Asian. As the two seemed to lose focus on him, he pushed his fingers into the bundle of nerves he'd been forbidden to touch. His head fell back and he moaned softly, pressing it again.
His hand was pulled away from his entrance and he was lifted, almost roughly, and planted with his head on the pillows. He looked up into heated violet eyes.
“You broke the rules, Fei.”
His chest heaved in expectancy as Duo kissed him and clamped his wrists, pushing his hands to the headboard and folding his fingers around the slats. “Don't let go.”
He nodded, gasping as Duo attacked his right side while Heero's lips and hands worked on his left. They teased at every inch of skin except for his aching arousal and soon he was able to do little more than moan and gasp for more as he clenched his fingers on the wooden slats. He tried to buck his hips but a hand held him firmly.
“Didn't I tell ya?” Duo said huskily. “Wanton sex kitten.”
“Please,” he cried softly.
“Please what?” Heero purred in his ear.
Wufei shivered. “Take me... now.”
The two bodies left him and he whimpered, slitting his eyes open to watch as Heero knelt in front of Duo and allowed the braided man to cover his erection with lube. Wufei groaned as he watched Duo's tan fingers slide over the hard, reddened length. Satisfied he was ready, Heero pressed a quick kiss to Duo's lips before settling between Wufei's thighs. He pushed his erection into the trembling and willing body beneath him
Wufei pressed his head back into the pillows, forcing himself to stay relaxed as Heero pushed into him in one smooth, slow thrust. Heero spread his legs slightly as Duo set the head of his erection to his entrance teasingly.
“Tell me you want it, Heero.” He bit the juncture of the Asian's neck and shoulder.
Heero groaned. “Shit, yes.”
Duo slid inside in one quick thrust. Heero's back arched and Wufei gasped as the length inside him shifted. Duo pulled Heero out of Wufei almost to the tip as he pulled out of Heero before slamming back in.
Heero hissed through his teeth at the dual sensations he'd been craving. What he needed. What he'd missed so damn much. One of Wufei's hands left the slat it gripped and drifted for his midsection, but Duo quickly grabbed it and pushed it to the pillow.
“None of that, yet.”
“Damn it, Duo. I swear I'll fire you.”
He laughed breathlessly. “You may be my boss in the mill. In the bed,” he ran his tongue up Heero's sweat-slicked neck, “I'm in charge.”
Wufei groaned as Heero shifted angles and hit his sweet spot on every thrust. He tossed his head from side to side, one hand clenching the pillow and the other the headboard. “You suck.”
“Hm... and you love it.” He trailed his hand across Heero's chest, twisting the erect nipples he found there.
Heero could hardly breath. It had been so long since he'd felt such utter satisfaction, he wasn't sure he could last much longer.
“Duo.”
“Hm?”
Rarely reduced to begging, Heero flexed his muscles, ripping a heady moan from the brunette. “Let me touch him.”
After three more thrusts, Duo finally complied. “Bring him off, Heero.”
He quickly wrapped his hand around Wufei's length and fisted until the Chinese man's back arched and he screamed his release.
Heero pounded into the tight heat clamping around him. As the walls flexed, he felt Duo's climax fill him and the hard length hit his prostate at the same time. His mouth dropped in a silent scream as his orgasm hit him. His fists gripped Wufei's hips hard enough to bruise as the overwhelming sensation he hadn't felt in so long washed over him.
He fell limply to Wufei's chest, sweat and semen covering his stomach as he gasped for breath. “Oh, shit.”
Duo laughed softly and kissed the spot between his shoulder blades. “Been a while, Heero?”
“Too fuckin' long.”
The end....
Not really, there will be a lot more. I’m reposting but I’ve decided to keep the notes to what was originally posted. ^_^ I hope everyone who stumbles here enjoys. ^_^
Unless anyone wants more. I added enough stuff to make it into a story line if I have enough requests. (controlithinknot, its prolly up to u, honeybunny.)
O.O Did I seriously just write a threesome?.... *Looks over all fanfics, (posted, discarded, and trashed)* I've never written a PWP or a Threesome... Blame it all on controlithinknot. Hehe. *Covers face in shame* I hope it was all right. If not I'll take it down. Promise. If you want somethin' different, control, just let me know and I'll try again.
1- Suction- there are tons of tubes hooked to saws in sawmills that carry away the dust... at least, they're supposed to. My experience, they get jammed way too often. Fletches- they are the first cuts from a log (which should be anywhere from 42 to 60 inches wide. They're typically 2 inches in height.) Note for those who care; a typical 2x4 is not actually 2x4 inches. That's before the material=wood goes into the kiln. It's less than that. But that's how the measurements go. If anyone wants to know the inner workings of a sawmill, just ask, I wouldn't mind sharing my knowledge. ^_^
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