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Gundam Wing Hentai	By : shinigamiinochi Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 30209 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Gundam Wing Hentai

Chapter 26: Lingerie

Pairings: 4x2, 1x2, 3x2, 5x2,
6x2, 13x2, Rashidx2

Warnings: Cross dressing
(because I love my Duo in a skirt ^^), sex in a public place, PWP, AU, OOC,
multiple penetrations.

Summary:
Quatre finds a pair of panties left in the Laundromat but isn�t ready to
relinquish them when the owner shows up.

�� My mother once told me that every day was like a new door
that opened when you woke up each morning. Each day had its new paths and you
never knew what was going to happen. Well, she was right.

�� That day was like any other day. Despite being born into a
rich family, I hate being stifled by my father and the high society that
follows our family around like slavering dogs. I take every chance I have to do
things that normal people do. Like going to this Laundromat, for example. When
my father had discovered my little hobby, he had been furious. True, we have
maids to take care of our clothing, but I like taking care of my own things.
That day had been a Thursday. Usually, I do my laundry on Friday so I would
have more to do, but that week I had already worn my favorite shirt and I
wanted to use it for when I went clubbing Friday night. That was another thing
that angered my father. I�m gay. I was always on the lookout for the perfect
guy; sweet, beautiful, and drop dead sexy. I didn�t care about what my father
thought about my sexuality, I was twenty two and old enough to make my own
decisions.

�� The Laundromat was fairly small and few people used it on
Thursdays, but when I opened up the dryer lid that I usually used, there was
already an article of clothing in there. The cycle had finished and there was
no one in the place. None of the other machines had anything in them. Clearly
the person had forgotten whatever was in there. I picked up the purple clothing
with tentative fingers. It was a lacey thong. I felt my face grow hot. Yes, I
was gay and these were clearly woman�s underwear, but I had a secret fetish for
panties like these. It was hard to find a guy who would be willing to wear
stuff like this. I examined the thong. The color was glaring and obvious and
incredibly sexual. The panties were well worn and I started to sweat when I saw
a few holes in the crotch. Holes that could only exist through excessive
masturbation. I imagined a young man wearing those panties, rubbing at his
stiff cock roughly and felt my own cock swell in my pants. I brought the thong
to my face and smelled it. Despite being warm and clean from the dryer, I could
still smell the owner�s scent. It was an oddly thick and musky smell for a woman,
but still sweet. The woman who wore these was probably young, maybe a student.
I barely heard the sound of the door closing.

�� Hey, what the hell are you doing?!� A voice snapped at me.
I froze, the underwear dangling from my fingertips. I had been caught. I turned
to face my accuser. I don�t know how I knew, but from a glance I knew that this
person was the owner of the underwear. It was guy. I felt like panting as my
eyes traveled over his body. A normal person would have considered the person
female, but I knew a guy when I saw one. He was a little bit shorter than me
with a long, chestnut braid. His eyes were the color of the thong I was
holding. He was wearing a top that was both low on top and high on the bottom,
showing me pale, perfect skin. The top had a small ribbon drawing it closed on
top and he was wearing the sort of green, pleated skirt that catholic girls
might wear. I could feel my mouth watering. His legs were the kind that seemed
to never end and they were hairless. A cross dresser and a gorgeous one at
that. He stared at the underwear in my hand with a glare.

�� What are you doing with those?� He accused, �You pervert,
were you going to steal them?! You were going to jerk off with them, weren�t
you?!� Despite the truth of his words, I smirked. He went to grab the underwear
back and I switched positions with him, playing keep away with my back to the
door and his back to the dryer. I wondered what those pale legs would feel like
wrapped around me� I drew the curtain closed around the windows. At this time
of day, it was unlikely anyone else would be using this tiny Laundromat. I
dangled the underwear just out of his reach.

�� Give them back!� He demanded, but I had the upper hand.

�� I�ll give them back,� I informed him, �But you have to do
a few things for me first.� He glared at me, but I saw that he was desperate. I
realized then that these must be a favored pair for him. His face was flushed
with having run all the way over here and he was putting up a lot of effort for
a thong.

�� What do you want me to do?� He asked defeated. My smirk
grew.

�� I want you to put them on.�

�� He balked.

�� If you don�t,� I teased, �I guess me and these panties
will be having an intimate time tonight.�

�� He narrowed his pretty eyes at me and I knew that I had him.
He reached under his skirt and pulled off the pair of underwear that he was
currently wearing. The garment was annoyingly plain; a pair of white cotton
panties that could be bought in a twelve pack in any surplus store. The purple
thong suited him much better. With a closed off look, he slipped the thong on.
He gasped as I grabbed his hips and lifted him onto the dryer. I spread his
legs. He struggled against me. I narrowed my eyes at him and slapped his thigh
which made him gasp again. I wondered how many times I could wring that sound
out of him.

�� If you don�t do what I want, I�ll just rip those panties
off of you and you�ll have to walk home without anything under here,� I tugged
at his skirt. His face turned beet red and he spread his legs. The sight was so
wanton, I almost wanted to finish things right then. I pulled up his skirt. The
sight of his crotch barely covered with the brightly colored thong was
wonderful. The curves of his balls and dick stretched out the delicate
material. He noticed my scrutiny and his blush grew, his cock twitched and
started to become hard. It looked like I wasn�t the only one desperate for it
for all of the protesting he had done. I leaned down and licked his cock from
the base to the head through the underwear. He cried out, his hips bucked and
his bulge was pressed against my lips. I didn�t mind at all. I could taste him
through the cloth as I continued to lick. He was sweet and bitter at the same
time. My saliva and his precum wet the thong. His cock grew and the head peaked
out of the top of the underwear. It looked so plump and delicious, I wrapped my
lips around his head and rubbed my tongue against his slit. He hissed and tried
to grab at my hair, but I forced his hands back to his sides. I was in control
here. I moved my tongue back down the thong and sucked hard on one of his
balls. He cried out again, squirming on the dryer.

�� Ah! That feels so good!� He cried. My hand crept under his
scandalous top and pinched at a petal soft nipple. He thrust himself against me
in response.

�� Touch yourself,� I ordered him. He complied, rubbing his
own nipples. It was an erotic sight, him crying and writhing against me as I
sucked on his balls and he pleasured himself. I slid the cloth from my mouth
and gripped one of the slim strapped that wrapped around his waist. I tugged,
rubbing the silky cloth against his twitching erection. He started to pant and
tried to rub up against me. I smirked at the sight. I gave him no warning as I
ripped the thong off of him.

�� Hey!� He cried, �You said you wouldn�t!�

�� I lied,� I growled as I pushed my nose against his
chestnut pubic hair, smelling him. He smelled like his underwear, �I�ll buy you
another pair, but either way, you�re not getting away now.� I lowered the
zipper on my slacks. My cock was wet with precum. It would have to do. I lifted
his legs up to his stomach, exposing him completely. His hole was twitching in
anticipation and I pressed my head against it. He gritted his teeth as I
stretched him wide and slid in. I stopped halfway and he panted.

�� Please!� He begged. He was so hot, inside and out. I
deposited some quarters into the dryer and turned it on. He screamed in
pleasure as the vibrations from the dryer ran up my cock and into his ass and I
thrust all the way in, hitting his pleasure button the first time. I thought
that he was going to cum right then as his whole body jerked and he thrust back
down on my length. We were like two cats in heat trying to get more and more
out of each other. I thrust deeply into him, enjoying the feel of his walls
clenching my rod. His opening spasmed against my base as I fed myself into his
channel up to my balls. The Laundromat was filled with the sound of my
testicles slapping him and the hum of the dryer. I lifted him up onto my lap
and moved him up and down on me. He was so into it, he let me take control,
letting me use him like my own personal doll. He flung his head back and
screamed as he came all over my blue shirt. I didn�t mind. In fact, I planned
to go home like this. Let father chew on that for awhile. I pressed my nose
against his neck and with three last animal thrusts, my cum shot inside of him.
We collapsed onto the dryer, completely exhausted and panting, but neither of
us attempted to move off of each other.

�� When we finally collected himself, I gave him change for
the subway for his trouble and kept the useless scrap of underwear. I would use
it later that night to masturbate and think of him. I refused to let him wipe
off my cum. Just thought of him riding the subway with my juices sliding down
his legs and no underwear made me hard again. Whatever happened to us, you
might ask? Well, I stalked him for weeks until he finally caved and let me date
him. Hey, its how my father got my mother.

Duo had been unable to label this
day as �bad� or �good� as of yet. Bad: He hadn�t been laid in almost four
months and this morning he had been incredibly horny. He had tried to find what
he called �his masturbation panties� only to realize that they needed to be
washed. The satin, purple thong was wonderful against his skin and he always
wore it when he jacked off. It was more an emotional attachment than anything
else. Those panties were the first �feminine� clothes he had ever worn and he
had had his first climax in them. Yes, Duo liked to wear to wear women�s
clothing. He didn�t see anything wrong with it; he just liked to wear skirts
just as much as jeans. He also didn�t care what other people thought so he
wasn�t a closet cross dresser. He had taken his laundry to the Laundromat and
had been in such a hurry he had forgotten the thong. When he had gone back to
claim them, some blonde dick had them and wouldn�t give them back. Then, he had
made him do whatever he wanted, but still ended up ripping the underwear! To
make things worse, the blonde had taken his white panties as well and had
forbade him from cleaning up the semen that was now tracking down Duo�s legs as
he stood in the train, completely naked under his pleated skirt. Good: After
nearly four months, he had had the best sex he had ever had. So, he decided to
wait until the end of the day to label it good or bad.

�� It was weird standing on the train with no underwear and
feeling semen pooling and dripping in his ass. Fortunately, if he kept his legs
together, it wasn�t noticeable, but if he tried to wipe it up, it would be. He
felt the other men�s eyes on him and realized that through his skirt it was
probably a bit noticeable that he had nothing on and that he smelled like sex.
It was after noon, so the train wasn�t too crowded. There were only six other
men there, a Japanese brunette with blue eyes, a very tall boy with light brown
hair and green eyes, a Chinese boy with black hair and dark brown eyes, two
English men, one with ginger hair and dark blue eyes and the other with long
white-blonde hair and light blue eyes, and a very tall, very large and imposing
looking Arab with dark brown hair and eyes. Each of them was staring at him
intently. Duo squirmed. He couldn�t wait to go home, wash up, and fantasize
about what had happened with the blonde. Still, their eyes disturbed him. There
was no way that they could know about his nakedness, right? Suddenly, the train
jerked to a stop and Duo was flung into the Japanese boy. He felt the boy�s
hand on his butt before Duo moved away with an apology.

�� Heero smirked. So the boy wasn�t wearing any underwear!

�� He isn�t wearing any underwear!� Heero called out to the
rest of the men. Their stares turned lecherous. Duo paled. He couldn�t believe
the blue eyed boy had actually yelled that out!

�� No, I am, really!� Duo lied, protesting. He backed away to
the open door. He had to get out of here, but his apartment was too far away to
walk.

�� Don�t look at me like that!� Duo yelled. All of a sudden,
the door closed on the back of his skirt and the train jerked as it left the
station. Duo was flung forward and his skirt tore off of him. Duo yelled,
trying to cover himself, but still ended up giving the men a very good view of
his crotch and semen dripping ass. They all seemed to lick their lips at the
same time.

�� He looks like a porn star,� Wufei told Treize. Treize
nodded in agreement.

�� What should I do?� Duo thought. Suddenly, the men crowded
him, pushing him against the window. They rubbed their bodies against him.

�� Stop it!� Duo yelled as they rubbed his hands against him,
pushing up his shirt to pinch at his nipples. Trowa gripped his swelling cock,
pumping it lazily. Treize shoved two fingers into Duo�s slick, still stretched
passage.

�� My, my, someone�s had a busy morning!�

�� Heero stroked his fingers against Duo�s balls. Duo fell to
his knees as he felt hands rubbing at his ass, back, and chest.

�� Stop,� he moaned weekly. His cock pulsed hard against his
stomach. His body was still sensitive after what had happened with the blonde. He
couldn�t believe that this was happening twice in one day! He was pressed
against Rashid�s chest, back to chest and he felt the much bigger man press his
dick into him. Duo screamed as he felt himself being split in two by the eleven
inch cock. The man was enormous. Trowa took this chance to shove himself into
Duo�s open mouth, giving the boy no other choice but to suck on him. Zechs
smirked as he saw the boy�s lips working around Trowa�s dick. He pressed next
to Trowa and thrust into the moist mouth as well. With Trowa�s cock there, it
was incredibly tight. Heero took a page from Zechs� book and used his fingers
to stretch Duo out more. He pressed his chest to Duo�s and slid in. Duo cried
out around the two penises. He felt like he was going crazy! He was being
fucked from both ends by four people. He felt Wufei licking at his dick and
Treize worked his balls. The two of them moved his free hands to their own
cocks and forced him to bring them off. They ejaculated onto his back, but
continued to lick and suck at him. Trowa groaned as he felt Duo�s moans
stimulating him and he came deep into his throat. He pulled out, leaving Zechs
to fuck him as he wanted. Zechs gripped at Duo�s hair and shoved himself into
his throat. Duo gagged as he felt Zechs erupt, his bitter seed joining Trowa�s
and sliding down him. Duo screamed as he felt the two large dicks in his ass
fuck him and pull him each way. They rubbed against each other inside of him,
both thrusting into his prostate. He was too overwhelmed and he came against
his stomach. Rashid gripped his hips as he moved the smaller boy up and down on
his length. Heero tried to follow and came as the boy�s incredibly tight ass
clenched him. Rashid felt Heero�s cum on his own dick and followed quickly. Duo
groaned as they withdrew. Cum dripped out of his ass and mouth, heavy on his
back and stomach. He lay on the ground, feeling his vision gray and the men
loomed over him for another round. Fuck good days and bad days, he just wanted
to get home!

�� He felt Trowa and Treize slide into his overly stretched
hole and the head of Wufei�s cock poked him in the lips. Rashid, Heero, and
Zechs rubbed the tip of their cocks against his genitals and nipples, making
his erection grow again despite his exhaustion.

�� Oh, why not?� Duo thought wearily as he opened his mouth
to grant access to Wufei�s plump treat.

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