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Cowboy	By : Deb Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 5572 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing it belongs to Bandai, Sotsu and associated parties. Written for pleasure not profit.

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Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing, it belongs to Bandai, Sotsu and associated parties. I just borrow the guys from time to time and return them a whole lot happier. I don't own the song 'Rodeo' either. It belongs to Garth Brooks and as such all rights remain his. This fic is based loosely on the lyrics. Written for pleasure not profit.

Pairing: 2x1x2, past 1xR (sorry!) 3x4

Rating: NC 17

Warnings: Angst, fluff, sap, yaoi, Lemons, Lime, AU

Summary: Heero is a rodeo rider, the best on the circuit and looks set to remain there until an up and coming young cowboy appears on the scene.

AN: This fic is based loosely on the lyrics of 'Rodeo' by Garth Brooks - although it is not a song fic.

Dedication: To my lovely beta; Sakura for giving me the plot bunny and for all her hard work in editing my stuff. (No easy feat!) Thanks hun! You're the best!

“Cowboy”

October 2010 ShenLong

Chapter 26

[It’s the white in his knuckles

The gold in the buckle

He’ll win the next go round

Rodeo – Garth Brooks]

Carefully, Heero wrapped his lips around the crown, easing it into his mouth and running his tongue experimentally around the bulbous head. Trying to remember what felt good to him, he did his best to repeat those actions. Various flavors passed over his taste buds and despite the knowledge that this was another man's organ in his mouth, Heero found the tastes not all that unpleasant.

Curious about the thick flesh, Heero took his time. He stroked his tongue over the soft crown, noting the texture against his tongue. He dipped into the ridge and circled it, pulling his mouth off the crown a moment later and trailing it along the thick shaft, nibbling gently as he went. The skin of the shaft was slightly different to the head, a little more coarse but still soft. The vein pulsed with need, Heero delighting in the feel of it beneath his tongue and lips. Reaching the base, he noted the sac beneath, heavy and swollen with Duo's seed. Idly, his tongue traced across the slightly wrinkled skin, the hairs coarse against the appendage. He decided to suck one into his mouth and gently coaxed it inside.

“Oh, gods,” Duo moaned and spread his legs a little wider. He hadn’t had a blow job in ages and whilst Heero was completely new to all this, it seemed his boyfriend was a quick study. “Feels so good,” he groaned in encouragement.

Buoyed by Duo's obvious enjoyment of what he was doing, Heero approached his task with more enthusiasm. He rolled the testicle around in his mouth, sucking lightly on it before releasing it and sucking the other one in to apply the same torture. His hands moved to Duo's hips to steady the other cowboy who couldn't help but wriggle and squirm with the onslaught of pleasure.

The musky scent of arousal was all around Heero and he breathed it in, his own erection growing harder by the minute. Having tormented Duo's balls, Heero's lips blazed a trail of kisses and soft nips back along the rigid shaft until he was once again at the crown. Noting the milky fluid gathering at the tip, Heero's tongue darted out for a taste, lapping gently and drawing the dew in to savor the flavor. It was salty and slightly bitter, Heero not sure whether he liked it or not.

Opening his mouth wider, Heero took Duo's shaft inside, letting the organ slip as far in as he could before it hit the back of his throat. He'd heard of deep throating, but right now there wasn't anything he could do to persuade his body to try it, the pressure on the back of his tonsils threatening him with his gag reflex. Abandoning that idea, Heero returned to his discovery of Duo's cock and the many different ways in which he could use his tongue, lips and mouth to draw moans of pleasure from his boyfriend.

Teeth nibbled along the shaft, tongue licked the length, swirling around the crown and teasing the small slit. Lips wrapped securely around the entire shaft and Heero experimented with sucking. His cheeks hollowed as he applied suction, varying the pressure from light and teasing to strong and demanding. He tried sucking on the entire length, then letting the organ slide out a way, he sucked on just the head, learning what Duo liked the most.

Soft moans and pleas graced Heero's ears, Duo's hips undulating softly whilst his self control was sorely tested. “Feels really good, Heero,” Duo murmured, his eyes closed and chest heaving. Sweat began to form and run in small rivulets down his sides, his ribs ached with the harshly drawn breaths and yet Duo could do nothing to stop it. He was completely immersed in the pleasure, the sweet torture of Heero's mouth and the heights it was driving him to. Whatever Heero lacked in experience, he certainly made up for in his enthusiasm and eagerness to learn.

“More,” whispered Duo. “Need more. Oh yeah,” he groaned as Heero obliged and sucked the length in as deep as he could get it before the gag reflex kicked in. “Shit! Been too long,” gasped Duo as he felt the tide rising in his gut. He managed to place a hand on Heero's head and tugged gently at Heero's hair, pulling the other cowboy slightly off his cock. “Gonna cum,” he panted out, wanting to warn Heero. With this being Heero's first blow job, Duo didn't know if the man would be willing to have his come shooting into his mouth or not and thus he thought it best to warn Heero of the impending flood.

Knowing what Duo was up to, Heero backed off a touch. He wasn't sure if he wanted Duo to lose it in his mouth or not, but the more dew he lapped up, the more the taste was growing on him. He decided to risk it and take what Duo was sure to be offering at any moment. If he didn't like it, he could always spit it out – discretely of course.

Reaching his free hand underneath, Heero began to caress Duo's balls with his fingers, lightly tracing the fingertips over the swollen sac. His mouth opened wider and he took Duo's length about half way in, allowing his tongue to continue to massage the heated crown.

“Ahh, Uhhh,” came from Duo's mouth whilst violet eyes squeezed shut.

Gentle suction was applied to the small slit, Heero's tongue flattening out behind the ridge and massaging the join of foreskin to shaft. He sucked a little harder before letting the crown slip back a touch when he felt Duo's balls tightening. The shaft began to swell and a loud groan came from Duo's throat.

“Ahhh, gonna... fuck!” The pleasure hit Duo like a frenzied bull, knocking his senses for six and completely consuming him. Brain switched off, seed pulsing from his cock and Duo was writhing in one of the best orgasms of his life.

Feeling the cock starting to swell, Heero knew it was a matter of seconds before Duo lost it completely. A heartbeat later and his mouth was being swamped with Duo's hot, thick essence. Heero did his best to swallow, but there was far too much and he could feel himself about to choke. Backing off a touch, he swallowed what he could, the remainder leaking from his mouth and dribbling down the throbbing length.

Heero continued to suckle gently whilst Duo rode his orgasm to the fullest. The cock in his mouth gave up the last bit of passion and began to shrink, sated and happy to its usual, flaccid size. Mindful of how sensitive Duo would be, Heero licked around the now deflated organ, cleaning up Duo as best he could. Satisfied with his performance, Heero rested his head on Duo's thigh, Duo's fingers still entwined in his hair and caressing gently.

It took a few minutes for Duo's breathing to return to normal and his sanity to resurface. When it did, he opted to remain silent for the moment, running his fingers through Heero's hair and letting his bones solidify again. Heero's warm breath ghosted across the skin of his thigh and Duo felt content. After another few moments, he tugged gently at Heero's hair, indicating for Heero to join him where he lay.

Bringing his body to lie flush against Duo's, Heero couldn't help the smug smile on his lips as he observed the flushed and happy state of his partner. “Did you enjoy that? Was it okay? Did I do it alright?” Heero had to ask, his inexperience needing to know if he was on the right track with his efforts.

“That was... That was incredible, Heero. You sure you've never given head before?” Duo asked in a lazy purr.

Feeling a touch embarrassed, Heero shook his head. “No.”

“If I didn't know you any better, I'd swear you were lying. That was just, well, perfect.”

Heero's cheeks flushed red. “I wasn't sure if it was okay. I'm not really sure what I'm doing but I tried to do what I thought you would like.”

“Heero,” said Duo as he placed his finger under Heero's chin and tilted the messy haired cowboy’s face so he could look into those cobalt depths. “That was fantastic, it felt great and if you ever want to practice to improve your skills, you're more than welcome to practice on me.”

“Thanks for the offer,” Heero snickered.

Feeling Heero's arousal pressing against his thigh, Duo gave a sly grin. “Seems you still have a bit of a problem there, Heero.”

Cheeks flushed a deeper red as Heero understood what Duo was referring to. “It's okay, it will go away,” he mumbled. With Duo's injured state, Heero wasn't about to demand his partner satisfy him.

“I don't think it will. Besides, it's not healthy to let it build up,” Duo purred, his eyes half lidded.

“But, Duo, you're injured, I don't expect you to take care of it for me,” Heero explained.

“You can't tell me you don't want to come,” Duo said slyly.

“Well, yes...”

“Then why don't you?”

“Huh?”

“Heero, play with yourself, bring yourself off for me.”

Heat flared in Heero's gut at the suggestion. Sure he'd masturbated, several times, but only ever on his own, certainly not with an audience; but somehow the thought of being watched by Duo sent tingles down his spine and his cock reacted by hardening further and pushing against his sleep pants.

Noting the flush of arousal, Duo threw caution to the winds and pressed on. “Play with yourself, Heero. Grasp that sweet cock of yours and bring yourself off, let me watch you stroke yourself,” he murmured.

“Oh, shit,” Heero groaned and reached for his pants.

“That's it, take them off, let me see your desire, watch your passion,” Duo encouraged.

Heero was so far gone in his need and desire that he automatically followed Duo's instructions. The sleep pants were peeled off and tossed to the floor, boxers following seconds later. Long fingers encircled the shaft, thighs fell apart and Heero began to stroke.

Duo's eyes followed the movements of Heero's hand, the sight one to be savored completely. Heero looked so divine as he lost himself in the feelings. Eyes closed, mouth slightly open as he panted his pleasure presented the perfect picture to Duo. Violet orbs took in the sight of his lover, the lines of ecstasy etched into his face as Heero's hand began to pump faster and faster.

The pinnacle was just out of reach, Heero's breathing increasing to ragged pants as he struggled to gain that last inch that would send him spiraling into oblivion. All coherent thought left, Heero's focus completely honed in on the pleasure he was gifting himself. He forgot about Duo watching, forgot everything except the feel of his hand as it stroked his rising need. Moments later he reached the point of no return and with a silent cry, tipped over the edge. Thick fluid spilled from the head of his cock, dripping to his hand and along the shaft. Slowly his movement decreased, having milked all he could from his cock and letting the softening organ go.

“Beautiful,” came Duo's whisper, Heero cracking open an eye to see his boyfriend watching him intently, a soft smile on his lips. Heero was too exhausted to reply and closed his eyes again, opting to enjoy the last vestiges of his orgasm.

Lying peacefully together, Duo stroked his fingers along Heero's side as the other cowboy recovered. Once they were both back in command of their bodies, Heero fetched a cloth and wiped Duo clean, washing himself off when he was in the bathroom. Yawning, they snuggled close, Heero pulling the covers over them both and turning off the bedside lamp.

“Thank you, Heero,” Duo murmured softly and placed a gentle kiss to Heero's cheek.

“My pleasure,” Heero replied shyly and before he could change his mind, he leaned over his boyfriend and took Duo's lips in a tender kiss. “Good night.”

“Night,” Duo whispered back and settled down to sleep.

* * *

“Miss. Peacecraft, these are quite serious charges,” the lawyer stated as he read through the documents Relena had given him and those the police had forwarded on. “I assume you have been in touch with the newspapers concerned and asked them not to run the story?”

“I'm quite aware of the charges, Mr. Gilbert,” Relena sniffed. “And no, I haven't been in touch with the papers.”

“Then might I suggest that is the first thing we do.” Gilbert glanced at the names of the two newspapers concerned and asked his secretary to place a call to both of them. Within minutes he'd spoken to the editors of both and had their assurances they would not be printing anything at all. He also discovered they were under threat of charges should they proceed with the story and that neither editor had wanted to run the story in the first place, only Relena's underhanded ways had twisted their arms so to speak. After the police had contacted them in regards to possible charges and confiscated their recorders, both newspapers had dropped the story completely. With that new found knowledge in his mind, Gilbert was a little more wary of his client.

“Miss. Peacecraft, I suggest you tell me the entire story, from the very beginning and I'll ask questions when and where I need to. If I am to defend you against these allegations I need all the facts.” Gilbert reached for his small recorder and pressed the button. “You may begin whenever you're ready.”

Relena settled herself into the chair as best she could and began her tale. It took quite a bit of time to relate all she knew and Gilbert asked his questions from time to time as she went along. Finally she was finished and accepted the offer of a glass of water to ease her parched throat.

“Miss. Peacecraft, from what you have told me I can see how the charges have come about. Now, in relation to the Defamation charge, I would suggest you plead guilty.”

“What!? No way! No, Mr. Gilbert, I refuse to do that. That, that excuse for a man has stolen my Heero away from me and confused him with his beguiling ways.”

Gilbert sighed. “Miss. Peacecraft, it is not a crime for a person to be involved with a member of the same sex, however, it is a crime to throw insults and accusations at someone based on their sexual preference. The courts treat it just as harshly as they would a racial discrimination case; in fact, it is a case of discrimination. Based on the evidence I have from the police, there are several witnesses that have given statements in regards to this altercation, statements that are damning to say the least. Besides that, there is also the recorded evidence from the papers concerned that clearly have you insulting and accusing the defendant. Given all that evidence, there is no way I can refute the charge. If you are to plead guilty I'm sure the judge will be lenient on you.”

Blue eyes clouded with anger. Relena was fuming, but there wasn't anything she could do. Gilbert was right, the evidence was all there stacked against her. “Fine! I'll plead guilty to that charge, now, what about the other?”

“Now the other charge is one I think we can defend quite well...”

Gilbert went on to explain how he intended to defend Relena against the charge of instigation of attempted murder. As Relena listened she felt more comfortable and certain she would beat the charge.

“You will have to show you are sincerely remorseful for what occurred and how shocked you were to learn that your friend had decided to go ahead and remove the threat to you and your future fiancé,” Gilbert advised.

Nodding her head, Relena agreed. She could see where Gilbert intended to go with his defense and she was quite pleased with the idea. Besides, as much as she might hate Maxwell, she wouldn't have wanted to see the man killed and was still having difficulty in believing Dorothy had done what she did. “What about Dorothy?”

“What about her?”

“Why hasn't she been released as well? I want to see her, I want to get her out of there and back home where she belongs.”

“Do you know who her lawyer is?”

“No, I'm not sure if she has one or not,” Relena replied.

“Okay. Let me make a few calls.” Gilbert glanced at the clock on the wall. “It's almost lunch time, Miss. Peacecraft. If you would care to go out and get yourself something to eat, I'll make my calls and have my own lunch. I'll see you back here in my office in an hour's time.”

Seeing she wasn't going to get any further at this point, Relena conceded and left to find something to eat. Gilbert picked up the phone and began his calls.

* * *

Heero had just finished mucking out the stalls with Duo's limited assistance and was putting the wheelbarrow and tools away. The sun was warm on his back and a light breeze blew across the landscape. It was perfect weather for a ride.

“Thanks, Heero,” said Duo as he stepped out of the barn after filling the water buckets ready for the evening. Noting the look in Heero's eye, Duo had a pretty good idea of what his boyfriend was thinking. “Perfect weather for a ride,” he said softly.

“Yeah, it is,” Heero replied.

“Why don't you go for one then?” Seeing Heero about to protest, Duo got in first. “I'll be fine here by myself, Scythe needs a good brush over, my gear all needs checking and cleaning, plus I'll need to put together a couple of new rigs. Besides, I do have a couple of brood mares down in the back paddock that need checking on so you'd be doing me a favor if you took a ride out that way and made sure they're okay for me.”

Heero was torn in two. He really wanted to take a ride out over Duo's property, but he didn't want to leave Duo behind. The other cowboy wouldn't be able to ride for a while with his injuries so it seemed unfair for Heero to take off and enjoy the scenery without him. On the other hand, Duo had asked him to check on the mares so he wouldn't be skipping out on his partner. “Are you sure?”

“Heero, it would help me a lot if you could check those mares and my fences too whilst you're out there.” Duo gave a wide smile. “I've loads to occupy me so go, get Wing and enjoy yourself.”

“Okay.” Hero pressed his lips against Duo's for a sweet kiss. “I'll check everything for you, Duo, don't worry,” he said as he all but ran to the tack room to fetch his gear.

Duo shook his head and chuckled to himself.

*

Heero had left and Duo watched him ride off, a little wistful, wishing he could be out there too. Scythe came over to the corral fence and blew softly through his nostrils at his master. He didn't understand why he couldn't go out there for a ride too. If that painted pony went anywhere near his mares, Scythe would take it out of that black and white hide.

“Sorry, Scythe, I'm not allowed to ride just yet,” Duo apologized to his horse and fed the appy a carrot. “I'll see if I can get Heero to give you a bit of exercise for me when he gets back. I'll need you to stay fit for the last rodeo.”

It had been playing on Duo's mind. The final rodeo was just over five weeks away and whilst he was unsure of where both he and Heero now stood in regards to the title after the last rodeo, he figured they shouldn't be too far behind the leader. It all depended on what points those also in the running had scored.

The doctor had told him he would be six weeks in healing, but that was six weeks Duo didn't have. If he wanted his dream to become a reality he needed to win the title – and that meant competing in the final rodeo. He hadn't said anything to Heero about his plans, but Duo was determined to ride in the final rodeo of the year, determined to give it his all and go for broke to take out that title.

He'd just have to make sure his body healed that little bit quicker.

Leaving Scythe, Duo wandered back into the tack room and began the task of sorting through gear and setting up a new rig.

*

Heero sat easily in his saddle, the wind blowing past his face, the scent of the plains in his nose. Beneath him, Wing covered the ground at a steady lope, happy to be out and stretching his muscles. They had ridden around the boundary fences and all were fine. The two mares in the bottom paddock had come across to the fence to say hello when Wing had appeared. Heero was careful not to let the stallion get too close, he didn’t want his horse getting hurt, or the mares either. The mares weren’t bad examples, both were around fifteen hands, one chestnut, the other a chestnut appaloosa. Scythe would cross well with them, Heero thought. What the mares lacked in their conformation, Scythe had in his and given the laws of nature, he should improve on the mares and pass on his good traits to the resulting foals.

Having appraised the mares for long enough, Heero headed back to the ranch and Duo.

Hearing the sound of approaching hooves, Duo exited the house where he'd been summoned to answer the phone and was now debating what to cook for dinner. Wing came to a halt beside him, Heero slipping from the saddle with a rosy hue to his cheeks and eyes bright from the ride. “Everything okay?” Duo asked as he absently patted Wing's nose.

“Everything is fine. All the fences are sound and the mares are well,” Heero replied.

“Good.” Duo leaned in and stole a kiss. “I'll have to get you to give Scythe some work if you don't mind. He needs to be kept fit and I can't ride him myself just yet.”

“Are you sure?” Heero replied. Secretly he would love the chance to ride the appy, having seen Duo with his horse the appaloosa looked to not only be a smooth ride, but well trained too. “I wouldn't have asked if I wasn't sure,” Duo chuckled.

“Then I'd love to. Thank you for asking me.” Heero sensed there was something else on Duo's mind but wasn't quite sure how to ask. “Everything okay?” he tried instead as he led Wing towards the corral to unsaddle.

“Sort of,” Duo replied as he thought about the call a little earlier. “I had a call earlier whilst you were out. It was Treize in regards to the rodeo board and their investigation into what happened.”

“Ah,” Heero muttered. “What do they plan to do?”

“According to Treize, the board has met and discussed the incident a little. They have put the full investigation on hold so to speak as they wait to see what the law has to say about it all. Once the court cases have been heard, the board will reconvene and take a look at the evidence which the police have said they will pass on to them. Once they've had a chance to go over the statements and examine the evidence they will reach a decision,” Duo related. “Treize is of the opinion that they will find Dorothy guilty of tampering with my rig, but what they would do about her if she is found guilty, I don't know. Meanwhile, Treize said that security around the chutes and arena is to be tightened up.”

“At least that's a step in the right direction then,” Heero said as he finished brushing Wing.

“Yeah, it is at that.” Duo looked thoughtful for a moment and then decided to continue. “I also asked Treize what the standings were after the last rodeo for the title of Cowboy of the Year.”

With Duo's accident and hospitalization, Heero had completely forgotten about the title. Now he was eager to hear just how far behind he, and Duo for that matter, had slipped. “What did he say?”

“Apparently there were a few upsets at the last rodeo. Don't know whether it was my accident that may have disturbed a few of the others or not, but several of the cowboys in with a strong chance either scored low or got no scores.”

Heero's eyes lit up a touch, not that he was a bad sportsman or anything, but it was good to know they might still have a shot at the title. “And?” he prompted.

A small smile graced Duo's lips. “ You and I are tied in second place. Jake Darcy has taken the lead and Cody is breathing down the back of our necks,” Duo replied.

“How many points?”

“Five between us and Jake, four between Cody and us.”

“Then it's still anyone's title,” Heero grinned.

“Yup, that it is,” Duo grinned back. “All we need to do is make sure we score well in all our events at the final rodeo and we could still take out the title.”

Heero's eyes narrowed a touch. “We?” he asked. “Duo, you won't be able to compete, you won't be healed enough by then,” he said softly.

A look of determination filled Duo's violet eyes. “Doc said it would be six weeks until I'm completely healed, rodeo is just over five weeks away. I'll be fit enough by the time it comes around,” he stated in a flat tone.

Knowing he had to tread carefully, Heero tried again. “But, Duo, I know you will be close to being completely healed, but what if you should take another fall? All the jarring and jolting in the bronc rides, not to mention the bull ride isn't going to sit well with your shoulder and ribs. Then the bull dogging and calf roping isn't going to be easy either and will put a tremendous strain on your body.”

“You think I don't know that already?” Duo growled softly.

Heero bit his lip. Yes, he was concerned for his new boyfriend, but he also had to remember that Duo was a cowboy too and had been doing this for a while; he knew the risks the same as Heero did and the last thing he needed was for Heero to be on his case and reading him the rules or trying to mother hen his partner. When he stopped and thought about it, really thought about it, he reminded himself of Relena and her constant nagging and whining at him to quit, especially after he'd had his own run in with Reaper. He had to trust Duo to know his own limits – and be there for his boyfriend when it was all over.

Duo watched the various emotions flitting through Heero's eyes and knew his partner was thinking deeply on his words. Heero's shoulders slumped a little and Duo knew his partner had reached a decision.

“Duo, I'm sorry, I have no right to tell you what you can and can't do, hell I'm beginning to sound like Relena with my whining. I'll admit, I'm not happy with the idea of you riding in the rodeo before you're given the complete all clear from the doctor, but it's your decision. Whatever you decide, I'll be there for you and support you one hundred percent.” Heero knew he'd said the right thing when Duo's face lit up.

“Thanks, Heero, that means a lot to me. I know it's not going to be easy, in fact it's probably gonna hurt like hell, but I have to try. I have my dream, Heero, and this is my chance to make it a reality.”

Heero moved in close and wrapped his arms around his boyfriend. “Then I'll help you all I can. Just say the word and I'll do whatever you want to assist you,” he murmured.

“I'm glad you said that, Heero. As a matter of fact, I'll get you to start working Scythe for me as of tomorrow if you don't mind?”

Heero shook his head and laughed. “Only you, Duo would have all this planned out.”

“What can I say? I'm a stubborn and determined son-of-a-bitch,” Duo snickered and grinned at Heero.

“Yes, you are; but you're my stubborn and determined son-of-a-bitch.” Heero snuck in and stole a kiss.

“Mmm... I like the sound of that, especially if that's the sort of punishment I get.”

“Then come here so I can punish you some more.”

“Gladly.”

~ * ~

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