Every Dog Has Its Day

Title: Every dog has its day 1/1

Author: ShinigamiYuy

Pairings: 1x2 Wingx2 (Not Wing the Gundam)

Rating: NC-17

Disclaimer: Not mine, Bestiality is bad, don't do it.

Warnings: Lemon, Bestiality, swearing.

Author Notes: My friend read a fic recently where one of the pilots got molested by a crazed horse. She wanted more, so, here is my contribution to her sickness.

Summary: Duo has always had clear cut limits, unfortunately, Heero is rather persuasive.

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It's weird, ya know? I always figured that I had some pretty clear cut limits in my head. I wouldn't sleep with kids, dead bodies, or animals. I suppose two out of three ain't bad. Maybe a bit of explanation is in order, huh?

I met Heero Yuy at the age of sixteen. He had just transferred into my homeroom class. Apparently he used to live overseas in Asia or something. His family was military. He was seventeen at the time, and he went through all the paper work to emancipate himself. Not that he really cut off ties with his family, he just needed to be considered an adult to stay in the United States without being put in foster care or something.

He explained to me once that his parents were very self absorbed. They hadn't ever expected to have children, and they weren't going to change their lifestyle just because they did. It made Heero really self sufficient I guess.

Anyways, like I was saying, when he first showed up, I was drawn to him. He was everything I liked, mysterious, tall dark and broody. I wanted to pick his mind and find out what was in there. So I made it my goal in life to become his friend. He was a bit stubborn at first; I think my constant chatter made him uneasy and annoyed. People get used to it though.

It might have taken a bit of time but soon we were inseparable. Heero became my best friend, and if you ever wanted to find one of us, you had to find the other. It only took about six months before we fell into each other's bed. Well, I fell into his bed; my foster parents would have a heart attack if we'd done it in my bed.

His house was nice though, paid for with military money. Apparently his mom was rich as well, having inherited the family business in Japan, then selling it for a large sum of money. It wasn't too large, or showy, but it was cozy. It sat at the edge of suburbia, had a big fenced in yard and looked like a family home, ya know? The kind that you see and say 'Gee, I bet there is a Mom, Dad, and Two point Five kids in there. Maybe a cat and a dog too.'

Well you'd be right on one part, there was a dog. A big white husky. Heero called him Wing, liken him to an angel's Wing. I always thought that if he was an angel's Wing, then his feathers fell out a lot, because he shed more than me.

I had always wanted a dog though and a lot of the time I was over there, if I wasn't snuggled up to Heero, or playing naughty with him, I was tossing a ball with Wing. He seemed to like me, he was always stuck to my side, I think him and his owner were a lot a like.

Wing had a way about him though, of always getting in trouble. I say trouble, but it isn't too big a deal. He'd chew up a box or something, and he was always underfoot. So much so, that after a while, it didn't become strange when he showed up while we were in the middle of sex.

I think I can pinpoint the day that Heero made the decision to include Wing in our bedroom activities as well. We were lying sideways on his large bed, and my head and shoulders were half dangling off the side. I was so far gone in my pleasure, since Heero had been denying me release for over half an hour at that point. Sweat was beading on my pale skin and God bless him, Heero was still going at it at that same damn pace that he always held when he wanted to drive me nuts.

It was pretty intense, so much so that when Wing suddenly appeared at my head I didn't even manage words to shoo him. He was whining though, and it was breaking into my pleasure so to get him to shut up I reached up, curling my hands into his soft scruff. Scratching and petting at him seemed to calm the beast, making him sit there, his nose running along my neck, licking at the salty liquid gathered there.

Heero really got a kick out of it though, because I could feel him slow a moment as he watched me pet his dog, and let the beast lick at my neck and chest. Damned if it didn't feel good on my nipples though. It got to my Asian sex fiend though, and he was finally moving harder, shaking my body and making it necessiciary to grab Wing around the neck and hold him, for fear of falling off the bed.

It was a quick finish after that, and when I came, spraying it over my stomach, it took a moment to realize Wing was actually there, and licking at my seed. That kind of freaked me out now that I was in my right mind, so blushing I shooed the dog away and used the towel left out for us to wipe up. Heero was just staring at me in that way that said he was curious, or maybe wanted to eat me whole, and trying to figure out the best way.

Imagine my surprise when the next time I showed up that Heero decided we needed to do it on the couch, while Wing was lying on one end, my head resting on the large dog's side. He didn't even move us, just began to rub his hand along my crotch, working me to arousal. Wing for his part just lay there, watching us curiously and panting in my ear.

It continued on that way for about a week or two, and Wing became such a regular occurrence nearby that I began to not even care when he cleaned me off, and Heero loved to watch it, petting his dog's head while that tongue ran up and down my abs.

Now let me just say that I'd never do anything with an animal, or at least something that they didn't obviously want. It's like... rape ya' know? But hey, Wing seemed to enjoy licking me up, and it saved us from having to clean up a lot of towels. It was just my stomach anyways, right?

Wrong, or it became wrong. Let me say this now, Heero hated condoms. We got our tests, I was a virgin anyways, but you never know what your parents passed ya, or what that cut last week on your arm could do, so we both got tested. Everything was good, so we just went bareback. So of course afterwards I was left with his semen dribbling from my backside. That was alright though, because we normally had a towel under my hips, or an easily washable blanket.

Heero decided that there was an easier way to clean it up, however. "Wing, come." I blinked, curiously but a bit tired from another long session of not being able to cum until Heero wanted me to. I thought maybe Heero was telling the dog it was over and to stop licking me, so I let my eyes fall closed. Imagine my surprise when I felt a tongue cleaning away Heero's mess as well. My eyes must have flown wide and I jerked upwards.

Heero was there, to hold my shoulders down and calm me, "What's going on Heero?! We can't...” I was silenced then, by a startling pleasure as the long tongue slid up into my body to make sure I was thoroughly cleaned out. I knew my cheeks were a flaming red, especially after I gave a tiny gasp of pleasure and my legs instantly fell open, letting Wing get in close.

"It's alright, he's just cleaning you. He thinks of you as part of his pack, Duo. Remember? Canines make sure their packs are clean." Heero was really trying to relax me into this idea, and he looked... excited as his dark eyes swept down to watch as I was cleaned, inside and out.

Whimpering, I found his hand in mine and clutched it, turning my head to the side and just... letting it happen. If you'd have asked me a year before this, if I'd ever sleep with an animal or even come close to crossing the boundaries, it would have been a firm 'NO!' but here I was.. Legs spread and my insides being touched for the second time tonight, this time by an agile doggy tongue.

Luckily for me, Wing lost interest after a bit and he prodded off to the door with a whine stating he wanted to go out. As soon as he was in the yard, Heero was at my side again, and I was looking at him accusingly. That stopped once I really got a look at him. I knew then, if he hadn't of just cummed, he would be on me again, taking me, fairly brutally if his look said anything.

"That was amazing, Duo." He was really into this and I... I was into Heero, big time, and if he liked having his dog clean me, then fine.

It went farther next time, and I think now even Wing was getting the idea, if his arousal was anything to go by. It startled me to notice that, lying on the floor, Wing excitedly licking at my skin and even my own erection. Well, Heero pointed it out really, nudging me and whispering to me, "Look at him Duo, he's excited by you. You turn us both on so much...”

Who'd have ever thought Heero Yuy would have a dirty streak. Especially enough to talk dirty. He really was a sick sick man though, as he took my hand and guided it up under Wing to grab hold of his exposed flesh. I cringed at first, because it looked really weird. If you've never seen one, their red, pointy and there is this giant... ball at the end of them. Heero explained to me at some point that it was used to tie them together, so after they are mated, the bitch can't get away and lose semen.

It felt slightly slimy but it made Heero so excited, and I wanted Heero to have fun, so I stroked his dog off. When he sprayed his cum on my arm and chest, hips hunching and humping at the air, Heero couldn't help but give a grunt and spray my insides. This time when I was cleaned, Wing was removing his own fluids as well, and I just lay there, shifting around, letting the dog clean me while Heero rubbed at my shoulders and touched me, and watching in awe.

Now that Wing was hard enough during his activities to join in, I should have known Heero would want that. Stupid me, didn't even occur to me, never entered my mind. Now Heero... he likes to be on top, it's a given, so when he pulled me, naked, on top of him, and we were just rocking together, I knew something was up. I found out what was up when I felt paws on either side of my body. Wing had mounted me, and that bastard below me had set it into motion.

"Heero!" A kiss to silence me, and I whimpered into it as the humping hips found their target and soon I was being opened by thin doggy cock. It was... different. Heero had girth going for him, whereas Wing had length and it was weird to suddenly be prodded in places I wasn't used to being touched. I was gone at that point, just holding on helplessly to Heero, my ass in the air.

Dogs weren't like Heero though, they were fast, wham bam, I want to get off inside you and be done, sort of thing. I was being jack hammered, and it felt good enough that I never noticed the scratches left on my skin when Wing curled his paws around me, gaining leverage for his frantic thrusting.

I really hoped at that point as well that I couldn't catch anything from Wing, sexually, because I felt him explode inside me, that little ball trying to breach my inner walls, but I clamped down quickly, not letting that happen. As soon as Wing had caught his breath apparently he pulled out with a wet slick noise, gave me a few licks and ambled off to lie down and lick his own groin.

I felt faintly insulted, but didn't have time to dwell when Heero rolled me over and I was once again being prodded open, this time by Heero, and the feeling of doggy jizz in my hole seemed to excite him as well. That was one good thing I have to say about Wing joining us, Heero didn't have as much control to tease me endlessly.

So, does this mean I am a sick bastard, sleeping with animals? Possibly, very likely. Am I forcing the dog though? No. To my knowledge neither is Heero. Is anyone being harmed by this, do I have the urge to go out and have sex with other animals? No, and no. Does it feel weird to have a boyfriend that shares me with his other best friend? Well, yeah, but it makes him happy.

It was only a given that when I turned eighteen I'd move out, and I moved in with Heero and Wing. Apparently Wing is a purebred AKC registered dog and we're expecting puppies any day now from a woman who lives a crossed town and has her own Husky. One of them is going to be ours, a male. Heero's demand of course.

It seems our family is growing, as dysfunctional as it is. I still remain firm though, no kids, and no dead bodies. Even Heero won't change That one.


~Owari~


Okay, that was... weird. I had to do a lot of research for this fic. (Nothing sick, just basic dog anatomy.) Btw, no, I don't condone bestiality and all that rot. Read and review please.