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Gundam Wing Hentai Side Story 2: After School Club	By : shinigamiinochi Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4505 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Gundam Wing Hentai

Side Story 2: After School
Club

Chapter 1: Duo, the Sex Slave and Quatre, the freshman

Warnings: Willing slavery,
AU, PWP, OOC, language, BDSM, double penetration, cosplay,
toys, crossdressing, possible squick,
exhibitionism, voyeurism, non-scat enema use, fisting, Duo POV.

Pairings: manyx2, 4x2,
Solox2, 1x2, 3x2, 6x2, 5x2, Ralphx2, 13x2.

Summary:
The teachers believe that the SSC is a club to help students be abstinent, but
the students know better. Meet Duo Maxwell; he�s sixteen and has joined the SSC
to control his urges. All was going well until he fell in love with another
student. Now he lives a double life, on one hand he is the shy boyfriend of
Heero Yuy, on the other, he is one of the
uncontrollable sex slaves of SSC, also know as the sex slave club. Can he
continue living his double life or will he have to compromise between the two
things that he loves? There will be 8 chapters.

�� They say that the SSC was created during a time in Seito
High when students were out of control, they were making out in the hallway,
girls were having abortions left and right� but these are just rumors. All I
know is that by the time that I entered Seito High last year, the club was
still in place and had been there for quite some time. My name is Duo Maxwell
and if you are a student at my high school, you probably know both me and the
SSC very well. I am currently in the second year here at Seito. I�m a proud
member of the SSC, the moral committee, swim team, track team, kendo club, and
a cheerleader for the baseball team. This year has been a bit different then my
freshman year. Sure, I�m even busier than I had been last year; my parents
always called me an overachiever, but this year, I�m not only more confident in
my club duties, but I also have a boyfriend. His name�s Heero Yuy and he�s a second year, like me, though he doesn�t know
of the existence of the SSC, which is probably a good thing. But, I love him
and it�s easy for me to balance time with him and time for my club activities.

�� So, what is the SSC? The teachers and our parents think
that it is a club that is dedicated to reigning in the sexual desires of the
students through sexual education and I guess it sort of is. After all, the few
members that the SSC has are passionately dedicated to sating the students�
desires, just not through pep talks and abstinence like the adults think. The
only teacher that knows of the true nature of the club is Mr. Khushrenada, our
Sex Ed teacher. There are even some rumors that he started the whole thing, but
I was never one to listen to rumors. The SSC stands for �Sex Slave Club�. Yes,
you guessed right, all the members of this club are slaves dedicated to their
masters, the students of Seito High. Some might think that that is a bit harsh,
but we are willing members of this club and not a single one of us have ever
complained of its practices. So, by now you must be wondering why someone like
me, someone who is on the honor roll, is part of the moral committee, and is an
honorable student, is mixed up with something like the SSC. Well, it all
started before high school.

�� I was thirteen years old and a complete virgin. So, being a
hot blooded boy, I was curious about sex. I managed to find a porno tape of my
father�s and what I saw changed my life. I had never masturbated until then and
I became addicted to the feeling. I knew then that, not only was I gay, but I
was desperate to know what �being fucked� felt like. I did as much as I could
to hide these perverted desires from my family and friends, but by the time I
started high school, I felt like I was going insane. When I finally confessed
these things to Mr. Khushrenada, he steered me to the SSC. At first I was
dubious about the club, but once I became a true member, I became something of
a sex addict. Now, I owe a lot to Mr. K. Don�t get me wrong, it�s not like how
they show it on TV. I don�t need sex to survive, I�m just a bit hornier than an
average individual, but it does not rule my life. Still, I do love sex, and I
love to be dominated and such things are hard to hide when you�re in love with
a boy who thinks that, not only you are a virgin, but that you�re shy about
sex. But, as long as I can, I won�t decide between Heero or
the club and for now, I don�t have to. This isn�t a diary or confession of my last
two years in the club, but rather a way to show others what my life is like.
I�m not a pervert or a deviant; I�m just a teenage boy like any other. I just
have a few more quirks�

�� Hello, my Masters,� I said. It was in between classes and
I was in the men�s bathroom with a few of my other classmates in what you would
call a �compromising position�. I was sitting on the tiled floor, my back to
the wall, a collar around my neck, and completely naked save for my shoes and
socks. I had my legs and buttocks spread wide for all to see. I had stopped
being ashamed of my body in my freshman year. I could feel the heat in my
cheeks, not out of embarrassment, but the excitement of showing myself off to
so many people and knowing that they found me pleasing. My cock was already
hard and we hadn�t gotten started yet. It was always like this, just the
thought of what was going to happen would send me into a
frenzy.

�� Please use me,� I begged, �allow me to collect all the
sperm you�ve been saving up.� There was something about this dirty talk that
turned me on and it seemed to have the same affect on my Masters as they
approached me, their uniform slacks unzipped and their hard cocks out. I licked
my lips at the thought of how they would taste on my tongue and feel on my
skin. Two of them pressed against my cheek and my lips. I kissed on gently,
lapping at it tenderly. I knew that this boy liked the soft stuff instead of
hard and nasty and I happily obliged. I felt two more surround me and I was
picked up and placed in a boy�s lap, another pressed
his naked chest against my front. I loved this heat, this close intimacy. I
wrapped my hand around the boy that I was sucking on and drew him deeper into
my mouth. He tasted bitter, but strong and I nuzzled my nose against his thick
hair. The boy whose lap I was on wrapped his arms around my waist, pressing
himself against me, and flicked his fingers on my nipples. Heat,
small but wonderful, blossomed in my chest and started to grow in my stomach.
I loved this slow build. I tightened my lips around the length in my mouth and
moved up and down on it. I heard the boy cry out and his cock seemed to
shudder. Thick, juicy cum erupted inside of me and I drank it down eagerly. The
boy grabbed at my hair to steady himself before slipping out of me.

�� I cried out as I felt the boy I was sitting on start to
ease himself into me at the same time as the one pressing himself to my chest.
I clutched at his strong shoulders like a cat in heat and moved my body up and
down on their thick cocks. I remember when I first started, how just one cock
was too much and I had to prep myself or it would sting and burn, but now I had
learned how to relax enough to take in two without any lube. It still stung at
first and it felt weird being stretched so much down there, but it also felt
incredible and with a few thrusts I was screaming and moaning uncontrollably. I
felt like I was losing myself as they rubbed my insides and their bodies
pressed against mine.

�� It�s so warm�� I cried, feeling their length warm me
inside, �I�m on fire!� I moaned as I felt them cumming
inside of me, the thick semen filling my insides in wonderful heat.

�� I love being a slave.

�� Maxwell, are you listening?� Relena Darlian asked. She was
a fellow member of the moral committee and we were speaking about the recent
increase of students being suspended due to smoking. She was annoying, really,
one of those uptight, repressed girls that had no idea what was going on in her
school and if she did, would probably die of shock.

�� Of course, miss Relena,� I said with a clearly fake smile,
but she never seemed to notice how I disliked her and continued with her rant
on the evil�s of teenage delinquency. I excused myself to go to the bathroom.
It was time for my next appointment.

�� I headed to the second floor men�s room and put up an �out
of order� sign. It was risky doing this in the middle of school, but I had yet
to be caught and even if I did, it was still my job. The SSC gave each of its members appointments like these and it was mostly random
unless a student asked for someone specifically. I�m proud to say that I�m the
most asked for male in the club. If a student is gay, I am the one they always
ask for, but if the student is straight but into anal, they still ask for me. I
suppose that if they take from behind, with my hair, it is easy for them to
pretend that I am a girl. I didn�t mind, but I preferred the ones that weren�t
ashamed to look me in the eyes.

�� I went into a stall and closed the door behind me, but
didn�t lock it. I took off my uniform and folded my clothes, sliding them into
the next stall over. My first few times I hadn�t thought of doing this and my
clothes had ended up stained. That was the sort of thing that was hard to
explain and I had quickly learned that cum stains were just not acceptable.
Dressed only in my socks and shoes, I sat down on the toilet and waited. A few
minutes passed and I heard the bathroom door open and my stall swung open. I
had never seen this boy before and from the shocked, but not disturbed, look on
his face, he was probably a freshman and this was clearly his first time with
this.

�� Welcome, Master,� I said with a bright smile. He blushed
cutely. He really was cute, too. The hazard of this job was getting either ugly
boys or violent boys, or sometimes both, but the SSC does not discriminate in
its customers. He was about my size, pale, blond, and his wide eyes were a
pretty green-blue color. I did not know this boy�s name, which meant he wanted
to be anonymous. The idea was silly, though because, even if we were in
different grades, I was bound to see him in school sooner or later, but if he
wanted to keep his identity a secret, that was his business. Some of my masters
liked me to call them by name, but most just liked to be called �Master�.

�� I can do anything I want, right?� he asked uneasily.

�� Anything at all,� I assured him and that seemed to give
him some more confidence. I watched in anticipation as he unbuckled his slacks
and slipped them and his boxers off. It was always interesting to see what kind
of underwear my new masters were wearing. The blonde was wearing a very plain
pair of grey boxers. I stared in shock as his cock was unveiled. He was hard
already and I wondered just how �new� to all of this he was. His cock was large
compared to his body size, but not freakishly so, and it was as pale as the
rest of him. His pretty eyes were fixed on my exposed crotch and I realized
that he had never seen a man that had shaved off his pubic hair. A lot of my
customers liked me hairless and I had to admit it made things feel more
intense; besides, I didn�t really care like some guys would. Anything
for my masters.

�� Please,� the blonde begged shyly, looking down shamefully
at his cock, which was starting to weep with need. I pressed a finger against
the head gently, watching with hunger as a small bit of precum
dribbled out. I cradled the precious organ in my hand and moved my lips over
his testicles. His thighs tensed as I touched him and he moaned. I sucked just
the head into my mouth and suckled him. He screamed in pleasure and I knew that
this one would not last long. The thought that he might be a virgin spurred me
to make him really enjoy it and I wrapped both lips and tongue around his hot,
silky length, working it fully in and out of my mouth. He grabbed at my head
and forced me to swallow him completely, his hips thrusting against me. I
grabbed at his jacket to give me balance as I moved up and down on him. I heard
the bathroom door open and more boys filed in. I wasn�t surprised, sometimes my
Masters liked to invite their friends to these �appointments�, this blond just
didn�t seem the type to be into group sex. There were three of them, another
blonde, a brunette, and a tall boy with black hair. I slipped off of my own
blond and he gave a groan of disappointment.

�� Hey, Quatre, you started already?� the other blond jeered.
I stood and bowed at them. They watched me with narrowed, heated eyes.

�� You have to do what we say, right?� the brunette asked,
practically salivating. I nodded.

�� I will do anything you want as long as it not permanent or
harmful to my health,� I explained. The brunette grinned.

�� Then get on the ground, I wanna
touch you.�

�� Quatre�s eyes followed me desperately as I did as I was
told. He and the brunette were on me in a second. I guess, with being
interrupted as we had, he was no longer shy. The brunette thrust his hand
between my legs and stroked my cock, sending waves of pleasure through me and
my body twisted as I groaned. It wasn�t everyday that one of my masters would
pleasure me as well and it was something that I secretly enjoyed. Quatre�s hand
reached past his and parted my ass.

�� We can use this part as well, right?�

�� I nodded frantically.

�� I would be delighted to be fucked by you, Master,� I said,
�just tell me what you want.�

�� Quatre licked his lips.

�� On your back, then.�

�� I lied down and spread my legs for him and he wasted no
time, entering me in one swift movement, thrusting in and out with little
skill, but just the motion and feel of his thick cock stretching me felt good.
The other three boys surrounded me and I grabbed their cocks, pumping them in
my hands. The precum above me dripped onto my skin,
searing me. I could feel the two boys� heartbeats in their cocks.

�� Suck on me,� the other blonde stood over me and led his
dick to my mouth. He grabbed my head and I gladly opened my mouth wide for him,
letting him slide in fully until his balls were resting against my chin and
stroked him with my tongue.

�� Ah, I�m going to cum,� I heard Quatre announce and I
clamped down on his length to make him scream. His cock suddenly met with my
sweet spot and I met his cries, though mine were muffled. Bitter cum filled my
mouth and swallowed it quickly. With a grunt, the blond left my mouth, panting,
but happy. I licked my lips clean. Quatre grabbed my hips and spread up his
thrusts.

�� Can� can I cum inside?� Quatre
managed to gasp out.

�� Yes!� I cried, my body tight and needy with the feel of
his thickness moving in and out of me so quickly. I focused as much as I could
on bringing off the cocks in my hand before Quatre suddenly exploded inside of
me and he slumped on top of me. The brunette stopped my hands and I felt him
and the other boy move away. Quatre gathered himself and pulled out of me. I felt
hands on my hips and I was turned onto my knees. I felt eyes on me and I raised
my ass up, feeling Quatre�s semen dripping out of me. My cock was still heavy
and pounding and the taste and feel of semen made me feel insane and desperate.

�� The brunette placed his large hand on my lower back,
stroking my skin and slipped a finger into my stretched asshole, gathering the
semen dripping there and rubbing it onto my balls. That was all of a warning I
got before the brunette�s much larger cock was forcing itself inside of my
body. The brunette was much rougher than Quatre, grabbing my hips and plunging
in and out, but he also had more skill and managed to strike at my prostrate
each time, making me scream with need. I felt like he was tearing me in two and
I loved it.

�� It�s too good,� I cried, �my ass feels so good��

�� I noticed Quatre watching us as the black haired boy and
taller blond stood in front of me and I grabbed their lengths, lapping at both
of their heads, letting their tastes overwhelm me. Someone grabbed at my own
cock, though I couldn�t tell who and I couldn�t take it anymore, I came, hard
all over my one of my Master�s hands and the black haired boy and the blonde
came onto my face. The brunette�s grip on my hips was the only thing that kept
my limp body from falling to the tiled floor. His large hands spread my cheeks
and he thrust in and out until he came, his cum filling me with thick liquid. I
curled up on the floor contently, licking at the sticky cum on my face. My hips
and ass throbbed, but I didn�t care.

�� The moral committee meeting was almost over by the time I
had cleaned up, gotten the smell of sex off of me, and had gotten my clothes
back on. Relena gave me an odd look as I entered, but I ignored her. Her
suspicions were pointless with no proof and with all of the guys I had serviced
in the last two years, no one was going to tell on me.
People say that money makes the world go round, but in my world, it�s sex. I gave my report to the club leader and looked at
the other�s findings of that week. It looked like Solo had been caught smoking
again, big surprise there, I was always confiscating things from that boy from
vibrators to cigarettes to even bottles of vodka, but for some reason, he was
never expelled. I winced as I felt a small bit of semen that I had missed slide
out of me.

�� Are you alright, Maxwell?� a boy named Nate
that I had serviced many times asked. Relena�s look
intensified, but I only smiled.

�� I�m great.�

End Chapter 1

And another side story is
born� I guess it�s kind of in the same vein as �The Company�.
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