FIRST TIME [Gundam 1x5] 1999
by Gynocrat

     Heero picked up the phone that first time by mistake. His friend Wufei was on the phone and Heero heard the word "fuck". He continued to listen covering the mouthpiece so his breathing wouldn't be heard. He listened as his friend talked about meeting some guy in the bathroom at the theater, and getting a blowjob.
     The voice on the other end, which he immediately recognized as Duo Maxwell, countered with a story about hitchhiking, and an old guy about 28 offering him fifty dollars to fuck him. He said he did it...and it was terrific. Heero was further surprised when Wufei said that he thought Duo was a great fuck.... and worth more. Both of them laughed.
Heero quietly hung up and beat off his hard cock. And while he closed his eyes he thought about his friend Wufei...and imagined him naked and doing things like practicing his katana, swimming, and showering.      Of course Heero had seen Wufei naked a lot even though they had separate rooms, and had even spied on him while he was masturbating. But he never thought that he had sexual drives like Heero's fantasies.
At that moment, Heero began to pick up the phone frequently to see if Wufei was on it. Sometimes he was, and Heero heard more stories about the other guys in the Preventers where they worked, strangers, neighbors, and once he almost shot a load just listening to a special story. Once, when Wufei was talking to Duo about himself, Wufei described what he looked like naked...and did it so well, that Heero's cock almost exploded. Duo reacted positively too and tried to set up a fuck date with Wufei. Wufei said "maybe" but he said they would have to have Heero join them. Heero nearly dropped the phone on to the floor.          Did he know that he was listening? Impossible. Duo and Wufei made a date for a sleepover.
     Heero liked Duo well enough. The guy was tall, athletic, and very friendly. He had always viewed Duo as a brother of sorts, annoying and always there when he needed him. 
     The three guys played touch football in the backyard one Saturday and Heero knew the hands on his butt, and legs were not just touching him for football reasons. Duo would come back on Sunday and sleepover with Wufei since Monday was a holiday. 
     Heero knew what he had to do.
     About 2 am that night, Heero's alarm went off. He shut it off, and got out of bed, stripping off his boxer shorts. Heero brushed his teeth, took a shower, and looked at his naked form in the mirror. He wanted to be just right.
     He quietly walked into the hallway. It was dark, and hushed. Sally was asleep in her room down the hall. The door to Wufei's room was cracked open, and Heero pushed it slowly so it wouldn't creak like it usually did.
     He stood in the room...trying to get his eyes to get used to the dark. His cock was hard just being naked and in Wufei's room. Soon the dark shapes of desk, chairs, laundry, Wufei's uniform, books, and bed took form.
     Heero moved to the edge of Wufei's bed. There he saw the form he had admired for so long. The breathing told him his friend was in deep sleep. What if Wufei yelled? Or what if he was just bullshitting and didn't want him at all? What if Wufei called him names so Sally would hear?     Heero started to leave but the floor creaking made him stop. He had come this far, and knew he had to find out.
     The covers lifted easily, and he moved beside Wufei's body. The heat radiated and made him begin to sweat. Wufei was naked. Heero lightly touched the broad shoulders, smooth chest, and cock. It grew hard to his touch.
     Wufei whispered "its about time". And soon he felt Wufei's arms pull him close...Wufei's tongue deep in his throat... 
     He mouthed and licked at the velvet flesh across Wufei's belly, searching out new delights to explore. The hand found the silky smoothness of Wufei's cock buried deep within the warm fold of foreskin and he pushed and pulled in order to set it free. It bounced into his hand, revealing the swollen cock head and the exotic feel of the tight sac hanging beneath.
     Heero realized that he'd never truly felt a cock before. Touching himself was all about how it felt inside, about his reaction to his own touch, not the sensation of touch itself. How smooth and warm the skin felt as he held it in his hand, the incredible softness and pliancy of the shaft and the wrinkled softness of the balls underneath. This was entirely different and completely magical. He tasted the clear liquid that oozed from the swollen head, enjoying the salty flavor and the way Wufei's prick jumped at the contact. 
     Wufei moaned at each new touch, his hands working the flesh that he could reach, kneading and pressing, sometimes raising his head up to plant kisses on the side of Heero's face. "We need some lube." Heero looked up from his resting place between Wufei's thighs and said.
     "In the top drawer of the night table." Wufei told him. "Delivered courtesy of Duo Maxwell." Heero quickly retrieved it, unwilling to leave his feast alone for too long. Heero rose to his knees between Wufei's spread thighs and asked, "Show me what to do?"
     Wufei quickly educated him, his face a mask of passion and need and Heero moved as Wufei had shown him, lifting the short legs he'd admired earlier, up over his shoulders and pushing himself slowly inside the hot little hole. It felt fantastic. Again, utterly unlike anything he'd ever felt before, but wonderfully close and tight. The heat was incredible, the wall of tight muscle gripping and working his cock almost made him come prematurely.
     He was forced to slow his movements and rest until he regained some measure of control over his passion. Leaning down he kissed Wufei forcefully on the lips. "You feel so good." He breathed. Wufei replied with a kiss of his own, his hands teasing Heero's nipples as he worked his hips, increasing his friend's pleasure tenfold. Heero stroked in and out, varying his rhythm and the depth of penetration, learning as he went, from Wufei's cries and the ecstatic expression on his face whenever Heero's thrusts hit his prostrate.
     Heero could feel his orgasm building. He used his hands on Wufei's straining cock, corralling the rigid shaft between his fingers and pumping hard several times before releasing it and caressing the tight packed ball sac and the space between them and the tiny pucker that was at the center of both their pleasure.
     "Uhh...I'm gonna come, Wufei." He ground out, feeling the pressure as his seed exploded out of his balls and up his pumping shaft.
     "Mmmm--Please. Come in me, Heero. Now!" Wufei yelled as slick white pearls of seed spilled across his belly and Heero let out a cry, coming deep within his bowels.
     They collapsed, exhausted. Heero lay atop Wufei, one arm beneath his friend's head, cradling it as he peppered his face with kisses.
     "God. Yes." Was all he could manage by way of thanking him for the incredible experience?
     "You're welcome." Wufei managed a shaky laugh, his limbs still trembling from the effort and from the amazing orgasm he'd just had.
     
     The morning was wonderful.... clean air...music from Sally's room...and the smell of Wufei's hair just beneath his nose. The two were intertwined so that Heero lost where his body ended and Wufei's began. Heero's wonderful first time ended too soon, as Sally was yelling for them to come to breakfast. Heero pulled Wufei close, never wanting to let him go. It was just sex yes? Why was feeling like this? If Wufei never wanted to touch him again...what would he do?
     "Duo is coming over today...to sleepover. Interested?" Wufei mumbled against Heero's smooth chest. Heero turned and looked down at the uneven part in Wufei's hair.
     "As long as you are there," Heero said.
     The phone call he listened to later, told him that indeed Wufei and friend Duo had planned to include him that night. He got hard as he listened to what they planned to do with and to him. Just before they ended their conversation and hung up, Wufei suddenly said, "Ok Heero, are you ready for tonight?"
     Heero froze, Wufei knew he was listening in...In fact he probably knew he had listened in on all the other conversations too.

     And he was glad.