-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Warning: The following story contains scenes of bondage and gay sex. Please do not read if you feel that you may be offended by such content. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Night Pleasures "Duo" I heard his whisper cut the darkness. Shivers run down my spine as I hear him say my name. He is standing in my doorway. "Yes, Heero?" I say to him as I try to keep my nervousness from my voice. "Come here." I obey him as I move towards the door. I am still unclothed from our last session, as is he save for a small towel around his waist. As he sees me approaching, he takes a pair of leather cuffs and places them around my wrists, binding them in front of me. "Follow me." He says. Walking through several twisting corridors we reach his Room - his dungeon. Heero opens the door and tells me to enter first as he always does. The cold damp air fills my nostrils. "Stay there." He commands me. I feel his hands on my braid, undoing my long hair from it's bindings, letting it fall free. He runs his fingers through my hair and I feel a sharp electrical sensation pass through my entire body right into my cock, which has by now grown large and erect. He buries his face into my hair, at the back of my neck and moves his face down, along the length of my hair until he reaches my buttocks. He gently cups each cheek into his hands and starts to kiss them softly, then hungrily, and then finally, he licks them, tracing spiral patterns with his tongue. A slight moan escapes my lips as his nose slowly runs down the crevice between my buttocks. He gets up and turns me around, placing a wonderfully deep kiss onto my lips. The towel around his hips is gone now, probably having fallen onto the floor. I feel myself melting into his strong arms as I attempt to return his passion in my kiss. He opens his mouth, his tongue tracing my lips before he penetrates them. Inside, I catch his tongue with mine, twisting it around my own. I taste his mouth, so wet, so hot, so slick. His tongue feels so rough as it scrapes the roof of my mouth. I gasp as he again assaults my tongue with his. After several minuets, he takes his tongue from my mouth and I give a soft moan of protest. Already I miss the feeling of his tongue against mine. He unbuckles my leather cuffs and he leads me to his large soft bed. I lie down as I usually do, motionless until he has finished shackling my wrists to the iron cuffs at the end of heavy chains from the wall above his bed. Excitement builds in me. I love this feeling of helplessness, of being shackled. I am giving myself to the one I love. To my beautiful Heero. Suddenly, he attacks my senses, placing his mouth on mine once more while squeezing my pink nipples with his hands. He moves on top of me lithely as I feel my shaft grow hot from the friction between us. His lips are now placing light kisses on my neck, occasionally tickling the soft skin there with his tongue. He moves further down, now taking one of my nipples into his mouth, still lightly squeezing the other. He sucks on it, gently at first, then harder. He moves on to my other nipple, never letting his tongue leave my chest, trailing a line of hot saliva from one of my nipples to the other. I arch my back from this pleasure flooding my brain. He gets off me and I feel the bed shift. The next thing I know, he has inverted himself, wrapping his arms around my thighs. I kiss his balls and I hear him moan. I am happy, he has allowed me to know that I've pleased him. I take his sex into my mouth as he now tongues mine. He is large, filling my mouth, tickling the back of my throat. My breathing becomes laboured as he has begun sucking on my shaft, so I do the same to him. The familiar spasms have begun in my thighs, I arch my back off the bed, trying to shove my cock deeper into Heero's throat. Ecstasy. We come at the same time. Rhythmic pulses rock my body as my fluid erupts from my sex as his fluid bursts into my waiting mouth. I take it all in, letting the precious salty-sweet fluid glide down my throat. I lie there spent, trying to catch my breath. Heero, lies beside me, wrapping his arms around my waist. Our bodies warm each other in this cold, damp room as we fall into a deep sleep. I wake, after several minutes, or is it hours? One cannot tell in this room since no light enters this dungeon-room. Heero stirs beside me. He has a wicked grin on his lips, telling me he has more in mind. My arms are still bound by the iron cuffs, and I feel some chafing on my wrists. He sees this and begins to undo the cuffs binding my wrists. My arms fall immediately as they are released. Heero takes both of my wrists into his hands and kisses the reddened skin there. I sigh as he releases them. He climbs out of bed and takes out a roll of bandage from underneath the bed and begins to wrap a length of the white gauze around each wrist. I smile as he is so tender in his ministrations, as if ashamed that he has caused any mark onto my skin. "Duo." He says, saying my name as if it were a prayer. I sit up and take his cock into my now free hands and I begin to stroke it, from the base to the head, rubbing my forefinger across the tiny slit at the end. It grows red and hard as he begins his wonderful little gasps for breath. He moves me back onto the bed as I wrap my legs around his waist, my own length rubbing against his stomach, as he carefully stretches me to receive him. I grimace as he enters me, but the pain quickly eases into pleasure as he rocks my body with his thrusts, my penis rubbing against his hard stomach. I come as a hot flood all over his stomach, dripping onto the bed. Then he holds motionless for a split second as a scream escapes his lips. His seed coating my still sore thighs. I am unable to move. From pleasure or exhaustion, I don't know which. Heero has collapsed beside me again, but this time, I wrap my arms around him and bury my face against his heaving chest. We lie there, once again drifting off into blissful, contented sleep. I rest as the night's pleasures will come again.