Hotdog Stand (with a side of lemon)
by Veste Notus
It was a quarter past noon on a hot, mid-July day at the beach. Duo checked his watch again. Now it was sixteen past. Duo let out a huge sigh and fixed his hat. //Only what? Five more hours?//
Duo gave his surroundings a brief eyeing over. He thought working at a beach would mean fun, sun, and sexy beach-goers, but so far his only customers were little kids and old people. //How fun.// Duo thought bitterly to himself.
Poor Duo could only overlook the activities taking place without him. A bunch of kids around his age were playing volleyball only ten meters away. It felt so close, yet so far. Duo sighed again, tugging at his red-and-white pinstriped uniform shirt. It was going to be a loooong day.
Heero sighed for the umpteenth time before closing his book and looking out at the calming waves before him. He began to wonder why he even bothered going to the beach if all he was going to do was read his stupid book. He wasn’t even sitting in the sun, for fear of getting burnt. //Heero no baka… I might as well be back at the safehouse…//
Heero was about to pack up when he felt a familiar grumbling in his stomach. The perfect soldier was hungry and, though beach food wasn’t the greatest food out there, Heero decided it would do. He bent over in perfect form to pick up the pants he’d left on his beach towel and fished through its pockets until he found the money he needed. Palming it, he adjusted his swim trunks and headed off in the direction of the concession stand.
Duo, by this point was so bored that he began talking to himself to pass the time.
“Why am I doing this?” he began. “It’s not fair! Just ‘cause I need a little money! This sucks!” Duo slammed his fist down hard on the metal counter. “I just want a little piece of the action! Just a bit ‘o fun at the goddamn beach!”
Duo’s monologue/rant ended shortly thereafter with the approach of what looked to be a customer. The sun was in Duo’s eyes, so he couldn’t quite make out the age or face of the boy approaching. A few feet closer, and Duo’s jaw nearly hit the floor.
“Heero?!” Duo gaped. What the hell was the sexy-yet-stoic Japanese boy doing at a beach?… a place infamous for fun and entertainment?
“Duo? What are you doing here?” Heero advanced towards the counter and leaned a slender yet muscular arm on its cool surface. Duo looked away, embarrassed at the response he was about to give.
“I work here.” he mumbled abashedly. He looked up to see confusion ever present in those deep cerulean eyes. “During breaks in the war, I like to take up small, no-commitment jobs just to earn some cash…” Heero nodded silently, inwardly recognizing that he could not depend on Quatre’s outlandish spending forever… even if it did make the blonde happy to buy Heero and the others all that stuff… “Can I help you, sir?”
“Huh?” Heero snapped out of his reverence to Duo’s voice patiently repeat the question.
“Oh right…” Heero shrugged and assumed Duo didn’t want to look bad in front of his boss… wherever he was… “Yeah sure… uhh… what do you have?”
Duo pointed to the sign above him and waited for Heero to make up his mind. It was only in this idle time did realization hit him. Here was Heero Yuy, the perfect soldier with a perfect body to boot, standing in front of him wearing only a pair of hunter green swim trunks.
As Heero’s eyes scanned the sign listing the food served, Duo’s eyes did some scanning of their own. Heero’s strong, tightly muscled body was enough to die for, and Duo had to make a conscious check for drool more than twice. Heero looked simply ravishing, making Duo want nothing more than to… well… ravish him.
A few more moments passed before Duo lost patience. If he stared at Wing’s pilot any longer, he feared he might jump him right there. //No, no… mustn’t do that!// Duo decided to distract himself by talking to Heero.
“So… what do you want?” he finally asked, mentally cursing himself for the suggestiveness of his phrasing.
“How are your hotdogs?” Duo almost groaned out loud. Of all things, it *had* to be hotdogs. Duo tried his best to keep his hormones from ragging out of control.
“Mmmm… Nice, thick, and juicy…” So much for keeping them out of control. As soon as the words came out, Duo snapped straight to attention, fearing that Heero may have picked up on the innuendo. //Gods! The world would probably end if Heero got a dirty joke!//
“Sounds delicious.” Heero responded in a smooth, almost sultry tone. However the intended tone, those words sent shivers down Duo’s spine, only to intensify with Heero’s next question. “How long are your hotdogs?”
Duo practically panted. “P-pardon? How *long* are they?” Heero nodded. The corners of Duo’s mouth turned upward in a most evil way. Heero sounded like he was up to something, and Duo was definitely one to play *that* game. “About half a foot.” Duo looked to see an expression change. “But I’ve got an eight-incher back here...” Duo smiled smugly as Heero’s eyes widened.
“Eight inches?” Heero asked incredulously. Duo smirked inwardly at his already lined up smart-ass remark.
“Yeah… The kind that plumps when it gets hot…” Duo spoke, words trickling off his tongue as seductively as he dared.
“Okay, I’ll take that.” It was Duo’s turn to be in shock. //Wasn’t expecting that!// He nervously stuttered out a laugh before asking a very essential question.
“Condiments?”
“No thanks.” Heero’s eyebrow did a strange wiggle as he continued in his oh so sexy voice. “I like it raw.”
That was it.
With a ‘Holy Jesus!’, Duo gripped the countertop fiercely and bent over panting. In less than a second, Heero was right beside him. “Duo! Are you okay?” Duo moaned aloud and tried to wish his painful erection away before Heero saw.
Too late.
Heero had turned Duo to face him when he looked down and noticed the ‘source of his problem’. Heero felt himself harden immediately upon merely glancing at the suggestive bulge. A wicked smirk befell Heero’s lips as he led Duo to the back kitchen, feigning innocence to the whole ordeal.
Heero brought Duo to the back room behind the kitchen and sat them both on the still cool stone floor.
“You must have heat stroke or something.”
“Y-yeah, maybe…” Duo stuttered out, hoping that Heero would just accept it and leave him be. Granted, Duo was all over the idea of Heero returning his affections, but… well… the odds of that were pretty slim… or so Duo thought.
The feeling of Heero’s hands trying to pull Duo’s shirt off snapped him out of *that* little dream world.
“Heero, what are you doing?” he questioned, feeling a tinge of blush stain his cheeks.
“You shouldn’t wear a long sleeve shirt in this weather, Duo. That’s what’s bothering you.”
“Heero, I don’t think--” Heero immediately cut him off.
“Duo, you’re too hot and bothered to be able to see how dumb you are for wearing such heavy clothes in this weather.” Heero gave himself a mental high five for the suggestive wording of that last comment.
//Oh I’m hot and bothered all right, Heero… and something tells me I’m not the only one…// Duo thought to himself, eyes glancing down to meet Heero’s bulge.
“Whatever you say, Hee-chan.” Duo said suddenly. He gently gripped Heero’s hands and led them up his chest and over his head, effectively removing his shirt. Throwing it aside, Duo slumped onto Heero’s shoulder. “I guess I’m a little woozier than I thought…”
Heero gave a hesitant nod. He felt his muscles tense the moment he felt Duo on him, and now he was trying his damnest to calm himself down. He knew that the two of them could easily stop there and end their little game, but Heero wanted, no… *needed* more.
“Are you kidding, Duo?” Duo looked up. His heart skipped a beat, fearing that he’d been caught and his feelings toward Heero weren’t returned. Initiate Self Defense Mode.
“Wha~at?”
“Long, baggy pants on too, Duo?” Duo’s heart resumed beating normally, then skipped again when his brain made the connections to what Heero was implying. “You’re going to get sun poisoning like that, you know?”
Duo went red. “I… uhh…”
“What’s the matter?” inquired Heero, as he held back a smug grin.
“I can’t take them off…” Heero arched an eyebrow, silently asking for an explanation. That’s what Duo hoped to avoid. “I…” Duo inhaled deeply. “Idon’twearunderwear, OKAY?!” Duo mumbled quickly.
“So?”
Duo now *saw* red. “SO… so if I took off my pants, granted I’d be more comfortable, but then I’d also be *naked*, something I really can’t afford right now because a certain attractive guy named Heero Yuy is *really* turning me on right now!!!”
A long silence followed.
“And you can’t afford to have me see because…?”
Well that was unexpected. Duo had thought his rant would have sent Heero running. Negative. It looked like Heero was… could it be? He was interested in Duo?? Duo dared to hope.
“Because I love you, baka.” Duo started. “I love you and I need you like I need air to breathe and I can’t do a goddamn thing about it because I’m too afraid that you won’t--”
“I love you too.”
“What?” Duo choked. Heero’s intense blue eyes darkened as he leaned over Duo and delivered a chaste kiss to his lips.
“I need you, Duo; I need you like I need air to breathe…” Heero guided Duo’s hand down to the bulge Duo’d caught sight of only minutes before. “Now… please, Duo?”
Duo gaped. “A-are you asking me to…?” Heero shook his head.
“I’m begging.” With that, Heero pulled Duo onto him, stealing his mouth with a fevered kiss. Duo in the meantime straddled Heero’s thighs as he fought a war with his tongue in Heero’s mouth.
When they finally broke, the two were breathless and gasping for air. Duo kept his eyes locked with Heero’s as he fumbled for something to act as a lubricant.
All he found was ketchup.
Growling, Heero stole the ketchup bottle from Duo and pinned the American boy beneath him.
“Now…” he began in his most seductive voice. “How about that hot dog?” Duo grinned.
“It’s all hot and plumped and ready for eating, Hee-koi.” Heero made quick work of Duo’s pinstriped pants, throwing them across the room with Duo’s matching shirt. He then flipped the cap of the ketchup bottle and squeezed ketchup right along the length of Duo’s cock.
“I thought… you said… you liked it raw” Duo panted, the contrast of cool ketchup against hot skin almost too much for him.
Heero grinned wickedly as his mouth hovered just about Duo’s aching need. “I just wanted to add a little more punch to it…” And with that, Heero swallowed Duo whole.
As Heero’s head bobbed up and down, Duo writhed, moaned, and cried his pleasure to the world. Heero’s hot mouth felt like heaven to Duo, and he never wanted to stop.
Duo’s thighs began to quake, an indication that he was on the edge already. Heero pulled back and sucked on the head before finally releasing Duo’s cock completely.
“Delicious…” Heero said in a hoarse voice with a seductive lick of his lips.
“Hee~ro…!” Duo moaned, not wanting to part with that searing hot liquid pleasure so soon.
“Duo…” Heero hesitated. “I want to make love to you now…”
Duo let out a soft moan in response. “Hurry it up then, koibito… I need to come… NOW!” In an eager and devilish manner, Duo quickly stripped Heero of his swim trunks and delivered a passionate kiss of his own.
Now both completely naked, the two boys intertwined themselves in one another’s limbs and moved hotly against each other.
“Nnn! Duo…!” Heero withdrew himself from his angel of death and parted his smooth, creamy thighs. Coating his fingers in ketchup, for lack of a better lubricant, Heero set to work preparing the boy he’d secretly loved and luster after for almost a year now.
Upon feeling the first intruding digit, Duo tried to pull away, feeling a slight discomfort. Heero recognized it immediately and began lightly stroking Duo’s arm in an effort to calm and distract him.
Soon, Heero was rocking two fingers in and out of Duo’s tight passage with relative ease. Duo on the other hand was in euphoria. He pushed back against the long, slender digits signaling that he was ready.
Heero pulled his fingers out of Duo and gave them a lick as his eyes locked once again with Duo’s. He then set out to lube his own neglected erection.
The process of lubing left Heero breathless, as the cold ketchup felt delicious against his hot, hardened flesh. However, something *much* more pleasurable lay right in front of him, and Heero would have to be a complete moron to ignore such beauty.
Heero was no moron.
Heero draped Duo’s knees over his shoulders and slowly began the excruciating process of penetration. Duo’s inner muscles immediately clamped down on the huge intrusion, causing Heero to grit his teeth in an effort to keep from crying out.
Once fully seated within Duo, Heero exercised all his self control in keeping still.
“Gods, Duo… S-so tight…” Heero breathed out, trying to hold off his orgasm.
“Please, Heero! Move!”
Heero began slowly, but soon his steady rhythm tore down into a more primal one of pleasure. Heero pounded into Duo as hard and as fast as he dared right there on the cold stone floor.
Duo’s cries echoed against the walls and joined with Heero’s as the two danced closer and closer to completion.
Sensing he was near the edge, Heero pumped Duo’s weeping arousal, triggering Duo’s climax. Streams of hot, white fluid poured from Duo’s member and onto his and Heero’s stomachs.
Duo’s inner muscles spasmed, clamping down tight on Heero’s cock. Heero came violently; his seed coaxed right out of him by Duo’s tightening muscles. The two boys shuddered their releases with loud cries of each other’s names before collapsing.
Lifting himself off of Duo’s tired body, Heero rolled over to lay next to his new lover.
“That was…”
“…Really good…?”
“Yeah…” Heero gave Duo a quick kiss before attempting to stand. He used Duo’s shirt to clean themselves off and dressed himself and Duo in their respective pants.
Duo looked at the clock on the wall. “5:15… I’m a free man now, koi.”
“Good… Now let’s get out of here. Can you stay at my apartment?” Heero asked.
“Seeing as I have no place of my own and you’re so goddamn attractive… I think I can agree to that.” Duo teased. Duo placed a kiss on Heero’s forehead. “Thank you, Heero.”
“Anything at all for the one you love.”
“Hey! That’s my line!” Duo feigned anger. The two shared a laugh and soon all cares and worries were forgotten. Joining hands, Heero and Duo left to collect Heero’s things and go home.
They both tried not to laugh too hard at the huge line that extended from the concession stand.
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