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Archivist's note: This story was inspired by the pose in this picture by Ponderosa.

Little Detours
by WickedGame


Having our own pool was such a wonderful idea. I really sometimes can't believe that Heero thought of it before I did. And now that it's so hot and we seem to be so alone I have this wonderful idea.

"Let's go skinny-dipping!" I suggest to him brightly. He's sitting on the couch reading a paperback and he smiles as he sets it down. Sometimes I'm completely amazed that he can smile like that now when he never used to be able to smile at all. His smiles make a lot of things worthwhile.

"Sure," he says as he walks toward the back door. He's already stripping as he walks, leaving a totally seductive trail of clothing through the house and out into the backyard. I follow suit, throwing clothing here and there as I walk.

I get outside just in time to see him split the water cleanly with a sharp dive. The diving board had been my idea. I wanted to be able to jump into the air before hitting the water. I watched him swim the length of the pool along the bottom and then I dove myself, letting the cool water surround me and refresh me. I surface in time to see that Heero has pulled himself up onto the edge of the pool and is dangling his feet in the water. Neither one of us is very tall but when he is sitting like this his legs seem so long and his whole body seems to be just about perfect. There are scars from where I shot him evident on his person and various other scars from where others have wounded him in the past. But he's so damned hot with the droplets clinging to every defined muscle and that naked body just seemingly being up for offering on the edge of our pool; he's like some kind of sacrifice. That thought makes me lick my lips and I swim rapidly to stand between his spread legs.

"Hello you," I purr to him as I reach for what is still a soft cock. Not for long though.

"What are you up to?" he asks right before he sucks in a breath. He's so sensitive and it turns me on so much. I gently squeeze the silky skin and I smile as I feel it begin to harden in my hand. When Heero's hard it's like someone covered a gundanium shaft with silk. It's amazing and it feels so good inside of me. But right now I have something else in mind.

"Lay back and spread your legs," I tell him as I stroke him softly. His eyes are mostly closed but he does as I say. He protests softly as I let his dick go but then he grows silent as I spread his legs apart and place his feet on the cement edge of the pool.

I really meant it when I said Heero is sensitive. I can hear him gasp in pleasure as I lick him from his asshole up to his balls. I can taste chlorinated water on his skin and it doesn't bother me. The overall taste is that of water combined with pure male taste. If you haven't tasted it yourself I can't describe it to you but there's just a taste that only male skin holds and damned if it isn't delicious.

Lapping at this area over and over again has Heero just about writhing on his back. The sight of him in the middle of sex is something magical to behold. He's just so...expressive. He's more expressive during sex than he is at any other time. But he's quiet too. You can tell as he whimpers, moans, and whispers as I lick him over and over.

I love to suck on his balls. I roll them around in my mouth and lick them as they lay taut inside my mouth. This makes him sob and I can bet that if I continue like this that he would come from this sensation alone but I want something else.

I kiss my way back down and then I spread his ass cheeks apart. His asshole is looking back at me, flexing and puckering in anticipation. I kiss him there and he bucks. I can feel him propping himself up on his elbows to see what I'm doing. I stick my tongue out and lazily draw circles around the pink hole with it and then I tentatively start to poke my tongue inside of him.

"Duo..." he whispers and I know he's close to coming. His voice hits this pitch that lets me know. It always the same with his voice: you always know when Heero is about to come from the way he says your name.

I decide to go all in. I let go of his butt cheeks and start to earnestly work my tongue in and out of him. He tastes so good, like water and Heero and I can feel his body start to shake as I work every bit of my tongue that I can inside of him over and over.

I can feel him drop back down and grab at his dick with one of his hands. He's working it furiously, up and down the thick shaft. With a grunt and a whimper I feel him climax, his ass wildly contracting and retracting over and over again in front of me. His chest and stomach are covered with splotches of white semen and I let him drop his legs back down so I can get at it. I swipe it all up with my fingers and suck them into my mouth until his torso is devoid of his essence. He tastes bitter and somewhat salty but not unpleasant. He's smiling at me as I finish and then he sits up.

"God damn Duo, the things you do to me." He hugs my head to his stomach and I smile up at him.

"I know. I'm just irresistible aren't I?"

My smirk makes him laugh and I take off again on my swim. Little detours like this are something we fought for and have now become something I like to think I live for; little moments where nothing exists but Heero and I, in our own private paradise. It's something, anyway.


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