Sex for Five

Title: Know Your Strengths
Author: Tuffyt (Serty) Spyder
Archive: FF.net for a while I guess...until they kick me out that is ^_^
Category: SMUT!!!
Rating: PWP, Smut, NC-17....seriously not for children! Five-way boy fun!!
Warnings: Boys having a lot of fun with other boys...you have been warned!
Spoilers: none
Notes: This was so much fun to write it took me an hour and I was giggling like a manic the whole damn time!



Quatre's tongue danced for a second longer over Wufei's ridgid member before the Chinese man shuddered.

Warm cum slide down the young pilot's throat and he slurpped up every drop humming with delight at the spicey flavor. After being absolutely sure Wufei was milked dry Quatre licked over the limp mound of fleash before grinning up at his commrade in arms.

"Well?"

Wufei simply nodded laying back on the bed shrugging at the other pilots sitting around him.

"Its true...I conceide...Quatre gives the best head."

A little whoop went up from the tiny blond (as well as a hiccup from sucking too much jizz) and he jumped from his kneeling posistion into Trowa's ready arms. Trowa for his part tried... and failed... not to smirk at the other three pilots hooking a possisve arm about the petite arab's waist.

"Told ya so."

Duo waved off the auburn haired boys smuggness lightly trailing a hand over his own 'Quatre-licked-clean' cock. "Hey, hey...no bragging...we aggreed to decied who was best at what and leave it at that. Now what have we got so far again?" His brain was still muzzy from all the cumming he'd done that day. The other pilots lounged on the giant round bed in various states of lax, brain-dead, contentment. They'd been testing their specail "talents" out all day and now seemed willing to have the matter closed and allow their young bodies to recouperate.

Sore, sated, and dehydrated from loss of cream all four pilots lay about each other limbs entangled, bodies nestled happily, on the (thankfully) stain resistent sheets.

Heero was the one to speak his head resting comfortablly on Wufei's hip while his hands ran loose fingers thru Duo's long unbound hair. He ticked off each answer with a slight tug to his lover's chestnut locks.

"Trowa is the best at bedroom talk."

Heavyarms' pilot winked broadly over the bed at the others while the blond boy nestled in his arms murmured a giggling "Damn straight."

Heero continued a dark smirk coming over his lips. "Wufei is the best bottom."

The Chinese youth muttered fornlornly. "Alas but its true." But he smiled like a cheisher cat rolling his hips a bit under Yuy's head. The man had an ass that wouldn't quit and the bigger the dong the better he liked it. Duo chuckled looking up at Wu and reaching over to give that playful ass a firm smack.

Heero snorted a laugh as well and continued. "Duo is the best kisser--"

"And the biggest tease!" Trowa added with a grin. In his arms Quatre giggled nodding in agreement.

Duo lifted his head sticking out his tongue at the two pilots. "Man, yo'r just jealous cause I'm also a better dancer then you are Tro-bro."

Above him Wufei chortled. "I think that was part of his assesment of you're being a tease."

Quatre came to save the day adding. "Duo you know out of all of us you can seduce anyone!" The blond pilot smiled eyes warm gazing over Duo's stretched out lean body. "you could give a stone an erection. "

At that Duo blushed but he blew Winner a kiss winking at him before settling back down enough for Heero to continue petting his head.

Above them all Heero chuckled softly stroking the bangs from Maxwell's eyes before the final declaration.

"Hn...And now we know...that Winner gives the best blowjob."

A the mention of his name Quatre lifted off his boyfriend's muscled body and did a little sitting dance saying "Thats right bitches!" with a broad grin.

That brought a laugh from all the pilots as they settled into covers fully relaxed and in harmony.

It was a calming lovely silence that flowed like silk over the five gundam pilots. Nothing on planet Earth or the colonies above floating amoungst the stars could ruin thier brief respite of happiness.

And then Duo spoke.

"Soooo...what can you do 'Ro?"

There was a tremor in the silence as each pilot slowly cracked open their eyes just barely to watch Heero 'Perfect-Solider' Yuy pause in his continuous petting of his boyfriend's long tresses a geniunly evil smile cressing along his face.

"Bukakke."

No matter how relaxed he'd been just moments before Wufei's eyes went wide and he sputtered. Trowa too seemed to be fighting back a reaction cautiously moving his petite clueless lover Quatre to hide his spontanious erection.

Duo for his part didn't seemed phased but the truth of that came full circle when he looked up into Heero's burning blue eyes and cocked an eyebrow at him in confusion.

"Bu-wha?"

Heero's smile opened to reply when Chang clamped a hand over the Wing pilot's mouth.

"No you don't!" He hissed hips jerking comfortablly behind Heero's head. Heero felt a wet and hard nudge brush the hairs on the nape of his neck. Turning to look back at the Chinese man his cheek brushed Wufei's newly aroused cock. The other man's eyes were dailated with renewed lust his cheeks a lovely shade of pink. Heero just couldn't ignore such a cute expression from the normally reserved 05.

Meanwhile, Quatre was looking back at Trowa feeling the poke of his boyfriend's rod prodding his backside. Hadn't they all just cum like a zillion times already that day? But something had the French man's pensis demanding another go around. This was all very strange for Quatre's empathic abilitys to grasp hold of. One minute they were all five lethargic from orgasms and blissfully at peace. Now half the population of the bed was once again on the edge of carnel peak.

Something didn't add up and Quatre betted that Heero's "talent" was the cause.

Quatre made eye contact wth Duo as it appeared they were the only two who had no idea what was going on. With an unspoken understanding a plan was formed between the two of them and carried out like any other mission.

A quick jump from his hunches to tackle Wufei had the braided pilot straddling the other man's body keeping him well away from Heero. On the other side of the bed Quatre grasped Trowa around the waist holding the startled French man captive and out of the way. Two gundam pilot's held fast by the others leaving only the blue eyed Japanese man unaffected on the bed except for a short bout of comical laughter.

Heero pointed at the embarassed/aroused Barton and Chang being trapped by Winner and Maxwell. He fell over hugging his sides at the ridiculous picture they made. Duo loved hearing his boyfriend laugh and it drew a chuckle from him and a giggle out of Quatre.

"Bukakke, " Heero explained. "Is the...lets say art of being covered with cum." Bright eyes dancing with mirth and lust Heero sat back enjoying the visual of his four fellow pilots hard and holding each other down.

It made a pretty picture.

Atop of Trowa's sweating body Quatre pouted. "well, whats so hard about that? That doesn't sound like anything big." Heero's smirk sent chills down the petite blonds body and the shiver went striaght down to his rod resting on Trowa's belly. When Heavyarms' pilot squirmed underneath him it didn't help matters much except to further arouse the sweet L4 boy.

"Its not just that Winner." Wufei spoke up from his prone posistion under Duo's straddling hips. Duo looked down at the Chinese man with a lopesided grin. "Enlighten us then."

Wufei shifted blushing as deep red as his pulsing cock.

"Bukakke is...for all purposes a gang bang of sorts...Its like the person can't get off unless they are covered completely with cum. Head to toe...then and only then can the person reach climax." Wufei's blush threatened to cover his entire body as he looked sharply away from Duo's amused eyes. "So I've heard at least."

Leaning back sliding his own freshly ridgid manhood against Wufei's firm member Duo's eyebrows perked up to his hairline. "Really? You think you're a ganger-banger Hee-chan?" Across the table already pulling a large glob of lube from the nearly depleted bottle 01 grinned broadly at his boyfriend and three other lovers.

"Why don't you ride to find out baby!" Heero's hair was already plastered with sweat and droplets were inching down his throat gliding trials of inticing wetness over his chest, arms, and back. He looked like the glistening golden tan god Duo often proclaimed him to be after a swim or a shower. Now he was wet and wanting by his own aroused body. The sight made four teenage boys fairly hum with renewed desire.

Heero croched forward letting his slickened fingers spread wide between the cheeks of his ass smirking up at the other four pilots.

"I can even...urh...I can even take two at once."

Well, that was new.

Quatre tore his eyes away from the Japanese boy's thrusting fingers a bright blush of surprise coloring his cheeks. "But, wouldn't that challenge Wufei as the best bottom?"

To which Wufei added, while lightly fisting his and Duo's cocks together, "I never said I would do go doubles! That is a little different from uke/seme fun time!" Of course while denying that he himself would participate in the "underdog" posistion of a double ass fuck the Chinese man's eyes held a light of admiration for Heero and his apparent skill at the task.

Trowa shifted against Quatre drawing the blonds attention back to the fact that he was still being held down. 04 blinked then giggled sheepishly giving his beau a quick peak on the lips before shimmying off his narrow hips to turn back to Heero.

Quatre's eyes sparkled with excitement (a feeling matched by the other four pilots on the bed) as he asked with a little squeel. "Soooo...who gets to be where!?!"

Heero's burning gaze swam on the fringes of unreasoning desire so the other four boys decided they'd probably have to make the decision on their own.

"Alright," Wufei began. "Since Yuy claims two can ride the saddle...that leaves a possible bottom, a cock suck, and verious hand jobs. Any request?"

"I'll take the low road." Quipped Trowa. The other three teens looked at him. Quatre blinked. " Really darling?"

Trowa shrugged giving his boyfriend what he hoped was a reassuring smile. "You don't fuck me very much and look at Yuy...he's hung like a horse!"

Slightly offened by being compared to Heero in that deparment and thoroughly planning on makeing his lover pay for that comment later Quatre blushed nodding his agreement. "Okay, in that case I'd like to get some head...God knows I've earned it after all you clowns." He punctuated this by nudging his tall French boytoy in the ribs and winking up at him.

Wufei and Duo both looked at each other nodding. "That gives us shotgun Wuffers!" Duo grinned enthousasticly.

The Chinese pilot smirked. "It will be an honor to go into battle with you Maxwell."

With a firm game plan in mind each boy moved into their appointed posistions. A finale reminder from Shenlong's pilot was the last warning. "Remember...Heero is in a frame of mind that will keep him from orgasm until he his saturated with cum. Everyone pull out and spray all the skin you can when the time comes. Agreed?"

A resounding "AGREED!!!" answered before everyone found their spot.

Nuzzling against Yuy's muscled chest Heero lifted up enough for Trowa to maniuver his lean body underneath the pilot of Wing. His legs pulled back to his slender chest hooking them over Heero's shoulders the Japanese boy waited only a split second before driving deep into the frim ass pressed agaisnt his cock. Trowa crired out gasping for breath loosing his senses as the steady hips began to pump the flesh inside him.

Watching Trowa's eyes glaze with passion Quatre started to doubt how long he could keep from cumming. He knelt with Trowa's head between his knees and Heero's gurnting mouth level with his ridgid pensis.

Heero's eyes locked blue on blue with Quatre's before he opened his lips wide to engulf the arab's thick cock. Tongue squirming, suction trapped within 01's ho mouth, Quatre moaned before thrusting into that wonderfully slick warmth. Trowa's own mouth leaned up to suckle on his boyfriend's balls (a little trick that he knew drove the petite blond crazy) drawing a startled cry from 04.

In the mean time Wufei and Duo had been busy finding a loop of silk (left over from someone's robe when they'd all undressed) securing their cock's together. Duo doused their paired rods in the remaineder of the lube from before. It was all either boy could do not to just start rubbing thier dongs against each other under the stimulation of the cord holding them and the wet perfection of the rich lubericant.

"H-How...oh Gods!!...How shall we go about this?" Wufei stuttered jutting his dong beside Duo's. Deathscythe's pilot shivered panting while snatching up as many pillows as he could. They'd already moved behind Heero's boucning rump now it was all a matter of getting the boy from L1 to pause in his fucking of Trowa long enough to allow them entree to his stretched channel.

Cushions piled up underneath them Wufei and Duo sat on the pillows at ass level with Heero at enough of an angle to comfortablly push inside the dark haired boy's rump (Author: *believe me its not nearly as hard to do as you think ^_~*).

Perfectly posistion the Chinese and the American gave each other a "I-can't-fucking-believe-this" grin before spreading the round globes of Heero's ass exposing that wet and waiting hole.

Tight at first...too tight. Duo was about to call the intrustion off when his cock slide a little ahead of Wufei's. It was just the opening they needed before both thick rods glided into Yuy's well trained rump.

Heero's eyes squeezed shut but he kept his lips locked around Quatre's rod down his throat screaming over the throbbing flesh. The blond above him ran his fingers thru the Japanese man's hair urging him to relax and let his body go. Underneath him Trowa's fingers found sensitive skin to caress further calming the eager young pilot.

Wufei grit his teeth. Duo could barely breath. It was a painful pressure building over their combined cocks. Everyone paused to allow for time to stretch out and loosen straining muscles.

Just when it seemed like their attempt at a gang fuck had been a misguided idea...Heero's body shuddered with want. His lips pulled long and sweet over Quatre's cock. His hips thrust in deep hard jerks into Trowa's body. His spread ass flexed sucking in the two cocks seated inside him.

The motion was slow at first allowing for everyone to gain the rythme. Bucking and thrusting became a timed harmonious exchange as well placed lube allowed for easy friction within young bodies.

They kept it easy at first unwilling for the pace to exceed beyond the steady thrum of passion. Orgasm could wait while the five pilots explored the perfection of coming together as one.

Trowa was the one to change the speed. He'd known all too well that Quatre couldn't have his scrotum teased for long before it became tight with the need to cum. Feeling his lover's desire increase only fueled the green eyed boy's own flame. Pressing his hands to the matress the French boy bucked wildly on Heero's rod.

01 groaned around Quatre's cock thrusting into the wanting body beneath him. Behind him Wufei and Duo were hard pressed to not subcome at every flex of muscle and dancing thrust of Heero's pelvis.

Legs tangled around each other's waist, cocks nearly base deep inside the Wing pilot's pumping rearend Wufei pulled at the tie to the silk rope freeing himself and Duo to shove at their own need within Heero's milking channel. The chestnut haired boy let out a deep moan gripping the Chinese man's shoulders for better leverage sliding wantonly into his boyfriends ass. Wufei barely registered the bite of Duo's nails into his arms as he too sped the undulating of his hips.

Light sparked under Quatre's tight shut eyelids and he screamed a warning.

"F-Fucking God!!! UUHH....Can't--Gonna--OOOOh---Gonna CUM!!"

Fever pitched; senses lost; young bodies giving their last spurts of stanima for one more thrust, the five pilots peaked one right after the other.

Quatre yanked his screaming erection from Heero's mouth the parting rasp of teeth driving his orgasm into a blinding light. Trowa's eyes rolled back in his head watching the creamy cum land over Yuy's blissful face. The aubrun haired boy's body convulsed his seed over Heero's flat stomach his taunt ass massaging the cock inside him.

Cum above him cum below him Heero cried out as his own desire reached for the sky. He kept up his demanding pace of his thrusting hips determined to have Wufei and Duo pour thier release inside him before he would submit to the pressure building in his cock.

Wufei turned his head capturing Duo's lips in a searing kiss as his body tensed an instant before pulling his cock out and sparying Heero's backside with white cream.

Duo, his member buried deep inside his boyfriend's body, tangled his tongue with the Chinese boy beside him allowing the now wide and wanting channel of Heero's body to milk the violet eyed boy dry.

Ass stuffed with gooy cum the scent of all four boys covering his sense Heero let his mind wander away allowing himself to just feel the warmth spread over and around him.

Thrusting one last time deep into Trowa's willing body Heero whimpered/screamed fucking his seed into the lean boy beneath him.

Laying about the bed all curled around each other in a heap of limbs the five gundam pilots breathed a collective sigh of satisfaction.

From the vacanty of Duo's lap Wufei spoke up.

"You know Yuy...that wasn't technically a bukkake."

And from the vacanty of Trowa's chest the Japanese boy snorted.

Quatre, whose words floated up from behind Duo's back where the young blond was currently stroking his friend's long bright tresses, murmured softly. "It might not be a...traditionaly...application of the act...but..." He giggled, "..it was the general idea."

Petting Heero's messy locks Trowa grinned muttering in agreement. "We certainly do have a 'cum-covered' bishonen here."

Duo snuggled against Heero and Trowa's thighs smirking. "So its offical then...we're all a bunch of sex-addicted teens eh?"

As the laughter bubbled up from the well used bed someone quipped, "I guess that means we are normal boys afterall!"


The End.