Pink Prom Dress
by Des
Looking back, Goten should have recognized that his best friend and roommate was going insane, but he was a loyal friend, and could not think that way of his lifelong buddy. Goten just didn’t want to believe what he had become.
But now he couldn’t avoid the horrible truth. Trunks’s mind was gone. The black haired demi-saiya-jin came to this realization when he awoke to find himself hog-tied and hanging upside down from a tree, in women’s red leather lingerie.
"Oooooohh, Gooooooten!!!" Sang the voice of the purple-haired psycho, from behind the tree. The younger boy twisted to see his captor, but the angle was wrong. All he could see was a pink prom dress, black leather gloves, a blue whip, a black Zorro mask, and lavender tresses. Goten decided that he didn’t want to see anymore, anyway.
Suddenly a purple silk blindfold slipped over his eyes. He was almost glad.
"Ooooh, Goten, dear, we are going to have so much fuuuun!!!!" Trunks squealed in a high fruity voice, he changed how the ropes so the black-haired boy’s legs were spread far apart.
It's times like these that make me glad that I have a lot of stretching in my daily trainging. The taller boy thought. This could really hurt...
He could hear Trunks walking around to his front by the way that silly dress swished as it moved. He could fell the satiny-soft fabric against his face and upper chest (the part not covered by lingerie) as the insane one pressed up against him and wrapped strong arms around his leg. "Yoooou’ve been a baaaaaad boy, haven’t you?" The girlie voice screeched.
Goten gaped, unsure of how to respond, so his inner-smart-ass popped up and answered for him, "Are you going to stop talking like a nut case like that, or should I get the earplugs?"
"I dooooon’t know WHAT you are taaaaalking about, little boy!!" The sound of a crazed body leaping through the air filled the air. "I muuuust punish you, bbbbbbad boy!!!" The younger boy heard a sword being drawn. His eyes widen. He started to struggle violently, fearing for his very life. With out the whip, was around his neck. "Be gooood, bbbbbad boy, comprendes?"
Was that Spanish!?! A strange thought to think given the circumstances, but it was what popped into his head.
A quick cut of the sword, and Goten realized he was... Uh... Hanging out. Once again he felt his older friend’s body pressed up against his own. Before he knew what was happening, Trunks’s mouth was over his dick, licking and sucking in a furious dance.
"Wh-what-" he mumbled.
The whip around his neck tightened. "No more taaaalking."
The assault on his manhood continued. The youngest Son boy could not imagine what was going on. What his friend was doing was wrong, but it felt so good. He clamped his mouth shut in a an attempt to keep in any noises at all. He did a pretty good job, but eventually some little sounds escaped his throat. Trunks seemed to like that. He could not believe that while being violated, hanging up upside down, having been threatened and mostly drugged, he would think anything would feel good, but this did. His assailant massaged his balls, and pumped his now hard tool and made Goten feel like he’d never felt before in his life.
Suddenly and very violently he came. This amused the lavender-haired man even more. The younger boy felt the inside of his thigh being painted on with a mixture of cum and sweat and saliva. He strained against the ropes again, but this time nothing happen. He heard the sound of something ripping, presumably the prom dress. He felt his deranged roommate walk up behind him. Out of nowhere and strange pressure came. Pain over came him for a moment and he couldn't think. It took the taller boy a second to realize that Trunks had just... entered him.
"What the fuck!!!" Goten screamed and kicked and fought with all his might. The sword was at his throat immediately.
"You move again and I’ll cut you in a places that don’t heal." This voice was not that of a former friend gone insane, it was the voice of a evil monster, coming deep from the belly, and cutting steel. The shocking thought that the voice had just come from Trunks, who’d always been so nice and gentle, made the black haired boy still more than the threat itself.
The older man continued with his mission of pleasure. He moved in and out roughly, making the taller boy bleed.
It was intense. Goten screamed again now, in a mix of pain and pleasure. It was not the pain that bothered him. It was the pleasure. He didn’t want to like what was being done to him, but he couldn’t help it. Trunks move in and out of him hitting his point of pleasure, and grabbed his renewed erection and pumped it, making him cry with passion. He couldn’t stand it. Trunks would not get away with this. Making a fool out of him. He felt rage bubble up within himself, as he came again, all over the older boy’s hand.
The monster removed himself. He backed away, and Goten could no longer hear him. The last thing he heard was the sound of a condom being removed, and then nothing. "YOU WILL NOT GET AWAY!!! I WILL SEE YOU ROT IN JAIL FOR THIS!!!" He screamed.
Gohan looked at his little brother. Poor thing was practically seething. Everything was going even better than according to plan. That'll teach Trunks to dump me! He removed the last bits of the pink prom dress and flew away.