Zoicyte aka Johnnyjosh
Warnings; Language, Yaoi, Yuri, lemon, light bondage, angst, references to NCS and child abuse. (Nothing too graphic though)
Notes; humor, silliness, sap, OOC, TWT,, basically every warning or note.
Pairings; Almost everybody gets involved eventually.
Disclaimer; Don't own 'em, not makin' any money off 'em.
Back at the Son residence......
After a typically huge supper, Bulma and Chi-Chi managed to browbeat the four boys into helping them clean up, the
younger boys clearing the table, Mirai Trunks washing the dishes, and Gohan drying. Finally, 45 minutes later, the six of
them managed to get the kitchen and dining room clean. As Mirai Trunks and Gohan finally finished working their way
through the mountain of dishes that had been piled on the counter beside the sink, Bulma sidled up to them and spoke
quietly, hoping the younger boys wouldn't hear her.
"Hey, guys, could we ask you a small favor?" She asked, as both boys stiffened slightly, "Oh relax, it's nothing major, we just want a little help getting Goten and Chibi Trunks into their bath."
Gohan and Mirai Trunks cast sly, sidelong glances at each other over Bulma's head, evil smiles spreading over both their faces.
"Sure mom, just say the word, and we'll have them up there before they realize what's goin' on." Trunks said quietly.
"Yeah, Trunks owes the brats a little payback from this morning anyway." Gohan said, grinning.
"Huh, what's going on?" Bulma said, placing her hands on her hips and glaring from one to the other.
"Nothing mom, I'd just like to repay them for waking me up so nicely this morning." Trunks said as he and Gohan glanced at each other again and chuckled.
"Oh, O.K., just make sure nobody gets hurt, and nothing gets broken around here, alright? I think Chi-Chi's almost finished running their bath, so when she comes down we can start." Bulma whipsered before saying loudly "Boy, you two sure are fast when it comes to doing the dishes, this is great! Thanks you guys. Now, what are you two doing?" she asked as she walked over to stand behind the two smaller boys, who were engaged in whispering conspiratorially to each other, hands on her hips, glaring at them suspiciously.
"N..n..nothing.." Goten stammered, obviously feeling guilty about something.
"We don't wanna take a bath!" Chibi Trunks declared, getting straight to the point.
"Well that's just too bad, because that's exactly what you're about to do!" Chi-Chi declared right back, standing at the top of the stairs, arms crossed, glaring down at them.
"No!" Goten and Chibi Trunks yelled in unison.
"Gohan! Trunks! Get 'em!" Both women shouted in stereo, pointing at the two young boys.
Four indiscernible streaks flashed through the room, and the sound of giggles and running feet seemed to come from all directions. Bulma and Chi-Chi sat down at the dining room table, Chi-Chi pouring them some tea, as they waited for the chase to end, the boys were moving far too fast for the women to be able to follow their moves.
Chibi Trunks somersaulted through the air, landing on the ceiling and streaking through the house, Mirai Trunks hot on his heels, laughing. Goten ran sideways along the living room wall, Gohan sailing through the air after him. Four flashes of color zipped back and forth, two at a time, making their way across the ceiling, down the walls, across the floor, back up the walls, and across the ceiling yet again. A surprised yelp was heard as Gohan clamped his arms around Goten and landed softly on the floor, clutching his squirming, whining little brother tightly.
"Come on! What's taking you so long?" Gohan taunted Mirai Trunks, grinning.
Mirai Trunks snarled, and redoubled his efforts to catch Chibi Trunks. As they made their way back down to the floor again, Mirai Trunks lunged forward, managing to catch Chibi Trunks in the back of the knees and send him crashing to the floor.
"Gotcha, you little punk!" Mirai Trunks growled as he captured Chibi Trunks in a vicious headlock, "now, that's for waking me up so rudely this morning." he chuckled.
The two boys whined, kicked, squirmed and shouted, but to no avail. They were carried upstairs, undressed by their mothers, and rudely shoved into the water by Gohan and Mirai Trunks, the latter taking special care to push Chibi Trunks' head under the water, smirking as the boy came up sputtering for air, before both boys turned to glare murderously at the young men.
"Thanks you two." Bulma said, beginning to work shampoo into a most unimpressed Chibi Trunks' hair.
"Yes, it would have taken us ages to coax these two in here without your..er...persuasion." Chi-Chi smiled, working up a lather in a pouting Goten's hair as well.
"No problem. Hey mom, Trunks and I are gonna go out for a walk, O.K.?" Gohan said, casting a sidelong glance at Trunks.
"Alright Gohan, but don't stay out too late." Chi-Chi said distractedly.
"Sure mom, and thanks! Come on Trunks! Let's go!" he grabbed Mirai Trunks' arm and pulled him out into the hallway. He let go of Trunks long enough to duck into his room for a minute, before dashing back out into the hallway with a duffel bag in his hand He glomped on to Trunks again, and almost dragged the surprised demi-Saiyan down the stairs.
"Let's see..." Gohan said as he peered into the refrigerator, "Aha! That'll do it!" he said, smiling as he shoved four cans of soda into the bag. "O.K. All set, let's go!"
As they stepped out onto the porch, Gohan took Trunks' hand and gave it a gentle squeeze before letting go and taking off into the darkening sky.
*I know what he wants, he wants to continue what we started this afternoon.* Trunks thought, his body tingling as he felt himself becoming aroused. *I...should I? Am I doing the right thing?* He remembered the thoughts that had gone through his head earlier that day, *Yeah, I know I am.* he thought, smiling as he took off after Gohan.
They landed in the clearing, on the same rock jutting out of the hillside that they'd sat, as well as done some other things on, earlier that day. Trunks chuckled, then grabbed the belt loops of Gohan's jeans and pulled the teen's body tightly against his own, claiming the soft lips in a searing kiss. Gohan clutched Trunks' shoulders tightly as he trembled, his knees threatening to give out from the sheer intensity of the kiss. Trunks sensed Gohan's predicament, and gently lowered both of them to their knees. Suddenly Gohan pulled away, looking behind him, then reaching out for the duffel bag. Trunks looked at him quizzically, then grinned slyly as Gohan pulled out a thick, soft blanket and spread it out on the rock, then reached back into the bag and pulled out a tube of lubricant.
"Ready for anything, huh?" Trunks muttered, leaning in to nibble Gohan's earlobe, "Going for a walk indeed." he chuckled.
"Hey, what did you want me to say?" Gohan grinned as he gently pulled the black band from Trunks' hair, once again releasing the silky lavender strands so that he could run his hands through them. "Hey mom, Trunks and I are going out to the woods to screw each other's brains out, O.K.?" He giggled.
"Oh my god!" Trunks threw his head back and laughed. "I could just see your mom's face!"
"And what about your mom? I could hear the lecture you would get!" Both of them dissolved into peals of laughter as they tried to imagine all the expressions that would cross their mother's faces if they knew what they were up to. They sobered up however, when it came to their fathers.
"Well, my dad would just kill me in the slowest, most painful way he could think of." Trunks said certainly.
"My dad probably just wouldn't get it at all, and then your dad would kill me for being your partner, and then kill my dad, or at least try, because he would be annoyed by dad's inability to grasp what was going on." He chuckled.
"And then Vegeta would find a way to wish all three of us back just so he could kill us all over again!" They said in unison, hugging each other tightly as they dissolved into helpless laughter once more.
As their laughter died down, they stretched out on the blanket, arms and legs entwined, kissing heatedly. Trunks rolled over on top of Gohan, settling his hips between the teen's legs, eyes narrowing as a low moan escaped Gohan's throat at the contact. He growled softly as he pushed up Gohan's shirt, leaning down to lick the teen's rock hard abs, gently nipping at the sensitive flesh, his body throbbing in response to the gasps and moans he wrenched from the young man beneath him. He began to kiss and lick his way up Gohan's stomach, veering over to graze his teeth over an already hard nipple, smiling as Gohan cried out softly, his hands tangling in Trunks' hair as he arched his back, silently asking for more. He left a trail of hot kisses across Gohan's chest as he slowly made his way up to the writhing teen's throat, groaning softly as Gohan rocked his hips against him.
"Trunks....ohh...yeah.." Gohan moaned as Trunks gently grazed his teeth along Gohan's jaw, before claiming the teen's lips with his own. He thrust his tongue between Gohan's parted lips, exploring, tasting, excited by the young man's submissiveness as his hands slid over Gohan's chest and stomach.
Suddenly Trunks broke the kiss, pulling back until he was kneeling between Gohan's legs, staring down at him, eyes glittering, breath coming in ragged gasps.
"What's wrong?" Gohan panted.
"Too much clothing." Trunks answered as he almost ripped off his black tanktop, then fumbled with his belt buckle trying to get his pants undone. Gohan pulled off his own white T-shirt, quickly undid his pants and pushed them down his hips before reaching up to help Trunks with his grey pants. Trunks closed his eyes and moaned as Gohan's fingers brushed his erection as he pulled down his zipper, and Trunks quickly stood up and finished removing his clothes, as Gohan frantically tried to rid himself of his jeans. Trunks knelt beside Gohan and growled as he grabbed Gohan's jeans and pulled them off. Gohan gasped softly as the cool evening air caressed his skin, then he arched his back and cried out as Trunks leaned over and took his throbbing member into his mouth. Gohan groaned as Trunks began moving his mouth slowly up and down Gohan's length, sucking eagerly.
"Uhhh, Trunks....please," Gohan pleaded, "stop, I..I don't want to cum yet."
Trunks reluctantly pulled back. "What do you want to do?" he asked softly.
"Well, um," Gohan began, smiling shyly, "I would like to try something I saw in a magazine once." He turned his head away, his face burning.
Trunks gently cupped Gohan's chin and turned his face back towards him.
"Come on Gohan, tell me, don't be shy." he urged.
"Well, here." Gohan sat up, then turned his body so that his face was level with Trunks' hard member, and stretched out on his back. "Now," he said, a sly grin spreading over his handsome face, "you do this," he reached for Trunks, trying to roll his lover on top of him, and Trunks complied, finally understanding what was happening when Gohan's erection brushed against the end of his nose, "and then I do this." Gohan purred, before wrapping his lips around Trunks' straining member, pulling on Trunks' hips and raising his head until his lips hit the base of Trunks' cock.
"Nnn...Uhhh....Gohan!" Trunks cried, trembling as Gohan worked his arousal mercilessly. He let out another strangled cry before gripping Gohan's shaft tightly in one hand, and taking Gohan's arousal into his mouth, sucking on it as hard as he could. A choked cry came from Gohan, and his hips shot up instinctively, driving his length into Trunk's mouth. Trunks quickly pulled his head back, and used his other hand to keep Gohan's hips still. He moaned softly around Gohan's length as his young lover began to quicken his movements, and he followed suit. Trunks desperately tried to keep from thrusting his hips as Gohan's warm, wet mouth slid up and down his length, and Trunks cried out as he came, the sounds muffled by his lover's arousal. Seconds later, Gohan's answering cry was heard, as Trunks swallowed Gohan's essence.
Trunks quickly rolled off his lover, righting himself so that he could pull Gohan into his arms. They lay entwined for several minutes, breathing heavily, their hearts pounding.
"Where in the hell did you learn how to do that?" Trunks demanded after a few minutes.
"Well," Gohan began.
"Yeah, well?" Trunks asked impatiently.
"You remember when my dad got the heart virus, when you first came here, and we took him to Master Roshi's so that the androids wouldn't find him?"
"Yeah...." Trunks prompted.
"Well, you know how my mom was still trying to get me to study, even with all that going on, right? Well, Master Roshi thought it would be a good idea for me to have a few things to study other than boring old textbooks, so he kind of...umm...you know, slipped a few of his old hentai magazines into my schoolbooks." He said shyly.
Trunks stared at Gohan, wide eyed, for almost a full minute, then burst out laughing. "Yeah, that figures, leave it to Master Roshi to corrupt an 11 year old." he smirked.
"Hey!" Gohan said, smiling, "he didn't corrupt me, he just....gave me some new subjects to study."
"Damn!" Trunks said as he began to nuzzle Gohan's neck, "it's amazing what you can learn from books, of course, now I understand why you had your nose buried in those books so much." He chuckled.
Gohan moaned softly as Trunks continued to kiss and nuzzle his neck, tracing swirls across his chest, before gently rolling a pebbled nipple between thumb and forefinger.
"You want some more?" Trunks purred, as he slid a hand down to caress Gohan's member, which was quickly hardening again.
"Mmmhmmm, uhhh!" Gohan bucked his hips as Trunks began to slide his hand up and down Gohan's length, raking his teeth up and down the teen's neck, nipping softly.
Trunks pulled Gohan into his arms and rolled Gohan was on top of him, moaning softly as he wrapped his legs around his young lover's waist. Gohan rocked his hips, and both of them cried out as their erections were trapped between them, rubbing together. Gohan's head swooped down, and he claimed Trunks' lips in a deep kiss, wrenching a low moan from him, as Gohan reached a hand out to grab the tube of lubricant.
"Who's gonna go first?" Gohan broke the kiss and asked softy, holding up the tube for Trunks to see.
"Well," Trunks said, a sly smile on his face, "you're already there, you go first." he said as he bucked his hips, eliciting a strangled groan from Gohan.
"Are...are you sure?" Gohan whispered as he looked down at him, his expression one of apprehension.
"Yeah, I'm sure." Trunks assured him, taking the tube of lubricant and squeezing some onto his fingers. He reached between them to wrap his hand around Gohan's length, smiling as the teen gasped and trembled at the touch, he began to move his hand up and down, spreading the lubricant over Gohan's shaft. "O.K., that should do it" he said quietly.
"Umm, Trunks, are you really mmpphh!" Gohan's protest was silenced as Trunks reached up, grabbed the sides of his face, and pulled Gohan down to deliver a bruising kiss.
"Just do it!" Trunks growled, almost glaring at him. "Please Gohan, I've waited too long for this!" he pleaded, his expression softening.
"O.K., here goes." Gohan whispered as he moved down to position himself at Trunks' entrance. Both of them cried out as Gohan began to push himself into his lover. Trunks shuddered, then began to writhe beneath him.
"Trunks..." Gohan groaned. "you O.K.?"
"Ahh....uhhh, it burns!" Trunks gasped.
"I'm gonna stop." Gohan said.
"NO!" Trunks shouted, "Don't you dare! Keep going." he panted.
"But Trunks," Gohan ground out, trembling, "I.....don't..want to...hurt you!" he cried out as Trunks wrapped his arms and legs around him tightly.
"I'm O.K., keep going. I'll get used to it." Trunks whispered. "Please? Don't stop Gohan."
Both of them moaned as Gohan slid his full length into Trunks, Gohan nuzzling Trunks' neck, Trunks fisting his hands in Gohan's unruly black hair. Gohan was trying to stay still and give Trunks time to adjust to the invasion, and he shook violently with the effort, using every ounce of willpower he had to keep himself from slamming his length into the exquisitely tight heat.
After a few moments, Trunks began to rock his hips gently. "I'm alright Gohan." He said quietly, "Do it." he raised his head slightly to kiss and nip Gohan's shoulder.
"You're so tight.....it feels so...so good." Gohan panted, not quite ready to move, for fear it would be over too soon.
"Gohan, please!" Trunks cried, bucking his hips, eager to feel his lover moving inside him.
"I can't!" Gohan almost sobbed. "You're so...so hot..I..I'm gonna cum if I move."
"If you won't do it then I will!" Trunks snarled, rolling them over until he was straddling Gohan, with his length still buried inside him. He braced his hands on Gohan's chest, and began slowly raising his hips, until only a couple of inches of Gohan's shaft remained inside him, and slowly lowered himself, taking his lover's throbbing arousal all the way back in. He gasped as the pain faded, to be replaced by intense pleasure. Gohan moaned, his eyes rolling back in his head as Trunks began to pick up the pace. Trunks began to arch back, and suddenly shouted, body quivering, white spots dancing before his eyes as Gohan's arousal brushed something inside him, something that felt incredible. He began to ride Gohan frenziedly, keeping his body arched and crying out sharply every time Gohan hit his prostate. Gohan began to buck wildly beneath him, eyes clenched shut, face flushed with passion, shouting hoarsely.
Trunks reached down and began stroking his own shaft as he rode Gohan, crying out his lover's name, as Gohan reached up to grip his hips tightly, pulling Trunks down forcefully onto his member, shaking violently as he rapidly approached completion.
"Uhhh, Trunks! Oh..uh....I ..I'm gonna.." Gohan panted.
"Yeah...me too.." Trunks groaned.
They screamed out their release in unison, backs arched, heads flung back, bodies shuddering. Trunks' seed sprayed into the air, dropping back down to hit Gohan's chest, as Gohan's was shot deep into Trunks' body.
Trunks slowly rolled them over so they were laying side by side, arms and legs wrapped around each other, and kissed his lover tenderly. "Thank you." he said quietly, "That was amazing. I always hoped my first time would be with you."
"I wanted the same thing," Gohan whispered. "I just thought when you went back, that I would never get to..." his sentence was cut short as Trunks claimed his lips again.
"I'm here now, and I'll always be here for you." Trunks promised, pulling Gohan closer to him.
After a few moments, Gohan said. "Next time you get to be on top."
"But I just was." Trunks teased.
"No you know what I mean, I want you inside me." Gohan said quietly.
Trunks kissed him softly. "Whenever you're ready." he whispered.
"O.K.," Gohan said, his face breaking out into a bright smile, "how does 10 minutes sound?"
Trunks gaped at Gohan, then chuckled. "You might be ready, but I don't think I will be."
"Oh yes you will." Gohan promised, an evil smile spreading across his face, before he seized Trunks' lips in a searing kiss.