Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ A Brother's Love ❯ A Brother's Love ( One-Shot )

A Brother's Love by Kaialicious

Disclaimer: DragonBall Z and the characters of DragonBall Z are not of my creation. They solely belong to Akira Toriyama. I have in no way made any profit off Toriyama's work other than to create a fictional tale for my personal enjoyment.

Warnings: This story contains incest, obscene language, rape, and Yaoi. It is rated NC-17. That means no under aged readers!

Author's Note: This is my second incest fic. It is an AU, also a one-shot. It was requested by Kakarotto mate of Bejita 5 (I hope I got that right). The pairing is Gohan and Goten.

*Oniisan-Big brother

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Piccolo had gone somewhere private to meditate, leaving Gohan alone. The demi-Saiyan was irritated. Why had his Namekian lover chosen this moment to abandon him? He was suffering from a primitive and basic need, one that he had inherited from his saiyan ancestors.

"No, Gohan. We've been over this before," Piccolo had said. "You have to learn to control yourself. It is the final lesson of your training."

"But I can't!" he had argued. "You know that!"

"Gohan, how will you be able to conquer your Saiyan power when you cannot even overcome your baser needs? Do you think Vegeta would have let his hormones control him?"

"No, but Vegeta's different."

"Different how?"

"I don't know! Piccolo! Come on!"

"Good bye, Gohan."

He had practically begged him for sex, and Piccolo had ignored him. Gohan would have detested him had he been a mean spirited person. He was just mildly irritated, for now.

He adjusted the growing bulge in his pants and leaned against a tree trunk. He definitely couldn't visit his family, not in his condition. His best option was to stay in the forest and wait for Piccolo's return. By then, his ardor would be at its peak and Piccolo would have no choice but to help him.

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He tentatively touched himself and flinched as his member ached. The seventeen year old was feeling restless. He had experienced erections before, but nothing as strong as this. No simple stroke from his hand was going to make it feel better.

"Goten!"

His mother's loud voice startled him. He pulled up his pants and attempted to walk as normal as possible. "Yes, mom?"

"Lunch!"

Usually, the sound of food would send him flying to the table, but he was afraid to move too fast. Each step he took made the throbbing in his loins feel more obvious.

Did dad and Gohan ever go through this? He thought.

Gohan had moved out and was living with Piccolo -to their mother's shock. Their dad was dead, so there was no one for Goten to turn to for answers. He could have asked Trunks, but Goten believed that Trunks would have laughed at him. He had never felt so miserably alone as he did right then.

He immediately sat at the table while his mother's back was to him. He pulled a bit of the tablecloth over his lap to hide his erection. The last thing that he wanted was to scare his mom. She had a way of making a big to do about nothing. Maybe after lunch, he would go some place quiet, away from the house, to relieve his needs.

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Gohan gritted his teeth. His skin was slick with sweat. He looked at the wetness in his hand and frowned. Seven times…he had pleasured himself seven times and the heat had not abated. He was getting cranky and bored with his surroundings. He wanted Piccolo, but Piccolo had hidden his power level, so Gohan wouldn't disturb him.

Gohan rubbed his soiled palm into the grass. He had to do something. He felt as if he could screw an elk -not that he would. He had his mind set on another creature, the rare and handsome Namek that had shunned him earlier. Yes. If Gohan were to find him, the Namek would be in for a big surprise! He slumped against the tree trunk, and put his hand to use again, imagining Piccolo's hands on him.

He nearly ripped his pants in two as he made it into the forest. His mother had wanted to know why he was in such a hurry to leave.

"I made your favorite desert."

"Thanks mom, I'll have it later!" he had told her and rushed out of the house.

He breathed a sigh of relief as he wrapped his fingers around his member and started to stroke it. He braced himself against a tree and gave vent to his lust. He watched hazily as his seed spurted on to the bark of the tree. He fell to his knees in a moment of reprieve. He had felt wonderful when his cum had escaped him. His still pulsing cock craved for more of the intense feeling.

Curiously, he tasted the cum that seeped from his pink cock head. It was a little salty, but pleasant. He looked at his spunk on the tree bark and felt such a desire to take all of his emission into his mouth. His heart was pounding in his chest. He found himself leaning forward and licking at the rough bark.

*****

The scent had assailed him. Gohan had become a hunter, sniffing at the strange yet familiar odor that called to him. It filled him with hostility. It made him want to destroy whatever was causing it, because it was making him so hard. Every inch of him pulsed. He could feel his heartbeat in his very eyes. It thundered in his ears.

Gohan caught the direction of the scent and charged towards it.

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He loved the taste of it, Goten decided. It was so earthy and sensual, and wicked. He felt a twinge of guilt and sat back on his heels.

"What have I done?"

His stiff arousal still stood proudly from his crotch. It needed his touch again.

Goten slowly jerked on the taut shaft, focusing all of his thoughts on one thing -achieving that golden climb. Welcoming the thousand invisible currents that would cover his entire being…

His cock expelled his joy on to the tree, and his guilt went forgotten as he greedily lapped up the warm treat. The cool forest air touched his exposed buttocks. He shivered.

His member bobbed, and left a drop of sticky cum on his belly. He sat down and wondered when the stubborn thing would relax.

"You can't stay like this forever," he said. "It'll be embarrassing."

He touched the head of his cock. A thin trail of cum clung to his fingertip.

"Dende…" he muttered.

He rubbed his palm over the pink crown and groaned. He heard a deep growl and stiffened. Someone was watching him. A figure stepped out from the shadow of the trees and approached him.

Goten covered his erection with his hands and blushed. His brother had discovered him.

"Gohan, I -"

"Don't explain," Gohan told him and began removing his clothes. "I know what you're going through."

"You do?"

"Yes. There's nothing to be ashamed of, Goten. It's quite natural," he knelt down beside him.

"It is?"

Gohan nodded and pushed his little brother down to the grass.

"Gohan!"

"It's okay, Ten," he said, his voice husky with passion. "It's just this once. I promise that I won't do it again."

"Gohan, what are you -? No! Stop!"

Gohan pinned Goten's wrists down and nudged his little brother's legs apart with his knee. Goten made an effort to resist. Gohan bared his teeth to him.

Goten was shocked by his behavior. He had never seen Gohan act like this before. His brother was clearly out of control. The strangest scent was coming from him. It intensified the heat in Goten's body.

"Let go of me, Gohan!" he shouted.

"In a while Ten," he said, "I promise."

Goten made a small whimper of fear as he felt Gohan's member touch him.

"Gohan…please!"

"I'm sorry, Goten," Gohan told him and violently thrust into him.

"Aaaahhh!" He turned his head and bit into Gohan's forearm to staunch the pain that claimed him.

Tears gathered in his eyes. He couldn't believe that this was happening. His big brother was taking him against his will. Gohan, who had been his one link to a father that he had hardly known. The brother who had protected him, played with him, and taught him so much -was hurting him.

*****

"I'm sorry, Goten."

It was a lie. He wasn't sorry at all, not when his cock was plunging into such delicious heat.

His little brother's teeth pierced his flesh. The bite pulled a deed growl from him. He wanted to bite Goten back, but he refrained from doing so. His bites were reserved only for Piccolo. Besides, he could be very brutal with his teeth. Piccolo had the power to regenerate his torn flesh. Goten did not possess that talent. Still, the pulse in Goten's throat lured him. He licked the lightly tanned skin, grazed it with his incisors.

So sweet, his baby brother…

"Go…han!"

He kissed Goten's parted lips as he moved over him, pumping deep into his core. Lovely satin and blistering heat pulled at him. Virgin walls smothered him. The scent of Goten's young body drove him wild.

"Dear Dende!" he swore.

He looked between them and saw his mighty pillar disappear between the round globes of his brother's cheeks. The visual stimulation was startlingly erotic. He released Goten's hands and concentrated on keeping the younger Saiyan's lower body open to him.

"No…" Goten's voice trembled. He no longer struggled. He could not summon the strength to, because Gohan had always been stronger than him.

"Ten…"

And, because he was starting to feel the most pleasurable sensations from his brother's movements.

"Gohan…"

The older demi-Saiyan looked away from his fast-paced plunges and studied the warmth that colored Goten's cheeks.

"It's all right, Ten…it's perfectly all right," he told him.

"Why, Gohan?" he tearfully asked him.

Gohan pressed his cheek to Goten's and said, "Because we are different."

"Different?"

"We are Saiyans," he told him, "and we must do what we have to when the need is upon us, Ten."

Goten closed his eyes as a tender region within him sparked with excitement. Gohan's sharp strokes rubbed against it more and more.

What…what is it? He thought. Why does it feel so good?

"Aah…aaah!"

"Enjoy it, Ten," Gohan whispered.

"Go-haaan!" His voice carried through out the forest as he came.

Although his body gave up his seed, his Saiyan blood was not appeased. He remained as hard as ever. His cock was red from his ordeal and it felt very sensitive.

"My poor Ten," Gohan kissed him. "You'll have to do this more often."

Everything pulsed -his member, his rear, his nipples, and the soft sac beneath his cock. It was all alive with feeling.

"Rrrrrowrrrr…"

The growl shocked Goten, because it had come from him.

"Mmm…" Gohan smiled and slowed his thrusts. He angled his cock against one area then the other, alternating his strokes. Piccolo liked the technique. Maybe his little brother would like it too.

"Ooohh…ooooohhh…oh, Dende…oooohhh! G-Gohan! Gohaaan! Go…han!"

"Mmmm…" Gohan swallowed his ragged cries.

So hot…burning up…all over! Goten's thoughts raced. So good…so wonderful, oniisan!

He rolled his bottom sending Gohan's hardness deeper. He clenched fistfuls of the grass, arched against Gohan and shook.

"Gohan!"

"Yes, Goten…that's it…"

"Augh! Augh!" He was cumming so hard. He could no longer hear his brother's words. His world spun with sensations, pleasure, and release. Gohan's addictive scent filled his lungs. It was the only thing that drew him back from that realm.

When he returned to his senses, he found Gohan in the arms of Piccolo. The Namek was lovingly caressing the demi-Saiyan. Goten felt a twinge of jealousy.

"Hey, little bro," Gohan smiled at him. "I thought you'd never snap out of it."

Goten blushed at his words and sat up. He was very sore, and wet.

"You'll be okay," Gohan told him. "Just don't visit Trunks for a while, all right?"

"Why not?" he asked and reached for his clothes.

"Because Saiyans become aroused by the scent of a newly claimed partner," Piccolo answered.

Goten's blush deepened. Even Piccolo knew more of a Saiyan's behaviors than he did. How embarrassing.

"Of course, if you want him to be interested in you…" Gohan trailed off suggestively.

Goten dressed and looked at the affectionate couple. The Namek and the demi-Saiyan were kissing and touching each other as if Goten wasn't even there.

"Maybe I will visit Trunks," Goten said to see Gohan's reaction.

His brother wrapped his arms around Piccolo's neck. The Namek was standing behind him. Piccolo held Gohan's cock and began masturbating him right in front of Goten. Gohan tilted his head up and over Piccolo's shoulder. Piccolo leaned down to kiss him.

"Do what you…ooh…must," Gohan said.

"But, what about Vegeta?"

"What about him?"

"He's Saiyan too. Wouldn't he…you know."

Piccolo spared him a glance and said, "Vegeta can control himself, unlike your brother here."

Gohan sweat dropped and laughed. Piccolo let go of him and waited as Gohan dressed.

"But Gohan?" Goten continued, "What about us?"

"Its better if we look at this as a pleasant memory, Goten. We needed each other and now the crisis is over. You understand, don't you?"

No, he didn't, but he wouldn't tell him that. He had his pride.

"Yes."

Gohan stepped forward and ruffled Goten's hair. "You and Trunks will do fine. You'll see."

Goten forced himself to smile. When Piccolo and Gohan had left, Goten let a final tear roll down his face. Yes, he would go to Trunks. He would accept him as his partner. He would even love him. But Gohan was the one who would forever remain his first great love.

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It took me two and a half days, but I did it. I won't be doing it again, because frankly, requests can be killers. ^_^