Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ A True Test of Friendship ❯ Chapter 1

A True Test of Friendship

 

**Standard Disclaimers Apply**

 

!!Warning!! This fic contains some very sensitive material. It is not a lemon. It's not even a romance. It just a fic that deals with a little show and tell.

 

 

I knew that he wanted something the moment that he called me. He told me that he wanted to bring back the tape recorder I let him borrow last week, but I knew that there was something else on his mind. I could've told him that I would come and pick it up after my last final, but like a good friend I told him that he could come and then invited him in to talk. He wouldn't look at me at first and I wanted to yell at him to either start talking or get out, I had a term paper to finish! When he finally looked me in the eye all of my anger and annoyance melted away, something was really bothering him. The first words out of his mouth after he asked me if he could talk to me about something were “Did you get laid this weekend?” I was back to wanting to throw him out. He sobered quickly though and began a short story that I think I would have rather not heard.

 

“I was with this girl over the weekend. I been seeing her for a while and we were on the couch having some fun.” I nodded and braced myself to hear about his newest conquest. “We were having fun until she stuck her hand down my pants. After she felt around for a few minutes she got off me and told me that It was too small for her to do anything with.”

 

It took a few minutes for me to process the information. My best guy friend had just told me that a girl told him his dick was too small. When it hit me I turned red and brought my hands to my mouth. His next few statements made it even worse. “I can't get it out of my mind. What if she's right? I'm never going to be able to be with a girl again. Ever time I am I'll think of THAT. What should I do?” By the time he finished I was purple. He wanted my advice. How the hell was I suppose to give him advice? He was staring at me, waiting for an answer. I looked away and took a few deep breaths and approached the situation from a logical stand point.

 

“She's a bitch!”

 

“She was being honest. She was saying what other girls thought.” He looked dejected.

 

“Have you ever had any complaints before?” Please Lord let him say no.

 

“No ones ever said anything, but I think a few were disappointed.” He looked even worse, and I was still red.

 

“How experienced we're you with these disappointed girls? Maybe that was the problem.” I couldn't believe I was asking him these things.

 

“I was a little experienced. Pan you have to help me, this is all I think about. I won't be able to concentrate on the three finals I have tomorrow and I have to pass one with an A.”

 

 

Oh good no pressure. “Trunks you can't let this interfere with you finals. This is just a self esteem issue. The girl is a bitch and a whore, ignore what she said. If she didn't want you how you are then it's her loss. There is nothing wrong with you.” There that sounded good.

 

He looked at me and shook his head. “It's not that easy. What would you do if you were making out with a guy and all of a sudden he told you that he didn't want to be with you any more because you chest was too small.?” His eyes dropped below my neck and then returned to my eyes. “Not that I think any guy would have a problem with you size. You were gifted with some nice assets Pan.”

 

My sink color, which had been returning to normal, flared red again and I crossed my arms over my size 32DD breast. “I would slap him across the face and tell him to fuck off. I understand how you feel and if that happened to me then I'd be upset too, but I wouldn't let it get to me.” I took a deep breath. “What about other guys? Do you think you're about the same size as your friends?” I was scarlet again.

 

“I've only seen one erect, my own.” Oh God, now he's blushing! “I did measure it though. Its six and a half inches. Is that average? Pan are you ok, you're turning purple?”

 

“I'm fine Trunks. This conversation is just a little nerve racking. Did you really measure yourself? I need some hot tea,” Tea always calms me down. “Do you want a cup?”

 

“Yea.”

 

“Tea or Coco?” I set the kettle on to boil.

 

“Coco. You never did answer me. Is six and a half average or is it small?”

 

I shot him a look and pulled the kettle off the stove. “Trunks you should know that I don't have any idea what is average and what isn't. I've only seen one for God's sake! I'm not a whore.” I started fixing the cups.

 

“No, sorry you're a virgin.” He smiled at me for the first time that night. “Who exactly have you seen, Mr. Jonathan your boyfriend?”

 

“Yes, here's your coco. Look I want to help you, but I don't know a lot about this stuff. It's different for girls. Isn't there any body else you can talk to about this? What about Uncle Goten?”

 

“No! This isn't something I can talk about with a guy. You're the only one I've told, you're the only one I can talk about this to. I need a girl to tell me the truth. That girl was probably right.”

 

“No she wasn't.”

 

“How do you know, you've never seen it?!” A light came to his eyes. “Pan, could you do a comparison?” He gave me another small smile. “I could show you and you could compare me to Jonathan.”

 

“Trunks! You're like a brother to me. What would you do if Bra showed you her breast and asked you if you thought they we're big enough?” He made a face and I took a breath. “This is just a self esteem issue. You just have to ignore what the girl said.”

 

He looked dejected again. “I'll try.”

 

He needed help. I can't believe I'm going to do this. “Trunks, if I compare you you have to promise me that you'll believe the answer that I give you.” I must be insane.

 

“I will, I will. O.k. umm we have two slight problems. First I need to get hard, and then after you're done I need it to go away.”

 

“How are you going to do that?”

 

“Do you have any porn?”

 

I gave him a withering look and shook my head. “What kind of girl do you think I am? Of course I don't have any porn.”

 

“I though maybe Jonathan brought some up and left it here.”

 

“If he did our relationship would end very quickly. I have an anatomy book and I'm hooked up to the internet that's the closest I've got.” As I spoke I bent over and pick a piece of fuzz off my carpet. I notice his eyes follow the curve of my behind and his preverbal light bulb come on. Oh no!

 

“Pan do you have a bathing suit?”

 

Oh no way! I shook my head.

 

“Well then could I see you in your underwear?”

 

Oh no way in hell! “Yea, just give me a minute to work up the nerve. Here, come pick out a pair.” I lead him back to the bedroom and try not to pass out. He picked my red and white Christmas set. The panties are thongs.

 

“Thanks.”

 

“Give me a few more minutes.” After he walks back into the living room I stripe down and pull on the set. I discover two things. One I had grown out of the bra and two I hadn't shaved down there since last summer. I was not going out there like this.

 

I scream at him that I need just a little longer and ducked into the bathroom and shaved in the sink. If I have to go out there, I'm going out looking like a lady. Adjusting the bra and throwing on my robe I walk out a stood in front on him.

 

“If I do this you can't tell anyone. I'm not going to say a word about your problem to anyone so you better not tell anyone you saw me like this!”

 

“You know I won't Panny,” great time for him to use my childhood nickname.

 

I begin to slide my robe off but stop before he can see anything important. “Did you know that your sister keeps telling me that I should pose for playboy? She said that it would pay for college” I laugh nervously. I stalling, I'm also breathing really fast.

 

“Pan, it's just me, Trunks. You don't have to do this if you don't want too.”

 

I shut my eyes and drop the robe.

 

“You can keep your eyes closed if you want Pan. Do you have any idea how beautiful you are? Turn around, God Pan that's defiantly your best asset!”

 

My face looks like a three alarm fire as I stand as still and let him look at me. I need to relax myself. His words are helping. I know how many beautiful women he's been with, it nice to know that he finds me attractive.

 

A few minutes later I hear him lie down on the couch and then tell me he's ready. I take one last deep breath, turn, and drop to sit on the floor and open my eyes. There it is.

 

I'm not looking at his face but I can tell that he's nervous. He's waiting for my verdict. “You're about the same size as Jonathan, you have nothing to worry about.” He nods and I become shy again. Jumping up I wrap myself in my robe and run back to the bedroom to secure it. Coming back out I get ready to handle the next problem, getting ride of his erection. There's a part of me that want to tell him to go home and worry about it himself, but I'm his friend so I make a better suggestion. “Ice?” He makes a horrible face.

 

“Can I… I mean would you mind if… Can I just take care of it right here?”

 

Why not? “Go ahead, I'll be in the bed room. Ah, use a zippy bag.” Again, I run into my room. I quickly pulled on my close before I crashed on my bed, burying my face in the pillows, trying not to think about the fact that one of my guy friends is jacking off in another room. This night just keeps getting better and better.

 

When he calls me back in, we sit and talk for a few minutes. I was still embarrassed, but he seemed very happy. “Don't think of it as me seeing you in your underwear, think of it as me seeing you in your bathing suite.” That makes me feel a little better. “Thanks for doing this, you're a true friend.”

 

“Anything for you.”

 

“You know, that girl is a real bitch!”

 

Finally he gets it.

 

 

 

@@Author's Note@@

 

This story works a little better if you think of it as an AU, but you don't have too. Also some of you might think that Trunks is a OOC, but a guy friend once told me that most guys have some doubt about their size (Justified or not) at some point in their life. This really happened to me and the guy friend that was involved acted very OOC, so I can see Trunks being the same way.

 

Tell me what you think.

 

 

 

SolarHalo

 

Ps. Has this ever happened to anyone else?