Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ All Tied Up ❯ Part One ( Chapter 1 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Warning:This story contains graphic sex between a seventeen and a twenty-one year old.

Series:Dragonball Z

Pairings:Gohan and Piccolo

Is there a plot in this lemon? Yes, there is. I would never write something that didn't have a plot.

Summary:Piccolo is playing Spin the Bottle Truth or Dare and is dared by Krillin to go naked into public and hit on someone. When his attempt fails and he winds up getting captured by the person, it is up to Gohan to overcome all obstacles and get his mentor back. Contains: Lemon challenge, humor, slight bondage, yaoi, GohanxPiccolo

This story was an answer to a challenge that I came across. The link on ff.net was http://www.fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=594062That was the original challenge page. It is no longer there.

The Challenge:

1) Use the title, All Tied Up

2) Has to be lemon (yuri/yaoi is just fine! :P)

3) All characters have to be in character as much as possible

4) No cuffs/ropes allowed (be creative)

5) All combinations allowed (preferably no incest, but if you follow the rules carefully you stand an even chance)

6) The ages of the `sex-having' characters must be 16+

7) Use at least one or more of the following things
- peanut butter
- feather duster
- duck tape

All Tied Up

(Section 1)

Written by Nevyn: email address nevynslash@lycos.com

"Piccolo, I dare you to go out nude in public. In fact, I bet you that you are too chicken to do it."

Piccolo looked at the bald human as if he had grown a second head. "Go nude in public? What is this nonsense? I thought you said that you weren't going to make me do anything worse than eating peanut butter. In fact, your words were, 'Come on Piccolo. It will be fun! I promise that you won't have to do anything too extreme. Except eat peanut butter. But that shouldn't be a problem, right?' Now, you want me to go out in public nude? I refuse." Piccolo crossed his arms and scowled at him as fiercely as he could. The look was ruined though by the smear of peanut butter on his nose that Gohan put there when Piccolo was dared to eat a jar of the stuff. He hadn't eaten two spoonfuls before Goku snatched away the jar and ate the rest.

Gohan laughed at the way his mentor was acting. "Come on Piccolo. You said that you would play truth or dare with us. It's not our fault that you choose dare both times that the bottle landed on you."

Piccolo turned his glare to include Gohan and the bottle that was still pointing at him from the middle of the group. "The bottle is rigged."

Yamcha grinned. "You're just a poor sport. Be glad that we aren't using the bottle to play 'spin the bottle.' Then you'd really be in trouble."

Piccolo's green cheeks turned a light shade of purple as he glared at bottle, causing it to blow up with his eyebeams. "There, no more bottle. Game over." Everyone ducked as the pieces of glass flew at them from all directions and embedded themselves in the trees nearby.

Vejita looked aggravated. "Listen Namek. I am upset over this game as well, but I haven't obliterated anything, yet. If you're going to have an attitude and be a wuss about it, then you can just leave."

Piccolo glowered at the Saiya-jin prince, who glared right back at him. "I'm not a wuss."

"Could've fooled me," Vejita coolly replied.

Piccolo regarded all of the ones around him briefly. The bald, short human, Krillin, was the one that had issued the challenge to him in the first place. It was Krillin's fault that Piccolo now had to decide on what course of action to take. The one sitting next to Krillin was Yamcha on his right, his long hair framing his amused face. Next to Yamcha was Tien, with all three eyes looking at him. Chou-Su was peering at him from his perch on Tien's shoulder. He was trying hard not to laugh, covering his small white face with his hands. Beside them sat Vejita. He was sitting apart from the group, a scowl on his face. Goku was sitting next to Vejita, smiling reassuringly at Piccolo, and trying to ignore the tail that was crawling up his leg. Finally, there was Gohan sitting next to him, looking at his mentor with trusting and proud eyes.

Piccolo sighed, and prepared himself for the argument he would have to face after he informed the others of his refusal. Just then, Chichi, Juuhachi, and Bulma approached them. They had been drawn by the commotion caused by the bottle breaking; in the clearing, they discovered the other Z warriors sitting around a scowling Namek-jin.

Chichi took in Piccolo's scowling face and all the others trying not to laugh, and brushed her dark hair away from her eyes as she addressed them. "What is going on over here?" she asked.

Bulma smirked. "Isn't it obvious? They want Piccolo to do something that he doesn't want to do."

Piccolo glared at the blue haired woman. "They want me to go out naked in public."

The blonde haired cyborg crossed her arms and looked at him intently. "Please tell me that you aren't afraid of a little public exposure."

"Unless of course, you have something to hide," Chichi put in.

Piccolo's face flushed. "No. I simply refuse to-"

"Nope, can't refuse." Goku laughed. "If you want to refuse, you have to do it at the beginning of the dare or not at all."

Piccolo couldn't believe what he was hearing. They were all against him. With a growl, he began to push himself up, getting ready to leave. Suddenly, the women tackled him to the ground after Bulma issued an unspoken command. Piccolo tried desperately to push them off as Bulma, Chichi and the android started to undress him.

The men looked on in amusement, watching the display that the three women were making. The whole scene looked… weird. Piccolo was beneath it all, struggling, bouncing up and down, with the women on top. All in all, the scene looked very suggestive.

Deciding that this was going nowhere rapidly, all but Vejita decided to help. Vejita sat away from all the commotion, watching the scene with amusement. The men got organized and held down Piccolo's limbs as the women quickly tore the clothes free.

As soon as Piccolo was undressed, they all stepped away from the disgruntled man as he pushed himself to his feet. They all were looking at him in amazement and Piccolo didn't like it. "What? Have none of you ever seen a naked Namek before?" he asked, annoyed.

Chichi smirked. "No. It's not that. I just thought that Nameks were asexual."

Piccolo huffed. "We are. However, that doesn't mean that we can't produce our eggs through other means as well. And now, if you don't mind, I am going to get dressed."

Before the Namek-jin could focus on the technique of making clothes however, a strong hand gripped his arm. Piccolo glared at his capture and asked, "What do you want?"

Goku grinned at him as he gestured to all the others to join hands. "I am taking you into public now."

Piccolo was aghast. "What! You can't do that! I-"

His statement was cut off as Goku used his instant teleportation technique to plop them all right in the middle of Orange City during rush hour. Piccolo could feel his cheeks burn as he noticed all the looks that his nudity was getting.

Yamcha grinned at Piccolo and said, "Now that we are here, you have to stay like this for five minutes and walk around."

Piccolo growled at the spiky haired human. "Now you go too far."

"No he doesn't, Piccolo," Tien cut in. "A dare is a dare and you have to complete it."

"Oh, and you have to hit on someone." Everyone looked at Bulma with amusement. Well, all of them save for Piccolo who looked like he was about to kill her.

"You can't add things!" he complained.

"I didn't," replied Bulma defensively. "If you had ever played this game, you would know that making you do other things in the act of the dare is perfectly reasonable."

Yamcha leaned towards Tien, Chou-Su, and Krillin and asked them in a whisper, "What twisted version is Bulma playing?"

Krillin shrugged. "Don't know, but it sounds a lot more interesting than the original game."

Tien nodded. "Yeah. Who knew that you could add to the dare? Should we add something to it too?"

Yamcha shook his head. "No. Piccolo would blow a fuse."

They turned to look at Piccolo as he spoke. "Whom do you want me to hit on?" he asked in a grumpy voice.

Everyone decided to torture him and began to look at all the people in contemplation. Finally, Juuhachi turned to the others. "Why don't I randomly pick someone in the crowd coming this way. I'll have my eyes closed."

"That's a great idea!" exclaimed Chichi.

"Okay. Let's see." Juuhachi closed her eyes and spun in a circle as she raised her hand and randomly pointed to someone in the crowd.

Piccolo paled at the choice, feeling even more naked than before. Juuhachi opened her eyes when she heard snickers and looked in the direction she was pointing. With a smirk very similar to Vejita's, she crossed her arms and stepped back to stand with the others.

Piccolo could do nothing but stare at the choice as it slowly moved closer and closer to him. At last, Krillin pushed him forward. "Go on Piccolo. Give him some of your Namek charm."

"What are you afraid of Greenbean?" goaded Vejita.

Piccolo glared at him. "Someday Vejita, you are going to get yours." He turned his glare to include the rest of them. "All of you will."

Yamcha shook his head. "Yeah, yeah. Stop stalling."

"And make sure that it looks believable," called Bulma as Piccolo moved glumly off.

Almost everyone watched intently as Piccolo walked towards the man that Juuhachi had picked. Vejita and Juuhachi just looked bored with the whole situation.

As Piccolo walked, he tried to think of all the things he knew about hitting on people. He knew absolutely nothing about the subject. Never before had he seen anyone do so either. Not even Yamcha. It was pointless to even look to them for help on the matter. Juuhachi was already with Krillin. Vejita with Goku and Yamcha with Bulma. Chichi, Tien and Chou-Su didn't want anyone presently and Gohan was only 17 and wasn't interested in anyone that Piccolo was aware of.

Cursing his luck at getting picked for this, Piccolo walked up to the old bald guy wearing a purple turtle shell. Putting on his best smile, which resembled a grimace more than anything, Piccolo said, "Umm… Sir. What's a… umm… nice looking guy doing out here all by yourself?"

The old man didn't hear a thing Piccolo said for he was distracted by Piccolo's nude state. Piccolo glared at him and barked, "Answer me old man! I don't have all day!"

"Patience Piccolo. You don't have to yell. I can hear you just fine," Master Roshi said, looking Piccolo up and down.

Piccolo felt uneasy already with all the looks that he was getting from the general public and now this man was checking him out. He strongly wanted to just disappear.

"My, my. Don't you look fine," muttered Master Roshi to himself, but loud enough for Piccolo's sensitive hearing to hear.

"I thought you were only interested in girls?" grumbled Piccolo.

Master Roshi resumed his staring as he answered. "Nah. You all just thought that."

Piccolo raised an eye ridge at that thought. "Then why do you never look at male pictures? Only females? And why do you never drool… over…" Piccolo trailed off as he noticed the trail of drool coming out of Roshi's mouth.

Master Roshi grinned toothy at him. "Well, you don't think I'd let too many people know that, do you?" He quickly looked around and then pulled a roll of duct tape from inside the shell on his back. Faster than Piccolo thought he could move, Roshi approached him and began to wrap the duct tape around him.

Piccolo was too shocked to do anything until his arms were wrapped up. "What are you doing?" he cried.

Master Roshi didn't look up as he continued to wrap Piccolo up in the tough material. "Just wrapping you up so I can take you home with me. I can't wait to see what you've got."

Piccolo smirked as he began to raise his ki level. "These bonds won't hold for long."

Master Roshi finished what he was doing and smirked slyly at the Namek. "Sure they will. I designed them myself for an occasion such as this. Nothing can take that tape off other than a special solution that I discovered. Now, you are coming home with me. In a moment, you will be my new sexy play thing." After saying this, Master Roshi picked up Piccolo with amazing strength and started to high tail it down the street.

*

Meanwhile the others were watching the exchange between the two and when Roshi started to wrap up Piccolo, they didn't know what to think.

Krillin rubbed his head and asked, "Why doesn't he get out of that?"

Gohan frowned as the others began to laugh at the scene of Roshi running off down the street with a protesting silver and green mummy. "I don't know, but it isn't funny."

"Course it is, brat," stated Vejita with a smirk. "Just look at them."

Gohan growled. "No one is going to take my mentor away - especially him!" Gohan scowled at the prince, and then frowned as Master Roshi turned a corner and disappeared with the tied up Namek-jin. The others couldn't help their barely suppressed amusement and broke out into laughter.

Gohan growled at them and with a snarl, he took off after the old man and swore to himself, "When I catch him, I'll yank out his white beard."

The others were laughing too hard and didn't notice Gohan's departure. As soon as he was off, Gohan wasted no time and immediately started thinking of ways to make the old hentai pay for taking off with his teacher.

Gohan was so deep in thought that he didn't notice the others calming down enough to watch him for a moment before linking hands once again and disappearing with Goku.

*

Piccolo was thinking of ways to disembowel the others for getting him into this mess, and ways to get free. He really didn't want to think of what was going to happen to him. He growled and tried to break the tape but found that it still resisted the strength of his arms and struggles.

Roshi cackled gleefully. "I'll have so much fun later. Why are you naked like this?" Roshi asked the green man that was held over his shoulder.

The Namek-jin snarled. "It was a damn dare!" he almost roared.

Roshi just laughed. "Well, I have to say that I like the dare," the old man replied as they reached the outskirts of Orange City.

*