Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Catch of the Day ❯ Chapter 3

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

CATCH OF THE DAY: Chapter Three

Disclaimer: I don't own anyone except for the triplets.
WARNING: THIS IS A YAOI FIC, MEANING THERE IS A SEXUAL RELATIOSHIP BETWEEN TWO MEN!!!!
Dedication: This chapter is dedicated to Larania for her help. It's also dedicated to Ran, Tay, Sab, Veg, JJ, and anyone else who was in the chat room while the jerk was there.
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Goten was in a mild state of shock as Gohan released his hair and knelt beside Vegeta. His shock quickly became blazing rage as his brother mounted the small Saiyan.
//You...you bastard, that's my mate!// Goten thought, fighting the sudden urge to kill Gohan. He sat there, watching as his brother took advantage of the man he had had a crush on ever since he hit puberty.
He whimpered, lying down in the grass and squeezing his eyes shut as he tried to control his murderous instincts. He started to get up when Gohan finished, but sank back to the ground as Trunks's energy signature suddenly came very close.
Trunks landed and kicked Gohan away from Vegeta. Then he picked him up and flew away. Goten slowly got to his feet, glaring at his father and brother. Both of them had been hurt pretty badly in the fight and had passed out after their later activities.
Now that he had had sex, he wasn't suffering from the effects of Vegeta's scent anymore. His mind was clear, leaving him feeling sick and disgusted. They had fought over Vegeta like dogs over a piece of meat. He wanted to grovel before him and beg for forgiveness.
He shut his eyes, shuddering as his mind conjured up the image of Vegeta panting and moaning beneath him, his cheeks flushed with pleasure. A sick little fantasy that had now become a memory.
//How am I ever going to face him?// Goten thought miserably. //And then there's Trunks. What am I going to say to him? "Hey, Trunks, I know you've had a crush on me for several years now, but it's always been my greatest fantasy to fuck your dad. And, well, now that I've actually done it, I really want to do it again.//
He sniffled a little, then went to put his swimming suit back on. He turned when he heard a low groan, and watched as his father struggled into a sitting position.
"Ugh," Goku groaned, rubbing his head. "What happened?"
"Oh, Kami, no," another voice moaned as Gohan got up. "I can't believe I did that."
"Oh, no," Goku whispered, his face draining of all color. He swallowed hard. "Where's Vegeta? We have to find him, make sure he's okay."
"Trunks came and got him."
"We need to go to Capsule Corp. and check on him," Goku said, standing up and preparing to fly away.
"Dad!" Goten shouted. "Put some clothes on first."
"Oh, yeah," he said, looking embarrassed. Both he and Gohan grabbed their swimming suits and put them on.
...
Trunks froze in the middle of the living room, debating whether to take Vegeta to his room or the med lab. He glanced down at the man cradled in his arms. He seemed more out of it due to exhaustion than any injuries.
He gently put him into the bed and pulled the covers over him. There was biology information on Saiyans in the computer system. He'd run a few tests on Vegeta from in here, then look some stuff up.
...
Trunks had been reading everything he could find on pregnancy for male Saiyans for an hour when he heard a knock at the door. He went and opened the door, glaring when he saw all three of the Sons.
"Go away!" he snarled.
Goku swallowed. "Look, we just wanted to see how Vegeta is doing. Then we'll go."
Trunks gave a bitter, slightly hysterical laugh. "You want to know how he is? Well, I'll tell you. Because of you three, he's pregnant."
They stared at him in shock. "You've...you've got to be kidding. That isn't possible. He's a man," Gohan said, his face pale.
"Yeah, a Saiyan man. He's not human. I looked up some info. Saiyan males can get pregnant when they're in heat."
"Who...who's the father?" Goten asked a strange look in his eyes.
"All of you. He's carrying triplets," Trunks said bluntly.
Gohan's eyes seemed to bug out before they rolled up into the back of his head as he passed out cold. Goku managed to catch him before he could fall.
"We need to see him, Trunks," Goku said.
"No. He's asleep right now. If he decides he wants to see any of you when he wakes up, I'll let you know," Trunks said, then he slammed the door in their faces.
Goten stared blankly at the door, whimpering softly.
"Come on, Goten, lets go home," Goku said, hoisting Gohan up on to his shoulder.
"No," Goten murmured. "I...I need some time alone to think."
"Okay, son," Goku said, looking longingly at the balcony of Vegeta's room. He launched himself into the air and flew towards home, wondering how he was going to tell Chi-Chi that he was in love with Vegeta and had gotten him pregnant.
Goten watched them go, then looked up at Vegeta's balcony. He slowly flew up into the air and went through the sliding glass doors and into Vegeta's room. The Saiyan prince was curled up like a small child under the heavy blankets.
Goten crawled up onto the bed, breathing heavily. He lightly stroked Vegeta's cheek, then took a deep breath and forced himself to curl up at the foot of the bed.
...
Goten sat at the foot of the bed, slurping from a bottle of chocolate syrup. He was surprised that he had actually managed to go to the kitchen and get it without Trunks noticing and getting mad at him.
"I know something more interesting to do with that," a voice purred softly.
Goten turned his head to see Vegeta out from under the covers and on his hands and knees. His tail was slowly swaying and there was a predatory light in his eyes. He crawled gracefully over to Goten and took the bottle of syrup from him.
"Take off your clothes, Goten," he purred, pouring out some of the chocolate onto his hand. Goten swallowed and slowly stood up, slowly pulling off his swimming trunks.
"Good boy. Now lay down here."
Goten did as he was told, staring at Vegeta in shock. //I can't believe this is happening,// he thought. //He isn't mad at me and he actually wants me.//
Vegeta gently pulled his legs apart and began rubbing the chocolate syrup over Goten's hard arousal. Goten moaned, arching his hips a little. //This can't be happening,// his mind repeated over and over again as Vegeta coated his thick shaft.
He cried out loudly as the wicked little creature between his legs finished what he was doing and began to slowly lick the sticky, sweet substance off. He moaned as the searingly hot tongue lapped at him, sending waves of pleasure radiating through his body. Then Vegeta took his entire length into his mouth and sucked at it like it was a piece of candy.
"Oh, Vegeta!" Goten yelled, arching up and gripping the other man's hair. "Oh, yes!"
Then he whimpered as Vegeta took his mouth away. "I think you're wet enough now," Vegeta said, his voice still that sexy little purr. He straddled Goten's hips and impaled himself on him.
"Oh, Kami, yes!" Goten screamed, grabbing his hips and arching up against him like crazy. He thrust into the tight warmth, feeling so good he thought he was going to cry. Not only was it as incredible as last time, but Vegeta actually wanted it. Wanted him.
Vegeta leaned down to kiss him, tasting like a mixture of himself and chocolate, his tongue slipping into his mouth.
He moaned and writhed beneath the small prince, wanting it to never stop. He felt like he must have died and gone to heaven as he pistoned in and out of that tight heat. Pleasure like he was feeling just couldn't exist in the living world.
He cried out again, increasing his pace as he felt his body start to tighten into a climax. He jerked up against him one last time as he came, sobbing at the intensity of the pleasure he felt.
...
Goten woke up with a gasp, breathing heavily. He swallowed and glanced at Vegeta, who was still curled up under the blanket, looking distressingly vulnerable. He'd had dreams about Vegeta many times, but nothing that vivid, or downright kinky, before.
//And nothing that felt that good either,// he thought. Then he wrinkled his nose in disgust as he noticed how wet his swimming suit was.
He went to the bathroom to clean himself off, then found a pair of Vegeta's pants to put on. They were an extremely tight fit but better than nothing. He sighed and went back to the bed, once again curling up at the end. He sighed again and closed his eyes.
...
Vegeta slowly opened his eyes. He was still tired and his head hurt. //What the hell happened?// he wondered. Then he went deathly pale as it all came back to him. He checked for ki in the vain hope that it had all been a particularly vivid nightmare, then went even paler, whimpering slightly, as he felt not one but three extra energy signatures.
He blinked as he noticed a fourth, this one located at the foot of the bed. He sat up and glared at the young man sleeping there. //He looks like some sort of big kitten.//
"Heh, I guess I do," Goten said nervously, opening his eyes.
"Do what?" Vegeta asked in confusion.
"What you said, look like a big kitten."
"Oh, shit!" He did a quick check and, sure enough, noticed a partial bond with the boy. He dug a little deeper and found one to Goku as well.
//Well, that explains the headache,// he thought. A full bond could never be broken, but a partial one could be by forming a full bond with someone else. He would eventually have to bond fully with either Goku or Goten, or his mind would be ripped apart. //That might actually be preferable.//
"Ve-Vegeta?" Goten said hesitantly, slowly getting to his hands and knees.
"What is it, brat?!" Vegeta snapped.
"I...I'm so sorry," he whispered. "I didn't mean to. It just happened. I couldn't control myself. Please...please don't hate me."
Vegeta opened his mouth to say something nasty when he suddenly found himself with a lapful of sobbing teen-ager. He stared down at him, wondering what he was supposed to do.
He sighed and awkwardly patted him on the back. "I don't hate you," he muttered gruffly. "It wasn't your fault. Just stupid Saiyan biology. That's one the very few things I hate about my race."
Goten sniffed loudly and rubbed his head against Vegeta's chest. "So you're not mad? Even though we got you pr-"
"Don't say that right now!" Vegeta snapped, interrupting him. "I'm going to kill Kakarot and your brother. You're just a kid, but they should have had more control."
"Oh, so you're mad at them, but not me?" Goten said, relieved that the furry in Vegeta's eyes wasn't aimed at him.
Vegeta took a deep breath to calm himself down, then looked at Goten. "Get off of me, Koneko," he growled grumpily.
Goten grinned happily at the nickname and went back to the foot of the bed, curling up like the kitten Vegeta had just called him.