Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Goten's Sex Ed ❯ Trunks ( Chapter 3 )

If ya haven't noticed, I revised a bit in the last couple of chapters. Oh, and I don't know about the dubbed eps, but in the Japanese DBZ I've seen, Trunks (in my opinion) is a little pervert. If I'm making him too OCC...then gomen nasai! I'm sorry!

*sigh* When I proofread this chappie, it didn't quite come across as funny. Oh, well...

Hope you like. Kani out. =P

Goten's Sex Ed

Chapter 3: Trunks

I'm happy that Gohan loves me. Really happy.When he put his mouth on me, I...

I don't know how to explain it!! I'm six years old! I can barely read or write, let alone describe what we've been doing at night...going out to the clearing after Mom's asleep...sucking Gohan off and letting him do the same to me...

Gohan tastes good. He tastes better than the candy Kaasan buys me at the mall. He tastes like...like pizza! No! Not like that...I mean he tastes salty, but in a good way.

I just wish I could taste him more...

"Goten? Hello...Earth to Goten...!"

The black haired boy groaned, turning to face the older boy beside him. "What?" he snapped sullenly.

"Are you okay?" Trunks was frowning. "You don't look too good." He went on a hyperactive rant, for he'd drunk some of Bulma's coffee before his friend had come over. "Did you eat too much? Do you feel sick? Gonna throw up? Can I watch and see what colors come out? There was this kid in the fifth grade that got sick on the playground yesterday, and he threw up gree-"

"It's not funny!" Goten muttered, shoving his chair back. "I don't feel good. I'm not that hungry."

"Really?!" Blue eyes widened. "So can I eat the rest of the pizza?"

"Sure, go ahead." Barely noticing his best friend's thanks, Goten got up from the table and swiftly left the kitchen. He walked to the bathroom unhurriedly, needing time to think.

It was only until a few days ago that Goten had wanted to sleepover Trunks' house. Had wanted to, that is, until Gohan had sucked him off. Now, all the black haired boy wanted to do was watch his older brother.

Watch him and suck him off.

And that brought up another problem. Ever since Chi-Chi had dropped him off at Capsule Corp an hour earlier (she was too afraid of kidnappers to let him fly there alone, although Gohan had tried to remind her of the boy's fighting Saiyajin side), Goten couldn't stop thinking about Trunks. He kept wondering how soft the older boy's skin felt, how good his mouth could taste, and worst of all...how big his arousal could become.

But it's not right! Trunks-kun's my best friend! the half-Saiyajin kept reminding himself as he slowly climbed the stairs.

Still, thoughts of Trunks' body dominated Goten's mind as he reached the bathroom, and he figured that now would be the best time to get rid of his throbbing hard-on that had been tormenting him since he'd showered with Gohan that morning.

In the bathroom Goten locked the door behind him. After making double-sure that no one's ki was anywhere near him, the demi-Saiyajin unzipped his pants. He felt slightly nervous about jerking off alone-after all, he knew little about sex outside of what Gohan had showed him-but the instant his hands encircled his shaft, the young senshi forgot everything.

Goten shut his eyes and threw his head back, releasing a long moan.

****

Meanwhile in the kitchen, Trunks began to wonder what was taking his best friend so long. He tipped his head to one side and listened hard, but all he heard was a loud silence (A/N: lol, get it?). Apparently, Bulma and Vegeta were still in one of their 'training sessions' in the sound-proof gravity room.

Maybe he did throw up.

Finishing the last of his pizza, the eight year old picked up Goten's ki signature and followed it to the upstairs bathroom. As he reached the door, Trunks heard a prolonged groan from within, followed by an abrupt squeak and another groan. More puzzled than ever, the violet haired boy raised his fist to knock.

Inside, Goten was so in the heat of his orgasm that he didn't hear the knock. Nor did he hear his Trunks calling his name. But he did hear the lock being forced.

Which was the same time he released all over the bathroom floor.

Whoa!! This is so totally fucked up!! Trunks couldn't believe his eyes. "..." He opened and shut his mouth. "G...Goten?!"

"T-Trunks!" Frantically, the younger hybrid tried to cover himself up, forgetting to pull up his pants. "Wh-what are you doing in here?"

Vegeta's son found his voice. "I...was just wondering what was taking you so long, so I came up here, and..." He couldn't tear his eyes from Goten's body, particularly from the place between his legs. "What...w-were you doing, Goten?"

"I-I was..." For some strange reason, the black haired boy wanted to break down and cry.

Gohan...

"I was...jacking off."

"You were what?" Suddenly, Trunks burst out laughing.

"That's not funny, Trunks."

"I can't believe it! The innocent Goten is now just as big a pervert as me...! Yeah!" The older demi-Saiyajin collapsed, clutching his stomach as he continued laughing. Goten grit his teeth.

"I said that's not funny, Trunks!"

Realizing that his friend was about to cry, Trunks choked back a giggle. "Gomen," he panted as he stood. "I...just can't believe that you, of all people..." He shut the door absentmindedly, wishing he hadn't forced the lock as he glanced up. "Can you do it again?"

Goten was taken aback by the strange request. He blinked, and then shrugged. "I guess so."

Trunks watched goggle-eyed as the black haired boy started jacking off once more. He felt himself get hard, and undid his pants and stroked his own erection as Goten came again. Several minutes later, both boys orgasmed again-Goten's third time and Trunks' first.

"Who...taught you to do that?" the amethyst haired boy demanded when he caught his breath.

"Gohan did."

"Ne?"

Before he knew what he was doing, Goten found himself telling Trunks everything about his relationship with Gohan. The older hybrid listened closely.

"Did he...fuck you?" he asked when Goten had finished explaining.

The Son boy looked bewildered. "What's 'fuck'?"

Trunks face-faulted.

****

"You ready, Goten?" When the black haired hybrid nodded, his best friend flexed his fingers. "Okay..." Carefully, Trunks inserted his index finger in the younger boy's entrance.

"But I don't see why you have to stick your fingers up my butt." Goten winced as the violet haired boy pushed in deeper. "Ow!"

"Oh, be quiet." Trunks added a second digit, wrenching a moan from his friend. "I read about this in one of Master Roshi's porn mags. First you go like this..."

Goten let out a whimper as Trunks twisted his fingers and lightly rubbed the wet muscular walls around them.

"Then you go like this..."

He pressed in a third finger and began to stroke Goten's tight opening. The black haired boy yelped in pain at first, but swiftly discovered the pattern. He began to buck his hips rhythmically against Trunks' hand, all the while groaning half to himself, "Tr-Trunks...deeper...please go in more..." The boy felt himself harden, and from the sounds of Trunks' moaning, he knew his friend felt the same. His eyes shut tightly as the older boy brushed his spot.

Seeing this reaction, Trunks mercilessly brushed it again. He kept on until, with earsplitting cries, they both shot all over the bedsheets.

"Oops." The lavender haired boy dropped beside Goten. "I guess I got too carried away..."

Goten grinned. "That's no big deal! I liked it!"

"And now I have to clean up the bathroom and my bed..." Trunks sighed. "It's like what Papa told me. Sex is hard work."

"Was that it?" Goten asked. "Was that...sex?"

"Hell, no!" Trunks shut his eyes. "That was just to show you what it felt like. The reason I asked if Gohan had fucked you was because if he had, you would have been his."

The black haired boy frowned. "What do you mean?"

"Papa told me that if you fuck someone, they belong to you, no matter what." Trunks smirked. "And since Gohan didn't do that to you, that means I have a chance of making you belong to me!"

"But we're friends!" Goten protested. "Are friends allowed to...do that?"

"Of course." Trunks threw his arms around the younger boy. "But brothers aren't allowed to. I think." His arm strayed to Goten's arousal. "Let's see if you have anything left..."

The black haired boy squirmed with pleasure as Trunks fingers worked their magic on him. "Mmm..." He buried himself in the purple haired boy's embrace. "I love you, Trunks..."

"I know. I love you, too." The older senshi changed positions, rolling Goten onto his back and straddling him. "And now I'll show you how much. Move your legs out, Goten-chan."

Goten obeyed, watching Trunks with anticipating interest. "What're you gonna do?" he asked.

Trunks mentally rolled his eyes before kissing his best friend again. "I already told you, I'm going to fuck you so that you'll be mine," he rasped as he positioned himself, his heartbeat quickening from desire. "I've never done this before...so hold on."

The two boys groaned-one in pleasure, one in pain, both in surprise-as Trunks eased himself into Goten's passage. He moved further along until he was buried to the hilt and stayed there for the longest time, familiarizing himself to the younger one's relaxed heat. Goten shut his eyes at the searing length within him, biting back the urge to cry. He had to admit it felt rather...satisfying, even more so than Gohan had...

Reopening sable eyes, he found himself staring into Trunks' cerulean ones. "What...happens now?" he asked softly, his voice sounding like a shout in the steaming silence (A/N: I just had to add that).

In response, Trunks pulled himself almost entirely out and pushed back in. Goten screamed at the mixed feelings of enjoyment and agony that coursed through him like a rabid pack of dogs. He bucked his hips high to meet Trunks thrusts as they increased.

For what seemed like forever, Trunks shoved in and out and Goten responded with arduous signs of his pleasure. But almost as soon as Goten thought he'd get a sore throat if he screamed another time, the purple haired boy slowed, and finally stopped.

With each demi-Saiyajin screaming the other's name loudly, Trunks sprayed his seed forcefully into his best friend, while Goten came all over himself. There was a pause before the older one sank beside the younger Son.

"Go...ten-kun..." Trunks sighed. "Aishiteru."

Goten threw his arms around him, kissing hard without hesitation. "I already told you that I did, too," he whispered as he pulled back. "Oyasumi nasai," Trunks-chan."

"Heh..." Trunks smirked as he closed his eyes, looking very much like his father. "Good night, Goten-chan."

As the two young lovers fell asleep in each other's arms, neither perceived Gohan's chi as he wafted outside Trunks' bedroom window. The black haired teenager was grinning evilly.

"Too bad you never remember to close the curtains, Trunks Briefs," he said, his voice chillingly soft. "Too bad for you both..."