Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Homecoming ❯ Homecoming ( One-Shot )

Homecoming

A Bardock fic written for Naomi

Warnings….PWP, Incest, LEMON!!!!!

By Talon

Bardock stretched lazily as he fumbled for his key card. It had been a long sleep on the way back from purging Yazzit, but he was officially duty off for a month. He wasn't tired; on the contrary, he was full of energy, and practically itching for a little action. He smirked faintly as he scented the hallway for a clue as to who was home right now.

It was evening, and the lengthening shadows played across the walls as the immense Saiyjin reacquainted himself with the contents of the cooler in the kitchen area. Hn…someone had restocked it recently. That meant that at least one of his sons, maybe both were back from missions of their own. He filled a large beaker with sweet, slightly fermented fruit juice and savored the various flavors as he enjoyed his beverage. He studied the groceries, looking for some clue as to which of his offspring might be planet side, but could find no discernable evidence that pointed directly to either one.

He sighed, and closed the heavy door, the light extinguishing with a soft click. His mate had been killed in a mission shortly after giving birth to their youngest, but even so, he had had plethora of lovers on and off world even before her death. Yes he had loved her, but they simply weren't together very often; common for Saiyjin mates. What passed for fidelity in a Saiyjin marriage meant that she didn't get pregnant with another man's cubs, and he would sire no bastards on any of his lovers. Of course, since most of his lovers were male, that wasn't much of a problem with him….

He took his time, wandering through his family's residence, noting that the shower had been used recently. Good, that meant that whoever was home would be nice and clean. He smirked faintly, savoring the scent of the communal hair and body cleanser. It was such a clean, invigorating fragrance…faintly woodsy and minty….so familiar…comforting really.

There was no doubt…ONE of his brats was home, and Bardock was on the prowl.

He grinned intensely to himself…at this point he didn't care which of his brats happened to be home, they were both delicious…and skilled. He had seen to that, years ago. He paused, sniffing outside his sons' bedroom….his smirk widened as he heard the soft breathing of the Saiyjin warrior inside. He deliberately shut off his senses, suddenly wanting to be surprised at who the door opened on.

There was no sound as the well oiled handle turned in his hand, and his gaze fell on his slumbering eldest, his great mane drawn around him in a veritable blanket of onyx pelt. Radditz. At nineteen, he was massive, powerful, first class with elite potential, surprisingly adept both with ki and purely physical combat. His heavy mane of hair hung down past his knees and was a strong attraction to both sexes, and to his sire.

Bardock considered his offspring for a moment. He could smell the faint scent of sex on Radditz, nearly extinguished beneath the strong fragrance of the cleanser he had recently used. His eyebrows lifted in surprise…it seemed that his son had been on the giving end instead of the receiving end for a change. Bardock leered…that meant he would be ripe for a good fucking…and that was just what he needed. Besides…it was good for the boy to remember who the alpha in this family was. He may dish it out to his squad mates, and his younger brother, but when it came to pleasuring his father, Radditz was always uke. Period.

Bardock stalked over to the bed where Radditz lay, noting that his son was naked save for his luxurious mane. He stood over the bed, and raised his ki, briefly, sharply, then waited. He didn't have to wait long…Radditz's obsidian eyes flew open, and he was on his feet before his father in less than a heartbeat.

"Otousan," he greeted respectfully. "I trust your latest mission was successful?" He stood straight, ignoring his nudity, head held at a deferential level, his eyes still slightly sleep-clouded.

Bardock reached out a hand and ran his fingers through a hank of soft black pelt before answering. "Hai, Radditz. It was very successful. And I've had a long sleep on the way back to Vegeta-sei…I require some relief. That is, if you aren't too fatigued from your earlier exploits."

Bardock enjoyed the way his son's eyes widened as he took in his father's meaning. "No, Otousama…" Bardock noted the change in the honorific with satisfaction. "I am not too fatigued…never."

Bardock stood back, arms folded face impassive as his son knelt in front of him, respectfully, head bowed as he waited for his sire's signal to begin. Bardock smiled almost tenderly at the boy's submissive posture before reaching up and discarding his armor, tossing it into a corner carelessly. At that, Radditz stood, and slowly, grasping the brief bodysuit at the neck began to pull it down, carefully exposing his father's tawny skin to the evening air. Easily lifting one foot, Radditz removed first one boot, then the other, and finished removing his sire's body suit. Bare to the breeze now, save for the green tinged scouter that the man still wore, the man placed surprisingly gentle fingertips to his son's chin and tilted his face up to meet his eyes. Radditz met his father's eyes calmly, a hint of mischief sparking in his own as he noted the impressive erection already jutting out from its nest of ebony curls.

"What do you wish of me, Otousama," asked Radditz, his voice compliant.

Bardock caressed his son's hair softly, then said, "Hn…well I think I'll start with your mouth," he smirked, "and work my way down." And his tail smoothed a path over the muscled back of his offspring, twining firmly around his son's gently waving limb before releasing it and stroking well-sculpted buttocks.

There was no further discussion, as Radditz obidently engulfed his father's arousal with his hot, wet mouth, sucking expertly, knowing well how to please his sire. A deep throaty purr filled the small room as Bardock's hips began making tiny movements of their own accord, urging his member further down his son's accommodating throat. Radditz complied, easily taking his father's erection to the root, his nose nuzzled in the thick covering of coarse fur that adorned his father's groin.

The hot, sultry scent of musk began to perfume the air, the twin aromas of arousal weaving about each other, mingling in a delightful dance of sensuous odor.

Bardock growled. Damn…he had always thought that Kakkarott had been the more skilled of his brats at the oral aspect of sex, hell at age twelve, he could suck circles around every single one of Bardock's former lovers, and even his mate, but Radditz….Radditz was giving his now fifteen year old brother a run for his money. Bardock wondered absently if Radditz had been taking lessons from Kakkarott. Kami knew they ganged up on him in every other aspect of his life….he groaned sharply as a subtle twist of the tongue brought him closer to the edge than he would have though possible this early in the game. And then, that evil spawn of his began to purr. That tore it.

"Enough," growled Bardock, wresting himself away from his son and yanking him to his feet. He kissed him savagely, tasting himself faintly in the delicious depths of Radditz's mouth, hands fisting roughly in the boy's glorious mane, drawing him closer, deeper into the kiss. Bardock could feel his son's answering arousal rubbing delightfully against his own, the sensation of soft skin covering steel hardness stroking together, creating the sweetest friction as Radditz bent to his father's will.

Bardock snaked his long, thick tail around his son's waist, stroking softly at the cleft of his ass, then more insistently as Radditz moaned into his mouth. Bardock broke the kiss, and grinned down at his son. "Oh you like that, do you?"

Radditz gazed up through half lidded, lust hazed eyes. "Please Father…more?" Bardock picked his massive son up easily and threw him down onto the nearest bed, following close behind, covering his son's smooth body with his own battle scarred one, kissing him hard again, then nipping and biting his way down his neck to his chest where two honey colored nipples stood at attention, just begging to be nibbled. Bardock sampled them leisurely, then bit down hard, drawing blood and as he lapped it lazily, he felt his son's erection leap beneath him.

"Oh…hai…Tousan…ungh…." Radditz's disjointed moans were punctuated by writhing and squirming, a combination that Bardock found….rather stimulating. His tail wrapped around his son's leaking erection, pumping it briefly, then releasing it, smirking as Radditz nearly screamed in frustration.

"Patience Radditz," said Bardock softly.

"Ungh…but I need you now Tousan…please?" There was that sexy little wiggle again, and it was all Bardock could do to resist taking him right then and there.

"You will wait," said Bardock firmly. "You will wait until I am good and ready to give it to you. Do you understand me Radditz?"

"H..h…hai…Otousan," replied Radditz shakily.

"Yes what Radditz?"

"I…I understand."

"Good." And he returned his attentions to his son's nipples, nibbling and biting, then licking his way down the muscled abs, nipping occasionally, and pausing at the small indentation on his son's lower belly. Smirking, he stuck his tongue into the brat's navel, anticipating the sudden intake of breath and the wild thrust of his hips as he firmly held his uke's body still beneath him, twisting and rolling his slick organ into that slight notch as Radditz unsuccessfully tried to squirm beneath him.

Bardock heard his brat's whimpers, and knew he'd better get on with it. He was certain the boy wouldn't come before he was given permission, but he himself was another matter altogether. The simple fact of the matter was that none of his other lovers gave him the satisfaction that either of his sons did, and as anxious as he was to make the maned gaki wait, and suffer and squirm so prettily, he wanted him. Yesterday. Bardock removed his tortuous tongue and rose swiftly from the bed, ignoring his son's gasped protest at the sudden loss of contact.

He returned with a bottle of oil, lightly scented, giving off a hint of vanilla, a smidge of cinnamon…"Turn over," he commanded. The brat obeyed. Bardock poured a generous amount of oil into his palm and slowly, sensuously began to rub and massage his son's…tail. Beginning at the base, he little by little rubbed the oil into the soft pelt of that flexible and strong limb, purring as Radditz gasped and moaned beneath his touch. Only when every inch of that velvet furred appendage had been stroked and oiled (and Radditz reduced to a melted puddle of purring passion in the process) did he turn his attention to the puckered entrance of his son's backside.

He slowly slipped one finger inside, marveling again at the intense heat of his son's body. Radditz groaned as a second finger and more oil joined the first, pushing back on his father's hand. Smirking, Bardock grasped his son's oiled tail in his other hand and began stroking it, ruffling his fingers against the lie of the fur, knowing full well how the sensation of the oil increased the tactile pleasure of that most sensitive appendage. He added a third finger, wriggling his fingers, stretching carefully, even now preparing his son for what was to come.

Oh he knew the brat didn't really need the extra preparation, hell, he'd seen Kakkarott take his brother completely dry, and Radditz hadn't even blinked. But there was a certain satisfaction to Bardock as he prepared his son, something he could never quite put his finger on even now, so he shrugged and got on with it. Radditz was moaning and struggling to control himself…his hands fisting in the bed sheets. Bardock dropped his son's oiled tail, and reached forward and grabbed a handful of hair, pulling Radditz's head back. He removed his fingers, ignoring the protesting whine that escaped from his offspring's lips.

"Do you want this Radditz?" he asked softly, nuzzling his son's ear, and rubbing his member against the back of the brat's thigh.

Radditz groaned. "Hai Tousan…I want it. Please…." His voice trailed off.

"I'm going to give it to you Radditz…but I need to make sure you remember. What are the rules Radditz?"

Radditz closed his eyes. "Do what you say, when you say. Don't come without permission."

"Very good," smiled Bardock. And without any further warning, he thrust deeply into his progeny, wrenching a cry from the brat's throat as he set an almost brutal pace, not relinquishing his hold on the boy's hair.

Neither of them noticed the figure standing in the doorway, watching them with an amused look.

Kakkarott had just arrived home after a brief liaison with his commanding officer Torma. He swallowed again, still tasting the older man's seed in the back of his throat. Kakkarott firmly believed in the old Saiyjin adage of fucking your way to the top. Skills in battle and ki levels were all well and good, but it was better if the people responsible for your advancements through the ranks remembered you…vividly. And he was certain he had made an impression on the commander…his father had often praised his oral skills. The spiky haired Saiyjin watched his father fuck his elder brother senseless, groaning slightly as Radditz smacked his tail against their father's back, curling it tightly, urging their sire on, the oily slap of well lubricated fur on skin making him remember his own unsatisfied state. He sighed soundlessly. He always came when he serviced his father…but never when he was blowing someone else. He supposed that even now, he needed Tousan's permission for release during oral sex. He'd have to have a talk with him about that. He knew some of the officers he'd serviced would have liked to see him climax. He narrowed his eyes as he heard his father's quiet instructions to Radditz, obidently Radditz put his hands behind his back, chest and face pushing into the mattress with every thrust, the overly submissive posture of his elder brother arousing him to the point of pain. He kept silent, wanting to see how this little show played out.

He grinned…he wondered if Tousan was going to make Radditz come without touching him…that was always fun, and even though he had been on the receiving end of it many times himself, it was still a mystery as to how Bardock managed it. Ooh…Tousan had just hauled one of Radditz's legs up off the bed as he held him firmly by the hips in his strong grasp. Kakkarott closed his eyes in supplication…he knew, could almost feel it himself how that position caressed that spot inside of him with the slightest movement of their father's member. Radditz screamed, and got a sharp smack on the behind for it. He smiled. He wondered if big brother would do that again…and if Otousan would catch on. Radditz was a kinky fucker after all, and most Saiyjins got off on pain one way or another.

Much too soon for the silent watcher, Bardock roared, and the room was filled with the strong scent of his explosive climax as he drove his oldest offspring ever deeper into the mattress, Radditz's own unsatisfied state obvious to every Saiyjin nose in the room. Bardock pulled out seemingly indifferent to his son's whimpering. Kakkarott could hear his voice.

"Roll over brat."

Radditz obeyed, his impressive erection quivering and leaking under the light from the setting suns.

"Hands above your head." Again, soundless, submissive compliance.

"What do you want Radditz?"

Almost of its own accord the hand of the younger Saiyjin watching the proceedings slid down his body, stopping just short of his groin. Even though the orders being given weren't being given directly to him, he found he could not broach his sire's commands. And so he stood still, and watched.

"I want…I want…" A gasp as a rough hand traced a path up his thigh, stopping well clear of his arousal. "I want…to please you Otousama," he finally managed to gasp out.

"And so you have. You have pleased me well." Bardock paused, smirking at his panting son, erection twitching, his father's essence leaking from his used entrance, oiled tail writhing on the sheets making serpent like marks on the cloth, his entire tawny body flushed with the heat that comes from pure Saiyjin lust and sex. He removed his hand and stood up so that he was looking down on his son. "Open your eyes son," he said harshly. Instant obedience. "Good boy," purred Bardock, slowly running fingers through the tousled mane. Removing them, he stood back, folded his arms and said, "Radittsu, come for me…NOW."

Radditz arched off the bed, his member jerking hard as he came in great jets, groaning low in his throat as he finally collapsed, sticky and spent on the mattress.

Bardock bent low over his finally sated son, and kissed him deeply, murmuring soft praises to him. They both stopped abruptly, and looked over at the doorway. Knowing something of what was coming; Kakkarott straightened up and gave the two of them a cheery wave.

"Good stuff guys," he said grinning. Radditz glared at him, still gasping for breath, unable to berate his younger brother as he usually did. Bardock stood, and gestured for his youngest to approach him. Kakkarott obeyed, and when he was within grasping range, he reached out and grabbed a fistful of his son's unruly spikes and pulled him into a deep, slow, thorough kiss. When he released his son, he looked thoughtfully at him, licking his lips slightly.

"Torma?"

Kakkarott grinned. "Hai Otousan. He was….quick." The younger Saiyjin smirked. Bardock gazed at his youngest son thoughtfully. "Well, if he was quick, then you couldn't have had to work very hard."

"Nani?" asked Kakkarott confused.

"Strip."

Immediately, Kakkarott complied, and in a matter of seconds his aroused state was pointedly obvious to all in the room. His golden body was streamlined and slender, his musculature beginning to fill out, but at the moment, still retaining the slight gawkiness of his youth. His face was an unmarred mirror of his sires, their spiky hair identical down to the last onyx strand, thick dark brown tails indistinguishable from one and other.

"Your brother has just worked very hard to please me Kakkarott," said Bardock, slowly caressing his son's skin, tweaking amber nipples hard and smiling as his son sucked in a harsh breath. "I would like to reward him." And he kissed his youngest again, licking his way along his jaw and nibbling on one ear. He whispered. "You will please him…I will watch. What are the rules gaki?"

"Do as you say, when you say," panted Kakkarott, struggling to stay on his feet. Kami damn his father…he knew his weak spots too fucking well.

A sharp smack on his backside brought him back to the present. "What are the rules Kakkarott and do not make me repeat myself again."

"Do as you say, when you say. Do not come without permission," he replied hurriedly.

"Very good. And I add one more rule for this time. You will not allow Radditz to come until I have given my permission. Understood?"

"Hai Otousan," said Kakkarott.

Bardock folded his arms. "Then get on with it."

Kakkarott obeyed as he crossed the room to stand beside the bed where his older brother was lying, still breathing hard from his recent release. Grinning, he knelt beside the bed and murmured, "Hello niisan," and kissed him hard. Radditz responded, fisting a hand in his brother's shorter spiky hair as he tasted Kakkarott.

"Feh," he grimaced as he broke away. "You couldn't have at least brushed your teeth before you came in here? You taste like Torma. Why the fuck did you blow him?"

"Cause I was going on leave," purred Kakkarott, licking Radditz's chin. "And because he is my commanding officer and I wanted to give him something to remember me by." He kissed his brother again, but Radditz shoved him away.

"You taste nasty. Don't kiss me with that mouth."

Kakkarott smirked and ran his hands down his brother's chest and to his stomach where pools of rapidly cooling semen were scattered across the muscled torso. Tracing a lazy pattern through one, he brought up a double fingerful and meeting Radditz's eyes, sucked them clean. Then he leaned over Radditz again and licked his lips, asking for entrance. Warily Radditz admitted his questing tongue, and then closed his eyes as his brother ravaged his mouth utterly.

He groaned as Kakkarott drew away slowly, nipping slightly at his bruised lower lip. "Better niisan?" asked Kakkarott with a mischievous grin.

Radditz smirked. "Hai little brother, you tasted MUCH better that time…."

"Mmmmm…you ought to bottle that stuff Radditz, you'd make a fortune," smirked Kakkarott.

The younger Saiyjin climbed nimbly on top of his brother, stretching himself out along the length of him and whispered quietly into his ear, "Tousan wants a good show. If we give him one, maybe later he'll return the favor, ne?" and so saying, he licked his way down Radditz's neck.

Radditz clasped his brother's delectable ass with his large hands, and pulled him tightly to him, hips rolling against his groin slightly. "Hai," he replied quietly to his younger sibling. "What do you have in mind?"

Kakkarott's breath was hot in his ear. "He wants me to pleasure you niisan, let me have the reins, and we'll see how far he'll let us take this, ne?" He suckled at Radditz's neck, leaving small marks in his wake as his brother groaned.

"Okay, but I swear to Kami if you make me break one of the rules…" his voice trailed off as Kakkarott's hand found his oiled tail.

"Don't worry niichan," said the younger brother, a hint of amusement in his voice. "I'm not in a hurry for one of Otousama's creative punishments myself."

"You'll think whatever he does to you is child's play when I get through with you," threatened Radditz breathlessly as his little brother's tail traced a soft line up the inside of his thigh.

"You worry too much oniisan. Now shut up, and let me do what I do best." And he silenced his brother's retort by covering his mouth with his own.

Bardock had dragged a chair from the other side of the room, and settled himself down to watch his sons, his cock lolling carelessly in his hands as Kakkarott slowly and sensuously kissed his brother, his fingers sifting through that heavy mane, Radditz's hands cupping that scrumptious ass, kneading gently, fingers just barely tracing the base of his younger brother's tail. Kakkarott twitched his tail from side to side in a teasing attempt to avoid his brother's questing fingers. He sat up, straddling Radditz's hips as he appeared to consider his brother, smirking faintly. Bardock waited, his eye lids half closed in anticipation. Kakkarott never disappointed, thought Bardock.

True to his reputation, the younger Saiyjin began his quest at his brother's shoulders, licking, kissing, nipping and carefully tracing his way down first one arm, then up the other, while his limber tail twined itself around its oiled counterpart, causing Radditz to writhe desperately beneath his smaller brother. Kakkarott warned him once, pushing him back down into the mattress and telling him to hold still. Radditz complied, for all of about three seconds. He yelped as Kakkarott growled and belted him across the face with his fist.

"I said hold still damnit, and I meant it!"

Radditz snarled, blood leaking from a split on his lip. "You're getting too big for your britches shatei."

Kakkarott smirked. "I'm not wearing any britches ani, now shut up." He leaned forward and slowly licked the trickle of blood that welled from Radditz's lip, effectively silencing his protests.

Bardock slowly stroked his growing erection as he watched Kakkarott nuzzle his way down Radditz's body, licking him clean of the sticky evidence his prior orgasm had left. He tensed as he watched his youngest tease his older brother, dipping that wonderfully talented organ into the well of Radditz's navel; Radditz nearly throwing his younger brother off of him. He thought for a moment that Kakkarott was going to thump him again, but he didn't seem to notice as he continued his assault.

Radditz was fully erect again, and Kakkarott's own erection was leaking copiously, but he paid it no mind as he continued his oral trail down his brother's body, avoiding Radditsu's cock entirely. Bardock groaned softly as the younger brother nibbled, then sucked each of his toes, Radditz arching off the bed in ecstasy. Kakkarott eased his brother over onto his stomach, and Bardock blinked. He hadn't specified, but he didn't expect Kakkarott to fuck his brother, he expected even less for Radditz to allow it. He considered intervening, but experience had taught him to let his sons work these things out themselves. He smirked. If they did get into a fight, well that was almost as good as watching their show, AND as a bonus he got to punish them later.

Kakkarott grasped the base of his brother's tail and tugged it gently, encouraging Radditz up onto all fours. He insinuated himself between those massive thighs, his tail slowly waving, then caressing down that broad back as he pushed them further apart. Despite his earlier decision, Bardock was nearly ready to get to his feet when Kakkarott lowered his face to the cleft of his brother's ass and began to slowly lick his way down. Radditz moaned as that slick instrument of torture and delight found his so recently used entrance and began to tease it, clearing away the remains of his father's essence. His arms shook as Kakkarott eased his tongue inside of him and began to make him writhe in earnest.

"Fuck Kakkarott…I….uh….oh yesssss…."

"Shut up Radditz," said Kakkarott warningly, lifting his face from his target.

"The fuck…don't stop damnit."

"I said shut up, oniisan." And he punctuated his order with a smack on the upturned backside in front of him.

Radditz moaned, and Kakkarott smacked him again, leaving a handprint.

"Oh hai little brother," grinned Radditz over his shoulder. Kakkarott smirked back at him, and smacked him again, then ran his tongue over the red mark his palm had left. Unnoticed by the brother's, Bardock was fisting his cock harder as Kakkarott continued to alternately tongue his brother's entrance, and spank him, slowly turning Radditz's ass a bright, blazing red.

"Uhn, shatei…haiii…"

Smack. Groan. "Again."

Smack "Fuck yeah, again!"

Smack. Smack.

"You like that Radditz?" Kakkarott had given up any pretense of tonguing his brother's asshole, and had knelt upright and was spanking him unreservedly.

"Oh fuck yeah," panted Radditz. "Harder damnit, harder!"

Kakkarott complied, and Bardock nearly came right then and there. Both brother's scented the spike in his arousal, and shifted tactics.

"You stay put oniisan," purred Kakkarott. "Don't you move that pretty red ass of yours." And he lay back, and scooted himself beneath his brother so that with a slight tug downwards on Radditz's lower back, he had engulfed the entire rigid shaft in his hot moist mouth.

The picture they made together was thoroughly erotic. Radditz leaned his body down over his brother's face, giving the appearance that he was fucking Kakkarott's mouth, that glorious mane framing the both of them in thick strands of pure midnight. Bardock growled as his hand sped up jerking his own arousal furiously as he gazed at the two bishonen putting out for him.

Unseen by his father, Radditz was having a difficult time controlling himself as he plunged his hips in the smallest movements into his brother's gifted orifice. Between the spanking, and the tonguing, and now this… he tensed, and stopped all together as a shudder ran through him. Kakkarott must have felt it because instantly a hand closed around the base of his cock, and Radditz sighed in relief. He knew Kakkarott's hand couldn't be seen by Otousan, and he resumed his movements, hoping that Bardock would call an end to this exquisite torture soon.

His wish was granted as Bardock had nearly reached his limit as well.

"Kakkarott, let him come," he roared, his hand a blur on his own member.

The younger Saiyjin released his hand, and grasping the reddened cheeks of his elder brother began to suck him in earnest, putting sweet, painful friction on Radditz's ruddy skin. Radditz howled and came seconds later, thrusting forcefully into his younger brother's mouth as Kakkarott somewhat sloppily drank him down.

Radditz managed to pull himself off of Kakkarott before he collapsed on the bed, twisting around to plant a kiss firmly on the younger boy's mouth. Kakkarott returned the kiss fervently, tongue dipping into his niisan's mouth, until he was stopped by Bardock.

"Radittsu, over there," and he pointed to the chair he had recently occupied. Radditz obeyed immediately, stumbling slightly as he lurched over to the chair.

Kakkarott lay on the bed, whimpering slightly as he gazed at his father.

"Please Otousama…." he said breathlessly.

"Please what son?"

"Let me satisfy you…please…" whimpered Kakkarott.

Bardock traced the line of his younger son's jaw. "Hai, I believe I will," he said quietly. "Once I have come, you need not wait for my spoken permission. You may consider my release as consent for you to climax, ne?"

"Hai, Tousan," whispered Kakkarott, wondering what exactly his father had in mind. Bardock grinned. "Since you seem to like this position so very much, I see no reason to make you move." And he settled himself on top of his son, sliding slightly to the side, so that his mouth engulfed his son's erection and vice versa.

As eager as he was to finish Kakkarott took a moment to savor the heady taste of his father, mingled with the slightly sweet taste of his brother as he used his considerable talents to bring his father to a swift and shattering climax. Bardock let out a muffled groan around his cock as his father's essence spilled into his waiting mouth. His own climax followed mere seconds later.

The three Saiyjins lay and sat where they were for a while, recovering their strength, and voices. Slowly, a trio of deeply contented purrs began to vibrate through the room, punctuated by their still panting breaths. Kakkarott, as the youngest was the first to recover his wind.

"Well," he said grinning. "That was one hell of a homecoming."

Radditz groaned. "That's baaad little brother, really bad." Kakkarott snickered.

Bardock thought slightly dazedly as he lay beside his youngest son, He's got a point…I'll have to make sure we do this more often. He pushed himself upright.

"Is anyone else hungry?" Two growling stomachs surrounded by sated Saiyjin flesh followed him into the dark kitchen.

~~Owari~~