Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Saiyajin Mating Habits ❯ The Dreams ( Chapter 1 )

Title: Saiyajin Mating Habits

summary: Trunks is going through puberty a bit earlier because of his Saiyajin side; a side which tells him to mate with another Saiyajin.... ;)

warning: male x male, shotacom (Trunks is 11 and Goten is 10)

disclaimers: not mine

note: Flaming me because it's shotacom will make me laugh XD

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It used to be that Trunks dreams consisted purely of naive images. Him winning in a spar with Vegeta, him carrying the title of World's Strongest, him surrounded by all his favourite foods, et cetera. Used to be that nightmares involving Majin Buu assaulted him. Now, the dreams were different. Much different. So different that they scared Trunks. He was too ashamed to tell anyone. Trunks was an intelligent boy and knew he could figure it out on his own.

It had started a few months ago. Trunks had finished an intense sparring session with Goten and had immediately went to bed only to wake up, drenched in sweat, and an odd feeling spreading through him like wildfire, consumming every inch of his body. Fires were ignited where he didn't think fires could ignite. To further his confusion, he had been erect. He had read upon sex during Family Life just weeks before the dream and knew all the slang terms and all the reasons behind his erection. But what sparked the erection was what had Trunks puzzled, embarrassed, frightened and disgusted with himself. He could remember it clearly even now...

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"Trunks?" Goten stared into his friends cornflower blue eyes, completely immobile underneath the lavendar hair boy. Trunks's was straddling the younger demi's narrow hips, knees using enough force to keep Goten from wriggling out from underneath him. Goten's deep murky brown oculates were wide and filled with an innocence that had Trunks's cock twitching in his gi pants. To know he would be taking that purity away. All he had to do was initiate the game. "Trunks, what is it?"

"We're going to play a game, Goten." Goten tilted his head to the side, staring up into his friend's face as that familiar visage slowly lowered until their noses were touching and violet locks were tickling his cheeks. Trunks inhaled the scent that was Goten; sweet and delicious. Almost like amaretto liquer and chocolate. Would he taste just as wonderful as his aroma?

"What kind of game?"

"You'll see." Trunks couldn't resist his bodies calling. Tongue flicked out and ran across Goten's pale cheek. Trunks's body shuddered at the assault on his senses that came from his action. His cock grew harder within the confines of his briefs. Those lips, so plump like marshmallows. Trunks swiped his tongue along those soft mounds of flesh. They tasted like honey. Those lips on his cock would be like heaven. "Have you ever been kissed, Goten?"

"N..No.." Goten's cheeks were starting to flush and his breathing was becoming more shallow. It was like music to Trunks ears. He wanted to hear Goten moan. That would be the most exquisite symphony, more beautiful then any sound any of the ancient composers could produce. Trunks gently pressed his lips to Goten's. The boy was so obedient as his mouth opened at the silent demand of the questing tongue sliding along his lower lip before delving inside that warm cavern.

Trunks explored every inch of Goten's mouth before tangling their tongues in an erotic duel of passion and power. Goten's submissiveness was a drug to Trunks. It was a liquid poison seeping through his viens and pooling into his groin. Heat radiated from their bodies. It was all Trunks could do to just go as slow as he could so as to not scare Goten with his lustful cravings of the smaller boy.

Nimble fingers that could destroy planets without a moments hesitation tentatively unwound the obi holding the garrish orange gi in place. Trunks smiled charmingly at the slitted-eyed and panting boy. So much and there had been nothing too passionate. "This won't hurt but you have to promise not to break free." Goten nodded, allowing Trunks to tie his arms above his head with the blue material. The orange folds of the gi were yanked to Goten's waist and the navy undershirt was pulled over Goten's head, landing somewhere on the ground. Goten's torso was sculpted with muscles but softened by the baby fat that hadnt been lost yet.

Rosy nipples were puckering from more than the wind that swept past them. Trunks latched onto one of the teats, nibbling it feriously until Goten was trembling beneath him, back arching completely on instinct. He rose a hand to the neglected nipple and pinched at it, rolling it between his fingers until he was as hard as pebble. "Do you like it Goten? How do you feel?" Trunks whispered, releasing his hold on the abused nipples and nearly spilling himself at the whimpers Goten were uttering. "Never felt anything like it before, have you?"

"No." Trunks knew the answer before Goten moaned it. Goten was ten. He was naive. He was innocent. He'd never thought about sex or anything to do with sex before in his life. Trunks didnt care if it wasnt normal to have the desires at their age, he just knew he wanted Goten. Trunks removed the remainder of Goten's clothes, completely baring him. Trunks greedily drank in the sight of friend naked, small cock growing in size as his desire became more rampant.

Trunks cupped his palm against Goten's penis, rubbing the length of it, the calluses providing a rough friction that had Goten mewling like a kitten. "Trunks, what, what are you doing?" Goten groaned, staring at Trunks. The expression on Goten's face was lovely. So much confusion. Why would his best friend touch him there in the secret places that the adults would talk of in hushed voices?

"What you want me to do." Trunks fondled the hairless balls. The tip of Goten's cock dripped clear liquid. He hadn't reached puberty like Trunks but in time the clear strands would become white. The pre-cum was like dew and Trunks licked at the drops. Goten bucked his hips, driving his cock inside of Trunks's mouth. Trunks couldn't deny his friend what his body was asking even if his mind was in a state of confusion. He sucked that cock for all he was worth, bobbing his head at an alarming rate. With his fingers he squeezed Goten's balls gently. Seconds later, Goten was a shuddering mess underneath him and he was swallowing the sweet essence of Goten.

"How was that Goten?"

"I dont understand."

"Of course not." Trunks quickly stripped himself, cock jutting proudly from the lavendar curls. "I'm going to take you, Chibi," Trunks said, using his pet name for Goten. He smeared his pre-cum along the length of his penis and sucked on his fingers to lather them with enough wetness to make Goten's perversion as unpainful as he could.

"Take me where?"

"You'll see, Chibi...." Trunks touched the puckered muscle, feeling it retract from his probing digit. He gently inserted his index finger inside the tight passage, groaning at how tight Goten was. Goten's eyes were sparkling with tears. "It'll feel so good Goten. Just relax your body." Goten obeyed and Trunks middle finger joined his index. He scissored the pair, widening the tiny entrance as best as he could. Finally, he felt Goten was ready and he guided his straining cock to Goten's orifice, sheating himself to the hilt with one fluid move. He wiped Goten's tears from his cheeks. "Just..hold..on," Trunks grunted, thrusting in and out slowly until he developed a rhythm.

He wrapped his hand around Goten's rehardening cock, wanking in time with his thrusts. Trunks closed his eyes, floating on his personal Cloud 9. He scraped the cluster of nerves, Goten's prostrate, with every single roll of his pelvis. Goten wasn't going to last much long. Suddenly, Goten climaxed and his inner walls clamped onto Trunks cock, taking him in further. Deep deeper deepest he was going until the inevitable climax took hold of him.

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And that was how it always was. The same dream. The dream that had Trunks waking with his hand around his engorged cock and masturbating until he was completely knackered and felt like his entire body would cave under the ache of wanting to fuck his best friend into oblivion to just sate his desires. But he couldnt. He couldnt hurt Goten like that. He wouldnt use him. Trunks knew that Goten was too young to go through that. Until the time when Goten was ready, Trunks would satisfy himself with jerk off sessions but he didnt know how much longer he could last...

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