Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Saiyan Men ❯ Don't Question me Woman!! ( Chapter 3 )

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

HEy!! Just a quick warning, there will be some shit in here that i know a lotta people wont like. So if you start reading and decide that its not your thing, then please leave. There shouldn't be any younglings here so I shouldn't have to worry about that, but please if you are under I strongly recommend that you don't continue on. Thanks!

Disclaimer: I think I forgot this on Chapter 2, but listen to me now! This is the last one of these I write!! I DONT OWN ANYTHING TO DO WITH DRAGONBALL Z, SO THAT GOES FOR THE WHOLE FIC!

Well On with chapter 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Chapter 3~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Goku laid there, his limbs tangled with those of Bulma and the Mighty Saiyan Prince, when he felt his sons Ki shoot up from panic and anger.

"SHIT!" Goku cursed. The others were asleep. A look of contentment on both faces. 'That should be me too' He though bitterly. Sighing, he got up and searched for his Gi only to find it shredded on the floor.

"Damn" He raced over to the wardrobe. All that was contained in there were the spandex outfits that Vegeta constantly wore. He grumbled something incoherent and snatched one out, putting it on while thinking

'Anything's better than turning up stark naked!'

Once dressed, Goku focused on his sons Ki signature. He pressed his hands to his forehead and disappeared from sight, travelling faster than the speed of light.


~~~~~~~~~~~~~Son Residence**

"Gohan, Chi-Chi!" Goku yelled at his reappeared, now in the kitchen of his house in the woods.

Gohan looked up from where his mother lay. Hate riddled his boyish face and innocent eyes.
Gohan stopped to sniff the air, a surprisingly pleasant scent invaded his nostrils causing him to relax against his own will. Fighting it he spoke to his father.

"Stay away, don't you think you've done enough!" Gohan's eyes blazed red as his spoke none to softly to his traitor of a father.

"Gohan... I'm sorry! Please, let me help!" He pleaded with his son as he edged forward.

As Goku advanced on them, the smell became almost overbearing. Gohan found himself wanting to be near it, to taste it, for he himself to smell like that. Never before had he smelt something so... tempting.

"STOP!" He ordered once he regained his himself, through clenched teeth he spoke. "Don't come any closer!" He felt himself letting his temper slip, and was unaware he was powering up further.

"G..Gohan... Please!" Goku reached a hand out to his son, only for it to be swatted away again.

"DON'T TOUCH ME! How could you do that!?" Gohan raged.

"Son, I don't know what you mean" Goku scratched the back of his head. He didn't think Gohan would know anything about the 'Birds and Bees' at his youthful age.

"WHAT?! Do you think I'm stupid! I know exactly what you were doing with those two! I can smell it! No, even before that, I could sense it!" Gohan stood, silently challenging his father.

"Well aren't you going to say something? No, I didn't think so! No one of your brain capacity would be able to think up a decent excuse in such a short amount of time!" Gohan didn't give Goku a chance to respond to his previous accusation.

It was Goku's turn to get angry. "Gohan" He said in his most stern voice. "I don't think, even under the current circumstances, you should insult my intellect. I am your father, you should respect me"

"Fuck respect! Where was respect when you cheated on your wife, my mother! Where was your respect when you showed up here, thinking everything was ok?" Gohan's Ki had raised dangerously high, almost to his maximum.

"Gohan! Do.." Goku couldn't finish because a fist come in contact with his jaw, sending him flying through the wall. Before he had time to retaliate another fist slammed into his cheek. Goku powered up to SSj and grabbed his son around the waist, holding his arms in place so he couldn't move.

"Gohan, I will NOT fight you!" Goku said in the calmest voice he could muster up.

All Gohan could think was that he didn't like being so close to that scent. He could feel it taking over his mind making him go limp in his fathers strong arms. Slowly he looked up into his fathers eyes. Goku didn't look like that father he had always looked up to anymore. There was something different about him, something almost...attractive. Gohan reached his arms around Goku as if to give him a hug.

"See Gohan, we don't have to fight! I told hmph!" Goku was cut of by Gohan's lips crushing against his. He tried to pull away, but his sons hold was too much. He couldn't move.

Gohan pulled away and looked at his father again.

"G...Gohan...Um...Why did you do that?" Goku questioned, unsure of the look he was receiving from his son.

Gohan loosened his grip on Goku, in in turn did the same.

Goku looked into Gohan's eyes, they seemed different. He thought to himself. He wondered why they seemed familiar too. Where had he seen that look before?
He was snapped out of his thinking by a soft hand caressing his red and swollen cheek.

"I'm sorry, I didn't' mean to hurt you." Gohan stated.

"Its ok, I guess I kinda deserved it" Goku chuckled, momentarily forgetting his sons recent strange behaviour.

"No. If you hadn't done what you had, I would never have realised what I was missing out on." Gohan continued stroking his fathers injured cheek.

"Missing out on? What do you mean Gohan?"

"This" Gohan levitated off the ground until he was the same height as his father, then lent in and tenderly kissed his father on the lips.

Goku just looked at his son in bewilderment. He couldn't believe that his own son had just kissed him, AGAIN!

"Gohan...I don' think you should be doing that. Its not right, you my..." He was cut off.

"So? Why should it matter? You and Vegeta are the last of our race, excluding me that is. If its not you, then its him." Gohan stated to his father.

"You... want me? Like to...to..." Goku stammered.

"Yes!!" Gohan kissed Goku again, this time running his tongue along his fathers sweet lips, seeking entrance. Goku gasped at his sons sudden movements, allowing Gohan enough time to sweep his tongue into the warmth. Goku didn't respond for a few seconds as Gohan's tongue gently massaged his own.

Goku couldn't believe how sweet his son was. Way tastier than that of Bulma or Vegeta, he couldn't help himself, he wanted more! Goku finally kissed back, earning a slight moan from this more than eager son.

Gohan marvelled in the taste. It wasn't all his father he knew, it was Vegeta and Bulma too. He wanted more. As Goku accepted him, he snaked his arms around his father and pulled him in closer so now their bodies were flush against each other, also deepening the fiery kiss.

Goku felt himself loosing control, lust taking over. The throbbing need between his legs was being suffocated by the extra snug fitting spandex.

Gohan felt his fathers hardness and had an urge to pleasure him. He took a hold of the navy blue spandex coating Goku's body, when he had identified earlier as Vegeta's, and ripped it in two. Goku was now fully exposed. Gohan broke the kiss and looked down at his prize. Although he was inexperienced he knew exactly what he would do. He was boy, and he knew how to pleasure himself, so really it couldn't be that hard.

He began stroking it, noting his fathers eager moans. He lent down and kissed the tip, tasting the warm pre-cum being emitted from the slit. He tasted sooo good! Better then his mothers cooking!

Gohan flicked his tongue around the engorged member before taking in his length slowly, deep throating him.

Goku stifled a cry as he felt the warmth consume every coherent thought in his head.

Gohan dropped to his knees and Goku tangled his hands in his sons hair, urging him to take him deeper. Goku felt his knees buckle a moment before he landed on the ground. Gohan never once lost control.

Gohan moved back and his fathers member left the warmth of his mouth. Gohan looked at it a second before lightly nipping with his sharp teeth. Goku yelled out at his latest ministrations, loving the electric feeling it sent up his body. He arched towards the warmth, wanting more. Gohan took him in again, slowly pumping him with one hand at the same time. The other hand took a hold of a firm cheek at Goku's rear and began roughly kneading hot toned flesh. Gohan found the entrance he sought and plunged a finger in. Goku gasped.

Gohan continued bobbing his head in time with his hands while he entered another finger, slowly stretching the tight passage.

Intense please invaded every crevice of Goku's mind. Once again though, he felt a cold rush of air on his saliva dipped member, feeling dejected he opened up his eyes for the first time since the kiss. Gohan stared at him, a glitter in his eyes. Feeling slightly confused he stared back trying to figure out that look he kept receiving. Then Gohan's hands were on him again, and is a flash he was tossed onto this stomach with hands on his hips urging them up. Goku now laid on his elbows and knees. Seconds later out of the corner of his eyes, he say Gohan's purple Gi get tossed aside. Goku gasped again as he felt a hardness prodding at his virgin entrance, he tried to lean back onto it but Gohan wouldn't let him. He was in charge, the dominate male. Goku whimpered a bit, hating the face he was forced to wait, then he felt his son begin to plunge into him.

Gohan pushed in a bit, relishing the tightness, before in one quick thrust made Goku scream taking in his full length.

Goku couldn't believe the pain, yet somehow pleasure managed to lace itself through it. He sucked in a quick breath as he felt Gohan pull out again a bit, before driving himself in again. Hands began to explore his bare back, stopping to massage tense muscles, before making their was to his washboard stomach, where fingers traced the intricate patterns of hard muscles.

Fingers moved to play with the sack underneath the raised, aroused manhood, while more wrapped around the base and began pumping.

Goku rocked in time to the pumping of his member and the thrusting into his arse, which had now become accustomed to the length inside of it. Never before had he felt something so intense. The sounds of groans and slick skin slapping together filled the area.
Goku felt himself coming close to completion as Gohan slammed into him at an eye deceiving pace. Goku couldn't hold back any longer as he roared out his release spilling onto the hand that pleasured him. Seconds later he felt the warmth of his son erupt within him along with a roar of pleasure before he fell to the ground with the weight of Gohan on him.


~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Capsule Corp.**

Vegeta awoke to see Kakarot disappear from sight dressed in one of HIS outfits.

"Fuck you Kakarot, bastard" He said aloud, loud enough to wake the sleeping Bulma.

"Who's a bastard this time Vegeta?" She asked sleepily, running her fingertips along his tense back, which was facing her. She felt him shudder, that brought a smirk to her face.

"Who else" He replied sarcastically.

"Whatever" She sighed and snuggled into his back, wishing that he would pick her up and put her on the soft cosy bed only inches from them. She began placing butterfly kisses on his neck. His responded by visibly tensing up.

"What's the matter Vegeta? Oh, where'd Goku go? Is something wrong?" She asked, trying not to sound like she was too concerned. She knew how he hated pity.

"Hmm.. Kakarot's brat has powered up, he must be angry about something" Vegeta let out a slight grumble which if translated was his version of laughing.

"Oh...You...You think he knows?" Bulma stammered.

"Yeah, he knows alright, and he told that harpy too!" Vegeta was almost ecstatic that he had taken part in causing this much grief to the Son family.

"Oh you mean Chi-Chi?"

"Hn yeah that wench" He smirked.

"Vegeta, I know your not telling me the whole story!" Bulma wanted to know more.

"AND why the fuck should I tell you? You should be fucken grateful I told you that much, bitch"

"FUCK YOU VEGETA!" Bulma screamed, enraged.

"Actually fuck you woman" Vegeta sprang from his position and pinner her underneath him. "I should just fuck a whore like you right here and now" He smirked inched from her face, allowing his half aroused member to rub against her woman hood.

Bulma was about to kiss him when his face twisted into an expression she had never seen on his face before and he jumped to a standing position.

"Vegeta? Vegeta! Tell me!! What is happening?" She figured it must be bad if it was effecting him this much.

"Personally, I don't think you want to know" The first sincere thing she had ever come out of his mouth before.

"Yes I do! Tell me know!"

"Fine" he replied, which left her mildly stunned. She wasn't expecting him to give in that easily.

"You want to know is happening? Kakarot is getting fuck by his own son" Vegeta said calmly before heading towards the bathroom for a shower.

"W...What?! How can you tell...something like that?" Bulma was ALMOST speechless.

"Don't question me woman! Don't believe it if you don't want to, but its happening right now wether you like it or not. Now get up off you arse and get over here"

"Holy shit! But that's soo... Fucked up! Goku must really be some horny muther fucker!" Bulma exclaimed while getting up and striding towards the bathroom to join Vegeta in the shower.

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