Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Slow Ride ❯ Chapter 1

AN: This little scene hit me on the drive home from work today (4/20/06) as the song `Slow Ride' came on the radio. And of course, as you know, `slow ride, take it easy' repeats itself over and over in the chorus, and I pictured just that—a slow ride, between my favorite couple. Hope you all enjoy this little piece of porn.

 

 

Slow Ride

By: Chibi Hoshi

 

Vegeta pressed his head against his lover's entrance, teasing him further.

 

“Tell me what you want, Kakarott.”

 

Goku thrashed and bucked, his wrists cuffed to the headboard, blindfolded as Vegeta had tortured him for the past hour, licking and teasing him to the edge of insanity. His tail had been fluffed, oiled, stroked, licked, kissed, sucked and bitten. The entire rest of his body, except for his cock, had been given the same treatment, including his fingers, his toes, the backs of his knees, everything except his aching, trembling, dripping, needy cock, his balls and his entrance which had only just started to be touched by his lover's talented fingers. He had screamed in ecstasy when his entrance had first been probed, the sensations nearly overwhelming him after his lack. His entrance had been touched only once previously during the entire session, and that had been by his own tail. On discovering Goku was rubbing against himself, Vegeta had growled at him, moving his tail away, and had spanked (spanked!) him thoroughly, until he could feel the heat radiating from his skin. Needless to say, he had not tried to touch himself again.

 

And now, now Vegeta had finally started to touch him in one of the places he wanted it most, he was sure he was going to slide home, feeling the head of his cock rub against him, when he again, stopped.

 

No! No, he wanted it, wanted to feel Vegeta finally, finally inside him, filling him, completing him, more than he wanted even the air in his lungs. Vegeta was speaking to him in that dark, husky tone, but despite all of his struggling, had not pushed a millimeter further into his body. What did he want?

 

“I want you, please, Vegeta. I want you to take me, hard and fast and make me scream your name. I want you, I want you, I want you, please…” He trailed off with a pitiful whimper.

 

Vegeta smirked. Kakarott's body was straining against him, muscles tense and quivering in anticipation, in need. Perfect. He was pulling against his bonds, his head thrashing from side to side.

 

“No.”

 

Goku stilled suddenly. No? No! I want, I want, I need…. “What? Vegeta, please… I need you so badly…” He wanted Vegeta so much he was on the verge of tears. This was rapidly becoming real torture, and not the least bit enjoyable.

 

“Shhh… Kakarott…” He nudged a little further in, rewarded by Kakarott's gasp of pleasure. “I did not say you would not have me.” He continued to ever-so-slowly slide into his lover, feeling the muscles spasm around him. “And you will scream my name, but I will not take you hard and fast. This will be a slow ride, and I intend to drive you completely out of your mind…”

 

Goku moaned at the sensation as his lover was finally, finally fully sheathed, shivering in anticipation at the promise his words held. It was a shame he could not see the wicked smirk on his beloved's face. And slowly, he started to again pull out, until just the head remained inside, pausing, waiting. Goku shifted and whimpered, and he again, slowly, started to push back in, angling so the entire length of him stroked his sweet spot, making him arch off the bed and howl with pleasure. It was so very frustratingly slow, but so good. And it continued, a slow slide, then pause, then another slow slide, then pause.

 

He moaned in pleasure and growled in frustration. It was good, so very, very good, but it just wasn't enough. Vegeta's fingers ran up and down his body, tracing intricate patterns over chest and thighs, brushing shoulders, lips, grasping his nipples, stroking his tail, but still it wasn't enough, and still, his erection was neglected.

 

“Veh… Vegetaaaahh….”

 

“Yes, Kakarott?” His lover chuckled darkly.

 

“Please… I can't…. It's not… Please…” He let out a short, harsh cry as Vegeta suddenly slammed into him, hard and fast, just the way he liked it. Oh, yes please, just keep doing that… And then he moaned in frustration as again, Vegeta waited.

 

“No… please…”

 

Vegeta slowly started to draw out, again waiting before repeating the hard, quick thrust. Goku's tail was brought up into his mouth, and he sucked and licked at it hungrily, continuing his infuriating pattern until Goku was thrashing so much he was sure that by force of will alone, he would break the ki-dampening cuffs and take his lover the way he wanted.

 

And then, he wrapped his fingers around his erection and stroked.

 

Goku nearly screamed with the pleasure. Vegeta's thrusts remained slow, though he stroked his cock at a regular pace, using his other hand to stroke his lover's tail as he showered the tip of it with nips and licks.

 

Then suddenly, Vegeta thrust hard and fast, two, three times in quick succession and bit down on the tip of his tail. Goku screamed as the sensation overwhelmed him and he came, his body arching off of the bed. His body pulsed, his muscles spasming, drawing Vegeta into his own orgasm before the tension abruptly left his body and he collapsed back onto the mattress.

 

Vegeta slowly withdrew from his lover's body, surprised that his lover stayed quiet at this sensation. He reached up and gently removed the blindfold. Kakarott's eyes remained closed, his jaw slack, body limp. He had passed out.

 

Vegeta laughed quietly to himself as he removed the cuffs from his lover's wrists. Oh yes, tying his lover up was very much fun.