Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Strong as Super Saiyan 2 ❯ The Lemon ( Chapter 7 )

Chapter Seven - The Lemon

Trunks carried Gohan upstairs, while the little demi-saiyan Goth was kissing him. They got to his room and Gohan said, "Let me go change into something else." He set Gohan down and Gohan reached into his pocket and pulled out a capsule, throwing it onto the ground.

Out of the capsule came a box; Gohan picked it up and went into the bathroom. He was in there a long time, probably because whatever he was changing into was hard to get on. Trunks began to hatch suspicions that Gohan was having a hard time because of what he wearing, but he shook the very thought from his head; Gohan was innocent, not kinky.

He heard the door open and saw Gohan in the doorway. He saw that his aisuru was dressed in black Saiyan spandex, and not what he thought it was going to be. There was nothing kinky about what he was wearing; he just wanted to wear something that would show off his body to Trunks.

Trunks stared at the finely sculpted chibi Goth in front of him, taking in the sight of his toned arms and compact muscular chest. `Damn,' he thought wistfully, `that year of training in the Room of Spirit and Time really did a number on him.'

Gohan, with his mental link with Trunks, heard what he said. /You like, Trunks? /

"I like it a lot, Gohan", he said out loud.

He walked towards his love and wrapped his arms around the little demi-saiyan's waist. He kissed him passionately and slid his hands under his top, sliding his hand all over his back. He slid another hand up the front of his shirt, feeling his compact chest muscles. He then broke the kiss to remove the spandex gi top, revealing pale white skin.

"Trunks, can you go turn the lights off?"

Trunks went over to turn them off, while Gohan went over to the bed and sat down. Trunks then headed for the bed and sat down as well. He started planting kisses on Gohan's neck, working his way down. When he got to his chest he flicked his tongue at Gohan's nipples, hard from arousal. He then planted deep kisses on his stomach, running his tongue over the younger boy's finely sculpted muscles.

He then pulled down the spandex gi pants and saw that Gohan was wearing nothing underneath. He placed his hand around his penis and moved his hand up and down, using a few drops of cum to get his fingers slick.

Trunks then gently slid a finger into Gohan, moving it in and out, and added two more, working the muscles to accept his presence. Gohan then took a deep breath as Trunks slowly eased himself into Gohan, but was scared half to death when his little koi gave a gasp of pain.

"Gohan-koi? Are you okay?"

"Yes, koi, I'm fine, just keep going."

"You sure, aisuru, I don't wanna hurt you."

Gohan just wrapped his legs around the other demi-saiyan's waist, bringing him completely inside him.

Trunks moaned loudly when he was fully inside of Gohan. Once the pain he sensed in Gohan subsided, Trunks pulled out a little, then slid back in. He repeated the same movements again and again. Gohan was in absolute ecstasy, the only pleasure he had felt like this, was when Trunks had pleasured him with his fingers. But this was so much better. It was incredible that Trunks could make him feel this good just by filling him.

His hips started moving with Trunks' motions, bringing Trunks closer and closer to the edge. Gohan was so tight, Trunks didn't know how he kept from coming too soon, but he was managing it. And the heat, it was lovely, it was unbearable and brilliant at the same time.

Both demis then burst into Super Saiyan 2, and Gohan's inner muscles became so hard that Trunks finally came, as did Gohan, and Gohan's muscles clenching around Trunks' member caused a second orgasm right after the first. They both collapsed in a heap completely drained of energy.

"Aishiteru, Toranksu."

Trunks smiled, mentally telling Gohan he loved him, and fell asleep with Gohan curled next to him, but before he succumbed, he pulled the blanket over them and finally fell into a delicious state of sleep.

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