Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Love of Cody Vaughn ❯ Again ( Chapter 2 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: albino-screeching 
I was working out the kinks on this one. Please don't fret it it doesn't make sense, I'm getting ready for school.
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Drama | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 07.31.2012 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.6K | Visits: 248 | Status: Work In Progress
I was working out the kinks on this one. Please don't fret it it doesn't make sense, I'm getting ready for school.
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Drama | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 07.31.2012 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.6K | Visits: 248 | Status: Work In Progress
Chapter 2
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~< br /> Without a second to spare, Trisha yanked Goku from the table and ran right to the back yard.
His mind was blown from how much open space was in front of him. A few more yards and he was on the shore. Goku shuffled his legs towards the shore.
“Here.” Goku smiled. He couldn't express how blown away he was from Being at Butch's mansion. It was as if he stepped right into a movie. Goku turned to his left to glance into the sunset the warm wind hit his skin, making him almost sweat almost on command. He turn back to see Trisha a few feet behind him.
“I'm guessing you want to just...look around?” Trisha's voice spoke softly. Goku turned slowly to see her pouting quietly ,her eyes planted on the beige gritty sand.
“No no no,” Goku walked up to her smiling, “I can train ya now, before the sun sets!”
Her green eyes sparkled again as she stepped back.
“Ready when you are.” She stood in an awkward pose,as if she was in a kung fu movie. Goku chuckled as he help plant her foot back on the ground.
“If you want to make yourself look silly be my guest,” Goku instructed her to mimic his posture.
“Make sure that you're always well balanced before making moves like that.”
She nodded in agreement and smiled. She was so happy to have someone her age there for once who was staying the whole summer.
After the intense training, the sun was long gone and it was probably close to midnight.
Trisha smiled at Goku before walking towards the ocean. Goku followed right after her like a homeless pup. Every step that she took, a new piece of skin was exposed. Goku gulped down hard. Bulma was always pissed when he bumped into her while she was naked, why was this girl so willing to expose herself in front of him? She turned to him, showing all of her womanhood.
“Your turn.” Trisha smiled before running into the water. Goku stripped shortly after she ran into the water. He was relieve to finally feel the ice cold water cooling off of his sun baked skin. He dunked his head to find her twisting and swirling about in the water. He couldn't look at her for too long, he swam up for air. He grew worried that she was down there for almost five minutes. Before dunking in again , arose from the waters.
“Will you be my friend Goku?” She wrapped her arms around his smooth apricot neck.
“Sure! I thought we were by now.” Goku was timid. He'd never been THIS close to a person, let alone a woman. He could feel her soft juicy breast pressed right on top of his skin. She ran her fingers though his thick black locks and kissed his neck. Goku pushed back quickly as he felt his face heat up like a furnace. Trisha dunked her head when she realized what she just did to the new visitor.
“We.... better get going...” Her eyes avoided every inch of his body as she gather her things and sat on a nearby rock.
Goku looked up to see flashing lights and the sound of muffled music. This must have been what Trisha had been talking about. He got dressed and shuffled back to the house. Before he got back into the grassy part of the yard he saw Bulma's worried face.
“Sorry I didn't tell you where--”
“It's okay” He face quickly changed, showing a smile that showed all of her teeth. She patted him on the back and walked towards the house, “We got us a party to ….party!”
Goku giggled as they walked full speed ahead. Trisha followed by a few feet. She was still embarrassed that she thickened the air of awkwardness between and her and Goku.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~< br /> After a change of clothes and a full stomach, Goku was ready to see what the fuss was about. He followed the loud thumping rhythm through a large corridor into a gigantic hall. The place was packed and dark. It was only illuminated by wither strobe lights or glow sticks. It was very new to him to be in such a lively environment like this. He wanted to find Bulma, but that seemed a little too much of a task of a moment. He knew she probably was enjoying it. If anything, he'd sense it right away. He looked to his side to see a petite red head dancing on him. Her pink eyes dug into his soul. He froze dead in his tracks. Her movement not only taunted him, but aroused him entirely. His animal instincts kicked, and with out a second thought, his hands wondered on the girl. The thumping music nulled his thoughts amplified the feelings he felt towards her, hunger. He wanted to taste this woman who dare to show such seductiveness in a place like this, He kissed upon her soft pale skin. She moaned softly in his ear and let out a low giggle. His waist began to grind against her as her nails gently clawed his tensed muscles. He felt shaft throb from the way her tongue wander around his neck. Her hands ran under his shirt, caressing his nipples. He couldn't resist the tease anymore. She felt his 'pain' and pulled into a less populated area of the hall. Goku could only hear the thumping in his ears and the woman slipped her tongue into his mouth. He felt something slip into him. He didn't pay attention until his vision went out of whack. He could feel the girl wondering lower on his body. His eyes fluttered as he felt something extremely warm and moist on his member. He left out a moan of satisfaction before losing strength in his neck. He strained his neck to see himself encased in her mouth. She continued to go further, she began to swallow him whole. Everything around him seem to be moving extremely slow and fast simultaneously. The thumping of the bass that he was leaning on and her motions were in sync. He was moaning at the top of his lungs by this point. It was if everything at that moment was in his favor. At that moment he experienced the the true euphoric state of pleasure, the climax. He let out a louder sigh as he released himself. The girl rose up, fixing up Goku before departing.
He was slowly coming back to Earth, his mind wondered a little bit. He didn't know what happened...But it was so worth it. His vision was still out of whack when he bumped into Yamcha. He patted his old friend on the back. Yamacha didn't seem to happy to see him, or anyone for that matter.
“What'sa matter man?” He followed Yamcha's eyes to find Bulma dancing on two girls She was drunk off of her rocker, if she wasn't dancing, she was stumbling all over the place. Goku wasn't in the right mind to make sense of it so he just nodded and smiled at his heart broken companion. He patted him on the back and continued his stroll around.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~< br /> The morning didn't give Goku the warm welcome he usually would gotten on any other day. He slammed his eyes shut and turned over. Unfortunately, It didn't do much anything but turn him directly into the suns shimmering rays. He curled up into a ball, slowly surveying the area. He realized that he didn't even make it up the stairs to his room that night. He cursed the sun for being so damn bright today. He heard Trisha's voice beside him. Even though it was a soft whisper, it was loud enough to smash his brain in.
“Can you speak a little more softly, my head is killing me Trisha.”
“Drink this, it'll cure your hang over.” Her voice was that of a soft hum.
Goku sipped the concoction. He understood why Bulma barked at him when she had hang overs. Speaking of Bulma, he turned over to look for his Blue-haired sister-figure. He had a thing or two to tell her. But if only he could his own thought together.
“I'm guessing this is your first time partying like this.” She smiled softly, helping the young saiyan up to his feet. He agreed, any event that Bulma threw him into, he would just sit and observe. His first time getting into the action was all new to him.
As he began to regain feeling in his legs, he followed Trisha into his room to change.
“Everything okay kiddo?” Butch peered into the room. Goku jumped at the bass in his voice.
“Sorry if I...” His voice trailed off as he examined Goku's tight abdomen. Butch's eyes traveled and stopped at his navel before shooting back up to his face.
“My ...voice is somewhat deep when I first wake up. When you're ready come down for breakfast.”
The dark hair male nodded and turned away. He rally couldn't fathom how summer was going to be for him.
After getting dressed for the new day, Goku was greeted with a table full of new faces. He was given a warm welcome as sat next to Trisha.
“Welp, this is the our summer family.” Trisha chirped as she pinched Goku's cheek.
He a wide smile grew on his face. It was the least he could do until he could completely sober up. The quickly changed as Butch began to serve the first meal.
“Eat when you're ready!” Butch patted him on the back before moving on to the next person. Before he could take a bite out his eggs, he felt eye 'preying' on him. He slowly looked up to a pair of cyan eyes looking deep into his. It was a male with russet brown hair. He gave Goku an uneasy smile before looking away. Goku rose is eyebrows and continued to chow down.
Right after, Trisha begged him to train yet again. He agreed as the to began to head down to the shore.
“Do ball you fist up like that.”
“Why not?!” Trisha was boggled. She stared down at her fist in distraught.
“If you punch anything hard, you'll pop your thumb out of place. You don't want
to do that now do ya?” Goku instructed her. He felt weird because of how close they gotten the first time.
~WHOMP!~
“Shit! Sorry man!” He couldn't remember that told her to try to hit him. And she did, square in the face.
“Well you have it down pack I see.”Goku laugh off the stinging sensation in his sinuses. She got him alright, he couldn't help but to tear up. Goku was happy though, she was a fast learner. It didn't take her long for them to spar at a reasonable pace. Trisha barely dodge his blows, she grew slightly annoyed about it. She threw a fist out in anger,Goku caught it with such ease.
“Control yourself Trisha,” Her eyes lowered at his soft calming tone. “Last thing you want to do is to lose control of yourself and to just swing. Someone could take advantage of that. Keep your cool.” Trisha sigh and collected herself while awaiting his next move.
Trisha slipped in for a lower kick towards Goku. He jumped over bringing up his leg in for a kick of his own. Trisha leaned back to avoid getting the hit. Trisha was proud of herself. She was getting somewhere with this! She was finally doing something she loved with a cool friend to show her the ropes. Trisha was in such a daze, that she didn't see Goku's leg flying towards her arm. She stumbled over and looked at him in complete awe. She smiled and bursted into laughter.
“What's so funny?” Goku knelt beside her. He followed her finger pointed to the same young man who eyed Goku across the table from a distance this morning. Before he could get up, the male quickly turned around ran off.
Daytime soon faded and the call of Butch's music drew the two back to the mansion for round two. Goku was timid, he didn't want the same thing to happen yet again. Maybe...he'd actually have fun. He just didn't know how to with this kind of crowd.
After he freshened up, he already saw people hammered left and right in the hallway. Before he could get a chance to look for Bulma, he found her pressed up against the wall by Yamcha. He was sucking on her bare flesh. Hearing her moan in ecstasy, put him in an awkward situation. His eyes were glued to the two 'eating faces'. The way Yamcha grinded on her, he could see why she was bucking so wild. He snapped out of it and walked up to the DJ booth. There, he found Butch spinning the records. Goku studied Butch's movement. He couldn't catch up with his hands. It was if the turntables were automatic. Butch looked up from
to time at the black haired male eyeing his moves. He bit his bottom lip, thinking about what dirty things he wanted to do to the young Saiyan. Before he could get a word out to the him, he darted off to a new target. Goku saw those cold cyan piercing eyes again. He was after the young lad. He wanted to know that was his problem, Goku was sick of being stared at. Goku dipped and dive through a number of people, by the time he hit the end of the hall, he saw the boy turn to him. He knew he was following him.
“HEY!!” Goku shouted, jumping over the refreshments and ….maybe drugs. He was so close to him. But...he suddenly grew tired, he collapsed to his knees. Goku couldn't believe it, He was so close to finding out who this person was—and his body shut down on him in the worse of times.
“Dude, you okay?” Goku turned his head to find a slightly build helping him to his feet. Goku nodded. He sat him on the couch, Goku could the man's hands starting to wander about on his body. His heart began to speed up, his thoughts began to blur. He didn't expect on thing to lead to another. Goku jumped out of the seat, eyeing the man in total distraught. Something in the young Saiyan's head clicked softly, maybe...you should just relax. It's a party. He slowly descended back onto the couch, it was just like before. Only this time, he grabbed a beer from the table and chugged it. 'Maybe...this is just how people part?' Goku thought to himself. Maybe it was because he was so use to having some type of personal space. He kinda enjoined the 'Russian roulette' kind of intimacy he was receiving for the past two nights. But in the back of his head, he could head Grandpa Gohan cursing him for what he was getting himself into. As his thoughts continued, he noticed that the man was took the shirt right off his back and threw it on the floor. Goku blushed at the platinum blonde man. Goku bit his lip and closed his eyes. He knew what was to come.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~< br /> Without a second to spare, Trisha yanked Goku from the table and ran right to the back yard.
His mind was blown from how much open space was in front of him. A few more yards and he was on the shore. Goku shuffled his legs towards the shore.
“Here.” Goku smiled. He couldn't express how blown away he was from Being at Butch's mansion. It was as if he stepped right into a movie. Goku turned to his left to glance into the sunset the warm wind hit his skin, making him almost sweat almost on command. He turn back to see Trisha a few feet behind him.
“I'm guessing you want to just...look around?” Trisha's voice spoke softly. Goku turned slowly to see her pouting quietly ,her eyes planted on the beige gritty sand.
“No no no,” Goku walked up to her smiling, “I can train ya now, before the sun sets!”
Her green eyes sparkled again as she stepped back.
“Ready when you are.” She stood in an awkward pose,as if she was in a kung fu movie. Goku chuckled as he help plant her foot back on the ground.
“If you want to make yourself look silly be my guest,” Goku instructed her to mimic his posture.
“Make sure that you're always well balanced before making moves like that.”
She nodded in agreement and smiled. She was so happy to have someone her age there for once who was staying the whole summer.
After the intense training, the sun was long gone and it was probably close to midnight.
Trisha smiled at Goku before walking towards the ocean. Goku followed right after her like a homeless pup. Every step that she took, a new piece of skin was exposed. Goku gulped down hard. Bulma was always pissed when he bumped into her while she was naked, why was this girl so willing to expose herself in front of him? She turned to him, showing all of her womanhood.
“Your turn.” Trisha smiled before running into the water. Goku stripped shortly after she ran into the water. He was relieve to finally feel the ice cold water cooling off of his sun baked skin. He dunked his head to find her twisting and swirling about in the water. He couldn't look at her for too long, he swam up for air. He grew worried that she was down there for almost five minutes. Before dunking in again , arose from the waters.
“Will you be my friend Goku?” She wrapped her arms around his smooth apricot neck.
“Sure! I thought we were by now.” Goku was timid. He'd never been THIS close to a person, let alone a woman. He could feel her soft juicy breast pressed right on top of his skin. She ran her fingers though his thick black locks and kissed his neck. Goku pushed back quickly as he felt his face heat up like a furnace. Trisha dunked her head when she realized what she just did to the new visitor.
“We.... better get going...” Her eyes avoided every inch of his body as she gather her things and sat on a nearby rock.
Goku looked up to see flashing lights and the sound of muffled music. This must have been what Trisha had been talking about. He got dressed and shuffled back to the house. Before he got back into the grassy part of the yard he saw Bulma's worried face.
“Sorry I didn't tell you where--”
“It's okay” He face quickly changed, showing a smile that showed all of her teeth. She patted him on the back and walked towards the house, “We got us a party to ….party!”
Goku giggled as they walked full speed ahead. Trisha followed by a few feet. She was still embarrassed that she thickened the air of awkwardness between and her and Goku.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~< br /> After a change of clothes and a full stomach, Goku was ready to see what the fuss was about. He followed the loud thumping rhythm through a large corridor into a gigantic hall. The place was packed and dark. It was only illuminated by wither strobe lights or glow sticks. It was very new to him to be in such a lively environment like this. He wanted to find Bulma, but that seemed a little too much of a task of a moment. He knew she probably was enjoying it. If anything, he'd sense it right away. He looked to his side to see a petite red head dancing on him. Her pink eyes dug into his soul. He froze dead in his tracks. Her movement not only taunted him, but aroused him entirely. His animal instincts kicked, and with out a second thought, his hands wondered on the girl. The thumping music nulled his thoughts amplified the feelings he felt towards her, hunger. He wanted to taste this woman who dare to show such seductiveness in a place like this, He kissed upon her soft pale skin. She moaned softly in his ear and let out a low giggle. His waist began to grind against her as her nails gently clawed his tensed muscles. He felt shaft throb from the way her tongue wander around his neck. Her hands ran under his shirt, caressing his nipples. He couldn't resist the tease anymore. She felt his 'pain' and pulled into a less populated area of the hall. Goku could only hear the thumping in his ears and the woman slipped her tongue into his mouth. He felt something slip into him. He didn't pay attention until his vision went out of whack. He could feel the girl wondering lower on his body. His eyes fluttered as he felt something extremely warm and moist on his member. He left out a moan of satisfaction before losing strength in his neck. He strained his neck to see himself encased in her mouth. She continued to go further, she began to swallow him whole. Everything around him seem to be moving extremely slow and fast simultaneously. The thumping of the bass that he was leaning on and her motions were in sync. He was moaning at the top of his lungs by this point. It was if everything at that moment was in his favor. At that moment he experienced the the true euphoric state of pleasure, the climax. He let out a louder sigh as he released himself. The girl rose up, fixing up Goku before departing.
He was slowly coming back to Earth, his mind wondered a little bit. He didn't know what happened...But it was so worth it. His vision was still out of whack when he bumped into Yamcha. He patted his old friend on the back. Yamacha didn't seem to happy to see him, or anyone for that matter.
“What'sa matter man?” He followed Yamcha's eyes to find Bulma dancing on two girls She was drunk off of her rocker, if she wasn't dancing, she was stumbling all over the place. Goku wasn't in the right mind to make sense of it so he just nodded and smiled at his heart broken companion. He patted him on the back and continued his stroll around.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~< br /> The morning didn't give Goku the warm welcome he usually would gotten on any other day. He slammed his eyes shut and turned over. Unfortunately, It didn't do much anything but turn him directly into the suns shimmering rays. He curled up into a ball, slowly surveying the area. He realized that he didn't even make it up the stairs to his room that night. He cursed the sun for being so damn bright today. He heard Trisha's voice beside him. Even though it was a soft whisper, it was loud enough to smash his brain in.
“Can you speak a little more softly, my head is killing me Trisha.”
“Drink this, it'll cure your hang over.” Her voice was that of a soft hum.
Goku sipped the concoction. He understood why Bulma barked at him when she had hang overs. Speaking of Bulma, he turned over to look for his Blue-haired sister-figure. He had a thing or two to tell her. But if only he could his own thought together.
“I'm guessing this is your first time partying like this.” She smiled softly, helping the young saiyan up to his feet. He agreed, any event that Bulma threw him into, he would just sit and observe. His first time getting into the action was all new to him.
As he began to regain feeling in his legs, he followed Trisha into his room to change.
“Everything okay kiddo?” Butch peered into the room. Goku jumped at the bass in his voice.
“Sorry if I...” His voice trailed off as he examined Goku's tight abdomen. Butch's eyes traveled and stopped at his navel before shooting back up to his face.
“My ...voice is somewhat deep when I first wake up. When you're ready come down for breakfast.”
The dark hair male nodded and turned away. He rally couldn't fathom how summer was going to be for him.
After getting dressed for the new day, Goku was greeted with a table full of new faces. He was given a warm welcome as sat next to Trisha.
“Welp, this is the our summer family.” Trisha chirped as she pinched Goku's cheek.
He a wide smile grew on his face. It was the least he could do until he could completely sober up. The quickly changed as Butch began to serve the first meal.
“Eat when you're ready!” Butch patted him on the back before moving on to the next person. Before he could take a bite out his eggs, he felt eye 'preying' on him. He slowly looked up to a pair of cyan eyes looking deep into his. It was a male with russet brown hair. He gave Goku an uneasy smile before looking away. Goku rose is eyebrows and continued to chow down.
Right after, Trisha begged him to train yet again. He agreed as the to began to head down to the shore.
“Do ball you fist up like that.”
“Why not?!” Trisha was boggled. She stared down at her fist in distraught.
“If you punch anything hard, you'll pop your thumb out of place. You don't want
to do that now do ya?” Goku instructed her. He felt weird because of how close they gotten the first time.
~WHOMP!~
“Shit! Sorry man!” He couldn't remember that told her to try to hit him. And she did, square in the face.
“Well you have it down pack I see.”Goku laugh off the stinging sensation in his sinuses. She got him alright, he couldn't help but to tear up. Goku was happy though, she was a fast learner. It didn't take her long for them to spar at a reasonable pace. Trisha barely dodge his blows, she grew slightly annoyed about it. She threw a fist out in anger,Goku caught it with such ease.
“Control yourself Trisha,” Her eyes lowered at his soft calming tone. “Last thing you want to do is to lose control of yourself and to just swing. Someone could take advantage of that. Keep your cool.” Trisha sigh and collected herself while awaiting his next move.
Trisha slipped in for a lower kick towards Goku. He jumped over bringing up his leg in for a kick of his own. Trisha leaned back to avoid getting the hit. Trisha was proud of herself. She was getting somewhere with this! She was finally doing something she loved with a cool friend to show her the ropes. Trisha was in such a daze, that she didn't see Goku's leg flying towards her arm. She stumbled over and looked at him in complete awe. She smiled and bursted into laughter.
“What's so funny?” Goku knelt beside her. He followed her finger pointed to the same young man who eyed Goku across the table from a distance this morning. Before he could get up, the male quickly turned around ran off.
Daytime soon faded and the call of Butch's music drew the two back to the mansion for round two. Goku was timid, he didn't want the same thing to happen yet again. Maybe...he'd actually have fun. He just didn't know how to with this kind of crowd.
After he freshened up, he already saw people hammered left and right in the hallway. Before he could get a chance to look for Bulma, he found her pressed up against the wall by Yamcha. He was sucking on her bare flesh. Hearing her moan in ecstasy, put him in an awkward situation. His eyes were glued to the two 'eating faces'. The way Yamcha grinded on her, he could see why she was bucking so wild. He snapped out of it and walked up to the DJ booth. There, he found Butch spinning the records. Goku studied Butch's movement. He couldn't catch up with his hands. It was if the turntables were automatic. Butch looked up from
to time at the black haired male eyeing his moves. He bit his bottom lip, thinking about what dirty things he wanted to do to the young Saiyan. Before he could get a word out to the him, he darted off to a new target. Goku saw those cold cyan piercing eyes again. He was after the young lad. He wanted to know that was his problem, Goku was sick of being stared at. Goku dipped and dive through a number of people, by the time he hit the end of the hall, he saw the boy turn to him. He knew he was following him.
“HEY!!” Goku shouted, jumping over the refreshments and ….maybe drugs. He was so close to him. But...he suddenly grew tired, he collapsed to his knees. Goku couldn't believe it, He was so close to finding out who this person was—and his body shut down on him in the worse of times.
“Dude, you okay?” Goku turned his head to find a slightly build helping him to his feet. Goku nodded. He sat him on the couch, Goku could the man's hands starting to wander about on his body. His heart began to speed up, his thoughts began to blur. He didn't expect on thing to lead to another. Goku jumped out of the seat, eyeing the man in total distraught. Something in the young Saiyan's head clicked softly, maybe...you should just relax. It's a party. He slowly descended back onto the couch, it was just like before. Only this time, he grabbed a beer from the table and chugged it. 'Maybe...this is just how people part?' Goku thought to himself. Maybe it was because he was so use to having some type of personal space. He kinda enjoined the 'Russian roulette' kind of intimacy he was receiving for the past two nights. But in the back of his head, he could head Grandpa Gohan cursing him for what he was getting himself into. As his thoughts continued, he noticed that the man was took the shirt right off his back and threw it on the floor. Goku blushed at the platinum blonde man. Goku bit his lip and closed his eyes. He knew what was to come.