Gensomaden Saiyuki Fan Fiction ❯ Teaching Goku ❯ Touch ( Chapter 1 )

Title: Teaching Goku: Touch

Author: othe Trade

Category: fan fiction

Genre: Lemon that evolves into something else…

Rating: NC-17, at least.

C&CC: Please, always.

Archived: Adult FanFiction.Net, Mediaminer.org and drop me a mail if you want it.

Disclaimer: I own Saiyuki--- only as a passing dream.

Warnings: Goku and Gojyo, hands on, implied Sanzo and Hakkai.

Author’s notes: I’m not sure about anything with this, like where it’s going or what. I’m not sure what possessed me to write this either or this pairing. Truthfully, usually unless it’s written a certain way, the thought of Goku and sex makes me flinch. ^_^;; If you think I left any type of warnings out, please let me know.

Beta: Makoto Sagara Sama- love ya! >huggles<

Synopsis: Gojyo finds himself teaching Goku about sex, and the first step is touch.+++

"So, monkey, why didn't you take your bath with Hakkai?" Gojyo set his bundle of clean clothes on a convenient rock near the lake they were about to dip into and snuck a quick sideways look at him. Goku was balancing the small container with the soap and his own clothes on his head, seemingly his usual self. But he'd been sneaking looks at Gojyo since lunch, so---

"I'm not a monkey. And I bath with you all the time. What are you talking about?" Following his lead, Goku set his clean clothes with Gojyo's and began stripping off his gear and current clothes.

(Interesting- no explosion.) He folded his clothes neatly. "Oh yeah? Then why are you sneaking looks at me today?"

Probably due to Sanzo's influence-in other words, a harisen upside the head- Goku folded his clothes neatly too. "Well, I wanted to ask you something, but didn't know how or have the right timing."

"Timing? From you, who blurts everything out?"

"I don't blurt everything out!"

"Pass the soap, I'm going in." Catching the soap flung at his head, he walked into the water until it reached his waist. It felt good, the water still warm from the sun that was now just beginning its descent into night. It was sandy beneath his feet and that felt good too. Normally, the outdoors left him cold, but it was such a beautiful spot, he couldn't help but be impressed.

"Woohoo!" Goku cannonballed into the water beside him, splashing water all around and disrupting the harmony of the place.

"Dumb ass," Gojyo grumbled, and ducked under the water and back up before beginning to scrub at his skin with the soap. "So what did you want to ask me?"

"What does sex feel like?"

He nearly dropped the soap. "Huh?"

"Hakkai and Sanzo have sex, but it always sounds painful with all that moaning and groaning. Why bother?" Paddling around happily awaiting his turn with the soap, Goku looked at him with huge gold eyes.

(Oh.) "Haven’t you ever touched yourself?"

"No."

"Gotten a woody?"

"Well, yeah."

"And you haven't ever done anything about it?"

"No."

Oh shit. Goku was Sanzo's pet, and if he ever caught wind of this, he was one dead kappa. "I don't think Sanzo would appreciate me telling you anything on this subject, Monkey." He scrubbed harder at his skin. "Wouldn't Sanzo be the one to ask about this? Or Hakkai?"


"I don't want to die, and Hakkai would tell Sanzo, and I still don't want to die." Flipping on his back, Goku ceased paddling and stared up at the sky. "I just want to know. Besides, you're the one who’s always having sex, so you're the one to ask."

Gojyo paused in his scrubbing, eyes narrowing. Sanzo and Hakkai were the reason for his recent increase in that department- not that he wasn’t already successful. But he had to do something to distract himself. To human ears they were silent, but his ears weren't totally human. They made him antsy listening to them, to the point that he'd even begun dreaming of them at night, one or the other or all three of them together in a huge silken bed. Gojyo was no stranger to guys; the right one would do when there were no women of his liking around. They both helped keep the loneliness at bay, the longing for things he had never had. Why he'd become so damned obsessed with Hakkai and his priest, he didn't know.

Of course, no need to tell the monkey that.

"Well, I don't want to die either, so there." Working up a lather in his hands, he tossed the soap to Goku and began working on his hair, roots first.

The soap landed on Goku's chest with a smack, and he took it and flailed upright. Starting with his hair, he worked his way down. "Oh, come on. I'm asking you what it feels like, not to do it to me."

"Same thing. Besides, it’s sex. Hands on is the best way to learn about it."

Goku was silent as he worked down his chest and lower. Gojyo took the time to disappear under the water, rinsing away the suds. Coming back up, he tilted his head to ether side, getting the water out. He noticed the monkey was nowhere to be seen. Maybe he was rinsing off.

Leaning back ward into the embrace of the water, he mimicked Goku's earlier actions and floated on his back. This conversation was getting to him. It was too damned much on top of all his other confusions. When he got back to camp, he was taking his bedroll as far away from the madness as possible.

There was a loud ‘bloosh’ as Goku reemerged from below the water. The sound of Goku shaking off filled his ears, and then everything was quiet.

"Gojyo, teach me about sex."

He might be one dead kappa, but Goku was one dead monkey. "I'm gonna knock you into your next life if you don't shut up!" Surging up right, he locked furious crimson eyes on gold, which merely pouted at him. Reining in his anger and frustration, he sighed and moved close enough to tap him on the nose with a finger as he sighed and shook his head. "Goku, Sanzo and Hakkai both will tear me a new one if I lay one hand on you the wrong way, and that is most definitely the wrong way. Besides, you’re like a brother to me."

"Shut up!" He scowled and shoved Gojyo away with two palms to his bare abdomen. He stumbled backwards a little as Goku spun away with a wet swish, shoulders hunched. "Stupid Kappa, I don't know why I bothered to ask you in the first place."

Was Goku actually hurt by his refusal? Crimson eyes narrowed. (Fine then, you damned monkey.)

Coming up behind him, Gojyo wrapped long arms around slim shoulders that belied their own strength, halting Goku's progress away from him. The youth stilled, and Gojyo could feel him vibrating silently against his torso.

"Gojyo?"

"Shut up." Hunching, he curled down around him, lips pausing beside the shell of his right ear as he nuzzled his cheek against Goku's temple. As he slid his right hand from Goku's left shoulder down, then across his ribs, Gojyo felt something inside him going soft. Maybe Goku had been jealous of Hakkai and Sanzo, too, just like him, and that just made it worse, because he didn't understand. Sanzo hardly ever touched Goku in an affectionate manner, more prone to smacking him with that damned harisen. Hakkai was gentle, but it was really only when there were wounds to tend, and that made it painful by association. "The first lesson is touching, using your hands."

The water lapped gently around them, still warm. Just to Gojyo's waist, it came to mid chest on Goku. Leaving his left arm wrapped around his shoulders, the right continued its journey downward into the water. He mapped the lean muscles of his abdomen and smoothed his fingers over the points of his hipbones. He discovered how sensitive his thighs were, and Goku shivered when he racked his nails on the spot just below his navel on the way back up. All the while, he spoke in a low soft tone. "Touch is important, and highly under rated. A simple touch can convey a thousand words, a thousand feelings. Pay attention to what you’re feeling."

He pulled the youth in his arms closer, until skin was flush with skin. The skin of Goku’s back was smooth and surprisingly soft, going almost velvety over his buttocks. A soft sound emitted from both of their throats at the contact. For the first time, Gojyo felt a stirring in his groin, and his conscious reared its head. Goku, while eighteen years plus, was still too young, too immature, too INNOCENT to be doing this with. Never mind that Goku was lonely and trying to understand Sanzo and himself, and that Gojyo understood that.

Then, Goku leaned back into his embrace, leaned his head against his chest, and clutched at the arm around his shoulders.

Gojyo realized then that the monkey TRUSTED him. Maybe they were on this journey for themselves, for their own reasons, and because the three floating heads had ordered it, but, on some level, they trusted each other. Goku trusted him, despite all their arguments, trusted him with his body. He trusted him to show him the way through this--- whatever this was that they were doing. It touched him on some scale. After Jien had left, all he had had was himself; there had been no one to trust until these three guys had happened into his life.

This was going to cost him, he knew. It might even cost him big, cost him a big chunk of himself he was not even sure he owned.

But, Goku trusted him.

"Full body contact is some of the best touching there is. It’s why hugging is so great."

"I feel hot."

"That’s normal." He rocked his hips against him, and slid a hand down his torso, until it rested on his lower abdomen, just above his groin. The other hand, attached to the arm wrapped around the youth’s shoulders, loosened and slid down a bit to brush against a nipple. "How does that feel?"

"Weird, but good."

"Good." Curling his hand around the curve of his pectoral, he continued to thumb the nub as his other hand slid lower and cupped a semi erect length amidst coarse curls. A peculiar thrill ran through him as he did; there would be no going back now. This was a defining moment of change in their relationship, for better or worse. It was with this thought in mind that he clenched his hand and began to stroke the flesh to full hardness, avoiding the sensitive head. His own awakening flesh he ignored; this was for Goku alone.

Goku tensed in his arms, and an indrawn breath told him how unexpected the touch was. The subsequent sounds of caught breath and aborted words told him, most satisfactorily, how well received his caresses actually was. A few more strokes, and then he slid from the base of his shaft further south, cupping satiny orbs and rolling them in his palm against his fingers. His fingertips teased the tender skin behind that inadvertently, causing the youth to clutch at his arm hissing.

"Spread your legs for me." Those lovely thighs did so, and he tightened his arm around his chest before he trailed his fingers farther into the shadowy cleft. He stroked at the dark aperture hidden there, coaxed and teased and taunted it until Goku was moaning softly and his longest finger slid in without warning, just a little, with the aid of the water. "Does that feel good?"

"Ahhhhhh..." was his response.

Smoothing his thumb one last time over pebbled flesh, he drew both of his hands to Goku’s groin, pinning him in place against him with his forearms over his hips. One hand began a rhythm with hardened flesh, while the other massaged the treasures below. "It feels like you’re on fire, huh? All of your body, but the most heat seems to be pooling in between your legs, and with every touch, the fire burns hotter."

Strong, wiry arms curled around his biceps. Dark silky hair caressed his chest as Goku’s head tossed to and fro, and his hips began to move, trying to move in time with the strokes possessing him. Gojyo’s breath caught in his throat as the other’s buttocks brushed against his half erection, and Goku groaned as his hands tightened on his flesh. He made his strokes harder, rougher, and paused at the head, swiping his palm over it in a circular movement before continuing down the shaft. The resulting groan went straight to his ego and groin, and Gojyo found himself lost in the movement of his hands, in the feel of the youth in his arms, against his body. Goku was panting heavily, hands tightening on his arms above the elbow, body arching, arching--–



The soft cry that wafted from Goku’s mouth filled Gojyo’s ears as the flesh in his hands trembled in release, the warm water carrying the milky pearls away.

He kept him pinned against his body just in case his knees went weak, even though it left him painfully uncomfortable with his own erection crushed between their bodies. His hands stroked away from their toys, stroked from his thighs up to his hips in long languid caresses. Slowly, Goku straightened in his embrace, and released the death grip on his arms. He turned and flung his arms around Gojyo, flinging water and hugging the other man for all he was worth. Little aftershocks still rocked him.

"Thanks." His voice was muffled against his chest.

Gojyo started to make a sound of acceptance when he felt a small, rough hand close around his erection. He felt his eyes go wide, and a protest died in his throat of shock as it firmly shaped him up against his abdomen.

"Fair’s fair. Besides, you’ve got to test me, right?" Locking one arm around his waist, Goku leaned against his side as he began alternating between the erect length and the generous curves. “Man, it’s no wonder you’re perverted, you’re hung like a water bison."

"Don’t you ever shut up?" he groaned, grabbing his shoulders and holding on.

Goku snorted, and became a bit rougher in handling Gojyo, who hissed his pleasure. "What? You are. It’s hard to think it’s going to fit inside me." He sped up his motions.

"What?" Gojyo rested his head on one shoulder, trapping his hand, and Goku tilted his head to the side, mimicking Gojyo’s earlier action of nuzzling against his temple. The sweetness of the action made the redhead squeeze his eyes shut.

"You can’t tell me this is all there is to sex. Besides, you said this is the first lesson." Tightening his grip, he promptly brought the other man to climax with the next few strokes.

Gojyo clenched his teeth as he came, a long, low hiss escaping him to end in a sound that sounded suspiciously like a sob. He tightened his grip on Goku as his knees went weak, and Goku wrapped both arms firmly around him and took the other’s weight. Concentrating on just breathing as he shivered in his embrace, Gojyo wondered vaguely just what the hell he had gotten himself into.
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TBC...
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