Love me, Father

By Gaarakoi

"Aaahh, Otou-san," a male voice moaned quietly, one hand gripping his hard-on tightly. His other hand was gently teasing the moving vibrator currently residing in his ass.

"P-please, more, Father," the purple-haired boy moaned, biting his lip as he bucked up into his hand, imagining it was his father's, and that it wasn't a dildo, but rather his dad buried deeply inside of him, thrusting in and out, softly, so unlike his demeanor.

"T-trunks," his father would murmur to him, kissing his forehead. "You are the only one I can open up to." Then, the elder Saiyan would arch his back and tighten the hand on his son's manhood as he reached his pinnacle, taking the younger boy with him.

Trunks' hand sped quickly over his arousal, which was now a darker color of his hair, and pushed the vibrator harder, pressing his prostate erotically. He spasmed and erupted his seed, unable to stop the scream from tearing out of his lungs and echoing through the quiet house.

Cursing loudly, Trunks pulled out his toy and turned it off, grabbing a towel to clean himself up before tucking his softening member back inside his pjs. He slipped the vibrator into a drawer that was modified to only open for his ki, and pulled the blanket over himself, spraying a quick deodorizer as his mother burst into the room, the object of his passionate fantasy a short ways behind, looking sleepy.

"Are you okay, Trunks?" his mother asked worriedly, feeling his forehead. Trunks panted and nodded. "It was just a nightmare," he said, pushing his long, damp hair from his face. His mother looked worried and his father's nose twitched. Trunks inwardly cringed.

Of course his father would be able to smell his cum with his Saiyan nose, regardless of the deodorizer. However, the elder alien didn't comment, instead choosing to turn and head back to his bedroom.

Bulma sighed and patted Trunks on the shoulder before heading back to her own room. The purple-haired boy sighed deeply and pulled the blanket up to his chin, closing his eyes.

He could face down demented alien robots bent on taking over the world by possessing everyone, but maybe one day, he'd finally have the courage to admit to his father how much he really loved him.

Gaarakoi: Well, it's kind of drabbleish right now, but I'm going to try to make another chapter later. Give me some reviews and I'll try to get another chapter up soon. Ja!