WARNING: This chapter contains explicit sexual relations between two men. If you are easily offended by this, DO NOT READ. For all other guests (or if you are offended and just want something to troll about), please continue and enjoy.


The full moon came and went, the world kept on turning. After the initial awkwardness Goku felt about the whole situation passed, it was easy to fall back into the routine they had. It was as if they had an unspoken agreement not to speak about it. Though Goku still had his questions about it, about them, but he kept them to himself and mused over them when he could. He didn't want to lose his friend, sparring partner, lover? The only change to Goku's routine was that Yamcha began to come over to the house more after the divorce was finalized.

The divorce had been blessedly uneventful, like the passing of one breath to the next. He would be able to see his children, Goten more specifically, whenever he wanted. Chichi was kind enough to let him continue to sleep outside, which he did since he had no where else to go. She even offered to let him stay in the house if he wanted, but he politely refused. It didn't feel right anymore, especially when Yamcha came over. He managed to save face for his "friend". Chichi was one thing, Goku mused, but Tien was right about Yamcha, he overstepped a line.

So it was a night a few weeks after the full moon that found Goku trying to fall asleep outside under the stars. He stared off into the fire, tugging the blanket tighter around his shoulders, pressing his pillow to his head. Yamcha had come over for dinner and he hadn't left yet.

He worked his jaw back and forth replaying over the scene in his head as Yamcha had come in through the door, waved at Goku and then went to try to give Chichi a kiss. His ex-wife had more grace and tact than that and put up her hand to Yamcha's lips, looking pointedly at Goku before she went about getting the rest of dinner ready. Yamcha had been lucky that Goku was listening to Goten read. He was fairly sure he wanted to punch the other man.

Now that he had retired for the night, it seemed that the two were getting a little bit more than friendly inside the house. What did someone do in this situation? Granted, not many people would put themselves in that situation to begin with. When a loud, yet muffled groan reached his ears Goku sat up, tossing his covers aside and he decided he had heard enough. His lack of any kind of sleep and the mood Yamcha had put him in, left him a little bit more than displeased and he pressed his fingers to his forehead, teleporting to get the one person he knew could help him blow off some steam. A good spar was just what he needed.

He appeared in the darkened bedroom of the Saiyan prince and spotted him, snoring softly under the covers of his bed. He pressed his lips thin and marched over to the side of the bed and poked at Vegeta's shoulder, "Get up, Vegeta."

Vegeta stirred from his sleep at the sudden demand. He cracked open one eye and peered irritatedly up at Goku. He could tell something was bothering the other man just from the expression on his face. But after a long day of sparring with him, Vegeta was far too tired to even pretend to care. With a groan, he pulled the blankets up over his head and his muffled answer issued from beneath them, "Go away, Kakarot."

He could still feel Goku's presence in the room and he heaved a sigh as he laid flat on his stomach. He felt his eye twitch. "If you want me to spar with you at all tomorrow, you'll leave now and let me get some goddamn sleep," he warned in a dangerous tone. "Now LEAVE."

Goku pinched the bridge of his nose as an uncharacteristic wave of annoyance and anger swept through him. He was tired. In more ways than he knew, emotionally, physically. He loved sleeping outside, but there was too much of a good thing with that.

The dangerous tone in Vegeta's voice didn't deter him in the slightest, it was more of a challenge than anything. He reached out and yanked the covers off of the prince, frowning at the way he just clutched at the pillow and pretended to ignore him, "I want to spar now. It's been a long night and I just want to hit something, now come on."

"Then go punch that bastard Yamcha and wake his ass up. He's the one you're still angry at anyway. Leave me the hell alone," Vegeta answered grumpily and reached for the blankets again, but Goku pulled them out of his reach. "Kakarot, I said NO." He really wasn't in the mood for this. His body was still aching and sore from their training session earlier that day. He'd feel fine by morning, he knew, if only he could get some goddamn sleep.

Goku groaned as he remembered exactly where Yamcha was. He looked at Vegeta again, a different gleam in his eye this time. He looked over the scarred back to the firm ass covered only by the spandex sleeping shorts. He wasn't sure why he acted, a lapse in his judgement he supposed but he was on the bed the next moment straddling Vegeta's hips as he ripped the shorts off the smaller man. A smirk tugged at his lips, "Now we're even on that." He threw the ruined shorts aside and leaned over Vegeta, pressing him down into the bed, "Yamcha isn't sleeping." He said bitterly before he thrust himself against the other Saiyan, his cock starting to stir at the contact.

Vegeta's eyes went wide and he suddenly felt very awake. It didn't take much to figure out now why Goku was so riled up. He stretched and yawned, arching his back as his ass pressed back against Goku's hips, looking very much like a cat in that moment. He relaxed again and gave the taller Saiyan an annoyed look over his shoulder. He wasn't sure about this, about being together like that on a night that was not influenced by the full moon. The moon gave them an excuse. As Vegeta had said before, it was their coping mechanism. But this was something different. Goku's emotions were running away with him, he was hurt, perhaps a bit jealous and bitter, and he needed something to either get his mind off of it or to give the proverbial finger to his ex-wife and friend. There were emotions involved now.

Vegeta huffed as he laid there, trying to appear uninterested even as his cock firmed beneath him and dug into the mattress. "Goddammit, Kakarot," he grumbled in a flat tone.

Goku reached down and freed his cock, giving it a few firm strokes before he raised hand and licked his own fingers as if he was feasting on a piece of chocolate cake before he reached down to Vegeta and pierced him with the slick digits, working them back and forth, "Don't act like you don't like it." He said, mimicking something Vegeta had said during the night of the full moon. His senses were heightened, and part of him wanted to stop and think about what he was doing. Was this getting too involved?

He decided he really didn't care and pulled his fingers from the prince and positioned his cock at the other's entrance and pushed inside. He gasped out as the heat engulfed him, it was rough and the spit had done little in way of lubrication. He snapped his hips forward anyway, burying himself to the hilt inside the other man, "Not so easy to sleep through, is it?" He asked as he paused to get his bearings. It felt amazing, tight heat holding him so carefully.

He supposed that this being their second time together, that made them...what? He thrust again, leaning over Vegeta in a way that he pinned the other to the bed so he couldn't squirm away from him as he had his way, "Does this make us friends with benefits?" He asked curiously.

Vegeta groaned out as Goku filled his body, the sharp pain radiating through his system. He shivered beneath him as he let the other man have his way. There was no sense in fighting against something that felt so amazing. And he was still too tired to think about it too much. He moaned as his cock ached and throbbed. "S-Something like that," he panted as he started to buck his hips back against Goku. He had to snicker at the innocence in Goku's question. Even when the man was angry and in the heat of the moment, he could still sound so completely naive.

He hissed the next second as Goku's cock hit his prostate just right and stars popped in his vision. "More, Kakarot," he groaned, really starting to thrust his ass back against the younger man. "Don't hold back. I know you're angry… Take it out on me. I can handle it. I can take it."

Goku blinked a moment, not sure if he had heard the other Saiyan correctly. This was Vegeta, though, he could take anything he dished out. He had proved it more than enough in battle. He held the Saiyan to him, "Get up on your hands and knees." He said, shivering as Vegeta complied. He gripped the other's hips more firmly than before and began a brutal pace.

He put all of his anger, his frustration into his thrusts, panting loudly at the high tempo he set. He snapped his hips forward and at the same time he yanked Vegeta's hips back to meet his thrusts. The sound of skin slapping skin filled the room, there was the faint scent of blood as well that only made Goku's mouth water and his cock harder. Vegeta's passage was slick and Goku supposed he should have felt guilty, but when all he heard was the moaning coming from Vegeta's mouth, he didn't.

The smell of his lover's arousal in the air made Vegeta's eyes roll in his head as that hot cock plundered his body. A wild thought crossed his mind that he could get used to this. It sent a shiver down his spine and he quickly pushed the thought from his head. This was physical, nothing more. His cock twitched and dripped a thick stream of precum onto the sheets. It ached to be touched, but he denied himself for the moment. He wanted this to last, to let Goku use his body to work out all the anger and bitterness that clouded his mind. Perhaps he would be in better form tomorrow when they met to spar if he could clear his head a bit like this. Vegeta leaned on his elbows, groaning and panting at the harsh treatment. Gods how he loved that. "Harder," he commanded. "Fuck me like you mean it."

Harder than what he was already doing? Goku could only think of one thing more. He roared out, his power level rising quickly and his hair lifted before it flashed to gold as he turned into a super Saiyan. His cock swelled inside of Vegeta making him seem that much more tighter around his cock. He leaned over, kissing at the other's back as he felt the older Saiyan's ass clenching around him tightly, "Breathe." He teased in his deeper voice before he began again, pounding into him a few times before another idea came to him and he paused to spread Vegeta's legs farther apart before he continued at a brutal pace.

He ran his hands appreciatively over the swell of his lover's ass, spotting the tail scar at the base of his spine. He grinned and pressed his fingers into it, working into it deeply, "I wonder what it would be like if you had your tail still. How it would feel if I could stroke it while I do this to you. You would be completely paralyzed to me."

Vegeta couldn't even get a word out before he came violently, his hips bucking helplessly as thick ropes of cum poured from his cock. He screamed out his pleasure as Goku mercilessly assaulted his scar. Vegeta had to clench his teeth and swallow harshly to prevent the whimper from escaping as Goku continued to pound into him, still working his fingertips into the scar. "I really…. want to… kill you now…" he managed to pant, even though it was a complete lie. He thought about his tail, how incredible that would be, and a sharp pang shot through his heart. He knew he would never be whole again. Not in this lifetime anyway. He shook the thought from his head as the next second his body tensed and he came again. He was helpless to the pleasure and it was all he could do to hold on to his consciousness in that moment.

Goku just chuckled and snapped his hips faster. The smell of Vegeta's essence thick in the room only spurred him on and then next moment as Vegeta clenched around his cock, he roared out his release as he came, spilling his hot cum deeply into his lover's body. He didn't stop bucking his hips until he was completely spent. He was fairly sure the whole house had heard him as well. He let his hair fall back to its normal black and he pulled back from Vegeta with a groan. He winced as he saw the blood on his cock and the slight drops that dripped out of Vegeta's backside. He reached forward, caressing the skin, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you."

Vegeta was panting and shaking on the bed and he barely registered Goku's words. "'s fine," he answered with a dismissive wave. Truth be told, he loved it. He clenched his ass, feeling the sharp sting, and suddenly wished to be filled all over again. He felt rather empty. He swallowed harshly and didn't look at Goku as he spoke, "Do it again." He shuddered deliciously as Goku's hand caressed his skin. "I'm awake now. You're not going to get away with getting me all worked up and then just running off. I know you're not done."

Goku felt a wave of relief wash over him at Vegeta's words. He didn't want to hurt him, despite how angry he had been at other people." He chuckled at Vegeta's request and nodded, "I think I can go another round or two." He teased before the stood up, wanting to try something. He held his chin with his thumb and forefinger while he tried to think of the best way to do this, "Vegeta, do you think you could do a handstand?"

Vegeta sat up on his knees and turned to look up at Goku. He cocked an eyebrow questioningly. "Of course I can," he answered confidently. He looked up and down Goku's tall form for a moment, an unease settling into him. He hesitantly asked, "My question to you is why?"

Goku bounced on the balls of his feet, listening to the bed squeak a moment before he realized he was still wearing his clothes. He reached up and tugged off his shirts, tossing them over his shoulder before he undid his belt and let his pants drop to his ankles where he could step out of them, "Well, I was just thinking about something I wanted to try and you see, you're short enough it might work. Just do a hand stand and rest your legs around my waist, I'll take care of the rest. Oh! Do it like, so you are facing away from me."

"Is this sex or fucking cirque du soleil?" Vegeta grumbled. He stood on the bed as well, a slight smile of amusement pulling at his lips as he shook his head at Goku. "I never know what to think of you, Kakarot." He heaved a sigh before he placed his hands on the mattress and flipped his legs up into the air. He arched his back until he felt Goku grab his legs and guide them around the taller man's waist. It was odd, he felt a bit blinded because he couldn't see what Goku was doing from this position. But somehow, that only added to the excitement. "Here I thought you wanted to fuck just to get your anger out and now you're into this yoga-acrobatic-contortionist shit…"

Goku had half a mind to remind Vegeta about their recent experience with fusion, but perhaps he had better save that for another time. The position would work, he thought as he had perfect access to Vegeta's body. He grasped his cock and let go of Vegeta's legs for a moment, "Hold on to me." He said as he rubbed the tip of his cock against the tight ring of muscle before he pressed inside, moaning at the sensation. He smiled and reached back with one hand to hold onto Vegeta's leg while his other hand went to curl around Vegeta's hard length.

Vegeta gave a shout as Goku's thick length pierced his body. The angle was perfect, pressing that hot cock firmly against his prostate. His arms trembled and he locked his legs tighter around Goku's waist. He groaned low in his throat at the feel of the warm hand around his weeping length. He clenched his ass tightly, moaning again as Goku felt even bigger within him. There wasn't much else he could do in that position except to hang on.

Goku's eyes rolled back as Vegeta's body felt tighter than he could imagine. He had to admire the other man for the handstand, watching his body twist and move in an entirely different light than the one he did when they trained together. He carefully thrust his hips forward, testing the limits of the position, making sure to bring Vegeta as much pleasure as he could to make up for the rather dry entry. Though he suspected the older Saiyan rather enjoyed the rough treatment. He set a pace, nearly losing his balance on the squishy bed and he laughed before he spread his feet a little bit wider and tried again, "This is tricky!" He commented, his mood was already greatly improved and he could barely remember why he had been so angry in the first place.

Vegeta's hand slipped and he had to quickly regain his balance before he fell and drug both of them down. He snickered to himself for only a moment before the pleasure radiating through his system overrode any other emotions he felt. The bed creaked and groaned beneath them as Goku experimentally thrusted his hips again. He felt his face going a little bit hot from hanging upside down for so long, but he didn't mind it too much. His cock throbbed in Goku's hand and he tried to buck into his grasp, but to no avail. "Kakarot!" he cried out, his tone almost pleading. The position was exquisite, now if they could just find the right rhythm…

Goku's length twitched at Vegeta's voice, a splurt of cum escaping at the need he could hear in the other's voice. He was on the edge of desperate and he bit his lip and focused, raising them into the air, hovering over the bed as he supported them both, "There we go." He said happily as he began to pound down into the other Saiyan, moaning out as the tight heat gripped him so perfectly, milking his cock with each thrust. He smeared his hand over Vegeta's cock, slicking it with his own cum as he fucked the other Saiyan.

Vegeta pressed a fist to his mouth and bit down on his own knuckles to keep himself from screaming out in pleasure. His cock throbbed and twitched in Goku's grip as the cock in his ass filled him perfectly. "I love it when you fuck me," he declared breathlessly before he could even think on the words. He clenched down as hard as he could on Goku's thick length, his cries of pleasure filling the room. "Oh gods… oh gods, Kakarot!" he cried out, loving every tiny sensation that invaded his senses in that moment.

Goku could get drunk off of that voice screaming out his pleasure for him. He felt his heart warm at the words he heard and it spurred him on. His fist was a blur over Vegeta's cock as he thrust into him, he could feel his cock swelling as he neared the edge of his orgasm, "Come with me, Vegeta" He practically purred before he cried out as he fell over that edge and he filled the other with another torrent of hot cum. He lost his focus momentarily when he came and suddenly realized they were falling. He quickly twisted them so he hit the bed before the prince. He shouted out as Vegeta landed harder on him, driving himself deeper into the body than he thought was possible.

Vegeta screamed out in pleasure as he went over that edge, his cock pumping in Goku's fist, and he screamed out even louder when he landed roughly on the other man's cock. It seemed to intensify his orgasm and the hot cum shot from the tip of his cock, painting Goku's chest with the pearly white strands. His eyes rolled in his head and he collapsed backwards against Goku's legs where he laid panting and choking for air. "Goddammit, Kakarot," he growled.

Goku managed a moan in answer to the prince and flopped back as he tried to catch his breath, "You okay, Vegeta?" He asked as he looked up at the ceiling, chuckling, "I guess we were a little loud." He couldn't bring himself to care. He felt spent, exhausted and sore in all of the right places, "Guess you are really going to be sore when we train later. You could come by, use the hot tub if you want."

Vegeta shook his head, unable to form words just yet. He was completely and totally sated. He finally sat up with a groan and let Goku slip from his body. He frowned at the stained sheets and heaved a sigh. He was going to have to shower and throw those in the wash and remake the bed before he could get any more sleep. "I'm still going to kill you," he growled as he got out of the bed and headed for the shower.