Chapter IX: Ninth fantasy, no thrusting.
Feeling tired was nothing compared with what he feels, he was exhausted, very exhausted, it was also noticeable, every minute he yawned, and his eyes felt sleepy, his legs tingled and again it burned down there. Trunks promised him that it would not hurt, well, it does not hurt, it just burns, he remembered how everything in his most intimate place had been invaded by things wider than two simple fingers and that scared him, what else would Trunks put inside him?
He sighed sadly, because of what happened last night he fell asleep also... he did not say goodbye to his mother, when he came down, she was not there, only Trunks was there. The young boy did not miss that, seeing Gohan's sad look, he grabbed him by the shoulders and stroked them with desire, making the boy uncomfortable, who walked away due to a strange feeling... fear.
"I want to be alone" Gohan muttered towards the younger man and started walking with his head lowered. The young man looked at him strangely and took him by the arm.
"I'll wait for you in my bedroom, if you don't come, I'll go with yours" he threatened. The little boy looked at the lavender haired young man with concern, he looked away and sighed.
"I don't want this anymore, I don't want to play anymore, I hadn't told you but since the bite you gave me my subconscious tells me to get away from you, you will hurt me, I am sure of that, you will hurt me and then you will run away since you leave on Tuesday you will go back to your timeline" the young boy whispers came out with broken words.
Gohan felt that a knot was forming in his throat, instead Trunks only applied more strength in the younger boy grip while he gritted his teeth; the little boy was right, he would go back to his timeline on Tuesday, his days were running out, he had to move fast and more now that he had no obstacles, his father was not one of them, those women and their grandparents were, but neither of they paid enough attention to them.
"Just go to my bedroom at the same time and don't put up any resistance or you'll see."
The young boy just sighed and let go of the grip, trotted to his bedroom and once there he locked and slid slowly over the door until he was sitting on the floor, he hugged his legs and observed a fixed point. He was afraid, too much, his body told him to continue with that, the sensations received were... pleasant so to speak, he did not believe that he liked that, that he liked begin touched like that, that they kissed him and that all this came from a man, he supposed that (like his parents), he should receive kisses from a girl, hold her hand, cuddle with her, and he did not know what else to do to her what Trunks did to him? maybe, but if he did, would that girl feel the same fear that he was feeling now? Now he remembered the time that Lime yelled at him that he was daring to save her, but she did it while she covered her chest... was that an area which he should not touch?
"This is complicated… why did I burn the anatomy book Bulma gave me?!" He cursed himself as he pulled his hair. He could not do anything anymore, just wait for the night to see what Trunks had planned for him or simply run away, the second was the most tentative option but what if Vegeta made a tour at dawn and he was not there? Vegeta! he had forgotten about him, maybe he could help him or save him, whatever was good as long as he did not get close to Trunks but... how would he ask for his help? "Vegeta will send me down through a tube" he pouted as he crawled to his bed and laid his head on it.
A thousand and one thoughts flooded his mind, some way to get out of there, to run away, it was what he wanted, Trunks began to scare him and more with the threats of a few moments ago. He sighed and got up to go to the bathroom, he had needs to do. His body was shaking, it was midnight and he had no desire to go with Trunks, he did not want him to do something to him or leave more marks like the ones he saw on his chest during the day when he decided to take a shower, his nipples were reddish and there were marks between purple and red throughout that area, even his legs had the same marks, he did not cry out for not alarming anyone or calling the other two Saiyans, of which he was sure, only the one from the future would go to check him and it was sure that he did not want that, he really did not want. He looked at his clock, 00:10 a.m and there was no sign of Trunks, that had him a little relieved so he decided to cover himself with his blankets and smile at night, finally he would have a night full of peace and without any strange sensation, it was that he was happier "huh?" a knock on his door alerted him, his breathing began to become ragged and his pulse quickened, he did not know whether to put himself on guard to protect himself or to fly out the window; several more blows scared him, continuous and strong, he swallowed hard and stealthily got up from his bed, walking at a slow pace and took the doorknob, opened it with a bang, waiting for Trunks groping. That never happened, he opened his eyes slowly and gasped when he saw him there "Vegeta…"
The appointed one was crossed of arms with the typical serious face of him.
"Dwarf, I want to talk to you" the younger boy tilted his head and stepped aside for the young man to enter, he did and sat on the little boy's bed, he did the same and began to play with his fingers "it's about Kakarrot , you... agh! your father died, I know that deep down you are devastated but still you keep going for your mother, how do you do it? as you know he's my enemy and the reason that he makes me stronger" he murmured.
Those words penetrated the little being that was Gohan, sigh... well, now he knew that not only his father hurt, all the Z senshi, his mother, Vegeta, his rival, smiled sadly and looked to the eldest.
"It hurts, yes, but my dad would want everyone to continue with their lives, he said that we forget him and take his departure lightly, we will always have him in our memory and heart, but for you it is not the end of the world, nor for no one. I know that I will never be able to occupy a place as high as my father, I have been thinking about it, I want to study and be a great researcher, but I also want to protect the earth for which he sacrificed himself, so… can we be rivals? I carry the will of my father" Gohan spoke sadly trying to make the lump in his throat not grown more than it already was, he looked at the older with doubt in search of an answer.
What Vegeta did was laugh, not in the mocking way.
"Brat, I think that continuing with our lives I accept it, but for you to become my rival you have to know how to fight better, if you're strong, even more than me, but you lack experience" the adult stood up and walked towards the door.
"I'm going to train! with Piccolo-san, as long as it takes and then I'd like to spar with you, you know…" Gohan pouted because he did not have an answer.
"Prove yourself you are worthy, Gohan. You are almost there."
With that, the man withdrew and Gohan could sigh with joy, he looked where Vegeta went as with a smile drawn on his face.
"Will you going to cheat me with my father?"
That voice made Gohan's colors go down, with fear he looked behind him, in effect, Trunks was there, his window was open, that bastard entered through his window while he saw Vegeta's back!
"I, I, I didn't…" he stuttered with fear. He saw how Trunks walked to close his door and put him safe, he gulped, in just seconds he was a prisoner on his own bed, he was being subdued by the young man.
"It's nice that you help my father, but now it's my turn, help me" the lavender haired young man growled with desire. Gohan denied several times but the older one ignored him. In less than five minutes he was completely naked being groped by the lavender haired young man, he was moving trying to push Trunks away, but he was applying a lot of strength.
"Trunks" he sighed fearfully "get off of me" he begged.
The young man gasped and went on with his task of licking his neck with desire as he began to remove his black turtleneck t-shirt. Then he continued with the little boy's nipples, those little appetizing buttons with their tender color between pink and brown, he sucked the left one desperately making the kid gasp, which tried to push away with his hands on the opposite shoulders.
"Take it easy, this time I won't put anything inside you" he whispered mockingly. Gohan bit his lower lip when he saw Trunks take off his pants; the lavender haired young man to "calm" Gohan decided to give him a passionate kiss, as expected, the young boy tried to reject him, but he was more skillful and stronger, he kissed him forcibly putting his tongue leaving his saliva in the opposite mouth, when they pulled away the young boy was left exhausted and breathless. Trunks smiled triumphantly, even if the little boy did not want it, he was going to enjoy it and have his daily orgasm with him. The way Trunks moved his fingers was totally different from last time, he put them in and took them out quickly, only this time he did not use anything, he put them dry making the little one let out little screams and small tears fell from his eyes-this It is for not going at the time I indicated-I scold him while he put a third finger.
Gohan opened his eyes in shock and bit his lower lip hard turning it red; he looked at the young man with plead, it was hurting him a lot.
"Stop, it hurts" the little boy whispered in a lament. His arms and elbows could not support him anymore, he flopped down on the bed while he still complained.
"Do you want me to stop?" a little noise of affirmation made the young man pull his fingers out, getting another little scream from the younger boy "come here and use your mouth" he ordered, Gohan with his face of sadness and fear accepted with a pain in his butt, he lay on his stomach and crawled until he reached the young man's manhood "just open your mouth, I'll take care of everything" Gohan nodded, opened his mouth and let Trunks do everything, the young man began to move up and down, inserting his penis deeper inside Gohan's mouth, as the minutes passed, the thrusts increased in speed, while Trunks moaned and growled, Gohan gagged, he was reaching much deeper than the last time. A sensual growl from Trunks announced that he had reached orgasm in Gohan's mouth "swallow it"
With the little strength he had left, the boy swallowed everything he could, then he felt himself being slightly pulled and the squeak of the bed announced that Trunks was moving, what happened next was that the lavender haired young man was on top of the little boy squeezing his ass with desire. Trunks gasped and began to jerk himself off looking the little boy's body tremble, when his cock get aroused again, he slid it between Gohan's ass, pressing his entrance, he began to simulate fast and hard thrusts, pulling out loud moans from the young boy, his hands did not stop, they squeezed that little butt with desire. Several minutes passed until Trunks stopped, leaving only his shaky breaths in the background, he carefully turned over Gohan's body and placed himself between Gohan's legs, who had a pleading look.
"Stop it" he whispered fearfully. Trunks gulped and then brushed his cock again with Gohan's entrance, he even introduced the tip for a brief second, and then rammed it again, now slowly "ah~"
Trunks smirked as he continued attacking the boy whose eyes were closed while his body rocked moderately, Gohan felt how Trunks manhood hit his entrance without even introducing it and still felt an immense pleasure, which he did not want, he did not want Trunks to keep doing things to him, it felt good, but fear was making her gasp.
"Why don't you open your eyes?" Trunks gasped on Gohan's lips.
The young boy with his red face and his watery eyes stared at the young man, who was smiling victoriously.
"Tru-Trunks!" Gohan groaned as he clenched his own hands making his knuckles turn white, he had not even assimilated it from a while ago when the older one was doing that to him again.
The thrusts increased to a fast and accurate way, the sound of skins crashing and the small splash could be clearly heard, the young man took Gohan's legs and raised them and then opened them to their maximum capacity, the little boy moaned and gasped from time to time he would stick his tongue out for air, seeing him like that drove him crazy, seeing him arch and close his eyes in pleasure gave Trunks immense desire to thrust him and fuck him with the same intensity as his thrusts.
"Shit, Gohan. You're so damn sexy~ "Trunks moaned as he placed the boy's legs on his shoulders. The little boy gasped loudly, his body was almost bent, Trunks cock slid over his small hole making a morbid noise and the clash of skins caused by his testicles hitting with his butt drove his heart crazy causing Gohan to utter pure babbling.
"Ahhh~~… ahmm… oh… ayhhh~~" Gohan moaned as he bit his lower lip, he did not want to give the lavender haired young man so much gusto. Trunks got down on his knees and gritted his teeth, he began to hit the young half-saiyan's body with much more strength and speed; the bed creaked at the same rhythm as his thrusts and Gohan's legs had come loose from the young man's shoulders causing them to move in the air to the rhythm of the act "ya-yaah~~" Gohan was so lost that he did not know where to flip "YAAAAAHHH~~~"
A strong thrust made Gohan reach orgasm, he arched his back as much as he could, he even threw his head back, he felt very exhausted, his breathing was accelerated, his eyelids were trying to close but something was preventing him from doing it, his body was still rocked slowly, he looked down, Trunks was still doing those movements, but something was different.
The young man from the future had placed his cock tip in Gohan's entrance, he was putting it in and out slowly… Trunks cum inside Gohan.
It had been a while since he had finished, the young boy as always and as he planned, fell asleep, something that he liked, because he had not even moved from his place, he was still jerking himself between the kid's legs so that his cock would arouse again and play their little games after groping the little boy. He succeeded, his penis gets aroused again, he smiled and again began with the slow thrusts so as not to wake the kid, although he doubted that he would wake up, at least not until tomorrow.
"You drive me crazy" he growled, Gohan was lost in Morpheus world, oblivious to everything, oblivious to how Trunks fondled him, rammed him, even oblivious to the marks he left on his skin.
"Gohan, it's me again, are you still awake?" Vegeta's voice stunned the young man from the future, who grunted and quickly tide everything, dressed up, dressed the boy completely forgetting to even clean him, there was not even enough time to bathe him, he clicked his tongue, arranged the sheets, wiped the cum off the floor and went out through the window, the same one through which he gets inside "Gohan?"
The older saiyan sighed, giving up, it was almost two in the morning, it was obvious that the little boy would be asleep.
"I'll talk to him tomorrow."
The prince thought as walked back to his bedroom, oblivious to everything that his son from his future did to him, his little… rival.