disclaimers: do not own DBZ.....sigh
This is yaoi, meaning boyxboy love. Go away if it offends you. Flamers can rot in hell.
Um, yeah. First Paragraph, Gohan is exploring himself. I'm not a boy so I'm not sure what boys do alone but I have done it to guys, so, um...yeah. Skip first if it really disgusts you.
CHIBI LOVE
Gohan could feel Trunks breathing behind him and realized the older boy was sleeping. Gohan smiled, it wasn't everyday that Trunks seemed so relaxed. This was the first time Gohan had ever seen Trunks sleep and he seemed angelic. Gohan ran his finger across Trunks cheek bones, delighting in the feel of the teenager beneath the digit. A scent wafted through Gohan's nostrils; cinnamon? Gohan sniffed Trunks neck, the scent the strongest there. Gohan's tongue flicked out experimentally to taste Trunks skin. He was jolted by the delicious flavor. He moaned as he licked the flesh again. The boy paused when he came to his senses, confused by his own actions. Gohan felt the heat rush to his stomach again and this time he chanced a look at his lower torso only to find something very unfamiliar. Gohan stared at the bulge in his pants, never before having given it much consideration. He reached forward, finger poking at it. It was hard, just like the thing that had been brushing against his back. Gohan had read up on the subject of sex but had never really been allowed to go into detail about the deed so he wasn't entirely sure what happened. Apparently, this was what happened when males became...well, he didnt even have a word for that in his extensive vocabulary. Gohan touched the erect part of his anatomy and was hit with a burst of new feelings. It felt strange but...nice. He idly wondered what it would be like if he used his whole hand. Glancing at Trunks, he was relieved to see that the older boy was still sleeping heavily. He shoved his pants, which were becoming tight, down. This time he had a clearer image of his member yet was still restrained by the confines of Gohan's boxers. He wasn't sure if he wanted to touch it all the way so he cupped his palm and held himself. By instinct, he rubbed his fingertips across the very tip of it and was rewarded by a shock of pleasure. Gohan moaned low, not caring now. He pulled the waistband of his boxers and slipped his hand inside. His hand wrapped around his arousal as he moved it uncertainly. He wasn't positive on what to do. He did what came natural and slid his hand up and down. He tossed his head back against Trunks chest, eyes squeezed shut tightly, jaw slack. He pumped faster adding some pressure, panting. Gohan felt his release soon as his organ expanded and the front of his boxers was hit by a creamy substance. He stroked a few more times before taking his hand out, covered in the same liquid. Gohan's nose wrinkled in disgust. Grabbing his pants, he went to the bathroom where he took another, cold, shower. Luckily, his old clothes he had previously been wearing were dried so he slipped those on and tossed his messed clothes into the washer.
* * *
Gohan was even more confused now, after reading an entire book of Master Roshi's on the art of sex. It said that the male organ became erect when feeling desire for an individual of ones opposite gender. Gohan shook his head as he stashed the book along with Roshi's belongings once again. He had been turned on by Trunks and he was positive that Trunks was a boy like himself. He wasn't sure who he could talk to. His dad wouldn't understand, Vegeta would have a cow if he knew that Gohan was jerking off because of his son, Piccolo was asexual, and he didnt dare ask his mother, he didnt trust the other Z senshi so that left Bulma. Gohan went to Bulma's laboratory, nervous.
The blue haired genius lifted her eyes from the document she was reading to stare at Gohan. "What is it Gohan? Somethings wrong?" She dropped the paper and motioned for GOhan to sit. She had a sixth sense about that sort of thing.
"Bulma-san....I...I need your help."
"About what? You can tell me anything Gohan." Bulma shut the door to her office before giving Gohan her full attention. She couldn't help but notice the blush on Gohan's cheeks.
"I...something happend to me lastnight and I'm not sure why. I mean, the book said that it was because of the opposite sex, but it was because of another boy that it happened and I dont know why."
Bulma could see the pleading in Gohan's eyes so she did her best to figure out the hidden meaning. It was then she did. Her eyes grew round. "WHO IS IT?!" she all but squealed.
"....Trunks...."
"REALLY?! You masturbated because of my son?!!" Bulma laughed, hugging Gohan. "Little Gohan's growing up!"
"Bu..Bulma-san..you choking me," he rasped out. She let go. "But...isn't it supposed to happen because of a girl?"
"Not necessarily. It can be caused by a boy too. Gohan, alot of people don't look to kindly upon homosexuality, meaning two people of the same sex like each other. I think you should just keep this between us and maybe tell Trunks."
Gohan nodded. "They'd hate me because I love another boy?" Gohan's eyes were wide with curiousity and confusion.
"Aww, Gohan." Bulma ruffled the ebony strands. "People look for a reason to hate others."
"How come your not like that Bulma-san?"
"I dont care. As long as theirs love, it shouldn't matter what the gender or race of the two people are. Do you love Trunks?"
Gohan nodded. "Hai. I..I think I do. I get really nervous around him and my heart beats really fast. When..when he touches me its nice and...and I feel the same thing that I felt lastnight."
"Desire."
"Desire?"
"Yes. Thats when you want another person intimately?"
"Sex? But Bulma-san, how..how can two boys have sex? The book didn't explain that..."
Bulma laughed. "I'm sure you'll figure it out later on but your too young to be having sex now." Gohan's face faltered. "You mean...you want to become intimate with Trunks?" Gohan nodded somberly. "Well...I'm not the one to tell you about it. When you and Trunks are ready, you'll know what to do."
"Bulma...you won't mention this to anyone, will you?"
"Of course not. Gohan, just..make Trunks happy. He needs someone."
"I will Bulma-san! Thank you," Gohan hugged the kind woman before happily skipping off, singing to himself. He felt light as air, floating on Cloud 9. He had to find Trunks and tell him he loved him before the fight with Cell. There was no telling if they'd survive the battle and Gohan wanted to spend as much time with Trunks as possible. He went inside the gardens and sure enough, there he was in all his violet haired glory. "Hi Trunks-kun!"
"Gohan! What..what are you doing here?"
Gohan laughed and then walked over to Trunks who was busily folding up a piece of paper. "Who's that too Trunks-kun?"
"Uh...noone."
"Yes it is. Tell me who!"
"You...."
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KILL ME NOW! I just did a self exploration scene. OH gods, i'm cursed.. Yep. Dont hurt me.
This is yaoi, meaning boyxboy love. Go away if it offends you. Flamers can rot in hell.
Um, yeah. First Paragraph, Gohan is exploring himself. I'm not a boy so I'm not sure what boys do alone but I have done it to guys, so, um...yeah. Skip first if it really disgusts you.
CHIBI LOVE
Gohan could feel Trunks breathing behind him and realized the older boy was sleeping. Gohan smiled, it wasn't everyday that Trunks seemed so relaxed. This was the first time Gohan had ever seen Trunks sleep and he seemed angelic. Gohan ran his finger across Trunks cheek bones, delighting in the feel of the teenager beneath the digit. A scent wafted through Gohan's nostrils; cinnamon? Gohan sniffed Trunks neck, the scent the strongest there. Gohan's tongue flicked out experimentally to taste Trunks skin. He was jolted by the delicious flavor. He moaned as he licked the flesh again. The boy paused when he came to his senses, confused by his own actions. Gohan felt the heat rush to his stomach again and this time he chanced a look at his lower torso only to find something very unfamiliar. Gohan stared at the bulge in his pants, never before having given it much consideration. He reached forward, finger poking at it. It was hard, just like the thing that had been brushing against his back. Gohan had read up on the subject of sex but had never really been allowed to go into detail about the deed so he wasn't entirely sure what happened. Apparently, this was what happened when males became...well, he didnt even have a word for that in his extensive vocabulary. Gohan touched the erect part of his anatomy and was hit with a burst of new feelings. It felt strange but...nice. He idly wondered what it would be like if he used his whole hand. Glancing at Trunks, he was relieved to see that the older boy was still sleeping heavily. He shoved his pants, which were becoming tight, down. This time he had a clearer image of his member yet was still restrained by the confines of Gohan's boxers. He wasn't sure if he wanted to touch it all the way so he cupped his palm and held himself. By instinct, he rubbed his fingertips across the very tip of it and was rewarded by a shock of pleasure. Gohan moaned low, not caring now. He pulled the waistband of his boxers and slipped his hand inside. His hand wrapped around his arousal as he moved it uncertainly. He wasn't positive on what to do. He did what came natural and slid his hand up and down. He tossed his head back against Trunks chest, eyes squeezed shut tightly, jaw slack. He pumped faster adding some pressure, panting. Gohan felt his release soon as his organ expanded and the front of his boxers was hit by a creamy substance. He stroked a few more times before taking his hand out, covered in the same liquid. Gohan's nose wrinkled in disgust. Grabbing his pants, he went to the bathroom where he took another, cold, shower. Luckily, his old clothes he had previously been wearing were dried so he slipped those on and tossed his messed clothes into the washer.
* * *
Gohan was even more confused now, after reading an entire book of Master Roshi's on the art of sex. It said that the male organ became erect when feeling desire for an individual of ones opposite gender. Gohan shook his head as he stashed the book along with Roshi's belongings once again. He had been turned on by Trunks and he was positive that Trunks was a boy like himself. He wasn't sure who he could talk to. His dad wouldn't understand, Vegeta would have a cow if he knew that Gohan was jerking off because of his son, Piccolo was asexual, and he didnt dare ask his mother, he didnt trust the other Z senshi so that left Bulma. Gohan went to Bulma's laboratory, nervous.
The blue haired genius lifted her eyes from the document she was reading to stare at Gohan. "What is it Gohan? Somethings wrong?" She dropped the paper and motioned for GOhan to sit. She had a sixth sense about that sort of thing.
"Bulma-san....I...I need your help."
"About what? You can tell me anything Gohan." Bulma shut the door to her office before giving Gohan her full attention. She couldn't help but notice the blush on Gohan's cheeks.
"I...something happend to me lastnight and I'm not sure why. I mean, the book said that it was because of the opposite sex, but it was because of another boy that it happened and I dont know why."
Bulma could see the pleading in Gohan's eyes so she did her best to figure out the hidden meaning. It was then she did. Her eyes grew round. "WHO IS IT?!" she all but squealed.
"....Trunks...."
"REALLY?! You masturbated because of my son?!!" Bulma laughed, hugging Gohan. "Little Gohan's growing up!"
"Bu..Bulma-san..you choking me," he rasped out. She let go. "But...isn't it supposed to happen because of a girl?"
"Not necessarily. It can be caused by a boy too. Gohan, alot of people don't look to kindly upon homosexuality, meaning two people of the same sex like each other. I think you should just keep this between us and maybe tell Trunks."
Gohan nodded. "They'd hate me because I love another boy?" Gohan's eyes were wide with curiousity and confusion.
"Aww, Gohan." Bulma ruffled the ebony strands. "People look for a reason to hate others."
"How come your not like that Bulma-san?"
"I dont care. As long as theirs love, it shouldn't matter what the gender or race of the two people are. Do you love Trunks?"
Gohan nodded. "Hai. I..I think I do. I get really nervous around him and my heart beats really fast. When..when he touches me its nice and...and I feel the same thing that I felt lastnight."
"Desire."
"Desire?"
"Yes. Thats when you want another person intimately?"
"Sex? But Bulma-san, how..how can two boys have sex? The book didn't explain that..."
Bulma laughed. "I'm sure you'll figure it out later on but your too young to be having sex now." Gohan's face faltered. "You mean...you want to become intimate with Trunks?" Gohan nodded somberly. "Well...I'm not the one to tell you about it. When you and Trunks are ready, you'll know what to do."
"Bulma...you won't mention this to anyone, will you?"
"Of course not. Gohan, just..make Trunks happy. He needs someone."
"I will Bulma-san! Thank you," Gohan hugged the kind woman before happily skipping off, singing to himself. He felt light as air, floating on Cloud 9. He had to find Trunks and tell him he loved him before the fight with Cell. There was no telling if they'd survive the battle and Gohan wanted to spend as much time with Trunks as possible. He went inside the gardens and sure enough, there he was in all his violet haired glory. "Hi Trunks-kun!"
"Gohan! What..what are you doing here?"
Gohan laughed and then walked over to Trunks who was busily folding up a piece of paper. "Who's that too Trunks-kun?"
"Uh...noone."
"Yes it is. Tell me who!"
"You...."
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KILL ME NOW! I just did a self exploration scene. OH gods, i'm cursed.. Yep. Dont hurt me.