disclaimers: do not own DBZ.....sigh
This is yaoi, meaning boyxboy love.
Videl bashing ^__~ UH, THIS Chapter has a LEMON!!! (in other words, two sexy bishies getting it on. ^_^)
Saiyangirl*dbz*dbgt: Okay, you can have Trunks since you were the first to request him. :P Everyone else can have a cookie. Thanks for clearing up Trunks Japanese name. Lol, no hard feelings! It makes me happy someone can offer criticism. ^_^
Thanks for reviweing everyone. I'm not sure when I'll update again but I'll try to hurry!
CHIBI LOVE
After advoiding Videl and giving her the slip, the two demi-Saiyans took to the skies. School had passed by quickly, both having the same classes the entire day. Lunch was much easier for Gohan, now that another ate the same amount of food. Trunks was always attacked by the female population as well as some of the males. Gohan watched, trying to restrain giggling, as Trunks helplessly was molested. Of course, when it got too bad, Gohan stepped in. Gohan wasn't envious of his friend, in fact, Gohan was proud that his soon- to-be boyfriend attracted so many people. It also warmed him that Trunks didn't find any of his admirers worthy to be his girlfriend/boyfriend.
Gohan glanced at Trunks as the two began to come closer to his house. The lavendar hair was framing Trunks face like a cloud. Gohan laughed, eliciting a confused stare from Trunks. He just shook his head and returned his gaze forward. Gohan could sense in Trunks ki that he was nervous. Gohan decided that it was almost time to let him know. To let Trunks know how much he loved him still.
Touching down on the ground, Trunks followed Gohan hesitantly. He wasn't sure what had possessed him to join Gohan after knowing the two would be alone. Trunks ~knew~ that Gohan didn't like guys. It was proof in that Videl girl who constantly hung on his arm. It wasn't as if he shrugged her off. Trunks, himself, was bisexual. He'd dated girls in his own time but none gave him what he desired, love. He was yet a virgin and would remain so until his true love was his. Trunks was positive that Gohan was a virgin too, in that, the boy hadn't been allowed to even attend highschool until he was eighteen. Trunks swallowed the lump in his throat. He had forgotten that Chichi was visiting Bulma until six that night. That would mean two hours alone with Gohan!
Gohan pulled open the door and threw his stuff on the floor before turning politely to Trunks, "Do you want something to eat or drink?"
"No thanks."
"Well I do. Would you do me a favor? I need you to get a video from my room."
"Uh..okay."
"Its in the top drawer of my dresser." Gohan bit his lip as he watched Trunks leave down the hallway. He wasn't entirely sure how Trunks was going to react when he opened the drawer. Gohan shrugged, he'd find out soon enough.
Trunks went inside the neatly organized room and crossed to the dresser. He pulled the as directed one open. He rummaged through and found no video; only socks. Trunks was about to close it when a folded piece of paper caught his attention. Curiosity got the best of the prince. Opening it, he gasped when he realized what it was. It floated from his limp hands to the floor and Trunks braced himself against the piece of furniture, tears leaving two trails of saline. He had never forgotten that day. He heard the footsteps come to a halt. "You know?" Trunks whispered in a raspy voice.
"Yes..." Gohan hadn't expected Trunks to take it so badly.
"Why? Why didn't you tell me you had it?"
"I..I wanted you to...."
"Don't you understand Gohan? How much it pained me to even give you the damn thing in the first place?! To know that I could, never, ever have you?"
"Trunks no baka."
"Huh?" Trunks raised his head and looked like a deer caught in headlights.
"I kept it because I feel the same. Trunks, I love you just as I did back then."
"What?" Trunks asked, body trembling.
"Trunks...I was too young then to realize it. It took you leaving for me to understand the full extent to what I felt for you. My heart broke into a thousand pieces that day. You had just given me the letter and I tried to get to you in time but by the time I reached the lab, you were gone. I was deppressed for a long, long time. I'm surprised I was even able to destroy Cell." Gohan wrapped his arms around the shaking young man. "Oh Trunks...don't you see? I love you."
"I love you too Gohan...."
Gohan titled Trunks head with his hand. He leaned closer. "Can I kiss you?" he whispered. Trunks nodded. Gohan brushed his lips softly against Trunks', relishing in the velvety feel. Before Gohan was given a chance to explore more with his feather-light kisses, Trunks crushed Gohan's lips against his. Gohan, never having been kissed before, blushed furiously when Trunks ran his tongue against Gohan's lower lip, gently demanding entrance. Gohan obliged and was rewarded with the new sensations the probing tongue was bringing. He moaned when Trunks tongue tangled with his own in a heated duel. Gohan didn't bother with whether he was submissive or not, at that point all thoughts had simply vanished. It was just him and Trunks.
In a quick second, Gohan's shirt was removed. He opened his eyes and stared into the half-lidded, lust/love filled cerulean eyes of Trunks. Wriggling in anticipation, Gohan brought Trunks straining arousal against his own. The feeling was mind-blowing. The only previous pleasure he had felt was that time when he touched himself. It was so long ago that he had forgotten the bliss. Trunks mouth traveled to Gohan's neck, nipping and biting eagerly. Gohan moaned, wanting more than just playful sucks. Trunks got the message as he lapped at one of the puckered nipples. Gohan let in a shuttering gasp of breath as he bucked against Trunks, a moan escaping from the occupied mouth. Gohan grabbed Trunks pants, cupping him through the material. Trunks lifted his head and brought Gohan in for a bruising kiss, urging him to continue. Gohan rubbed at the hardened member, delighting in the ectasy that flushed Trunks face.
"Need, more." Trunks panted, pausing Gohan in administrations. In one deft move, Gohan was free of his pants and boxers. Gohan blushed at the approving glance over from Trunks at his newly exposed body. Gohan pointed to Trunks own clothes. The prince chuckled and removed his own. Trunks straddled Gohan's hips again, bringing their members into contact. Gohan bit on his lip to prevent from screaming. "I've wanted this for so long," Trunks whispered. "I don't think I can wait any longer." Gohan nodded, understanding. "Do you have any lotion?"
"What for?"
"I need to prepare you or its gonna hurt."
"I don't give a damn! Just fuck me already!" Gohan was surprised by the furiousity in his own voice. To further prove his anxiousness, he wrapped his legs around Trunks waist. "DO IT NOW!" he yelled. He had to have Trunks inside of him or the wait was going to drive him insane.
"I will....Kami Gohan." Trunks, in fluid thrust, slipped inside of Gohan. He gasped at the warm tightness that enveloped his erection. Trunks stared down at Gohan, relieved that there was no pain. He started rocking at a slow pace. He didn't want to injure the other boy. Gohan growled, moving at a pace faster than Trunks so that the other was forced to speed up. Trunks hit a cluster of nerves that sent Gohan into pleasureable oblivion. Gohan screamed loudly. Trunks angled his body so he kept hitting that one spot over and over again. He could feel his release on the verge of happening. He wanted the other to come first, he wanted to watch Gohan in his throes of passion. Grasping Gohan's member, he pumped. In a few mintues, Gohan's release was upon him. Trunks opened his eyes and was mesmerized by the way Gohan looked. It was something he would commit to memory. As the walls of Gohan became tighter, Trunks could feel his own. With a few solid thrusts, Trunks came inside of the demi.
Exhausted, Trunks collapsed against Gohan. After regaining his breath Trunks smiled coyly at Gohan. "Didn't expect that to happen."
"Me either. Kami...that was amazing."
"You know, its a good thing our mothers aren't Saiyan."
"Why's that?"
"Because they could smell the sex."
It was then Gohan's eyes snapped open. The sound of a car approaching caused him to leap from the bed in panic. Trunks stared at Gohan. "Its my mom! She's back early!!!"
* * *
Gohan threw on his clothes and beckoned with pleading eyes for Trunks to hurry. Grabbing the messy sheets, he threw them in the wash.
This is yaoi, meaning boyxboy love.
Videl bashing ^__~ UH, THIS Chapter has a LEMON!!! (in other words, two sexy bishies getting it on. ^_^)
Saiyangirl*dbz*dbgt: Okay, you can have Trunks since you were the first to request him. :P Everyone else can have a cookie. Thanks for clearing up Trunks Japanese name. Lol, no hard feelings! It makes me happy someone can offer criticism. ^_^
Thanks for reviweing everyone. I'm not sure when I'll update again but I'll try to hurry!
CHIBI LOVE
After advoiding Videl and giving her the slip, the two demi-Saiyans took to the skies. School had passed by quickly, both having the same classes the entire day. Lunch was much easier for Gohan, now that another ate the same amount of food. Trunks was always attacked by the female population as well as some of the males. Gohan watched, trying to restrain giggling, as Trunks helplessly was molested. Of course, when it got too bad, Gohan stepped in. Gohan wasn't envious of his friend, in fact, Gohan was proud that his soon- to-be boyfriend attracted so many people. It also warmed him that Trunks didn't find any of his admirers worthy to be his girlfriend/boyfriend.
Gohan glanced at Trunks as the two began to come closer to his house. The lavendar hair was framing Trunks face like a cloud. Gohan laughed, eliciting a confused stare from Trunks. He just shook his head and returned his gaze forward. Gohan could sense in Trunks ki that he was nervous. Gohan decided that it was almost time to let him know. To let Trunks know how much he loved him still.
Touching down on the ground, Trunks followed Gohan hesitantly. He wasn't sure what had possessed him to join Gohan after knowing the two would be alone. Trunks ~knew~ that Gohan didn't like guys. It was proof in that Videl girl who constantly hung on his arm. It wasn't as if he shrugged her off. Trunks, himself, was bisexual. He'd dated girls in his own time but none gave him what he desired, love. He was yet a virgin and would remain so until his true love was his. Trunks was positive that Gohan was a virgin too, in that, the boy hadn't been allowed to even attend highschool until he was eighteen. Trunks swallowed the lump in his throat. He had forgotten that Chichi was visiting Bulma until six that night. That would mean two hours alone with Gohan!
Gohan pulled open the door and threw his stuff on the floor before turning politely to Trunks, "Do you want something to eat or drink?"
"No thanks."
"Well I do. Would you do me a favor? I need you to get a video from my room."
"Uh..okay."
"Its in the top drawer of my dresser." Gohan bit his lip as he watched Trunks leave down the hallway. He wasn't entirely sure how Trunks was going to react when he opened the drawer. Gohan shrugged, he'd find out soon enough.
Trunks went inside the neatly organized room and crossed to the dresser. He pulled the as directed one open. He rummaged through and found no video; only socks. Trunks was about to close it when a folded piece of paper caught his attention. Curiosity got the best of the prince. Opening it, he gasped when he realized what it was. It floated from his limp hands to the floor and Trunks braced himself against the piece of furniture, tears leaving two trails of saline. He had never forgotten that day. He heard the footsteps come to a halt. "You know?" Trunks whispered in a raspy voice.
"Yes..." Gohan hadn't expected Trunks to take it so badly.
"Why? Why didn't you tell me you had it?"
"I..I wanted you to...."
"Don't you understand Gohan? How much it pained me to even give you the damn thing in the first place?! To know that I could, never, ever have you?"
"Trunks no baka."
"Huh?" Trunks raised his head and looked like a deer caught in headlights.
"I kept it because I feel the same. Trunks, I love you just as I did back then."
"What?" Trunks asked, body trembling.
"Trunks...I was too young then to realize it. It took you leaving for me to understand the full extent to what I felt for you. My heart broke into a thousand pieces that day. You had just given me the letter and I tried to get to you in time but by the time I reached the lab, you were gone. I was deppressed for a long, long time. I'm surprised I was even able to destroy Cell." Gohan wrapped his arms around the shaking young man. "Oh Trunks...don't you see? I love you."
"I love you too Gohan...."
Gohan titled Trunks head with his hand. He leaned closer. "Can I kiss you?" he whispered. Trunks nodded. Gohan brushed his lips softly against Trunks', relishing in the velvety feel. Before Gohan was given a chance to explore more with his feather-light kisses, Trunks crushed Gohan's lips against his. Gohan, never having been kissed before, blushed furiously when Trunks ran his tongue against Gohan's lower lip, gently demanding entrance. Gohan obliged and was rewarded with the new sensations the probing tongue was bringing. He moaned when Trunks tongue tangled with his own in a heated duel. Gohan didn't bother with whether he was submissive or not, at that point all thoughts had simply vanished. It was just him and Trunks.
In a quick second, Gohan's shirt was removed. He opened his eyes and stared into the half-lidded, lust/love filled cerulean eyes of Trunks. Wriggling in anticipation, Gohan brought Trunks straining arousal against his own. The feeling was mind-blowing. The only previous pleasure he had felt was that time when he touched himself. It was so long ago that he had forgotten the bliss. Trunks mouth traveled to Gohan's neck, nipping and biting eagerly. Gohan moaned, wanting more than just playful sucks. Trunks got the message as he lapped at one of the puckered nipples. Gohan let in a shuttering gasp of breath as he bucked against Trunks, a moan escaping from the occupied mouth. Gohan grabbed Trunks pants, cupping him through the material. Trunks lifted his head and brought Gohan in for a bruising kiss, urging him to continue. Gohan rubbed at the hardened member, delighting in the ectasy that flushed Trunks face.
"Need, more." Trunks panted, pausing Gohan in administrations. In one deft move, Gohan was free of his pants and boxers. Gohan blushed at the approving glance over from Trunks at his newly exposed body. Gohan pointed to Trunks own clothes. The prince chuckled and removed his own. Trunks straddled Gohan's hips again, bringing their members into contact. Gohan bit on his lip to prevent from screaming. "I've wanted this for so long," Trunks whispered. "I don't think I can wait any longer." Gohan nodded, understanding. "Do you have any lotion?"
"What for?"
"I need to prepare you or its gonna hurt."
"I don't give a damn! Just fuck me already!" Gohan was surprised by the furiousity in his own voice. To further prove his anxiousness, he wrapped his legs around Trunks waist. "DO IT NOW!" he yelled. He had to have Trunks inside of him or the wait was going to drive him insane.
"I will....Kami Gohan." Trunks, in fluid thrust, slipped inside of Gohan. He gasped at the warm tightness that enveloped his erection. Trunks stared down at Gohan, relieved that there was no pain. He started rocking at a slow pace. He didn't want to injure the other boy. Gohan growled, moving at a pace faster than Trunks so that the other was forced to speed up. Trunks hit a cluster of nerves that sent Gohan into pleasureable oblivion. Gohan screamed loudly. Trunks angled his body so he kept hitting that one spot over and over again. He could feel his release on the verge of happening. He wanted the other to come first, he wanted to watch Gohan in his throes of passion. Grasping Gohan's member, he pumped. In a few mintues, Gohan's release was upon him. Trunks opened his eyes and was mesmerized by the way Gohan looked. It was something he would commit to memory. As the walls of Gohan became tighter, Trunks could feel his own. With a few solid thrusts, Trunks came inside of the demi.
Exhausted, Trunks collapsed against Gohan. After regaining his breath Trunks smiled coyly at Gohan. "Didn't expect that to happen."
"Me either. Kami...that was amazing."
"You know, its a good thing our mothers aren't Saiyan."
"Why's that?"
"Because they could smell the sex."
It was then Gohan's eyes snapped open. The sound of a car approaching caused him to leap from the bed in panic. Trunks stared at Gohan. "Its my mom! She's back early!!!"
* * *
Gohan threw on his clothes and beckoned with pleading eyes for Trunks to hurry. Grabbing the messy sheets, he threw them in the wash.