Chapter Six
Goku's fascination
Goku sat on his bed, smiling at the two people that had just walked into his room. "Yamcha, Chichi, can I ask the two of you a question?" He asked them, lying down on his bed and looking to the ceiling. He heard an 'um-hum' as a reply and groaned before asking the question that had been eating away at him. "Do you think liking a guy like that is a bad thing?" He asked, eyes closed, as he thought of the object in question. Since that night, all he could think about was Vegeta, even though the other Saiyan practically hated to be around him, he couldn't help but think of him in the way he use to think of Krillin. When he noticed that he hadn't gotten an answer, he opened his eyes and looked around the, now, empty room. He rolled his eyes and then closed them again, not really dwelling on the fact that Chichi and Yamcha have been keeping a long distance between him and themselves. He sat up in the bed, pulling off his training uniform and going into the showers, feeling as if he needed the warm water to clear his mind a bit. He turned on the shower and let the water run through his hair and down his back, relishing in the warmth and the steam that appeared from his body. Vegeta watched Goku shower from the door, his manhood rigid at the sight of rippling muscles and a beautifully, perfect behind, him being naked after wanting to take a cold shower. For the past few days, he had been able to call Kakarott's little friend to help him with the problem and even on a few occasions he had called for Radditz, but nothing helped. No one was able to fulfill his need for the idiot and he wanted him so bad. He whimpered at the thought of taking those perfect cheeks between his hands and. Goku's head spun around at the little sound and he looked into the prince's lustful eyes. "Hey, Geta-sama, you wanted to take a shower?" Goku asked him, rubbing soap on his chest and on the parts of his back that he could reach. Vegeta nodded once, not able to respond, his eyes locked on Goku's own hard-on. Goku looked down, blushing slightly and then looked back up, the blush still evenly spread throughout his face. "What? The water was cold and then it turned hot, you know.um. you want to join me?" Goku stuttered, not thinking of anything better to say, "Less water to waste?" Vegeta stared into his eyes when he finally got enough will power to pull his eyes away from Kakarott's essential limb; he nodded again, taking off his clothes with mouth agape and walked into the rather large shower with Goku. On both sides of the shower walls were showerheads, each one facing the other. Vegeta grabbed the other bar of soap and washed with his back facing Goku. "So, I was talking to Radditz today," Goku started, after the long silence, "and he wants to stay there. I told him that I'd talk to you about it and that I didn't know if you wanted me to stay longer or not." Vegeta looked over his shoulder for a moment and then back at the shower wall he was facing, "Well, you did make me lose my servant, so what would you give me for his freedom?" Vegeta asked emotionlessly, not really wanting to let go of his obsession but a bit happy that he wouldn't be tormented everyday. He was broken out of his thoughts when he felt a hard chest against his back and something else pressed against his back as well. "I don't want to stay with you, Geta-sama," Goku whined as he wrapped his arms around the other man's waist. "K-Kakarott, what are you d-doing?" Vegeta stuttered when Goku wrapped his arms around him. "Vegeta, I need you." Goku mumbled as he nibbled on the man's neck and ear. "S-Stop." Vegeta urged as he felt his knees go weak and his stomach flutter, Goku pulled him closer and. Goku awoke from his dream, panting hard and stuck with a raging hard-on. He hit the bed angrily. He knew it had been a dream when he didn't see Yamcha and Chichi in his room, but his body didn't want him to know that, and being the idiot, he complied. Stupid, stupid, stupid, he thought to himself, getting out of the bed naked, and walking into Vegeta's room. He saw the prince sound asleep as he crawled into the bed next to him, throwing his arm over the sleeping prince. Vegeta woke-up, a bit startled, but then relaxed when he realized the familiar ki. "Bad dream?" He mumbled over his shoulder, still not fully awake. "Yes," Goku told him sleepily, snuggling closer to his prince, his obsession.
Goku's fascination
Goku sat on his bed, smiling at the two people that had just walked into his room. "Yamcha, Chichi, can I ask the two of you a question?" He asked them, lying down on his bed and looking to the ceiling. He heard an 'um-hum' as a reply and groaned before asking the question that had been eating away at him. "Do you think liking a guy like that is a bad thing?" He asked, eyes closed, as he thought of the object in question. Since that night, all he could think about was Vegeta, even though the other Saiyan practically hated to be around him, he couldn't help but think of him in the way he use to think of Krillin. When he noticed that he hadn't gotten an answer, he opened his eyes and looked around the, now, empty room. He rolled his eyes and then closed them again, not really dwelling on the fact that Chichi and Yamcha have been keeping a long distance between him and themselves. He sat up in the bed, pulling off his training uniform and going into the showers, feeling as if he needed the warm water to clear his mind a bit. He turned on the shower and let the water run through his hair and down his back, relishing in the warmth and the steam that appeared from his body. Vegeta watched Goku shower from the door, his manhood rigid at the sight of rippling muscles and a beautifully, perfect behind, him being naked after wanting to take a cold shower. For the past few days, he had been able to call Kakarott's little friend to help him with the problem and even on a few occasions he had called for Radditz, but nothing helped. No one was able to fulfill his need for the idiot and he wanted him so bad. He whimpered at the thought of taking those perfect cheeks between his hands and. Goku's head spun around at the little sound and he looked into the prince's lustful eyes. "Hey, Geta-sama, you wanted to take a shower?" Goku asked him, rubbing soap on his chest and on the parts of his back that he could reach. Vegeta nodded once, not able to respond, his eyes locked on Goku's own hard-on. Goku looked down, blushing slightly and then looked back up, the blush still evenly spread throughout his face. "What? The water was cold and then it turned hot, you know.um. you want to join me?" Goku stuttered, not thinking of anything better to say, "Less water to waste?" Vegeta stared into his eyes when he finally got enough will power to pull his eyes away from Kakarott's essential limb; he nodded again, taking off his clothes with mouth agape and walked into the rather large shower with Goku. On both sides of the shower walls were showerheads, each one facing the other. Vegeta grabbed the other bar of soap and washed with his back facing Goku. "So, I was talking to Radditz today," Goku started, after the long silence, "and he wants to stay there. I told him that I'd talk to you about it and that I didn't know if you wanted me to stay longer or not." Vegeta looked over his shoulder for a moment and then back at the shower wall he was facing, "Well, you did make me lose my servant, so what would you give me for his freedom?" Vegeta asked emotionlessly, not really wanting to let go of his obsession but a bit happy that he wouldn't be tormented everyday. He was broken out of his thoughts when he felt a hard chest against his back and something else pressed against his back as well. "I don't want to stay with you, Geta-sama," Goku whined as he wrapped his arms around the other man's waist. "K-Kakarott, what are you d-doing?" Vegeta stuttered when Goku wrapped his arms around him. "Vegeta, I need you." Goku mumbled as he nibbled on the man's neck and ear. "S-Stop." Vegeta urged as he felt his knees go weak and his stomach flutter, Goku pulled him closer and. Goku awoke from his dream, panting hard and stuck with a raging hard-on. He hit the bed angrily. He knew it had been a dream when he didn't see Yamcha and Chichi in his room, but his body didn't want him to know that, and being the idiot, he complied. Stupid, stupid, stupid, he thought to himself, getting out of the bed naked, and walking into Vegeta's room. He saw the prince sound asleep as he crawled into the bed next to him, throwing his arm over the sleeping prince. Vegeta woke-up, a bit startled, but then relaxed when he realized the familiar ki. "Bad dream?" He mumbled over his shoulder, still not fully awake. "Yes," Goku told him sleepily, snuggling closer to his prince, his obsession.
