Part 7

Goten and Trunks

Through Goten's eyes:

My dad. Trunks' dad. Lips touching. I wonder what that was about. They seem

pretty angry. I don't know why. I have seen my dad and mom do that thousands of

time.

"Goten!" Trunks snapped. "Hurry this way."

I peered around the corner. There they were.

"But Trunks. Their over there." I whispered.

"Just go by quitely. They'll never know."

So we did. First Trunks went by. I followed closely. Oh no! My dad saw me. I

quickly ran to the other side.

"Trunks. I think my dad saw us."

He peered around the corner.

Nope they think we went into the master bedroom.

I giggled at the stupid adults.

"This way." Trunks ordered.

He led the way and I followed. "Let's go to my room. They'll never think to look

for us there." Trunks said.

He led the twisty, turny way to his room. I wondered what it would feel like. To

press our lips together. I must have thought about that for a long time because

before I knew it we were in Trunks' room.

"Trunks what was our dad's doing?" I asked.

"They were kissing." He told me.

"Oh." I responded. "Have-have you ever kissed somebody."

Phhhh, he made a sound by blowing air out. Phhhh, he made the sound again.

"Well... actually...no."

"Wonder what it would be like." I said in amazement.

"Are you thinking of trying it?" he asked cautiously.

"Only if you are." I said abruptly.

"Well only once. And you promise never to tel anyone about it." he said strictly.

"Yes" I said.

We leaned in. Our lips touch. Only for a second. It was wonderful. I really enjoyed

kissing. And I really enjoyed Trunks.

"Wanna try again? For longer this time." I asked

He didn't say anything. He didn't have to. I knew the answer. We closed our eyes

and leaned in closer. Our lips touched. For 1 seconds, 2 seconds, 3 seconds. It

was joyfull. Then Trunks started to move his lips open. His tongue slowly entered

my mouth. It pressed down on my tongue. Every moment was better then the next.

I felt something happen in my pants. Nothing like this has ever happened before. I

backed away.

"Ahhhh!" I screamed, jumped back and dropped my pants.

There was my pee-pee. It was big. Bigger then usual.

"Am I... am I dying Trunks?" I said dreadfully.

Trunks didn't say anything for a while. Just gazed. Then: "No, no you aren't. This

has happened to me before. And is happening." he dropped his pants. I was

shocked. Mine was bigger. What did this mean.

"Goten ... I've seen my parents doing something." he cames closer walking out of

his pants. "My dad. Was putting his thing" he looked down, "into my

mom's...hole. It looked like they were having fun. I like having fun."

"I don't have a hole though." I looked around. "Wait I have a hole in my butt. We

can have fun with that."

"But how?" he asked himself. "I know, lean on my bed." Goten did.

Trunks walked up to the me, leaning over, still with a long thing. And slowly he put

his thing in my hole. It hurt. But it felt good. I gave out a little wimper. I fought

back the pain and tryed to focus on the delight.

"No-now what?" I asked through gasps.

"Well my dad did something like this." he pulled his thing out a little and jammed it

back in harder. It hurt but felt good, "that feels great!"

He did it again. He gave out a yelp of joy. Again. Another yelp. He came all the way

out and pushed down on the bed. He lay on top of me and put his thing in me.

Out. In. Yelp. Out. In. Yelp. He was enjoying this and so was I.

Through Trunks' Eyes:

It was incredible. The pleasure. The great pleasure. It was so good. Unimaginably

good. I went on. Out. In. Out. In. Out. I did a really hard in and gave out a

whimper. That felt even better then before. I did it slower but harder. Out. IN. Out.

IN. Something was happening. I felt something rising. Up and up. Out. IN.

Something came out. I never felt like I had to pee. Just something. I pulled myself

out. Lay there next to my panting half-naked friend. I don't know why but we were

both really tired.