Ah, yes this was an excellent beginning to a Saturday morning, a morning when he didn't have any nagging responsibilities. No schoolwork to complete, no intergalactic beings to battle, and best of all, his mother Chichi was off visiting her father until Sunday evening. Not that Gohan didn't love his mom dearly. He did of course. It was just... well; her voice had this habit of raising several octaves without any warning whatsoever. And of course, she never failed to think of a wide variety of chores for him to take care of around the house. Hopefully, she would be too busy with her visit to call to remind him of how the lawn needed to be mowed, or any of a dozen other assignments she could give him.
Really, the only thing he had to do today was make sure his younger brother, Goten, stayed out of trouble. Of course, this could be a full time job all by itself. Especially when Goten's friend, Trunks, was around. Gohan remembered how a few months ago, he had saved Goten from almost being eaten by a rampaging T-Rex while they were out training. Gohan had wanted to make sure Goten wouldn't be so careless in the future, so he had given Goten a short spanking. Afterwards, Gohan had been unsure if that had been the right thing to do. It was true that when Gohan had had his own bare bottom spanked fairly often while growing up, as had his own father, Goku, and all the rest of the Z fighters. Even so, Gohan still wasn't sure if the same treatment should be used for Goten. And even if it was, did Gohan even have the right to discipline his younger brother? After all, even if Gohan DID act more like a father than a brother around the little demi-saiyan, the fact was that he could never really be a father to Goten, nor did he want to, really.
Not that it matters, Gohan thought, slowly stroking his cock slowly through his boxers. Goten was getting into just as much trouble now that spanking was used to discipline him as he had before. In fact, maybe even more. Gohan couldn't understand it. Sometimes he felt like Goten was goofing off just to goad Gohan into beating his little butt! Ever since his first spanking, Goten had been asking Gohan the strangest questions, all of them about spanking. How Goku had spanked Gohan, whether any others had ever spanked him, whose hand hurt the most, had he ever been paddled, was he always spanked naked? Krillin had also confided in Gohan that Goten had been asking him the same sort of things. It was like a floodgate had opened up in Goten ever since he had learned how discipline could be maintained by applying a hand to a bare butt.
Gohan had answered the questions truthfully to the best of his ability, even though it'd been years since he had last gotten pulled over someone's lap for a spanking... Well, a serious spanking anyway. After all, there was nothing to be embarrassed about by them. He had gotten a sore butt when he had screwed up, and so had most of his friends, including the other Z fighters, like Krillin, Tien, and Yamucha. Especially around Master Roshi, who had always had a clear "spank first, ask questions later" policy around the rambunctious young men. Gohan had seen them getting spanked first hand, and had even assisted a time or two. They had all used to gather together for birthdays, and it was the highlight of the day for all the guests to pitch in and give a birthday spanking to the unlucky recipient! Not only that, but it wasn't uncommon for one of the guys to be wrestled over another's lap to get his naked rump spanked on the smallest of pretenses. It was a great way to blow off steam, all the guys laughing together as the poor victim's weak protests were shouted down and his pants were dropped... Nothing embarrassing about it, it was just good fun.
Gohan suddenly wished he could return to those happier times, when he had been together with all his friends. They had defeated so many threats to the Earth by fighting together. It had been ages since he had last seen Yamucha, or Tien, or any of the others. And Krillin only really came by once in a while. But somehow ever since Gohan's dad, Goku, had died in the battle against Cell, it just wasn't the same. He grinned again at the thought of his father. Goku had always been the biggest target for a "spank attack" as they had always used to call them. There was just something about that goofy grin of his, and his large bubble shaped ass that somehow invited spanking. Gohan had often wondered whether his burly father took more meals sitting down or standing up throughout the years considering how often he'd gotten his naked butt beat on. Everyone from Master Roshi and the other Z-Warriors, to his father-in-law the Ox-King, to King Kai the Kaoi-Ken master had all taken the big man across their knees. Even Gohan had given his father a few note-worthy spankings while growing up. Gohan rarely got in trouble as a child, so sometimes it seemed as if Goku had been spanked by his son almost as many times as Gohan had been spanked by his good-natured father. Gohan's grin widened at the memory, stroking his boner to its full length. It had all been quality "father-son time" as far as he and his dad had been concerned…
Suddenly, Gohan was shocked out of his thoughts. Was that smoke he smelled? He quickly got out of bed and looked out the window. There was definitely a trail of smoke curling up into the sky. It seemed to be coming just out of his view, in the backyard. Gohan could also sense Goten's chi nearby in the same area as the smoke, along with another energy signature that he could only assume was Trunks'. Gohan swore and quickly pulled on a pair of purple training pants before flying out his window towards the source of the smoke. Any thoughts of spanking were forgotten, if only for the moment.
Drawing closer, he saw that it was indeed Goten and his friend Trunks, gathered around a small grass fire. They seemed to be trying to stamp the fire out with their shoes. Gohan swore sharply before swooping down to the ground in front of the boys, gathering his ki in his fist as he did so.
"Goten, Trunks! Stay back!" he shouted at them. They quickly shuffled several feet away from the fire, their eyes wide with surprise at his sudden appearance. Gohan noticed out of the corner of his eye that Trunks was thrusting something down the back of his pants.
Gohan threw his arm out and shot a quick energy blast at the fire. The blast quickly used up all the available oxygen that the fire had been feeding on and it was out within seconds. Gohan had used this same trick once when a large forest fire had threatened his pet dragon, Icarus, and the rest of his forest friends.
The danger gone, Gohan turned to the two perpetrators. "Do you two have any idea what you were doing, trying to put out a grass fire by yourselves? Grass fires spread quickly, especially in the dry weather we've been having. The whole house could've gone up! How did it get started anyway?" he eyed the two of them suspiciously.
"Uh-h-h," stammered Trunks, the quicker of the two of them, "It was an accident, Gohan, sir! Goten and I were sparring together uh, when I started the fire accidentally with a ki blast. We didn't know what to do, but we sure are glad you showed up!" he finished, smiling like a perfect little cherub.
"Hey, that's not wh-" Goten started before Trunks elbowed him in the gut, "I mean, um, yeah. That's what happened, Gohan."
Gohan regarded them silently for a moment. Was it just him, or was there a thin curl of smoke coming up from Trunks' butt? "You two were sparring, huh? Then how come I didn't sense your ki rising from inside the house? It looks like you guys haven't even broken a sweat!"
It was true; both of their fighting uniforms were completely clean, which was almost unheard of for the two boys. "Ummmm," said Trunks' lamely, unable to think of anything else. Trunk was subconsciously rubbing the seat of his purple training pants, while standing next to him, Goten plainly had guilt written all over his face.
"And one more thing," Gohan said, bending over the still smoldering grass, "What's this half-burnt cigar doing here? It looks just like the brand your grandpa smokes, Trunks."
"Eep! Um, I don't know what you're talking about, that's not a cigar, that's just a piece of burned grass." Trunks started desperately,
"Right," Gohan said, advancing towards the purple-haired youth. Gohan easily lifted Trunks up into the air and then before the demi-saiyan could react, turned him upside down. Trunks let out a startled "woah!" as the blood rushed to his head. Gohan started to shake him roughly up and down, one hand on each ankle.
"Wh-what are you DOING?" Trunks shouted. This wasn't at all like the Gohan who Trunks knew. Gohan had always been calm, kind, and mild-mannered. Meek even. This though, was a side of Gohan that Trunks had never seen before!
"Ha! Thought so," said Gohan as cigarettes started tumbling out of the back of Trunks pants, a few of them still smoldering. "So let me develop a theory about these," he said, still holding Trunks upside down by his feet, "You thought you could take a couple of cigarettes from under Doctor Briefs' nose, and you figured that it would be safe to smoke them with Goten in our backyard since mom's not here. Am I close?"
"Y-You can't prove a thing!" Trunks said, trying to twist free. Gohan may have surprised him earlier, but Trunks wasn't going to let him interrogate him like that. So he snitched a couple smokes from gramps, so what? It was none of Gohan's business anyway!
"We'll see about that," Gohan said resolutely, slinging a surprised Trunks over one broad shoulder and striding purposefully towards the small shed located near the rear of the house. Trunks for his part, dangling down over Gohan's bare back, had no idea what to do in this new situation. What was Gohan doing! He was... MANHANDLING him! Before Trunks could gather his thoughts, they had already entered the shed.
"B-brother...?" Goten questioningly said, following in his older brother's wake. Unbeknownst to Trunks, this shed was the place where Gohan took Goten for punishment. It was only a short walk around the house to get in, and it gave them some privacy from their mother Chi-Chi. Although Goten didn't mind casual nudity around his family, his mother had had a decidedly different ideas about that. Besides, being naked for a spanking was quite different from just being comfortable hanging around without clothes. Goten was thankful that his mom wasn't present for his spankings, if only because he didn't want his mom to see him crying over getting his butt toasted than because she'd see him naked during it. At the thought that his friend Trunks might soon be finding himself in the same position in this shed that Goten usually occupied gave him a small thrill of anticipation.
Seating himself on a sturdy workbench, Gohan lifted the now-squirming Trunks off his shoulder and deposited him over his lap. "Hey! What do you think you're doing!" Trunks shouted defiantly, "There's no way you can spank me! You're not my dad!"
"You screw up at our house, you get punished with our house's rules." Gohan replied, doing his best to hide a wide grin. To tell the truth, he'd wanted to take Trunks over his lap for some time now. If there was any boy Gohan knew who needed a spanking; it was the mischievous, trouble-making Trunks. "Goten, why don't you tell him what our house's punishment is."
"It's getting spanked!" Goten said, unable to contain himself. Goten practically crowed. This was even better than he had hoped for!
"Whaaaat? WHACK No WAAAY! That's not WHACK ouch, fair! WHACK Ow, stop it!" Trunks whined as Gohan began pelting the seat of his purple training pants with swats. Although his Gi, as well as the Gis of the rest of the Z-Warriors, was specially designed to resist damage in combat, they seemed to be doing very little to protect his backside from the pain it was receiving from Gohan's right hand. Trunks hadn't expected Gohan to be so strong. While it was true that Gohan focused primarily on his studies, his body was still toned from years of training and he still kept in shape. Particularly his arm muscles, much to Trunks' consternation. Although Gohan's spanks weren't as hard as Trunk's father, Vegeta, they were still enough to make Trunk's wince and yelp at each strike. And the spanking had only just started!
Goten grinned widely at seeing Trunks go over Gohan's lap, his little tush getting pounded by Gohan's powerful hand. This was just about the coolest thing ever, being able to watch a spanking like this! Especially since it was his friend Trunks getting it. Although Goten loved Trunks very much as a friend, that day when he got to spank Trunks out in the forest had been one of the highlights of his young life. Trunks just had a spankable butt; it was as simple as that. What Goten didn't realize though, was that his own butt was just as spankable as his best friend's, if not more so.
Gohan noticed the large grin plastered on Goten's face and smiled ruefully. Goten sure did like this kind of stuff. It reminded him of how he used to act around all the guys in the Z-Warriors whenever one of them was over a knee, getting their asses spanked. All the other guys would gather around the spectacle, and drink in the sight.
"Don't act so happy watching Trunks get his, Goten," Gohan warned his brother, "You're going to switch places with him as soon as he's had enough."
But still Goten watched, transfixed, as Gohan's palm connected with Trunks' butt over and over again. Ever since his first spanking from Gohan, the subject of spanking had completely enthralled Goten. Hearing stories about how both his older brother and father had grown up getting spanked had set something off in Goten's mind that he couldn't explain. But now, seeing Gohan delivering blow after blow to Trunks' bucking rear, this was the first spanking Goten had ever seen first-hand.
It was one thing to be on the receiving end of a spanking, or to give one out. To see one happening was something else entirely. To see his older brother, bare-chested and stern, holding his red-faced best friend over his lap and simply bust his butt. It was like something out of Goten's dreams. There was just one thing missing...
"Hey, Gohan..." Goten said.
"Yes, Goten?" asked Gohan, not stopping the beat he was spanking into Trunks' butt. "What is it now?" They both ignored Trunks' cries and protestations.
"Well, it's just... if you're spanking Trunks with the rules of the house well... shouldn't it be on the bare butt?"
"Y'know, that's a good point, Goten. All the spankings around here ARE bare-ass. I'd better do something about that..." Gohan could barely suppress a chuckle as he drew Trunks' pants and boxers down over the curve of his ass to gather at the boy's kicking knees.
"NOOO!" Trunks shouted desperately, and tried to reach back to pull his clothes back up. This could NOT be happening! Not only was Gohan beating his butt to a fire-engine red, he was being stripped practically naked during it! Trunks' opinion of the usually genial Gohan had definitely changed a lot in the past few minutes. Gohan had always acted so gentle towards him, always laid-back and easy-going. Gohan had always been just... Gohan! Definitely not someone to be afraid of or respectful towards. It didn't matter to him that his father, Vegeta, had always spurred Trunks' to train hard so to defeat Gohan in battle. Trunks had never regarded Gohan as a serious rival. Trunks had barely believed it when he'd heard about Gohan spanking Goten, but he'd never in a million years have believed that he himself would be getting his butt beat over Gohan's muscular legs!
Gohan grabbed Trunks' hand and drew it up to the small of the boy's back, pushing Trunk's shirt further up and holding the boy in place. From this angle, Gohan had a clear view of Trunks' naked body from his shoulder blades down to his still wildly kicking knees. Just like whenever he saw Goten naked, Gohan was struck once again by how powerfully demi-saiyan bodies matured as compared to human males. Even though Trunks' and Goten were both at a young age, their bodies were far more muscular and toned than a normal boy's.
Turning his thoughts away from Trunks' rapidly developing body, Gohan put his full attention on whacking away at the perky butt presented to him. He was so busy spanking Trunks, that if he sensed a strong power-level quickly approaching the shed, he ignored it. He wanted to make sure that Trunks wouldn't be pulling any of his stupid pranks over at the Son residence for a long time! Although he wouldn't admit it to himself, Gohan found himself really enjoying spanking Trunks' naughty butt! Trunks howled as Gohan's hand slapped down on the bare flesh of his ass. Those training pants were a lot more protection than he had realized.
Suddenly, a strong gust of wind burst into the shed, sending small tools to the floor and almost knocking those inside off their feet. Looking towards the door, the three young saiyans saw the very angry silhouette of Vegeta, his enormous ki raising the hairs on the back of their necks. Vegeta stepped slowly into the doorway, surveying the scene with a scowl. His son Trunks all but naked, interrupted in the process of getting his ass spanked on by Kakarotto's teenaged offspring, Gohan, while Kakarroto's younger boy looked on gleefully. Crossing his arms over his muscular chest, Vegeta levelled a glare at all three boys, who had all frozen like deer caught in headlights at his entrance.
"What do you think you're doing, whelp, spanking MY son?" Vegeta demanded of Gohan.
Gohan gulped audibly. Uh oh, this could be bad…