Chapter 6

"Trunks, do you have any cash on you?" Goten asked nonchalantly. They had left the party at 1 in the morning – people were starting to 'pair-up' at various places around the house, and they decided it was time to make an exit. Once they got back to CC though (Goten was spending the weekend of course), Goten had stopped him before he could take off the tux.

"Um, yeah, I always do, why?"

"Oh, it might come in handy later" Goten said with a wink.

"Ok... It's 1 in the morning Goten, I don't think a whole lot of restaurants are open right now... maybe Denny's, but I am not going back to that one next to the truck stop – I'd prefer it if the cops didn't get called tonight." Goten walked over to the bathroom and was rummaging through the giant bag he had brought with him. He pulled out a box wrapped in orange paper that had a fancy bow tied around it.

"I got you something, for our anniversary" he said with a twinkle in his eye. Trunks grinned back, went to the drawer in his desk, and pulled out a wrapped package as well.

"I got you something too, I know it's not technically until Wednesday, but if you want to do it now that's fine" Trunks said. Goten nodded and blushed.

"Open mine first" said Trunks with a grin. "I kept trying to think of something special to get you, like, expensive and grand, you know? But I couldn't think of anything like that, that I could actually give you, without you having to hide it away from everyone and never enjoy it, so in the end I figured something you could use would be better, even if it wasn't as expensive."

"It's not an electric toothbrush, is it?" said Goten with a laugh.

"No, dumb ass – just open it already." Goten pulled off the wrapping paper, and opened the box. Something red and silky and soft was folded up in it. When he pulled it out, he found it was a pair of boxers that said "Sexy Monkey" over the ass.

"Wow, classy Trunks," Goten said jokingly, with a huge smile on his face "but seriously, this is awesome – I can't wait to wear them."

"Try them on right now" Trunks said huskily.

"Uh-uh, you have to open your present first, and then we'll go."

"Go where?" Trunks asked with a pout.

"I'm not sure exactly..." he said mischievously.

"Ok." said Trunks, and he rolled his eyes as if to say "whatever, I'm still getting to see you in those boxers tonight." Trunks unwrapped his gift, and just sat there staring at the small bottle of lube for a second, then his eyes went wide and a strangled noise came out of him.

"Are you serious, Goten?" was what he finally said. Goten nodded, and came over to straddle his lap.

"I'm ready Trunks, I've been ready for a little while now, but I liked the thought of telling you like this" he said with his face just inches away.

"Oh, ok" Trunks was slightly panting.

"Don't get too worked up just yet though – we have to find a place first."

"Find a place? What's wrong with in bed?"

"I do want a bed, but after Gohan could tell by smelling you that we weren't actually 'doing' it, I don't think it's such a great idea to 'do' it here...where your Dad lives..."

"Oh, yeah, that's a good point... I'm surprised I let that slip my mind actually..." said Trunks.

"Well, you weren't planning on getting laid tonight," said Goten with a smoldering look, "I was."

"So what's your plan for getting me into said compromising situation then?" Trunks laughed and asked him.

"Well, I figured we could go to the seedier part of town, pay a homeless guy to rent us a hotel room, and then fuck like bunnies til the sun comes up, shower, and then come back here to sleep." Goten sat on his lap and mused. Trunks just stared at him, dumbfounded, then literally smacked him on the side of the head.

"Our first time is not going to be in some sleazy motel room with a bum listening at the door cause he knows exactly what two underage boys would want a room together for!" Trunks yelled at him.

"Jeez Trunks, calm down! I was just joking." Goten pouted.

"No you weren't, why'd you ask me if I had any cash on me then?" Trunks demanded.

"Ok, half- joking?" Goten offered.

"Ugh, what am I going to do with you?" Trunks moaned with his hand over his forehead.

"I'm sorry, I was planning that we would be doing it here, I didn't think there would be any issue with it... and I didn't think about the homeless guy thing either, gross..." Goten apologized, looking at him with big 'I'm sorry' eyes from under all those curls.

"Ok, fine – whatever" Trunks relented. "How about this, you go take a shower, and I'll think of something brilliant to solve this problem." Goten looked confused and unconsciously touched his dress. Trunks caught it though, and continued.

"I want to be with you Goten, not a costume." he explained softly, touching his side. Goten smiled, and beamed at him.

"You really are pretty smooth, aren't you?"

"Yes." Trunks said confidently.

"Ok, but you should shower too then, we both smell like liquor and cigarettes from the party."

Trunks was drying off in the bathroom, he had figured it was better to shower separately so that the aforementioned thinking could actually take place. He had come up with a plan, so he was feeling pretty good about himself at the moment. It was 2 o'clock by the time they had both showered and dressed; Goten had taken up most of that since he had a dozen different products to wash off, but he was finally ready. Trunks IT'd down to his mothers' lab, and rummaged around until he found a capsule that would work, and then IT'd back to Goten. He hastily scribbled out a note on his desk, "Gone camping with Goten, back by Sunday" and then signed it.

"All right, lets go" he said, and took Goten's hand. He IT'd again, and this time they were in the middle of a vast forest, standing on a carpet of blue grass under a green sky.

"You think of everything, don't you" said Goten with a little grudging respect in his voice. Trunks looked back at him from over his shoulder and winked, throwing the capsule into a clear space between two gigantic trees. A tiny house appeared in a cloud of smoke, and Trunks escorted a now furiously blushing Goten inside. It was a small, very small, one bedroom and a bathroom set up.

"She'll never even know it's gone," Trunks said as he shut the door behind them, "this model never went into mass production since it was just as economical to-" Goten stopped him with a kiss.

"You talk too much sometimes" he pulled back, leaned in to give him a quick kiss again, then said,

"You should really work on that" and kissed him quickly again, a peck really.

"It can be quite annoying sometimes" another quick kiss.

"I-" Goten was cut off by Trunks' hands on his ass, lifting up against him with a jolt. He instinctively wrapped his legs around Trunks' waist to steady himself, as he was carried to the bed.

"Good reflexes" said Trunks smugly as he walked. Goten just grinned and started kissing the side of his neck to let him know how displeased he was with being interrupted. Trunks crawled on his knees up onto the bed, then lowered Goten down beneath him.

"Kami, I can't believe this is happening" he said as he nuzzled the side of Gotens' neck in return.

"You don't think he'll tell anyone, do you?" Goten wondered out loud... Trunks blinked a few times, and then frowned.

"Well, too late to worry about it now – besides, no one knows about Gohan, so he must not be a total snitch...I don't even know if he could see us here..." That was good enough for Goten. He began pulling Trunks' shirt off and swearing.

"Damn it Trunks, I can't believe how many clothes you're still wearing." He actually sounded serious, so Trunks sat up and removed every shred of it from himself, and Goten as well, just for good measure.

"Much better" Goten sighed as Trunks leaned over him. 'Kami, he's beautiful' thought Goten...

"Why, thank you" he heard whispered back to him through the bond. Goten nudged him mentally, his eyes boring into Trunks, and then felt the link between them fall wide open. It was like finally getting to the surface of a deep lake; you've been holding your breath for so long that you can barely remember the sensation of air, and then all of a sudden you burst through the barrier and take that first long gasp. Trunks dropped down on top of him, needing to feel skin against skin, and clung to him for a moment while they adjusted to the oneness of their minds. Goten stroked his back, ran his hands up and down his sides, soaking in the feeling of him above him. Trunks lifted his head and began to kiss him, deep and slow, sucking on his lips and tongue in turn. He breathed deeply of Gotens' scent – his mates' scent. Goten spread his knees apart and Trunks adjusted his hips, feeling both their erections firm between them. He broke away from the kiss to lick down Gotens' neck, bringing a small whimper from him. Goten was breathing heavily as Trunks made his way down to his nipple, licking until it was also firm, then sucking it into his mouth. That brought a cry from him, and Gotens' fingers curled around the back of Trunks' head, squeezing and pulling his hair, but still holding his mouth to him. He continued to suck and nip at the tender flesh, while rolling and stroking the other with his hand, then switched sides to make sure neither one was left out. Goten groaned when he bit him hard enough to leave a mark, but he made sure not to draw any blood. That was for later.

He left the nipples reluctantly, they produced such wonderful sounds... but he wanted to get on to the main event sometime soon... He kissed a sloppy trail down his stomach, licking and biting that amazing array of muscles, swirling his tongue around the indentation of his belly button, and then finally going lower, tracing the bottom of Gotens' shaft and then balls with his tongue. Gotens' dick was rubbing against the side of Trunks' head as he did it, hard as hell, and a soft moaning was starting to fall from his lips. They had given each other plenty of blow jobs, but both knew that this was different, and the anticipation was thick in the air. Trunks adjusted himself to kneel between those gorgeous thighs, gave Goten a wicked smile, and then bent down and licked his cock from base to head. He grabbed the lube and gave his fingers a good coating of it while he played with Gotens' tip in his mouth. Hips began thrusting up at him as Goten moaned louder, and Trunks used one hand to hold them down while he began massaging Goten's opening with the other. He sank his mouth down around Gotens' shaft in a slow, sweeping motion that elicited a shout from his partner, causing him to rise up off the bed into an almost sitting position; then sink back down to rest on his elbows.

Watching that lavender hair bob below him, working with such skill on his hardened member, was making his heart pound furiously. Pleasure was coursing through him, making his whole body tingle. Plus the feeling of Trunks' fingers swirling and probing around his opening was making him feel dizzy, so he eased back from his elbows and closed his eyes, still panting heavily. When he felt that first finger slide inside of him, he bit his fist to suppress a startled moan, but felt Trunks admonish him. "You don't have to hold back – if it feels good, I want to hear all about it" he heard Trunks' voice in his mind like it was his own. He stopped biting his hand and tried to focus on breathing, for some reason he couldn't seem to remember how to do it properly... A second finger slipped in, and this time he shouted, Trunks' name trailing out into almost a sob.

Trunks could feel how close Goten was to the edge, so he backed off from his throbbing erection, but continued to work his fingers. He slid in and out of him, until he could feel Goten had adjusted to it, then began to search for that sweet spot deep inside him. When he found it he was rewarded with a loud "FUCK" from Goten, and the sound of sheets ripping. After half a dozen agonizing strokes to that center of pleasure, he decided it was time to bring another finger into the equation. He leaned forward so that one arm propped him up above his mate, and slowly moved the third finger in, giving him plenty of time to adjust, but purposefully not going for that sweet spot just yet. Goten was writhing beneath him, trying to shove himself further down on Trunks' hand while Trunks watched him and licked his lips.

Suddenly Goten reached up and pinched both of Trunks' nipples, not too painfully, but enough to get his attention. He stopped thrusting his fingers for a moment in shock, and Goten raised himself in a sit up, and whispered in Trunk's ear.

"Your dick, inside me, now, or I will cut it off." Well, who can argue with logic like that? Trunks grabbed a pillow from the top of the bed, lifted Gotens' lower back and slid it underneath. Goten locked his eyes on Trunks' and laid back, both could feel the others' insane arousal through the bond. He knelt down between Gotens' splayed legs and coated his own dick with a generous amount of lube. When Trunks' head entered him, Gotens' head flew up and he couldn't help staring down at the slow invasion. A sensation he had never experienced before was slowly filling him up, until Trunks was buried all the way in him. There was some pain, but it was dissipating as his body stretched to accommodate him.

Trunks was panting himself now, waiting until he thought it was safe to move. It took a lot of will power not to just slam himself into that tight, hot flesh. He had never felt anything like it, not even Gotens' mouth, which was pretty fucking incredible, could compare to this. Goten reached up to cup the side of his face, making him open his eyes and look at him.

"You can move now Trunks, I can take it" Goten whispered. Trunks nodded, lust dripping from his eyes, and Goten just laughed and laid back, putting his hands above his head, bracing the headboard.

"Are you sure you've never done this before?" Trunks teased as he drew out of him slowly.

"I know the strength that those 'half-breed' hips of yours hold, I just don't want a concussion from being slammed into the wall." Goten half sighed/laughed as he clenched his muscles around Trunks.

"Gahh! Ok, I get it, less banter, more fucking now" said Trunks as he slid smoothly back into him.

"Oh, Kami!" and a rather high-pitched "Fuck!" were the last intelligible words that Goten uttered for quite some time as Trunks worked up a rhythm and began shoving into him again and again, hitting that wonderful spot fairly regularly, making pleasure shoot through him until he could barely see straight. Goten was all moans and cries as he pumped over and over into that hot heat. Trunks lowered himself so he could kiss Goten, probing him with his tongue and dick at the same time, then in alternating time. Goten growled under him at that, and wrapped his legs around him, managing to make his mouth form the word "Harder" in Trunks' ear. Like he needed to be told twice. They were finished with the warm-up now, and Trunks let go of that in-human strength, pushing into him faster as well as harder. Over and over he hit that beautiful bundle of nerves deep within him, and a ragged scream escaped Goten. If he hadn't known through the bond that it was out of pleasure, he would have stopped altogether thinking he had killed him. Which in this case only drove him on more. He pounded into him, smacking into that perfect Son ass over and over, bending Goten's legs up so they were hooked over Trunks' elbows as he rammed into him.

Goten had long since given up on the whole "preventing a concussion" thing, and had his arms wrapped around the now glowing Trunks' back, holding on with everything he had, drawing blood in little crescents under his finger nails. He couldn't figure out which one of them was making that high-pitched screaming sound... he could barely even tell himself from Trunks with the bond wide open and the insane amount of pleasure coursing back and forth through their bodies...but the back of his own mind conceded that it was probably him... There was that and the slick, impossibly fast, smack of his ass getting pounded into. Fuck, he could not take much more of this, Trunks had him bent so far in half that their stomachs' were rubbing on either side of his own dick, Kami, he was so close... Pleasure was tingling in every nerve and particle of his body, threatening to blind him, kill him, if he didn't get release soon...Why couldn't he spill over the edge? He could feel oblivion, just out of reach...Why?!

That last scream sounded a little more desperate than the others that were coming out of his mate's throat, and it triggered something inside Trunks. He felt himself moving his mouth down to the base of Gotens' neck where it met the shoulder... Was that Gotens' neck, or his? Was he himself? (He had to be, because he was the one who was going to be doing the claiming here, so he must be himself...) He bit down hard. Blood gushed into his mouth, and Goten instantly came with a scream, his back arching beneath him. His spray showered their stomachs' and chests' with the force of it. Trunks hadn't known his name would sound so good as a scream, but he definitely liked it. Especially liked it with his mates' blood filling his mouth and flowing down his throat. He felt Gotens' muscles clenching around him, and it sent him cascading over the edge as well, white oblivion rushing up around him, his hips losing all rhythm as he just thrust wildly into him a few last times.

Goten thought seriously about blacking out right then and there, but something was pulling at him, telling him he wasn't done yet, couldn't pass out yet... He opened his eyes after Trunks had completely collapsed on top of him, his beautiful smooth neck bared right there, so conveniently... He tried to move his head to get a better angle, feeling Trunks' teeth still imbedded in him but not strong enough to do anything about it right now, and then sunk his own teeth into the base of Trunks' neck with a sigh. Blood poured into his mouth, warm and metallic, and he felt a 'click' in his mind that echoed through his body and into Trunks', then he was finally able to slip into unconsciousness.