Disclaimer: I am far too lazy to come up with quite a complex series such as Dragon ball Z. I don't own it, nor do I wish I owned it, because that sounds like a lot of work...

Summary: 31 drabbles about Goten and Trunks' first summer as a couple.

Word count: 1557

Rated M for language, sexual scenes, etc.

There is sexual content in this chapter.

I think that Goten's birthday would be in like late July, August, or early September and Trunks' birthday would be in like early May, making him a year and 2-4 months older than Goten. It doesn't really matter, just thought I should share my view on their age difference.

Our First Summer

Drabble #14- Birthdays (Revised)

Goten smiled brightly as he received another birthday congratulations from Krillin. He was actually, officially, seventeen years old! He was no longer the age that all cliche teenage protagonists were! How wild was that?!

They were celebrating his day by the lake. It was the same lake that his father used to take him fishing to when he was younger. It was later in the day—hot, but not unbearably so—with the setting sun coloring the horizon above. Honestly, he couldn't ask for better evening to celebrate his birthday.

The party (if they could even really call it that) was small, as the guest list had been limited to family and close friends. He didn't mind at all. If you knew Goten at all, you knew that he normally loved crazy, energetic parties, but on a day as intimate as this one, he wanted to be as comfortable as possible. Sure he was a social butterfly, but even he could get exhausted around people he held superficial relationships with.

(Also, when he was with his close friends and family, he could eat as much as he wanted without being stared at like a nutcase, which was a birthday gift in itself really.)

Krillin and the other residents from the Kame House were here, bringing along Marron, whom he hadn't seen in what felt like forever. Yamcha had come, and even Piccolo was here (though Goten suspected that he was just using this as an excuse to see Gohan.)

Bulma and Vegeta had not made it, due to an important business meeting in London, and Vegeta simply not caring. Bulma had apologized profusely, and promised to make it up to him when she returned. He didn't really mind to be honest, because Bra was here, and both her and Pan were amusing themselves by annoying Marron, which was greatly entertaining him. His boyfriend was also here, who would naturally serve as his second form of entertainment...

The only problem with his guest list was that Sharpner's family was also present. Goten didn't mind Sharpner or his twin daughters that much, but with Sharpner came none other than Cayon. The older teen had been annoying the hell out of him, and flirting shamelessly with Trunks behind the adults' backs. Along with annoying the life out of him, he seemed to just magically appear each time him and Trunks were able to get a second alone together, which to Gohan, only seemed as though the threesome were just that good of friends. Goten didn't really mind not being able to spend time with Trunks—he could have his boyfriend all to himself any other time he wanted. It was simply the fact that Cayon thought he was able to wreck up his time with Trunks and get away with it, on his birthday no less! That was, like, a whole new level of rude. It was also set-up for trouble in the future.

Despite this, he refused to let that jackass ruin his day, and kept as much of a cool head as possible.

Out the corner of his eye, he caught said jackass speaking with his mother. The two of them exchanged a few words, before Cayon went jogging up the path towards the Son household. Apparently, he was running an errand for her.

Goten smirked to himself. Perfect.

Goten did a quick scan of the area, trying to find that lovely head of lavender. Eventually he found the teen in question sitting in the grass next to Marron, the duo idly talking as they stared out at the lake.

Goten was next to them in a flash. "Can I borrow him for a second?"

"Sure thing, birthday boy," Marron replied with a smile. She stood to her feet, and walked off.

Trunks stood as well. "What is it?"

"Come swim with me."

Trunks frowned. "Come on, Goten, I just dried off!"

"You're really going to deny the birthday boy his request?"

"Yes," Trunks huffed simply.

Goten resisted the urge to roll his eyes again. Why couldn't Trunks just cooperate for once? Ah well, looks like they got to do things the fun way...

Before Trunks could even blink, he was hoisted off of his feet. Goten sprinted towards the lake.

"Goten, I'm going to kill you!" Trunks shouted as he tried to fight himself out of his arms. When Goten reached the shore, he leaped off of the ground and towards the water, using his energy to propel them farther out. Trunks' shout was cut off as he was engulfed in water.

Both boys' came up gasping for air. The sound of the rest of the party guests' laughter trailed all the way out towards them, only adding to Trunks' annoyance.

Before Trunks' anger could turn violent, Goten spoke up through his own laughter, "I'm sorry, babe, but there's something I want to do before 'The Jackass' gets back."

Trunks' brow cocked in confusion.

Goten looked back at the party. "Follow me."

With that, the birthday boy submerged himself in the water again and swam away.

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Once Goten was sure they were far enough from the others, he poked his head above water. Sure enough, the party-goers looked like small dots in the distance.

"We're on the other side of the lake," Trunks observed as he stood up. The water pooled around his waist. "Why did you bring me here?"

His answer was to be pushed up against a large rock. The rock was bigger than both of them, and was covered in moss. Trunks wrinkled his nose at the uncomfortable feeling against his skin-tight shirt and neck.

Goten leaned in and whispered, "Why do you think?"

Trunks' eyes widened, a faint blush dressing his cheeks. "R-Right now? I don't think we have time."

"I can't fuck you," Goten agreed. His eyes had flickered over to the small distant dots of people, and missed the way Trunks quivered and bit his lip at his blunt words. "But it's my birthday, Trunks. You really aren't going to let me get some?"

"I hate when you talk like that," Trunks muttered, but the way he shuddered at the words implied that that wasn't totally true. His eyes also contemplated the distance dots before replying, "Fine, but if we get caught I swear I won't talk to you for the rest of the summer."

Goten nodded with a smile. Trunks wouldn't make it a week without him.

Goten kissed him, coaxing his lips apart with his tongue. Their tongues swirled against each other while Goten's hand ran against Trunks' body. Annoyed with the t-shirt that kept him from feeling Trunks' skin, he ripped the wet material over his lavender head and tossed it behind him. Goten thrust their hips together as their lips connected again. Trunks moaned against his mouth, grinding his hips against Goten's just as eagerly.

Goten reached down and lifted one of Trunks' legs to his waist. He braced his other hand against the mossy rock and drove his hips against Trunks' with more vigor, bringing their clothed groins together over and over again.

"Oh—aah," Trunks moaned against his lips. One of his arms curled around his back, while his other hand tangled in the spikes of Goten's hair. Goten dropped his head to Trunks' shoulder, pants and groans falling from his lips as he continued to thrust his hips. Trunks dropped his own lips over Goten's neck, and sucked the pale skin between his teeth. Every one of his pleased moans vibrated against Goten's sensitive pulse-point. Their swim trunks restricted them, but were still incredibly thin, and the wetness from the water only added to the pleasure rushing through their bodies.

"Faster, Goten," Trunks begged against his neck. Goten nodded into his shoulder and rocked his hips with even more passion, moaning as loud as he dared in the other teen's ear.

When this position proved to be not enough, Goten reached down and pulled Trunks' other leg off the ground. He transferred his grip from Trunks' thighs to his backside, and when Trunks' legs tightened around him his hips stuttered. "Ah—fuck... Trunks..."

"Ah—ah!" Trunks threw his head back against the moss, and tossed a hand over his mouth in a poor attempt to quiet himself. Goten didn't even bother, and groaned loud and true as he climaxed, Trunks following right after him.

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"Hey," Cayon called out to the other party-goers as he set down the extra paper plates and plastic utensils. "Where are Trunks and the birthday boy?"

Goku shrugged. "They jumped in the lake and just disappeared. I hope they hurry back; it's almost time to open the presents."

Cayon began to tug off his shirt and kick off his sandals. "I'll go find them."

"I would leave them be for now," came a baritone reply. Cayon turned to face Piccolo. The Namekian was sitting in a lotus position, with his eyes screwed tightly shut. He would've seemed like he had been mediating, if his cheeks weren't burning with a deep purple blush.

Cayon cocked his eyebrow. "And why is that?"

Piccolo shook his head. His ears twitched as his face burned more. "Now is not the time to disturb them. I do, however... sense that they will be returning on their own very shortly."

End