ONLINE DATING
CHAPTER 1:
TRUNKS' DESIRES
Trunks Briefs slept soundly in the double-bed of his blandly decorated college dorm room. Light made a feble attempt to peer through the curtains, but was too dim, only allowing the room to be lit at a mild brightness. Suddenly, the telephone that sat on a wooden nightstand next to Trunks' bed gave a loud ring, startling the young man awake. He reached over to the receiver, and answered the phone with a polite, but still groggy, "Hello."
"Hey, it's Goten," Trunks' younger friend said in his cheery, high-pitched voice. There was a pause, which caused Goten to ask, "Man, did I wake you up? You don't sound like you're at one-hundred percent."
"Yeah, you woke me up," Trunks said, still with a groggy tone. "I didn't even have breakfast yet."
"Dude, it's eleven in the morning," Goten shot back, causing Trunks to recoil, pulling the telephone from his ear. "Even we don't sleep that late."
"That's because your mom has you all up when the rosters crow." Both men laugh simultaneously. "That's one thing I love about this whole college routine. I can do practically whatever I want."
"Can't argue with that," Goten said with a chuckle. "You're lucky. I wish I could sleep in like that. You know Vegeta wouldn't approve, right?"
Trunks snorted, "It's been a while since the fight with Majin Buu. No one super powerful has threatened Earth since then, and it's not like I've been slacking with my training. Yeah, I take days off, but when things get serious, all I needa do is get back into our normal routine."
"Kinda right there with ya. Gohan's not really into the whole fighting thing anymore. He's sticking to the whole Great Saiyaman get up."
"Ugh," Trunks groaned. "You're brother's a geek. I don't understand what he thinks is cool about his super hero gimmick."
"You think I do," Goten replied with a chuckle. "We're all in agreement on that one, especially our dad."
Trunks elevates himself to a seated position as he wiped sleep from his eyes. "Well, oh well," he said. "Gohan's gonna do what he wants to do anyway. I guess we gotta be glad he's doing good things with his powers. It isn't a crime to be a nerd ya know."
"Yeah, you're right." There was a momentary silence. "Hey, you got any plans today?"
"Nah, not really," Trunks replied. "I'm caught up on everything school wise, so I was just actually gonna relax today. What about you?"
"Same here. I have to finish up a few things here at home, and I was gonna head over to where you're at to see what you were up to. It's been a while since we hung out ya know."
Still in bed, Trunks stretched his arms and legs, causing his bones to crack audibly as he replied with a yawn, "Yeah, it's definitely been a minute, hasn't it? Okay, sounds like a plan. Just give me a little time to get freshened up."
The two agreed to meet at 2 P.M., giving Trunks at least three hours to get ready. After ending the call, Trunks rose to his feet, planting his kneetly pedicured feet on the gray carpet of his dorm room, and continued to stretch his body to wake it. He walked briskly to the rather clean, prestine, white-painted bathroom of his dorm room, which was stationed to the left of the entrance of the room. Upon entry to the bathroom, Trunks rummiged through the cabinets of the bathroom sink gathering all of his required materials for an appropriate shower.
As he organized his hygene products to his liking and started up the shower, Trunks walked out over to his closet, which was adjacent to the bathroom. The closet was a walk in closet with clothes on each side and a full-body length mirror at the back. Trunks began to undress from his bedtime attire: a simple black tank top and a corresponding pair of black underpants and discarded them into a hamper within the closet. Unable to resist the urge, Trunks turned to face the full-body length mirror to examine his nude form. Trunks' eyes glazed over his face, obviously ignoring the fresh signs of sleep and "bed head", although neither made him less attractive, and went down to his admirable form. The man's torso was one that any man would admire: a muscular chest and a set of six-pack abs created through the immense trainning he maintained all throughout his life. His lower body was a well match with the upper half: strong long legs that played a role in his tall manly structure, paired with luciously thick thighs.
After a moment of glancing through his wardrobe, he prepared a relatively simple outfit, and placed it on the bed for when he finished his shower. Trunks then headed back to the bathroom, shut and locked the door behind him. He turned on the shower water, and as it warmed, he examined his face for any stubble, which there was none.
After the water heated to his liking, Trunks entered the shower, and pulled the plain white curtain back behind him. He stood under the warm water for a moment, letting it rain down upon him, soaking into his hair, descending down to his face and sliding down the rest of his body, bringing his still somewhat slumbered state to a full woken one.
"Man, this is awesome," he whispered to himself with a smile. "This is all I want right now. Just me, myself, and I."
Trunks relished his new lifestyle. He enjoied the peace and serenity of his college apartment, and the freedom that came with it. No more looking after his younger sister, Bulla, which was more of a choice rather than a chore. More importantly, he didn't have to parttake in training with his father.
Trunks also wanted the one thing that most boys want as they enter young adulthood at the tender age of eighteen, and that was sex. As he thought of the seemingly endless pros that living alone granted him, he remembered the primary reason of why he chose a college apartment. He wanted to live out all of his sexual thrills and passions, and he didn't want any of his family or friends to know. He wanted to be discreet.
It is no secret that thoughts of the matter plague young minds far before adulthood, but for Trunks, a young, fit, and healthy Saiyan male, although being a half-breed, hormones hit him, as well as his fellow saiyans, much harder than most full-breed humans. The need for sex came as it would for normal full-blooded humans, and it didn't care what the day or time was, and it didn't care where he was. When it showed up, it needed to be susided.
At that moment, the need arrived at the best place it needed to, in the shower. Trunks turned his tall body towards the front of the shower, took his thickening, lengthy member in his right hand, and began to slide his wet hand up and down as thoughts of varying partners paced through his mind. Women who were fit, skinny, athletic all fleeted through his mind. He reached behind him to retrieve a bar of soap from the soap dish. After running the soap under the water, Trunks then used it to lube his member, spreading the slippery soap first on his penis then continued to his small, but fluid-filled balls.
He imagined a young woman, presumably a college girl, white, with long lucious blonde locks, in a provokative pose. Her athletic body, completely nude except for a pair of red panties, was bent over a bed covered with white sheets. She was on her knees, her face was burried in a pillow, leaving only her blonde hair visible. Trunks, being the creator of this mental image, knew every feature of her body. The woman had a beautiful face with sky-blue colored eyes that matched well with her blonde hair.
The blonde's rear was raised in the air with her long toned legs parted slightly, giving a more than pleasent, although obstructed, view of a pair of luscious lips. The blonde's ass looked thick and firm in her panties, which desolved as the result of Trunks' imagination, revealing a more clear, pleasent view of the women's now fully-nude body.
Trunks began to pump his meat into his hand, making a slippery-sliding sound as the result of the lubricant. Trunks' eyes examined the girl's rear; each thick, firm, white-skined cheek was more than deserving of a hard smack. His thoughts moved to the path that lead a way between her buttocks and up to her back. He began to pump harder as he invisioned himself plowing up and down, but not yet penetrating her entrance; feeling the sweet warmth of her body heat underneath him, and the soft comfort that her cheeks would provide him as he held them tight against his member as he rode the college girl's crack. This thought caused Trunks to pre-ejaculate, the hot warm fluid trickled from the head of his member to the shower floor.
Trunks' mind traveled to the women's luscious thighs. His internal gaze surveyed her legs, which were closed. As the girl spread her legs, she revealed a pair of luscious pink lips which aroused the young sayian half-breed more.
Suddenly, the pair of lips that Trunks invisioned began to change, as well as the woman herself. There was no major changes to the woman that was there besides her becoming slightly more muscular, and her genitalia being replaced with that of a male's. From Trunks view, an erect modest-sized penis hid behind small, but heavily-filled testicles.
Trunks' penis hardened even more at this sight as he tugged at his member with his lubricated right hand, as he massaged his own testicles with his left. His eyes stayed fixed on the feminine man's rear as the intensity of his strokes increased. He pictured the girlish-man, in a soft, seductive voice, saying, "Fuck me, Trunks," as he spread his luscious buttocks, offering a clearer view his crack, and revealing the tight, smooth pink hole that served as his entrance.
Trunks' strokes of his hand turned into full-throtled thrusts as he thought of plunging his large and erect penis into his partner's rear.
"Does it feel good," he imagined the man saying in a voice that maintained its seductive feminine tone.
"Fuck yeah," Trunks panted in a whisper. "Hell yeah it does! Damn that ass is tight!"
The thrusts became harder and faster into Trunks' hand, and the tight grip around his length amplified the sounds of his lubed manhood as well as provided it with the perfect friction. The sounds of his thrusts along with the dirty talk brought Trunks to the peak of an impending orgasm. One final internal glimpse of the femboy's firm rear pushed him over the edge.
"Ah, fuck," Trunks moaned in a panting whisper as five thick white spurts of semen shot out of the college boy's fully-erect member, some dripping onto the back of his hand, and the majority descending onto the shower floor. He stayed still momentarily, knees slightly weak, but the effects from his post-orgasm bliss overcompensated for the feeling.
For Trunks, it has been a long while since he enjoyed the intimate pleasure of masturbation. The level of horniness in the young half-breed saiyan man was at an all-time high at the point of his ejaculation, and he knew that this was not going to be the only time he released today. He took a moment to enjoy the feeling of his orgasm before finishing his shower.
After washing his sins away, he immediately got dressed in a pair of blue sweatpants and white t-shirt, which was a more normalized look compared to his fighting attire as one of the Z-Fighters. As he layed down on his bed, he thanked the gods that there hadn't been any threats on Earth lately, giving him and his friends a moment of peace. He pondered all of the wonderful moments that he has been capable of enjoying because of this peace. Gohan had regaled him and Goten about his stories as a kid, when he went to Picollo's home planet of Namek and when they all fought Cell. Trunks and Goten never had moments like those, except for the fight with Majin Buu, but that was only one interesting story compared to Gohan's collection.
Trunks' mind wandered to a time in high school when he skipped class to explore an adult shop in West City. He browsed the countless rows of nudey magazines and even stumbled across a room of dozens, hundreds, perhaps even thousands of videos of graphic sex. As he perused this memory, he was beyond confident that this was something that neither Gohan or even Goten had done, at least, not with their strict mother clocking their every move.
Trunks had taken a handful of magazines of both women and gay men, checked out without questions from the middle-aged shopkeeper, and headed to a secluded park where he spent the entire afternoon pleasuring himself to the material. The recollection brought a smile to his face as remembered shooting his load all over a page that had a nude, tan-skinned woman doing a downward dog. He also recalled releasing another rocket all over a feminine looking man's picture in a similar pose moments after. He slipped his hand underneath his breifs to play with his aroused manhood once more. As he thought earlier, he knew the release in the shower would not have been his only orgasm for the day.
As the young teen stroked his member softly in his pants, he thought about what his first time could be like, and as he did that, he couldn't help but want that time to be at that very moment. "I wana know what it's like," he thinks as his gentle strokes grew more aggressive.
Trunks ran over to his computer and logged in. He went to the internet browser and opened up his bookmarks where there was a hidden folder that was littered with links to porn websites that he found in his formative years. The list was endless, there were links to sites that contained straight porn, and there were links to sites that contained just solo content. He went to a site that was mainly sado/masochist content which would destroy a young boy's mind, but this young man wasn't worried about that. He clicked on the first video he saw, and it begins to play.
On the screen, a young blonde-haired woman was seen laying on a bed, and a bearish tan-skinned man comes into frame and kisses her as he bent down and began to stroke her long blonde hair. Trunks' eyes latch on to the hairy dark skinned man's penis as he stands up.
"Wow that thing is huge," he thought. The man spreads the woman's legs, and positions himself for the task ahead. Hands clinching the slim woman's shoulders, member in the vagina, he starts to thrust slowly, but quickly begins to gain speed. As this is happening on screen, Trunks strokes his growing cock harder. The camera switches behind the couple, and zooms in on the man's ass as he thrusted wildly into the petite woman's pussy, giving the viewers a good view of the bear's hairy penis and sack.
Coming to the decision that this video wasn't where he wanted to end, Trunks decides to go to one of the solo sites, but he doesn't go over to the women's videos, he clicks on a video which was a masturbation tutorial. This wasn't a site that only featured porn stars, but it was open to everyone: ugly men, ugly women, pretty men, pretty women. It was a YouTube of porn, meaning anyone can upload, regardless of looks. It was the porn house of almost every average person in the world. Only thing that had to be made sure of is that the uploader and creator were willing to share their private moments with the world.
The video was titled "How To Masturbate: The first Steps To Knowing Your Hand". The video begins, and it starts with a nude man sitting on a leather couch, with the camera positioned at an angle to where his upper body was shown. The man had caramel-colored skin, blue eyes, and short black hair. His body was thin, but had a little muscle to it.
"Hey guys! Today I'm going to show you all how to masturbate and become good friends with your hand, if you don't have a woman... or man, whichever you're interested in the most." Trunks paused the video, and reached into his computer stand to grab his pair of headphones. He didn't want anyone to know what he was up to. He put them over his ears, and continued the video.
"Obviously, first, you need to find a quiet area where you're sure to be left alone. Second, get fully naked, and into a position where you're most comfortable. Then, lube up, and begin! Sure, it sounds easy, but there's a lot to it if you really wana make it enjoyable. You gotta experiment with different hand techniques to see what works for you, and that is the real purpose of this video, so let's get started."
The camera goes down to the man's spread legs where it shows his penis and sack. Trunks' face took on a embarrassed/blushing look as his penis got rock hard.
"Wow! Those are huge," he thinks as he strokes his somewhat leaking cock, still leaking from the last video he watched. "I gotta cum! I gotta cum now!" He stands up, locks his door, sits back down in his computer chair, and pulls down his pants and semi-soaked underwear from his pre-cum. "That guys sack is so big, I bet it's filled with hot white goo!"
The purple-haired teen pressed play on the video, and began stroking as he listened to the man's lecture.
"Okay, let's begin with the basic hand technique that pre-teens start with." The man grabs a bottle of lotion and squirts a nice-sized glob onto his left hand. He then lubed up his penis and began. "I'm all lubed up, and I'm going to start moving my hand up and down the shaft of my dick. I like to go up to the head, but not completely over." His cock started to grow even larger from it's 4 inch standard length, and that excited Trunks more. He couldn't help but shoot a little more pre-cum as he watched. The slippery slidey sounds of the lotion and hand working on the man's increasing member wore music to the brat's ears as he continued to leak cum that was dripping down on his pubic hair area, which had little-to-no hair.
The man demonstrated several techniques and Trunks followed along with him, but in the end, they both decided to stick with the basic.
"That's it for all the techniques I know, so now, I'm gonna finish," the instructor said as he puts more lotion on his already cum-soaked hand. "It wouldn't be right to start and then not finish, right?"
He began to stroke, and Trunks began to stroke faster and faster. The man grabbed the dildo which he used to demonstrate anal masturbation and began to ride it as he finished jerking off.
"Man, that's so fucking hot," Trunks said to himself. "I wanna know what that feels like: to have a dildo in my ass, or a real cock. The way he's riding that rubber dick he makes it look super fun. I want that! I want that so bad! His dick looks so yummy!" The man starts riding and jerking super fast, and Trunks did the same. His moans get more high-pitched as he pointed his cock's head towards the camera, then SQUIRT! SQUIRT! SQUIRT! The man fired 3 juicy shots towards the camera, which made the purple-haired teen shoot four shots of his own. His load wasn't as big as his teacher's, but it was a healthy size for a young man.
"Well, that was fun," the man said. "I hope you guys enjoyed this video. I'll definitely be back with more fun videos for sure!"
The video ends, and Trunks sits in his chair, feeling the weird guilty pleasure that almost everyone gets after they relieve themselves at someone else's expense. "Man, that was awesome," he said as he pulled up his underwear and pants. "I should do this more often."
A message popped up on the bottom right corner of the computer screen that said "BigTeenBear is in your area and would like to chat!". Below it, BigTeenBear said, "Hey, I see your online, probably looking for the same thing I wana meet up and have a real experience instead?"
Trunks clicked the "chat" button and saw that he had two choices: either create an account and chat on the porn site, or respond as an anonymous user. He chose the second option.
"I wouldn't mind that, but just to let you know, I'm a guy," Trunks responded.
A minute passes, and the other party responds. "I am a guy too. I'm not sure if you know this or not, but when you're watching vids on here, you're able to see who's watching at the same time you are. It's kind of a live stream thing, but the vid isn't actually live."
"Oh, that's pretty interesting," Trunks writes. "I was wondering how you found me."
"Yeah. The cool thing about this site is that it wasn't a spam bot trying to chat with you. I'm actually a real person. If you don't believe me, let's meet up so you can find out."
Suddenly, Trunks' cell phone beeps. He looks at his phone and realizes that a reasonable amount of time has passed while he was having his own intimate time with himself. Goten should be arriving any minute. The beep had came from a text message from a shipping company that informed him that a package for him has arrived.
Realizing that there's little time to chat about a meet up, Trunks writes one final response to his chatroom pal. "I gotta go right now, but if you want, we can still talk. Shoot me an email." After typing his email address, he then closes out his web browser and heads to go and retrieve his package with the unshakeable feeling of excitement in the pit of his stomach which was trailed by the uncertainty of if he'll actually email him.
After picking up his package, Trunks quickly ran up to his room and got back on the computer, quickly signing in to his email. To his surprise, there was an email from someone named Gama, and it said "Hey, it's BigTeenBear from the porn site. I can't wait to hear from you again."
"Hi, I'm back," Trunks writes. "So what are you up to?"
A few minutes later, he responds. "Actually, I'm just browsing that site we met on. I love this site because it's filled with regular people, not fake ass porn stars. So tell me a little bit about yourself, Trunks."
"Well, I don't know what I like for sure. I wana like women, but I just get aroused more by men and their bodies. It just does something for me. I'm not sure what to think, ya know?"
"That's pretty interesting. I was born this way, I'm almost sure I was. I've been attracted to men since I learned how to jerk off. It's been a habit to watch gay porn and jerk off to it. Are you a virgin?"
Trunks ponders the question and is baffled on how should he respond. Should he be honest and tell him the truth that he is a virgin, and only sexual experiences he had were with himself, or should he lie and create a story that would keep Gama interested.
Trunks writes, "Well... Yeah. Actually, I'm a virgin. I'm a 19-year old virgin..." Trunks sends the email, and waits for a response. Ten minutes pass as he's sitting at his computer, but no response. Then ten turns to twenty, then thirty minutes. Trunks gave up all hope of him responding.
Suddenly, Trunks' phone rings. He looks at the caller ID, and it was Goten. He answers it, and sits back down in front of his computer.
"Hey Goten, you're here I'm guessing," Trunks said.
"Yeah, pretty much," he replied. "I should be at the apartment doors in about five minutes."
"Okay cool, I'll be there to let you in."
Trunks hangs up the phone and returns his attention to his computer. As he was going to shut it off, he receives an email from Gama. He expected it to be of Gama telling him off, but when he clicked on it, it showed a picture of a long, fat, plump light-skinned penis between two meaty thighs. Trunks was beside himself, very unsure how to feel about this. He began to get aroused again as he stared at it. Below the picture, Gama said, "I'm 19 too, and I don't have much experience either, so it's no big deal. What do you think of my dick?"
The purple-haired teen's face turned a bright red as he pondered what to say. He writes, "It's nice and big. Huge actually. What kind of stuff are you in to?"
"I'm in to it all," Gama writes, "but my favorite is anal sex, just the basic stuff. I like going overboard with BDSM type stuff, but I'm content with just basic anal. Tight butts are my thing."
"Wow! That means a virgin boy would be perfect for you then," Trunks replies.
There was a knock on Trunks' apartment door. He gets up to answer it, and it was Goten who was wearing a blue shirt and white sweatpants. Trunks lets him in, and shuts the door.
"Someone let you in, huh," Trunks said to his friend as Goten took a seat on the bed.
"Yep. It was perfect timing too. As soon as I got hear, someone was already scanning their keycard at the door. Easy-peasy!" Goten flashed a thumbs up with a smile.
Trunks wanted to tell his friend about the proposition that he had recieved from this Gama guy online, but was unsure how to broach the subject. Instead of beating around the bush, he just went for it. "Goten, I got something I wana tell you."
"I already know," Goten said with a faint smile. "You left it up on the computer screen." Trunks' face takes on an extreme embarrassed look as he stares at his longtime friend. "It's fine. We all like different stuff. My dad told me that when he was little, he always grabbed men and women by the crotch to see the difference." They both laugh histerically.
"I was actually thinking about having him come over. What do you think?"
"Wait, really." Goten said in amazement, "I just saw the huge dick on your screen! I didn't know you were thinking about inviting him over!"
"Yeah, kinda crazy, I know," Trunks said as he goes back to the computer to sit down. "I think I'm ready to have that first experience, ya know?"
Gama sends a reply. "I was hoping that I could see yours." Trunks looked over to Goten who smiled devilishly.
"Should I do it," Trunks asked.
"Yeah. He sent you a picture didn't he?" Trunks' jaw drops at Goten's answer. "I didn't see it fully, but I could tell that he sent a pic." Trunks quickly remembers that the picture wasn't even showing all the way because the sent emails took up a majority of the screen.
Trunks stands up and stares at the screen as if he were in a trance. He then writes, "You mean my butt, right?" and sends the email.
Unbeknownst to Trunks, Goten walked over to his side, and quickly scrolled upwards, and he gasped. "Damn, Trunks! I knew it was big by the look of the base, but he's long too."
Trunks' face blushed a bright red as he giggled, "Yeah, he's got a monster. Honestly, I don't think I can even take it all."
"Eh, I'm sure any guy can with enough time and preparation," Goten laughed, "But I really can't see you submitting to another man like that. You're Vegeta's son…"
Trunks' voice takes a serious tone as he ponders his friend's last statement, "I know, and whatever happens, no one can ever find out about this."
"You know I won't rat you out. Pinky swear," Goten said as he offered his pinky. "You really want him to come over?"
"I'm seriously thinking about it," Trunks said.
"Alright, I'll help you send it," Goten says, causing Trunks to spin around and glare with embarrassment. "C'mon, don't be so shy. I've seen it before, so what's the big deal." Goten laughs as he picks up Trunks' phone off of the bed and points it at him.
"How can you be so... so okay with this? I find it odd that you're not weirded out."
"I dunno," Goten replied with a grin. "I'm fine with it. You forget that my dad was perfectly okay with being naked practically anywhere, so sending nudes is really nothing. Plus, You being like this doesn't change anything about us being friends. It just makes our friendship a bit more interesting. Now turn around and pull down your pants." Goten's grin went from ear to ear as Trunks turned around and pulled down his sweatpants, revealing a pair of tight black boxer shorts that hugged his young thick buttocks like a mother would her son. FLASH! "Okay, now pull those down."
"C'mon why," Trunks shouted as he straightened up.
"You want him to come over, don't you?"
"Yeah, kind of, I'm not sure." Trunks stares at the computer screen for a while and says "Okay," and pulls down his underpants, and bends over.
Trunks was a young teen. His snowy, white, muscular cheeks gleamed under his room light as his young semi-hung, semen filled sack rested between his thick, slightly spread legs and thighs. FLASH! "Okay, Trunks! We're all done," Goten says as he handed Trunks his phone.
Trunks stood up, pulled his pants back up, and sent the pictures to Gama.
"You think he'll like them," Trunks asked his friend.
"I think so. Not to weird you out, but you have a nice butt, Trunks." The purple-haired boy's face grew red as he blushed from his friend's compliment. "It really is. I'm almost sure he'll love it."
"Wow! Thanks, I guess," Trunks replied with a smile.
"Like I said earlier, I never pictured you being this way. You always showed a... I guess a more dominating personality would be right words. I don't think anyone who really knows you would've thought you were this way. Being Vegeta's son makes it even more shocking."
"Yeah, I know. It's what I like though, I think. As much as I try to hide it, the more it forces it's way out. The feelings have never been as powerful as they are today though."
"Really? What do you think made them stronger?"
"Not sure. I guess it's just the fact that another man is interested in me; I never sent pictures like that either, so that's probably what it was. That, and the need to have this experience to get it out of my system."
"Do you still want him to come over," Goten asked again.
"Yeah," Trunks replied in a quiet whisper. "I know it doesn't sound like a smart idea, but it's what I want. I wana get nailed. I'm tired of looking at videos of other guys getting their asses rammed and not knowing what that feeling is. I wana know, Goten. I need to do this."
Goten's dark onyx-colored eyes locked with Trunks' river blue eyes as a momentary silence falls over the room. "I understand. I can't blame you. If you want something, get it. I just wana be hear to watch."
Trunks' jaw dropped open at Goten's more than odd request. "What do you mean watch," he shouts. "That's weird!"
"C'mon! I'd let you watch me have sex if you wanted. Like I said, I seen you naked before. We took baths together as kids, remember. The only difference is I'm gonna be watching you get something jammed up your butt. Oh, and I'll be seeing this Gama guy naked too, but besides that, nothing's really different."
"Fine," Trunks conceeding to his friend. "I guess you're right. Let's just see what he says about it. I doubt he'll want you hear unless you get in on the action."
Trunks looks over to the computer screen at Gama's reply. Gama wrote, "Nice ass. I know you're super tight, aren't you? Man I'd love to slide between those cheeks and fall asleep in them."
"Man, that dude's descriptive," Goten said with a laugh.
"Yeah, I guess. I've heard more graphic stuff in porn vids and erotic books. This is just the beginning." Trunks replies, "I'd love that! I'd love that a lot! If you want a piece of this ass, come over later tonight around midnightish and I'll sneak you in. I'm DL by the way." Trunks leaves the address to the college apartments and waits for a reply.
"So, is this guy like your boyfriend or something," Goten asked.
"I wouldn't call him that. If anything, we're friends with benefits, if that."
"Interesting! This should be a fun watch," Goten said with a grin.
Gama replies to Trunks' invitation. "Sounds like a plan. I'll be there at midnight, and I'll bring lots of lube and toys." Trunks' face turned bright red after reading this. His gut was filled with extreme excitement as he was determined to carry out his sneaky plan.
"Well, it's a go," Trunks said. "I'm actually gonna get laid. It's kinda exciting."
"You didn't ask him about me," Goten said.
"Don't worry. I'm sure he won't mind. We'll find out when he gets here."
The rest of the day flys by with thoughts of sex and love floating through the horny teens' minds as they waited. With both boys' minds filled with excitement and angst, midnight came with shocking quickness. Trunks and Goten were standing in the middle of Trunks' room, awaiting their new friend.
"You ready," asked Goten, standing in a pair of white sweat pants and blue top. "It's midnight."
"Oh yeah, I'm ready," replied Trunks who was wearing a black tank top and matching black shorts. "I can't believe this is actually happening. He said he's not too far away, so I'm gonna go outside and wait for him."
Trunks begins to head outside. "Wait, I'm coming too," Goten replied as he followed behind him. They both travel the pristine white halls of the college apartments until they arrive outside. There, they wait for Gama.
"Man, how many people do you think are up, Trunks," asked Goten as he stared up at the pitch black sky.
"Not many, that I'm positive of. Only people who are up are partiers and college kids like us. That's about it." Trunks catches something out of the corner of his eye. "Hey, Goten, I think this is him." He motions for Goten to look in the direction in which he saw a dark red compact car slowly pulling into the parking lot.
After a minute, a white skinned male could be seen exiting the vehicle, and heading in the boys' direction. The man was tall, at least 6 ft 3, had short black hair, clean shaven face, and dark brown eyes. He had a thickly built body frame, one resemblant of a football player's or wrestler's. He was wearing a pair of black jeans and white shirt.
"Woah, Trunks," Goten said with a shocked looked. "That's him! That's Gama!"
"Yeah, I know. He's huge," Trunks said with his innocent face gleaming red under the dimmed yard lights. "This is gonna be amazing! I just know it!"
The man reaches the two boys, and stands shoulder-to-shoulder with his date for the night.
"Trunks," he says in a deep, somewhat innocent voice. "I'm Gama."
The man may have just been the same age as Trunks, but he had an astonishing leg up on the boy in the height department. Trunks only made it up to his chest, and that was including his hair.
"Hey," Trunks replied softly. "Was it easy finding the place?"
"Yeah, it was super easy actually," Gama replied. "Who's your friend?"
"My name's Goten," he said. "I was actually hoping if I could watch you guys do it."
A moment of silence falls beyond the three guys, as an embarrassed Trunks waits for the man to reply. "Of course you can," he says. "Shall we go in and have some fun?"
Goten swings open the door, and replies, "Sure! C'mon Trunks," and heads to the bedroom.
"Trunks, I can tell you're a bit shy," Gama says as he clutched the purple-haired boy on the shoulder and looked into the blushing boy's blue eyes. "It's gonna be okay, trust me." A smile creeped onto the man's face. "I'll go real easy on you. I promise."
"This is gonna be my first time, so I hope so." A faint smile crept on the teen's face as he lead Gama to his bedroom.
When the bedroom door shuts behind the two, Gama sits on the bed, and Trunks sits beside him. Goten sat on the computer chair, facing the bed.
Gama stared at Trunks, Trunks stared at Gama. Then, Trunks rushed in, grabbing the jock by both sides of his neck, and yanked him in for a passionate kiss. Gama's thick lips lock with Trunks', and Gama is pushing down on the boy's shoulders, motioning him to the bed. They continued to hold their liplock.
Trunks begins to push Gama off. "What's wrong," Gama asked.
"Let's get naked," Trunks replied. They both stand up, and undress to their underwear. "You first," Trunks said, demandingly.
"Gladly," Gama said as he yanked down his black boxer shorts, fulfilling his young playmate's request. Gama's penis lived up to the picture that he sent earlier on in the day. His pink head was leaking cum, and the girth of his wang was unbelievable. Trunks however, was mesmerized by Gama's giant sack that, in his opinion, was, at the minimum, as big as a grapefruit. "Now it's you're turn. Let me see that booty!"
The blushing Trunks slowly pulled down his underwear, revealing his descent-sized penis, and acceptably modest ballsack.
"Not too shabby," Gama said. "Do you wanna skip the whole "warm up", or do you wanna just get to the action?"
"Action please," Trunks said as he climbed onto the bed in the doggy-style position, facing Goten.
"Alright, if that's how you want it!" Gama laid a nice smack on Trunks' right butt cheek. "Turn around so your little friend can get a good view."
Trunks did as Gama suggested, he turned so that his butt faced Goten, and Gama went to work. Gama reached into a black plastic bag that he brought in, and pulled out a bottle of lotion. He squirts a few pumps onto his left hand fingers, and spreads Trunks' soft cheeks with his right hand.
"Are you ready," he said with a smile on his face as he looked down at the blushing boy.
"Yes sir," Trunks replies as he looked back at his jock friend.
Gama runs his index and middle fingers over Trunks' hole, and pushed the middle finger in. Trunks laid silent as he moved his middle finger in and out slowly, going deeper with each push.
"How does that feel," Gama asked Trunks.
"It feels nice," he replied with an innocent whisper.
"You're gettin' a good view back there, right Goten," Gama asked.
"Yeah, I can see everything."
Gama moving his finger faster, and began circling Trunks' hole. He then edges his index finger in and pushes in even deeper. He then begins to rub Trunks' right cheek, and delivers a powerful smack. "You like that," he asks.
"I love it," Trunks replies with a blushing smile. "Not to rush or anything, but I think I'm ready for the dick."
"Oh, that's fine by me." Gama's face lit up as Trunks said those words. He grabs the lotion, lubes up his already erect penis, and slides it in Trunks' already sized out hole. He begins thrusting his hips into the horny purple-haired teen as he firmly grips the boy's cheeks. "How is it," Gama asks as he gently thrusts inward.
"Good," Trunks replies softly, burying his head into his pillow. "Just remember to go easy on me."
Gama continues his soft, easy, gentle thrusts, knowing that dishing out too much power would hurt the freshly opened virgin. He wanted to keep his promise in not hurting his newly found friend so he could hopefully go in him again. After a few minutes of soft thrusts, Gama feels that he's close to cumming, so he speeds up.
"Goten," Gama calls out. "How am I doing?"
"Good from what I could I can see," Goten replies. "I know Trunks is down there lovin' every minute of it."
Gama bends over, plants his hands on Trunks' shoulders, hooked the semi-muscular boy's legs, and pressed his thick lips to the boy's ear as he put more power into his thrusts, causing a hard clapping sound with each time their hips connect.
"Well tell me Trunks, are you loving this," Gama said as he panted heavily into Trunks' ear.
"Gama, I love it," he yelped in a high-pitched girlish voice. "I'm gonna cum soon! I can feel it!"
"Good, so you won't mind if I unload now then?"
"Not at all, go ahead. Just release it all inside me!"
"If that's the way you want it," Gama said in a deep voice. SMACK! Gama delivers a powerful spank to Trunks' luscious left butt cheek. SMACK! He delivered another spank to the right cheek. He begins to increase his speed's thrusts tremendously. The room-leveled sounding slow clap began to turn into a fast loud clap that could be heard on the outside of the bedroom.
CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! SPANK! CLAP! CLAP! "Oh yeah baby! I'm so close!"
"I know," Trunks said with his head still in his pillow. "I feel you're precum dripping out. Keep going. Faster faster faster!"
Gama speeds up even faster. CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! SPANK! SPANK! CLAP! CLAP! SQUIRT! SQUIRT! SQUIRT! It was over.
"AAAAAAAAAH," Gama groaned in Trunks' ear as he shot at least 3-5 squirts of hot thick fluid into the tight cheeked teen. "Oh baby! That felt so good!" He rested his head on Trunks' shoulder for a while as he regained his composure.
"Nice load, babe," Trunks said with a chuckle.
"Did you cum," Gama asked, panting for air as he pushed himself up onto his feet.
"Yeah. I shot all over the quilt." Gama spreads his partner's legs and looked down at the boy's sack. Sure enough, there was a descent-sized puddle of white fluid on the black bedsheets.
"Good job," Gama said with excitement as he sat on the bed next to the still prone Trunks. "I actually had planned to have a more longer drawn out session, ya know?"
"Don't feel bad," Trunks said as he stood up. "I'm gonna go to the bathroom and clean up a bit. Be right back." Trunks puts on his underwear and heads to the bathroom.
"Goten," Gama called out as he locked eyes with the innocent-faced boy. "Did you like what you saw?"
Goten's face turned red with embarrassment as he didn't know how to respond. Gama stands up and grabs both of the boy's shoulders and bends down, pressing his lips to Goten's ear and said, "Ya know, I wouldn't mind giving your tight little boy pussy a try too... Just so you know, we don't have a relationship. As far as I'm concerned, this was just a sexual rendezvous, nothing more." Gama's tone was rough, downright animalistic, and Goten had the idea that Gama wanted him bad. Crazy thing is, he wanted him too. The giant man reaches into his pants that were on the floor, and pulls out a card and places it in Goten's hand. "I don't stay too far from here. If you want to have your ass pounded too, don't be afraid to give me a call."
"You sure Trunks won't mind," Goten asked with a slight hint of awkwardness.
"I'm positive," Gama replied as he slips on his pants and shirt. "To make things easier, he doesn't even have to know." He heads over to the door, "Tell Trunks I've got to get going. My mom's actually gonna get off work soon, and I wana beat her home. I don't think she'll be happy with me being out on a booty call."
"C'mon, you're a grown man. Well, I'll tell Trunks you said goodbye."
"Alright. Don't forget what I told you."
"Trust me, I won't. I'll have you on speed dial."
Gama finishes getting dressed, but before he headed out, he gave Goten a peck on the cheek, which Goten doesn't refuse and kisses him back on the lips. Gama leaves, and Trunks comes back into the room, completely emptied of the man's semen. Goten tells Trunks about Gama saying goodbye, and leaving because of his mom, to which he chuckled at, but he doesn't tell him about Gama's offer, and with all that aside, the boy's go on with their sleepover with no further mention of the man.
AUTHOR TO READERS:
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