And I'm back! Finally getting back to this story after a good, long break. As I said before, I'm hoping to get this updated regularly about every ten days or so from this point on until the Summer time, unless something from College or otherwise gets in the way.
That aside, I've kept you all waiting long enough. On with the chapter!
A Saiyan's Prison Ride:
Chapter 7: The plot thickens…
Speechless. If there was one word that could describe Son Gohan at this very moment, it was speechless.
Hana was in much the same boat, sat on the ground literally drenched in semen. Whilst Gohan had never personally seen it in real life up to now, he had read through plenty of textbooks about biology that went in depth with the reproductive cycle, and even gave illustrations about things like semen, what it looked like, and what it did.
That being said… Gohan found his mind malfunctioning and rebooting repeatedly in a loop like a faulty computer as he processed what he was looking at. He knew this wasn't a dream, because he would never a dream like this given who he was. Although at the moment, he genuinely wished it was, because that would at least make it easier for him to explain what the hell had just occurred… he could just brush it off like some fringe dream brought about by his heightened hormones as a young man…
He knew his eyes and body weren't deceiving him, the evidence was damning and something he was forced to come to terms with. His cock was aching and twitching, standing out hard as a rock in a full-on erection that he'd never had before in his life. The residual saliva and semen left on the head of his member, along with how it was pointed at the cum-coated Hana was pretty damn explicit and forthright…
He had just ejaculated for the first time in his life… and Hana was clearly the one who'd made him.
Those sensations he'd felt while using Piccolo's technique had all been her doing… which meant that the blond… had been fondling him that whole time, until his manhood couldn't take it anymore and just… released on her like some sort of firehose…
Gohan felt his mouth fall open in shock as this revelation settled in. His cheeks quickly exploding with colour, turning a deep velvet shade of red. The boy almost stumbled back as the gravity of what had just happened fell down on him. His mind beginning to whirl at a thousand miles a minute. "H-Hana… she… I… wha?"
Utterly stupefied, Gohan failed to find his voice, his throat hitched too much in the mounting shock of this sudden turn of events that he now found himself in, with only unintelligible sounds even managing to surface passed his open maw.
Without even trying to think about it, in the blink of an eye Gohan pulled his pants and underwear back up, covering his organ as he zipped his pants up faster than he ever had before. This did little to hide his huge bulge however, which still remained prominent on his person, as his dick pushed outward through the fabrics trying to hold it down. Jutting out quite a ways from his pelvis like a hard pipe that stuck out of a wall.
Gohan didn't even notice this however, his mind still whirring too fast for him to keep up with at the moment, as his hand found the handle to the door behind him, which promptly slid open as he stumbled almost comically back out of the room from the seated blond.
Swallowing heavily, the boy's head swivelled over to the exit leading out into the hallway as beads of sweat cascaded down his temple, his body following suit not long after as he awkwardly fumbled his way through the door and back out into the hallway, his legs feeling like jelly as the door shut behind him. He found his back pressing against the door not a second later, breathing in and out in an attempt to collect himself, before pushing away and lumbering down the hallway they'd come from, aiming to reach his room with a dumbstruck expression on his velvet red face. "What in the world is wrong with this school…"
Meanwhile, back in the bathhouse, Hana had yet to move from her spot on the floor. The girl taking a little longer to recover from her shock than the half-breed Saiyan had. Once she did though, the cum-soaked blond felt the taste of the boy's copious amount of seed lathering her from head to toe. The viscous liquid also coating the walls of her mouth and running all over her tongue, colouring them a shade of gooey white as it dripped and slithered around in her moist cavern.
"Th-there's so much of it…" She thought, the heat in her body increasing yet again, the burning sensation in her loins intensifying again as she rolled her tongue around in her mouth, sloshing the boy's yogurt around before she finally swallowed with one sizeable gulp. The taste seeming even better than before, eliciting a moan of pleasure from her as she savoured it. "So tasty!…"
The girl's eyes noted how a few strings of the same fluid began to drip from the bangs of her hair down by her face, falling down to her lap, where they joined the ropes of seed that clung to her skirt.
One of her hands came over to the section of her skirt with the most of sticky white substance layering it, dipping her index and middle fingers into the lukewarm goo, scooping some of it up on her fingertips, before bringing it up to her lips, where she proceeded to insert her digits inside her waiting mouth. She shivered as she yet again felt the sticky, slippery yogurt drip on her tongue, lips closing over her sheathed fingers as she sucked off every last bit of the gooey essence, another moan of delight following as she felt it slither down her throat.
Through her murky, muddled mind, a part of Hana admonished her incredulously for what she was doing and what she had done. Screaming foul at her for doing something so disgusting and perverted, once again crying out that her friends would be ashamed if they saw her right now. Lapping up something that came out of a boy's cock of all things!
Once again, it was but only a whisper to the blond, as another part of the girl that was far more dominant at the moment rationalised that it wasn't perverted of her. That she wasn't a pervert. She had just been curious, is all. Nothing more. The fact that she was still tasting what Gohan's penis had spewed out unto her? That was because she really liked the taste, it had nothing to do with perversion. That burning itch in her loins that she found her other hand hover back to? It was just that, an itch, which she was dealing with by rubbing over with her fingers. Eliciting a few more moans from her as her fingers pulled out of her mouth, dripping with her saliva as she scooped up another bit of sticky fluid from her skirt and sucked it in past her lips too with a drawn out moan.
Meiko and Mari may not agree, but no one was around to see her at the moment. Nobody else would be showing up here for quite some time. Leaving her alone, in her own little world. Neither had to know this happened, quite like they didn't have to know that Gohan had seen her pissing in the forest. This stayed between him and her. They were even now in her mind, and that's all there was to it.
She was quite the mess though, considering the ungodly amount of this tasty, milky fluid he'd doused her in. She'd have to bathe at some point just to get rid of the musky smell now permeating her lithe, athletic body. Given it's strong scent as well, it would probably take awhile for it to disappear.
Of course… there wasn't any rush to do that. Taking a moment away from tasting the milky cream, she fished out her phone from her blazer pocket, which remained untouched unlike the rest of her, and quickly jotted down a message for Meiko, letting her know she and Gohan wouldn't be in today. The message pinged, letting her know it had been sent, before she placed the phone back in her pocket.
The girl quivered as she felt her own fingers rub a littler harder over her nether regions, thighs coming closer together as she brought her fingers towards where the sticky yogurt drooped from her bangs, letting it pour on to her wet digits before bringing it back into her waiting mouth…
Meanwhile…
Mari knocked gently on the door to her father's office, as she usually did to be polite before peeling the door open and stepping inside.
"Chairman, this year's guidebook…" The prim, regal looking beauty stopped herself when she saw no one was in the room.
Knowing her father could be absent from his office from time to time, Mari didn't let this bother her, and simply walked up to his desk and gently dropped the small booklet on it. The book cover reading: 'Official Underground Student Council Underground Guidebook'.
When it plopped on to the desk however, the upper section of the book managed to tap on to the chairman's computer, causing his computer screen to whirr back on. The dim bluish light illuminating the room.
"Hmm?" Feeling curious, the president of the USC leaned over the desk to get a better look at what was on screen. She could see her father had two tabs open, with the second one being visible on screen. A message sending site, it seemed. He already had his own message popped up, but without anything in it as of now, meaning he'd likely pulled this up before taking a break from his office. Looking up, she found who it was addressed to.
"Chichi?..." The name of the recipient rolled off her tongue, a distinctly female name. The real question was, who was this woman that her father was going to send a message to?
"A business associate perhaps? No, if that had been the case, then he would've been more formal, rather than calling the woman by her first name." Then again, this was her father she was talking about…
Brow furrowing, Mari could've sworn she'd seen that name before too, though at the moment she couldn't recall where.
It looked like she'd need to delve a little further into this matter later on, tomorrow perhaps, if only to sate her own curiosity.
With that decided on, Mari left the question of who and why to the side for now, as she lightly pushed the book off the mouse and navigated over to the other tab and clicked it.
"Hrgk!" Only to recoil in surprise the instant the other webpage hit her eyes. Showing off an image of a tanned woman bent over on her hands and knees, completely naked with her shapely ass pointing right at the camera, and her face looking back at it too with a sultry look. The caption around her in flashy pink and black reading: 'Hot dogging, Hot dogging with Latin beauties', making it clear as day this was a porn site of some description.
Of all the things he could be doing… and that man chose to have something like this on his computer? Looking at something as obscene as this when he was supposed to be setting an example as the school's chairman…
It didn't take Mari long to recover from her surprise, becoming almost stone-faced as she looked down at the computer with visible disgust. Her final words before she turned to leave tinted with venom. "This is why men are scum."
A little while later…
"Break time!" Meiko called out authoritatively, arms crossed under her gigantic bust.
All five boys collectively let out a dismayed grumble as they crumpled to the ground on their asses, already exhausted from the work their hyper-voluptuous warden so far.
"A break? Does that mean we still have to work?" Shingo questioned rhetorically with a downtrodden expression, already knowing the answer.
The others agreed with his sentiment. Feeling their muscles and bones already aching from the exertion. Hair somewhat dishevelled and faces scuffled with dirt and sweat. The young, yet obscenely beautiful warden having made them work much harder than they had previously. Sparing no mercy in working them to the bone.
Leaning up from his crumpled sitting position, Kiyoshi let out a small sigh at the whole situation. "It's tough going, but if I work hard enough," The boy's thoughts instantly shifted to Chiyo, and the conversation he'd had with the pretty girl yesterday, after he'd climbed up into the tree to place the baby chick in its nest. The young, nice girl seeing his selfless act believing there was no way he was a bad person, and agreeing to go out on a date with him at the weekend for a sumo contest! An image of him and the girl he had already developed a crush on sitting atop the shoulders of a pro sumo wrestler as they laughed and had fun together. The perverted youth blushing at the thought. "I'll get my date with Chiyo-chan!"
"Why are they on break?" Kiyoshi was brought out of his little fantasy by that familiar feminine voice, his and the other's looking past Meiko, who in turn looked behind herself to see Mari approaching. "They aren't making any progress, are they?"
The president stopped herself just a few feet behind Meiko, arms folded primly by her waist as she looked over at the boys, lips turning downwards as her eye brows furrowed down crossly. If one was perceptive enough, they would even see beyond the surface of her narrowed eyes the thunder storm just waiting to lash out. "At this rate, we'll have to have them work over the weekend, too."
"Haaaaaaaah!?" The boys, in unison, felt their jaws drop open comically in utter shock and dumbfoundment. As if the proverbial winds that was keeping them going had just been knocked callously out of their sails.
Kiyoshi, seeing the girl turning to leave made to rush forward, not willing to accept such a thing. His tone coloured with desperation as he reached out towards her. "Madam President! That's not fair! -"
"Stay away from the President!" Arms unfolding, Meiko cut him off before he could get a step closer, her whip stick cracking forth, causing her enormous breasts to bounce excitably like a pair of basketballs being dribbled as she struck the top of the boy's head, sending him crashing face first to the ground with a groan of pain.
"Oh, by the way Meiko," Mari stopped momentarily, drawing the bodacious bombshell's attention again as she looked over her shoulder at her best friend. "Where exactly is Gohan? I would've thought whatever Hana needed him for was done by now…" He should be out here getting supervised, oh sorry, helping Meiko under her orders, as they had agreed.
Pushing her sexy looking librarian glasses up the ridge of her nose, Meiko replied succinctly. "I actually just got a text from Hana a little while ago, Madam President. According to her, neither of them will be here today."
Mari's eyes narrowed further at this piece of information. "And why is that? Did she elaborate on it?" Not that she wanted to doubt her fellow USC member, as Hana was undoubtedly a loyal and trustworthy friend, as far as she'd seen.
"Unfortunately no." Meiko shook her head. "But whatever she decided she needed him for most be important if neither can be here today." Truthfully, in the busty warden's mind, she wouldn't have seen Hana working today anyway given how upset she'd been yesterday for something she refused to talk to her about. Saying it had been too embarrassing an experience to talk about.
Given that the girl had come to her early this morning however, and requested that Gohan come with her after class to help her with something, she had a sneaking suspicion he had something to do with what had happened to her.
She couldn't really prove that concretely, since Hana had no intention of ever speaking about it, but ever since the blond had asked for him, she just had a gut feeling that he was the one responsible for her outburst the other day.
Mari closed her eyes for a second as she let out a breath. Whilst she didn't really like that, she was willing to let it slide since it was Hana they were talking about. Hana could look after herself well enough and keep an eye on him for them. Perhaps she was just being paranoid. "I suppose you're right. I'll trust her to keep a good leash on him." Of course, he'd still have to make up for that absence though, and she'd make sure he knew this.
With that, she took her leave.
Meanwhile, on the ground Kiyoshi almost felt like crying in a mix of despair and frustration at the cruelty of the world.
What had he done to deserve this? Okay, outside of the whole peeping on the girls in the bathhouse thing. Hadn't they been working hard enough as it was? Hadn't she promised to give them the weekends off if they were on their best behaviour and worked their hardest?! They had done as she asked, and now she told them it wasn't good enough!?
Not for the first time, the words of Gohan came back to haunt him once more. Yet again laying into him how foolish he'd been to join the other boys peeping on the girls. He only had himself to blame for that one.
"Dammit, now I can't go on my date!" The boy racked his mind quickly, thinking of all sorts of ways he might be able to get out of this predicament.
What did he do, tell them he had a sick family member? No, they'd find out about that straight away.
Perhaps he could tell them he was sick? That he had a stomach ache or something? No, they'd see right through that!
Dammit Kiyoshi! Think, THINK! A date with Chiyo-chan was on the line here! He had to come up with something. ANYTHING!
Unfortunately his mind failed to come up with anything that could feasibly work, leaving him to slump on the ground, losing hope in his situation. "What do I do, Chiyo-chan?" He thought, tears falling from his eyes thinking of the pretty girl's face smiling at him beatifically. A smile that warmed his very heart whenever he'd seen it.
Just then, as if God answered his prayers, Kiyoshi found his eyes idly focusing on a group of ants huddled close in a line as they trekked towards their little home, the entrance being a small hole in the ground.
As he watched them file inside, Kiyoshi shot up and found himself looking down at the hole intently as they all filed in, the idea he'd been racking his brain for surging forth to the front of his mind in a eureka moment.
Kiyoshi's tears quickly dried up as he grew a look of determination on his face. Knowing now what his only form of salvation would be. "I have to break out!"
The next day…
Bzzzzzzziiiiinnnnnggggg!
A yawn escaped from Gohan's throat as his morning alarm clock went off, signalling the start of the school day. The boy rising from his bed with a small, dismayed shake of his head as he stopped the alarm with a half-assed tap of his hand before getting up. His feet lazily touching the floor as he threw his blanket aside, showing off his rippling, muscular, naked body save for his lower regions beneath his underpants as he started to get dressed for the day. Spiky hair somewhat dishevelled and tired bags lining under his eyes as he lethargically slipped his uniform on.
The reason for his lethargy you may ask? A severe lack of sleep the other night, that's what. He hadn't been able to get a wink in. Not for a lack of trying on his part. No matter what position he had slept in, no matter how he tossed and turned, no matter how he clamped his eyes shut so hard it was a wonder his skin hadn't crinkled up like crumpled paper, eh just couldn't force himself to sleep.
He was far too uncomfortable the other day for that. All thanks to the erection that had been left behind by Hana's actions the other day, which he was still reeling from.
It was as if there was a primordial force out there or something that got a kick out of seeing him so discombobulated and out of his depth, and had made his first erection last way longer than it should've any right to. As if to mock him over what happened between him and Hana. Refusing to recede and standing strong throughout the whole day, and through most of the night to his chagrin, until about an hour or so before he was supposed to wake up. It's presence taunting him every time he feebly tried to go to sleep.
Stomach growling, Gohan was notified of another thing he hadn't done yesterday, and that was having a dinner in the cafeteria. In the haze of what had occurred, he had simply wandered back to his room, and forgotten to go to the cafeteria at some point to eat. Too focused on coming to grips with the utter insanity that took place between him and the bob-haired blond.
"Dammit all… I just can't catch a break, can I? This is so not what I would've had in mind for my time in high-school…" He thought morbidly with a sleepy sigh, as he finished putting on his uniform. His only solace at the moment being that his erection had finally calmed down and wasn't a bother to him now.
And hopefully never again, he might add.
Attempting and failing to shake some of the sleep out of him, Gohan shrugged his shoulders in resignation as he made his way out of the room, closing the door behind him.
"Uhm… Gohan-san, right?"
"Huh?" Turning to his left, Gohan found a young girl around his age approaching. One he didn't recall seeing as of yet, though no less pretty than most of the other girls at this school. Her brown hair cut in a bob cut not too dissimilarly to how his mother's usually was, C-cup breasts giving a light jiggle within her uniform as she treaded toward him. Light brown eyes regarding him with a bit of caution as she came to a stop a few feet away. "Here uhm… Mari-san asked me to bring you this…" She said, nervously outstretching her left hand.
Looking down, Gohan saw that it was a folded-up note addressed to him. Not wanting to be rude to the girl, even as tired as he was, he politely thanked her before taking it from the girl's hand. The girl gave a light bow to be respectful before turning away and making her leave.
Unfolding the note, the half-saiyan read out its contents in his head.
"Dear Gohan, Since you weren't there to assist Meiko yesterday, you'll be making up for that by helping her out with the other boys for the full day today. Don't worry about your extra classes, I've made sure to inform the staff of what you'll be doing, and they'll make sure to let you know of the material you missed, so you can study it in your own time. I am expecting you to give it your all from now on. Regards, Mari."
Gohan let out a groan as he finished reading that. Seriously? A full day out there with Meiko and the guys again?
Oh well, it wasn't too much skin off his back anyway. Given how tired he was right now, he doubted he could properly listen to what the teachers were trying to teach them anyway, and it wasn't like he didn't already have most of the material covered anyway from his home-schooling. Plus, it was the weekend, so the classes going on today weren't mandatory. They were just there for people like him who wanted to excel that much more by going further ahead on the material from the classes during the week, so that when the teachers were going over it in class the next week, the more studious pupils would already be read up on it, and could thus move on further with their studies for exams. A handy arrangement that only Hachimitsu had going for it.
Thus, him having to go out there wasn't really a loss, all things considered.
Then again, Hana would likely be out there as well at some point…
He could try to argue that he didn't feel comfortable doing it today, if only to avoid the awkward tension he'd have to endure around the blond after she'd fondled his manhood before, for an extra day. He shot that down quick though, knowing he'd have to explain why to Mari, and there wasn't a chance in hell that would go over well in the slightest. The best he could hope for if he was stupid enough to say what had happened was being thrown in the prison with the others. The worst, and most likely scenario? Immediate expulsion and likely lionization as a full on sexual predator.
Yeah, no. That wasn't happening. That load of baggage would be kept between him and Hana. Call him crazy, but he was inclined to believe her when she said this was between him and her, and that no one else would know about it.
Granted, that had been when it was just seeing his penis, and he didn't need a reminder of how that went…
Gohan shook his head of that thought, slumping his shoulders as he began to walk forward. He supposed he'd just have to deal with it as it came today…
God he wished the month would roll by faster…
AND CUT!
Well, this is definitely one of my shorter chapters, but none the less, I felt this was a good place to end it off for now.
Things got a little spicy between Gohan and Hana, and our poor half-saiyan doesn't know what to make of what happened between them. Their little dynamic will certainly be an interesting one to observe for now. Not to leave how things will go down with him and the other two beautiful ladies in the USC though. Also, Hana is still quite deluded it seems about her own perverted vices. Wonder how long it'll take her to accept reality? Or will she even accept it at all?
Either way, I hope you all got some enjoyment out of this shorter chapter, and I'll see you in the next one, which thankfully for those who hate the long waits, which is most of you I'll bet, this fic will be updated every ten to fourteen days if all things go to plan. So look forward to the next chapter in about two weeks at most!
I'll see you guys later!