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Which
was the sequel to Hormone Therapy & Cross-eyed.
WARNINGS AND DISCLAIMERS:
A.
I do not own DBZ. If I owned
it, the twins would be in the show and everyone would be running and screaming in
fear of Goten’s insatiable need for chaos and sex. (However, I do own: Vegeta’s
uterus, the twins, Trunks’ uterus (when he gets one) and Gina.)
B.
If you did not read Hormone Therapy or Mental Therapy than you will be
as clueless as newborn. You should go
read Cross-eyed, but you don’t have to.
C.
There will be SEX. Between two
males and between man & woman. There will be CRUDE LANGUAGE. (Goten’s T-shirts will be mentioned.)
D.
And this is AU. And its all
about humor.
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Ah,
the shower. Nice and steamy. Massaging all his muscles, relaxing his
nerves. The shower, his very favorite
part of the day. Because the time that
he took the shower was completely devoid of screaming toddlers, bitchy pregnant
daughter-in-laws, hyperactive overly horny twin sons, or quiet but still very
capable of making trouble blue-eyed kids from an alternate dimension. Yes. Vegeta loved his shower.
Until
it was inevitably interrupted by someone.
And this morning, when the door opened, he found that it was the
youngest twin that came into the bathroom.
Yawning and scratching the back of his head.
“Hey,”
Goten said. Wiped the mirror clean with
the edge of his shirt (which proclaimed My Ass is Your Ass.) Picked up his toothbrush and set about
brushing his teeth as if his mother wasn’t attempting to take a shower. (Not that the damn kid cared.) He was silent for a moment.
Vegeta
counted the seconds. Sixty exactly, and
then his son spoke:
“Could
you talk to Trunks? The hormones are
finished, but I think you should tell him honestly what he’s going to be
doing. I’m not sure he really believes
me.”
Vegeta
rolled his eyes. Considered telling his
son no. Thought of what Goten would do
to him if he did. Not that he was
afraid of his son, but the last time he had done something his child considered
to be obstinate and asshole-like, he had ended up with bt pit pink hair. Proving that even Goten’s mother was not
safe from his sense of interesting revenge.
“Fine.”
“Thanks,”
Goten said. Finished his teeth and left
the room.
Now
that the shower had been interrupted there was no point in trying to reclaim
the momentary calm he had attained before the interruption. He flicked the water off. Sighed.
Wondered how much work it would take to put another bathroom in the
house.
~~~***
“Hey!”
Vegeta snapped, grabbed his little brother by the tail as he took off
flying—intending to land on his mate.
“What did we say, Bardock?”
His
tiny brother tried to kick him, stuck out his tongue and tried to roll so he
could sink his little teeth into Vegeta’s skin. But having grown up with Goten had its benefits. He shook his brother and said: “What did we say?”
“No!”
the little boy shouted, crossed his tiny arms over his little chest and
pouted. Vegeta turned him over and set
him on the couch—next to Gina but not on her.
Gave his brother a look, and got a glare in return. Wondered just how long this little boy was
going to live under the mistaken impression that he was more stubborn than him.
“My
savior,” Gina said, wrapped her fingers in his shirt and pulled him down to
kiss her. He didn’t touch her very
round stomach—wanted to, but didn’t.
Goten had gotten her a shirt that said: “HANDS OFF ASSHOLE.” And except for when they were alone, the
hands off applied to everyone including him.
“What are you making me for lunch?” she asked. Wrapped her arms around him so that when he stood up he pulled
her to his feet.
“I
don’t remember being asked to make anything,” he said.
“I
don’t have to ask,” she said, “I’m the Mama.”
“Ugh!”
Bardock said. Jumped on the back of the
couch and ran off in the opposite direction of them. Screaming at the top of his lungs.
“He
was so cute before he learned to talk,” she said, “Or walk.”
“He’s
actually pretty well behaved.”
She
stared at him like he was insane, but he had warned her that Saiyans were
pretty difficult to handle as children if you didn’t have a whole village full
of people willing to show the child that the rules were rules regardless of
what they wanted.
And
the next pershat hat Bardock ran into sent him running back to the couch, and
he landed on it, turned so he was sitting correctly, slumped until his little
feet were off the edge and put his hands in his lap. Stayed very still.
Goten
came into the room and grinned. Took a
sweeping bow when Gina said: “How the
hell do you always do that?”
“Trade
secret,” Goten said.
Gina
looked at Vegeta, poutedan san style="mso-spacerun: yes"> “How does he
always do that?”
Vegeta
shrugged. Looked at his brother as
Goten shook his head and laughed at himself.
The two of them had decided not to tell the parents why it was that
Bardock never fought against Goten.
Because it was so much fun to watch them endlessly pushed to the ends of
their wits by the rambunctious child.
If they knew the secret it would be no fun.
~~~***
“Look,”
that was how Vegeta (the mother) addressed him when he walked into the
room. “Do you love my son?”
“Uhh…” Was this a trick question?
“If
you’re not sure than don’t take the fucking hormones. "> If you do love him, than do.”
Crossed his arms over his chest, and nodded to himself like he had just
fulfilled some sort of motherly duty.
Trunks
just blinked. Considered this bit of
information. Of course he loved Goten,
he was mated to him. What did that have
to do with the hormone treatment? He
could love Goten and not want to be pregnant.
But he wasn’t so sure he wanted to voice this thought.
Was
saved from having to say it because Vegeta rolled his eyes and said: “When you drink it, you’ll get sick. Then you’ll start seeing the world in
strange colors. Goten will probably
claim you again, and you should just accept the fact that you will not be
walking until after he has managed to get you pregnant.”
Oh. This was information. Helpful sort of information, because what he
had gotten from Bulma and Goten was that there would be ‘discomfort’ and
‘side-effects’ and he should expect to have a lot of sex in a short amount of
time. But actually getting to speak to
someone that had done this before was enlightening. “I want him to have children,” Trunks said. Let that say all those other things.
“Just
remember what I said. Oh, and get over
your sense of modesty before you drink it, because Goten’s like his father,
they don’t have an ounce of tact or discretion.” That said, Vegeta turned and walked away from him.
~~~***
Apparently,
Goku thought with a little grin, even toddlers had that sense of ‘oh, gross, my
dad is talking about sex.’ And
apparently, it worked just as well on them as it did on his older sons. Because he had been fighting with Bardock to
get the boy to sleep in his own bed (since he always managed to get into his
parents’ bed before he and Vegeta got there.)
Bardock had been stubbornly ignoring him until he said:
“Fine. But you need to sleep on the floor in our
room because Mommy and I are going to have sex. Its not good for Daddies to go without…”
And
wouldn’t you know it, Bardock jumped up, slapped his little hands over Goku’s
mouth and said: “OKAY!” Stood there,
holding his hands over his father’s mouth until he was sure that nothing more
would be said before he backed away, hopped into his bed, pulled the covers up
to his chin and closed his eyes.
Started to snore.
This
pleased Goku. Immensely. He left the room, and upon closing the door
was immediately accosted by his other sopan pan style="mso-spacerun: yes">
“Hey
dad,” Goten said, “Do you want your tail back?”
He
turned again, reached behind him and almost started jumping up and down when he
was greeted with the soft fur of his tail as it wrapped around his hand. “Oh.
Wow!” Ran his hands over it, and
felt tingles running up and down his spine.
“Oh,” he said with a much deeper tone, “Wow.”
“Oh,
Kami,” Vegeta muttered, “Go get a room.”
Goku
decided that was a good plan, finished his walk down the hall to his own room,
and found that Vegeta also had his tail back.
It was lighter than Goku’s but his mate was doing much the same thing,
endlessly running his hands up and down the freshly regrown-tail with all the
wonder of a teenager in puberty.
And
Vegeta was naked.
Very
good. He shucked his clothes with the
practiced ease of a man who was used to getting undressed quickly. Wrapped his hand around Vegeta’s tail,
stroked it, felt his mate’s hand on his tail, and that was absolutely insane
how nice it felpan pan style="mso-spacerun: yes">
They
stood like that, stroking their tails in time with one another, panting and
subconsciously pressing their hips into each other until Vegeta snarled,
wrapped his arms around Goku’s neck and yanked him down to where he could kiss
him. Pressed his lips tight to Goku’s
opened his mouth and invaded him.
Opened his legs and climbed onto Goku, tugged him toward the bed.
It
was always nice when words were not necessary to get to the sex. He tipped them onto the bed, braced his body
with one arm, guided himself into Vegeta with his other hand, then moved it to
his mate’s tail, stroked it hard and felt the tightening around him, the minute
thrusts.
Felt
hands on his tail.
Thought
that he owed his sons a big, huge favor for giving him back his tail. Mindlessly pressed into Vegeta, heard the
answering insanity rolling out of the body under him. Heard his name, and lowered his head to where he could bite
through the skin of Vegeta’s neck. Claimed him again, and growled.
“Kakarot,”
Vegeta growled, gripped his tail painfully hard and he exploded in Goku’s
arms. Panted and threw his head back
and forth. Ran>Raised his ki and got
slicker and tighter around Goku’s erection.
He closed his eyes and snarled: “Mine,” as he released into his mate.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~***
Gina: Come
on, tell me how you get him to behave!
Goten:
Can’t.
Trunks: Do I
get my tail back too?
Lil’Geta:
Nobody wants to read about you getting all hot and bothered.
Gk: I think
this story should be all about me and how I get sex.
Vegeta: That
was Hormone Therapy.
Gk: I liked
that story.
Trunks:
hello? Anyone listening to me?
Goten: Of
course we are. Now what were you
saying?yes"> Time have none of.
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