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Touch My Body	By : Lunamaru Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 5877 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Touch My Body
- 2-Loosen Up My Buttons
- 1
- 2
A/N: This is a great couple I haven't
seen a lot of (like none at all, with mostly OOC and AU things going
on at the very most) and I am here to recitfy this because I love
writing MANSEX <3.

Warnings: Yaoi. Shouta. PWP (PORN
WIIIITH PLOT <3). Minor. SoloM. Incest. First Time. Non con to
con. Cursing. Penetration.

Cell Games Era- The last day of
training Goku and Gohan have taken before the Cell Games start. (AU)

Pairing: Goku/Gohan (AKA Go-cest)

Touch My Body

One-shot

DBZ

Goku smiled as his son
dodged his ki-powered attack and aimed his own punch at his father's
head, which didn't get a chance to hit before they spun apart in
twirling yellow arches.

“Ok, Gohan, let's
call it a day!” the older male called, dropping his Saiyan
transformation as his son did the same. Today, the sun was beating
down on them with its full force and Goku could tell that Gohan was
tiring a little bit faster today. They had gone out to the river
today, alittle bit farther than normal, but it satisfied ChiChi that
her two men seemed to be bonding. But Gohan... He seemed
distracted...

Gohan was straightening
when he felt his father's eyes staring at him in quiet contemplation,
their dark orbs blank of emotions and accusations as the teenager
felt himself go rigid, a blush tinting his cheeks slightly. All today
he had been avoiding looking at his father because...

Well, because he started to
feel a certain pull towards him that he shouldn't... His cock
disagreed with the fact that the man featuring in Gohan's fantasies
happened to star his father. But Gohan couldn't help the matter that
his father was in his wet dreams more than he could make himself not
Goku's son. It frustrated him to no end and today he had decided he
would do something about it....

Gohan wanted to tell Goku,
to have him help Gohan into to figuring out what the hell it meant
that he was... attracted to him, but he also felt the disgust and
shame within himself paralyze him from doing so. Gohan was so
confused, and he let out a frustrated growl as Goku seemed to come
out of his speculation and smile at his boy.

“Come on, Gohan,
let's catch some-wait, you don't look so good!” his father
exclaimed as he was suddenly by his side in a flash of his inhuman
speed before Gohan could protest.

“I-it's nothing!
Just-just a bit warm from-err, you know! Training so hard!” the
teenager stuttered, suddenly aware of the heat of his father so close
to him. Oh kami, this man was the person he wanked to! How could he
stand here and not do something...?

Gohan knew that his teenage
hormones came pretty early, but Vegeta had at least explained that-
“Saiyans mature faster than humans, being we're far more
superior...”. So, his body was maturing before it grew to its
full height and capacity, but oh why did it have to?!

Goku watched the emotions
flitting across his son's face with worry before gently grabbing the
boy's shoulders. “It's ok Gohan! We'll just camp out here
tonight! You need the rest and I need to get away from your mother!”
he laughed lightly as he felt the boy shift slightly under his grip,
and suddenly eyes were piercing Goku with an emotion that almost had
him back up a pace, but he wasn't prepared for the hand that clutched
the front of his gi uniform with a desperation that made him gasp.

“I-I can-can't do
th-this any-anymore!” Gohan sobbed, eyes closed as he pulled
his slightly stunned father down and locked his lips over Goku's.

A gasp was the only sound
between them for a moment before Goku's hands slid from their place
and pulled the boy closer into a hug as they disengaged from their
lip-lock.

There was a silence between
them as their eyes stared into each other, Gohan slightly confused by
the hands still wrapped around him, but decided his father would come
to his senses soon and start yelling at him like any normal man would
do when forced into a kiss with another man. But then, Goku smiled
widely, chuckling softly.

“If you wanted to
figure and find out some things about yourself, just ask next time,
Gohan! Don't worry me when you can just ask, son!” And Gohan
truly believed that his father had no brain. No, he thought as the
man gently eased them out of the strange embrace, Goku was trying to
convince himself that Gohan WASN'T doing the completely gay thing
because it was his FATHER... but because the teen wanted to “find
himself”.

Wrong.

Gohan narrowed his eyes,
his determination now set. He would make his father realize that the
teen was attracted to him: his only son wanted Goku to put his large
cock up Gohan's ass, even if the young Saiyan had to forcefully put
it in there! He blushed hotly at the thought before shaking it off.
They wouldn't get that far anyway... and Gohan was kind of scared of
his father's cock being too large for him or something....

Goku was humming to himself
as he set up their emergeny camping supplies, eyes closed as he
twirled around happily, laughing at himself. But he froze when Gohan
pressed into him suddenly, his dark eyes opening wide.

“Father....” it
was serious when the boy used 'father' instead of 'dad', Goku
realized as the teen's powel level suddenly spiked, “I want
you... to touch my body...” he said in a low, alluring voice, a
leg sliding in between his dad's legs and his hands harshly grasping
the taller man's shoulders.

Goku blinked then smiled
disarmingly and lifted the boy from the ground and placed him on his
stomach in front of him gently. “Are you sore, Gohan...? You
know you can ask for a massage at any time, right, son?” Goku
said with a slight pout as he heard his son's frustrated yell, hi ki
suddenly flaring before Gohan darted out from under his father's soft
hands. Kakarot pulled back, startled by the sudden movement before
frowning at his son.

“You-you still don't
understand!!!!” Gohan yelled, frustration running off of him in
waves in the form of his ki undulating yellow blasts before he seemed
to suck in all his power and crush it within himself. Sobs were all
that was heard for a moment as Goku gaped at Gohan, not understanding
what he did wrong.

“G-gohan, wh-what can
I do?” Goku asked in a slightly strangled voiced, his heart
aching at the pain that was clearly etched over his only, precious
son's face.

There was a shaking of dark
locks before wet eyes looked up briefly and their eyes connected.
Goku felt the urge to cradle his boy in his arms until all the hurt
was gone, but from his small understanding, the older Saiyan would
only be doing more harm than good.

“I-I need to be alone
for a moment... I'll go catch some dinner...” he said it
quietly before quickly leaving, but Goku nodded hurriedly, going back
to setting up their camp. If his son was as smart as he always was,
then Goku didn't need to worry about him too much. The boy could
figure most things-from emotional to physical- out easily through his
sound logic.

Goku grinned widely as he
remembered his small son's curious smile and tilted head, his eyes
always questioning. Then he frowned again-he was doing it a lot
today!- and tried to think of the reason why his son was even in the
emotional state he was. Obviously it had to do with him... but-

Goku scratched the back of
his head with a sheepish smile to himself. He couldn't think of
anything! He was better at instincts and morale, but emotions were
hard to figure out-he'd had just lived through whatever he felt and
didn't over-analyze any of it.

The Saiyan Kakarot looked
up at the setting sun and grumbled as his stomach told him he needed
food or there would be reprocussions. Well, maybe Gohan was done now,
and Goku and him could bring back the fish and cook them....

Meanwhile Gohan was
blasting large fish from the river about three miles upstream, their
blood trickling into the river as the teen tried to pull all his
thoughts together. What to do, what to do!

Gohan shook his head as he
slashed his fourth fish, stopping as the fish flopped on the ground,
gasping in breaths of air. He watched it struggle to live for a
moment before he quickly put it out of its misery.

Dark eyes looking to the
sunset above, he leaned back and flopped on the ground, letting out a
long breath as he turned over his emotions slowly this time. Yes, the
attraction was there, looming large, but it was tagged with other
emotions that Gohan didn't understand for a moment before he gasped.
Love of course was there, but it was deeper than he realized-maybe...

“No! I-it can't be
like that!” Gohan panicked slightly before slapping a hand over
his face. “Stop it, Gohan... Just keep looking...” After
love and attraction were things that made him blush: lust, want,
need.... They were all there, surrounding his father's name in his
head. Ok, so he lusted for, needed, loved, and was attracted to his
father. But what did he specifically want from his father?
Respect...? ….love...?

Lust and love battled over
him for the moment as he thought of his father “making love”
to him with gentle strokes and loving caresses, then his hormones
would catch up and would play a rougher scene were Gohan himself had
Goku's hands and legs bound as the teen bobbed his body up and down
the dick filling him.

Red stole over Gohan's
features as the images began to get a bit too detailed for his liking
as his penis reacted without much help. Groaning and knowing that it
would be futile now, Gohan reached in his uniform and pulled out his
cock, moaning loudly as he sat up and began to work it quickly. His
hands were warm from being in the sun all day, and Gohan closed his
eyes as he let his mind fantisize, which probably caused him to not
realize someone was coming....

Gohan pretended his father
was the one gripping his cock and stroking firmly, his silly smile on
his face as he determinedly tried to get his son off. His thumb
pressing into his slit and he imagined his father's whispered words
of endearment as he worked Gohan faster.

His jerking off wasn't
going to get him to cum, the young Saiyan decided as he opened his
eyes wide. He was nervous to do what he was thinking, but he knew
from very weird shows his mother liked to watch alone, that two men
having sex was pleasurable for both involved. Aching with the need to
release, Gohan threw his caution to the wind for the moment and
swiped both hands through the water in front of him.

Quickly pulling his pants
all the way down, Gohan laid himself back down, one wet hand going to
his throbbing penis as the other carefully probed his entrance.
Circling the loosening hole, Gohan groaned slightly at the intrusion
in his virgin ass before pressing forward, his hand stroking faster
as he added another finger in his hole. He could imagine Goku
pressing his own digits into him with gentle touches. Gohan smiled
ruefully before he found his prostate.

This was the scene Goku
almost skipped over, but he had been focussing enough on Gohan's
fluctuating power to stop in time to see his son wantonly press three
fingers in himself and jerk off near the river.

Mouth opened in a large
-O-, Goku blushed darkly as the noises coming from the teen seemed to
permeate his fogged mind. The boy was almost at the point of
screaming his release when his mouth closed and his body arched
gracefully off the ground as his cock stood to attention, white
spurting from its tip as Gohan's hand seemed to still be pounding the
digits into the his entrance. Then his mouth opened and a single word
fell out-

“Dad!”

A gulp was all Goku could
manage this time as Gohan seemed to pass out for a moment. Ok, how
could he take this...? Well, Gohan was a growing boy and sex seemed
to be apart of growing up, so the whole scene could be put off due to
hormones...but Gohan moaning out “dad” was another thing.
Then Goku perked up, walking over to his now seemingly unconscious
son and gently pulled up the boy's pants before ripping his shirt
cleanly off and dipping it in the water. Goku nodded to himself-
Gohan must have seen Goku standing there and moaned out of pleasure
his surprise! Yes, that sounded like it was a good reasoning.

Going back to his task at
hand, the Saiyan quickly pulled out the wet cloth and scooted over to
his son, beginning to clean up the mess that was all over the boy's
chest and hands. Once Gohan was completely clean, Goku strung the
four large cow-sized fishes together before lifting one on his
shoulder and then pulling his son securely in his arms. Then he was
off, flying back toward their camp.

Gohan blinked open his
eyes, instantly smelling the cooking fish his dad had over the fire.
Confused at where he was for a moment, he began to put two and two
together and blushed deeply. He had passed out from the pleasure! And
his father had found and-he looked down at his clean body,
frowning-cleaned him up before bringing him back with the fish.

Goku looked up at the
feeling of his boy's ki spiking to the height of an awake Saiyan. He
smiled widely as Gohan looked at the second cooking fish. “Your
fish is almost done, Gohan...” Goku said as the boy's stomach
rumbled loudly. The blush already tinging the young Saiyan's cheeks
brightened before he stood from his spot and came to the fire,
sitting next to his father as he handed him the cooked fish. The two
ate in silence, both thinking intently on what to say once the food
was gone.

Gohan felt his heart
beating rapidly under his hand as he pressed it on his chest with a
grimace. He was so close to what he desired, but it felt like it was
eons and lightspeeds away from him. But his will power was rearing
back in defiance as the boy tightened his hands into trembling fists.
Before he could open his mouth, however, his dad began to speak.

“We only have one
blanket, so if you don't mind sharing, we'll be sleeping together
tonight...” Goku grinned as his son nodded almost instantly.
“We'll just finish dinner and then do some stretches then go to
bed, kay, Gohan?” The boy nodded again, stuffing the rest of
his fish in his mouth and chewing it for a moment before swallowing.
As Goku had already finished, the two Saiyans got up and went back to
their little clearing and began to stretch out together, Gohan's eyes
going to his dad's chest (where did his shirt go, anyway?) every few
moments.

“Ok! I'm all nice and
stretched out... Let's go to bed!” Goku's voice interrrupted
his son's staring as he was suddenly being pulled along to their
small tent. Usually they stayed outside, but since it was a bit
colder nowadays, Goku and Gohan were going in the tent. A soft
blow-up mattress was filling the bottom of the tent as Goku bounced
on top of it as he laid down, beckoning his son in as he pulled the
blanket out to its full length. Gohan hesistantly sat down, before
being snuggly pulled against his father's hard, overly-muscled chest,
the blanket going over both of them.

“Night, son...”
Goku barely yawned out before he was snoring loudly, arms tightening
around Gohan's small waist. And Gohan was trying not to shift too
much, because, even though it wasn't even hard, he could feel his
father's cock pressed against his butt cheeks. Oh, it felt HUGE, and
thick, and it made his mouth water slightly, his own dick starting to
want attention.

Shifting unconsciously,
Goku pressed into Gohan, drool starting to form at his open-mouthed
sleeping. Gohan gasped as the shifting placed his father's cock in
between his now unclothed butt cheeks.

Thoughts raced through his
head as he began to be incredibly turned on by the way the cock now
pressed intimately into him. Gohan struggled with his hormones and
his disgust with himself before lust pushed in and he knew what he
had to do to get his father to acknowledge Gohan's need for him
sexually and ONLY for Goku.

“D-dad!” Gohan
yelled in a slightly scared tone, knowing that his father would only
awake at emergencies. And there it was, the tightening of his arms,
as if to make sure the boy was still in his arms before Goku mumbled,
“What's wrong Gohan?”. Gohan turned to face his dad, eyes
burning with lust.

“Dad, you have to
believe me... I LOVE you, I WANT you, and I NEED
you! And I mean that sexually too,” Of
course, the look he got was one Goku had perfected: the “Whaaaaa
did you say?!” look of total confusion.

“Gohan, you're just
confused! ChiChi told me all people go through a stage of some sor-
whaat are you-?!” But the full Saiyan struggled with his breath
as his son rubbed relentlessly against his cock. Then in one fluid
motion, Gohan had his dad underneath him, his pants gone and his
penis standing fully erect while precum slowly slid from its slit.

“Go-gohan!” Was
all Goku could say, not struggling because of the shock, but when his
son was suddenly bending down and ripping his pants from his hips
before taking his own slightly attentive cock in his hot mouth, the
full-blooded Saiyan jerked, causing the boy to choke slightly. Gohan
was determined though, gripping his dad's hips as the man tried to
pull away, Kakarot's breathing erratic.

As the pleasure began to
build and his dick started to harden into fullness, Goku clutched
onto the mattress below him, trying not to give in, but not thinking
of shoving or bodily removing his son from above him. “G-gohan...!”
he grunted just as the boy slid off his cock, salvia dripping from
his mouth as he tried to contain the juices trying to flow out.

His father tasted so good,
he wondered what the huge dick would feel like in him and Gohan
suddenly was pressing himself against the older male. “If you
don't participate, I'll go on you dry,” which caused Goku's
already slightly dilated eyes to go wider as he just gaped at his
son. Gohan stared back, reaching back and grasping the hardened cock
that hung just behind his ass.

Goku's hand came up
automatically and stopped the boy from penetrating himself and nodded
slightly. He was unbearably hard and wanted nothing but to let the
boy do just as he was going to, but he also didn't want Gohan to be
hurt by his girth or the rough fucking he knew his son would set them
at.

Reaching to the side and
groping for something to lubricate his son with, Goku found a bottle
of lotion and quickly despensed some in his hands as Gohan leaned
forward, his eyes fluttering as Goku hesistantly pressed one finger
to his son's entrance. With a moan as an encouragement, Goku pressed
forward, surprised as Gohan eagerly met his thrust.

If he were honest to
himself-and usually the older Saiyan was ALWAYS honest-, Goku really
had always wanted his son like this, but he assumed that it was
natural to feel this way until he finally saw the way other fathers
and sons interacted. Their laughter was light and innocent, with an
unnoticed lingering of love and faith, but Goku had never felt
anything light when it came to Gohan.

His love had been tainted,
but the full-blooded Saiyan had hid it and pretended to be the goofy
father everyone thought he would be. And though their relationship
was light, just like it should have been, Goku still felt his love
strength each day Gohan smiled at him. He knew it was wrong, but had
only hoped that he never had the chance he now had.

“Daaaaaaaaaad!”
Gohan moaned as three fingers stretched him wide, Goku now
enthustically plunging his hand in and out of his son.

“I-I've got t-to say,
G-gohan...” Goku was stuttering so much from trying to keep the
pleasure at bay to talk, “That I've w-wanted-oooh kami- this
for t-the longest time!” At that, he let his fingers fall from
Gohan's hole and started to lube up his throbbing dick. Gohan
suddenly pulled himself up his father's chest and kissed his lips,
tongue dipping between pink lips as they writhed against each other.

“Please, dad, fuck
me!” the harshness of the words made Goku all the more eager to
follow through with the order, his hand going to his prick as Gohan
straightened and angled himself over the huge cock below him. Goku's
free hand went to steady the teen's hips as he started to lower
himself onto the thick rod, a loud squelching noise emitting as Gohan
was breached.

“Ahhhhh,
daaaaaaaaaad!” the demi-Saiyan whined slightly. Breathing in
deeply as his cock was engulfed, Goku tried not to buck up into the
warmth as Gohan slowly penetrated himself, his gasps ending in growls
as he relentlessly went down on his father's manhood. Finally he was
fully seated on Goku, his hands spread across his father's stomach to
balance himself.

“Oooh, Daddy!”
Gohan gasped as he lifted himself off of him and began to set a
brutal pace for himself. The pain was ebbing, though it was still
there, and pleasure was overtaking his senses as the teen plunged
himself up and down. Goku was moaning below him, his hips jerking up
as his cock met Gohan's prostate each time.

“Daddy, I-I need
mooooore!” Gohan screamed, gripping his father's hips as he
pulled them to the side and switching their positions. “Fuck
me, fuck me, fuuuuuck meeeeeeeeee!”

“Oh kami...”
was all Goku could whisper before he began to thrust earnestly into
the still tight heat. Suddenly, Gohan's scream went up a pitch as his
ki flared around him in a yellow aura. Goku instantly let his ki
match Gohan's before picking up the pace, inhuman speed now carrying
his cock through Gohan's passage.

It wasn't long before both
their energies exploded as they came, the tent shredding into pieces
above them and the surrounding forest burning to a crisp. The bed
below them slowly let out its air as they panted heavily, Goku still
fully seated in Gohan.

“D-daddy...”
the boy breathed out, hugging his father close as Gohan shifted
slightly to get comfortable.

“Oh kami, Gohan...”
Goku groaned as he laid over his son, arms wrapping around him in
response to the ones around him. “How could we-” but he
was stopped with lips on his.

“Dad...
Don't....don't hurt me anymore...” the words were simple but
they felt like a knife to the heart as Goku stared down at his son.
“Dad, you-you're pushing aside my feelings like they don't mean
anything!!” An angry undertone was all Goku got before his son
punched him harshly in the face, not moving the older male above him,
but silent tears flowed down his face, contrasting with his angry
tone.

“I-I know we
can't-can't keep doing this! I know THAT! B-but it doesn't mean that
I- that I want to for-forget my love for you!” Goku reeled
back in shock as Gohan yelled at him, their eyes locked before the
full-blooded Saiyan smiled sadly.

“I'm sorry that I've
been ignoring your feelings, son...but-” he stopped himself as
his son began to thrash below him, his cock slipping out of Gohan,
who gave a startled yelp.

“Gohan, please,
listen to me!” Goku forcefully pressed his son beneath him,
their naked bodies pressed together again. As Gohan was beginning to
look at him, he arched suddenly, a wordless scream coming from him.

“Gohan?!” Goku
yelled as his son fell back, eyes wide as he stared down at his
stomach. “Wh-what is it?”

“N-nothing...”
Gohan stuttered out in bewilderment, his hand going to his stomach.
His father couldn't feel it because Gohan's ki was masking it, but a
new life force had begun in him.

Gohan was pregnant... and
with Goku's child!

“No, there's
something wrong, why are you hiding it?” Then anger was back
between them, and though this wasn't the way Gohan had wanted this to
come out, but now that he had something to hide from his father, it
would be for the better.

“Shut up, Dad! You
don't care for me! I'm just a-a-a tool for you to use! But I will
always love you....” tears were now dripping onto the ground
below Gohan before he darted out from under his dad, floating in the
air slightly. “We can't do this right now, da-...” he
paused in finishing the term before staring directly at his father,
“...Goku,”.

“Son, don't do
this... we have to be united when we face Cell and if this rift
between us isn't resolved, it will cause our demise...” Goku
was looking at him imploringly, his eyes wide as he sat, naked, in
front of Gohan. “And I care for you more than you know! I want
to love you like you ask...” at that, the young Saiyan felt his
resolve break, his fist clenching.

“-but it's wrong and
selfish of me to ask that of you, especially at your age... After the
Cell Games, we'll talk more about it, but you have a future... Don't
ruin it by wanting me...” Gohan just shook his head, landing
lightly on his feet.

“For now, I will love
you like I always have-as a father and a secret lover...But I will
agree to your terms until you can answer me properly....But... I'm so
tired...” was the small voice as Gohan walked to his father and
snuggled into his lap. “Just for tonight, touch my body like
you could love me fully?”

And Goku nodded, because he
would do anything to keep his boy close to him. As they got
comfortable underneath their one thick blanket, Gohan rubbed his
stomach slightly as the life in him flared its tiny ki.

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