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Ambiguity	By : Robyn Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 5206 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don’t own DB/Z/GT or any of the characters found in this fic. They are the property of TOEI ANIMATION in Japan and FUNimation in the U.S.A. I am making no profit from this.

Chapter List
- 1-Ambiguity
- 1
Disclaimer: I don’t own DB/Z/GT or any of the characters found in this fic. They are the property of TOEI ANIMATION in Japan and FUNimation in the U.S.A. I am making no profit from this.

Warnings – yaoi (M/M), incest, language, lemon, oral sex, places of ill-repute, mention of toys, role-play and role-play non-con, ‘Daddy’ kink, what some may consider OOC

Pairing – Goku/Gohan

Ambiguity

It’d been a while since Goku had sex and he was feeling pretty randy by now. He had a remedy for that – a little out of the way place that would take care of desires Chichi wouldn’t, anymore. She’d sent him a message after what she called his ‘little training stunt’ to notify him that, due to complications with the laws in her father’s kingdom, she couldn’t seek a divorce or their sons would no longer be eligible to inherit – but she certainly wouldn’t be performing wifely duties any more.
So now, he’d pop in for a visit to this little destination known as The Place, once or twice a year to take care of these longings when they came up. The establishment was clean, made sure the clientele were STD free (with state of the art bio-scanners manufactured by Capsule Corporation), over 18 years of age, criminal records checked out flawless and that everyone stayed anonymous – for a price, of course. In addition to the company’s methods, Goku dressed in normal street attire and kept his ki low to make sure he remained unrecognized when he dropped by.
There were many names the place could be called by, but it basically boiled down to what most called a glory hole. Some people liked to suck dick; enthusiastically, often and sometimes multiple participants in one night. Other people liked their cock sucked. As long as the latter didn’t really care by whom (other than being STD free), but didn’t want their identity shared, this was the place to be.
After a short check-in period, to ensure all his information was still current, a key with a number was given to him, a couple of communication tags – bits of color coded, laminated paper – and a dry erase marker, so he could write preferences or other notes and pass them to the other person. Room number 3. The key didn’t make a sound upon entry and he closed the door quietly so he wouldn’t disturb any other patrons; the inside of the entry door was knobless. He decided it wasn’t too bad a room, if a decorated a little gaudy; black and royal purple with glittered highlights tinted ruby from the red light that lit the room dimly. The opposite side of the room there was another door with an exit sign lit up above it; thankfully with knob intact. There was satellite radio, in case a partaker felt the need for music; Goku wasn’t feeling it tonight. Instead, he sat quickly on a plushy-cushioned purple leather ottoman and wrote ‘no teeth’ on the red tag. So far, that was the only thing Goku had ever come across that he didn’t like when receiving fellatio. Incidental teeth, OK, but actually biting, nipping, scrapping? No way.
He slipped the tag into the bank teller-like pass-through in the wall which stood between the entrance and exit doors and waited. A short wait later he received a response via the same method; ‘Understood. FYI; No condom required.’
Although he didn’t mind using this facility, Goku still had moments of feeling self-conscious; such as now, in deciding whether or not he should take his jeans off. Not that he had issues with being naked, but sometimes the feel of the wall against his skin was distracting. Moments later he was stripping them off, along with the rest of his clothing; he really did prefer being naked.
There was a slight click from the wall and the room’s namesake appeared. Goku stroked himself a couple of times to get himself warmed up and then threaded his semi-hard cock through the hole. Goku refused to hold the handles on the wall, choosing instead to place his hands behind his back. He’d break the handles from the sheet rock in a matter of moments once things got going good. Wet heat engulfed the head of his cock and he groaned in pleasure, and then felt the other contributor hum around him in response. A moment later the suction disappeared and kisses were pressed up and down his dick, like the person on the other side was treasuring it as a delightful object. It felt nice, but he really did like the suction better. Then the suction was back, sinking further down his length than before, but still, not all the way. Goku liked this person’s method, not too teasing, but willing to drag it out, just a bit. More kisses, more suction, a few long tongue drags. Oh he found that delightful – the tip of the person’s tongue held ridged as it teased up and down his length, along the sides and underneath. He grunted as he was taken in with more aggressive suction than before, doing his damnedest not to slam his hips into the wall. Then the mouth was removed, and replaced by the accomplice’s hand for a few strokes. And then, nothing. Goku growled low in warning as he panted heavily, forehead leaning into the wall. Next time he’d write ‘no teasing’ on the card, because he didn’t think he’d be welcomed back if he stuck his hand through the sheet rock and grabbed the person’s head in order to force them to continue. A moment later he felt something cool and light hung around the tip of his dick, and he pulled back slowly. There was a note hung there, and he took it off to read what it said.
‘I’d like to take this to another level, if you’re willing’
Goku thought this was a fine and dandy time to bring up the subject – the thought was heavily laden with sarcasm, of course. He rubbed out the message with his thumb while searching for the dry erase pen and then replaced it with his own hastily scribbled, ‘depends on your gender’. He hung it back on his raging hard dick and poked it through the hole, where he felt it lifted away gently.
A couple of teasing kisses – or maybe they were apologetic – were placed along his aching member and then he felt the note rehung. The response was ‘Male’.
Goku sighed, and then scribbled, ‘Okay – where?’ because one of the few rules of this facility was that there was no actual sexual intercourse – something to do with laws and loop holes.
His wait for a response was a bit longer this time, but then he received an address, which wasn’t too far away, if his memory served correctly, and ‘P.S. my safe word is bananas. Give me a 10 minute head start’ appended to the back of it. A moment later a business card slipped through the hole to fall to the floor. When Goku picked it up, he turned it over and saw instructions on the back to ‘give this to the clerk when you get there’.
Goku was going to ask if that meant they weren’t going to finish what they’d started when the glory hole closed, and he knew he had his answer.
He knew exactly how to give the other a ten minute head start. He gripped his cock and slid his hand down and then back up with pleasurable pressure. He grabbed one of the condom packets he hadn’t had to use before, and broke open the seal, in order to take out the rubber and roll it over and down his cock for the lubricated side. Up and down and twisting slightly at the head; faster, faster, until he finally came with a short, unsatisfied grunt. He took a moment to catch his breath, and then he slipped the little adaptable sack off his cock and dropped it into a trash can, then used some wipes to clean up his dick, and then hand sanitizer before he started getting dressed.
He exited the building into the open night air that smelled of city scents; smog, trash and stagnant water. So different than the tropical village he was currently living in, and certainly much different than his mountain home. The walk to the address indicated didn’t take very long, and he was standing in front of a motel. The whole thing about this new situation, though, is now it could become no longer anonymous. That was a problem that could be easy enough to take care of, if things turned out really, really badly – Goku hoped they wouldn’t, because he didn’t like the thought he’d even had the idea.
He walked into the check-in office and turned over the business card and he was handed a key card without comment from the clerk. The clerk’s lack of reaction made it obvious this wasn’t the first time the clerk had been asked to do something similar; Goku wondered if it was the same guy he was going to be with every time, or if other people used this…method.
He reached the door that matched the number of the number on the key card and turned the handle when the light turned green. The room was dark.
“Leave the light off, please,” he was instructed from the far side of the room. Someone stood in the corner, just where the light from the hallway didn’t reach when the door was opened.
It was hard to get an impression from the voice; somehow Goku had thought he would be able to guess the man’s age from it, but he couldn’t tell if the man was older or younger than he – maybe that meant they were close to the same age. “Okay” he replied, letting the door close behind him as he stayed where he was.
He heard movement from the other occupied area of the room. “Do you…” now Goku could detect some hesitation in the voice. “Do you mind if I address you as Dad or Daddy?”
The cloak and dagger made a whole lot more sense now – and unrequited fetish that probably bordered a little too close to real life; Goku thought he could at least play along – after all, he had one of those, also. “You may. Is there something you would like me to address you as?” Goku asked in return.
“You don’t have to use it constantly, but ‘fuck toy’ once in a while would be okay,” his mystery lover stated. Goku’s heart rate sped up a bit – the man’s response brought a whole new dimension to this role play.
Nothing was said for a couple of awkward moments – moments in which Goku heard the snap of sheets being pulled from a bed and the clear squeak of bedsprings from an older mattress. He made his own slight rustling when he started removing his clothing for the second time that night. Moments later he was naked. “Come to the bed,” his unknown-lover stated. Goku did so, sliding onto the mattress. “Who’s there?” his partner obviously started playing a role.
“It’s Dad,” he responded, hoping he was playing his role correctly, sliding his hand against the body next to his, encountering smooth, slightly cool, skin – almost as though the guy had been naked since the moment he’d stepped into the room. The body under his hand shivered at his touch.
“What – what do you want?” The question was masterfully asked with a hint of what seemed like genuine confusion.
Goku slid closer, reminding himself that if this person didn’t like what was happening, they had a safe word in place already. He pulled the man bodily closer to him. “Oh, I think you know what I want,” he said, leaning forward and kissing the man’s neck gently.
“Dad – what are you…” the other jerked back a bit, as though shocked.
Goku pulled him back, meshing their lips together. There was a brief struggle, and Goku let the man pull away, in case he needed to use his safe word. “Don’t stop,” was whispered, somewhat out of character, instead.
Goku brought the man back to him, rolling himself over the top of him, holding his wrists to the mattress and kissing him harder. “Like this?” he asked, grinding his aroused cock against the man’s hip.
“Oh, God,” was hissed in response, and Goku detected some longing desperation.
Goku rubbed his rigid dick all over the hip and abdomen below his and then spent some torturous time just rubbing their dicks together. When he finally had enough of torturing himself he decided it was time to play the portion of this he wouldn’t be able to fulfill in real life, “You know, teasing me like that, all day, wasn’t very nice.”
“T-teasing you?” The question sounded accusatory; like the guy felt as though he was the one who’d been being teased; Goku wasn’t above a little pay back for earlier.
Still slowly humping the man’s hip, Goku spoke. “Working out and doing your chores without your shirt on? Wandering around the house in your underwear with your cock semi-hard when no one else was home, but me?” Goku dredged up a couple of times he’d caught himself watching his oldest son before he’d left home.
“I-I didn’t know…” Goku stopped the guy’s words with more kissing.
“And if you had?” Goku kissed down the man’s neck, letting go of his wrists, as he moved his mouth to one of the man’s nipples and licked at it. “Would you have put your shirt back on, so I wouldn’t think about doing that to you?”
The male beneath him bucked, and Goku felt the other’s erection bump against his stomach. “N-no” the man admitted.
Goku hummed around the nipple beneath is mouth, causing his paramour to thrash, and he caught his wrists in order to hold him down again. He switched nipples just to get a similar, arousing response, uncertain of his own obscure, possessive emotions he felt surfacing. “Were you doing it intentionally?” he drew his mouth away to ask darkly.
Below him the other’s breath hitched just before he whined, “Yes”
Just the way he said it sounded like it took a lot of courage to admit and Goku realized he’d hit on something more real life than he’d intended. Goku pulled one of his hands up to cup the back of the other’s head and then drew their lips together to kiss him slow and sinuously; a weird way to reward the man’s bravery in admitting something that obviously had troubled him for a long time. In return his was rewarded with the feel of the man relaxing into the moment. They kissed that way for quite a while, delving into something other than the role play and learning all the sensitive areas of each other’s mouths, lips and tongues.
Eventually, the guy beneath Goku went back into character, starting to struggle weakly against him, “Stop”
“I don’t think so. I don’t think you want me to,” Goku responded, “And I certainly don’t want to.” He wedged his legs between the other’s and spread his legs apart, using just a tad bit of his unusual strength to show off. He brought his conquest’s hands together and held them to one side, as he slipped two of his fingers from his opposite hand to the man’s mouth. “Suck on them. Make sure they get all sloppy;” he instructed. “Daddy wants to put them to good use.” The guy teased his fingers like he had his cock earlier, and Goku growled in notice. A moment later he withdrew them, and slid them down between their bodies, where he slipped them down to tease his captive’s entrance, and received a shock of his own. “Already prepped?”
“I was masturbating with a dildo before you arrived at The Place, and I continued when I was sucking on your cock,” the mam beneath him enlightened Goku.
“Naughty,” Goku chuckled appreciatively. “Did you cum before you stopped to pass me that note?” he asked.
“No,” the other admitted and Goku heard a hint of desperation in the other’s voice.
Goku tsked, “That’s a shame,” he shoved his fingers in deeper, not sounding very sad about it, at all. He certainly wasn’t sad about it when his otherwise restricted lover started slamming himself down on the digits he offered. “Oh, dirty boy. Likes Daddy’s fingers?” he asked.
“Ye-ee-ss” the guy’s bouncing elongated the normally one syllable response. It was rough and fast, and Goku wondered if it were adrenalin or enthusiasm that lent energy to the man’s strength. “Fu-uu-ck! Daddy, stop! Don’t let me cum! Please!”
Although he was surprised by the request, Goku moved his fingers out of range. He gave the guy some time to catch his breath, and then he received his answer. “I want your cock buried deep in my ass when I cum.”
And Goku was more than ready to give him that, he started to fit himself between the guy’s legs, “From, behind, please,” his role-play companion requested almost bashfully.
Goku shifted to the side, and then used his strength to roll the man to his stomach forcefully. “Daddy’s going to fuck you now,” he growled.
The guy made as if to crawl away from him, and Goku forced him back, spreading his legs wide with his knees. He quickly pinned the man’s hands together in the small of the guys back with a one handed grip around his wrists, and then he teased his raging hard cock up the man’s taint, across his asshole, up the crack of his ass, back down, and then shoved the head of his cock inside that well lubed, waiting hole. The guy whined like he was losing his virginity. “Oh, must have been a small dildo,” Goku hissed, pulling back and then sinking himself back in, “You’re so tight.” He shifted his grip on the guy’s arms, pulling each out to the side of the guy’s body and holding them down by the wrists. “You’re going to be Daddy’s little fuck toy, now.”
“Oh!” the guy beneath him gasped, and then play-thrashed beneath him. Or, at least, Goku hoped it was play-thrashing as he continued to fuck the guy. The sounds the guy was making weren’t words, and certainly didn’t contain any ‘bananas’.
“Yeah, like that?” Goku asked, panting as he thrust in and out of the guy’s ass.
“Yes, Daddy!” the guy beneath him admitted. “Fuck me,” he pleaded, as though Goku hadn’t already been doing exactly that for some time already.
Goku sped up, grunting with the strain of not pulverizing the guy into the mattress with all his strength.
“Oh – oh, Daddy! I’m – I’m cuming!” the guy beneath him shouted just before his body locked up and then gave a rippling-spasm beneath Goku as he climaxed.
Goku shouted at the sensation, although he kept rhythm, sensing his own climax stealing over him, the building of it starting at the crown of his head, to swirl around his neck and then dash down the center of his body until he shouted as he came. “Oh, Gohan!” he panted quietly immediately after loosing his load. He didn’t mean to, but it slipped out before he could stop the longing cry. He hoped it was discreet enough the surrogate under him hadn’t understood it.
The way the guy tensed up told him that he had. “Uh….”
“Sorry, I meant to be more discreet…” Goku apologized as he rolled from directly behind the guy, groaning as his cock slipped free.
“Did…Did you just say ‘Gohan’?” the guy asked very quietly as Goku settled to the side of him.
Goku swallowed as he ran a hand gently down the guy’s sweaty side, “Dang it, yeah, sorry….” He wished he hadn’t fucked up so badly.
The guy moved before Goku could finish his apology or even think to stop him, and suddenly a bedside lamp was switched on. Goku covered his eyes with one hand and whined, “Hey!”
“Dad!” The guy sounded shocked.
“What?” Goku shouted back, slightly confused that the guy was still role-playing, before he pulled his hand down, squinting into the direction of the light silhouetting the guy’s head.
“No, I mean…Goku! Father!”
Goku’s eyes finally adjusted. “Oh, My God – Gohan?” each syllable grew increasing louder as the incredulity of the situation grew fainter.
“Yeah….”
“Well….” Goku was surprised by his son’s lips attacking his with no hint of insecurity. He smiled, and rolled onto his back.
“I guess it’s too late for ‘bananas’,” Gohan smirked as he crawled over his father.
“Way too late,” Goku agreed.

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