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Just call me Ouji-Sama, Sex-Ed Instructor	By : Vegetaswriter Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2830 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 2
            Lights? Dimmed. Check.
            Music? Sensual jazz. Check.
            Condoms….. Double check.
            Lube? Hell yeah.
            Goten sauntered through the room with an air of confidence, achieved from the experiences gained within the year; Boys and gals of all creeds expanded his knowledge in the pleasures of the flesh, and oh how he enjoyed it. However, they were only mere morsels, appetizers if you will, a miniscule hors d’oeuvre, now it was time for the main course.
            Goten leans against the window frame, watching the skyline with enrapt inattentiveness, his mind elsewhere while his eye fixated. He daydreams, memories of a time not too long ago, where skin meets creating erotic whispers, touches heated and hungry, of eyes dark and unrestricted. He licks his parch lips, his throat tightens.
            A shift in the air was all it took for Goten to know he was no longer alone. The breeze cause a draft, the musky scent of a powerful potent male makes Goten’s confidence waver momentarily. Goten turns his head, his eyes roaming over the flesh he knew so well, tight fit muscles, powerful thighs, trim waist embracing the gifted nether regions of the impressive male. Goten smirked, turning himself to face the other, bringing one hand forward to cup that handsome face, his thumb brushed the high cheekbones, watch intently as dark lashes lowered, those lips move in to lightly kiss his palm.
            It was unrealistic, unfeasible to believe such tenderness between them, the full blooded savage Saiyan and half-breed sharing a moment of warmth. The lips pressed to his palm loosen; a wicked grin blossomed, showing a hint of the sharp canine hidden behind those sinful lips. The Prince swiftly licked his lips, and cast a look around the room, his brow raising once he notice the objects by the bed, “Expecting someone else boy?”
            Goten gave no response to Vegeta’s question, nor had he retort to the word boy. He gave no inclinations that he heard the Prince speak. He just smiled at the prince, moving in closer, pressing their bodies together, running a hand through the windswept hair, fisting the back, feeling the strain of the roots. Goten moved in more, melding himself against Vegeta, his mouth demanding and starved; engulfing Vegeta, and the Prince welcomed it, took pleasure in the dominating force Goten displayed, his thighs parted, one easily wrapping around the large hip, losing himself in Goten’s hunger, feeling the hot burning flames of the youth singe his body.
The youth’s lips suckled and licked every corner of Vegeta’s mouth, his hands roaming the hard plains, sliding down the slope of Vegeta’s arched spine, to cup and grope the Prince’s firm ass, pinching and pulling, making the Prince grind his crotch against Goten’s thigh with each pull on his backside. Vegeta groaned deep in his throat, breaking the intense lip lock with a sharp intake of air, tilting his head back a light pant for air ended with a elongated groan; lips attacked his neck in earnest, suckling and nipping. Vegeta fisted two hands of hair on the youth’s head, pushing his clothed harden cock against the clothed thigh, pushing and rubbing.
            One more step forward, Goten released the dazed and battered Prince with a push, sending the Prince sprawling on white sheets, Vegeta smiled lazily up at the youth, his eyes heavy and lustful. “Hmmm, you missed me boy?”
            A throaty chuckle was his only reply, Goten all but ripped the clothes from his back, his attention on the Prince never wavering, he could see Vegeta’s surprise at his behavior and if the Prince looked carefully enough he would see he wasn’t the only one surprised here. Vegeta not one for being showed up, grinned as he kicked off his boots and nearly tore his shirt off. He flipped on his stomach giving Goten a very nice view of his firm ass, sliding his hands over the contours; he wondered how long it will take before the young man couldn’t stand there and watch his little peep show.
            Vegeta moved his hips, rolling them into the mattress, pushing his erection against the sheets, his thumbs hooked into the hem of his spandex pants, ever so slowly the Prince pulled the hem down, and millimeter by millimeter he exposed his backside to the younger male. Pushing his butt out, lifting himself on his knees, he gave the youth a sight to behold, only stopping when his butt was fully exposed. His hands returned to their groping, pulling his cheeks apart, allowing his index finger to trail up and down, only pausing to gently push against his hole, making himself shiver.
            Goten licked his dried lips, sweat beaded his brow; god what a beautiful fucking hot sight. He moved his hand down to squeeze his aching throbbing cock, relieving some of the built up pressure. Didn’t Vegeta know how unbelievably sexy he could be? Goten moved in on his erotic prey, taking a hold of the Prince’s pants and removed them completely in one swoop, pausing to groan at the cloth that remained; a black sexy styled jock strap. He nearly growled, lowering his head to bite at the exposed cheeks, slipping his fingers under the delicate straps outlining the Prince’s pretty ass, pulling away briefly only to slap those pretty cheeks. Kami above, he missed this man, this Saiyan, this man whom haunted his wet dreams nightly after their only time they had together; he wanted more of him, no, needed more of the Prince’s tight body, needed to feel those muscles working under him, and nothing was going to stop him from enjoying every second of this.
            “Put your hands above your head, Vegeta, and don’t fucking move.” Goten empathized this by lifting the Prince’s hips and gave a sharp bite on his perineum.
            Vegeta tossed his head, hissing through his teeth at the unexpected pain, glaring at the young man smiling wickedly behind him. And yet he listened to the instructions. His breath quickened as Goten’s hands traveled up and down his back, feeling up his flanks and skimming down to his thighs. Together they migrated to Vegeta’s center, with his index and thumb Goten held Vegeta open, revealing Vegeta’s twitchy hole. Goten leaned in, dripping spit on it, making the Prince cringe and growl. “Disgusting boy, use the lube.”
            Goten growled back in return, “Hush.” and nipped at the flesh before him. Goten took an object unseen by the Prince, and placed it at the little tight pink asshole; with a smirk he pushed it in, and watched intently as the hole expanded around the rubber like object, one after another he pushed them in, feeling the Prince shake and gasp under his hands, Goten whispered to the Prince with an excited tone, “That’s it baby, you feel that? There are six on em’ in you.”
            “Don’t you fucking call me baby!” Vegeta gritted through clenched teeth. “I’m the Prince…” Vegeta’s words trailed into a kneading deep moan when said objects were twisted and tugged.
            Goten moved up closer on the bed, his teeth wearing his bottom lip, he couldn’t stop watching the Prince squirm on the crisp white sheets, his skin shinning with a sheen of sweat, his muscles strained from trying not to move his arms, his hips rocking and moving making the beads inside shift, hauling out breathy moans from the powerful, downright fucking erotic Prince.
            Goten all but fisted his cock, stroking it slowly. Vegeta turned his head, eyes locking on a lovely set of cock and balls, thick and heavy, the scent potent and heady. He growled low in his chest, shifting his body on its side, so he could taste that glistening cock. With a hunger unable to describe the Prince attacked Goten’s cock in intensity, his own throbbing against the soft wet material of his jock. Goten fisted Vegeta’s hair, making the Prince take his whole dick, the Prince’s nose rubbing hard against his pelvic bone, Kami, this is what Goten needed, this raw passion, this sickening lust dragging him down into depravity; he knows this, knows what it is like for one to need the Prince. He seen his father, knew what was going to take him over if he did this again, he knew the Prince was a drug. Goten looked down watching his cock slip out of those sinful lips, only to be sucked in them once again, the Prince’s eyes locked onto his own, and he knew he was forever damned to this need.
            He pulled the string, the Prince’s hips moving with it; Goten chuckled, using his flexibility, he wrapped his leg around Vegeta’s waist, and pressed his foot on Vegeta’s hip, keeping him pinned to the mattress as he tugged the string again.
            Vegeta shouted feeling the first the ball pop out of him, his body shivered as he felt the pressure of the next ball push against his hole, Vegeta squirmed on his side, his hands bracing himself on Goten’s hips, he raised one leg in the air, hoping to ease the exit. It done nothing of the sort, the next ball came out with an agonizing slow exit. Goten moved, sliding against Vegeta’s front positioning them just right for a sideways sixty-nine. He pushed Vegeta’s further apart, feeling the Prince moved making himself comfortable, his mouth sucking Goten’s balls. Goten shivered, his eyes on the prize, taking a hold of the string once again, he watched up close and personal as the ball slipped itself free from the tight hole. His mouth watered, couldn’t wait to shove his throbbing cock up there. With a flick of a wrist the last ball fell with a choking moan from the Prince, Goten spread the Prince wider, moving in on the little abused hole, his finger tracing the small wrinkles, and lightly pushing against it, making the Prince’s hips jerk. Goten spat on the wrinkled orifice, making the Prince shudder in disgust once again, and dive right on in.
            Vegeta’s back straightened, and arched, his hand reached out for the youth’s head, moaning his approval, immediately forgetting about his repulsion. He fisted the sheets, mouthing against them, moaning into it, his hips couldn’t stop their movements; the young man was driving him crazy, it wasn’t very often he was serviced in this manner, but when he was, gods, he felt soo good. He bitten down on the sheets almost mewling at the sensations, the feel of that tongue pushing into him, wriggling inside, and fingers joined the party and the Prince was nearly gone. He reached down needed to touch his cock, needed to get off.
            Goten felt the Prince’s hand move down towards his crotch and Goten pulled away from his tasty treat, sitting up, and smacked the Prince’s hand. “No, don’t touch yourself!”
            Vegeta gritted his teeth, “Fuck. I need to… cum, so badly.”
            Goten smiled gently pushing back the damp strand of hair from Vegeta’s forehead, he laid a gentle sweet kiss on the shaky Prince’s lips. “Come on, Vegeta-Sama, I thought you were stronger than that.”
            It was only a simple statement, but one that hit home for the Prince. Vegeta locked determined eyes on the youth; a challenge, see if you can handle this type of orgasm. Goten smirked and leaned back down and returned with between the prince’s legs. Goten resumed his task doubling his effort, his fingers worked with great precision and speed, stroking the Prince’s prostate, his tongue slipping around the hole, down the perineum, up back to the hole, twisting and twirling, while the Prince was practically breakdancing on the bed. Each huff and puff out of the Prince made Goten work all the harder, he felt the Prince wrap his thighs around his head and rode his face; Goten fingers pressing harder on Vegeta’s prostate with every push in.
            Vegeta had no control over what he was doing, his body no longer belonging to him, but to the hot blooded passion taking over him. A fire raced up and down his spine, his eyes unfocused and confused as to what he was seeing, his chest pounded and his waist hooked and humped. His hands stroked his chest and abs, his back and ass, fingers brushing against Goten’s busy hands, it was too much, this was too much for him, he felt as if he was leaving his body. He nearly screamed, begging for release, needing to fucking cum.
            Goten moved his head away, shoving one extra finger inside the heated ass, felt it squeeze him. His fingers swirled, circular motions sticking that swollen prostate. He sped up his movements beyond a normal human, saw the Prince’s sight fade, seen his body jerk and contort to the pleasure, he could see it, just one last thing to make the Prince lose it, something he never thought of before the first time they were together. Goten slipped his free hand under the Prince, holding him by the small of his back and made him arch, his fingertips span over the skin, until he felt that little scar patch and saw the Prince’s body snapped into attention. He pushed against the scar as his fingers pushed against Vegeta’s prostate, the noise the Prince made was inhuman, he done it again, hearing a animalistic snarl come from the Prince. Goten chuckled, and presumed in unwavering determination.
            Vegeta cried against the attack, his body shaking hard, his abdomen clenching and his blood pounded in his ears, his body arching in and away from the utmost bliss he ever experienced, it bordered on painful, it was sinful, it was fucking perfect. He felt teeth at his chest scraping and nipping a sensitized nipple, it was all he needed; he was done. Vegeta’s world came apart at the seams, tearing away and tossed into warmth and bliss. His cock throbbed painfully three times, pushing against the jock, creaming himself, soaking the damp material, and what felt like forever, he breathed.
            Vegeta opened his eyes, feeling dopey, with a smirk he looked up to Goten, who already situated himself between the Prince’s thighs. Vegeta chuckled, “Well didn’t take you long to get to it.”
            Goten snickered, “What can I say.” He pushed his rock hard cock against Vegeta’s hole “I really want to fuck you.” Goten pressed his lips against Vegeta’s ear, grinding himself downward, his hands grasping Vegeta’s hips. He breathed in Vegeta’s ear whispering, “Professor. Vegeta-Sama.”
            Vegeta shuddered, his arms wrapping tightly around Goten’s shoulders, his tights gripping Goten’s sides, Vegeta’s lips found Goten’s ear, nibbling on it he replied, “Then fuck me boy.”
            Goten took his lubed lathered cock in hand, aiming and striking. With one long hard push he sheathed his cock fully inside the spasming asshole, feeling it tighten and sucking more of him in, he growled, nuzzling Vegeta’s neck he push in more, his pelvis grinding into Vegeta’s ass, trying to get in deeper. He held himself still, not for the Prince to adjust, he needed to pause and just feel. Vegeta’s hands scampered up and down Goten’s back, crawling and snarling at the cock imbedded deep inside him, pulsating and stretching him more. Vegeta squirmed, his hand moving up to take a hold of Goten’s hair, pulling his head from his neck and growled at the youth, “If you’re going to fuck me, then fuck me!”
            Goten snapped his teeth, and complied, out of anger of course, pulling all the way out to slam right back in, just to spite the Prince; he wanted to be fucked, he will be.
Vegeta gasped with each slam in unable to fully catch his breath, Goten was punishing his impatience, though the Prince didn’t complain. He hadn’t been fucked like this since he was just on the cusp of manhood and Raditz decided to show him the ropes. This is the kind of fucking he wanted, and the boy had a big enough cock to make it hurt, to make his eyes water with each stab of that thick dick. Vegeta clawed at Goten’s back with blunt nails, pulling the young man closer, deeper, widening his thighs, giving more room for Goten to pound away.
Goten’s arm shook, he shut his eyes, he wasn’t ready to cum yet, it was too soon. He felt the Prince snag his hair tilting his head, felt the heated breath of the Prince on his face. “Don’t…. fight it… ah… don’t hide from me.” Goten open his eyes, the intensity between them was solid, their breaths mingled, his hips accelerated.
Vegeta arched painfully into Goten, his hands slipping away to drop over his head, his thighs stopped moving, his ankles hooked around one another loosely over Goten’s backside. Vegeta became jelly, mush for Goten to do with as he choose, he watched the boy with lazy sultry eyes, he moaned at every thrust, and his breath caught only once out of shock, the way Goten hunched over him, held his waist, the way his bangs swayed and his eyes hidden, Kami, Vegeta swore it was Kakarot above him.
Goten didn’t fight, didn’t hold back, his eyes glazed and mouth watered, his balls throbbed. He slammed with everything he got, his hips unseen to human eyes due to the sheer speed and ferocity he fucked the Prince. He hugged those willing hips to him as each thrust made his inside jerk, the tale tell signs of orgasm taking its hold on him, a moment of coherence made him slip a hand under the prince and rub vigorously at the tail scar. Everything else became a haze. He felt the heated splash on his abs, and felt his cock pump out his own heated cum inside the Prince, flooding his insides. Then everything went black.
Goten opened his eye slowly, feeling like a wreck. He lightly groaned as he attempted to move, he heard a similar noise beside him; he smiled, knowing the all mighty Prince was in the same shape as him. He turned his head and saw the sprawled out Prince looking at him; he offered a small smile and chuckled. “Well did I pass this time?”
This to his surprise made the Prince chuckle as well with a fond smile, “I suppose you do deserve a passing grade.”
Goten raised a brow and quirked his lip, “Just a passing grade?”
Vegeta reached out and grabbed the unused condom, “So, what was the purpose of having these out if you weren’t going to use it?”
Goten blushed, and shrugged “Guess I just wanted you to know exactly what we were doing tonight.” Nope, Goten was not going to admit that he was just so turned on by Vegeta he forgot all about the cock wrap.
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