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Escort~ Ca la vie*	By : Vegetaswriter Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1408 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 2

            Their need for me hung in the air, suffocating and desperate, their hands revealing their personalities more-so then they would believe to me. Kakarot’s touch was gentle and tentative; patience. Brolly on the other hand, his was rough, demanding, and consuming; he was passionate, feeling all his emotions with great bounds, while Kakarot could easily step back and float amongst the clouds, the element of air, while Brolly was fire. Yes, their touches told me more of themselves than their words ever could. Amongst the fiery passions, I sensed hesitance.

            There, in the quake of something that we would all enjoy; the abandonment of oneself for the throws of lust. They paused, curious; they both could feel the draw of my importance, as if something was trying to be placed. Yes, how foolish of me. My ancient bloodline would call out to the lower, draw them into a sense of revere and awe, a sense to protect and follow. Indeed, I was foolish, I didn’t take my aura into play, but not much was to be feared, my mind was as quick as my tongue.

            On the floor below me, hands halted, eyes peered to me; looking like what they were, subjects to gratify their Prince; body and blood. Their inquires didn’t fall upon deaf ears, and to direct their questions with a simplistic half truth. “I am indeed from Royal blood; I was a bastard child of King Vegeta, born with a very insignificant power level of two. I was sent into the furthest reaches of space, kept hidden and secret. My name is Tarble.”

            Once again their inquisitiveness was annoying me, to say the least; they had asked me to join them, to create a pack, to help bring back the Saiyan race to its old glorious self. Foolish, simply foolish. As if three dominate males would repopulate the Saiyan race, and what? Have me to rule over two Saiyans? I believe not. I am not much of a ‘leader’ type, I enjoy simplicity, I enjoy what I do, and I will fully take pleasure in what I will accomplish.

            My master, my Frezia, my life and soul. They took him from me, ripped him away from my life leaving me alone, and bare. My purpose; my home, in this god-forsaken universe torn from me. I held many purposes in this cold place; I was a Prince, to become a King and rule over millions, to conquer and expand, yes, that was right, but now what does that mean to me? My planet gone, wiped away, and I sold, by my own father, to ensure the safety of ignorant buffoons; all because in truth, my father didn’t wish to give up his throne to my master. No other could tell me any different, for I seen the documents with my own eyes, and the signature on the paper was with no doubts my fathers. Yes, he had sold me to keep the throne and a member of the Ginyu force as a body guard. Well, once father realized Frezia had not kept up his end, that was when he decided to take me back by force; the rest, as they say, is history.

            Ah, then I was a solider, super elite class, and quite an efficient killer. The planet trade became kind to me, my pockets becoming quite heavier from my enterprise. I wanted it, I wanted to take it over, dethrone Frezia, slit his throat, and revel in the gore as I took his kingdom of blood and bereavement, becoming the new tyrant of the universe. I had many dreams then, dreaming of the day where I was in control of the universe, but then I turned of age by my race standards.

            Funny really, the people of the world had pegged my master a madman, down right evil, and yet he waited to have me wholly. He could have taken me the moment I step foot upon his base of operations, hell even when I turned 18; a set age of maturity for many people around the galaxies, and yet he waited for me to be 25. He was a gentleman once I look back on that fateful day. He tried to ‘woo’ and seduce me, and I, hating him as I once, had decline each pass, refused the gifts, remaining cold still, unmoving, indifferent. He got tired, I suppose, and in all honesty I am truly happy he didn’t wait. He took me, showing me exactly what I was to become, no questions, no sweet nothings whispered, only pain and tears, and I couldn’t be happier. Over time, I became accustomed, I started to willingly give and receive, and subsequently, the gifts began in earnest. Little trinkets, notes of compliments of my exotic beauty, and precious knowledge, sent to my private rooms. Of course, in time I became a permanent residence of his room, unable to be far from me, and I felt the same. The time with him was amazing, it felt more of a fairy tale then the role of master and slave, and I believe that it was beyond that. Frezia was everything to me, he was my father when I was young, harsh and yet caring, spoiling me even then as a boy, he was my master, and he was my love.

            I know I will never find another like him, nor will I ever be able to replace him; the only man that could come close to being something more substantial to me would be my Bounty hunter Tornack. He is truly a work of art; he held a rugged handsomeness to him, scruffy and powerfully skilled, in all aspects. The light blue hue of his skin, the black ruffled hair, The broad powerful jaw-line, deep dark navy eyes lined with thick lashes, the thick corded neck, and full expanding chest, to tight strong abs, and mmm, his manhood; indeed a very impressive piece of equipment.

            The hand sliding up my washboard abdomen takes me from my thoughts, and I am reminded of the task before me. With a snake smile, I lick my lips, kneeling between them, I grasp and stroked their straining needs fully and slowly, making them quiver like women under my hands; I couldn’t help but to smirk wickedly. These men so easily distracted, so easily controlled by the unspoken promise of release. Questions thrown from their minds, they began their trek to euphoria, and I, their guide.

            Kakarot and Brolly both move into their desired positions, Kakarot at my front and Brolly at my back. Kakarot was ever so gentle with his caresses, sweeping his palm behind my neck to make my head fall back, Brolly instantly pulled my head to the side to give me a searing authoritative kiss; telling me without words, that he is the Alpha here on this night, he will lead, and I’ll obey. Kakarot took favour of my neck instead, licking and gently sucking on my Adams-apple, leaving a trail of light kisses from my neck to lower ear. I couldn’t help but to shudder as Brolly pawed my ass, and Kakarot giving light kisses, the duel sensations rung me speechless; never before had I taken two at a time, this was a new experience, and I liked it, very much so.

            Kakarot kept up those delicious light kisses, trailing down my neck towards my collar bone, down further he went and I lightly groaned into Brolly’s mouth. The gentle Saiyan rubbed my dusty nipples, placing light pressure and stroked in little sweeps, making my chest arched foreword slightly, asking for more. Brolly on the other hand, one of his hands strayed upward, taking a hold of my tail, starting from the base, he dug his finger tips in with little pressure and stroked upward, then downward ruffling the fur, and by the gods I moaned, arching like a feline in heat, with little whines boiled in my throat, I whined for more.

            Kakarot took a liking to licking and tracing my abs, tracing each fine line with precision, making me twitch and flex, my hand strayed forward, stroking the side of his face gently with my lax knuckles; returning his gentle nature. My other hand roughly held Brolly’s head in a tight hold, not allowing him to stop the kiss; I can be demanding as well.

            Kakarot hand cupped my jewels, lightly jiggling them within his soft touch, brushing his thumb lovingly over the pouch in sweet caresses, peering my eyes open, may gaze was held in his innocent eyes, imploring me, and I couldn’t help but tare my mouth from the lips before me, giving Kakarot my full attention; he didn’t disappoint me. He leaned in, licking the tip of my cock, capturing my essence on his tongue; the groan that tore from my mouth from such a simple act nearly made me buckle under the want.

            Brolly was initiative, he gain my attention quite easily with his little scheme. He pulled my hips back, making me instantly slap my hands on the floor below to steady myself from the abrupt movement, spreading me open he laved my entrance. I was about to brace myself upon my bended elbows, until the other party of… well my party, ensured me that he was there as well. He slid beneath me, his proud erection pointing directly under my eyes; begging.

            I nearly hollered when Kakarot took me into his mouth, sucking me down until there was nothing left to swallow; by the gods, he could deep throat almost as good as myself. Brolly doubled his efforts, piercing deep within me with his tongue, wiggling it around, stroking each crevasse. I could have died then, the fervour consuming me, pulling me into a vase sea of abyss; I wanted to drown into it. This is what I live for, why I breath, the next fix, the next high; leaving me a wanton, and animal.

            I didn’t think I could make it beyond another level, how terribly and deliciously wrong I was; naïve to the splendours of such attainable bliss. Kakarot’s hands stroked my chest, pinching and rolling my nipples with his free hand; the other juggled my sac, bouncing it in his tender palm. Brolly’s tongue was at work, preparing me in such a sinful and luscious way, while his free hand worked my tail, ruffling the fur, stroking and teasing, and by the way his body was jerking, I could tell his hand was relieving the pressure in his groin; taking the edge off.

            I on the other hand was at a complete loss, unable to conjure a coherent thought, unable to place the noises, the room filled of pants, groans, whines, wet smacking noises and slurping; I revelled in it. Slitting my eyes to peer open, I hadn’t realized that my mouth was as well occupied by the steely flesh of Kakarot. His taste hadn’t stood out for me, I guess, he tasted as all men had; masculine. Only my master held a distinguish taste, sweet and rich, more than likely from the many sweet fruit and sweeten wine; how I miss that taste, it was like a treat for me and he knew. I would plead to him to release within my mouth so I could fully enjoy the delicate taste. I moaned with the memory, releasing a light purr, which Kakarot fully appreciated.

            I moan my lost when Brolly once again abruptly moved me into the position he desired. He hauled me upwards, making me stand at the foot of the bed, kicking my feet to spread me, bending me over to hold on the end-board. He held my hips, massaging them under his large powerful hands; I twitched, waiting for more. He brought his groin to the cleft of my ass, rubbing himself upon me roughly, making me excited for more.

            Kakarot moved to keel on the end of the bed, pulling my head downward; surprising me with his hidden dominance, I nearly exploded with excitement, two fully dominate males, oh yes; it will be one rough ride. I lapped at the heated erect flesh pressed to my lips, purring and arching, always enticing; this will be a night the pair will never forget, they will always remember this night in hell.

            Brolly couldn’t wait any-longer and sheathed himself to the apex of his sex, deep in the recesses of my body; I hissed through clenched teeth, and Kakarot once again pulling out his authority pried my mouth open and pushed himself home, making me take his whole girth. I was in my glory, used and abused, only because I wanted it.

            Brolly shook above me, the thrills of pleasure racing throughout his veins, little thick pants escaped his mouth, he leaned down planting small kisses in-between my shoulders, whispering little words of thanks to a deity that does not exist, and how much he appreciated my heated tight body. I clenched unto him all the more, showing off my own aggression by short hard bucks backwards, demanding he start the pumping. He didn’t disappoint, pulling back he breeched me once again, with a slow and yet powerful push, grinding his hips upon mine, connecting us until there was nothing left to give. I shuddered, moaning around the phallus making a home in my throat.

            I bucked harder, quickening my movements, telling him without words that I wanted more, more, more; I am a greedy son-of-a-bitch, I wanted everything they could give me, and more. He grasped my hips, holding me still, growling above me; not liking at all that I was demanding him, I was suppose to be submissive and thank him as he gave me what he wanted. But no, I am greedy. I arched, pulling myself from the cock, looking behind me, I didn’t use my body to speak. “Fuck me like you own me.”

            Brolly snapped his teeth, baring them and pushed forward. Kakarot chuckled making a sly comment, which did it for Brolly. His growl increased tenfold and he begun what I wanted. He started a jagged, primal, and uneven pace, slamming forward and back, rocking the end-board and bed with his mighty blows, and I, I was hollering like a new born. The pain, and the friction engulfing me in its beautiful clutches; I begged for more.

            Kakarot complied, reaching out to take my wayward fidgety tail and played to his heart content, neglecting his own need; I was unable to please him under such vigour. I yelped when Kakarot took my tail within his hot moist mouth flicking his tongue around the tip, lightly nibbling and stroking devotedly. I got what I wanted and then some. I was sailing above the stars, my body tingled and jolted with each sensation formed; my cock dripped and oozed the clear evidence of my body’s delight.

            Brolly angled my hips upwards making the path to my pleasure spot readily accessible with each pound. My sight was filled of twinkling stars, exploding before me, a sight only for me to witness and tell its tale. Kakarot whines something above me, unable to make out the words with the pulsing of my blood pounding in my ears. Suddenly the heat and girth left me, leaving me in a hazy daze uncomprehending the actions around me. Before I knew it I was blinking down, Kakarot’s face just under mine, his eyes was predatory and deprived; I knew then, it was his turn for some fun. He licked his lips and snapped his hips upwards filling me in one go, much like Brolly had; I sat up fully, nearly arching in two, grinding down to take anything left unattended. Rocking my hips, I became accustomed to his thicker manhood, I begun to bounce, taking the reins of this situation. I will lead us into bliss.

            I planted my feet to the mattress, spreading myself fully to him and grabbed my cock, slowly pumping myself to his gluttonous eyes. I tossed my head back to a slant, opening my mouth to give away my pants, and climbed for my excursion to gratification.

Up and down, up and down I went, reaching back to hold his knee for support I bounced hard, his cock striking my prostate with each drop down, my head toss and neck arched under the jolts of bliss shot through me, and still I wanted more.

            Brolly, not one for being left out, made himself known quite rudely. He pulled my feet from the mattress making my knees plant on each end of Kakarot’s hips, and pushed my shoulders forward making my chest collide with Kakarot’s. Kakarot took the opportunity to weave his hand into my hair and dragged me into a severe kiss, searing me with its intensity.

            Brolly made a lewd comment behind me, and I heard an agreeing grunt from Kakarot’s sealed lips and I left in the dark of their oncoming kinkiness. I felt the head of Brolly’s cock bump my occupied entrance and I froze, stock-still, terror, fear, uncertainty coursed through out my body, removing me from the once blissful state I was in, and Kakarot held me tighter to him, and I knew there wasn’t much of a choice in the manner. Oddly enough, even through the uncertainty, I felt exhilaration, maybe it was because once again I find myself in a situation I never been in, discovering a new kink in life, which I might prey tell, become addicted.

            I could hear Brolly wrestle with an object, which turned out to be some sort of lubrication; the cold slickness drizzled on my crevasse, trailing down to my expanded and filled entrance, making me quiver and Kakarot jerk upwards from the feel. Oh yes, I was indeed anticipating the next move, my cock swelled and flexed in response. I felt Brolly bump my entrance again, slowly, and steadily, little moves forward with little force, making it easier for my tight right to give under his persistence.

            Kakarot slowly pumped himself in and out, stroking my prostate fully with each little movement, helping with taking my mind away from what was about to occur. I closed my eyes, allowed my body to become as loose as jelly between them; use me, need me, love me. Kakarot started to stroke my tail making me shiver between the burly men, and then it happened. The feeling of being over-stuffed is the understatement of the year, perhaps decade really. My body stiffen like the very first time I was breeched, my arms flexed and locked in their bent position, and my eyes widen fully, staring at Kakarot and yet nothing at all. My mind swam with the strange new sensation, and strangely as quickly as I was alert, I became unconscious to the oddity. I guess my body adapted quickly to the new feeling, and I wasn’t going to complain.

            Just as I grew accustomed, I was taken for a whole new ride once they moved, not synced, Kakarot pulled out, while Brolly moved more forward and I groaned and fidgeted under the unsettling movements, making my head spin. They paused, concentrating on making me hot and bothered once again. All tails moved together, coiling and furling, tightening and loosening under the present needs. Hands roamed, leaving me wondering who was whom, the gentle and rough touches gone, leaving the firm grips of two sets of hands exploring and groping.

            I flung and flipped my head from side to side, and moved my hips making the friction of our joined bodies conscious of their unfinished needs, fuck any more foreplay. “Please, finish me, please…” My voice trailed and halted by Brolly’s lips, his tongue pushing in to taste me, and they moved, to my greatest elation. They started to sync their movements as one, making me nearly squeal and bellow with the purest erotic euphoria engulfing me. I barely move trapped between the mass of power and muscles of these Saiyan men, and yet I squirmed and shook under the command of their cocks. The very cocks that pillaged and destroyed my body, took and given me the ecstasy I crave.

            Our bodies slip and slide from the perspiration we had excreted from our task. Each pound forward had me balling the sheets below in my fists, my mouth fully open expelling all the lustful sounds they could conjure from me, and flexing; tightening my body between them. They moved with urgency, both reaching their panicle at any given moment. Brolly pulling back, giving himself more give on his thrusts, Kakarot hiking his hips upwards giving room for Brolly and himself to pound to their hearts content, and in which they did. My hand occupied with holding me up, I was unable to bring myself to the breaking point in which I needed to join them. They slammed with every ounce they had left to give, they last lap in this race, the most important and sought out finish line. They moved with such precision that it nearly made me topple over the edge with them.

            Brolly was the fist to finish in the little escapade, pulling out his cock and creamed over my rear and lower back, the hot splash of his passions made me shudder, his contented sigh floated into my ears.

            Kakarot hugged me to him, holding me tight, spreading his legs, he pound upwards with suck haste and need making me howl my satisfaction. His balls slapped my ass, until his very last trust forward, splashing my inner walls with his white art. His arms fell away, and it was Kakarot whom moved me, turning me to lay on my back and scooted down to my achingly throbbing cock, the head nearly turning purple, pleading and needing.

            Brolly crawled his way to my hips as well, and two sets of black dark glossy eyes peered up to me, and promised my relief. They both held my cock, tongues lapping and connecting, bringing me to the heights I desired. What a sight it was, both men pleasing me with their mouths, one would take me in for a slurp then pass it on to the other; sharing is caring. I shuddered and quaked under them, my toes curling and spreading, feeling the coolness wisp between the heated appendages. I nearly cried when Kakarot sucked my sac wholly into his mouth and Brolly encased my cock around his constricting throat. I felt it, running up and down my body, my balls tightening in Kakarot’s mouth and my cock pulsed in Brolly’s throat. Both pulled away and with two short strokes I came in torrents. My abdomen sunk in, trembling as I shot wave after wave of my cum all over my stomach and chest. I fell back among the pillow fully stated and tired from the influential experience; I would defiantly have to try that once again.

There we are my little pretty’s nearly seven pages of smut, a different kind of smut for me. Three some with double penetration… I said I do wish to dabble in new things here and there. Any request? Sent them this way, if it is appealing to me, I just may write it, and of course state it was your idea; naturally. It may take some time before I update my chapter fics, since I am working on all of them now piece by piece, taking my time making sure there is minimal mistakes, since I do not have a beta to help me in that area. But I will post them all up around the same time, so for the next little while I will just be posting one shots, since they take an hour to write, this one only has one chapter left, and I am kind of juggling the idea of having Tornack/Vegeta lemon, not too sure as of yet, maybe you could help?

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Dragon77- Thank you for the review J

Cara2012- Thank you very much, and actually I am working on all my chapter fics right now, and update them all up around the same time. So don’t worry, I am just doing a short one-shotish story to keep you all happy.

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Zarahai- Thank you very much, I am glad you like lol hope you enjoy lemon cakes haha.

Geta6310- Awe, thank you soo much, that is great to hear, and I shall keep it up, the only way I am stopping any time soon is if im dead…. Lets hope that doesn’t happen!

Animeslave18- Ah it’s YOU! Hahhaa kidding kidding, you know I love hearing from you sweety. I am glad you like it, a different concept for me, but I like to dabble into many different things.. Which reminds me I got to update my Vegeta and Bulma fic been a long time since I had eeep lol.

Thank you all for the ratings and reviews, you know I love them guys and I encourage them to continue XD till next time in a land far, far away V.W
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