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Saiyan Style	By : AnonMuss Category: Dragon Ball Z > General Views: 4446 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: Obvious disclaimer time. I don't own the Dragon Ball series, and I make no money/profit from this. Side effects of Saiyan Style sex may include serious injury, incarceration, and/or death. Don't try this at home.

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Trunks woke up with Daddy still inside of him. They had changed positions at some point during their nap so that Trunks now awoke on his side, spooned with one of Daddy's arms around him. His little eyes squinted against the bright sunlight in the room as he looked around, unsurprisingly finding that Mommy was gone. It was a weekday, and she was always working on one brainy project or another when she wasn't busy being the best Mommy in the whole wide world.
Trunks released a little boy moan as he stretched and yawned, the movement causing Daddy's dick to flex inside of him, massaging his cum button and making him want more. Unfortunately, he also really had to pee, and his butt was already kinda sore from the Saiyan Style pounding Daddy had given him before.
He loved the feeling of that slight soreness, because it just meant that his butt was gonna get even stronger, and that meant Daddy would be able to fill it with even more power next time, which was Trunks' favorite feeling in the whole wide world.
Reluctantly, Trunks tried to slowly and stealthily slide himself off of Daddy's big fat dick so he could go pee, removing his favorite sword from its proper sheath inch by glistening inch. Unfortunately, once only the huge head remained, Daddy's arm tightened around Trunks and Daddy's dick slammed right back home.
"Ugh," Trunks quietly grunted, his own little ochinchin inflating again, which seemed to help him resist the urge to pee a little. Still asleep, Daddy rotated his hips into the warm, wet tightness that surrounded his dick, and Trunks rotated his cheeky monkey butt in return without even thinking about it. The boy briefly considered just letting loose his pee right there, but Daddy would get mad if Trunks got pee on him. Daddy says that marking someone or something with pee is an act of dominance, so doing that would be a challenge to Daddy's Dominance, which Trunks didn't want.
Changing tactics from stealth to skill, Trunks began to massage Daddy's big dick inside of him with his little boy butt muscles as best as he could. Daddy growled in his sleep as Trunks' butt gripped and pulsed and even seemed to vibrate around the big dick over and over again, his little ass gyrating against Daddy so that every part of his cock was stimulated. Trunks grinned widely as he heard his Father start grunting and the cock inside of him swelled before he was rewarded with a fresh batch of Daddy's delicious cream pie.
Trunks took a long moment to simply revel in the exquisite feelings that flooded through him. His body felt renewed from the energy that he received from Daddy's milk, which made him feel incredibly high and mighty.
Once he recovered from the utterly intoxicating feeling of being fucked and filled by Daddy, Trunks again tried to ease himself off and get to the bathroom to pee without waking Daddy up. He was distracted in his careful attempt to do so by the nice aftercum spasms that kept dancing around in his butt from Daddy's still twitching monkeyman cock.
Trunks began a little dance of his own as he felt Daddy's dick deflate to half-mast inside his butt. Everyone knows the "gotta pee" dance. The deflation of Daddy's dong lessened his need to pee somewhat, but he still knew that he'd probably wet the bed if he started napping again in this state. On top of Daddy probably getting mad, Trunks was a big boy now who didn't wet the bed anymore, so there was no way he'd let that happen-especially not in front of Daddy.
The cock was almost fully out of him again when Daddy groggily shifted to wrap Trunks in both of his arms and hold him tight.
Trunks sighed, half in frustration, and half in pleasure. There was no way he could escape on his own now without waking Daddy.
Oh well, he had tried his best...
"Daddy? Daddy, wake up, I gotta pee!"
Vegeta growled. Then he grumbled. Then he growled some more, but his son wouldn't stop pestering him. Trunks had to insist several more times before Vegeta was fully awake.
Vegeta let out a loud yawn that made lions seem kittens, feeling fresh seed squishing around his cock, which was apparently still inside of his son's tight young ass. The cheeky little brat must have coaxed another load out of him while he slept.
Vegeta moved both of them into pushup exercise position, with Trunks still impaled on his cock beneath him, and he began his routine of pushups that he performed every time he woke up.
Trunks groaned as he felt the cock fully thicken and lengthen inside of him again as his Daddy went up and down, up and down, up and down.
"Daddy, *ugh*, I really, *ugh* gotta pee. I don't think *ugh* I can hold it!"
"You need to be able to hold your bladder through much more than this. You think the enemy will care if you have to go? I won't have my son pissing himself in battle. Try to hold it until I'm done."
"Ugh. Ugh. Ugh. Yes Sir. Ugh. UGH. UGH!"
Vegeta picked up the speed of his repetitions. By the time he had gone through his routine of single finger pushups on the fingers of each hand, his son was panting beneath him as though he were the one doing all of the pushups instead, and he saw a thin sheen of sweat glistening on the boy's skin and beginning to dampen his silky soft lavender hair.
Vegeta was proud of his son's discipline, so he had mercy on him and ended his waking exercise routine early. He slowly, gently, lovingly began to long-dick his son with his rock-hard cock, tenderly massaging all of the most sensitive and pleasurable places inside of him as a reward for his obedience.
The sounds emanating from Trunks changed from the loud grunts of a half monkey boy being soundly fucked by his big-dicked Daddy, to the moans, whimpers, and squeals of what sounded more like a little girl having her horny little pussy worked in a new way that she'd never forget and would always crave.
Vegeta planted his fists back down on either side on Trunks' head, and then he licked the ridge of his son's left ear and nipped at his neck as he slowly, deliberately fully bottomed out inside of the tight half-saiyan fuckhole that clutched at him more strongly than ever.
The boypussy had a death-grip on him as his son's sphincters contended with big fat Daddy dick and a full bladder of urine at the same time, struggling to keep both inside of himself. His son's butthole actually felt like a hot, wet, tight swallowing throat as it continued to contract in pulses around him, milking his cock in a tantalizing way that Vegeta had never experienced before.
Trunks heard a primal growl, and then felt his Daddy's teeth sink lightly into the skin of his neck on either side of his spine, which sent intense shivers all up and down it as he felt his butt filled to the absolute brim with Daddy's cum-to the point that it started gushing out around the engorged cock and his tightly sealed hole.
Satisfied, Vegeta reached over to the bedside table and drew Trunks' anal jewel from the drawer. He deftly withdrew his royal rod from his son's fuckhole with an audible *pop*, immediately replacing it with the buttplug. The plug kept the Bonding cum inside of his son and helped enable his young sphincter to accept cock at any time. It was one solid, flawless and polished amethyst jewel that very closely matched the color of his son's perfect hair.
"Go on," Vegeta commanded, slapping his little boy's firm ass to send him on his way.
Trunks didn't move, not wanting to reveal his shame. He had loved the way Daddy did his booty, but at some point he couldn't help releasing two little squirts of pee onto the sheets. Being completely hard had made it easier to keep from peeing, but it hadn't been quite enough.
Impatient, and finding that he needed to urinate as well, Vegeta lifted his son and slung him over his shoulder, intending to start making his way to the bathroom. Picking Trunks up reveled two small urine stains and one respectably large cumstain from such a little boy-all seeping into the silk sheets and lavish mattress below.
"I'm sorry, Daddy. I really tried, I just couldn't help it," Trunks whined, hiding his face in his hands.
"Don't worry about that. You did well," Vegeta said, moving his son to ride atop his shoulders, causing the boy forget his shame and feel like the royalty that he was, instead.
Vegeta let the boy pee in the toilet as he got the shower ready for them. He glanced over and was unsurprised to see his son with his knees purposefully bent so that the cheeks of his ass parted slightly, making the polished amethyst jewel embedded in his fuckhole visible to twinkle temptingly at him.
The expensive jeweled plug had been one of Bulma's presents to Trunks after she had discovered that it was a traditional saiyan gift from mother to son for their very special eighth birthday, and the accessory had since become one of his favorite things. At home, Trunks would often go about nude while trying to tempt his Father into Bonding with him, using sexy poses and dances that made the jewel catch the light in an attempt to lure Vegeta, making him want to pull it out and plug the boy with something they both liked there much better. This happened even more often when Trunks was in heat, which had already happened twice in the six months since he had turned eight.
Saiyan heats were unpredictable, it was only certain that they would occur at least once a year, but most went into heat several times per year. Saiyan heat could also last anywhere from a few days, to a few months, and no one knew what triggered them or what determined their duration, only that being sexually satisfied enough seemed to end them sooner.
During heat, the power level of saiyans increases to well above their normal maximum and they become more aggressive than at any other time. They try to dominate all those around them, and brutally fuck strong opponents if sexually attracted to them. At this time, they're driven to breed with the strongest, but if a saiyan is dominated while in heat, then their desire to be seeded and filled with more power overcomes their need to seed others-one reason why good saiyan Fathers Bond with their sons during their first heat, saving their sons and their potential victims from a violent sexual rampage, being safely and pleasurably seeded by their Fathers at home instead.
Vegeta stepped into the warm shower and his son joined him. As soon as Trunks was fully in and the glass door slid shut, Vegeta grabbed a fistful of his son's hair and began pissing all over him, marking his territory as his saiyan instincts drove him to while Trunks giggled the whole time. As soon as the stream stopped spraying his face, the boy leaned in and began sucking his Daddy, hungry for his afternoon meal of sweet saiyan Daddy cream.
Trunks had tried so many wonderful foods and drinks thanks to Mommy's money and her attempts to satisfy Lord Beerus and Whis' culinary curiosity and almost endless appetites, but nothing in the whole wide world so far even came close to his Daddy's delicious cream. It was the perfect amount of sweet, slightly salty, and utterly addictive. It made him feel so good and strong every time he drank it, and it satisfied his hunger in a way that no food ever had—to the point that after swallowing his Father's super nutritious saiyan spooge, he didn't even need normal food. He would have it for every meal if Daddy would let him, but Daddy spent so much time training these days that he rarely spent a full day home, especially since he started training with Whis and Lord Beerus.
Daddy hunched over him and began lovingly washing Trunks' body as Trunks greedily sucked him. The boy hoped he would be able to get enough loads out of Daddy during their shower together to satisfy both of them, but even at eight years old, Trunks was more of a realist.
Though his mouth, throat and tummy were left wanting more by the end, his bejeweled ass was even more envious of them as it anally absorbed his Father's previous loads of cum to the very last drop, but was left alone for the time being—still craving much more.

Topless and straining, Vegeta wondered how many hundreds or thousands of times the Earth's gravity were now pressing in all around him as he stood in the center of Bulma's new and improved Gravity Room. He didn't know, but he was fairly sure that if anything was able to knock him out of Super Saiyan Blue form, then his normal body would probably be crushed to death in an instant. Maybe even all of his Super Saiyan forms would be, too.
Vegeta gritted his teeth. It felt like he was standing in the center of a sun, or maybe even the locus of a supermassive black hole.
He could not move. He could not speak. He could only try to keep his body from being squashed from every direction at once. This was far beyond what he had expected when he had asked the woman to upgrade the Gravity Room so he could train there to improve his Super Saiyan Blue form. He was beginning to regret cranking the intensity up to max level in order to see what it was now capable of.
Bulma had designed multiple ways for users to shut down the Gravity Room if needed, but right now there was no way he could move or articulate enough to activate any of them, even as a Super Saiyan God.
If the room detected that he fell unconscious, then it was supposed to shut off automatically, but he had trained himself so much against losing consciousness while under stress—and his Super Saiyan Blue form was so resilient—that he thought he might actually die before he passed out. As he continued to resist the crushing force with every fiber of his being, the thought struck him that with such intense gravity, it was possible that if he did allow himself to die this way then the gravity might crush his body and his enormous energy down to a singularity so powerful that it could destroy all of earth, and maybe the rest of the solar system as well.
*tap tap tap*
Vegeta's eyes bulged even more than they already were as he looked to the viewport to see little Goten on the other side, tapping the barrier and waving to get his attention.
Of course this would be the last thing he saw, a miniature carbon-copy of Kakarot. Kakarot, his eternal Rival, who always ruined everything.
Like Father, like Son.
This boy would get to see his Father's Rival crushed before him and would then report Vegeta's humiliating death back to Kakarot.
That . . . simply could not be allowed.
Vegeta roared, doubling his power level. He filled his vessel with so much power that it overflowed, manifesting in the spacetime around him in multiple dazzling ways. He howled with unbridled saiyan rage at his own weaknesses, and his muscles bulged as his power level tripled, allowing his body to begin slowly, agonizingly moving in the direction of the closest killswitch.
Suddenly, Vegeta fell to his knees, hyperventilating and immediately reverting to his normal form. The door to the gravity room opened and mini Kakarot peeked around the corner of the doorframe.
"I tried getting your attention forever, then you were going so slow, so I hit the big "off" button next to the door, is that okay?"
Vegeta groaned in pain as Goten stepped fully into the room with a big grin.
"Trunks only played with me a little today, and now he's napping. Said he didn't get much sleep 'cause you and Mrs. Bulma were real loud last night."
Vegeta tried to regain his breath, but multiplying his power with primal saiyan rage like that was even harder on his body than the Kaioken technique was on Kakarot, and he found that he could not voluntarily move a single inch right now. He was also dumbfounded to realize that Kakarot's son was not only completely naked, but the little boy was apparently also leaking a trail of cum from his ass that led back in the direction that he had come from.
Vegeta knew that Trunks had been fucking Kakarot's youngest son since shortly after his eighth birthday, sharing the knowledge and power with Goten that Trunks received from Vegeta's training.
Trunks seemed to tell his Father everything that went through his little head—which, of course, wasn't exactly true—but, according to Trunks, Goku had never even Bonded with Goten, only ever having Bonded with Gohan (after almost every other Z Fighter had, many times). The power boost of being so well seeded by all of the Z Fighters when he was younger was what had given Gohan the power to defeat Cell, especially all that he had received from Goku once the idiot realized that Gohan wanted to play the same game that his namesake had taught little Goku all those years ago and that pervy old Master Roshi loved to play with boys and girls of all ages. Goku had received his first large power boosts thanks to the loving attention of his adopted human pederast Father Gohan and then Master Roshi.
But, apparently, Goku was too stupid to realize that Goten was ready for Bonding now, too. Just like he had been too stupid to realize that Gohan was ready until one day they took a barrel bath together and Goku saw young Gohan's well-fucked, gaping asshole with gobs of Z Fighter cum leaking out of it.
Those days, Vegeta—knowing that Goku was ignorant of Saiyan customs—had taken it upon himself to be the first to teach little Gohan Saiyan Style Bonding when he had turned eight years old. He had even fucked the boy before his mentor, Piccolo had, and had seeded that boy's hungry holes more than anyone other than Goku himself
Saiyans benefit from the cum of anyone stronger than themselves, but they crave the cum of other strong saiyans more than that of any other species, and Gohan had quickly grown addicted to both Vegeta and Goku's cum, spending most of his time tempting them into fucking him when he wasn't studying biology, even though he should have been training his hybrid body, which had the potential to become more powerful than either pureblood saiyans or humans.
If only Gohan's bitch mother Chi-Chi would stop emasculating every male in her family and limiting their martial potential. Someone really needed to put that woman in her place, for the safety of the entire Universe. They couldn't risk Gohan or anyone else in that family getting weaker just because that bitch wanted them to conform to her delusional human fantasy of who they should be, all at the cost of their martial potential and the Universe's very survival.
As the rightful King of Earth (which he always thought of as "New Vegeta") he took it upon himself to either get Kakarot to put his woman in her place and stop letting her ruin her half-saiyan sons, or else he would do it himself for the good of all.
"I wanted Trunks to play with my butt more, but he fell asleep after a while, so I was wondering if I could train with you, instead."
Vegeta absolutely hated thinking of anything as cute or adorable, but with little Goten standing there in that posture, head tilted to the side, small index finger placed on his chin as he stared quizzically at Vegeta's prone form, Trunks' cum leaking own of his little fuckhole . . . he was undeniably both.
The little boy hadn't even been plugged after he'd been seeded. No wonder Trunks was always complaining that Goten was so much weaker than him when they trained, causing Trunks to have to hold back. Trunks was certain this was because Goku had never Bonded with Goten, and that Gohan rarely did anymore since getting married, so the only Bonding Goten usually ever got was from Trunks. This situation caused Goten to never be able to surpass Trunks, no matter how much he trained, because Trunks still martially trained as well and had extra special help from his Daddy on top of that.
Vegeta agreed that this was one reason Goten's power level was weaker than his son's, surely, but Trunks really needed to learn to plug his rivals after he fucked them if he wanted them to gain maximum effect from Saiyan Style Bonding.
Waste not, want not.
Vegeta knew that Trunks needed a worthy rival to compete with to become stronger, and Trunks understood this too. The boy had whined to him about this on more than one occasion, making it clear that Trunks wanted Vegeta to Bond with his best friend and increase his power level as well.
Goten walked over to Vegeta's body and innocently squatted his naked, cummy ass directly over Vegeta's head, inspecting the massive bulge that was currently growing in the man's pants due to the boy's perfect, nude form and the overflowing half-saiyan sex hormones that exuded from him and his freshly fucked ass.
Vegeta could see directly inside of that slightly gaping hole. Trunks must have gone Super Saiyan 2 and pounded Goten as hard as he possibly could to cause his friend's hole to gape like this for so long. Trunks' penis was still less than 5 inches even in SS2, after all.
The boy's anal gape wasn't very large, but it was enough to reveal his inviting insides and cause Vegeta to wonder what those pink inner walls would feel like wrapped around his cock.
"Wow, Mr. Vegeta, your thingy looks almost as big as Daddy's in the bath! Can I see what it look like outside of your pants?"
Vegeta couldn't say a word, and still couldn't move as the little boy tugged the lower part of his training uniform off, causing the man's eight inch, throbbing erection to slap against his adamantium abs. He was already leaking a pool of pre-cum, as though his dick was trying to lubricate its way into an asshole before it was even aimed at one.
What else did you think pre-cum was for? Pussies make their own lubrication. And why else did you think the g-spot of all males is located inside of their asses and best stimulated by a penis? Anal sex is part of the design, baby. All good saiyan parents teach their kids these facts.
Goten reached out and stroked Mr. Vegeta's big fat ochinchin, amazed by the amount of clear nectar that flowed from the tip. Vegeta's full adult saiyan pheromones began pervading the room from his leaking cock, drawing little Goten in like nothing else ever had. Without even realizing it, he found his nose right over the tip of Mr. Vegeta's big thingy, inhaling that iintoxicating scent that made him feel so good all over. Without even thinking about it, the boy's tongue flicked out of his mouth and he started licking at the clear stuff flowing out of the tip.
"Oh, wow, Mister Vegeta, you taste even better than Gohan!"
Vegeta's panting only increased as the wonderful licking sensations transformed into an enveloping heat and a slurping suction as Goten's mouth latched onto the end of his engorged cock and began greedily trying to suck more of his new favorite treat directly from the source. Every once in a while, he could hear the boy loudly swallow the sweet pre-cum that had pooled in his mouth.
*gulp*
Vegeta blinked up at the ceiling as he continued panting. He had almost died just now, crushed to death by his wife's newest contraption, and now his Rival's youngest son was sucking his cock like his little life depended on it. Vegeta felt a familiar rush of adrenaline and dominance welling up in him as he lay there.
He tried to think clearly, but for some reason—now of all times—he felt the familiar saiyan heat start to rise within him.
There had been rumors among his people that very near death experiences mingled with sex could trigger a saiyan to go into a different kind of heat, causing their power level and libido to increase more than at any other time. This biological trait was said to allow a saiyan the greatest chance to survive and/or to pass on their genes in the face of death. They called it the Death Heat, and it reportedly only faded when the saiyan was able to cum enough in that state.
Vegeta had only ever experienced normal heat before, and he had never really believed those silly rumors.
Until today.
Vegeta's power level skyrocketed until he was able to start moving his body again as he lay there, getting sucked off by Goten, and at that point he lost the ability to think clearly at all. The only thing on his mind now was the complete domination of everyone in his environment by any means necessary.
His mind became so clouded that he had to realize all over again that his superior cock was being sucked by another saiyan.
This one was already submitting to him, so he felt no need to fight it, but he would still fully dominate it.
The little thing was tentatively licking and sucking at his royal rod's tip like some sort of dessert. The King of all Saiyans would have to teach this little one how to properly handle the cock of its King.
Vegeta's hand shot out at a fraction of the speed of light, taking a fistful of the little one's hair and shoving his dick all the way down its throat. The King held his cock deeply lodged there as he rose to his feet to loom over his current conquest.
To its credit, the little saiyan didn't struggle, it just started swallowing like it thought the King was going to cum already. Whoever taught this boy to use his mouth apparently didn't have the stamina of a true King.
The King roared his dominance as he began to throatfuck the little boy. He was careful not to break his new toy, but he still made damn sure to derive maximum pleasure from the experience.
Only after ten minutes of throatfucking the submissive saiyan did the King give it the seed that it was so obviously greedy for, and the little boy issued a hum of satisfaction as it gulped it all down without spilling a single drop.
The King pulled his cock from the boy's mouth with a *pop* that traveled far beyond the room they occupied. Then he immediately pushed the little saiyan down onto its hands and knees, spreading its cheeks to see that its hole was already sufficiently prepared.
The King placed his battering ram right up to the boy's backdoor and broke through even more easily than he thought he would. His cock looked more enormous than it actually was as it slid into the tiny ass of the boy below.
"Ohhh, uhhhhh!" Goten grunted as his butt was filled with such a large thingy. Gohan was the largest he had ever taken up his butt before, and his brother didn't feel nearly as thick as Mr. Vegeta did.
That big, fat thing rubbed up against something inside of him that Gohan called his boy button, and Mr. Vegeta pressed it like no one ever had before, causing Goten's own little thing to squirt a small, watery load of cum onto the floor of the Gravity Room.
Every time Goten was sure the huge thing was as far inside of him as it could possibly get, yet another inch slowly slid in, rubbing his prostate the whole way and causing him to squirt a little more onto the floor.
By the time the King was fully flush, pelvis firmly pressed against the cherubic orbs of the little boy's ass, the boy's face had gone blank with a silly expression, a line of drool running out of his mouth unnoticed as he was overcome by the first true ahegao of his young life.
That was well, the King mused. Subjects should take pleasure in serving their Lord, and feel honored by the opportunity. All would either submit to his superior cock, or they would die.
He left his cock fully inside of the boy as he considered what method he would use to irreversibly turn the little boy's asshole into a ravenous boypussy that would never, ever be the same again. He would need to instruct his harem's headmaster to have another jeweled plug cut from the treasury gems, because this one's gape may never go away by the time he was done.
The King flexed his cock in the boy, pressing purposefully into his most intense pleasure point. He liked to mindbreak new additions to his harem as soon as possible, and his own Father had taught him how best to do so.
The King spent a few minutes flexing his cock inside of the incredibly tight furnace that fully enveloped his majestic member, causing the little boy's whole body to twitch in sync with the cock inside of him, driving him even deeper into his ahegao.
The King began to gently gyrate his hips, masterfully maneuvering into the boy's pleasure nexus over and over again until all of the boy's limbs went completely limp. This prompted the King to grab the boy's hips and stand back up with him. The boy now dangled limply from his cock, drool still running from his mouth.
That was when the real fucking began. The King slowly withdrew his cock until only the blunt head remained, and without pause he just as slowly fed it back in. The alternation of the cool air caressing his cock and the incredible heat of his new sex puppet's slippery fuckhole was truly exquisite.
The King picked up the pace of his thrusts, causing the boy to start moaning as though his own little heat had been triggered and was now being satisfied in the best way possible by the most Alpha male in the whole wide world.
The boy's moans intensified, coming in time with the King's movements as he continued to dangle limply on the King's cock and in the grip of his steely hands as His Highness' hips humped into him over and over again.
It was clearly time for this brat's first dose of Kingly cum.
The King fully sheathed himself in the boy and growled low in his throat as his cock gushed gobs upon gobs of cum into him.
"Say 'thank you, sire," The King commanded as he continued to squirt. Apparently no one had trained this boy in proper royal etiquette.
That's alright, he would learn proper manners from the rest of the royal harem soon enough.
The boy gave no response, so the King slapped his ass hard enough to get his attention and to punish him for making him repeat himself. The sound of the slap resounded loudly and left a stark red mark in the shape of the King's hand on the boy's right asscheek. The King issued his command again.
"Th-thank you, S...Sire!" The boy slurred lustily as his own little cock squirted another load of cum from the intense pleasure he felt from his butt, and the sheer level of power that was now overflowing from Mr. Vegeta into him. The power that Gohan put up his butt really couldn't compete. His body greedily demanded more, his boypussy milking the cock inside of him as they both came, trying to extract as much of that overwhelming energy as possible.
"Good boy," Praised the King as he felt his cock worked with such skill that it caused him to wonder if this boy might actually have the potential to become a sexual genius, even compared to his many other skilled pets.
Far from done, the King used his cum as the extra lubrication he needed to go to the next level on his new pet. The boy's moans transformed into high-pitched squeals as the King picked up the pace.
*slap slap slap slap*
"Want more of my cum?"
*slap slap slap slap*
"Yesss!"
*slap slap slap slap*
"Then take it, bitch,"
*SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP*
Goten transformed into a super saiyan just to be able to withstand what was happening to him. Even though he now had his own nimbus of light surrounding him, that which shone around Mr. Vegeta was so intense that when he looked down at his own belly, he could not only see it slightly bulging from the big thingy and loads of cum inside of him, but he also saw its glowing shape outlined within him, which he thought looked almost as neat as it felt. That was his last coherent thought as Mr. Vegeta went to and even higher level on his little body.
*SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP!*
Vegeta roared, his power level increasing to even beyond his maximum when in Super Saiyan Blue form, due to the Death Heat. He hadn't even gone Super Saiyan yet. He could clearly hear it in his own ears as his cock began forcefully spraying the largest load of his life up the boy's fuckhole.
The King watched as the boy roared as well, his little cock dancing as it splattered another small load of cum all over the place, and the boy's golden hair grew a little, becoming somewhat spikier than when he had first transformed.
The King kept fucking the boy for over two hours, going through the entire initial sex pet ritual that his own great Father had taught him in his youth. By the time he had deposited his sixth load at maximum power level into his new toy, the air was crackling with energy, and his pet's hair grew as long as a woman's right before his eyes, the sloppy furnace around his cock becoming even hotter and tighter than ever before.
*THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK*
The boy was now reaching back, clutching at the King's body as best as he could from his position as a dangling piece of sexmeat, trying to pull the King even further into himself, mashing his little boy butt as far onto the big cock as he could, like he was trying to fully fuse together with the King as they fucked.
The King grabbed the boy by that long hair and used it as leverage to fuck him even harder.
*THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK!*
. . .
*THWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAK!*
The King bottomed out in the boy once more and then fired by far the most intense volley of cum up his hungry little ass that he had ever shot in his life, and some of it gushed out of the boy's already overfilled hole.
"Thank you, Siiire!" The boy sincerely moaned with all of his heart.
A moment later, a strange sound split the air from the hallway and they both froze in their orgasmic bliss.
"Hey Vegeta, can I also use the new gravity room to warm up before Whis gets here?"
Goku rounded the corner of the hallway with both hands casually resting behind his head, a big, friendly smile on his face as he moved to the open door of the gravity room.
He was completely unprepared for what he saw there...

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