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The Meaning of Pride	By : CardDragonBall Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 13043 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-The Meaning of Pride
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-6
- 7-7
- 8-8
- 9-9
- 10-10
- 11-11
- 12-12
- 13-13
- 14-14
- 15-15
- 16-16
- 17-17
- 18-18
- 19-19
- 20-LEMONY INTERLUDE Tr/Gt
- 21-20
- 22-21
- 23-22
- 24-23
- 25-24
- 26-25
- 27-26
- 28-27
- 29-28
- 30-29
- 31-30
- 32-31
- 33-32
- 34-33
- 35-34
- 36-35
- 37-36
- 38-37
- 39-38
- 40-39
- 41-40
- 19
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- 21
The Meaning of Pride

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Time
for the warnings portion:

A.
I own nothing but my own two hands.
All the characters portrayed here were kidnapped from their show DBZ and
forced to enact my wishes.

B.
Whilst mostly I strive to make this �in character� and not �AU� we must
all remember it is fanfiction. (I�m
getting a bit snotty here, aren�t I?)

C.
Smut. Vegeta POV. Slash.
(That�s two boys bumping uglies, by the way.)

D.
If you didn�t read the warnings, you are on your own I have no sympathy
for you.

And
lastly:

Got this idea off the DBZ Saiyan
Slash mailing list. Will probably be
posting it there and at AFF.net

LEMONY INTERLUDE OF THE GOTEN
& TRUNKS VARIETY

~~***

Asking his Dad about it had
really just been an excuse to get something akin to parental permission. Because he hadn�t honestly expected his
father to even muster enough coherent thought to say �ok� but was rather
pleased that he had. So now he was a
Saiyan on a mission. Because he was
sick and tired of Trunks always staring at his ass like it was the most
interesting thing in the whole universe�which it was, but occasionally his ass
needed a break from the intense observation.
After all, even rear-ends got shy.
So, he was going to put an end to this dilemma and just grab his best friend,
toss him to the ground and have his wicked, wicked way with him. Just so they could go back to being the way
they were before Trunks realized that he had hormones and thought about sex and
that he was attracted to his best friend.

Because
everyone thought he, Goten, was the cute and genki one that just smiled and
stood our looking oblivious. But Trunks
was the one that hadn�t realized they hit puberty already. So, just so he could keep from ripping his
hair out in annoyance, Goten was going to speed that realization up a little
bit.

Stood
around and waited for Trunks to show up�he undoubtedly went to go find his
father to do whatever it was that him and the almighty Prince of Saiyans
did. Oh, and there was the object of
his lust approaching. Looked like he
had recently been blushing. Had that
flustered look. Adorable. Especially sense Trunks thought that he was
the best at everything he ever did (which was apparently a genetic disorder
that came with being related to Vegeta.)

�Hey,�
Trunks said.

Goten
wanted a stop watch so huld uld clock just how quickly Trunks eyes went from
looking at his fact to his ass. �Hi!�
he said.

Yep. He was ready, but the real question ought to
be, Are you ready? Not that he was
going to give his friend any warning before he moved forward and grabbed him,
held him still and pressed their mouths together. Trunks opened his mouth to object or in shock, and Goten ran his
tongue across Trunks� teeth, flicked at his mouth and moved his hands from
around the shoulders, moved them down, to his lower back, pulled him closer and
felt that yes, indeedy, his friend was definitely interested.

Pulled
back, licked his lips, held their hips together. �Are you ready?� Goten asked.
Ground against Trunks even as the normally arrogant one stared at him
and flushed red all over his cheeks.
But he was rubbing right back, and his hands were curled painfully tight
into Goten�s upper arms.

�Wha�?�

He
briefly considered pausing the little grinding session, stepping back and
bringing logic back into a situation had deteriorated into sensation. Decided that wasn�t a good plan, moved his
hand down, between their bodies, slipped under Trunks� waist band. Down into his pants and wrapped his fingers
around the hardness hidden therein.
Watched Trunks gasp for air and that was probably the most amusing and
the most vulnerable he had ever seen his friend. Moved his hand and Trunks grimaced, looked at
him�vindictively�then pushed his hand into Goten�s pants and even the odds.

Tightened
his hand and stroked him until Goten felt the flush creeping into his face and
DAMMIT, Trunks was not going to one-up him.
He pulled his hand away, undid the pants to free him and then set about
stroking him again, while he used his free hand to reach into his pants�they
were being undone�pocket and pull out the lubrication that he had brought. (Stolen from his father�s bathroom, but
honestly, with all the lube they had who would notice one little tube
missing?)

�Hey,�
he said�took great pleasure that he was still able to form coherent words and
the best Trunks managed was a dazed look��Help me open this.� Held it and
nodded at the stupid screw top. (Who
put screw tops on lube? Sheesh, horny
people did not want to waste time opening the damn thing.) Trunks looked confused but did as he was
asked. �Alright now give him your hand.� And it was starting to look like he was
going to have to walk his dear best friend through ever single step. He squeezed the clear oily gel onto Trunks�
waiting fingers. �Now,� he said, �We
need to�� he backed them up until his
back was pressed up against a tree, took his hand off Trunks� hardness and
pushed his pants off. Thought of how
ridiculous they must look with Trunks standing there one hand held up in the
air with oil on his fingers and the other wrapped around Goten�no longer moving
sadly�while Goten wiggled out of his pants.

When
he was appropriately half-naked he coated one of his own hands in the gel,
wrapped it around Trunks again and made him all nice and slippery�which caused
a deep rumbling groan.

�Goten,�
Trunks moaned, �What�why? Are you�?�

Ah. The eloquent speech of the Demi-Prince. He lifted one of his legs up and hooked it
around Trunks. �Alright, now you need
to get your hand off my dick and put your fingers to good use.� Waited to see if Trunks was going to catch
on as he hovered there practically screaming �Take me now!�

~~~***

Er? Maybe he should have just said �yeah dad, I
have no bloody fucking clue what the hell I�m supposed to be doing, do you
think you could give me a quick run down of the detailspanspan
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He had just left, and now he was all panty and wanting and throbbing
thanks to the genki one, but he had no clue what he was suppose to be do now now.

Because
girls came all equipped with the necessities.
Boys he wasn�t so sure about.
Now he was standing there with his ass hanging out in the wind, erection
covered in oily stuff, fingers covered in and trying to figure out what use his
fingers were supposed to be fulfilling while Goten�since when did he know
everything anyway�gave him a very amused look.

�Maybe
we should start simpler.� He squeezed
more of that gel onto his own fingers.
Reached down, bent forward a little and canted his hips forward, ran a
finger across his�OH GOD! He was g
pu
put his� you know� Down there?! That had to hurt� Which
is probably why he as covered with the oily stuff. Oh. But his
fingers?

Goten
was rolling his eyes, and biting his lip in concentration as he moved his
finger inside of himself. (Memo to
self, never eat food that Goten has prepared unless you have watched him wash
his hands.) He grimaced by moved his
own fingers down, let Goten show him how to push them in and felt a weird sense
of distorted reality overtake him.

This
so could not be real.

(Never
mind he had been actively fantasizing about doing this for a month. But all of those fantasies started somewhere
in the middle where he was already inside of Goten and didn�t need to worry
about the gritty little details like how the hell he was supposed to be inside
of him.)

Goten
straightened up again, opened his mouth and closed his eyes. Opened his legs�and how come he had enough
concentrationkeepkeep himself floating in air like that�and rolled them forward
a little bit. �AHHhhhh, right there,�
he said. Opened his eyes a little and
looked at Trunks. �Just keep moving
your fingers like that for a minute.�

Surreal. Not real.
When were they going to get to the part that Trunks had been thinking
about?

He
dutifully did as he was told, conceded that he wasn�t having something stuck up
there so he wasn�t about to tell Goten what to do when it came to the
preparation. Watched the chibi as his
neck got all pink, and watched him bite his knuckle and WHIMPER for goodness
sake. A whimper that went straight to
his groin and reminded him that he had a neglected throbbing erection.

�All�right,�
Goten said, grabbed him by that very erection and pulled him close, angled him
so that he was pressed against the opening he slid his fingers out of. A leg wrapped around him and pulled him
inside.

FUCK.

Goten
giggled. The chibi, he giggled. Touched his face and lifted his chin up so
he was looking directly at his friend, at the way he was so very amused. And then he pressed his lips to Gotens,
crushed their mouths together, opened his mouth and met his best friend�s
tongue. Stilled once he was completely inside
of Goten, remembered how his fingers had moved to make the little genki one
pant, and shifted them a little. Felt
one of Goten�s arms raise above him as he started to thrust into him. Felt the bounce of that body against his,
and was unfortunately separated from that mouth when Goten pulled back.

�Seems
like the slow start is going to pay off,� Goten informed him breathlessly. Bared his teeth and panted, rolled his head
back and forth against the tree. Tried
to get the leverage to push against him, but couldn�t so he whined�damn that
noise!�and said: �Alright, we�re moving
to the ground now.�

Trunks
turned them, tipped them over, landed on top of Goten and found that he was
pressed farther inside that heat.
Groaned and rested his forehead on the hard chest under him as his hips
moved frantically. Felt Goten�s meeting
the battering and opening as far as they would go, heard the whimpering and thought
that noise would one day kill him.

�Wait�wait,�
Goten said.

WAIT?! FOR WHAT?
But he stopped, bit his lip and looked miserably at his best
friend. Saw Goten smile at him again. �Sheesh,� he said, �Baby.� Moved out from under him, pulled back so
Trunks was no longer inside of him�unacceptable�and then turned over. Held himself up on his hands and knees. �Alright,� he said, �Think you can figure
out how to get back in?�

Yep. Got that one covered. Pressed back into him, and heard the whole
body groan come out of Goten. Thought
that if it felt better to take him in this way he wasn�t about to protest. Thrust against the hips, into that
incredible heat and watched Goten lower his upper body, keeping his hips and
his very nice ass up in the air. Heard those
breathless little moans again.

�Hand,�
Goten said.

Oh,
yeah, forgot that his friend had an erection too. Moved his hand around and wrapped around the hardness. Pulled on it in time with his frantic
thrusting. Felt everything centering on
the feeling of slipping in and out of that tight entrance, felt the friction
and the heat and slid his free hand up and down the back under him, felt the
slick sweat and the heat of the skin, grunted and made something like a
nonsensical yell as he felt it all exploding.

Felt
Goten�s own orgasm as it washed over his hand and pulled out of him again,
collapsed onto the ground next to Goten.
Panted. Watched his friend climb
back to his feet and pick up his pants.

�What
the hell?� he finally managed to say, �Was that?�

�I�m
tired of kicking your ass because you�re staring at mine.� An amused grin, �Now that you know what its
like, maybe you�ll start fighting like you used to.�

He
shook his head. Finally caught his
breath. �I can�t believe you sometimes.�

A
shrug. �Well, I�m going to go take a
dip in the lake over here. Wanna come?�

He
had the feeling that was some sort of double proposition, climbed to his feet
and fixed his pants. �Sure,� he said.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~****

I
had to put something out there to break up the endless angst that was chapter
19. Hopefully you chuckled amusedly at
this.

Trunks: NO
FAIR! I should have known what I was
doing.

Goten: You
should have but you did not.

Trunks: That�s
not what I meant.

Goten: It�s
what you said.
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