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Learning the Truth	By : PrinceJiita Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2617 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 4

Tonight the music was much louder than the last time. Vegeta was up on the gallery again, watching the dance floor. Kakarott had entered the building only five minutes before him, but again he could not see as much as a blonde hair of his rival. What was Kakarott doing here?

He watched a man pulling a younger one along the gallery opposite his own position, leading him by a leash. That seemed to be a normal thing here. Suddenly the man pulled back one of the curtains adorning the walls. Vegeta had thought they were purely decorative, but this one was concealing a doorway!

The prince left his position and made his way over to the spot where the man had vanished, passing by the many alcoves occupied by more of the places visitors. In one alcove a brown haired guy was giving another man a blowjob. Vegeta crinkled his nose at the smell of humans having sex. It still unnerved him somewhat.

He lifted the curtain and slipped into the hallway. Stairs led down into a kind of basement on one side and up to the second floor on the other side. He hesitated for a moment then took the stairs leading down.

Another hallway, many closed doors. Vegeta opened one at random. Then his mouth opened in surprise. This was not what he had expected. He had expected a cellar or a storeroom, not a place that looked like it had sprung out of some dark porn movie.

In the middle of the room stood a huge chair, much like a throne. A few steps led up to that throne, and those steps had chains embedded in them. There were some cushions strewn all over the place and the room smelled of sex. Vegeta closed the door again.

Behind the next door was another room filled with the most bizarre furniture he had ever seen. One thing looked like a pillory to him, the other was some kind of table with chains. Vegeta sighed as he saw some sex toys strewn all over the place. That room seemed to have been in use not long ago.

Cabinets covered the walls and Vegeta opened one of them at random. A variety of bottles and dildos looked back at him. The prince shook his head as he closed the cabinet again.

Out in the hallways Vegeta pondered if it made sense to open another door at random. He understood by now that he was in some kind of sex club, a place for the perverts to enjoy their strange games. But what the fuck did that have to do with Kakarott? Maybe the answer could be found upstairs, not down here in the basement. He hastened his steps, returning to the stairs and continuing upwards to the second floor.

Vegeta found himself in another hallway with doors. He opened one at random and went in. And again he was stunned. He had expected more porn rooms, but instead he stood in a bedroom. Admittedly, is was a rather luxurious bedroom, with a huge fourposter bed in the middle, but compared to the dungeonlike rooms in the cellar, this was a nice change to the normal.

Vegeta frowned. Something was strange about the place. It took the prince a few moments to realize what it was. Something was amiss. His tail moved from side to side as he suddenly realized what it was that was missing. The stench! The omnipresent smell of human sex!

‘Those puny idiots do it everywhere but in this great bedroom?’ The Prince of All Saiyajin shook his head. But then his olfactory sense registered something else, something different. He moved closer to the bed and touched the sheets, lifting them up a bit. Kakarott! That was his smell, no other person could ever smell like that! Kakarott must have been here!

“My, my, ‘Geta, do you have no idea about privacy?”

Vegeta froze up, hearing those words being whispered right into his ear. For a moment he was stunned, unable to do anything. His eyes widened, then he spun around, almost colliding with the other’s broad chest. Vegeta looked up and blushed, even though he tried to hide his embarrassment. ‘Shit, why did I have to get caught in such a stupid position!’

“Kakarott, what kind of a fucked up place is this?” he demanded to know, trying to make his voice sound cold and harsh, only half succeeding.

“This....is my bedroom, ‘Geta.”

Vegeta wished that baka would move back just a little, he was trapped between the bed and the other Saiyajin’s massive body. But Kakarott semmed not willing to budge. He growled in annoyance.

“I mean this whole damned place, baka! What are you doing here? The harpy said you work at a construction company! Why do you come to a place where all those puny creatures come to for a weird game of sex?” Vegeta stared up into Kakarott’s calm turquoise eyes, feeling still trapped and confused. The smell of the other Saiyajin made him nervous. ‘Why? Why am I so nervous now?’ The scent was familiar and should have had a calming effect, but something inside of the prince’s mind was not right.

“Why don’t you sit down and we talk. I think I have startled you a little.” Kakarott’s voice was soft and gentle, almost playful.

“Hmpf.” Vegeta just let himself sink down on the bed, crossing his arms in front of his chest. Kakarott pulled a chair up to the bed, sitting down right in front of the smaller man, their knees almost touching. A few minutes passed in silence.

“Have you calmed down now?”

“I had no need to calm down. Now tell me, what is this place?” Vegeta’s voice sounded just as arrogant and cool as usual now. Kakarott chuckled.

“This is a club for people with special sexual interests.”

“I already noticed that, baka, I’m not stupid. What are you doing here? Why are you not at your job at the construction company?”

Kakarott laughed at those words. “Well, since you took all the pains of coming here tonight, I think I should tell you the truth. I worked at the company for two days, then I decided that this is no job for somebody like me.”

Vegeta nodded in silence. The baka was right, it was no job for a Saiyajin. “Stop beating around the bush, Kakarott, tell me everything!”

“Oh, you want the whole story? Nah, ‘Geta, that will cost you.”

Vegeta’s eyes opened wider. “You want me to give you money for telling me a story?”

This time Kakarott laughed even louder. “Nah, ‘Geta, I don’t want money from you. I don’t need money. What I want is your trust, and a sign that I can trust you before I begin my soul strip. You always told me that I should not give any information to anybody, ‘cause they might use them against me. Now I want a sign from you that I can trust you not to use anything I’m going to tell you against me.”

The prince looked surprised at the taller Saiyajin. He was right, it looked like Kakarott had learned something after all. And he seemed to have changed.

“What do you want?” Vegeta’s body tensed up when Kakarott leaned forward.

“I want you to relax. Here is the deal. You lay down on my bed and I’ll blindfold you. You are not supposed to move. If you do, the deal is off. If you refuse, you can just as well go home now, for I’ll not tell you anything. The choice is yours.”

Vegeta swallowed. Never had he heard the other Saiyajin talk like that to him, in such a firm, strong voice. The idea of being blindfolded did not suit him well, but now he was too close to discovering the truth to back down now. Besides, if he refused, Kakarott might think he, the Prince of All Saiyajin, was scared.

“Hn. Just do what you want.” Vegeta turned sideways and lay down on the bed. He placed his arms to his sides and did not move again. Kakarott smiled and stood up.

‘Oh, I will, ‘Geta, I will.’ Kakarott thought. The opened a drawer and took out a piece of black silk. He went back to the bed and sat down next to Vegeta. “Sit up for a moment.”

Vegeta sat up and Kakarott moved behind him. The smaller man could not help it, the warm body of the other Saiyajin in his back made his insides churn. The blindfold was placed over his eyes and tied at the side of his head. ‘How thoughtful. He made sure I won’t have to rest my head on the knot.’

“Lie back down.” Kakarott had left the position behind him. The way those words were spoken raised defiance in the prince. He didn’t take orders like that. But what good would it do to fight now? He had agreed to the deal, so he laid back down and waited.

Kakarott watched the prince for a long moment, taking in every little details of the other’s appearance. How beautiful he looked. The lithe body, the handsome regal features, the soft midnight black hair. The well defined muscles. ‘You dressed up today. Those clothes are new.’

“Alright.” Kakarott finally broke the silence. His eyes still lingered over Vegeta’s form on the bed. He leaned back in his chair.

“I promised you the whole story. That means I must go back a bit further. A while ago I noticed something had changed in me, in my personality. Maybe it had been there all along, but I just then became aware of it. My lust for dominance. I enjoy dominating others. It turns me on.” Kakarott watched closely how the other Saiyajin would react to those words.

Vegeta tensed up a little, but not because he was uncomfortable. It was more the voice in which Kakarott spoke, and the aura of the Super Saiyajin next to him. Both made Vegeta’s inside tingle and resonate with the low guttural sounds mixed between Kakarott’s words.

“I found a club in the city that would cater nicely to my needs. Would you believe that people give you a lot of money to be humiliated by you? To service and worship you?”

“Do you mean you had sex with others for money? Like a common whore?” Vegeta’s voice gave away too much, he was not really angry, as he would have liked Kakarott to think, but more shocked at the confession.

“Now, ‘Geta, speaking is a form of movement. If you say one more word, the deal is off and I’ll never tell you anything anymore. Nod if you understand me.”

Vegeta closed his mouth again and nodded. He was so curious about the story and so drawn in by that voice that not for one moment he thought about not obeying. He didn’t even realize that he had been ordered around in the most harsh way.

“Yes, I had sex with other people for money, but not in the way you might think. I was always in control. I only did to them what I liked.” Kakarott’s golden tail softly began to slide up and down Vegeta’s arm, caressing the exposed skin. Vegeta shivered lightly. Kakarott smiled and stood up. He sat down next to the smaller Saiyajin again and bend over him. When Vegeta wanted to sit up Kakarott firmly pressed a hand to his chest, pushing him down.

“Remember our deal. You are not to move.” Kakarott let his hand trail down Vegeta’s chest down to his belly. The fishnet shirt did not cover up much and Kakarott could feel Vegeta shiver under the touch.

“If I liked a man I may have allowed him to suck my cock. If he pleased me very well, I might have granted him the pleasure of fucking his ass. If I wasn’t in the mood, I did not allow him to come.” The fingers kept caressing Vegeta’s skin, turquoise eyes taking in the beautiful sight. Vegeta’s lips were now slightly parted, low soft moans escaping his throat. The prince seemed blithely unaware of all of that. Kakarott’s voice was all that filled his mind at the moment, he didn’t think about the whole situation he was in.

“The club unfortunately closed down a few weeks ago. So I decided to invest the money I had made in this club. Chichi had come up with the stupid idea of me working at that company, but it gave me a great oportunity.”

Vegeta whimpered slightly as Kakarott’s skilled fingers made contact with his hard cock. The bulge showed very well through the tight leather pants. The prince’s hand moved slightly, as if to grab for Kakarott, but then he just balled his fist at his side. Kakarott smiled and nodded.

“That’s right, you remembered. I decided to give some of the money I make here to Chichi to shut her up. And if you wonder, no, I have no guilty conscience because of her. Our marriage was never based on love. She wanted kids, I wanted a cook and maid. We both got what we wanted. She was pestering me the whole time, and so I think I owe her nothing.” Kakarott’s fingers skillfully massaged Vegeta’s hardening manhood through the fabric.

“I never liked sex with her. She is boring and not into it. I always enjoyed the company of others a lot more.” He smiled and leaned forward, his lips almost touching Vegeta’s.

Vegeta felt the other Saiyajin’s breaths on his skin. “And I think you enjoy my company a lot more right now than you ever enjoyed Bulma’s. By the way, you just look stunning tonight. Much better than the first time you came here.....Yes, I know, I have seen you. And I knew you would come back. You were just too curious. And now that I have told you all this, I want you to think about something. I want you to think about if you want to come back here. If you do, I can show you a lot of things you might enjoy. But that is up to you now.” With those words Kakarott bend down lower and kissed the prince, his hands grabbing Vegeta’s face and pulling him towards himself. Kakarott’s tongue slid into the other’s mouth, passionately exploring the depth.

Before Vegeta could react in any way the kiss was broken and the weight on the bed disappeared. With a start he sat up and pulled the blindfold off his eyes. He was alone in the room, Kakarott had vanished.

“Damn you!” What was that supposed to mean? How could Kakarott pull such a stunt and then simply leave him alone?

Vegeta got up from the bed and opened the window. With an angry growl he shot into the night skies.
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