Passport to Paradise | By : gokugirl Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3591 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter 5
Kakarotto located a small lake once they'd decided to stop
for the night and they went swimming. It was deep enough that they could swim,
but not deep enough that they had to tread water. At least, Kakarotto
didn't have to tread water. Vegeta frowned at his lover when they were in the
middle of the lake and he could still keep his feet. The water was up to his
shoulders, however.
"Hold on to me," the teen said after a while. So the prince wrapped
his arms around his neck and his legs around his waist and felt a little like a
baby animal riding on its mother's back. Kakarotto's soft cock nestled within
his crack, pressing against a place that had never been explored before. With
all of his previous lovers Vegeta had easily taken the dominant role. It scared
him a little to realize that he wouldn't mind being submissive if it was
Kakarotto he was submitting to.
Large hands massaged his rear. "Master," he whispered. "You feel
so good."
"So do you."
It was still daylight though the sun was quickly setting. The lake was
surrounded by trees, but it was large enough that the water itself was fairly
open. There could be archers in the trees, voyeurs on the shore, but Vegeta
found that he just didn't care. His body yearned for Kakarotto and his sweet
ministrations.
It also yearned for something else, something he had never tried before, but it
was still too soon to ask his young lover to play top to his bottom.
"Kakarotto," he whispered, his mouth sucking at his neck. "It's
been too long."
"It was only yesterday, Master." His voice was teasing.
"When it comes to you, it could be five minutes ago and I would still want
you much like a man dying from thirst would want a drink of water." His
lips returned to his neck, sucking with all of his strength, hoping to leave a
mark. There was a slight movement beneath him as Kakarotto began to rise to the
occasion even in the cold water of the lake. The teen, never losing his hold on
his ass, carried him ashore and set him down on his feet. Then he kneeled before
his master and began to worship his erect member.
Vegeta clenched his hands in his soft hair, eyes closing to mere slits. He had
never doubted Kakarotto's skill at fellatio, but he'd had no idea that he was so
good. The prince's own skills paled in comparison since he had never orally
stimulated a male partner before he'd purchased Kakarotto, but the teen had
never had anyone give him pleasure before so he hadn't noticed in the slightest.
"I'm close," Vegeta moaned. His legs trembled, threatening to spill
him upon the ground, but Kakarotto's hands held up him and lent him strength. He
could feel the imminent explosion growing ever nearer, could feel his testicles
draw up close to his body, and then he felt Kakarotto stop. Not only did his
sucking motions cease but he also removed his mouth completely. Vegeta opened
his eyes to stare at him in disbelief.
"Not yet," the teen said. "I want to feel you inside of me."
He then positioned himself on his back in the thick grass. "Please."
He could only stare for a long moment, wondering what he'd done to deserve such
a beautiful lover. He thought it had to be something monumental, but nothing
came to mind. Maybe he was just incredibly lucky.
There was another position he wanted to try, but he didn't know if Kakarotto
would be willing. "Can you turn over for me? Get on your
hands-and-knees?" The look on the teen's face said that it was the last
thing he wanted to do, but he did so anyway. The scars were shiny pink and in
sharp contrast with the paleness of what little unblemished skin that peeked
through.
Kneeling behind him, he caressed the smooth flesh of his rear beneath his hands.
There weren't any scars to speak of, most of the real damage was on his back.
His hands traveled up slowly to touch the scars, feeling the roughness of the
skin, wishing that such a thing had never happened. He took the time to kiss his
back as if his soft touches could erase those years of pain, and felt Kakarotto
trembling beneath him.
"Are you all right?" he asked.
"You-you're not disgusted by them?" His voice trembled as well.
"They always said that others would be, that no one else would want me
because I'm damaged goods."
"I don't care what they said. It makes me angry to see your scars because
someone dared to hurt you, but they don't change how I feel about you." He
placed one final kiss to the small of his back, right above his tail, and then
moved lower.
His tongue bathed those two perfect cheeks, relishing in the soft moans that
Kakarotto gave. He hardly hesitated before dipping his tongue between them,
worshipping this secret flesh as often as he'd worshipped his lips. He knew how
well Kakarotto washed himself. He had seen it with his own eyes.
"Ma-Master," he whimpered, sinking down onto the ground when his
elbows became too weak to hold him up. His tongue was penetrating him now,
preparing him for entry by something far larger. After one final lick he felt
Vegeta position himself. His body was so relaxed, so loose, that he knew he
would feel little pain, if any at all. The sensation of Vegeta sliding into him
and filling him up nearly made him cry it felt so good.
"Are you ready?" the prince asked him after he'd waited a moment for
his body to adjust.
Kakarotto pushed himself up onto his hands again. "Uh huh."
"Then I won't hold back." It was the only warning he received before
his hips began to thrust. This time the prince was able to pick up speed right
away and every forceful thrust nearly sent Kakarotto back to lie upon the
ground. The teen was moaning continuously, sometimes sounding as if someone was
trying to kill him, punctuating with a little grunt each time he moved back to
meet Vegeta. You definitely couldn't say that he wasn't an active participant.
Vegeta's hands clutched at Kakarotto's slender hips to give himself more
leverage. The teen's tail thrashed against his stomach, even darting down to
grip his cock each time he withdrew. Vegeta's own tail had wound itself around
his leg, doing its best to cut off his circulation as if it had a mind of its
own.
"Master!" Kakarotto gasped. He wanted to be touched, but didn't dare
remove one of his hands from the ground. He writhed desperately. "T-touch
me!"
He was confused, but only for a second. His right hand slipped beneath
Kakarotto's body to grasp his twitching cock, squeezing it tightly within his
fist. It was all the extra stimulation that the teen needed. In an instant he
exploded, screaming so loudly that a large group of birds in the trees above
took to flight, clouding the sky with their bodies. His body contracted almost
painfully, bringing Vegeta over with ease.
Afterward they lay on the grass in each other's arms both trying to get their
breath back. "That was amazing," Kakarotto said sincerely.
The prince chuckled and kissed his sweat-dampened forehead. "I try my best.
We should go back into the lake. We're sweaty and dirt is probably adhering to
our bodies with every passing second."
"I think my bones melted," the teen sighed dreamily.
Vegeta smiled and began to laugh. "You're so cute sometimes."
"And I'm not cute all the time?"
"No." Kakarotto adopted an offended expression. "You're
absolutely irresistible." He was somehow able to get to his feet and he
extended his hand to his lover once he had steadied himself. "Less than a
week to go until we'll be able to make love in a real bed again."
"And I can't wait."
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