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The Ouji	By : Horuseye Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 8208 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own DragonballZ, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Ok, here a little explanation why I didn�t update on
adult-fanfiction.org for so long: I didn�t find the webside
anymore after the address changed. ^_^��

I was soooo unhappy,
thinking that I had some security program or something like that, which
prevented me from opening the page.

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Chapter 06
As soon as the words were
spoken, Vegeta felt something within him rise
violently. With a growl he pounced the boy, ravishing
his sweet mouth, pulling him so close it nearly hurt, moulding him to his
frame, trying to make them one, never to part again.
Goku drowned in the heated passion
his words had awakened. His mind was spinning; no coherent thought could come
to the surface during the storm the Ouji had roused
within his mind and soul. He had fought with himself so hard already,
questioning his feelings for his captor � never been desired like that before,
he wasn�t sure how to react, how to behave. He felt the need to be possessed by
this man rise within him, despite his freedom loving nature, despite the
circumstances of their meeting that should make him hating the man with all his
might. But it was also his nature to forgive easily, some
would call him a fool because of that, but � when he saw that look in the Ouji�s eyes, that feeling he still couldn�t name nor place,
he couldn�t deny himself any longer. He shut down every logical thought,
ignoring reality and the consequences of his actions for now, just to feel� to
feel him�
He found himself pinned
beneath the older man, feeling the cool sheets of the bed meet his heated skin,
only now noticing that the garment he�d worn had been removed completely. All
he could do was holding on for dear life, moaning and writhing beneath the
muscular frame above him, while the Ouji was mapping
out his skin with his hot mouth and incredibly strong hands.
He streched
out wantonly, giving up all pretense that he was
forced doing this. He could feel the blood pulsing in his veins, hammering a rythm of need and abondonment
into his skull. He could try as he might, he could not flee from his Ouji. Neither physically nor emotionally.
He had been caught and claimed, and even the slightest thought of being
abandoned made him feel sick.
He, who had always felt anwanted, marvelled in the feeling of being possesed in this way. He had always been the number two.
The second born son, born by a Geisha his father had an affair with. In
families like his the first born was the important one. It was about power and
the so called honour of the family. His brother had shown him very quickly how
unwanted an illegitimate child was. When he heard what Raditz
had done, the night he came here, the first thing he thought was that this was
just one more thing his brother did to torture him.
Sure, it was very unlikely
that his brother even considered him in his plans, but ... it hurt. This
loneliness hurt so much, eating away his soul slowly, and he could do nothing
about it. Sure, Turles cared about him, and there had
been a time when his father had shown the soft spot he held for his youngest,
but it had always been Raditz he had looked up to. He
still remembered the day he came to his father�s household. He had been exillirated to get a new big brother, something he had
always wanted. And he remembered the look of distaste on Raditz�s
face when he looked at him. Not that little Goku
would feel discouraged and making his brother his best friend, but in the end
his silly little dream had been shattered. While being violent during their
childhood, Raditz had started to be more civil around
him when he grew older. The only thing unsettling had been his tendency to
watch his brother�s every move. Probably to get him into
trouble at the slightest mishap. Goku always
felt uncomfortable when being fixated by his brother�s intense, unreadable
stare.
Something warm and wet
enveloped his rapidly hardening need. His body jerked with pleasure and a soft
moan made his way out of his heated body. And he could feel those hands, those
devilish forceful, tender hands on him. He quickly wondered if this obsession
for certain body parts of his captor were healthy, but his cock screamed yes
and he forgot anything else around him.
He jerked again when he felt
something cool against his opening, but his quick fear deflated as soon as he
met the gaze of those dark eyes again. His heart started to hammer even
stronger as he was carefully stretched. He soon was left panting and squirming
with need and something more�
Then the dreaded and longed
for moment came, and he felt so full of emotions, so full of him, that all he
could do was wrapping himself around the muscular frame above him and hold on.
Suddenly his hands were
unwrapped from broad shoulders and their fingers intertwined, as did their
gazes. A slow torturous rhythm was established and during the whole time their
eyes didn�t waver. They shared every emotion, every moan and gasp, and it only
seemed to intensify the heat and the trembling mixture of hormones and
emotions.
And when their sanity was
washed away with unbearable pleasure, they realised both that they had found
what they had longed for without even realising it, and then darkness swallowed
what was left of them.
Turles was a little confused. Ok,
make that a lot confused. After showing him around,
and briefing him about everything he had to know Nappa
had suddenly grinned at him and announced: �Since you are new and we have yet
to trust you, you will be accompanied by a constant companion. He is one of our
most trusted men, so don�t try any tricks, got that? As long as you prove
loyal, he will be your ally, and if you need something he will be the one to
ask.�
Then he was on the receiving
end of a pat on the back, before being shoved into a large garage, filled with
demolished cars. The door was slammed shut behind him, and he could hear Nappa whistle happily.
Turles shrugged and started to
search through this car cemetery. He followed the noises of someone tinkering
with a car � something he was familiar with since his youth. The second son of
a yakuza had been known for his interest in cars. Mainly
those who belonged to others.
Yeah, the good old days�
Soon he arrived
near a sleek black sports car,
and beneath the hood he saw one
of the most spectacular asses he had the pleasure
to see. Very, very tight black
jeans,
well formed muscles rippling beneath them. Oh, and it wriggled reeeeeaaly
nice.
Turles had
never truly understood his brothers
interest in women. Not when you could
get something like this. His hands twitched slightly. Yeah, a companion indeed.
He would make sure that this
one never left his side.
Suddenly the
hot body turned slowly and a mass of shining black silky
hair appeared, dark, challenging eyes, and a very well developed male upper body. A naked sweaty male upper body.
Another thing
Turles never understood was that people assumed one of a gay couple
had to be feminine looking. (1) For him it was male strength that got
him up. The more dangerous
the better. This one seemed
young, a little older than his nephew (2), but the fire burning in his eyes wasn�t that of an innocent, and he could already feel his blood pool on the
southern part of his body.
And if
he read the tilt of his hip correctly, the way the others
eyes ranked all over his body and the tongue slowly
tracing full lips, the lust
was mutual.
�Wanna
check out if everything is in perfect working
order?� The husky voice made Turles
skin tingle, and the blatant invitation made by a sexy tilt of the head
and a slight spreading of two long legs
woke the animal within Turles.
Slowly he stalked
towards the younger man until they were nose
to nose, tasting each others breath.
Turles placed his large hands next to the
hips he wanted to touch and murmured: �I�m Turles.�
I�m really
sorry for the long delay.
My life has changed so much
since I�ve become a University student that it as kinda
difficult for me to get into
the mood for writing. I�ve
begun with this chappie an eternity ago, and I hope it still works
out well.
Anyways, I was getting
kinda self-conscious, and I
myself don�t know the reason
for that, because I never got a flame nor a bad review. It�s just that I still don�t have much
experience with lemons, and I wasn�t sure if I could
continue like this. Apparently I can, although I fear this one
got a little sappy.
By the
way, did you guys know that
a broken cable can mess with
the data on your computer? I�ve lost a lot of data, including the beginning
of this chapter, or at least I thought so. Imagine my elation
when I accidentally came upon it. Otherwise
I would have been stuck even longer. �� Oh, and all those people who wanted
to be notified when I update, I�m sorry, e-mail addresses
where some of those things I lost, even the one
of my beta reader, so this fic is as I�ve
written it spontaneously. I hope it doesn�t sound
weird at times.
You can, by the way, thank
mainly MonkeyGurL and Soran
Marlovic, whose reviews mysteriously kicked my lazy
ass in gear. After reading those two I was somehow inspired enough to finish
this chappie.
The reviewer WildRed Strawberry gave this idea � anybody talented enough
to draw sexy Goku in a Kimono? Maybe while Vegeta seducing him? grin
I am certainly NOT able to
draw this well, but it would be kinda nice to have
some pictures accompanying the fic � drawing scenes
out of this fic � or something like that. I�ve seen
other fics having that.
Well, maybe
I�m a little too enthusiastic about this � how
do you guys think about it?
(1)Ok, first of all I don�t dislike fics
where one or more are
described as a little delicate, feminine looking. I like them, too.
But I wanted to express that there are
different kinds of gay relationships. And I think it suites Turles
and Broli. Two dangerous male having
the hots for each other.
Broli might appear slutty most
of the time, but the reasons for
this will also be revealed in time.
(2) Weren�t Goku and Broli born on the same
day in the series? I don�t know if I should do the same here. But Broli has been through a lot of shit in this fic, which you will learn more about later on, and these
experiences make him appear older, in the way he thinks and acts, his whole
attitude.
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