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Desecration: Alternate	By : sefiru Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 5933 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Desecration:
Alternate Epilogue Arc

Disclaimer: O hai mr toriyama, i borrow saiyans kthnx.

Pairings: Vegeta x Goku

Warnings: NC-17: BDSM, violence, language, yaoi, M/M

Flavor of the week: group sex.

Zofo: dude, you asked for farther,
you�re gonna get it.

CrimsonTide: Kamesennin is
dying to know what he missed ^^

solitaire1, kit-kit: glad you liked it.

Pun_xy: exhibitionism is why we�re here ^_^

The kink continues! This week is less character development, more lemon � to be honest I�m not sure if it
works quite like I want. Oh well.

***

Epilogue 2: Everyone Bangs Goku

***

�� Vegeta had
arranged Kakarott in a fairly ordinary position this evening; he was on all
fours before Vegeta�s armchair, impaled on a dong fastened to a floor stand. A
strap around his balls was also attached to the stand by a short chain, so that
when he pulled away from the phallus, his sac would be painfully stretched. He
was placed side-on to the chair in the perfect spot for Vegeta to use him as a
footstool, which he did, and enjoy the view. �Fuck yourself on the dildo while
we talk, slave. Long strokes.�

�� Ooh, yes, my
prince.� Kakarott started rocking, barely able to keep to a slow pace despite �
or because of � the pain in his balls. Vegeta smirked. For once they�d spent
the entire day together, sparring, and to his surprise he�d rather enjoyed it;
he hadn�t had a good fight in ages, and besides, he got to see sweaty,
half-naked Kakarott. It made him all the more eager to carry out the idea he
had in mind.

�� Kakarott. You know what I�ve wanted to do since the old
man�s party.�

�� Yeah, my
prince, you like seeing me get fucked.�

�� Vegeta smirked. �Exactly. Do you have any preferences on who I invite?�

�� Uh � just stick
to � people I know.�

�� Even your
sons?�

�� Kakarott
flushed. �Uh � sure.�

�� Even kamesennin?�

�� .�

�� Hn. I don�t want to see that
anyway. Continue, slave.�

***

�� The day had
arrived, and Goku was a little nervous. The
invitations had gone out to just about all the Z fighters � and most of them
had confronted him shortly afterward to find out if he was serious � but he
wasn�t sure how many of them would show up. He�d never even thought about
having sex with most of them. He had no idea how this would turn out, but
Vegeta was there and in charge, so things would come out all right.

�� What a long way
they�d come. Once he got Vegeta to dominate him, not just beat him up, he was
content in a way he hadn�t known for all his life. And he got to start and end
every day with his hands all over the Prince of All Saiyans;
what could be better than that? He didn�t expect Vegeta to love him in return,
that was a human concept, but the Prince was pleased with him and valued him,
and used him, and he was more than satisfied.

�� Vegeta walked
around him, making one last check. He was set on all fours on a low table, with
a cock ring and his tail bound to his collar but no other restrains; his anus
had been well cleaned and lubed. Vegeta�s armchair was placed off to his side
for the optimum view. Vegeta himself was clothed, so to speak, in loose pants
that Goku knew had a slit in each side so he could
easily touch himself. He ran a hand over Goku�s tail.
�Are you ready?�

�� Yes, my prince.�

�� Good.� Vegeta
went to the door and threw it open. �All right, everyone form an orderly line.
Here are the rules: you will each fuck Kakarott in the ass until you come
inside him. I am not interested in seeing any slapping, spanking or so-called
dirty talk. You also will not touch his mouth or his cock. Anything else is
fair game.� He took his seat and casually stuck one hand in his pants. �Begin.�

�� Goku shifted his hips, and his tail fur ruffled. Who was
first �? Quick steps behind him, and then small hands
on his back � Chaozu, huh? He�d never seen the little
telepath without his clothes, and he was suddenly curious. How was he hung?
Luckily for him, Chaozu didn�t waste any time. �Hi, Goku. Let me show you what I
got.� And he stuck it right in. Goku purred a little;
the cock was not particularly large, but it had an upward curve that gave an
unusual sensation. It was a good way to start the evening. Chaozu
didn�t have much stamina though, and he came just as Goku
was starting to really enjoy himself. He supposed the telepath hadn�t gotten
any recently.

�� Next up was Krillin. He was one of the ones Goku
had used his puppy eyes on: Come on,
won�t you support me in this? Please? His touch was hesitant, and Goku could just imagine the blush on his face. �You�re
really enjoying this.�

�� Uh-huh.� Maybe Krillin could use some encouragement; he took aim, and
shoved back right onto the waiting cock. His friend squeaked in surprise, and
Vegeta chuckled. Then Krillin remembered what he was
here for and started thrusting; he was average length, thick and straight.
Nice. He was also taking a lot longer to get off than Chaozu,
but he wasn�t going as hard or as fast as Goku liked.
He flexed his inner muscles around him for some extra sensation, and felt Krillin�s orgasm soon afterwards.

�� This was
actually a lot of fun, even without counting the excitement of Vegeta watching
him. �All the varied cocks, guessing who
they belonged to � he recognized the next person even before he was touched, by
the scent; it was Trunks. His scent brought back a few bad memories but even
more good ones that came directly after. Goku ground
his rear against him; he didn�t say anything, just rammed his cock in and gave
it to him hard and fast. As Goku�s muscles slowly
turned to jelly under the assault, he dimly sensed that Trunks was staring
right at Vegeta the whole time. He felt two sharp ki
spikes as both son and father reached climax at nearly the same time. Perverse prince.

�� Trunks stepped
back, and yet another took his place. This organ was pointed, thin at the tip
and getting steadily thicker � wait, it wasn�t a cock at all, but some kind of
tentacle! Goku peeked. Piccolo?
The tall Namek stood impassively behind him, working
him with one of two tentacles emerging from his groin. The other ran over his
buttocks for a moment and then started working its way into his already
occupied hole. The combined thickness was about the size of his wrist; they
didn�t thrust, didn�t drive, just squirmed inside him and drove him absolutely
wild. Damned cockring that wouldn�t let him come;
without it he wouldn�t have lasted a minute. As it was, the tentacles gave off
a sudden gush of fluid � Piccolo�s expression didn�t change a hair � and
withdrew from his body again.

�� He whimpered at
the loss but he didn�t have time to think about it, since yet another set of
hands took hold of his back. �I see you�re having fun, Goku.�
To his surprise, it was Bulma. The object pressed to
his backside felt of cool, slick latex. �I hope you like this one, it�s a
custom design.� She thrust in; he threw back his head and roared. The dong was
shaped like nothing found in nature, with knots, ridges and a head that he
swore was covered in dozens of blunt spikes. With every stroke it painted
stripes of fire along his inner walls; he thrashed and flailed helplessly as he
tried to get more of that delicious torment.

�� Where can I get
one of those, woman?� he heard Vegeta ask.

�� I�ll � ah! � drop you a note. Ooh!� The strap-on was obviously
stimulating her as well, and with a deep shudder she was done. Goku was sad to have that devilish dong go, it had ended
much too soon for his liking. But there were still more guests to entertain. He
had a feeling they�d saved the best � or at least biggest � for last.

�� He was right. Tien�s familiar callused hands fell on him, and he was
impaled on a huge, pulsing shaft. Ten inches at least. As stretched out as he was,
he felt nothing but pure pleasure as Tien sank into
him again and again. He rocked back to meet the thrusts shamelessly; he was so
close, so close � only the band around his cock was holding him back. There was
just something about being taken one time after another, with no foreplay or embellishment, that turned him on immensely. He barely
noticed as Tien spilled his seed and Yamcha took his place, just as long and quite a bit thicker.
He groaned as the fighter buggered him; he�d stopped thinking straight a while
ago and right now he was floating in a haze of pleasure and lust. All too soon Yamcha came and then pulled out. Nobody stepped up to take
his place.

�� After a long
moment when Goku bent his head, panting, Vegeta rose
and stood by his head. He pressed his cock into Goku�s
lips. �Trunks and the woman are taking the others for drinks,� he said, �but
you and I, slave, have one more very special guest to entertain.�

*** �

Gee, I wonder who they�re talking about � How low can I go?

Next chapter: secret surprise kink session.

P.S. For those of you who like Yuyu Hakusho, please check out my
new story over there. ~_^
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