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I Made You a Snack	By : Anatra Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 6720 -:- 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.

Chapter List
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Author�s Notes to
self and others: I don�t own DBZ, I just use the characters and twist them
into my own personal fantasies. All I have is a crapload of action figures, and
some VHS/DVD box-sets. Oh! And my Vegeta wall scroll! He gets to watch me at
night�.

Warning: I�m a
yaoi fangirl. Meaning, I like male on male pairings. If you don�t�then I
suggest you start doing so, because there�s nothing better! U_u Goten/Trunks, Vegeta/Goku are the main
pairings, Gohan/Piccolo show up again later.

~~

Shimmering
with a thin layer of sweat, Goku whimpered as his son's aim gradually improved.
Under Vegeta's strict gaze, Goten was finally getting the hang of the
singletail. He�d almost wished that Vegeta had decided to spank him first,
instead of just writing a punishment down on the �Bad Pets Get�� page on the
fridge that was there for that very purpose. How he hated that list. Tensing
his aching body in preparation for another blow, he was surprised to see Trunks
being forced into the chains hanging beside him. The boy had obviously enjoyed
the sadistic show played out before his eyes, the tell-tale bulge in his thong
really quite obvious, but he still resisted, perhaps not being as anxious to
feel the effects himself. It took both Goten and Vegeta to wrestle the lavender-haired
demi into the wrist restraints and Vegeta was forced to deliver a few sharp
spanks to his son's pert rear in order to calm the brat down.

"Master?"
Goku asked quietly, voice raspy from straining to keep quiet during Goten's
lesson. Vegeta smiled, remaining silent as he moved to support his pet before
releasing the clips that held the larger man in suspension. As more weight was
placed on Goku�s slightly wobbly legs, Vegeta held him close to his body,
carrying him over to the nearby couch where he deposited his slave and lover.

�Good boy Bakarotto.
You lay quiet and rest�I don�t want you to move from that spot or hear from you
until we�re done with Trunks, alright?� he asked, waiting for confirmation from
his sub. He�d learned that the idiot was so prone to having his mind wander off
during instructions that he could not be blamed for disobeying unless the
prince made sure that the other man had actually hard. Rolling over onto his
stomach, Goku grabbed a pillow to prop under his chin and nodded in response to
his master�s question. He shifted slightly so that he had an unobstructed view
of the wall that Trunks was currently decorating.

�I won�t bother you master.� He promised, tilting his head
up and forward in a silent request for attention. Vegeta smirked good-naturedly
and leaned down to capture his pet�s delicious lips in a long kiss, eliciting a
moan from the delightfully surprised sub. Breaking it off and running his
tongue around to savor each bit of Goku�s taste, Vegeta ran his powerful hand
roughly through his slave�s hair, mussing the spikes and managing to make poor
Goku�s already throbbing erection that much worse. Squirming with need, Goku
worked hard to fulfill his Master�s orders and didn�t move too much, trying not
to distract the two doms.

Goten had started without Vegeta and was working on making
very nice patterns on Trunks�s back; an almost fishnet layering of
criss-crossed welts. Occasionally, he would stop to run his hands over his
pet�s body, enjoying the quiet whimpering and exclamations of surprise, desire
or pain he could elicit with gentle touch alone on the fresh hurt or tail scar.
Vegeta snickered, �You�re a fast learner, perhaps there is hope for you yet��

The black haired demi laughed at this, �Are you still having
problems believing that the span of your Baka could be doms?� he wondered,
lightly cracking the whip playfully at the prince�s boots. Vegeta merely stepped over the lash, moving
towards Goten slowly, as if stalking him. His deep dark eyes narrowed, a sly
smile on his regal features.

�Actually, yes Goten, I have a sneaking suspicion that were
you challenged by a real dominant, that you would fold faster than Saiyaman on
laundry-day. Just like your father.� Vegeta said in a cool voice that bordered
on disdainful.

Goku�s eyes narrowed
at this, thinking to himself �Fold faster than saiyaman!? I didn�t give in that
easily! It sounds like Vegeta has forgotten exactly what kind of person I am!
I�m goku, savior of the earth, and if it weren�t for the ki-collar, strongest
saiyajin alive wether he�ll admit it or not! I think Veggie-head needs a little
reminder of that�� he suppressed the evil giggle and started to plot the pets�
revenge, watching trunks squirm no longer his top priority. He sighed idly and
began to think about when Vegeta first made his attempt to claim him as his and
how it didn�t go as the prince had planned.

~~

�Submit Vegeta, I won fair and square. Why are you always so
obstinate!? You only seem to want to follow saiyajin traditions when it works
out in your favor! Look, we can take turns being the seme, alright? But�you
challenged me for dominance and LOST, that means I get first dibs.� Ah yes,
Goku had taken Vegeta first after the prince initiated the mating right and
lost his chance aggressor. Being the kind-hearted and easy-going person he was,
Goku agreed to share the dominant status. Unfortunately, he forgot that
Vegeta�s pride did not make him very weilling to share sucha thing, nore did it
make him a very obedient submissive. Needless to say, Vegeta quickly devised an
evil plot to maintain dominant status once and for all. Enter Bulma�s
ki-supressing collar. It took awhile for Veget to train his last full-blooded
subject into the willing pet that he desired, especially after Goku had been so
hurt at Vegeta�s deception, but eventually, his hard work paid off and Goku
became the loving slave of the prince of all saiyajins, even admitting he was
such to his astonished ningen friends. Not that it was all bad�infact Goku
grinned, remembering a time when�..

�AAAAAAah!!! Oouch!!!!�

Goku snapped out of his reverie as his sensitive ears were
assaulted by the harsh screaming of truns as Goten missed his mark and let the
whip wrap nastily around his lean hips, the speeding tip of the lash cutting
into his flesh. Goku winced in sympathy. That would look bad on both Trunks and
Goten at the club that night. Perhaps Vegeta would have something they could
use to cover that up with. Back to thinking about his plans, Goku determined
that without Piccolo�s assistance, the turn-around could not be accomplished.
He would have to make sure that Gohan brought the namek to the club.

�Goooteen! Stop now! Please! It�s not fun when you�re
hurting without reason! I�m not a freaky masochist like my dad!� Trunks growled,
struggling against his bonds. The black-haired demi paused and took a second to
really look at his handiwork. Trunks back, rear and thighs were a mess. A
lattice of raised welts, swollen skin in two tones of compliementary white and
bright red covered his pale body. It would almost have been artistic were nit
not for the imperfections where Goten�s lash was misplaced and hit where it was
not supposed to, often overlapping rather painfully. Deciding that enough was
enough, Goten helped Trunks down, carrying him gently over to the large chair
and draping him over it, mindful of his injuries.

�Hush now, it�s over and you did well Trunks-kun.� Goten
purred quietly, stroking his pet�s head. Trunks simply huffed with a roll of
his eyes, trying to get comfortable.

Goku snickered at his son�s patronizing words. Pets didn�t
want to hear crap like that since they could easily tell for themselves when
something had ended and they knew if they had done well ot. Wt. What a sub
really wanted to hear was �Good boy, let�s fuck!� or� �Here�s a treat for being
so good!� or�. �You can have extra dessert tonight!� or useful things like
that! Perhaps trunks would be more enthusiastic to leash Goten than Goku had
originally planned on. This would be delightful.

Catching Vegeta�s thoughtful gaze resting on him, he quickly
plastered the patented �stupid son� grin and wiggled himself enticingly at his
master. Hopefully, that would throw Vegeta off guard. It seemed to work as the
prince simply laughed and patted his well-muscled thigh. Goku took a minute to
admire the leather-clad body of his mater, enjoying with glee the ay the cured
hide clung to each ripple and curve, smooth ebony making him itch to lick the
smaller man all over. That however, could wait until he�d managed to take
control of the situation and Vegeta was at his mercy. Sliding off the couch, he
ambled over on hands and knees, letting out a hearty purr and nuzzling Vegeta�s
legs. He crawled up onto the seat of the couch beside the older saiyajin and
rested his upper body in Vegeta�s lap, pleading silently for scratches.

Vegeta raised a perfect black eyebrow. �And just who do you
think you are!� he demanded teasingly, prodding the large-full-blood in the
shoulder. �No pets on the furniture unless you had permission!� He was firm in
his decision to make Goku follow the rules while they had visitors. Goku
slulked, giving his master the �cute kakarotto eyes� treatment and whimpered
pitifully as he nuzzled the growing buldge in Vegeta�s tight pants. Gasping at
the increased sensation under the warm leather, the prince growled lustily and
shoved Goku off of him onto the floor, unzipping his fly to bare the prize
within. As his saiyajin-hood escaped the tight bondage of his pants, Vegeta let
out a relieved sigh and motioned his pet forward. Goku didn�t hesistate to
engulf his master�s cock in his sensuously hot mouth, tongue pulling at the
hard, swollen member in deep licks that teased the entire length and tip.

Goten seemed to like that idea until he caught sight of his
own sub who had his teeth bared to show off the sharp canines he had inherited
from his father and was growling quietly. With a startled exclamation of
confusion, Goten reconsidered and simply patted Trunks to calm him down and
soothe him. �Shall we have lunch then?� he asked. His only response was to have
Trunks pull himself up off the chair with a wince and limp towards the kitchen,
rubbing at his back with a his. Vegeta moaned loudly, hands fisting in Goku�s
spikes and pulling him closer. �Alrighty then!� Goten mutered, ignoring the
blow-job going on beside him and following Trunks out.

�So what�re we having?� the black-haired demi asked upon
seeing Trunks� butt sticking out of the fridge. The other man emerged, holding
a plate of cold-cuts and cheese. Popping a piece of blackforest ham and cheddar
into his mouth he shrugged.

�I�m having this. You can find your own. Can�t you fend for
yourself?� Trunks asked flippantly, brushing past his stu mas master to take a
seat at the kitchen table, scowling as his sore rear and back came into contact
with the chair. With a grimace, he began munching on the plate of food,
ignoring his spluttering companion.

�You spoiled brat!� Goten burst out, darting to Trunks� side
and pointing an accusing finger at him. �I don�t care if you�re not used to
cooking for others, this weekend, you�re my slave, and you will obey me! Get
your ass off that chair and get down on the floor! I want you to BEG for
forgiveness!� the younger of the two ordered, finger shaking with rage, trying
not to freak out �too- much at Trunks� rebellious behavior. He simply LOATHED
having his dominance questioned, and this weekend had made him even less sure
of himself.

�Forgive this!� Trunks snarled, standing up and sending the
chair flying out behind him. He practically glowed with rage, the ki-restraint
the only thing keeping his power level under control. He lunged with a feral
cry, fist pulled back and ready to hit gotten in the face when a thick arm
caught him around the waist and pulled him back.

�Hey hey now Trunks, you don�t REALLY want to do that. Why
don�t the two of us go upstairs and have a little chat alright?� Goku whispered
comfortingly as he held the young Briefs to his broad chest. The demi nodded
and turned to bury his face in Goku�s side as Vegeta entered the kitchen.
�Master, why don�t we get takeout for lunch. Call up the regular place and get
your order to go. I�ll ask piccolo to deliver it to us, I�m sure Gohan won�t
mind sparing him for a little while. Trunks and I have to talk.� Without
waiting for a response, he ushered the lavandar-haired demi out of the room and
up the stairs.

Goten sat down heavily on the kitchen chair. �He actually
meant that�he would have attacked me.� He whimpered in a distraught voice.
Vegeta frowned and nodded, looking at the door through the which the two pets
passed.

�You should have stopped that before it could start to
happen. You are losing control of the situation.� Vegeta said, voice calm but
obviously disapproving. He ignored Goten�s spluttering excuses and dialed their
favorite restaurant. �This is Vegeta. Give me triple the usual order. A friend
will be there to pick it up for us. Of course, he�ll be able to handle that
amount.� Hanging up, he then phoned Gohan�s number. �Hey brat, send the green
bean over to pick up our food order, I
got extra so we could all eat here before heading to the club. You�re still
coming right?� he reconfirmed. At Gohan�s affirmation, he hung up the phone,
never one to bother with pleasantries, not even a good bye. He turned back to the stressing Goten.

�Your brother is coming over with the plant. You should talk
to him. I don�t think I can help you any more than I already have. We discussed
this before. You have to take a stronger stand with Trunks, he should have been
over your lap with a sore behind, or in the corner with a mouthful of soap at
the first sign of backtalk. You�re spoiling him by letting him go upstairs and
get away with that!� he pointed out pulling Trunks� half-eaten plate of food
over to himself and began picking at it. �Our subs are like wild animals that
need to be reminded of their place. If they think they can challenge you for
alpha status in the pack, they will! They need constant reminders and
training!�

�Well I don�t see you stopping Goku! He�s upstairs too! He
just left!� Gogrowgrowled, trying desperately to defend himself and his
methods.

The prince snorted in derision. �He may be upstairs, but
Goku�s not the problem! He did not just disobey several direct orders and did
not try to attack me!� he said in a condescending tone. �Now, I�m sure Goku�s explaining what he has
to do be an obedient pet and this will all sort itself out. If not, you can
always get Gohan to train him up a bit.� Alas Vegeta, how wrong you are.

~~

�I know he can get them off of us, we just need Piccolo to
contact him telepathically to do it. If it is a request from me, I doubt he�ll
refuse, especially if piccolo explains what will happen to Vegeta. You know how
Dende dislikes him.� Goku reminded the other pet as the say on the bed plotting
against their masters. �And as long as Piccolo assures Dende that he�ll protect
him from Gohan, everything�ll be fine! Are you with me?� Goku asked, voice
brimming with excitement.

Trunks laughed, �Goku, you needn�t bother ask. Dad was
right, I�m meant to be the dominant. Goten�s not cut out for it! I don�t think
he�s a competent master and I think that it�s naturally in my blood!� he
boasted as Goku simply stared at him trying not to snicker.

�Trunk-kun, if it�s in your blood, why are you heping me
turn the tables on your father?� he asked, pointing out the flaws in Trunks�
reasoning.

The other boy twitched, shaking his head, �Awww common Goku!
You know he�s a natural! It�s not his fault you�re reakishly more powerful than
the prince of our race! Anway, after his stupid idea of Goten learning about
the use of a singletail, I want a little revenge so I don�t care if payback�s a
bitch for dad. Kami knows he could use a little attitude adjustment anyway. I�m
sick of being the victim at home of his temper tantrums. I keep getting dragged
off for a beating in the gravity room and I can�t take it much more.�

Goku frowned, �I�m sorry that�s been happening Trunks, I�ll
see to it that that kind of behavior is stopped. In fact, I�ll see to it that
our little friend becomes a considerate member of society. Hopefully by putting
Piccolo at the reins of Gohan, literally, he�ll be able to cure the poor kid of
that Saiyaman thing.� He coughed in slight embarrassment of his son�s antics.
�Anyway, when we go downstairs, go immediately to Goten and appologise, Beg for
forgiveness like he wanted. Tell him you deserve to be punished and offer
yourself. Knowing Goten, this�ll boost his ego enough that he�ll feel generous
and benevolent and he won�t take you up on it. Try to be��

His suggestion was interrupted as the doorbell rang. Goku
grinned, �I�ll bet that�s Piccolo with the food. I think Gohan�s with him.
It�ll be even better if you make a whole show of being apologetic in front of
Gohan too, Trunks. Make gotten feel confident and he�ll be less likely to hurt
you. Lets go downstairs shall we?� the large saiyajin asked, mouth watering at
the prospect of good food.

By the time the two descended, Vegeta and Goten had half
unpacked the first capsule of food and were already nibbling at it while Gohan
did the second one. Deciding to rise to the opportunity to talk to piccolo
alone while the doms were distracted, Goku shoved Trunks forward onto his knees
in front of Goten while grabbing the namek and pulling him into the other room.

After explaining his idea briefly, Goku stared at the namek,
anxiously awaiting his answer. Piccolo�s brow furrowed. �I�ll do it of course,
but I doubt dende will be very receptive to the idea. You see, he helped me the
first time after which gohan threatened to tear him limb from limb until he
couldn�t regenerate anymore.� Goku sweatdropped.

�That doesn�t sound like my son. I think he�s letting his
repressed saiyajin instincts out in a negative way. You�ll help him with that
won�t you piccolo?� the full-blood asked hopefully and beamed when the namek
nodded and Goku continued, �Then tell Dende that Goku�s got a plan to help cure
Gohan and then mention the other stuff I already explained.� Piccolo rolled his
eyes and then closed them, antennas twitching slightly as he concentrated.
Satisfied that the plan was in progress, Goku ran in to claim his share of the
food.

~~

�I don�t know Dende� the Guardian�s servant warned, �You
know how mean Gohan can be when he�s angry.� Popo warned the young namek.

Dende nodded, �But that�s why I want to help! Piccolo-san
said that Goku told him it�s a repressed saiyajin aggression thing and that
this will help him deal with the new emotions! Not only that, but I�ve never
liked seeing poor Goku at the mercy of that bastard Vegeta and we all know
gotten was responsible for the destruction of your flower garden! Thank of it
as a subtle revenge. Trunks is a good kid anyway, he�s becoming much more
mature than he used to be. It can be a little reward for his good behavior.�

The stubby man snickered, �Very well Dende, do whatever you
wish, just make sure you have it well organized with Goku-san and Piccolo
before you try anything foolish.� Dende nodded and cracked his knuckles.
Sometimes, it was good to be God.

~~

That�s it for now! The next chapter�s started, but you�re
just going to have to wait for it I�m afraid�although since I have a boring
desk job this summer, I get a lot done. And I don�t mean office work. I mean
writing smutty stories to entertain myself�and hopefully others. Ja ne!
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