Hell is Lost Innocents

I don\'t own the Characters, they belong to Toriyama, a Japanese person who lives over a HUGE ocean far far away from where I live. The events that occur in this story do not really take place in the Anime or in the manga and are created strictly from my imagination. Again, Toriyama, not me....

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Goku bit his lower lip in worry. This couldn’t be good. He had some how fallen off of Snake Way while he had been napping on the back of that street cleaner. Goku slowly scanned the horizon, “So…this is hell?” He said, scratching the back of his head. Some how, he’d pictured flames and devils and pitchforks…people screaming in agony. This…this almost looked like a bad copy of Earth.

“KAKKAROT!”

He nearly jumped out of his skin. Turning sharply he found himself nose to nose with the man he had just killed. Stumbling backwards, he gave a nervous chuckle. “Uh…hello Radituz, how’re ya doing?”

The long haired fighter grunted, folding his arms over his massive chest.

“Y-you’re probably mad…’cause I defeated you. Huh?” Goku tried to smile, desperate to defuse the tension in the air. He didn’t want to fight his brother again, the first time had hurt enough as it was. “I-I’m sorry…its just…you were trying to kill me and my family, not to mention the Earth! I couldn’t stand for that…I really did want to get to know you…”

“Shut up.” Raditzu barked, “We’re brothers…so I’ll forgive you…IF you bow down to me.”

“What?” Goku croaked, nearly falling to the ground in his shock. He’d never bowed to any one before, he wasn’t even sure he knew how to. However, he’d do almost anything for his brother…to get to know his brother…to talk to his brother and most importantly…to have his brother forgive him for fighting him. Falling to his hands and knees before the long haired warrior, he muttered his apologies into the ground.

“Not like that, Kakkarot. You surely know nothing of our kind, do you.” Raditzu said with heavy distaste in his voice. Forcing Goku back onto his feat, he wrapped his strong arms around his brother’s waist. “I’ll show you how to bow properly…”

“Wh-what are you doing!?” Goku exclaimed, finding a large burly man pressing against him. He was even more surprised to find his brother’s lips against his. Uttering a muffled yelp, he lost his balance, falling into his older brother‘s arms.

Raditzu let Goku’s weight take them to the ground. Chuckling against his brother’s lips, the long haired Saiyan brought his hands down to grasp a perfect ass. “Too bad you’ve got no tail…I could show you pleasure beyond your wildest dreams.” Raditzu purred, his nails digging into Goku’s flesh.

“Raditzu…” Goku whined, struggling to get away. No one had ever touched him like this before, not even Chichi. He had always been taught that it was wrong to kiss men and that it was wrong to touch a close family member like this.

“Lay still, Kakkarot…this won’t hurt.” Raditzu snarled, managing to pin Goku under him. “Deep inside…you know it won’t, and you know you want this…Kakkarot.”

Goku could feel the blood rushing south as Raditzu kissed and nipped at his throat. It didn’t help to have those powerful hips gliding ever so softly over his own. Stopping his struggle, he stared up at Raditzu helpless to stop this from happening. Some how he knew that Raditzu wasn’t going to harm him, those calloused hands ran up his back, bringing with them a bittersweet pleasure.

“That’s my little brother,” Raditzu whispered, leaning in to capture Goku’s lips once more. The innocent man gave in, kissing the other back. Something inside of him was telling him that this was okay. Giving into that little something, he wrapped his arms around Raditzu’s strong shoulders. Instinctively he spread his legs, encouraging his older brother. “Mmmm Kakkarot…you do know something of our kind after all…you always surprise me.”

Clothes were shed and Goku found himself completely naked before the other. Shyly, he looked away even while those chocolate brown eyes devoured his pale skin. Those eyes were so much like his, and some how, he knew they were more like his father’s than like his own. Closing his eyes, he gasped…hot wetness encasing his throbbing sex. “Raditzu…” He whimpered, his hands coming down to fist into wild black hair.

His body cried out for more, but he whished he could push Raditzu away. Sobbing, he felt tears streak down his cheeks, something slick and wet pressing to his rear end. What WAS that? With it came pain and Goku began to squirm once more, desperate to get away from that searing sensation in his ass. “Raditzu, no.” Goku choked, his hands coming to strong shoulders. In his position, he was not strong enough to get Raditzu off of him.

“What’s wrong Goku…you don’t want to make me happy?” Raditzu said cruelty in his smooth voice. “You don’t want to prove to me how sorry you are?” Goku gave a strangled cry, a sharp pleasure nearly ending him right then and there.

“Raditzu,” Goku panted, his body taught with the sensations that were running through it. Biting his lower lip, he tried to keep the words inside of him, he so wanted to tell this powerful Saiyan to leave him the fuck alone, he didn’t need his approval. “More…” He whispered, as always only wanting to make the people around him happy.

“Really?” Raditzu purred, his lips descending to a perfectly pert nipple. Sucking on it, he inserted another slick finger before letting his lips rove back down to Goku’s straining erection. Earning another sharp cry from his brother, Raditzu growled his happiness around that long length. Crooking his fingers, he searched out that one spot that would have Goku really screaming.

“AH!”

Ah-hah, Raditzu mentally chuckled, brushing over that spot once more. Feeling Goku buck under him, he doubled his efforts knowing that very soon he would be rewarded with the sweet taste of his brother’s cream. Feeling hands fist into his hair, he purred, his free hand reaching around to find Goku’s old tail scar. He had a hunch…

“Raaaadddddditttzzzzuuuu!” Goku whined, shuddering, his end coming quite abruptly. Panting harshly in the oppressive air of hell, he tried to ignore the sensation of a hot tongue lapping up the last few drops of his seed. He felt so dirty, and yet so empty when Raditzu’s fingers left him.

“Kakkarot…you are the best tasting man I’ve ever been with,” Raditzu groaned, licking his lips. His lust filled brown eyes locked upon Goku’s flushed face. He gave no warning to his little brother, positioning himself, he pushed forward rapidly.

Goku screamed in utter pain. He had thought getting a ki blast through the chest was painful, that was no where near as bad as this. No, Piccolo’s ki had almost been warm…friendly, this was hot, hard and it made him burn like fire. Tears were falling down his flushed cheeks once more and he tried hard to hide them, he could feel those cold, evil orbs of his brother’s on him like the eyes of a hungry predator.

“You cry,” Raditzu laughed, his large calloused hand coming to grip Goku’s chin, forcing the other to look up towards the off colored sky. “Am I that much of a man…that I hurt the little peace loving sissy?” A rich, dark chuckled filled the air, and Goku found his stomach turning with sickness.

“Shut up,” Goku growled, yanking Raditzu down for a brutal kiss. He would have given anything to shut the other up, unfortunately this was the only way he could think of.

Raditzu grunted, his hips beginning to move, reawakening the fire of pain which had only just begun to die down to ashes. Through the pain, there were sparks of pleasure like jagged edges of a broken mirror and Goku found himself moving with his brother, his hands gripping desperately at a strong ass. As their lips parted, Goku gave a faint cry, burying his face in Raditzu’s strong neck. When he had thought of the pleasure earlier, when those two rough fingers were exploring his innered. He had never thought that that blinding pleasure could ever begin to compare to anything else, but here was a new, more exciting pleasure and he could hardly keep himself from screaming at every thrust his brother gave him.

Before long, or maybe it had been a century, Goku couldn’t be too certain…the rough beat began to speed up and he found himself nearing his end. Reaching between himself and the moving body above, he began to stroke himself. He did not want to be left hard and wanting when this beast was done with him, it would be too painful a reminder of what had just happened. When his hand was slapped away, he gasped, a skilled hand bringing him the added pleasure he needed.

“Come for me…Kakkarot,” Raditzu hissed into Goku’s sweaty hair. The innocent Saiyan shuddered in his brother’s arms, trying not to comply. He knew deep inside that he’d be nothing but a common whore if he did. “I’ll make you come…eventually…Kakkarot.”

Pleasure unlike anything Goku had ever felt before shot up his spine, exploding like fireworks. Tossing his head he gave a groan, an answer flair of pleasure going off in his groin. Hot fluid splashed over his skin and he hissed, he could feel streamers of thick cream filling him. Suddenly his world swirled around him and everything went black.

The last thing he remembered hearing before he fainted—“You dare not to tell anyone about this…brother. Our little secret…forever.”—was that tone in his brother’s voice. That cold, icy and cruel manner in which the older man always spoke. Somehow he knew it would haunt his dreams for the rest of his life, and as he awoke to find himself alone once more, alone and very naked under that bizarre sky, he promised himself he WOULDN’T ever tell any one about this. What could they possibly say to sooth him or end the dreams he would have for the rest of his life? ‘Hell is lost innocents…’ He thought to himself even while he cried and dressed, readying himself to escape this place.