His best friend\'s boy

To warn y'all in advance: I wrote this this afternoon in three hours. It might be good, but might also be total garbage. Who knows? I don't.
Just so's ya know.

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His Best Friend's boy:

They were on their way. The ship had taken off, and there was no turning back. Namek was their destination, to get the Dragonballs there and wish everyone back to life.

"I'm going to go change." Bulma announced, turning to the door leading to the back room of the ship. "Krillin, don't you dare think about peeking in on me!"

Like anyone would want too, the bald warrior thought.

"Yay! Now I can put my clothes back on too!" Gohan called out. Krillin turned to find the boy stripping out of that revolting suit that his mother had inflicted upon him. Now, if only he could do something about the haircut...

It soon became evident that he was removing more than just the outer layer. "Jeez, Gohan, aren't you going to at least keep the underwear?" Not that he minded; actually the show Krillin was getting was rather enjoyable. Sure, the kid was six years old, but so what? That didn't mean he couldn't look when it was right there. He had his back turned to the man, giving Krillin a nice view of the nice round butt.

"Nope!" Gohan turned, displaying himself in full to his new friend. "Mom gets the wrong kind. They're too tight. I think she forgot that I grew." Krillin looked down at the little tighty-whiteys on the floor. He didn't think tight was really all that bad a thing.

Gohan removed a set of clothes from his bag, a small version of Piccolo's usual attire, just as he had worn during the battle with the Saiyans. He sat down the put on the boxers and pants, covering up what Krillin thought of as his best attributes. Krillin himself had been ten years old before his underwear had covered anything that big up.

Mentally, he slapped himself. This was a kid he was thinking about. Goku's kid. The problem was he hadn't gotten any in forever, since his friend had gotten married. He had used to fool around with Goku all the time when they were kids, and even as younger adults, but his marriage had put a stop to all of that. He had never liked Chi-Chi. He forced himself to remember that Gohan, besides being six years old, was not his father, and was not interested in anyone sexually, and certainly not someone four times his age. Still, he couldn't help having...certain reactions to the sight of his body.

This was going to be the longest month ever.

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"Alright, I'm going to bed. Both of you, out!" Bulma demanded, pointing them to the door.

"Why, Bulma? We'll be quiet." Gohan protested.

"That's not what I'm worried about, sweetie. I just don't want to sleep in a room with two smelly boys, that's all."

Both fighters cast quick glances around the main room, which Bulma had covered in chip bags, pop cans, magazines, and all manner of detritus in just a few hours. Choosing to say nothing to her, Krillin started for the door. "Come on, Gohan. We should let her get her beauty sleep." Under his breath, he added, "If she starts now and wakes up when we get there, it might be almost enough." The kid snickered as the followed Krillin into the back room.

It was not a huge room, not tiny either. Certainly enough room for two people to sleep, even if there was no bed. "I guess he should hit the hay too, Gohan. It's been a long day." Krillin said, taking off his shirt.

"I guess." Gohan rifled through one of his many bags and pulled out a fairly large blanket. "Good thing my mom went overboard with the packing, huh?"

"Yeah. Good call she made there." Especially since there was only one blanket. Krillin turned around and undid his belt, letting his pants fall to his ankles. Then he got an idea. True, he wouldn't dream of doing anything to Gohan, but that didn't mean he couldn't see how far he could go before the kid got uncomfortable...and six wasn't really that young anyway... "Gohan, you don't mind if I sleep naked, do you?"

"No, why would I?" He sounded genuinely confused.

Perfect. He slid the boxers down as well and stepped out of them. He was now sporting a boner at the thought of sleeping naked next to the kid. Even better. Seeing it now would avoid questions if Gohan caught a glimpse of it int he future. He turned around.

Facing him was an equally naked Gohan, smiling cheerily. "Oh, yours gets like that at night too?" He asked, pointing at Krillins cock. "My dad's gets big when he goes to bed too. He says that happens when you get older."

Krillin bit back a laugh at the thought of Goku having to explain nocturnal erections to a child, wishing he could have been there to see that. "He's right. Don't worry, buddy. You're not to far off from it yourself. Another four or five years, and yours'll be like this all the time."

Gohan made a face. "I don't want that to happen! How would you pee with it pointing up like that?"

This time the bald man did laugh. "It goes away after a while, you know."

"Oh. So when will yours go away?" He was now looking at Krillin's manhood as though it might vanish at any moment.

"I don't know. It depends." On how heavy you sleep. If the kid was asleep anyway, there was no reason why Krillin couldn't jerk off later, right?

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Finally. It had taken Gohan two hours to fall asleep. Not like his father at all. Goku could sleep through a car crash.

Aware of the fact that Gohan was only a few inches from him under the blanket, Krillin slowly reached down and grabbed himself. He began to jerk slowly, trying to stay quiet. He sped up after only a few thrusts. Gohan had slept outside for a year, so surely the sound of one person wasn't enough to disturb him.

He let his mind wander while he took care of himself. He imagined Goku as a boy, here helping him with his own hands, or his mouth, or his tail. He had been so upset when Goku had lost his tail...

The image of his old friend suddenly shifted into that of his young son, doing things to Krillin that the boy had likely never imagined. Gohan's imaginary mouth was perfect, his tongue was everywhere. He remembered that Gohan had used to have a tail too. If only...

"Krillin, what are you doing?"

He froze and looked over. The only illumination in the room was the ambient light from the stars outside, but it was more than enough to see Gohan by, on his hands and knees, eyes fixed on Krillin's right hand.

"Um...It's just...I was..." He stopped his stammering, and took a minute to collect his thoughts. "It's just a way to make it get smaller again, so I can sleep better."

Gohan nodded. "Then why did you wait until now? Why didn't you do it before we went to bed?"

"Well, it's not usually something that I do in front of other people." He was aware of the fact that he had started rubbing himself again when it had become clear that Gohan wasn't freaked out. He kept the movement up, watching the kid's eyes move back and forth with the motion of his hand.

"Why not?"

"It's...well, it's just kind of embarrassing. It's not something people like to talk about a lot." Thinking the hint might be to subtle for the kid, he continued. "Like Bulma, I mean. She would get all freaked out about it."

"Oh..." Gohan seemed mesmerized for a minute, and then said, "Can you teach me how to do that?"

"What?" Krillin's grip on himself tightened, and he arched his back a little.

"Well, if mine's going to get big like that someday, and that's something that people don't like to talk about, and since we're already talking about it anyway, why don't you just show me how to do it now, so I don't have to ask someone else?" The kid explained rationally.

Okay. There was not wanting to hurt Gohan, and then there was Gohan sitting there, asking Krillin to teach him how to jerk off. That was enough. The kid had lived with Piccolo for a year anyway, away from everyone else. And if anyone was a child molester, it was the big Namek. And Raditz had just screamed 'pedophile.' There was probably nothing he could do to Gohan that hadn't already been done to him. Any possible hole in this hasty logic of Krillin's went ignored, in consideration of his current state.

"Okay." Krillin said. "Why don't you come here and practice on me first, while I tell you what to do? That way you won't hurt yourself by accident."

Gohan nodded seriously. "Good idea. Thanks, Krillin."

So Krillin took his hand away from his cock, and felt it replaced by both of Gohan's as the boy moved to sit beside him. "Okay." He panted. "Now move it up and down a little bit."

"Like this?" Gohan pulled on Krillin like he was trying to remove the appendage.

"Ah! Not quite that hard, Gohan."

"Sorry." He did it again, more softly. "Like this?"

"Yeah, like that. And try squeezing your fingers a little bit. Not too hard, though." Gohan did as he was told, and for a minute Krillin just lay there and let him. "Now only use one hand and grab my balls in the other one, Gohan. Play with them a little bit, like you're doing with the other hand."

"Oh, okay." The young half-Saiyan did so, and within a few seconds Krillin felt a familiar tightening in his groin.

"Gohan, go a little bit faster, okay?"

"Right." The kid seemed totally engrossed in what he was going.

Suddenly, Krillin let out a yell, and came in great bursts, splattering his chest with the sticky semen.

"Ah!" Gohan fell back. "What happened? Did I do something wrong? Are you okay?"

"No, no, it's okay, Gohan. That just means that you did a good job. That's how it's supposed to happen." Still breathing heavily, Krillin sat himself up, and spotted something interesting about Gohan's anatomy. "Look, Gohan, you're all hard now too!"

Goku's son looked down at himself. "Hey, you're right." He raised a hand and scratched the back of his head. "I guess it's a good thing you helped me practice, huh? Now I get to try on myself."

Krillin watched as Gohan reached down and began awkwardly pulling on his new erection. "It's harder to do on yourself." He muttered as he tried to get his hands in the right place.

"Here." Krillin moved forward. "I'll show you how it's supposed to feel, and then you can take it from there."

"Thanks, Krillin."

"Hey, don't worry about it." He grabbed hold of Gohan's delicious little pole and began stroking it softly. "You do it like this, see?"

"Oh...ah!" Gohan fell back as Krillin's hand brought him pleasure like he had never felt. "I like that, Krillin!"

"That's kind of the point, little buddy." Aware of the fact that he was already hard again, Krillin got another idea. "You want me to do something else? It's something you can only do if you have someone helping you, like now."

"Sure!" Gohan nodded, eager to feel more of what he was currently experiencing.

Krillin smiled and leaned over, not hesitating at all as he opened his mouth and let Gohan inside.

"Krillin! What are you doing?" Feeling the answer to be self-evident, Krillin chose not to answer. He sucked hard, like he was trying to swallow Gohan's little dick. The boy seemed to have lost the capacity for language, and was lying flat on his back moaning. In preparation for the next phase of his hastily formed plan, Krillin reached up to his stomach and collected some of the cum from before onto his fingers.

The first digit entered Gohan easily, and the kid didn't even seem to notice, distracted as he was by the feeling on the other side of his pelvis. The second finger made Gohan's moans louder, until he was sure they would wake Bulma, had he not known she slept like the dead. At the enterance of the third finger, the half-Saiyan boy finally said, "Krillin, w-what are y-y-you doing? T-th-that's..."

Krillin silenced the boy with by bringing his tongue into the equation, twirling it around Gohan and up under his foreskin, making him forget how to talk again. He started gently pushing the fingers in and out, then did it a little harder.

Finally, Gohan let out his loudest cry yet, and collapsed onto the floor. Krillin continued finger-fucking him slowly, waiting for him to come around.

"Wow." The boy eventually managed. "That was awesome! Thanks, Krillin!"

"Anytime, Gohan." He continued as though they were having a normal conversation, without his fingers penetrating Gohan every heartbeat.

"Can we do this again tomorrow night? I want to do that to you next time!"

"Sure, kiddo. But we're not quite done with tonight yet."

"We're not?"

"Oh, no. There's one thing left." Krillin pulled his fingers out and was rewarded by a small gasp from Gohan. "You liked that?"

"Uhh yeah. I guess. It felt weird at first, but then it was cool."

"Good." The older warrior positioned himself so he was kneeling in front of the younger, his second erection leading the way to Gohan's hole.

The younger got the point pretty quickly, and spread his legs a little to allow Krillin better access.

"You're going to like this, Gohan." And he pushed himself right in, drawing another cry from the kid.

"Krillin! that's--" He didn't seem able to finish the sentence.

"I know, buddy. Get ready."

"For what?"

By way of an answer, Krillin pulled out and thrust back in, eliciting a cry of pleasure from his young lover. He did it again, setting up a steady rhythm. In and out, in and out. He leaned up and kissed Gohan on the mouth as he continued his thrusting. The kid was heaven. He was so tight inside, even more than Goku had ever been. He wrapped his legs around Krillin's waist, pushing him further in, until the man's entire shaft was inside the boy.

Krillin turned up the tempo on the thrusts, pushing harder and faster than before. He could vaguely hear Gohan yelling something that may have been his name, but couldn't be sure. He just continued slamming into the kid for all he was worth.

He came for the second time, filling Gohan with himself. The boy too, quivered and shook with pleasure, before seeming to melt into the floor. Krillin pulled out and lay next to him.

"Thanks, Krillin." Gohan sounded like he hadn't slept in weeks.

"You're welcome, buddy." If he had had any more energy, Krillin would have laughed at the idea of being thanked for molesting someone.

"Can we do that again?" The kid rolled over and put his head on Krillin's shoulder.

"Tomorrow night." Gohan was already asleep. Grabbing the discarded blanket, Krillin threw it over them haphazardly, before falling asleep himself, thinking that this might just end up being the best month ever.

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"Jeez, if it was so cold, you guys should have worn more than just your underwear to bed!" Bulma declared, upon finally emerging from the shower after an hour. The ship's washroom adjoined the back room, so she had walked in on them sleeping together to get to it. Fortunately she had assumed the blanket concealed their underwear, rather than the remnants of last night. She sniffed the air. "Wow, it stinks in here. Good thing I made you guys stay away from me." She proceeded to make her way to the door, walking past the now truly underwear-clad Gohan and Krillin. "Oh, and there's only so much water, so you guys will have to either shower on alternate days, or go together." With that, she left the room, slamming the door behind her.

Krillin looked at Gohan, who was already stripping. "Come on, Krillin, let's go!"

He smiled, and stepped out of his only clothing before letting his morning wood follow Goku's son into the bathroom.

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