Gohan's Secret
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Dragon Ball Z › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Dragon Ball Z › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
3
Views:
3,068
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
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Goten's Birthday Wish
Authors Notes: This story is based off of just before the GT time-line, Goten is 17 Years old, Trunks is 18 Years old, and Gohan is 28 Years old.
CHAPTER: 1
*** Goten ***
Oh how I wish that Gohan would just take me, god how I have wanted him! Ever since my 14th birthday every wish I have made on the dragonball candles mom puts in my cake have been for him to take me and pound me into the next dimension.
Goten looked out of the front window of his parents house, the rain had started to come down and hit the window the little pings against the glass pane. He has been day dreaming about his brother and how damn sexy he really was. Ever since he was little, Goten had an attraction to his older brother Gohan. Unfortunately, Gohan never viewed their relationship to the level Goten wanted it to be at.
Goten walked into the kitchen to get a can of beer, he walked back into the living room and sat on the long sofa in front of the television. The long sofa happened to be right next to the book shelf that Gohan put all of his invention ideas and research novels on. Goten looked at the bookshelf and noticed what his brother had been working on for the past month. A new model of the flying cars that Capsule Corp. produced.
Goten turned on the television and flipped the channels until he found something decent to watch. He came across the college wrestling channel and decided to listen to his soon-to-be college duke it out with their rivals. “Even these guys are not hot compared to him!” Goten screeched, as his mother came into the room. “What was that?” Chi Chi pondered. “Nothing mom, I was just upset at the scores of the game I was watching.” He tried to cover up his slip. “Oh, alright dear, your father and I are off to meet Master Roshi, apparently he is throwing a death party for himself. It should prove to be interesting.” She sighed, Roshi had always tried to have sex with his mother, unsuccessful even to this date, but he has yet to give up. She speculated that this "death party" was another excuse for him to see Bulma, a few other of the younger girls, and herself.
“Is Gohan going with you?” Goten was curious as his brother had not returned from work, it must be over time. “Not that we have been told, but then again he has been working a lot lately so he may just show up unannounced for a little bit of a good time.” Goku walked down the stairs and saw his youngest son sitting on the couch, drinking his beer. “Goten, if your brother does come back before we do, please tell him that he needs to get in contact of me, it is important.” Goten nodded and they were off, and he was all alone in the whole house.
Let the party begin!...
*** Gohan ***
Gohan leaned back in his leather office chair, “man this job is going to kill me unless I get a vacation.” Gohan was recently promoted to the Vice President over the Capsule Creation Department. He looked around and saw the bookshelf where he kept all of his top secret ideas for the new capsules that would be coming out in the near future. He got up out of his chair and wondered around his desk. He peered over onto the conference table in his office that has mountains of paper work that Bulma wanted finished by tomorrow morning. Gohan ignored them and continued his path over to his bookshelves; he glanced at the future ideas sections and made his way over to his pictures that he had organized so neatly.
He quickly took a glance at himself when he was younger, he had a picture of him and his mother after he had defeated cell, and a picture when he had his 11th birthday party. His first date and Videl’s flying lessons. He had a picture of the entire team at the world martial arts tournament when he was in high school, and then he got to his and Videl’s wedding picture. He looked at it and did not recognize the emotion that befell his face in the picture. A tear fell down his face and hit the floor with a splatter, just then the nights clear skies clouded up and the rain started to come down.
He thought back to the day, that fateful day…he was brought back to the present time with a shatter from the picture frame and glass. He bent down to pick up what remained of his memory. What was it about that day that brought out this side of him? He walked back to his desk and threw out the remains and photo of their wedding picture.
He sat back down, and continued on his paperwork that was due tomorrow morning; he glanced at the clock it read 12:01, correction, this morning he thought. Just as he started to get his emotions back to normal and the skies started to clear once more, there was a knock at the door. “I am busy. Please don’t disturb me.”
The door opened anyways, and Gohan was not happy...
CHAPTER: 1
*** Goten ***
Oh how I wish that Gohan would just take me, god how I have wanted him! Ever since my 14th birthday every wish I have made on the dragonball candles mom puts in my cake have been for him to take me and pound me into the next dimension.
Goten looked out of the front window of his parents house, the rain had started to come down and hit the window the little pings against the glass pane. He has been day dreaming about his brother and how damn sexy he really was. Ever since he was little, Goten had an attraction to his older brother Gohan. Unfortunately, Gohan never viewed their relationship to the level Goten wanted it to be at.
Goten walked into the kitchen to get a can of beer, he walked back into the living room and sat on the long sofa in front of the television. The long sofa happened to be right next to the book shelf that Gohan put all of his invention ideas and research novels on. Goten looked at the bookshelf and noticed what his brother had been working on for the past month. A new model of the flying cars that Capsule Corp. produced.
Goten turned on the television and flipped the channels until he found something decent to watch. He came across the college wrestling channel and decided to listen to his soon-to-be college duke it out with their rivals. “Even these guys are not hot compared to him!” Goten screeched, as his mother came into the room. “What was that?” Chi Chi pondered. “Nothing mom, I was just upset at the scores of the game I was watching.” He tried to cover up his slip. “Oh, alright dear, your father and I are off to meet Master Roshi, apparently he is throwing a death party for himself. It should prove to be interesting.” She sighed, Roshi had always tried to have sex with his mother, unsuccessful even to this date, but he has yet to give up. She speculated that this "death party" was another excuse for him to see Bulma, a few other of the younger girls, and herself.
“Is Gohan going with you?” Goten was curious as his brother had not returned from work, it must be over time. “Not that we have been told, but then again he has been working a lot lately so he may just show up unannounced for a little bit of a good time.” Goku walked down the stairs and saw his youngest son sitting on the couch, drinking his beer. “Goten, if your brother does come back before we do, please tell him that he needs to get in contact of me, it is important.” Goten nodded and they were off, and he was all alone in the whole house.
Let the party begin!...
*** Gohan ***
Gohan leaned back in his leather office chair, “man this job is going to kill me unless I get a vacation.” Gohan was recently promoted to the Vice President over the Capsule Creation Department. He looked around and saw the bookshelf where he kept all of his top secret ideas for the new capsules that would be coming out in the near future. He got up out of his chair and wondered around his desk. He peered over onto the conference table in his office that has mountains of paper work that Bulma wanted finished by tomorrow morning. Gohan ignored them and continued his path over to his bookshelves; he glanced at the future ideas sections and made his way over to his pictures that he had organized so neatly.
He quickly took a glance at himself when he was younger, he had a picture of him and his mother after he had defeated cell, and a picture when he had his 11th birthday party. His first date and Videl’s flying lessons. He had a picture of the entire team at the world martial arts tournament when he was in high school, and then he got to his and Videl’s wedding picture. He looked at it and did not recognize the emotion that befell his face in the picture. A tear fell down his face and hit the floor with a splatter, just then the nights clear skies clouded up and the rain started to come down.
He thought back to the day, that fateful day…he was brought back to the present time with a shatter from the picture frame and glass. He bent down to pick up what remained of his memory. What was it about that day that brought out this side of him? He walked back to his desk and threw out the remains and photo of their wedding picture.
He sat back down, and continued on his paperwork that was due tomorrow morning; he glanced at the clock it read 12:01, correction, this morning he thought. Just as he started to get his emotions back to normal and the skies started to clear once more, there was a knock at the door. “I am busy. Please don’t disturb me.”
The door opened anyways, and Gohan was not happy...