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Reaching over he rolled a set of stocks before the table. With a slap of the paddle Goten directed Gohan towards them, and fitted Gohan’s arms into the top holes while Gohan bent over and rested his waist in the other. Since the stocks were padded they fitted comfortably when locked, not chafing his bare flesh.

Now Trunks’ cock stood at full mast as an obedient sizable soldier. Close to Gohan’s lips he bobbed his prick, tapping it on Gohan’s parted lips. Like a trigger Gohan’s jaw dropped, admitting the stiff rod that thrust suddenly over his tongue. Thank Dende he could now feel the pulsing veins and suckle the familiar cock with its slightly bitter salty taste of precum. Through his nose he breathed, letting the tip dive into his throat without choking.

Four of Goten’s fingers worked his anus open with cooling tingles countering the volcanic heat of his rosy ass cheeks. Trunks closed his eyes at the moist cavern wrapping his cock and milking at it as he thrust his hips forward. His balls tightened slightly, readying themselves as the knot of pleasure build up under his navel. With Gohan’s nose buried in his nether patch of lavender hair Trunks let a groan escape.

“Very good Slave…” Trunks drawled.