Close To Heaven
by Fluffy     More by this Writer
To Gohan’s delight Future Trunks comes back for vacations, shortly after the Buu Saga events from the Dragon Ball Z Kai main timeline. The young saiyajin warrior is determined to make the handsome prince his so he’ll never ever leave his side… But will things go as he planned?

Author’s Notes: This story was inspired by Aziell‘s fanart “Rock climbing“.

In the darkness of the movie theatre, Gohan sat squeezed into one of the seats next to his friend Trunks, ignoring the movie he himself picked.

He had better things to do than watch the story.

Like fantasizing.

He had a crush on Trunks since he was barely a teenager, not that he knew it was a crush back then. He had this ideal Trunks image in his head, his superhero but most importantly, he was his best friend.

Now they were a lot older, and Trunks came back from the future, so Gohan did everything in his powers to spend every waking hour in his company, kind of like he was too afraid to let him out of his sight.

His suspicions were correct, and the affection he had for Trunks as a child, the admiration and pure pleasure to spend his time with him grew into something deep and powerful.

Accompanied with a less romantic but just as stong physical attraction.

He lived with a permanent hard on and every pants were suddenly too tight. One would thing about being in love was like they said in all those songs and movies, with violin playing in the background, fireworks lightening up the night sky. No one ever told him he would feel close to uncomfortable, especially since Trunks lived in a blessed oblivion, absolutely unaware of what was going on in Gohan’s head.

Or heart.

Or pants, for that matter.

Gohan eyed the strong hand laced with powerful tendons, lying on Trunks’s thigh, occasionally lit by the flashes from the movie.

It was a strong hand, stable, solid with long and strong fingers.

Wonder how it would feel to suck those fingers in his mouth, taste the warm skin, make them nice and wet.

His asshole tightened in excitement. He wanted those fingers in his ass. Oh, how much he wanted that.

Then the hand moved up the thigh and Gohan felt a pang of jealousy. He wanted it to be his thigh.

Those fingers curled around the bulge in Trunks’s pants briefly, as he adjusted his package and scratched his balls a bit.

A typical and natural gesture for men. However, Gohan was hypnotizing the hand to come and squeeze his own package.

Holy shit, he was going to have zipper imprints on his cock by the end of the night.

“..an! GOHAN!” Trunks’s impatient voice got him back to reality.

“Huh?” he managed intelligently and blinked into the bright light. The credits were rolling already and they were the only people in there.

“Finally! I thought you were completely lost. Don’t space out like that!”

“Oh sorry, I am kinda..distracted..” he had enough grace to blush and let the man steer him out of the theater. The night breeze was pleasant on his heated skin and he tried to stay in reality but it was hard with the subtle touches to his shoulders and lower back as Trunks guided him towards his house.

“Hey,” Trunks suddenly whispered and his hand slid from Gohan’s upper arm down until they locked their fingers. Gohan stared at their linked digits, trying to comprehend.

“Is this all right?” there was a subtle uncertainty in Trunks’s tone and he hurried to ensure the man holding hands was all he wished for.

“After the last few weeks, I thought you might feel same for me, as I do for you, but today.. you seem so out of it.. I was afraid you didn’t like my company or something.” His gaze was glued to his shoes and Gohan was sorry it was his daydreaming that caused the brave man to feel unwanted.

“No, I love you..r company, really.” He squeezed the hand he was attached to.”It’s right the opposite. I was kind of distracted by..you.” he blushed again.

“Distracted?”

“You are so damn hot and sexy I can’t stop fantasizing about you.” He blurted out stupidly.

It took Trunks few seconds to understand what he said, then his eyes widened and it was his place to blush like a ripened tomato.

“Damn,” he exhaled and shifted awkwardly then pulled on their joined fingers until Gohan fell against his chest. In one fluid movement, Trunks had him flush against his body, his arms around his waist and neck, his tongue diving deep into his mouth, tasting him. Gohan let out satisfied sigh, leaning into the embrace immediately.

Trunks’s lips were softer than he imagined but just as solid. He felt like he could spend his life living in the circle of these strong arms.

Trunks licked the inside of his lower lip, making him shiver and he moaned in delight.

“God, Gohan, you taste so delicious..” Trunks blew hot air into his ear and just held him for a while, in the middle of the park that lead to his house.

“Wanna go do something tomorrow?” Gohan asked when he resurfaced from the sweet cloud of haziness and they slowly walked again, hand in hand.

“Like what?”

“I don’t know but suddenly I feel so energized. I wanna do one of those adrenaline sports. How about bungee jumping?”

“Hmm, I don’t know, I wouldn’t be able to really enjoy that I think but we could try rock climbing.”

“Oh, that’s a great idea! I heard there are great rocks north off the city.” Gohan nodded enthusiastically and swung their joined hands happily.

And so it happened, they met by the base of the cliff at sunrise, both having a proper harness and pouch with a grated chalk by their waist. The person in charge gave them brief rundown of how the things were done but seeing their bulging muscles he must have assumed they were old professionals because he didn’t bug them too long.

The first few tens of meters were exciting. They chose a less used side of the cliff so they wouldn’t be bothered by some random climbers, though it was too early and the guy down did say they were the only ones that made reservations for the day.

Gohan was just shy under Trunks, but not because he was slower, he just really enjoyed climbing under the gorgeous man. He wore black lycra shorts and his violet hair was tied in a messy bun. They both ditched shirts down at the car. The shorts outlined his whole package; even the ridge of his mushroom cockhead and Gohan was salivating, having such a sight waving above him. That was the right motivation to climb.

He himself was rock hard, and it started to get more and more unpleasant as he watched the cock and balls in those shorts move above.

Neither of them had any underwear and by the time they got to the middle of the first riff, they were sweating and Trunks’s musk was wafting over him, making him salivate.

Not able to resist anymore he pulled himself higher on the ridge and licked the back of Trunks’s shin, up to the hollow under his knee where he sucked on the sensitive skin, licked up the muscled thigh that was now rock hard as Trunks held onto the rock and he ended the caress with a playful bite to the hard ass cheek.

He heard Trunks moan along the licks and now he froze completely and slipped off the rock. Gohan waited for him to fly back and when he did, he got slapped on his own ass.

“Fucking tease! If I was just a human you could have killed me!”

“But you are not, so I knew I can have a taste.” He grinned cheekily and yelped when Trunks reached down and grabbed his crotch.

“Behave.” He growled and continued climbing.

But Gohan didn’t feel like behaving. He was horny and he knew Trunks was too, they both could fly so it wasn’t life threatening and besides, he wanted to try how much can Trunks resist his teasing, how strong his self control was.

He waited few minutes for Trunks to relax and focus on the climbing again, and then he attacked. He bit into the lycra shorts and in one swift move, ripped them open. Trunks let out a string of curses but couldn’t do much when Gohan finally got to his destination and licked his puckered asshole. More or less, that was the only thing he saw in the rip of the shorts. It was highly erotic, to see Trunks still dressed but his most vulnerable part exposed to his exploring. He delved inside, enjoying the squeeze Trunks’s inner muscles had on him as he licked as far as he could get. Trunks held on but then, like if he knew Gohan was challenging him, he tried to climb again, Gohan’s tongue in his open ass or not. It was a struggle because Gohan was quite determinate not to get separated and he managed.

Trunks knew they could do this only because of their special abilities. Not that he was currently thinking about anything but the sleek wet muscle doing wonders in his ass.

Oh, but he will pay him back. Gohan can be sure the revenge will be more then sweet and he knew perfectly what to do and where.

Meanwhile, Gohan was feasting on the musky taste of the perfect asshole, he pushed one finger under the ripped clothing and opened the hole more until the set of balls was hanging down freely.

“Oh no, you won’t.” Trunks yelled when he realized what he was doing.

“Oh yes, I will.” And he ripped the fabric upwards and freed his steel cock.

“These are my family jewels you idiot! And they belong to you now, you should take good care of them. How am I supposed to climb when my dick is hanging out?”

“You’ll just have to make sure not to brush it against the rock.” Gohan said mischievously before inserting his tongue back in the tight ass hole. Trunks didn’t know if he should yell at him or beg, he was seriously thinking it was dangerous for his manhood to hang out of his shorts uncovered.

“Just you wait, a few more meter’s and I’ll pay you back with interest.” He promised.

“Oh, I am so scared, oh help me, my prince..” Gohan sing-sung mockingly and licked his balls.

Trunks body responded with a shiver, he secretly loved what Gohan did to him, but it didn’t mean he wasn’t irritated because of their safety.

Somehow he managed to climb up and when he got his footing back, he ripped the shorts completely off. They had one more ridge to climb to get to the very top and he knew exactly how to climb it.

When Gohan got over the edge, Trunks stood there, sans the lycra shorts. His harness outlined his cock and balls, making Gohan gasp at the erotic sight.

“Holy mother of all, you take my breath away.”

“I do? Come here, Gohan.” Trunks motioned him to come closer and when he did, he took Gohan’s shorts and ripped them too. He managed to get a long strip of the ruined garment and he blindfolded the black haired man.

“You want to play? We’ll play by my rules. Now turn around.”

Gohan did, and Trunks fell to his knees, giving him a thorough rimming. Gohan trembled and moaned with a complete abandon. The echo of his wanton cries carried over the country. Trunks made him nice and wet, stretching his hole properly. His fingers brushed Gohan’s sweet spot several times and the latter shuddered against his heated skin.

“More, give me more, harder.” Begged Gohan and Trunks smirked. Oh, he’ll get it harder all right.

The hand that was fondling Gohan’s cock and balls up until now, travelled up his torso teasing him with feather brushes until it reached his lips.

“Suck them in, make them wet.” Trunks ordered huskily and Gohan obeyed. Dripping with saliva, Trunks coated his own cock and slicked it properly before entering his lover’s ass.

“Fuck, that’s huge. You seem..ugh..bigger then I fantasized.” Gohan stuttered and his whimpers and moans filled the air very soon.

Trunks slowly fucked him, once, twice, testing the connection, then did something Gohan didn’t count on.

He clicked their harnesses together and steered Gohan towards left.

“Now climb.” He ordered in a deep commanding voice.

Being told what to do kind of turned Gohan on and he blindly reached forward. Trunks covered his hand and guided him to a small slot he could hold on to. He guided his other hand too and let him decide for himself where to put his legs to feel secure. When they were hanging on the side of the ridge, he drew out a bit and slammed his cock home, reaching their joined fingers up and making a step upwards, so to say. They climbed in the rhythm of his fucking, and it was maybe slow and a bit awkward but Gohan would never complain. His eyes were covered so the rest of his senses were working on more than hundred percent and he was forced to feel the fucking more deeply.

The riff wasn’t so big and they soon reached the top. Gohan felt like just throwing himself down and relaxing but Trunks didn’t let him. He held him on hands and knees and made him feel every inch of the gorgeous, fabulous dick, fucking him now fast and hard.

“God, you are so tight.” Trunks growled and Gohan arched his back to get more of the cock inside him. He loved the echo their slapping bodies created, it sounded naughty and very scandalous. He felt a bit kinky, being blindfolded and all, but he wouldn’t stop for anything. Having Trunks fucking his ass was what he so long dreamed about.

“Fuck, I’m close.” He murmured when Trunks’s long fingers gripped his cock and started jacking him off.

“Let go Gohan, come for me. Here on the top of the world, I made you mine. You’ll never belong to anyone else, this ass will never accommodate any other cock than mine. This cock,” he gave it a squeeze, “would never fuck another ass, just mine.”

“Aaarghhhh..Trunksss!!!” Gohan yelled as his cum splashed into the dust under his torso and his voice travelled over the valley.

His insides milked Trunks’s cock, bringing his lover over the edge too. He felt the hot cum filling his body and he loved the feeling. It was like if Trunks marked him his.

Branded him.

Trunks’s arms gave out and he rolled them on the side not to squish his exhausted lover.

“I love the feeling of you. I love how the harness keeps you locked inside me. But on the way down, could you fuck me face to face? I want to see you, I want to be in your arms while you are so deep inside.” He asked and watched Trunks’s eyes soften at the request. “Besides, you ripped my shorts and I ain’t flashin’ around what is yours.”

Trunks didn’t really answer, but unhooked the harness, slid out and rolled him to his back. His body automatically spread open, inviting him to its cradle. Trunks lowered himself back on Gohan’s body and he slid his cock back inside. Then the harness clicked shut again and Gohan felt a wave of peace settle over him. This was home. These strong arms holding him, the warm body keeping him safe and the cock locking him to the only person in the whole universe he loved more than anything.

“I love you, Trunks Briefs.” He whispered against Trunks’s lips.

“I love you too, Gohan Son.” Trunks nuzzled his cheek with his nose, then held him close, one palm supporting his head, one under his ass. His forefinger traced the place where they were connected and it strangely soothed Gohan until his eyes started to close.

“Sleep my love, have some rest.” Trunks whispered against his ear, rocking him a bit.

This, Gohan thought, was as close to heaven as he could ever get.

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