Welcome to Boxer & Rice

Soft silken sheets were rumpled beneath them from earlier activities. The sun had yet to go down, leaving thin streams of light to run through the cracks in the closed curtains, all pointing to the bed.

“You ready?” Asked Trunks, looking up and holding his hips as Gohan straddled him with a grin.

“I think this has got to be the record of how many times we can have sex in a day before getting tired.” He said.

Trunks shrugged. “I know it’s a lot, but I want to get this right.”

Gohan suppressed a chuckle and shook his head at him. “You know, I heard it was actually impossible to accomplish.”

Trunks frowned. “Not impossible, just difficult. I mean, you read about how people manage it all the time without even trying! Someone must’ve done it by now.” He pouted, jealous that he and his lover had yet to accomplish what billions of fanfiction characters do everyday.

Gohan chuckled at him again, grabbing the tube of lubricant from the night stand and pouring some onto his hand. “Well, not that I’m complaining, because I’m not,” He said, making Trunks’ breath hitch when he stroked his cock with stuff. “But if we don’t get it this time around then I’m going to need at least a good twenty four hours of rest before we can do this again.”

“Ohh, yeah.” Trunks moaned, his head thrown back, and Gohan wasn’t sure if he was agreeing with him or if he just felt too good to say anything other then that.

Gohan chuckled again and shook his head, lifting his body up enough before guiding Trunks’ cock inside of him. He needed no more preparation considering how well prepared he already was after five rounds of sex.

Trunks sighed when he was fully inside, and Gohan leaned down to kiss him, cupping his face before moving up and down. Tiny moans coming from the both of them at the act.

Trunks grabbed Gohan’s hips and thrust up to meet him when he broke off the kiss and straightened out his back. Clenching his teeth as he moved harder.

“God!”

Trunks’ eyes immediately snapped open. “Wait! Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop!” He panted, grateful when Gohan did stop.

He looked at him with confusion on his face. “What’s the matter?” He asked.

Trunks gave him a cheeky grin. “I’m about to come.”

“Already?”

“Well, that’s just what you do to me.” He replied.

Gohan groaned, but let out a yelp as he was flipped over and found himself on his back. Trunks was still between his legs, so he quickly wrapped them around his lower back before he felt his cock being grabbed and stroked.

Gohan moaned and Trunks nuzzled his ear. “You like that?” He asked.

Gohan nodded his head, letting out another cry at how good it felt when Trunks squeezed harder.

Trunks continued to stroke him, thrusting once for every four or five stokes to keep himself at the brink before Gohan clutched him desperately some minutes later.

“I’m gonna come, do it!” He choked, and Trunks dropped his erection to steady himself before pounding into his lover with a growl.

Gohan’s mouth fell open and his eyes shut tight when he came with a shout, his body tensing and jerking. Trunks coming only two thrusts behind him before collapsing on top of him. Gohan caught him and held him close, kissing his neck appreciatively and rubbing his back while his breathing evened out.

When he finally came to, Trunks sighed. “Damn.” He said, pulling out and flopping next to Gohan on the bed, sticking his face in a pillow to pout.

“We almost had it that time,” Gohan said, trying to be helpful. “In fact I think that was the closest we’ve ever come to each other.”

Trunks looked up and smiled at him, turning on his back. “I guess you’re right. But who’d of thought that coming at the same time could be so hard!”

“I’m telling you, it’s an Urban Legend.” Gohan said matter of factly.

“Well, you and I are going to be the first to do it then!”

Gohan chuckled and chastely kissed his lips. “Then we’re going to prove it tomorrow. I’m tired.” He said, cuddling up to him before making as if he was going to sleep.

Trunks blinked at him. “You’re going to sleep? But the sun isn’t even down yet. What time is it?”

“Seven thirty, but after all that I think I earned a nap.” Said Gohan.

“That’s a long nap.” Trunks replied, but the only answer he got was a soft snore.

A giant grin forced its way on Trunks’ face and he had to force himself not to laugh at his lover. Deciding that he was pretty tired as well, he snuggled into the embrace and fell asleep quickly.