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“Wait a sec!” Trunks called out.

He moved himself off Gohan, and ran to his pants. Gohan was nearly devastated at the loss of contact. He looked at Trunks with an innocent look of confusion. Trunks quickly made his way through the scattered clothes and pulled out a capsule from his back pocket. He threw the capsule a distance away, and what came out caused Gohan to laugh so hard it was almost painful.

Out from the smoke was an array of lubricants and devises of all shapes and colors.

“You came prepared I see.” A devilish grin appeared across his face.

“Hey, what can I say, I learned from the best.”

“Look at that! You need your own storage facility.”

Trunks looked at him bleakly, if looks could kill Gohan would have surly died. He stood up straight and placed one hand on his hip.

“What the hell are you talking about?! I’ve seen your stash in the future, what I have is nothing compared to what you had! I know you Gohan, and from what I’ve seen, I know you have something stashed away that would make any pervert bow and praise you as a god! Storage facility my ass, you needed your own country to stash all that crap!”

Gohan chuckled at the statement; he looked back at Trunks with joyful eyes. “Hey, you learned from the best…”

The moment was rapidly becoming heated. Trunks strolled over to his vast collection of supplies. He picked out a small tube of blue gelatin liquid, and returned the rest of his supplies back into the capsule.

“Why, did you put it away? You’re just going to have to put that tube of yours back later.”

“Well, what gave you the notion that we would have extra to put away?”

Trunks’s lustful gaze was returned ten fold by the demi-Saiyajin that awaited him.

“I like that idea…”

Trunks quickly returned to the side of his master, and adjusted himself to the position of which he had left. Gohan squeezed a large amount of the lubricant onto his hands and slowly began to massage Trunks’s thighs. He made his way deeper and deeper into the sculpted joints. After much preparation, Gohan pushed Trunks’s legs to his chest until his opening was clearly exposed.

His journey into bliss had begun. He slid one, two, and then finally three fingers into the tight cavern. Slowly lubricating every square inch, his hands slowly retreated; he rubbed the excess over his chest and made his way down to his overly excited appendage. After the thorough lubrication, he brought his fingers to his mouth and licked the rest away with his skilled tongue. He leaned down, the nimble tongue riming around the perked opening, gently gliding in and out of the slick cavern.

He brought himself up, positioning his eager appendage into place. Slowly he entered. Inch by inch, until Trunks consumed him completely. Trunks was totally overcome by the feeling of pain and pleasure, his screams painful yet, totally overpowered by moans and pants of pure ecstasy. His eyes widened as Gohan started a pace of eclipsing pleasure. His thrusts becoming more animal like with each second that passed. Trunks spread his hands out, trying to cling to anything that he would be able to brace himself to while Gohan continued his assault. Their moans were becoming louder with every second that elapsed. The loud clash of bodies ripped through the forest.

***

“Billy Bob, dus’ya hear that?” The old farmer said spiting out a chunk of tobacco.

“I reckon it’s a bear that dun caught his prey.”

“Sounds painful.”

“Ya huh.” He said spitting out another piece of tobacco.

***

Their bodies totally succumbed to the feeling of bliss; they didn’t care who or what heard them. All that mattered was that they were finally together. Years of wait had finally been over. Gohan’s ki started to rise as he swiftly approached his climax. His thrusts became faster and faster with every moment that passed. Trunks’s breaths were quickly becoming pants for air.

Gohan’s eyes flashed teal, his aura turned golden. Trunks, in order to protect himself from the blast of energy, did the same. The sheer force of energy that they were emitting caused the ground to shatter beneath them. Their energies molded together, now one. The feeling of such pleasure they had never known to exist was now coursing through them. Their paces were now in sync with one another. Their minds never knew such rapture; their hearts never known such love, their bodies never knew such pleasure.

Trunks stared into empty space as the feeling of bliss overcame him. His hands gripped Gohan’s hair, as the dark-haired demi pumped harder and faster. Gohan leaned over Trunks; their eyes met in a passionate gaze of wild lust. Trunks, nearly breathless, caught Gohan’s luscious lips with his own. Their tongues entangled with one another. Gohan’s hand traveled farther down to Trunks’s aching erection. Slowly beginning a rhythmic pace, Trunks was already too indulged with the blissful sensations of torment, his moans shattering the very boundaries of time and space itself. Mother Earth, trembling beneath them as their bodies molded together, both swiftly approaching their climaxes.

Trunks could feel Gohan’s seed spill within him. Both now panting for air as Gohan’s climax came to an end, Trunks soon followed. His seed spilling between them.

Gohan looked deeply into the eyes of his love, shimmering with a blinding passion. A smile graced his angelic facial features as he spoke. “Trunks…I never knew you were such a screamer….” A large grin followed the statement.

“Shut up! You masochist!” Trunks said, frowning and sticking his tongue out.

“Sadist!”

“DOMINATOR!”

“Thank you, I try,” Gohan said, pulling Trunks in for another heated kiss. Slowly breaking away, Gohan shoved Trunks back to the ground. Pouncing on him, Trunks laid under his master’s body. Gohan, above him, looked down at his mate with lustful gazes, hands now straddled over his chest.

“Ready for round two, mon amour?” 1 Gohan’s devilish grin once again appeared to grace the presence of Mirai.

***

Two Hours Later

They laid limp against one another, leaning on the grand oak tree that time had forgotten. Its roots lay undisturbed for countless generations. It had lain there, sitting for eons at peace. It had lay dull dying until now. It never once had been exposed to such love and passion at the same time. Although it never once uttered a word, it screamed of happiness and joy for the soul mates that lay at its base. It was touched by the passion they shared, bringing new life and longevity to the once dying elder of the forest.

They looked at each other deeply with such love that one could only dream of possessing. They weren’t in love; they were the very definition of it. They held each other close, never once letting the other go. Time sat still for the two lovers, the world was their oyster, and they planed to plunder it for all its worth.

They broke the bond they shared. They both knew that, even as much as they both wanted the moment to last for all eternity, they could not escape the back hole they knew as life. But before they did, they shared one last passionate kiss that would shatter the boundaries of love itself.

Trunks was the first to break the silence, “Gohan, did I ever tell you before I left all those years ago, about the time you taught me Shakespeare?”

“No, you didn’t,” Gohan said putting on his most intuitive smile.

“It was just after we finally told each other how we felt but, of course, that never changed anything when it came to my studies. You always said that knowledge is power, and it didn’t matter how much we loved each other, you would do whatever it took for me to learn and grow. When it came time to study, you became a whole different person, one of immense refinement and intelligence, and that’s one of the things I love most about you.”

“Really you mean it?”

“Of course, I do. Would I ever lie to you? You…you are the wind beneath my wings. You give me strength when I have none. I am everything that I am because of you, you are the very reason I exist.”

They stared lovingly into each other’s eyes, kissing each other tenderly, snuggling under the grand oak tree that had witnessed everything that love is meant to be.

“Now, what was it you were saying about Shakespeare?”

“It taught me that love conquers all, my Romeo.”

“Is that so…”

They leaned into each other for another kiss of heated passion, finally breaking for air five minutes later. He stood up; it was time to leave once again. He had to tell his mother the great news. The Star Crossed Lovers finally made it, and now it was time to proclaim it to the world.

He sighed as his lover vanished into the realm of time space. “Parting is such sweet sorrow.”

Author’s Notes:
~French Translations~
1 Mon Amour – My Love