Shattered Glass
by Taills     More by this Writer
Trunks returns from military school and Gohan realizes he is drawn to the young demi. After a night out with Trunks and his younger brother things begin to escalate and desires are fulfilled after they return home. But the next morning proves that nothing is as it seems and Gohan’s dreams are shattered.
Deathfic



Chapter 01: The World of Rainbows
It was the summer of my twenty-fourth year. Life seemed to be at a peak for me. I never realized that I had been missing anything, not until three days before my birthday that June.

My younger brother’s best friend returned from the private military school he had been attending. At fourteen, the boy, now a young man, was lovely. As he stood in my mother’s kitchen toying with a cookie, pale light filtering through a curtained window illuminating his pale lavender hair with a play of dancing rainbows, I could hardly take my eyes off of him. He was chatting with my little brother about their plans for that evening. Each time he lifted the cookie to his lips I felt my cheeks tighten in anticipation. His lovely pink tongue would slide out to caress the crumbs away, never biting.

I don’t think I had ever gotten so aroused before without being touched. I dared not touch myself with all those people around me, although the urge was terribly strong, almost painful. It made me long for the days when I had Sharpener around to keep me company. His nimble hands would have been able to take care of the pressure building up between my legs. I was well reminded of why one wears loose gi pants.

I shifted in the wooden chair, managing to cross my legs and hide the tent I was sporting. The move gave me a chance to carefully examine the empty glass in front of me. I had to do something to keep my eyes off of him. I must have jumped a foot when a hand landed on my shoulder. I looked up only to find the most depthless pale blue eyes looking into my own. I was held swimming in them, unable to come up for air, until his soft lips parted. The dream shattered as he asked me if I wanted to go.

I was at a loss for words, having no idea of what he was asking me. I felt the fool when he informed me that they had been discussing the movie that they were about to see, and now I was being invited along. I couldn’t help the faint blush that rose to my cheeks, and all I managed to do was nod my head “yes”, regretting it even as I did it.

Trunks’ face lit up as I agreed, and I could swear he knew what he was doing to me, and was enjoying every moment of it. The boy was ten years my junior, but he seemed to know every move to make. As he moved away to rejoin my brother, he let his hand linger on my shoulder. He felt unnaturally warm, even through my shirt. As soon as he slid it off, I felt a sting of cold, a longing for his warmth.

I managed to excuse myself to go and change before we went out. I had just over half an hour before we would need to leave, and I needed that time to myself if I had any hope of making it through the evening. I spent most of that time locked in my bathroom sating my hunger. I couldn’t help but picture those lush pursed lips in place of my hand, all the time trying to convince my mind that he was no longer a child, but a man, and what I was feeling was not wrong. After all, I was not planning on actually getting involved with him. It was just a fantasy, and there was nothing wrong with that.

I showered quickly, doing my best to rinse the smell of my own sex off. I noticed the faint musky remains of odour as I dressed but counted on the wind to take care of those last traces. I pulled on a pair of faded black, worn jeans and a dark blue muscle tee. I did not want to over-dress, and since I couldn’t remember what movie we were going to see simple seemed to be my best choice.

When I rejoined my brother and Trunks in the kitchen I did my best to ignore what appeared to be a knowing glance from the lavender haired youth. Together we all moved out of the house and took to the air. The two of them flew ahead of me, and talked and joked as we went. Every little while, I would catch a fleeting glance from those blue eyes that would make me falter in flight. He seemed to be toying with me just as he did with that cookie.

Kami, the thought of that tongue kept driving me crazy. My mind kept racing over things it shouldn’t, wondering if he had ever done the things I was conjuring up in my head. The urge to reach out and run my thumb over those lips, to draw them close to my own, was so strong. At that moment, I don’t think I ever wanted something so much. It was a thankful relief when we landed in the city and made our way into the theatre. At least in the darkness I wouldn’t have to look at him, or so I thought.



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