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The Urge
by Yaoi Master
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Gohan and Trunks both have feelings for each other but are both to afraid to admit it.
Chapter 01: Uh.Gohan this is not a dream
Gohan sat there staring at the lavender haired bishounen that he was so desperate to get. Even though Trunks was a teenager and he was just eleven Gohan had wanted him for a long time. He had a feeling that Trunks had the same urges as Gohan, but he was a lot better at concealing them. They had to share a room, and Gohan had caught Trunks watching him as he pretended to be asleep.“Gohan, let’s train,” Trunks shouted across to Gohan pulling him out of his deep thoughts. “I was thinking that we could train in a less crowded area,” Trunks said to Gohan when Gohan had flown over. He, like Gohan, had the urge to get the other boy in a secluded spot because he had sexual interest in him. “Okay,” Gohan answered.
After they had trained a while, Trunks said to the younger boy “I’m so hot,” as he flapped his shirt, getting the air in. “I know, I’ll take my shirt off.” He watched the other boy stare at his bare chest. “Let’s continue shall we?” He quickly flew over and pinned Gohan to the ground. The younger boy quickly overpowered him and pushed him off, blushing. He said, embarrassed, “I’ve had enough, Trunks,” and avoided the other boy’s eyes. Even though Gohan wanted Trunks, he was still shy toward the older boy when things like that happened. Gohan flew off toward his and Trunks’ room without turning back.
Trunks immediately felt guilty and wondered why Gohan had stormed off in such a bad mood. Instead of following the boy, he went to the dining room and had something to eat. After about an hour Trunks went to apologize to Gohan but found he was asleep on Trunks’ bed, hugging one of the pillows, inhaling the scent of Trunks’ hair. Trunks did not leave the room but sat at the end of his bed and took up the habit of watching the younger boy sleep. He saw the small body breathing slowly and the sight of the bare chest moving up and down turned him on ever so slightly, so he moved and lay down next to the boy. Gohan was on his side facing Trunks, so Trunks could look at the younger half Saiyan face. Trunks leaned over Gohan, reaching for the water jug on the bedside table, because he suddenly found himself thirsty, realizing that during the hour of excessive eating he had nothing to drink. His hand accidentally knocked the water jug over. Using reflexes that only Saiyans have, he grabbed for the jug, missed and it fell to the floor, smashing and making an unusually loud noise.
Gohan jerked awake. “Trunks, what are you doing here?”
“Uh”
Before he could think of an excuse, Gohan moved over and put his hot lips against the teenager half-Saiyans, and Trunks found his lips being forced open by the eleven year old’s tongue and instead of breaking away, he let Gohan enter his mouth and kissed him back. Their tongues were furious in each other’s mouth, exploring and just when Trunks was getting relaxed, the younger boy broke away and said, “I love you, Trunks.”
“I love you too Gohan,” Trunks replied, finally letting his feelings out for the younger boy.
“This is the perfect dream,” Gohan said.
“Uh…Gohan this is not a dream.”
