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The Wrong Thing To Do (Scene Chapter V)
by N3k00-Ch4N
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"Take off my pants"
His eyes dart open. He gulps and his mouth parts again.
He starts nervously fumbling with the buckle. (Artist note: I forget to draw the belt Gohan is wearing, sorry u__u)
I don't even why I even put these damn pants on. I'm wearing a dark blue jeans with a belt, clothes that I brought with me some days ago, just in case. Just in case of what? God, I don't even know.
His breathing is hitched. He's scared. Or excited.
He finally manages to get the buckle open and he unbuttons and unzips my pants, fumbling as he does so. He slides them off my hips, unsure. I can distinctly feel trembling fingers.
He looks up at me, swallowing; eyes so unsure of themselves. I smirk.
"Take them off."
He does as he's told and he gasps as he finds my erection. He steps away.
"Take it."
He falters.
In my need, I grab him by the nape of his neck and thrust myself into his warm mouth. Muffled noises are being uttered as he struggles with my large length now deep in his esophagus.
His eyes are almost bulging out of their sockets and his face is quickly turning into the shade of a tomato.
I grab a hold of his purple locks and pull his head back, slowly, then I pull him onto me again. He begins to respond to the rhythm. The gurgling noises transitioning into choked moans.
Once he's established a breathing pattern he begins to suck, and lick, and suck some more. I moan.
His hand guides up to my shaft and starts stroking where his mouth cannot reach. He takes more and more of my lenght in his warm mouth, as he becomes more and more eager. The sucks become more and more lustful with every second that passes and I can feel his other hand guide its way to my backside and squeeze myself closer to those lips.
"Mmm... ghhhgh" I hear him gurgle.
I pull away from him.
He pants wildly, swollen lips, and eyes glazed with desire searching mine. He reaches my erection, wanting more.
"No." I say, keeping him away. "How much do you want it?"
He hesitates.
"I want it!" he blurts out, again reaching for the bulging member.
"How badly do you want it?" I tease.
His eyes are pleading; please don't make me say it, Gohan. He certainly gets his pride from his father.
I turn away, "I guess you don't want to."
"No! No, I want to!" he spurts "Please, let me suck your cock."
I smirk before turning around. I look down at him, my face now smirkless.
"Please..." he tries.
I smile my consent and he rams my cock down his throat, gagging himself in the process. I grab the nape of his neck again and start mouth fucking him, the thightening of his throat and the gurgling bringing on my orgasm. In three quick thrusts I am there. I keep Trunks' head firmly in place and cum into his throat, filling him up.
His eyes dart open. He gulps and his mouth parts again.
He starts nervously fumbling with the buckle. (Artist note: I forget to draw the belt Gohan is wearing, sorry u__u)
I don't even why I even put these damn pants on. I'm wearing a dark blue jeans with a belt, clothes that I brought with me some days ago, just in case. Just in case of what? God, I don't even know.
His breathing is hitched. He's scared. Or excited.
He finally manages to get the buckle open and he unbuttons and unzips my pants, fumbling as he does so. He slides them off my hips, unsure. I can distinctly feel trembling fingers.
He looks up at me, swallowing; eyes so unsure of themselves. I smirk.
"Take them off."
He does as he's told and he gasps as he finds my erection. He steps away.
"Take it."
He falters.
In my need, I grab him by the nape of his neck and thrust myself into his warm mouth. Muffled noises are being uttered as he struggles with my large length now deep in his esophagus.
His eyes are almost bulging out of their sockets and his face is quickly turning into the shade of a tomato.
I grab a hold of his purple locks and pull his head back, slowly, then I pull him onto me again. He begins to respond to the rhythm. The gurgling noises transitioning into choked moans.
Once he's established a breathing pattern he begins to suck, and lick, and suck some more. I moan.
His hand guides up to my shaft and starts stroking where his mouth cannot reach. He takes more and more of my lenght in his warm mouth, as he becomes more and more eager. The sucks become more and more lustful with every second that passes and I can feel his other hand guide its way to my backside and squeeze myself closer to those lips.
"Mmm... ghhhgh" I hear him gurgle.
I pull away from him.
He pants wildly, swollen lips, and eyes glazed with desire searching mine. He reaches my erection, wanting more.
"No." I say, keeping him away. "How much do you want it?"
He hesitates.
"I want it!" he blurts out, again reaching for the bulging member.
"How badly do you want it?" I tease.
His eyes are pleading; please don't make me say it, Gohan. He certainly gets his pride from his father.
I turn away, "I guess you don't want to."
"No! No, I want to!" he spurts "Please, let me suck your cock."
I smirk before turning around. I look down at him, my face now smirkless.
"Please..." he tries.
I smile my consent and he rams my cock down his throat, gagging himself in the process. I grab the nape of his neck again and start mouth fucking him, the thightening of his throat and the gurgling bringing on my orgasm. In three quick thrusts I am there. I keep Trunks' head firmly in place and cum into his throat, filling him up.
