Welcome to DBZ Love Garden

We traipsed up the stairs and Trunks looked at his mom suspiciously before grabbing my arm and pulling me towards him in a ‘mine’ gesture. I smiled shyly at Bulma before a small black tuft of hair came flying out of the next room into my stomach.

“Woah!” I exclaimed in surprise before I realized it was Goten.

“Can we train today big brother?” I shrugged but noticed mom standing down the way looking tired and haggard. The warning from the kai came back to my mind’s forefront and I frowned as I looked at her.

“I’d really rather not until I know it’s safe outside.” She said quietly, and I nodded and looked down at Goten.

“You heard her, mom wants you to stay indoors before we know what it’s like outside, alright?” He made a noise of dissent but mom snapped at him, her voice rising to sound more like her when she scolded us. I smirked and then she sighed as Goten found something else to entertain him and ran off through the bunker.

“Gohan, I need to talk to you, ok? It’s important.” She sounded so tired, what was wrong? I was starting to get worried about her and followed her as she led me to an antechamber off the main room, Trunks getting pulled aside by his own mother. I shivered and noticed how cold she looked, hair hanging out of normally tight chiffon bun, and we sat down at a table together.

Mom didn’t waste any time in getting down to business however, and I held my breath as she drew in hers.

“I’m shocked, Gohan, that you would be so irresponsible as to skip school. I suppose it was bound to happen at some point, your father was always so wild and carefree, and I should have known you would be the same way. I just have to know…when and how?” She was talking about when I’d had sex with Trunks the first time, and I blushed.

“After dad died. He comforted me and helped me get over the ache in my heart. I never thought I would see him again,” I replied equally softly, and she shivered as she looked around.

“The air here is so much hotter than it was in our timeline. I wonder if I should have stayed behind, however you’re still young and my responsibility.” I nodded, conceding to her point and sighed, scratching my elbow as I thought.

“I’m almost fully grown though. I’m sorry I lied to you, mom. I…I felt the need to get stronger and train in the absence of dad, and…I did it for you and Goten.” She looked so disappointed that I felt ashamed almost, and I had to harden my heart towards her so that I wouldn’t feel shame. I knew in my heart that it was for the right reason, and it wasn’t just me skiving off school.

After I’d lost dad I lost the love of learning and became hollow inside, and when Trunks left…well, I needed to get my energy out somehow. I blushed when I thought about how roughly he’d taken me earlier, and I wanted to have a repeat session soon.

“Just be careful, ok? And help me keep an eye on your brother,” mom said tiredly and I nodded, more than willing to get past this conversation. I stood up and helped her out of her chair and we walked back into the living area and Trunks was sitting in a chair getting his hair cut by his mother, and he looked very dissatisfied about it. Internally I cringed because I really thought he looked lovely with his longer hair but as Bulma kept cutting his hair I felt a stirring in my loins that only meant one thing; I wanted to go again.

I decided to keep myself busy so that no one else was in tune with my growing ‘issue’ and left to go explore the rest of the building we were in. I still could hardly believe that I was here in his timeline, and remembered with a sorrow heart how much death and destruction had happened here. I stumbled across a large door and opened it, dust coming off onto my fingers as I gently pushed the doorknob and turned it downwards. The door swung inward and the room was dark, but it felt familiar somehow…as if I’d been here before. Curious, I stepped in and a light went on automatically somewhere in the distance, and I gasped softly.

There were books covering every wall and a giant circular bed that was draped in red velvety blankets in the centre. There had been giant arched windows at one point but they’d been long since boarded up and there was a thick layer of dust on everything. I crept forward and nearly tripped over a settee that was sitting in the middle of the road. I stubbed my toe on a nearby oak desk and growled low in my throat before I finally got to the bookshelves on the opposite side of where I’d come in from. The room was gorgeous, and there was a large armoire that reminded me of the wardrobe from the Narnia books. I grinned to myself before opening it up and then cocked my head to the side as I saw a bunch of orange and blue gi’s handing there.

“Gohan?” a gentle male voice cut across the silence like a whip and I jumped and turned around with a guilty look on my face. It was Trunks and he shut the door behind him as he smirked at me.

“I see you found your counterpart’s room.”

“You mean…?” It was really weird saying my own name in reference to a completely different person, and Trunks nodded.

“I was going to show you this room at a later date, after you’d settled in, but you haven’t changed since we’ve been apart I see; still as curious as ever.” I giggled as he backed me into the wall of books behind us and the tension in the air heightened. I reached up and ran my hand through his hair lightly, loving how light and short it was now…easier to grab a fistful of, that was for sure. I gulped when I saw the way he was looking at me and felt my cock start to thicken as he continued to stare.

“Trunks?”

“Mm?” he moved closer to me and started sniffing my neck. I blushed and if I’d had a tail, it would have curled around his waist and pulled him closer.

“I didn’t mean to disturb the room if you were keeping it shut off for a reason.”

“No, no, I had a lot of good memories here…” he looked over to the bed and smiled with a far off look in his eye and I found myself getting a little jealous even though it was my own future counterpart he was thinking about.

“You know, this room hasn’t been used in years. Care to take the bed for a spin?”

“A spin?” I questioned, and then I was being tossed over Trunks shoulders and carried over where I was deposited in the middle of the bed. I started giggling uncontrollably but they turned into low moans as he crawled towards me predatorily.

“The last time these walls heard pleasured sighs, they were my own and I was in your position.” I blushed and he lowered his head to ghost his lips over mine in a teasing gesture before he moved to the corner of my mouth and downwards over my neck to my collarbone. He tugged on my gi and kneed my thighs apart before he started kissing me in earnest.

“We should be quiet because sound carries in these empty halls. This is the safest building in the old corporation but we should still try to be quiet since mom has cameras set up all around the premises.” He whispered into my ear and I nodded, blushing at how wild we were being.

“Trunks, why did you come back for me?” I asked suddenly, even though I was becoming increasingly more and more aroused at each ministration of his tongue. He looked up to regard me with a raised brow before putting his hand in between my legs where the prominent bulge was. I blushed hard and he leaned over me with a curious look in his eye.

“If you ask me a stupid question like that again, I’ll have to punish you Gohan, and you won’t like it.” I shivered as he continued to rub me through the thin material of my gi and nodded.

“Spread your legs more,” he ordered and I complied, letting them fall to the side and gave him ease of access to whatever it was he wanted. He reached up and hooked his fingers around the bottom part of it and tugged it down inch by inch, maintaining eye contact with me the entire time.

“Trunks…” I bit my lip and he sent me a heated glare that said to be quiet. I liked this more direct side of him, it made me so aroused to here orders given like that. He raked his nails down my thighs lightly and I moaned softly as it sent shocks through my spine.

He stood up on his knees and watched me as he slowly undid his pants and let them fall down to about mid-thigh, but it was enough so I could see his hard on straining through the thin fabric of his boxers. I was drooling by this point, how could he not see it. He crawled on top of me rubbed our erections together, and I could only gasp in pleasure.

“I’m trying really hard to contain myself for your sake, Gohan, because I really truly just want to tear your fucking clothes off you and fuck you without mercy.” My cock twitched hearing that and my mouth went dry.

“Then take me, I’m yours. All of me. I’ve always been yours and I will always be yours.” He growled low in his throat before powering up enough to shred his clothes off his body, and then tore mine off with his bare hands. I blushed at my sudden nudity but didn’t have much time to dwell on it since he was hooking one leg over his shoulder and leaning down to tongue my tight asshole. I arched my back on the bed and ran my hands through his hair trying to get purchase on it but it was too short for that now. He thrust his hot tongue in and out of me and my moans were starting to crescendo before he pulled away, wiping his mouth on his arm with a wicked grin.

“You taste fucking amazing, Gohan. I want to do this to you every day.” I nodded my assent but then he was hooking my other leg over his shoulder and aligning the head of his cock at my entrance. He pushed my legs until I was nearly folded in half and I moaned loudly when he started pushing his hard cock inside me, stretching me as he went and not going slow in the least.

“I’m not going to lie to you Gohan, you feel too amazing to bother with pretenses of going slow.” I bit my lip as he muttered the filthy sentiment into my ear and whimpered when he finally was in all the way.

“I don’t care, Trunks, just do it.”

“Hm,” he smirked, “very well.” He pulled out and then slammed back into me and I cried out as pleasure racked my body, and I thought of the filthy position we were in as he stripped my sanity away inch by inch. He fucked me so hard that when I came, I saw stars, and then I whined when he pulled away.

“Trunks, I need you!” I moaned, and relished when he flipped me over so that my forearms were propping me up and he was on his knees behind me, taking me from behind this time. Each time he hit that delicious bundle of nerves deep inside me I gave a ragged cry and reached down to tug on my own leaking cock, craving release. A few short movements of my hand and I was cumming all over the blankets but he was far from done, and I cried out each time he hit my prostate.

“Ahhnn!” I moaned, and he pushed my head into the bed before grinding out an orgasm deep inside me.

“Don’t forget to be quiet, baby doll.” He said, his breath hot on my neck and I nodded numbly before we were going at once more. We were at it for what felt like hours before he finally collapsed beside me, having shot his heavy load inside me three times. My stomach was a sticky mess and my face was red, as were my ass and thighs. I had bite marks all over my chest and shoulders and I’d scratched him all down his backside as he’d claimed me as his own.

I laid there next to him and purred in contentment while he stroked my glossy black hair. He turned on his side to look down at me and he smiled beatifically down at me. He reached down and touched my stomach with the palm of his hand and at first I was confused as to why he was doing that but then I decided he was just a man of many mysteries. I got control of my breathing as my panting subsided into quieter, more even breaths and he pulled me closer to him and purred with me. I felt him pull a blanket over us and I fell asleep in his arms happy and deliciously sated, and knowing I would never get enough of him.