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~ Where Saiyan Hearts Thrive ~
Reach Out and Touch Someone
by Dharma Serenity
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Unhappy in his marriage with Videl Gohan starts an affair with Trunks. How will it end? Can love blossom and prevail?
Chapter 01
Trunks paced in his bedroom, waiting for Goten who was over an hour late. Goten had said he had to drop something at Gohan and Videl’s home, and since it usually bored Goten to go there, Trunks couldn’t understand what was taking him so long.He tried Goten’s phone again but the voicemail just picked up like it did last time.
He was so angry. They were going to be late for the movie if he didn’t get here soon.
Trunks, frustrated, picked up the phone. He dialed Gohan’s number.
“Hello?”
“Hey Gohan, it’s me, Trunks.”
“Oh Hi! How are you, Trunks?”
“Good, hey, is your brother there?”
“He was here. Wha..? Ok! Trunks, sorry about that. Yeah, Goten was here awhile ago. Yeah? Videl, I’ll be right with you! I’m on the phone. So, yes, Goten, he was here awhile ago, but left. He got a call from a girl – I don’t remember her name. He left after that.”
Trunks was so angry he didn’t think of what he was saying out loud. “He’s probably …”
“Videl! I’m on the phone. I’ll be right there…”
“....having his cock sucked right now.”
“WHAT??!”
Trunks just laughed at Gohan’s embarrassment. “You heard me!”
“I don’t think that’s a very nice thing to say. What did I ever do to you?!!” Gohan was very angry, thinking that the comment was directed at him because Videl kept interrupting them.
Trunks looked at the phone in horror. “Whoa, Man! I didn’t mean you!”
Gohan didn’t know what to say, his cheeks red.
Trunks said, “Look, I gotta go.”
“Bye!” Gohan hung up on him, almost rudely.
Trunks decided to go to the movie by himself, feeling like a loser. He sat through it, barely thinking of what he saw on the screen. What had there been in Gohan’s voice? He was embarrassed and angry but there was also something else there.
Trunks, distracted, thought it through. Curiosity? A little bit of shame? He didn’t think that they got up to anything kinky at the Son home.
Poor guy, he thought.
He tried to cross his legs but suddenly his own arousal was in the way.
* * *
He left the movie still feeling arousal. There were quite a few explicit scenes in the movie and they only made things worse.
He got home and lay on his bed, glancing at the phone in his hand. He put his hands free set on his head so he didn’t have to give himself a neck ache and he dialed Gohan’s number.
Gohan picked up. “Hello?”
“Hi, it’s me, Trunks.”
“He’s not here, Trunks.”
“I didn’t think he would be.”
Silence.
“Why did you call then?”
“Just felt bad about our earlier misunderstanding, wanted to say I was sorry for you.”
There was hesitation as Gohan was about to say, “Don’t worry about it,” but then heard the last two words of what Trunks had said.
“You’re… sorry for me?”
Trunks, a little horny, and a little reckless, not having been laid in some time, just plowed on ahead. “Yes, it sounds like you could use a blow job.”
Gohan was stunned into silence.
He then was so angry, that when he tried to speak, his voice trembled, “How…”
“Well, first, someone would get down on their knees in front of you and start to undo your zipper.”
Gohan looked around to see if Videl was hovering right behind him, hearing every word.
He was so busy looking around, his ears getting red, that he forgot to say anything to Trunks, so Trunks continued. “You’d be really excited by someone down on their knees in front of you, that when they did reach inside your pants to pull you out, you’d be nice and hard.” Trunks’s voice was already quite husky, his hand reaching down to his own groin to massage it.
Gohan, turned back around, his face blazing red but he didn’t hang up the phone.
“You there?”
Gohan stammered, “Yes.”
“Good.” Trunks, who didn’t know that he had a phone sex voice up until now, used it on Gohan. “Why don’t you sit somewhere where you can pull yourself out right now?”
Gohan, feeling his heart beat in his throat looked around guiltily. “I’ll be right back,” he said in a trembling voice. He put the phone down and went to look in on Videl. She was sound asleep. He had already tucked in Pan a couple of hours ago. He picked up the phone and then sat in the darkened living room on the couch.
Trunks heard the breathing on the phone, his own heightening in response. “You back?”
“Yes.”
“Good, are you sitting down?”
“Yes.” Gohan couldn’t believe what he was doing but he was doing it nonetheless. He felt himself blush all over.
“Why don’t you pull yourself out?”
“I don’t know.”
“You don’t want to?”
“I do. It’s just..”
“Just do it, Gohan.” There was so much breath behind the way Trunks said Gohan’s name, that in response, Gohan felt his blood quicken.
“All right.” Trunks could hear the zipper. He smiled. He heard Gohan shuffle a little, knowing that he was yanking down his pants.
“Is your cock in your hand?”
The trembling voice told him so before the words were fully uttered, “Yes, it is.”
Trunks unzipped his own pants and pulled himself out. He was so hard, that as he started to touch himself, his breathing intensified. Gohan could hear it and it aroused him further. Gohan touched the tip of his own member and felt the moistened slit. He closed his eyes in the dark and heard Trunks say, “I can hear you breathe.”
“I can hear you too.”
“How does it feel, Gohan?”
“Good.”
“I want you to use your thumb, and just rub it along the top of the tip, and just think of a warm tongue there instead.”
Gohan did as he was instructed, feeling so aroused it was a delicious and thrilling feeling.
“My tongue,” Trunks confirmed.
Gohan heard himself moan. He did as Trunks said and thought he might cum any moment. “Gohan, I like the sounds you’re making.”
“I like, what you’re saying, Trunks.”
“Would you like my mouth on your cock, Gohan?”
“Yes!” Gohan was moving on the couch against his own hand. Trunks could hear his excitement. He thought he would cum just listening to Gohan.
“Gohan, you sound so good.”
“You do too. What, are you doing?”
“I’m slowly rubbing it up and down.”
“Are you close?”
Trunks smiled at Gohan’s curiosity. “Yes, any moment.”
Gohan breathed into the phone. “Me too.”
“How big are you, Gohan?”
“I’m big, about 7″ or 8″ inches.”
“Mmm, it sounds so good. I’d like to feel it. I’d like to taste it.”
Gohan felt the deliciousness build.
“Is the head big? What color is it? Is it pale like the rest of you?”
“Yes, the tip is bigger. It is pink right now.”
“You can see in the dark?” Trunks’s chuckled in an arousing voice.
“No, I just know.”
“You mean you like to look at yourself as you play with it.”
“Yes.”
“Would you like me to suck your cock, Gohan?”
“YES!” Gohan, shuddered, controlling his moans so that only Trunks could hear them.
Trunks liked listening to Gohan as his breathing and moaning continued. Through the moans Gohan managed to ask Trunks, “What are you doing now?”
In a husky voice, Trunks replied, “I’m about to cum.” And he did. Gohan listened to the other shudder and moan loudly.
Trunks looked down at the semen all over his belly. “I’m a mess right now, Gohan. I wish you were here to lick it off me.” Gohan only moaned in response.
“We need to meet, Gohan. Somewhere where we can be alone for awhile.”
Gohan shuddered with the possibility.
“Well? What do you think?”
“All right but not for a few days, ok?”
“I can wait. It will be worth it.”
Gohan still was catching his breath.
“Good night, Gohan.”
“Good night, Trunks.”
