Trunks was putting the finishing touches on their anniversary cake. He’s made sure to follow their mother’s exact recipe. Today, he wasn’t going to let anyone disrupt their day: not their fathers, not their mothers, not any known relative, and certainly not that damn website. After managing to keep their relationship hidden for a solid two years, there was that website that had managed to exploit their relationship. He did have to admit the art, the stories… It was enough to tighten ones pants. But, his mind was disrupted from further thought as the timer on their dinner went off. Any second he knew Gohan would be home and that he didn’t have much time.Gohan came back home, holding tightly the fanarts he had printed from that website from hell “Can you believe they figured that out too by themselves” he said to Trunks showing him the picture of them spanking each other “It’s like if they’ve spies everywhere”.
Trunks stood firmly in front of the kitchen door. He took the picture and flipped it every possible angle. “They still never manage to get your ass looking just right you know.” He gave the most innocent smile as possible. “But, other than this… You have an all right day?” He gave his husband a peck on the lips.
“Ordinary and boring day as usual. Mmmm but now you’re here it’s much better. Happy anniversary” he whispered and kissed him back “You’ve to admit they did a good job rendering how red your sexy ass was though”.
“At least you remember what today was. But, is this picture all you brought home.” Trunks wasn’t budging from where he stood. “And, I hate to tell you this… But, I can make your ass redder than mine was.”
“Actually no. It’s just the saleswoman who was giggling silly when I bought your present and of course she was watching those damn pictures” he replied pulling out a thin rectangular and wrapped box from his jacket “Happy anniversary again. By the way was it a threat or a promise?” he grinned as he watched Trunks opening his gift.
“Why don’t I hold off on opening this until you have your gift… But, first.” Trunks finally stepped aside. He held open the door for Gohan. “I know you must be starving after such a long, tiring day.” He grinned.
Gohan sniffed “Seems like you’ve outdone yourself. A nice meal all alone with my lovely Trunks what else could I want more?” he replied seductively, even after all these years he still loved him as much as on the first day.
“I imagination well see new art popping up very, very soon… Art of us rolling around on our dinning table covered in cake. But, you don’t get dessert until you’ve eaten dinner. I worked extremely hard.” Trunks grinned as he pulled out a chair for his husband. “Love you.”
“I’m actually surprise they don’t have a picture of you popping out of a huge cake wearing nothing but pink speedo” he teased “Love you too my hard worker”.
Trunks sat out mash potatoes, gravy, corn, steak, and several other dishes that he knew was his husband’s favourite. “Well, I did cook supper in only an apron. I’ll admit it was hard getting dressed… But, I wanted you to eat while it was still hot.”
“Damn I need to come back home earlier next time. Must be quite a sight to see you cook only wearing an apron” He started devouring the meal “Don’t know why but all this dirty talk gave me a sausage craving” he said rubbing his foot against Trunks leg.
“You’re a dirty, dirty hubby.” Trunks rubbed his husband’s firm muscles. You’ve got to admit… That it isn’t my cooking you are really wanting.” He rubbed those muscles a little harder. “Do you want to skip lunch, and move onto dessert?”
“Does it involve you being naked?” Gohan asked, his manhood slowly hardening. He kept eating he could wait a bit more just for teasing Trunks.
“It involves cake, a table, and making a big mess.” Trunks was more interested in watching his husband eating, than eating his own dinner. Besides he’d already done his fair share of ‘snaking’ because he had to taste test to make sure everything was perfect. A few strands of his purple hair fell in front of his eyes.
Gohan quickly finished his plate, he rarely ate like his dad, but tonight he didn’t want to wait nor waste the food. “I guess it’s time for desert then” he said wiping away some mashed potatoes from the corner of his mouth.
Trunks stood up, and collected the dishes. “You’d better like this cake…” He said as he sat the cake on the table. He’d managed to make a decorative landscape on the cake. “Happy nine years.” He whispered into the others ear. “Many more to come.”
“Already nine years? Felt barely like nine days” he replied “So should we give them a memorable birthday to remember?” he winked.
“Probably, since they are celebrating seven years of tracking us down. You know we could set up our camera and send them a video.” Trunks grinned. “Maybe then they could paint your ass a little redder, and it would be the most correct picture they have.”
“Are you teasing or planning to do it?” Gohan replied giving a playful spank to Trunks ass “I’m surprised they didn’t think about filming us”.
“I wonder whose mind is dirtier. Ours or theirs.” Trunks looked at Gohan. “No comments on the cake?” He crossed his arms. “You know I’ve been cooking since this morning to make sure everything was just right.”
“Sorry, it’s just you’re so breathtaking that all I could notice was you” Gohan flirted “This is really a lovely cake. Looks like your mother special cake, the one that take so many hours to do.”
“And your mothers recipe for icing… The one that is your favourite.” Trunks grinned as he slid into his husbands lap. “Almost looks to good to eat.” He ran his finger through the icing and tried some. Teasing Gohan in the process.
“What’s certain is that I’m going to take a large slice of you” Gohan growled playfully sucking Trunks fingers slowly “My favourite, Trunks with icing” he said and kissed the palm of Trunks hand.
“Oh really…” Trunks managed to free his hand. “I’d rather think you’d want a naked me with icing.” He laughed as he started to undress them both. He didn’t care about formality… It just had to go. And, go it did… In shreds.
“That’s an interesting way of stripping” Gohan commented “I’m glad though that I wasn’t wearing the nice shirt you offered me for my birthday” he added and sealed their lips together, his tongue first licking Trunks lips softly silently begging for entrance.
Trunks grinned and licked back. It was fierce with icing still on his lips. With work, and other things they barely managed time to meet up together to sleep in the same bed. There was an almost purr in his moan. His hands rubbed the others chest.
“You know I think we should take a very long holiday, just you, me and a bed” Gohan whispered kissing and licking methodically Trunks neck, looking for a nice spot for leaving an hickey.
“The bed, the chair, the table, the tub…” Trunks moaned and dipped his fingers in the cake again. “Everywhere in between… Even outside.” He didn’t pay attention to where he was putting the icing. He didn’t care Gohan could lick it all.
“Sounds like the beginning of a good fanfic” Gohan joked and licked all the icing from Trunks body, his desires growing stronger. He kissed him roughly this time, sharing the icing’s flavour as their tongues duelled.
Trunks stood up, and pushed Gohan onto the table. The last of his work smashed. He didn’t care. He climbed onto of his husband. The table cracked, and gave way. It didn’t stop him. He kissed him fiercely before he started to suck on the others neck. He ground his hips exciting them both further.
Gohan grunted as they felt hard on the floor, he liked when his lover seemed to lost control. He kissed feverishly every bit of skin he could reach, his hand caressing Trunks body before firmly grabbing his ass cheek and fondling them firmly
Trunks growled fiercely, but playfully. He could taste cake. He had to admit that he’d done a damn good job. To bad neither would really realize it. His tongue dipped into his lover’s navel teasing him. He hoped to excite him to point of where he had to beg.
Gohan fought back for a while trying to return the loving teasing, before finally whining “Trunks… please…I need you” whatever he begged for he wasn’t really sure and it didn’t matter he loved being taken by his prince and he also love taking him. All what mattered to him now was to reach completion with him.
Trunk’s looked into Gohan’s eyes as he licked a bit of frosting off of his lover’s cock. “Is that begging…?” He grinned as he nibbled the swollen flesh. He rubbed his lovers entrance, but didn’t penetrate. He was still enjoying the bit of teasing he could give his lover.
The saiyajin in him flashed a death glare to Trunks, the human side sighed and gave in “Yes it is…. please…” he moaned, aching to be touched, to be loved or allowed to make love.
“Now, now… Didn’t your mother tell you that fighting never got you anything that you wanted?” Trunks chucked as he sat up right. As he leaned forward he pushed his cock inside his lover. He wasn’t about to keep the teasing up even if it meant loosing his lover up. He was all about giving what was wanted.
Gohan grunted then moaned “Nghnnn god yes…. want you all the way” then grinning he added “and if I’ve been a bad boy you can punish me after” he said playfully pinching his lover nipples and squeezing his inner canal against Trunks manhood.
Trunks gave it his all without actually powering up. His back was arching was each thrust. His was almost certain that people outside could hear them if they wanted to. But, he didn’t care. Sweat collected in droplets, and his hair became a mess. But, he was completely enjoying the feeling of his lover.
Gohan didn’t care if people heard or saw them; all he knew was right now his whole word was Trunks. Trunks was all he wanted, all he needed, all he cared, and each powerful thrust brought so much pleasure “ngggh we need to do that more…ahhh much more often”
Trunks nodded barely able to make out what his lover was saying. He panted heavily in between moans. He took hold of his lover’s cock and stroked him. It was feeling incredibly good but he couldn’t hold on much longer.
Gohan was on the edge too “Oh fuck Trunks” he muttered incoherently as he cummed hard in his hand, his inner canal tightening as pleasurable waves washed over his body.
Trunks body shuttered he felt his lover. The pleasure excited him. He couldn’t hold on any longer. He thrust deep inside and came hard. He growled and moaned as he collapsed onto of Gohan. His eyes still clamped shut as he searched for air.
Gohan hugged his lover softly, caressing the heated back and gently kissing the purple mane. He remained silent, simply enjoying the completion feeling as well as the incredible tenderness of that moment.
“So, how was the cake…?” Trunks finally managed to mutter. He was still half in a daze and completely enjoying the after math. His breathing was shallow as his body was almost completely calmed down.
“Not as tasty and brilliant as you were” Gohan smiled and kissed him softly. “Now the question is how will they add this spanking you promised in their story,” he grinned.
“We’ll just have to wait and see…” Trunks grinned, and finally helped Gohan to stand. “But, I think we could use a shower, and then a broom.”
“And a paddle too if you really want to make it as red as you promised” Gohan wiggled his tush teasingly as he went to retrieve the broom.
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