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Trunks held his breath when Gohan pushed into him. Both of them were too impatient and too excited about all of this finally happening. They hadn’t discussed or prepared in advance, and Trunks had been amazed when Gohan had procured some kind of lubricant. They had stared at each other awkwardly until Gohan had cleared his throat and told him that he had found some useful information on the Internet even before having entered the Time Chamber and that he, perhaps, knew one or two things about how to prepare a man’s anus for sex. Theoretically, of course.

“How is it?” Gohan asked, giving Trunks a worried look from above.

Trunks exhaled noisily. “Pretty good actually.”

“Does it hurt?”

“No, it doesn’t. Feels strange, though.”

“In a good or a bad way?”

Trunks chuckled. “Can’t tell for sure, yet.”

Soon Trunks discovered that it actually felt strange in a good way. Such a good way, in fact, that he found himself grunting in pleasure every time Gohan thrust into him. He came quickly, before Gohan, who followed a few moments later.