Reuniting Family
by Alpha Light Bearer     More by this Writer
This is a role play I’m working on with SweetCherryJewel. It tells the story of how Future Trunks learns about Saiyan culture, and finds his own place in it.

Many head canons are Cherry’s or mine, some of them are used with permission.

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Cherry: Mirai Trunks, Vegeta.
Alpha: King Vegeta, Bardock, Goku.
Incest Group Sex



Act 5
WARNING! Some of Trunks’ past experiences may be triggering or offensive to some. Fetishizing, forced feminization, harassment.

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Trunks shuffled where he sat, going red again as he quietly admitted, "my..... First, you need to understand. Humans on Earth have a gender binary. It's one of two, male or female. I'm what they consider a 'feminine male', I'm a guy that looks like a girl to most at first glance but still overall masculine."

He fiddled with his fingers in nerves but went on after a minute, "my first partner was male; he might have been the one I, um, had my first time with. Neither of us were sure. There was this amazing party after ....After a big event and I got drunk for the first time in my life and I just remember green eyes and sloppy kisses and a disappointing fast shot. But we both remembered seeing each other at the party and he swore he remembered kissing me so we dated for a bit. It didn't really work out though, what with all the reconstruction work and he wanted to leave my city to follow the job routes in other areas. We kept in touch for a while but then it tapered off and we just stopped talking. No big deal, shit happens."

He swallowed and continued, "my second partner was also male. I met him when I was helping with the reconstruction of a block of apartment buildings. He was....Funny, nice. At first."

Trunks frowned, "he.....He was what humans call 'bi', he liked both genders. My first partner was just gay, he only liked men. I guess that's also why he just.... Didn't really have much interest in me."

He sighed and shook his head, "anyway, my second partner just.... I started to get weird vibes from him. He liked it when I was over at his place all the time, and when I dressed up more, when I had my hair up, when I wore makeup and perfume. He pushed me to wear brighter colors and thinner fabrics..... It took a while, but a good friend of mine pointed out that he was trying to...... To feminize me. Make me appear more female than what I actually am. I tested it by wearing my old clothes from before, which helped me look more male. He, uh, didn't like it. Broke his fist on my shoulder when he tried to argue with me about it. Something about what he said got gears in my head turning so I tossed his room and I found his date albums. All of his previous partners were either pretty guys or they were female-leaning nonbinary."

The halfling snorted, "that wasn't me. If we'd talked about things, I wouldn't have minded dressing up for him, but just.... I didn't like that he literally was trying to remold me into what he considered an ideal partner."

He paused and looked very sad for a moment, "my one female almost partner was after him. I tried to drown my sorrows with watery beer at one of the last bars open and she cheered me up; I think we were each other's rebounds. She'd just dumped her own boyfriend of like, five years for cheating on her with her bestie. We went back to her place to break in her new bed and she freaked out once my pants were down. In her own words, she thought that I was a, ahem, 'full guy' with an asshole of an ex that wanted a girly boy to date. Once she realized what was between my legs, she chased me out of her apartment screaming that I was a pervert. That was very awkward to explain to the passing patrol officer. I didn't see either of them again after that so I guess it doesn't really matter in the long run."

Trunks paused once more and now looked a bit truly sad, "my third, actual partner..... Was also a guy. Sweet, funny, I met him a few months after all of that. He was a patron at my day job then and really nice. Tipped well, was polite and respectful, always something interesting to talk about. I had a strict policy about not dating customers but well..... I needed someone and he came off as genuine. So I accepted his offer for coffee and cake and we just.... Hit it off. It was actually pretty great for six months. Just.... Awesome. He knew so much about a lot of topics, he learned my likes and dislikes and yeah we fought but he was always willing to work things out and admit when he was wrong. Hell, he even comforted me when I started getting these really weird creeps at both my jobs, my night job especially. I.... I thought we could have..... You know, been really serious."

Betrayal crept into his eyes as he admitted, "then came the time he had to travel for work. He begged and begged me for sexy pictures in some outfits to 'keep him warm at night' while he was away; pictures of me in my work uniform and a couple of others he had. I knew he was into costume play, so that wasn't weird and we'd done sexy pictures before, so I agreed to it. That was my worst mistake."

"That same night, after he was out of the city for work, one of my best coworkers pulled me aside at my night job and asked if I knew what was being posted online. I didn't so I asked her what she meant. She showed me on her little laptop. It was this... This forum and posted up were... All of my sexy pictures, all of them. From when we first started dating to the ones I'd taken that day. And..... Others I hadn't consented to. There were even a couple of videos of us fucking that I hadn't agreed to; I never agreed to being filmed for those. Even the one video I sent to him of me masturbating after he begged and begged me for it was up there. My face was barely blurred out in a lot of them but it didn't matter. A lot of people in the comments knew who I was and confirmed where I worked and one even had a good guess of where I lived."

"But.... The worst part?"

"There were fucking auction links for my stuff. My used underwear, my old stockings, my high heels that I thought I misplaced, my socks, my ripped uniform I thought I'd thrown out because it couldn't be repaired..... He was making a fucking fortune off of me, off of fetishizing me and my body."

A weak, slightly hysterical laugh came out of him as Trunks admitted, "and he couldn't even get that right! He had me listed as a fucking 'futa'! Literally, 'my hot, sexy futa girlfriend' was the forum title! That's not what I am at all on Earth! It's not...."

Trunks shook his head to regain himself and went on, "but just.... He took suggestions from people too, making it out that I was going along with most of this, aside from what he called the 'sneaky pics', which were the pictures I didn't consent to taking. He asked what outfit I should wear, what pose I should do, what sex act should we do for the next video. And just.... On and on. It became clear to me as I read it all, I wasn't his partner; I was his toy and his money maker. Somehow that hurt the deepest. The one guy I thought actually cared for me just...... Didn't."

The halfling took a second to rub his face and forehead, then continued, "I wound up taking the night off of work. I went home, got my own computer up and got to work. I might be a pretty face, but I know my way around computers a lot better than most people. Especially in the time of a post apocalypse. Within a few hours, I had that site down, my pictures and the videos purged, flagged the auctions, and sent out viruses to all the collected ip addresses I got to brick and purge those nasty bastards' computers. Then, using the key he gave me, I went to his place and cleared out all my stuff, as well as getting evidence from his personal desktop and wiping and bricking it. He had some linked programs to his personal laptop, so I used that connection to wipe and brick it as well. Then I went home and.... I cried. All the rest of the night in my room. I just.... Bawled from it all."

Trunks rubbed at his suspiciously wet eyes and tried to smile a bit evilly but it was watery, "I got more revenge after that. He came home early from that work trip, freaking out about the site going down and his profits disappearing. I confronted him about it and showed him the evidence I had, which was more than enough for a full restraining order. He tried to love up on me, butter me up into being in a relationship with him again; apologizing that he'd 'been naughty' but he'd be good to me. I let him rub up on my side, then I stuck my hand down his pants and snapped his dick to a near ninety degree angle. As he dropped screaming to the floor, I told him if he came near me again, I'd rip the whole fucking thing off and make him eat it. Then I threw my copy of his apartment key at his head and left."

Trunks stopped, clearly wrestling with something, but admitted at last, "Zamasu attacked later that same week..........."

Whoever this 'Zamasu' was, the way Trunks said that name and the weight he gave to it meant something serious had happened. But he shrugged it off and finished weakly with, "well, after everything, Lady Chronoa dragged me to Tik Tok and I founded the Time Patrol and life's moved on."

He quietly looked at the King in full, trying to see his reaction to all this information.

"I- I understood most of it." The King pinched and rubbed the bridge of his nose, "I am familiar with 'male' and 'female' body types. And if this bastard and I ever cross paths I shall not hesitate to kill him. I shall not be swift about it."

Trunks' smile was grateful but also brittle as he quietly admitted, "You won't; he faced a far worse fate than most can imagine, thanks to Zamasu and the measures we had to take to seal him away."

"I also understand how fetishizing someone can be a negative thing. We... Us Sand Saiyans would fetishize Snow Saiyans and that was one of the many reasons they stayed away from us. The other main reason being their fur. It made it too hot for them to live in our hot valleys." King Vegeta waved his hand, "no matter. I did not understand what this 'futa' is, and clearly you do not identify as one. Does it have to do with your genitals?"

Shaking his head, Trunks gratefully took the subject change, filing away questions of his own for later regarding 'Snow Saiyans' and explained, "Sort of? Mostly...."

Trunks waved at himself, trying to explain it as simply as he could, "my body type falls under the intersex category, in that I have male and female genitalia present. A futanari, known as futa for short..... Well, originally it did mean anyone intersexed; but over time it came to mean specifically a female based body that also happened to have at least a penis, if not a penis and testicles. They may or may not also have a labia and vagina, depending on circumstances and with media forms, the artists' preference."

He waved to indicate his body again, continuing, "I'm a male based body with a penis as well as a labia and vagina, so I'm more what's known as a cuntboy, though it can also be a pretty derogatory term depending on which sources you hear it from."

The halfling shrugged and finished with, "humans, we'll argue anything to death just because we can."

Ah. So futanari was more like an art form. Saiyans, while not true pursuers of the arts, had a knack for imitating to perfection. They could replicate whatever they saw or heard, alas, they could not FEEL. They couldn't create on their own, at least most of the warriors.

"Cuntboy..." The King tested that word, "I like that word. But if it offends you in anyway, I shall not use it. Saiya-go has a few derogatory words as well. 'Catcher' is one of them. I advise you to never use that word, especially towards a locker. You... Are familiar with our breeding categories, are you not?" King Vegeta pushed back a lock of hair covering Trunks' face and placed it behind his ear.

Saiyans, as far as other species' classifications were concerned, fell into the category of male bodies with intersexed genitals. They had no distinction between male and female among them, however, and especially after being forced to join the PTO, the concept of binary gender was introduced to their culture. It was quite a shock for them, even more so than races having several genders at once and others reproducing out of their backs. The King shivered at that particular thought.

Trunks nodded, admitting quietly to the King, "Honestly, I don't mind it..... But don't use it in public or at least not around any human patrollers. It's got some rather derogatory connections to most, like I said. And same for 'Catcher'. That word's mostly innocent to humans, since that's a sports position, but in a specific reference to a man, it, uh, becomes derogatory too, depending."

He let out a warm sigh and leaned into the gentle touch, loving it whenever his hair was played with, even minutely. It took him a second to answer, trying to carefully word everything, "I do... Mostly. Prince Vegeta explained the bare basics to me, about lockers and latchers and when I asked him, Minkup explained it a bit more to me. Latchers are what every Saiyan is and Lockers are a more specific, rarer type, right? But neither of them said anything about.... What was it? Breeders?"

He looked up at the King, quietly hoping he hadn't mixed the terms up again for the Saiyan majority.

King Vegeta chuckled. "You have the terms mixed up. Every Saiyan is or can be a Locker, meaning we all are able to carry cubs, but only a few Saiyans can be Latchers, which means they can impregnate. I have heard of cases where two Lockers can create a cub, but it is far too complicated and it is easier to just have a Latcher do the work. Two Latchers may also reproduce, however, it is not met with cheers and good wishes. There are very few Latchers, you see, and they are best made to impregnate, not become pregnant. Also, a Saiyan can become a Latcher if he chooses to, but the process is very complex and painful. I know because I went through it.

"When a Saiyan comes of age they go into heat or into rut, and depending on which is best suited for them, they can remain Lockers, or they can undergo the painful process and become Latchers. Now, very, very few Saiyans are natural Latchers, we call them born Latchers. An example of that is Raditz. Those Saiyans do not need to go through the transformation process, they are born with everything they need to knot and impregnate.

"It was not always like this. Latchers were common at one point, until Frieza. He discovered that Latchers can unlock dormant power within their partner by means of sex." The King waved his hand in the air, "the 'how' is for another time. When Frieza found out that Saiyans could get even more powerful he decided to destroy every Latcher he could find. A few went into hiding. Others had their records tampered with and 'officially' became Lockers.

"That is when we started practically abusing the technology to give Lockers the ability to impregnate, otherwise our numbers would have thinned drastically. Now, not all Lockers can become Latchers. You need to have the drive for it and the build. I decided to become a Latcher when I went into rut way before Frieza came into the equation. I was fortunate he let me live once he took over and discovered our little 'trick' to become stronger through sex.

"My eldest brat... He once went into rut, but for more than one reason, he decided to suppress the urge to become a Latcher. You can blame Raditz for being one of those reasons.

"Now, Breeders. They were even rarer than born Latchers. One thing you need to know is that the Saiyan race is a hard race to breed. A successful pregnancy is reason for celebration! Pregnant Saiyans are treated like royalty in some instances. So imagine a Saiyan that is easy to breed. A Saiyan MEANT to have a multitude of cubs. Breeders are a gift from the Goddess herself. A blessing that lets us know she is still watching over us. THAT is what you are, my boy. You are meant to be pumped full of seed and have kit, after kit. And I know for a fact the idea is appealing to you. It is in the Breeder's nature the desire to reproduce. I may have only seen one Breeder before you but history does not lie. All the Breeders recorded through the scrolls have had tremendous desire to become pregnant and have as many cubs as they could."

King Vegeta stopped and chuckled again. "Not to mention, it is hot as Hell. Toma would most definitely agree with me. A pregnant Saiyan is one of the most attractive sights and has the most attractive scents on the Planet."

Trunks listened carefully, trying to think of a way to properly remember that for next time. Hmm.... All Saiyans 'lock on' to their targets but only a few..... No, that didn't work well......... He'd workshop it later.

He was very curious how one would go about becoming a Latcher, and by what method they could give more power to a Saiyan. Had Prince Vegeta talked about this? Maybe? ........They had had that weird conversation about chakra points; Trunks had felt like he'd missed something important during that talk. Maybe the Latcher method had a part in that?

And..... Yeah, he remembered listening to Prince Vegeta talk about all of the horrible shit Freeza had done. It made him wonder how the tyrant had ever been considered sane, given how he'd played with such fire as the Saiyans.

Then the King began to speak about Breeders and Trunks sat up, ears perked to hear everything. And it.... It was... Oh.

Oh.

He.... Uh.... Wow. He wasn't sure how to take that. On the one hand, it was nice to know that his weird, sex crazed body was apparently normal. But to know that he was now reduced to being a baby machine just....

And what was worse (better?) was that the King was right. Now that he thought about it, it'd always appealed to him to have a family; but Trunks had thought that that was because he and his mother had been so alone..... And then once the androids were dead, it made sense to finally be able to consider finding a partner and settling down to make a family with two or three kids or however many they got blessed with. Which.... Now that he thought about it, those thoughts got stronger once he'd lost his virginity....

Confused, and a little scared of the answer, Trunks pulled his legs up to hug them around the knees for self comfort, his tail crossing over his ankles the same, and he asked about it, sounding quiet and sad as he did so, "Is.... Is anything.... 'Linked' to losing your virginity? Like, those urges.... They get stronger? More frequent?"

"Losing what?" The King quirked his eyebrow. He seriously needed an Earthian dictionary if he wanted to understand all these strange words Trunks spoke about.

He did, however, notice how Trunks caved in on himself, as if trying to hide from the world. King Vegeta gently curled his tail alongside his grandson's to offer comfort and to ground him.

Trunks tilted his head in confusion; most species he met had had a concept of virginity in some fashion.....

Maybe he wasn't using the right words. Which could very well be likely and he considered that as his tail wrapped around his grandfather's for comfort and grounding; the soothing sensations helped him relax enough to think clearly about this.

Biting his lip, he thought it over for a while and finally said, "when you have sex for the first time. To humans, it's known as losing your virginity. Some get more specific with body part type virginity, like ass virginity, hand virginity, mouth virginity and cunt virginity. But for the most part, saying you had sex for the first time usually means either a blow job or a penis and cunt meeting up."

He waved down to his hips, going a little red as he further clarified, "those.... Urges, you mentioned. They seemed to get stronger after I had sex with my cunt for the first time."

The halfling couldn't help wrinkling his nose and grumbling, "really disappointing sex I'll admit..... Fucking quick shot jackass."

Had the King been drinking something at that moment, he would've spit it all across the table. As it was, he coughed and poorly covered it.

"Ah, that. Well, in Vegetasei we call that 'breaching'. If a Saiyan has been breached, that means he has had sex. Genita sex, scientifically speaking." The older Saiyan sighed, "we had Saiyans that worked as breachers. They would specifically be paid to have sex with unbreached Saiyans. Trust me when I say this, nobody wants to be a Saiyan's first. It can get very messy really fast.

"To answer your question, usually a heat is what triggers the need to start a family. When a Breeder comes of age, he will want to become pregnant with the nearest cock, so to speak. A Breeder's mate is envied by many. Sometimes even killed in order to take his place.

"Tell me, did you have your tail when you had sex for the first time?"

'Breaching'.... Huh..... He'd have to remember that to avoid future embarrassment if this subject ever came up again. And that was, uh, definitely an interesting job....

"Messy? How?" He asked curiously.

And at the King's own question, Trunks shook his head negatively, "no, I didn't. I didn't get my tail until about my first year-ish here with the Time Patrol and I haven't been with anyone during my whole career here. Too much work to handle around here to try dating and plus, I wanted to stay impartial with our first small, then slowly growing ranks. Can't exactly do that if I'm sleeping with one of them.... Or more...."

He couldn't help the blush that crept onto his face and accidentally admitted in a self-annoyed mumble, "if it wasn't for my pills, I probably would be the biggest cum slut on Tik Tok....."

This boy would be the death of him, mark his words. The King almost fanned himself. He noticed how a few of the Saiyans around them turned their heads in interest as soon as they heard the word 'cum slut'. King Vegeta released Trunks' tail to swish it angrily behind him, as well as scent the air with his smell. No Saiyan in his right mind would dare intervene now. The tail returned to wrap around Trunks' purple one.

"To answer your question, it becomes messy because it is very painful for a Locker to get breached. See, unlike you, Saiyans do not have their cunt open. It is covered by a thin membrane. The passage needs to be open," the King made a movement with his fingers, "and I have been told it is one of the greatest pains to ever experience. It fades soon after but during the first few moments, the Saiyan being breached becomes very violent. Bardock's brat had that job, he was a breacher, and I never understood how a third class Saiyan with such low power level could have such a toilsome job. He must have been very good at it. It is usually a job for Latchers, too. And I have heard that some lose their genitals courtesy of a Locker being breached. Mind you, Latchers can be breached as well, if they so desire. But it is uncommon.

"As for your tail. I mean it when I say tails are so much more than a third arm. They control several aspects of a Saiyan's life. One of them is the heat or rut triggering. Without a tail you cannot experience a heat or rut. So I am surprised that you started feeling the urges to become pregnant while still without a tail. Your nature must be very attuned to your desire, or vice versa. In this time that you have had your tail, have you experienced a heat? You mentioned taking a pill... Is it a heat suppressant? Those were very common among soldiers who were on missions. It would be very inconvenient to go into heat or rut while alone on an unknown planet, far from any Saiyan that could lend a helping hand."

Trunks relaxed as his grandfather's scent thickened in the air, feeling safe and comfortable. His tail squeezed the returned tail both in thanks and just because it could again. The act was proving to be very comforting and soothing and well..... He liked it. It also made it easier to focus on their conversation, which was.... Eye opening, to say the least.

So.... They had a thicker hymen? Basically? But the King was making it sound like this was more in depth than just a thin bit of skin.... He wanted to ask but the rest of what was said was far more interesting.

"So.... It's odd that I got those urges? Even without my tail?" That was.... Something to think about.... And then about his pills....

Trunks frowned and thought, admitting, "maybe? My mom and I designed them for myself, back in our own time, before any of the Time Patrol happened. I kept going through bad mood swings and periods of being aggressively horny or just aggressive, which was.... Really concerning. So we basically custom designed birth control pills for me and I've been on them ever since. I get.... Mean when I go off them and it's not something I like happening."

The old Saiyan felt like a hundred years just decided to drop on him. "My boy. You have been suppressing your heat for far too long." The King groaned and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Your body is at war with your mind. It wants to blossom but you keep putting it off." King Vegeta cursed every known deity for keeping him away from his grandson and not letting him take care of said grandson when Trunks needed it the most.

"I- Apologize for not being there for you sooner. I also apologize for my brat's negligence. He should have taught you better and helped you, regardless of what timeline you hail from. I cannot enforce my will upon you, but I shall ask this of you, whether you decide to act upon it or not is up to you: talk to Lady Chronoa and ask her to give you a long vacation. The longer, the better. Come to me and I shall care for you once your body detoxifies of the chemicals in the pill you take. What you need is a good dicking to clear your mind and let your body finally breath. You have been drowning it for too long. Trust me, you shall feel rejuvenated after you liberate your nature. And I shall be there to tend to you."

Trunks frowned, considering that. Prince Vegeta had made a lot of comments about Trunks neglecting his Saiyan nature, but they hadn't really talked much about it after..... Cell. And all his visits after that they just hadn't truly had time for idle chit chat beyond a few heartfelt conversations and a shocking apology that one time. He asked hesitantly, "so.... I need to stop taking my pills entirely? But what about...."

He shifted uncomfortably, admitting, "I get really aggressive. I know that Saiyans are warriors in nature and that might not be seen as strange but I.... I have to be very diplomatic as Commander of the Time Patrol. I can't be challenging everyone to duels or biting everyone's heads off and throwing them into walls or out windows at the slightest provocation. Not even for the ones that deserve it."

The comment about the prince hurt a little and Trunks felt the need to explain, "m.... the Prince Vegeta that sired me died when I was barely a year old. He just literally hadn't had the time to tell me or my mother anything beyond what he'd reluctantly said before his death. As for the Prince Vegeta of the past, we were training to fight a great enemy, over and over. We didn't have time for relaxation or idle chatter; it just.... Wasn't there."
Not to mention all the.... Awkwardness, after the past prince had apologized to him for what had occurred in the Room of Spirit and Time. But then at the mention of the vacation, Trunks winced and admitted, "that likely won't happen for a while. Making the gate and the new planet is going to take a lot of time and resources for Lady Chronoa so I'll have to step up and take on a lot more duties so she can focus on that. Like we said in the meeting, it'll take her at least six months. Terran months which would be.... I'm honestly not sure in Saiyan months. You mentioned that the days were longer but not by how much."

So he was trying to change the topic a bit; this was getting a little much for him. Even if Trunks did agree that he needed a good dicking.

The King looked crestfallen and didn't bother to hide his disappointment. "Saiyans... Do not use these month measurements. We use degrees, cycles, rain cycles, Eyo's drought, Aro's drought, full orbit, and so on. Lady Chronoa was clever enough to give me an estimate of the time it would take to finish the project using Vegetasei's time, so six months would be one rain cycle. One cycle under Eyo's orbit would be..." The King did some calculations in his head, "three and a half days, give or take. And one cycle under Aro's orbit would be almost six days.

"As for your pills, well, whenever you have the opportunity to take a vacation and stop taking them, you need not worry about being aggressive around Saiyans, especially not myself." The King placed a hand on his chest. "You shall not lose your subjects' respect, in fact, you shall certainly gain it. Besides, I shall be with you all the time, I know how to control my circle." To prove his point, the King let go of Trunks' tail and swiped his under Trunks' nose. "It relaxes you, does it not? When you get aggressive that will be all I need to do to calm you down. Besides," and here King Vegeta leaned close to Trunks and whispered in his ear, "with how much I shall be fucking you into oblivion, you shall not experience much aggression. Your body will be in a relaxed state, most of the time."

Trunks tucked that information about the degrees and day cycles away to puzzle out or ask about later. It was as always interesting to learn more about Saiyan life and culture.

Right now though, more of his attention was directed to the second half of what the King had said. He nodded in confirmation that the scent was soothing, purring a small bit to help prove it true. Then that whispered promise..... It made his cunt twitch eagerly and reslick, wanting attention. Happy to take this subject change, he leaned in, whispering back, "are you sure? I can get.... Really needy, when I'm not on my pills. Needy and jealous."

He let a hand move to rest on the King's arm, so very tempted to move it to the older Saiyan's leg and see what he could get away with as he murmured, "you won't be getting a lot of work done, I can promise you that."

The King laughed. "My mate used to be the neediest Saiyan around. He was also very jealous, a foreign concept to me but not unwelcome. I found it endearing that he would not desire to share me." King Vegeta placed his hand above the one on his arm and caressed it. "I shall, without a doubt, take a vacation myself while I am with you. I am sure my subjects will understand."

He added as an extra measure, "Lady Chronoa will understand this is a necessary thing in your life. You shall be able to perform better in your tasks when there is harmony between body, mind, and ki."

Trunks tilted his head in honest curiosity and interest, asking, "his name was Sakinuya, right? He'd be..... My other grandfather, wouldn't he?"

One of the first things he'd noticed was that Saiyans as a whole referred to themselves as male; the only times they used female references seemed to be as parts of jokes or in acknowledgment of specific sex acts, if his translator proved true, which it already showed it didn't such as with Bardock's apparent........ Title. The halfling leaned against the King's side, letting the conversation flow in this new direction as he kept asking, "he was monogamous? Is that unusual for Saiyans? From what I've seen and read, I always thought polyamory was the norm."

At the references to the vacation and the improvement to his health, Trunks nodded, and expanded on his earlier statement, "I'm not saying I won't take the vacation; it'll just be a while before I can. At least six months or however long it takes her to make the gate and the new planet. Once that's done and after she rests herself, Lady Chronoa will probably shove me out the door herself with orders to not come back for at last one Terran month, more if I slip the suggestion to her. The only hold back is that I'll have to have a comm in case any big emergencies come up. I'm the Commander of the Time Patrol; something might happen that needs my attention and input and, if it comes to it, my power to handle."

Surely, there'd be a similar setup for the King just in case, right? Wouldn't there be?

"Yes, yes, and yes. Snow Saiyans are- Were very monogamous. It was a great cultural shock when I took Sakinuya as a mate, for both of us. He would get so angry when he found me lip locked with another Saiyan. When I had Bardock servicing me, Bardock would put up a fight with him." The King chuckled at the fond memories. "One time," King Vegeta laughed, "he even went as far as challenging Sakinuya to a duel, HAHAHA! Winner got an unlimited pass to my cock! Oh, it was hilarious." The old Saiyan sobered up, "of course, my mate did not think so. I had to apologize many times for my humor.

"In the end, Bardock and I had to be extra sneaky. It was just like old times when we were younger." The King wiped a stray tear. "Now then, we shall continue the vacation conversation after Lady Chronoa finishes constructing our world. For now, I have been holding off long enough. I wish to have you, and going by your scent, you are not opposed to the idea." King Vegeta
brought a hand to Trunks' chest and massaged one of his pecs. "What say you?"

Trunks almost agreed but hesitated, not liking some of what he'd heard. He put his other hand to the hand on his chest, pausing it as he asked quietly and unsure, "wait...... You cheated on him?"

Did Saiyans have a concept of cheating actually? With how sex infused their culture was, it probably wasn't something they actively thought about outside of very specific situations. But if he didn't get this clarified now, Trunks could just see it becoming an issue later on. Especially if he did wind up taking a Saiyan mate, which the King had been hinting at as a possibility now that it was known that Trunks was a Breeder.

Shit, he should get to work on finding out more about Saiyan culture if this was going to become such a big issue.....

The King paused, giving his next words a lot of thought. "Saiyans, Sand Saiyans do not have this concept of cheating. And to be fair, I was sleeping with Bardock way before I met Sakinuya. I never hid the fact that I did not believe in monogamy from my mate. I just avoided angering him by keeping my affairs... Hidden. Sakinuya was not dumb, he knew I had lovers. But we came to a silent agreement; as long as he didn't catch me in the act, all was well.

"My connection with him was true, he never came in second. He was the one at my side during ceremonies, conferences, and what have you. No other Saiyan would take that place. I had one mate, none other had that title. I did have many consorts, but Sakinuya held his place above them. Whenever he called, I would leave my nest partner and come to his calling. I held him in highest regards.

"And Sakinuya bore me two cubs. That is more than I can say for my other lovers. The fact that I had sex outside our nest did not lessen his importance to me. I... Explained this to him. That is when we came to the silent agreement."

The King removed his hand from Trunks' chest and thread his fingers in his lavender hair. "One thing you must know about Saiyans, we do not see sex as a bad thing. It is a way to strengthen connections, form alliances, gain power. We do the same during banquets. We share food, we eat together, we enjoy that time in harmony. Sex holds the same significance."

Trunks considered that in heavy thought; it .....Honestly sounded like an average open relationship....Ish. .........Could he himself handle that? Taking a Saiyan mate and then having to live with them taking secret lovers and having consistent affairs? Would it be worse letting it stay 'hidden' in quiet agreement or having it out in the open and knowing every detail?

This was.... Going to be something he'd have to think on, very hard. But for now, he was getting tired and honestly he didn't really want to think anymore. So he quietly nodded and then lowered his head, to give the King's hands better access to his hair and nuzzled against his side, showing some submission to the older warrior. His purple tail sought out the brown one and wrapped around it again, wanting more comfort.

Really, truly, he just wanted to stop worrying and thinking and focus on the now. And the 'now' in particular involved some skilled fingers in his hair and mmm, it felt good.

The King smiled at the submissive stance Trunks took. His cock stirred but his hand kept petting his grandson's hair.

It was a lot to take in, different cultures, different concepts... He stretched his lips in silent understanding. "You shall get the hang of it. Saiyans are remarkable at learning. Just do not hurry it. It will come to you."

He continued caressing Trunks' exotic hair, suppressing a purr from making its way out. If the day ever came that the King, himself, purred in front of other Saiyans, King Vegeta would fire a ki blast to his own head. Four Saiyans had heard him purr, and that was enough for a lifetime.

Trunks though, had no such qualms. At the continued petting of his hair, and the reassurances, he started to purr softly in his chest, pressing into his grandfather's hand in a silent request for more.

It wasn't something he shared with many, but he loved having his hair played with and it wasn't something he got a lot of anymore. So this? This felt heavenly and was doing wonders for calming him down and reassuring Trunks. His tail squeezed against the King's own happily, trying to share the comfort and calm he felt with the other.

And as his body relaxed, it warmed again; his scent once more picking up the scents of slick and oil, though much more softly than before.

King Vegeta smelled the air and smiled, loving the sound of his third circle's purr, "do you think yourself ready for me?" The royal tail snaked its way upwards and gently caressed Trunks' tail gland. The King didn't want to upset the skin more than it already was, but a soft touch with his tail should be safe.

"I do not wish to insist or sound desperate, but I am." King Vegeta couldn't help a small blush spreading across his cheeks. "I have... Abstained from proper sex for a long time. None of the Saiyans around appealed to me, and Toma is a Latcher, it would not have worked between us. Now that Bardock is here I suppose I could bother him for a spell, but I much rather have you and strengthen our connection while we are at it."

Trunks squeaked then mewled at the gentle touch to his tail gland, his own tail raising up to give the King's better access to it. The sensations of pleasure had physical results: more oil came from his tail gland, his cunt got slicker, his cock began to reharden, and a couple drops of milk came from his nipples without kneading.

He barely heard what his grandfather said, but it was enough to make him tilt his head upwards and give another nipping kiss to the King's jawline, as he'd done before under the tree. Moving to nuzzle the older warrior's scarred shoulder, Trunks warmly admitted, "that goes for both of us, the abstaining for too long. Let's do it."

Granted, he'd have to be shown if there were any Saiyan specific bits to having sex (not that he'd seen so far though) yet, Trunks felt that the King wouldn't mind teaching him allll about it.

King Vegeta smiled predatorily. His eyes glinted as he bared his fangs. "There is a section in this building where all its visitors are engaged in some sexual act. Would you like to join them or would you rather I have you here? Either way, nobody will dare touch you as long as you are with me."

He tightened his hand in Trunks' hair a bit, just enough to let him know who was in charge, but soft enough to not scare him away. The King would need to tread carefully if he wanted Trunks to have the best sex ever.

Trunks shivered and felt his back arch a bit as his hair got pulled in a firm grip. Fffffffuck, trust the King to already suss out one of his weaknesses....

He swallowed and licked his lips as he thought about that offer. Honestly, here was fine at this point but......

But.....

He was very curious and a small part of him still wanted to abide by the apparent party rules. Head tilted down, he looked up at the King with a flushed face and eager eyes as he said, "l-let's go there, to that section."

Hey, maybe he'd even see a lot of, mm, interesting things.

King Vegeta's tail let go of Trunks' as the King stood up. He held out a hand for Trunks. "Let us go then."

He lead the way up the stairs to the top most floor, passing the floor where Saiyans were locked in ki-less combat, fighting each other with gusto, but without ever using their energy. This was a test of strength only. Perhaps he could sway Trunks into a small spar afterwards, the King thought, after all, he had a bigger build than the halfling.

Better not risk it.

The two Saiyans reached the top floor and took in the sights. The room was barely lit with small ki orbs floating in the air, giving an ethereal shine to the sweaty bodies moving and grinding against one another.

In a corner, there was a group of musicians playing a softer more sensual tune than the ones downstairs. Another corner had a fountain that contained more wine glasses and other non alcoholic beverages.

The King had required this room be padded for comfort, the floor was soft and cushiony. In addition to the floor, there were pillows scattered about for Saiyans to relax after their romp.

The many different scents hit the King full force and he inhaled them. He hoped they wouldn't be too much for the unaccustomed half-human, half-saiyan. It was, as one would say, an acquired 'taste'.

Trunks barely took in the sights as they went; he noticed the wrestling and thought it odd that it was ki-less, but perhaps it was another layer of being a Saiyan warrior. Proving how strong you were without having to rely on ki to bolster you. It'd be interesting to try later, if they were in the mood for it.

Then they got to the room and Trunks almost hit the floor.

Having grown with an incredibly sensitive nose, he'd gotten used to being overwhelmed with various scents before. It'd even been used as a cheap tactic by some of his prior opponents growing up. But this....

This was a whole other level.

The thick mixture of so many scents, overlaid so heavily with the tantalizing scent of sex, sweat, slick, oil, and cum just.... It nearly did him in. His body responded immediately by putting out more milk and his cunt got so hot and so slick that Trunks was pretty sure he could take some of his own biggest toys with no other prep. The younger warrior's hand squeezed the King's own hand hard, almost desperately as he tried to stay standing on legs with knees that wanted to buckle and a tail that wanted to lay flat against his spine to expose his cunt and asshole in offering. He tried to say something only to find he couldn't even speak; all that came out was a gasping moan that bordered on needy and he squeezed the hand he held again, not sure how much longer he could hold on and not give in to what his body wanted to do.

At the tightening on his hand, the King turned to look to his protege and couldn't help a chuckle seeing Trunks' expression.

"It is overwhelmingly good, is it not?" King Vegeta guided Trunks to a couple of Saiyans who were lounging on a big plush pillow. One growl from the King and a sneer, and the two Saiyans immediately scattered, letting the King have their pillow.

King Vegeta lay down on the soft pillow and swished his tail back and forth, releasing his own scent while getting rid of the previous users' musk.

He held his arms open for Trunks to lay on top of him. His smirk and eyes were inviting.

Trunks stumbled hazily after his grandfather and whimpered for the loss of his touch. Where did...where was..

He didn't feel..... Right. Hazy and weird and hot and more than a bit overwhelmed.

But a comforting scent hit his nose and it helped him zero in on his missing partner. Locating the King again, Trunks saw the invite and fucking took it, immediately and happily getting onto the cushion with the older warrior and stretching himself out alongside the other Saiyan's body.

Mmm, it was good; warm, solid, comforting. Something felt a bit lacking but they could deal with it in a minute. Right now was nuzzling time, which he was doing via rubbing his chin against the King's shoulder and purring the whole time.

The King smirked and chuckled, enjoying Trunks' nuzzling like the cat who got the cream. His hips, having a mind of their own, began rubbing against Trunks' leg, his shaft became harder with every passing second.

King Vegeta cupped Trunks' face and kissed him eagerly. His loins stirred as they rubbed their lips together. One hand left Trunks' face to grab his hair and give it a tug. As Trunks' head fell back, the King attacked his exposed neck. He moaned against the other's skin, nipping and licking and kissing all that he could reach, and later abandon it to return to Trunks' mouth.

The hand not holding Trunks' hair, slithered underneath him and pulled him close, their body temperatures kept rising as their skin turned slick with sweat.

His head was in a haze again as he returned the kisses and his hands moved to touch everything they could. One went down, down, and further still until it came to the King's crotch and eagerly sought out the root of the older warrior's cock. Finding it, Trunks' calloused fingers started mapping out the shape and size of the hot shaft, working their way up slowly to the head that occasionally bumped against his arm as he did the task.

His palm rubbed the head a few times, encouraging out some precum to make his grip slick and easier to move around the throbbing muscle. As if in response, his own cunt twitched and throbbed heavily in need and Trunks moved his legs, sliding one between his grandfather's and tugging one of the other Saiyan's legs between his own, trapping it lightly between his thighs as Trunks ground his hips against the thick, solid muscle, seeking any relief for his needy slit. His tail went up to make this easier, releasing his own scent heavily into the air as he got more worked up.

As he continued grinding his hips and running his hand up and down that wonderful, hot cock, Trunks let a begging whine leave his lips into the kiss. Yes, it was rushing but by Kami, he needed to get fucked and soon!

"Tell me what you desire, Trunks." The King whispered heavily against Trunks' mouth. "Do you need my cock inside you? Do you want to ride me until I come deep inside your cunt? Do you want me to knot you and fill you up until you are bursting so full of my cum that it trickles down my own cock?"

The King went back to kissing Trunks, biting his lips gently and caressing them later with his tongue. He pulled back and gazed into Trunks' eyes, waiting for an answer.

The boy was so slick, he doubted prep would be necessary, additionally, Trunks' genitals were a bit different than the other Saiyans. Whereas Saiyans usually had a small slit that needed prep before penetration, Trunks' breeder was wide and open and inviting. King Vegeta had never had the honor of fucking a Breeder and looked forward to burying himself as soon as Trunks voiced his wishes.

It took a second for King Vegeta's words to sink in, then another as Trunks waited for a natural break in the kissing to respond. His rough voice was deeper, lower and hot with lust as he replied, "yes."

His hand tightened around the head of the King's cock and his other hand went lower, kneading his own chest on the left side to get more milk out, remembering faintly his grandfather's demand from before, in the other room.

Finding his voice again, Trunks went on, his eyes glittery and glazed with need and lust as he spoke, "I want your cock in me. I want to ride it and get fucked by you until I can't talk or think anymore. I want you to fuck me so hard no other dick will ever measure up. Ruin me for any partner but a Saiyan and give me everything."

His hand tightened again, his thumb sweeping over the dripping slit in emphasis as he stated so firmly it was almost a demand, "Every. Last. Drop. Fuck me until your balls are empty and I'm marked inside and out with your cum."

His tail waved in the air, releasing more of his thick scent as he kept grinding his dripping cunt against the older warrior's leg. The hand on Trunks' chest switched sides, milk coming out easily now that he was so worked up and horny; the sweet scent adding to what was already in the air and making it that much thicker.

Suddenly, there was silence around them. Nothing but the soft music could be heard. The King, slack jawed, noticed the stillness in the room. After breaking from the spell this beautiful creature had put him under, King Vegeta looked around to see almost every Saiyan looking at Trunks, various emotions etched on their faces. Some were surprised, others were about to cum all over themselves, others actually did.

"AS YOU WERE!" The King commanded and the room once again burst into sound and activity.

King Vegeta returned his attention to his grandson and sighed. "You shall be the death of me." The King then pulled Trunks on top of him with ease and trapped their cocks between them. "Align me." King Vegeta commanded. "I cannot hold back any longer. I wish to feel you throbbing on my cock."

Trunks only noticed because King Vegeta looked away and then shouted and was moderately confused. What was that about? Did Saiyans not practice dirty talk?

Then his attention was back on his grandfather, purring as they changed position. His purring got harder as he heard a very desirable thing and he teased, "as you command."

Though.... With their cocks lined up like this.....Trunks did a quick measurement, gently pulling the older warrior's cock upright to compare it to himself. The head bumped against his abdomen higher than he thought it would and he stroked the head teasingly with one finger, "oh..... You're pretty long, huh?"

But it wasn't a turn off; if anything, it made Trunks even more eager to get that hot shaft inside of him, where hopefully it could finally hit those good spots all his prior boyfriends always missed. The ones nice and deep inside of him, furthest inside his core and at best got annoyingly teased if they were in a good position. Licking his lips eagerly, Trunks rose up on the balls of his feet, slipping a little on the soft pillow, and got into position.

One of his hands held onto one of his grandfather's knees for support while his other hand held the hot cock steady as he lined them up. A last bit of devilry hit him as that wonderful cockhead pressed against his eager and ready cunt, sending glorious sparks up his spine and all throughout his body. Resecuring his balance, Trunks stayed like that, just barely letting the head penetrate him as he fought down a purr to ask of the King, "ready?"

The King preened at the observation. He wasn't as long as some of the other Latchers but he was above average, even slightly longer than the Prince.

King Vegeta growled playfully at Trunks' teasing. His cock gave a demanding twitch as it rested just inside Trunks' warm folds. "I am more than ready for your cunt, boy. Give it all to me." He said in a husky voice, his tail excitedly swished left and right on the pillow.

Honestly, the nerve of the brat, teasing him like that. Trunks had an evil streak inside him that he most certainly got from his source. Prince Vegeta had refused to be initiated by the King but they did engage in anal sex once in a while, when the Prince had a break in between sparrings. And Vegeta had the most creative ways of teasing his source and carrier. Most likely he had learned them from Raditz. After every romp with the Prince, King Vegeta and Sakinuya would end up sweating, exhausted, and sated for days. If this was what the King was up against, he would make sure to put in the effort necessary to match Trunks' eagerness.

Trunks hummed and waited a second longer, the little devil.

But, even he couldn't hold out forever, not with a wonderfully hot, throbbing cock at the ready against his cunt. So with a sigh, he moved his holding hand up along the shaft till it got to where their flesh met, his fingers slipping around the wet head as he felt around then held open the lips of his cunt as best he could one-handedly. That little part done, the younger warrior slowly relaxed his muscles and allowed himself to sink down onto the waiting shaft and..... And....

Oh.

Ooooooooh~ !


It felt.... It was.....

His hand moved, getting itself out of the way and placing itself on the King's other knee for balance as Trunks kept sliding down. He stopped at about just over half way, dazed and his lips moving dully, the head pressed almost to his cervix deep inside of him. It'd go deeper, he knew, but for now... For now he.....

F...fuck, it could feel this good just from putting the shaft in?! He'd been fucking cheated all this fucking time! Fucking little twig dicked two pump chump assholes! Trunks wasn't ashamed of his past partners but now he was super Kami-damned annoyed he'd slept with them. Cheap cock like -that- when he could have had quality cock like -this?!-

Putting strength into his arms, Trunks lifted himself up a few inches then sank back down, moaning deeply as his cunt greedily took in more of his grandfather's throbbing shaft. He repeated the motion soon after, his inner walls squeezing tightly in need around King Vegeta's cock as it left him, then eagerly accepting it back as it returned, again a little deeper.

Ffffffuuuccck, they weren't even going hard at it and already Trunks could feel himself firmly settling in the camp of Saiyan cock for life.

"Mmmm~" The King groaned as Trunks took him inch by glorious inch. The hot walls enclosed him, pulsed around his shaft. It felt amazing and he was only half way inside. Then the little tease lifted himself while tightening his walls. Luckily, for both their sanity's sake, Trunks sat back down, each time taking more of King Vegeta's cock inside him.

The King watched Trunks' passion filled face as he slowly rode his cock. His russet tail seeked the lavender one and wrapped around it once it was found. His hands traveled up Trunks' hardened thighs and up to his hips, where the King put a little pressure while simultaneously lifting his hips up to meet Trunks' cunt.

"Tell me, boy, how does a Saiyan dick compare?" The King's eyes glinted maliciously. He would be damned if he didn't ruin Trunks and made him crave only Saiyan cock.

Trunks made a strange little noise as the King pushed himself in deeper, but it was a good one. His tail wrapped tightly around the King's, so tight it shook but in a good way.

He took his time with answering, wanting to get another wonderful inch in first before he moaned out, "amazing. I-it's never been this deep before and, and..."

He shuddered as he sat back down, the head pressing very firmly against his cervix to give the younger that ~wonderful~ stretching feeling he liked but didn't often get, not even with his own toys. Holding himself steady, he freed one hand and touched his abdomen, low down and not that far above his groin as he admitted, "my, my longest part-partner only ever got to about.... H-here. Maybe a, a little higher if we, we did d-doggy style."

Moaning, his fingers moved upwards with slow 'walking' movements. He stopped much higher up, putting a little pressure to emphasize as he spoke, "m-meanwhile, you're.... You're all the, the way here. And you're not even, even all the way in."
Putting his hand back on the King's knee, Trunks used a bit of muscle to pull himself up, loving the feeling of the older Saiyan's hands tight on his hips. Lowering himself back down, the younger let out a long and deep sigh that turned into a melting purr as the cockhead pushed tightly against his cervix again. Words tumbled from his lips as he repeated the move, admitting more, "it, it's so hot! Hot and good and I can't, can't believe I we-went this long without t-this!"

The lavender haired fighter repeated the move a third time, then when he was sitting down again, Trunks rolled his hips in a grinding motion, moaning again at all the pleasure it sparked and sent throughout his body. Panting, he begged lustfully, "please, please please don't -ever- pull out of me!"

At the mere thought of losing this wonderful cock, Trunks' whole body tightened up to try and hold on to the throbbing shaft; his inner walls clamped down and squeezed, his muscles tightened, and his tail somehow held on that much tighter to the King's own. All in a clear cry of 'Don't take this away from me!'

The King soaked in Trunks' words, the cub had a wicked mouth. He chuckled at the last part. He had heard that phrase before, but hearing it from his third circle cub, and a Breeder no less, it was that much sweeter and satisfying.

"You feel wonderful. The way you fit me like a glove, so warm and tight. Your pussy was meant for my cock." The King pushed up again as Trunks sank down. He could feel Trunks' cervix opening at the head of his shaft and wondered...

"Have you ever been knotted? I do not know about human anatomy, but us Saiyans have what is known as a womb knot. Allow me to show you." Before Trunks could answer King Vegeta pulled the halfling down while thrusting up as far as he could go. Trunks' cervix was pierced by the head of King Vegeta's erection for a split second before the King pulled out again.

"I trust you felt that?" The King quirked an eyebrow.

Trunks purred at the compliments, his insides squeezing as well to show his appreciation further but the King's comments got him curious. Pausing, he tilted his head in confusion, but before he could answer his grandfather moved first and.... And....

...................

.......................

That..... That had........

Strength left his body and he barely got it back before he collapsed in a heap atop the King. Breathing hard and literally shaking with the effort to support himself, it took Trunks a solid minute to respond. Not just by regaining the energy to do so, but also trying to get his brain to work again from the staticky haze it seemed to be stuck in.

Once he could speak again, he jerkily shook his head, answering in stammering halts, "n-no, no. H....humans.... We don..... C-can't......"

Swallowing hard, he tried again, "hu-humans.... Don't..... K-knot at all. L, let alone.... The w-womb."

He met King Vegeta's gaze and locked eyes with him, his face flushed and wanting and his body trembling for more as he begged, "ple-please? Please k, knot me? I, I want it! Knot me!"

That bare second hadn't been enough, not anywhere near enough for his suddenly greedy cunt and womb and please, please let the King be gracious enough to indulge him!

"Oh, my dear boy." The King's expression turned dark. "I intend to."

As soon as the words left his mouth, King Vegeta's arms hugged Trunks suddenly and held him close as he rolled them over. The King then sat up and began pounding Trunks into the pillows. He wasted no more time, the cub clearly wanted and NEEDED a good pounding. And His Majesty was all too happy to oblige. He thrusted inside as far as he could go without actually going through the cervix, it was his time to tease Trunks. The head of his shaft barely pushed against it, over and over, working his grandson over with a passion. He knew neither of them would last long, not with all the teasing going on since Trunks arrived at the party, but as a Saiyan, he could go several rounds and cum every time.

"I shall gladly get stuck inside you and paint your womb with my seed." The King moaned as his dick throbbed. He could feel himself getting closer to the edge, but he would make sure Trunks came before he did. This whole celebration was for Trunks. And the King would make sure he was utterly satisfied by the end of the day.

Trunks let out a rather adorable squeak as their positions were suddenly changed, then he was moaning loudly and frequently, begging mixed in with as he was pounded into the pillows, "f-fuck me! Harder, HARDER, pleasepleaseplease!"

Their new position let him wrap his arms around the King's shoulders to cling tightly to him and his nails dug into the tanned, scarred flesh as his own climax neared. He didn't want to cum yet, not when he hadn't been given that wonderful knot but it was so hard to hold on and deny himself at that moment; with how the King's cock pistoned in and out of him, -teasing- him so badly and, and...

Their wound tails tugged at each other just right as he got another teasing not-quite-penetration to his cervix on a deeper thrust. His body locked up, Trunks' muscles going tight and with a gasping moan that almost hit a scream, he came. With no testicles, he of course put out no cum, but instead slick came from his cunt, splashing onto the King's cock base and balls and even onto his lower stomach. The throbbing muscles of Trunks' pussy grabbed greedily at the older warrior's cock, as if both trying to eagerly massage the cum out and keep the shaft inside of him.

Trunks rode it out well, clinging to the King as if the Saiyan was the only thing grounding him at that moment.

"FUCK!" King Vegeta cursed as he felt Trunks' walls tighten around his shaft. With one more hard thrust he speared through Trunks' cervix and it clamped down. The head of his shaft started swelling up and semen came out in long spurts.

"Oh, you feel exquisite around my cock, Trunks. Your cunt is amazing! Gripping me like a life line. Pulsing and squeezing and milking the last drop of cum!" The King nuzzled Trunks' neck as he kept giving quick, short thrusts, just enough to put pressure on the womb knot.

"Are you ready for the best part?"

H...He couldn't think. Trunks got hit with a second orgasm after getting knotted and his body felt like limp rags. The only part of him with any strength was in his cunt, where the muscles had seized tightly around the cock buried deep within him and continued to squeeze in massaging motions as if to milk the shaft dry.

The fuzz in his head dulled enough for him to hear 'best part' and all he could do was nod and mumble something that sounded rather confirming.

Mm, he felt.... So good inside; hot, full, complete. ....Almost. Something did feel weirdly missing but he couldn't put his finger on what. So he just nodded again, managing a little more strength that time to make sure the King knew he was agreeing to whatever this 'best part' was.

The older Saiyan smiled and unwrapped Trunks' arms from where they were hugging his back. He then started pulling, tugging on their connection. More and more, the King pulled, further stretching Trunks' womb.

"This may feel odd right now but you shall thank me later. You are going to experience what we call a 'ki orgasm'. Your base power will increase due to the energy that will be released from your sixth energy point." King Vegeta placed his hand right above Trunks' womb. "Here, your dormant energy is inside here. Once your ki snaps, you shall feel the most magnificent orgasm throughout your entire body. Your skin will glow with unrestrained ki. You may even pass out from the feeling of every molecule in your body shattering into climax."

The King pulled more. "Bare with me. We are almost there." And just like that, Trunks' belly started glowing, the farther King Vegeta pulled the more that glow expanded, until something snapped and the glow took over his body.

Trunks made a soft moaning sound when the tugging started in earnest, barely able to hear what his grandfather said over the blood pounding in his ears.

But then, as he said, something felt... Like it was building. About his core, deep and strong and oh, ooooh!

His moans got louder and then it, it fucking happened and.... And...

Trunks came again with a scream, his body suddenly gaining the strength to arch up in a tight bow, muscles seizing and clenching as what felt like electric fireworks shot throughout his body, starting from just above his womb and working to every part of him. By Kami, he felt like he was on fire but in the most magnificent way! It was like he'd been so dulled, so senseless and now all of it was being undone; blinders he hadn't known were there disappeared and, and, and-

By the time it was past the high point, Trunks' blue eyes had rolled to the back of his head and he'd actually passed out from the sheer overload, and not just from climax.

The glow to his skin was pretty and further helped prove his royal lineage, taking on that distinctive purple hue that only the clan of Vegeta had.



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