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The cold and clear night sky was beautiful that evening.

A sea of stars was twinkling merrily over the velvet darkness.

The power at their compound had been cut earlier other days and the humble light of some candles shyly illuminated Gohan’s scarcely furnished room.

It was because tonight was special; Trunks -kun had been waiting for it eagerly that spring. Tonight would be the passing of the Suisei jikan kibou, a comet that made its transit over the Earth on strange intervals of 23 and 9 years.

Gohan had told Trunks -kun that it was a special comet, one that brought hope in times of need. A comet that he last saw as a boy in the company of his father.

“Not long before you were born…” Gohan said to his young disciple, lost in memory lane.

Trunks -kun smiled. He loved to hear those old stories, from the time when Gohan was younger. He wished to have lived in that time. When the world was a little brighter. But, he also desired something more.

“Have you thought on your wish?” Gohan asked. Trunks -kun nodded.

With a wishful sigh, and a dream in his heart, the young half-saiyan leaned over the window’ sill. Looking eagerly at the sky.

At the Son’s home, a similar situation was taking place.

Trunks were lying comfortably on a long beach chair, on the backyard of the Son’s family home. Gohan-kun was fussing over a portable telescope.

“The Suisei jikan kibou will have come and gone before you are ready with that bloody apparatus, Gohan-kun…”

For reply, Gohan grunted and gave his older friend (not so much older than him) a half grin.

Trunks had decided to take a small break from his duties in rebuilding West City in his Future, and had come to stay over with Goku’s family. Yet, Goku was out with his wife, visiting Trunks’ parents. That left Gohan-kun to mind the house, and gave him a special chance to be alone with Trunks.

Gohan-kun finished placing up the recording camera on his tripod, set the record button on, and hurried back into the house, bringing up some refreshments for his guest and himself.

While leaving the tray with snacks next to Trunks, Gohan-kun soon found he was staring at Trunks bare chest.

Trunks had been gone a few years, but it was clear he kept training. He was in perfect shape, and Gohan-kun had to swallow hard. Because he just found that body very desirable.

It had been a small shock for Gohan-kun to realize that he had started to have feelings for Trunks, specially when Trunks told him about the time Gohan himself, at least an adult version of him, had been Trunks mentor.

Gohan-kun sometimes fantasized what it would have been like to watch over younger Trunks. And he wondered if Trunks younger self ever felt the same way as he was feeling now…

“It’s about time!” Trunks voice brought Gohan-kun back to reality. “Do you have a wish ready?”

“Yes, I do.” Gohan-kun smiled.

The Suisei jikan kibou’s light started from the horizon on the west, the comet’s tail shining in a bright display of white and blue as it crossed the sky majestically.

In the bleak future, Trunks -kun clasped his hands tight.

In the warm past, Gohan-kun focused his eyes and mind in the travelling star.

At the same time, both youths were standing by a window, in different eras, both lovesick and horny, had the same wish.

“I wish HE would love me…”

WHAM! –

Trunks -kun fell into the room, past a very startled Gohan-kun.

Gohan stumbled down, and was shocked when he realized there were two strangers in the same room.

Trunks was the first to react, ready to kill the intruders; his ki gathering in his hand, a heartbeat later Gohan was in the same position, and his hand was readying a ki-en-zan.

It was both teens, which quickly realized what’s going on.

“STOP!”

Both adults stared at each other in turns.

Something had happened and it was not time traveling…It was like if an invisible door had united both their rooms. When Gohan-kun turned, he noticed the scarcely furnished room, the lit candles that belong to another house that wasn’t his own, as if it that had become a natural extension to the room where he and Trunks were standing.

“Is this for real?” Trunks-kun stared at Gohan-kun in awe. Both teens were shaking with excitement, but the adults behind them were horrified.

“Trunks?” Gohan was shocked. This was his Trunks, the little Trunks that always needed to be comforted when he woke up scared at night. No longer a young lad whom he had to protect, but an able man.

“You are here…whole…” ­–and alive– Trunks thought. Then, he gasped and leaped to him, a trace of anger in his gestures.

“You fucking idiot!” he yelled, grabbing Gohan by his gi, desperately.

“I thought you were –! I’m so happy…I’m afraid…” Trunks couldn’t continue the knot of pain and happiness in his throat was threatening to choke him.

Gohan held Trunks in a furious embrace, with a warm smile. “I was afraid I could never see you like this…” –like a man– Gohan thought.

The shooting star had for some miraculous reason created a time zone for them.

Gohan coughed, making everyone pat him attention. He blushed.

“I think, that some how the comet has granted our wish. Trunks-kun and I… we both wished to tell you how we feel…”

Trunks continued, blushing and feeling just as shy, “This might not last long… and it would probably dissolve as soon as the comet finishes its transit.”

“The Suisei jikan kibou…” Gohan said, smiling. “The comet of Hope in times of need…Yes, I can believe this is a miracle.”

For a precious moment, they would have a full night together…

Inspired by Gohan’s words, both teens spoke their hearts desire to the other adult their feelings.

“I… I really wanted you. No, not only want…” Gohan-kun said to Trunks. He was blushing “However, I should confess I tried to cover my feelings and concentrate on training.”

“I see.” Trunks smiled, gazing at that young lad, the proud son of the powerful Son-Goku.

“I… I really do not know what to say” Trunks said, caressing Gohan-kun’s face.

“Please, don’t speak.” Gohan-kun replied “This… this is something that left all us speechless…”

Meanwhile, Trunks-kun was silent. He was gazing at Gohan, coughing a few times, trying to fight his nervousness.

“Come on, do not be shy” Gohan said in a gentle voice that melted Trunks-kun’s fear away. “Let us take advantage of this miracle…”

Trunks-kun gasped, and then jumped to embrace Gohan. He rubbed his still young body against his… friend – soon to become something more –strong muscled body.

It felt as good as he dreamed. Even more.

“I think this is a good answer…” Gohan said, until he felt something “poking” against his abs “I really must say that is A NICE ANSWER!”

Then, the ice melted, and everyone laughed.

“Let me see if this teen is as hot as I think he is…” Trunks said, tugging against Gohan-kun’s pants. Something was protruding, and by the size, it was nothing to be ashamed off.

“I was not wrong after all…” Trunks said licking his lips.

Gohan-kun felt Trunks lips pressing forward over his own in a wild hunger. Such was the urgency of his body, so strong insistent sucking and bites over his neck. Wishing to tear the skin and drink his blood. The feeling was intoxicating.

Gohan approached them, grabbing Trunks by the hair, he crushed his lips in a demanding kiss.

“Don’t you think I get first dibs?” He said with hoarse voice.

Releasing his young lover, Trunks held Gohan from behind and raised his arms over his head. Gohan was immobilized. His chest rose over and over because of the heavy breathing. His arousal and lusty body were completely exposed before his young alter ego.

“Gohan, you’re so beautiful. I have been never attracted to another man, just you.” Trunks delivered clumsy kisses all over Gohan’s face.

“Your body, your fire…” Trunks rubbed his erection between his Master’s thighs.

“I have always wanted you from long ago” Gohan nodded, immersing himself in the bliss of having loved disciple devoting to pleasure him. With his eyes, Trunks told Trunks-kun to get closer.

“Take a good look at him. Is he how we imagined him?” Trunks said with a mischievous grin.

“This is our sensei. It is fair to show him our devotion…” Trunks -kun nodded, posed his hands over Gohan’s powerful chest. In silence, he used his fingers to study the small hard nipples.

“Gohan-san itadakimasu…” Trunks -kun whispered and fastened his mouth over a nipple, teasing the bud, sucking and pulling it between his teeth, enlacing a groan of pleasure from Gohan’s body.

A couple of feet aside, Gohan-kun watched in rapture the assault to his older self’s body. The way his back- his own back- was arching, the firm abs trembling under the assault of pleasure both Trunks were giving to each inch of his body…and below, between his legs, a neglected erection, red with lust and desperate in need of a mouth or hand to take pity on it.

he thought, rubbing his hard-on, yearning for some attention. Then, he gulped. Had he fantasized about this? Did he?

“Gohan-kun, how selfish of you!” Trunks-kun joked, approaching his friend “Why do you jerk off when you can come over and offer yourself? Now, now, we will have to settle this…”

Trunks-kun smiled and used his strength to pull Gohan-kun on his lap, just like a mother would do to punish a naughty child. With his bare hand, he spanked Gohan-kun’s ass until it was shiny red.

“Hey, what are you doing, Trunks -kun?” another voice asked “Do not let us out of the fun!”

Gohan stepped in front of Gohan-kun’s anguished face and held his chin.

“I do not believe beating your ass is enough. Let’s see if you can suck like a real man…”

Gohan held his twin’s dark hair and pushed his manhood on his mouth.

However, the movement was so abrupt, Gohan-kun choked and tried to cough. The others let out a loud laugh.

“Come on, Gohan-kun. You are a warrior, you can do better than that!” said Trunks taunting him, laughing.

Gohan smiled and leant to meet his twin’s eyes. For brief seconds, they remained in silence… until Gohan spit at Gohan-kun’s face and licked his cheek.

“If you want to become an adult, just like you are seeing me, then grow up and suck!” he whispered. Gohan-kun considered his “own words” for a minute.

“You’re right…” he answered in a hushed voice. Closing his eyes, he positioned his mouth ready “Please, let me try again.”

“That’s so like me…” Gohan smiled in definitive approval. Once again, Gohan-kun’s warm mouth wrapped his member in its hot wetness. It was like masturbating himself; only in a way he never dreamed possible.

Trunks-kun whistled in awe, “Now talk about strict! And I thought I was being too rough!”

“You know nothing about being rough… ARGH!” Gohan moaned and held Gohan-kun’s head, the lad chew on the penis tip, and gave his older self’s member a hard tug and a slight twist; he knew how to make himself come fast.

Gohan let out a heavy groan and hot sperm shoot on Gohan-kun’s face. Soon it was covered with the white substance.

“You couldn’t resist doing that, could you?” Trunks said to Gohan-kun with a mischievous grin.

“No, I couldn’t” Gohan said, smirking. “Now it’s your turn guys. Trunks-kun and Gohan-kun. On your knees”

Both teenagers stared at Gohan, surprised.

“You have said it: it is fair you pay me due devotion…kiss my feet! Both!”

“But why?” replied a rebellious Gohan-kun.

The teenagers stared at each other in clear confusion. Then, a sudden spank from Trunks “woke” them up.

“Do it. Gohan is YOUR sensei, in some aspects.”

Still hesitating, the two young men kneeled and leant to kiss Gohan’s toes. Each took one, and sucked gently on a toe. It had an eroticism of its own, and soon they both were enthralled by the moans they could elicit from Gohan.

Trunks was smirking, glancing at his former teacher with evident satisfaction.

“You seem to need more devotion… sensei.”

Trunks captured Gohan’s arms up in a headlock, and assaulted his earlobe, leaving wet kisses down his jaw and neck. Rubbing his body against the warrior’s back.

Before the teen Gohan eyes, the show went on and on: Trunks captured Gohan’s mouth, and introduced 2 fingers, wetting them, and using these to roughly prepare Gohan. When the older man was moaning wantonly, Trunks grabbed both his ass cheek in his strong hands, stretched the opening and showed the lustful view to the both teenagers.

“Now watch…” Slowly, Trunks large and thick cock entered his master’s body. Gohan moaned and arched, his cock gave a jump in answer to the pressure filling him.

Gohan-kun felt his head boiling to the point it was going to explode. Without thinking, he knelt before Gohan and entered his older self from the front.

The electricity that ran through both of them found its resonance in a thundering roar of pleasure.

he thought in a rage of red lust

Trunks winked to his younger self, and the lad, positioned his throbbing member at Gohan-kun’s hole. He had spit over it, and although he knew it was not enough, he entered slowly, breaking open Gonah-kun’s virgin passage.

The tightness was maddening, and made it more so by Gohan-kun’s excitement.

Trunks hold to all his willpower not to come before he was fully inside.

Once ready, Trunks pushed and made both Gohans groan.

Trunks pushed forward and elicited a gasp from the other three men. It was an awkward rhythm of push and take, of grabbing and thrusting.

Their pantings became erratic, and Gohan came first, hard and loudly.

His hot cum shooting over his younger self’s chest and neck, smearing his own body. Trunks ordered the two other youth to stop. After sliding out of Gohan’s hole, he held his “entrance” wide open.

“This slut deserves a suitable punishment, so shoot your loads there, boys”

Gohan-kun was trembling at the thought of doing something so perverted. Trunks -kun grabbed his friend’s penis and thrust hard, Gohan imitated him and both came, shooting their lust into Gohan’s hungry hole. He ended up covered with a mix of his other self and young Trunks’ sperm. Trunks then pushed back inside, shooting his load and filling his mentor, his friend and now lover to the brim.

The night progressed with the four half-saiyans pleasuring each other in diverse ways, at one time, Trunks -kun playfully had attempted to use a lit candle to drop the melting wax over his older self’s navel, just to be restrained in time by Gohan and his younger self, and forced to receive a mind blowing blow job from Trunks, while both Gohans teased his body mercilessly.

The stars were shifting their dance in the night vault, and the comet was slowly moving to the east, the faint glimmer of the sunrise was delineating the horizon.

Trunks -kun and Gohan-kun were panting, both at their limits. They were back to back, their bodies united by a large double-end dildo that Gohan had brought from his mother’s room. Gohan-kun had been shocked at the view of the toy, but one look from Gohan told him not to ask questions he wasn’t ready for.

“Do not tell me you are seriously going to use that…” Gohan-kun said with a trembling voice.

Gohan stared at him a few seconds, then giggled. “Just watch, you’ll love this. I know dad did.”

Gohan-kun gasped in surprise; his other self lubed both tips and placed each one on both young teens hungry asses.

“Now you…push!”

The toy rough surface massaged their insides deliciously, while the force with which each of them pushed and thrust the fake penis into the other’s body soon brought the teens into a frantic rhythm, a silly competition to see whom could bring the other to an orgasm faster.

“Give! Up! Trunks -kun!”

–AHN!

“N-Never! You shoot!”

–GASP!

“I-I’m your sensei…do as I say!”

–NNH!

“I’m your sensei in this time, you cum first!”

– HII!

“You both are wrong. WE are your senseis.” Said Trunks, grabbing Gohan-kun by the chin, forcing his thumb into the lad’s mouth, keeping it open. Gohan did the same for Trunks ’ younger self.

“And you both talk to much.” With this, Gohan pushed his erection into his disciple eager mouth, and began to fuck him.

Trunks did as his mentor and soon the only sounds in the room were the moans and grunts from the four warriors.

Gohan reached forward, pushing Trunks-kun down and captured Trunks lips. They kissed, while holding the heads of their younger selves, and they fucked each other in an impossible paradox.

The comet’s light was beginning to fade. Trunks-kun was close to climax, he sucked fiercely on Gohan’s erection, his erratic moves told the older one that the boy would not last long and pushed forward deep, impaling the dildo all the way in and filling the Trunks’ mouth with his flesh.

Trunks-kun came hard, his fluids splattering over his chest. Gohan retrieved his organ, and fisted it hard once, shooting his cum over his beloved student face.

Trunks felt his penis pulse violently at that sight, and pulled out almost painfully, to shoot Gohan-kuns on the face.

The lad tried to lick the hot fluid splashing, and then his own orgasm hit, making him clamp his anus so hard he pulled the dildo out of Trunks-kun, sending the other into Gohan’s waiting arms.

Gohan-kun collapsed onto Trunks embrace.

They were all regaining their breath when the sunrise filtered in by the window. Like if they had been but a mirage, Trunks-kun and Gohan’s bodies became translucent.

The four lovers looked into each other faces, and sad smiles were there.

They were fading back into their own time of war and hardships, but before this ended, Gohan whispered.

“I love you.”

Trunks held back his tears, pressing Gohan-kun tight to his chest, and answered.

“I love you.”

The new day arrived. The miracle night ended. A wish that trespassed time and death had been granted, and only the future awaited them.

THE END.