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Heaving chest, sweaty bodies where the tale tell signs that the two had stopped for a break. Their golden glow remained to strengthen their bodies in a very harsh environment.

Their bodies surged with adrenaline that coursed through them acting like an aphrodisiac. It was a thrill that was close enough to lust causing a near state of euphoria that brought the two towards the brink of bliss. Both sets of nostrils flared allowing them to sense a scent that was unique to the other. The fight itself opened their eyes to a more intimate need.

The golden glow of Trunks that caused his hair to spike with the come hither grin of his father was what attracted Gohan most. He couldn’t help but to be entranced by the flexing of every muscle as the other breathed heavily but steadily… It was pure awe, worship of the other.

Trunks ran the back of his hand across his mouth wiping away the blood. He gave a hearty almost sickening laugh as he licked his lips slowly as he looked just as intently at Gohan.

Gohan looked to the open door, and then back at Trunks. The sexy, alluring one whose eyes held a look of pure carnal desire. It took all he had to not tear the already tattered clothing from both their bodies.

Trunks didn’t think twice, didn’t care about the door. It was only a mater of seconds before he pinned Gohan to the wall. Fingers sliding under his lovers chin, pushing it up he kissed the other brutally hard. Not bothering to beg for entrance he went straight to enjoying, exploring the others hot, moist cavern.

Gohan felt the indescribable, incredible pull to the other younger male. Just as eager to explore, to taste he explored the other just as much. It was a fierce, passionate duel of tongues. To hell with trying to contain ones self; easily, instantly he tore their clothes from their bodies. They lay a lifeless heap discarded at their feet.

Two bodies eagerly involved. The scents, tastes of the opposite further fueling an already blazing eternal fire. The spar had been the ignition. They need, wanted the other. Neither saw the shadow of a person passing by the door.

Trunks with an already impressive strength that was now intensified forced Gohan more into the wall. Lifting his legs so that he’d wrap them around his waist. Breaking their dwindling, but non-less passionless kiss Trunk’s forced his fingers into Gohan’s mouth.

Gohan complied; he liked the forcefulness of Trunks. Willing sucking the salty, sweat slicked digits exactly like he would the other’s cock. He showed the other via these actions how much he wanted, no needed this.

“To bad for you, you didn’t remember my mother’s compact.” Trunks grinned like a feral animal in heat as he jerked his fingers from Gohan’s mouth. He plunged them inside his lover, not seeking to stretch but to give instant gratification, pleasure to the other. He didn’t think twice about gentle, and sweet. This was a raw, passionate moment.

Gohan opened his mouth to retort but his brain wasn’t functioning enough to put words together. The pleasure he wanted more. His body craved it, was willing to beg for it. Tighter his legs wrapped. The fingers just not enough to completely satisfied.

Trunks tasted his own fingers delighting in the unique flavor, savoring it. But, he knew he didn’t have time to linger on such a delicacy. He leaned in, taking hold of his hardened flesh. He didn’t need to look, he just knew. This he did take a bit slow, because he didn’t want to cause hard. He wanted to make sure every bit of this act was enjoyed.

Gohan knew this act wouldn’t be a picnic in the park. But, he did know that once the initial sting went away he was in for one hell of a thrill ride. He crushed their lips together to drown the sounds that were a mixture of pleasure and pain. Bucking his hips forward coaxing his lover to move a little faster.

Two tangled lovers exhilarated in the thrill of spar and sex. Even if their time was limited this moment was about the other. Pleasure seared through them with each movement. Their lips worked a brutal battle to silence their lovemaking. In this moment dominance wasn’t what was important.

Knowing that they were near Trunks gripped the proud, pulsing flesh of his lover. With that he sough to drive it in, deep as he could. He needed the heat, the tightness. Where he knew the other needed the fullness. Together with that combination they tipped themselves over into the cup of ecstasy.

They looked into each other’s eyes, breathing heavier than previous. Surprisingly despite the energy spent, their adrenaline continued to coarse through their veins allowing the golden glow to remain. Unexpectedly they laughed at one another before giving into the desire to kiss, to caress in a more passionate fashion. They knew with what burned inside them that it was only moments before they would be at it again. Forbidden it may have been, but oh so right it was.

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