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“Don’t worry, you’ll get it soon Trunks”, I tried to assure the dejected boy beside me.

“Maybe Gohan, but I know if I were a super Sayjin we could beat the androids once and for all”, if possible he sank lower into his seat.

I laughed, “Don’t sweat that right now, hey, I know a hot spring nearby where we can relax.”

His smile brightened,” You mean like a health spa,” he asked excitedly.

I cocked an eyebrow at him, “No, I mean in the woods.”

That stopped him,” you mean, like outside”?

“Well, that tends to be where woods are,” I told him.

By then we had arrived at the clearing the springs were at. I patted his thigh, “come on”. I jumped out of the car and eventually Trunks followed me. I quickly stripped out of my clothes, stained with dirt and sweat from my pupil and I’s daily sparring session. I leapt into the water but Trunks stood on the side, clothed looking at me as if I was crazy.

“What’s the matter,” I teased “, can’t swim?” It’s easy, just move your arms in circles and kick hard.”

He glared at the reminder of his trip into a whirlpool a few days ago. Screwing up his nerve he removed his shirt and pants. Finally after turning beat red he took off his underwear and slid into the spring.

Chuckling on the inside I leaned back and closed my eyes listening to the sounds of the forest around us. Soon my muscles began to unwind. Just then Trunks caught my attention, I saw him looking at me with the strangest expression. If I had to name it, I would have to say it was desire.

“Come on Trunks, it’ll be dark in an hour or so and we still have to get you back home before Bulma tries to kill me.” I got out and threw him one of the towels I had taken from my back seat.

“Why do you have all that stuff,” he asked referring to the towels, blankets, pillows, and food in my car.

“Oh those, I travel a lot and sometimes have to camp out, better safe than sorry after all,” I quoted my mother.

He got out of the water still blushing furiously and when he turned around I saw why. He had a raging hard-on he was trying desperately to hide. This amused me, I remembered my teen years and hiding spontaneous erections was a pain. Of course, I had been confused by the fact I was turned on by men instead of women, but it didn’t take long to figure out why.

We walked to my car to get our clothes, which should have been dry by then. “Gohan”, I heard from behind me. I turned around, “yeah Trunks.” He was looking at me.

“Gohan, I want to thank you. You’ve kind of been like the father I never knew and I…” he paused as he closed the last of the distance between us. “I love you”, he finished.

I smiled clapping his shoulder, causing him to lurch to the side. Now he was sandwiched between me and the hood of my car. “I love you too bro”, I told him.

He hesitated a second, then, looking downward said,” Not like that, I don’t love you like a father or a brother. I love you like this.”

The boy reached up and hesitantly brushed his lips against mine. He pulled back unsure of what I would do.

Doubts rushed into my mind of whether I should encourage him or not. And whether I would be doing it for Trunks or only my own pleasure. Pushing all thoughts out of my head I leaned down to the boys level, half closing my eyes. “Trunks”, I murmured, surprised at the desire in my voice. I took the boy’s flushed face between my palms, twisting my fingers into his silky lavender hair. I pulled his face back and closed my lips to his. My tongue pried open his mouth and plunged into it’s hot depths.

Suddenly I couldn’t stand it, I wanted him, I wanted to be in him. I broke the kiss and to his confusion turned him around, leaning his small body over the hood of the car. His towel slipped to the ground as I guided his legs apart. Even in my haste I didn’t want to hurt him by taking him dry. Reaching around to his mouth with my fingers, I whispered into his ear “Suck”.

As his inexperienced but eager lips wrapped around the digits I wondered what they would feel like on my cock but decided to find that out on a different day. I slowly pushed the tip of one lubricated finger into his opening, then pulled it out. Carefully I stretched him. I knew it would probably still hurt a little but I was doing what I could to distract him. I tongued his earlobe and placed gentle kisses on his trembling shoulders. Finally I placed the head of my large dick against his hole. He bit his lip as I plunged in to the root.

***

Trunks’ point of view

I didn’t think it would hurt that much but he was so big. My whole body was shaking as finally when the pain became a dull throb, he began to move. Slowly at first, then faster. I knew the little panting moans I heard were coming from my mouth.

My eyes snapped open when his penis rubbed something inside me. Lines of fiery pleasure shot from my legs and stomach settling at my cock. My member was freely dripping precum and I desperately needed friction.

Since Gohan’s hands were gripping my hips, I moved one of my own from it’s clenched position on the car. That’s when Gohan grabbed my wrists and I realized he didn’t intend on letting me do anything. He was going to torture me and somewhere deep inside, I like the fact I couldn’t stop him.

My hips reflexively thrust, hoping to meet something but nothing was there. I tried to squeeze my legs together but the huge pole I was being crucified on stopped me from doing so. I murmured things I knew I wouldn’t remember later. For all the pride my mother said I had inherited from Vegeta I begged. “Please Go…Gohan, I, I”…my words trailed off. I was practically crying I needed to be touched so badly.

***

Gohan’s point of view

I couldn’t believe how sexy he looked, pleas falling breathless from his sweet tasting lips. I decided to take pity on him, this was his first time and he looked like he would burst already.

I pinned his arms to his sides in an embrace that pressed his sweaty back to my chest. I circled his adolescent penis with my large hand. His head was thrown back onto my shoulder, and turning to the side I once again plundered his sweet mouth.

By now I didn’t even have to move. His crotch jerking frantically back and forth in my grip piston my cock into his body. His hoarse cries reached a new level as at once all his muscles spasmed and his hot cum splashed over my hand. I rammed a few more times into his tight ass and spilled my own seed deep inside him. I pulled out and trying to catch our breaths while getting dressed I noticed him nodding off.

The training and our lengthy fuck session must be getting to him, I thought. I kissed his damp temple, “You can go to sleep,” I assured him. He gave a tired smile. A few seconds later his breathing slowed and his head rolled on my chest as I cradled him to me. I grabbed a blanket out of the car and spread it on the grass. Then I gently placed his body next to my own. I wrapped my arms around him and whispered,” I love you,” before slipping into my own dreams.

***

Android 17’s point of view

I slipped out from behind the bushes I had been hiding in as soon as I was sure they were asleep. My sensitive ears had picked up all the sounds of their encounter. Even, no, especially the whispered “I love you” from the older one. Anger coursed through my body, but I paused as I realized the emotion had a more specific name. Jealousy.

My cold heart would never be able to feel that thing, love, that I had watched so many people die for. Husbands for their wives, mothers for their children, it was disgusting and yet I needed it. Craved it. Furious at my weakness and their possession of what I desired, I raised my hand. I gathered a sphere of snapping, crackling energy. They were so exhausted and confident of the safety in each other’s arms they didn’t even stir.

I found something stopped me from shooting at their defenceless forms. I tried looking away at the car beside me, I had always liked cars, but it was no use. Slowly I lowered my arm. Obeying an instinct half-forgotten long ago, I walked over to the vehicle. I pulled out a blanket and unfolded it.

As I watched the setting sun that would be followed by a cold night, I gently lowered the covering over the sleeping pair. I looked down into a nearby puddle and automatically pushed the charcoal black hair out of my icy blue eyes. “It would be no fun to fun to kill them while they were asleep,’ I told my reflection. For some reason it looked like it didn’t believe me. “Whatever,” I muttered angrily, kicking the waters surface. I slowly started to walk away to find my sister when I heard the boy murmur in his sleep, “I love you too, Gohan.”