Part 10

 Goku collapsed, pressing Vegeta into the bed beneath him, causing the smaller saiyan to grunt from the sudden weight. Lights were still bursting on the inside of his eyelids as he basked in the afterglow of their harsh lovemaking; Vegeta slipped his arms around Goku’s waist nuzzling his cheek against his lover’s sweat-slicked chest; his lips ran across the heated skin briefly, catching a smear of the salty essence upon them and licking at it, savoring it. Sighing happily, he stretched catlike, under Goku, attempting to move enough to rouse the man to get off of him; it seemed to work, as Goku’s head slowly came up, his eyes half lidded, and slid off of Vegeta and onto his side, his head propped up on one elbow. And blinked.

“Oh Kami…..” he breathed, his eyes moving to the mass of tangled arms and legs on the couch.

Vegeta sat up quickly, a fierce scowl fixed upon his face. His dark eyes raked over the young men, who were just recovering enough to sit up, both looking rather baffled. Trunks hopped to his feet, his arms out in front of him in a defensive gesture.

“F-father…n-now don’t get angry….” He started, his eyes wide and fearful. Vegeta answered with a snort, flashing his son a look of disgust.

“Angry because I just witnessed my son being fucked up the ass by a lower class saiyan’s half human spawn? Oh, believe me, brat, I think I have plenty enough to be angry about! And if I wish to be angry, I will be, no one tells me….” Vegeta was cut short by laugh that rang out merrily. Goten appeared before him, grinning from ear to ear. Vegeta scowled, noting with slight embarrassment that the boy was built very much like his father in every way. (^_^ Hentai!!!!!)

“So Vegeta, does that mean Trunks can be angry for witnessing you on your back with your legs wrapped around a lower class saiyan’s waist, letting him fuck you like there’s no tomarrow?” Goten asked with a smirk. Goku’s eyes widened, his mouth dropping in shock; his hand immediately shot out to catch Vegeta’s shoulder as he made a move to jump at Goten, his face bright red with fury.

“Baka! How…how dare you speak such things to me! I am your prince, and don’t forget that!” Vegeta screeched with rage, trying to shake Goku’s grip from his shoulder so he could give the kid a good pounding. He glanced at his son, and was surprised to see him with his hand clamped over his mouth, eyes filled with laughter. Anger boiled inside of him as he spun to look at Goku. Goku wore a small amused smile, which enraged the smaller saiyan even more. “Kakarott! Don’t you start, too!” He growled. Goku patted his shoulder lightly, then pulled him back onto the bed.

“C’mon Vegeta…it WAS funny….this whole situation is kind of amusing if you ask me. Everything that could have gone wrong, has, and we’re all a little embarrassed. Laughter will help relieve the tension. Lighten up.” Goku said with a smile, brushing a light kiss across the back of Vegeta’s neck. But not quite everything had gone wrong. They all looked up in surprise as a voice rang out in the hall.

“Dad? Vegeta? Trunks??”  Gohan stuck his head inside the room, blinking briefly, then smiling. “There you all are! What are you………”  Gohan’s smile faltered as he took in the scene more closely. “……uh……Dad?…..what’s….going…on?” Gohan asked weakly, his eyes shifting from one naked man to the next. The scent of sex hung heavily in the air. Gohan’s eyebrows raised high on his forehead before his eyes rolled back, his limp body falling to the floor as he fainted.

Vegeta snorted. “Baka.” He chuckled, his eyes shifting from Gohan back to Goku. “Well, I’d like to say that I would enjoy staying to chat with you all, but that would be a lie.” He smirked. “I’m going to bed, seeing as it’s after six in the morning.” He said, standing. He glanced over his shoulder and smirked. “If you want to come, Kakarott, I guess I could share my….floor.”

Goku blinked, then whined. “The FLOOR! I deserve more than that!” He said, climbing off the bed and following Vegeta out of the room.

Trunks and Goten were left alone, with the exception of Gohan, who was still out cold. Trunks yawned loudly. “I guess we should go to bed too…” he said, looking towards his bed, then to Goten. Goten was looking at him, his nose wrinkled. “What?” Trunks asked, bewildered.

“There’s no WAY I’m sleeping in your bed, ever again. Not after what I seen our dad’s doing on it!” He exclaimed, curling up onto the couch. Trunks frowned. “Aww YUCK!”

Goten laughed, pulling Trunks into his arms and kissing him softly. “We can sleep right here.” Trunks made a small noise of agreement before pressing his lips back to Goten’s.

Gohan’s eyes slowly opened, and he managed to sit up, rubbing his head. “Yikes…what a horrid dream…” he began as he climbed to his feet. He frowned, turning, his eyes landing on his little brother and Trunks, who were naked on the couch, kissing. “KUSO!!!!!” He screamed, holding his head in his hands, his eyes wide and panicked before he fainted for the second time.