Vegeta made sure that the door to the Gravity Room was locked as he entered the chamber.  He was glad that Bulma and his son understood that there were times when he was not to be bothered.  He was usually doing intense training, where any small distraction would prove seriously detrimental.  Today was no different.

   Over the past few weeks, the Saiyan prince had gone over archival footage taken of old fights.  The Earthlings here referred to these as “Dragonball Z episodes.”  Vegeta laughed at this, but was still fortunate that such recordings were available.  He found them very funny at times, and enjoyed looking at the way his sculptured body moved in his Saiyan spandex.  But this was not the time for self-admiration; Vegeta had a purpose.  He remembered how the humans, such as TenShinhan and the other baldie, Krillin, were able to split their bodies, forming identical versions of themselves in order to gain an advantage in battle.  This intrigued Vegeta, as this technique was unfamiliar to Saiyans.  It was never needed; Saiyan strength was enough.  Yet still, it would work wonderfully for Vegeta; at least now he would have a sparring partner who matched his strength, speed, and intellect.

    Today was the day he was going to try the bizarre method.  Vegeta stood in the middle of the large empty room, dressed in only his black spandex shorts that he usually wore while working out.  The floor was cold, but it was not something Vegeta wasn’t used to.  He was, indeed, a little nervous.  He wasn’t sure if this was going to hurt; it didn’t seem that bad when the others did it.  Vegeta decided quickly that it was worth the possible pain.  After all, a suitable partner was needed to train properly.  He relaxed his tense mind, and then powered up.  He learned by watching the footage that to do the technique, he had to be totally focused and literally “one with one’s self” before he could divide.  He raised his hands to his face, and felt his body separate.  It didn’t hurt at all.  Actually it felt a little strange.  Okay, very strange.  Soon, there were two identical Vegetas in the room.

    Vegeta stood there still, and looked his doppelganger over.  Damn I’m sexy! Vegeta thought to himself, a smirk forming on his face, his already tight spandex growing tighter. Oh Kami, I wonder if this is how Kakarot sees me.  Heh, this will be much easier than I thought…  The other Vegeta just stared back at him, arms folded across his bare massive chest, not saying a word.   Finally, the silence was broken when he said, “Well, if you’re done checking me out, I’d like to get started. I don’t know how long this is going to last.”

    “Of course.  That’s why you’re here.”

    “You mean that’s why you’re here.” Vegeta stated, stepping closer to his twin.

   “Whatever.”  Vegeta licked his lips, and then ferociously grabbed his counterpart and kissed him violently.  It was a whirlwind.  Vegeta has never kissed a man before, much less one as attractive as he was.  The kiss turned into a competition of sorts, each Vegeta trying to dominate the other’s mouth with his tongue, seeing who would give up and break the kiss first.  The kiss was so passionate, yet so unemotional at the same time.  Still, quite enjoyable nonetheless.

    Vegeta ran his hand down the muscled curves of the other’s arm, while his other hand remained glued to the back of his head.  His fingers stirred through Vegeta’s burgundy locks.  Soon, Vegeta removed his lips from the prince’s mouth and made way towards his throat. 

   “My god this is incredible….Surely Kakarot would like this…..” Vegeta gasped.

   “Hmm…” was all the other Vegeta could say.  His lips were occupied at the moment.

   That was the only reason why Vegeta was doing this in the first place.  For Kakarot.  And, because he hadn’t had an orgasm in nearly ten months.  He needed a good fuck, and Bulma didn’t seem to satisfy like she used to.  After he and Kakarot defeated Buu and were reunited with their human mates, Vegeta and Bulma had plenty of sex.  It was great, but the passion wore off quickly.  Bulma seemed disinterested for some reason, and Vegeta was certainly distracted. 

    Even though he had acknowledged that Kakarot was stronger, the tall Saiyan still haunted his mind.  He thought that maybe it was because he now had a Saiyan “friend.”  Someone he could relate to, at least a little.  Nappa and Raditz were never truly friends with him, only subordinates; he never enjoyed their company.  He didn’t mourn their deaths either, only the thought of being absolutely alone.  But, Vegeta was not alone in the universe anymore.   He understood Kakarot, and admired his power and innocence.  Vegeta had never admired anyone.  He honestly liked Kakarot.  He thought that was all that was plaguing his mind.

    Vegeta soon learned that he was very wrong.  One day, everyone had gathered at the Son family house.  It was a fun day, overall, and he enjoyed seeing Kakarot play roughly with the two boys.  They were filthy, and that Chi Chi woman demanded that they bathe.  Bathe in a barrel outside.  Vegeta thought this hilarious.  He watched as the three played in the water.  Trunks and Goten fed up with the incessant harassing, jumped out of the barrel and fused into Gotenks.  Kakarot, not one to give up easily, burst into Super Saiyan form, also bursting the barrel in the process.  To say that Vegeta was awestruck would be a definite understatement.  He was in the presence of a Golden Saiyan God.  Kakarot stood their proudly, hands resting on his chiseled hips, laughing as all eyes were on him.  Water ran down the length of his divine body, hugging every delicious muscled edge.  Vegeta eyes subconsciously lowered to gaze at Kakarot’s magnificent cock.  He watched as water dripped achingly slowly from it’s tip.  Vegeta caught himself holding his breath.  Oh Kami…Pretending to be disinterested and annoyed, Vegeta quickly walked to a nearby solitary tree.  He realized he was sporting quite an erection, and was glad he had chosen to wear slacks that day.  He was attracted to Kakarot.  He wanted Kakarot.  He needed to touch Kakarot.  He need Kakarot to touch him…

     “Should we schedule another date for this?  You’re obviously distracted.”  Vegeta awoke from his trance.  Yes, he definitely needed to fuck Kakarot, if only to keep his sanity.

     “My apologies,” Vegeta smiled.  “You’re very good, you know.”

     “Thank you.”  He rubbed his hands across to his back and made for the waistband of his shorts.  He took one hand and thrust it inside, cupping and kneading his hard Saiyan ass.  “How do you want it?  Do you want me to rub your balls and suck your cock?  Or shall we skip the foreplay….?”  His voice was so throaty, so full of lust. 

     It was certainly odd hearing his voice come from someone else’s mouth, yet the talk was making him unbelievably hard.  “Heh, how about I fuck you senseless.  Bend over, Prince,” ordered Vegeta in a mocking tone.  If anyone was going to do the ramming it was going to be him.  He ripped the spandex the two were wearing and saw that the other was quite aroused also.  As he should be….I am damn-near irresistible.  Vegeta grabbed the other’s cock and jerked it slowly as he took a pert nipple into his mouth.  Both Saiyans moaned deep in their throat.  It was quite an experience.  Here, he didn’t have to worry about looking stupid or losing composure as he did with his female.  Any noises he wanted to make he could….

     “Ahh….Dammit….I’m going to cum right now unless you end this agony!”

     Vegeta took his muscled leg and wrapped it around the other Saiyan’s, tripping both of them.  “I thought I told you to bend over.”

     “Fine.  Is this what you want?  Is it?  Come and get it you bastard,” The other Vegeta spat, resting on his shins and forearms, wiggling his ass in the air.  Vegeta looked at the sight.  Oh my god… “Come and take me, dammit!”

     “Uh, um, spread your legs a bit.”  Vegeta had never done this before.  What the hell am I supposed to do?  What he knew of sex between two men he learned from bad jokes he had over heard from Yamcha and Krillin, and from verbal abuse back in the military.  Wait, would it be easier if I put my legs around his?  “Errgghhh!  Dammit!  Okay, we’ll do this.  Put your legs back together and I’ll straddle your legs.”

     “Okay.  Is that better?”

     “Yes.  Much more comfortable.”  Vegeta answered as he placed his hands on his prey’s hips.  “You ready?”  Vegeta smirked.

    “Yes.  I’ve been ready.”  Kami get on with it!!  I need this too badly!

    Vegeta placed the tip of his throbbing cock against his virgin opening.  He bit his lip in apprehension.  Ah yes!!  Kami yes!  Please…!

   “WAIT!!”

   “What?!?!” he screamed, frustrated.

   “Don’t we need some kind of lubrication?  I sure as hell don’t want my ass to be sore!”

   Dammit that’s right!!  Why didn’t I think of that before?!?!?!  Ah dammit dammit dammit!  “We don’t have any!”

    “What?!  Ah FUCK!!  Have we got anything else?  Check the bathroom!”

   Vegeta leapt to his feet and ran to the adjoining bathroom and searched the cupboard.  Vegeta followed him, in hopes that at least one of them would find something.

     “Here’s some baby oil!  That should work, right?”

     Vegeta grabbed the bottle and unscrewed the cap.  “Dammit this stinks!  It smells like fucking perfume!”

     “Well we haven’t got anything else!  What do you suggest we do?!”

     “Graaghh, I don’t know!  But I sure as hell don’t want this up my ass!!”  Vegeta walked back to the center of the gravity room.

    “Wait here’s some soap!  Though it doesn’t smell much better….Grrr…”.

    Vegeta stood there thinking, his tongue swirling in his mouth, his hand working his hard member.  “How about saliva?”

      “What?  Spit?  That won’t work.  There’s not enough.”  he replied as he walked toward his doppelganger.

     “Yes there will be. We’ll just have to work it deep inside.”

     “This is so frustrating!  Saliva won’t work!!”

     “It will have to.  What are you going to do?  Carry baby oil around with you in case you just happen to fuck Kakarot??  I don’t think so.”

     “Goddammit! Ughh….” he exclaimed as a hand grabbed his cock, and began stroking it along side another erection.

     “Calm down,” Vegeta whispered in his ear.  A tongue then thrust inside, teasing the delicate tissue.  “Remember why we’re doing all this.  To be prepared for when we fuck that Saiyan.”

    “Fine.  Bend over.  I’ll try to use spit….”  Vegeta shivered as teeth tugged on an earlobe.

    “No.  I don’t think so.  You’re in no condition to fuck me…”  He pulled away, and powered up into Super Saiyan form, pushing Vegeta down to the ground.  He knelt between his powerful legs and pushed them back, exposing his furry opening.  “Suck on my fingers.  Get them really wet, you don’t want me to hurt you do you?” purred the other Vegeta.

    The outburst had shocked him, but not as greatly as how much he was turned on by this aggression.  He was really aroused by being dominated.  Perhaps it reminded him of Kakarot.  Those golden tresses, incredible pecs, strong Saiyan legs…. He did as he was told, and sucked on those fingers as if they were Kakarot’s cock; up and down, nibbling the tips.  He was quickly losing his breath as his heart ran faster.  Oh god Kakarot, I want you.  I want you now!  Please… In the worst way possible….

    “Mmm….that’s so good….”  The twin Vegeta licked his other hand and jerked his cock, trying to get it as wet as possible.  Damn he was hard….  He let Vegeta suck on his fingers a little longer, until he decided that it was time to get down to business.  He took them out of the wet heat of Vegeta’s mouth, and brought them between the hard cheeks of his ass.  He teased the opening, and then proceeded to push a finger deep inside.

     “Ah!  Nngghh….”

     “Does it hurt?” he asked, curious about the new sensations he was giving to his twin.

     “Ugh…No, just odd. I can take more.”

     “That’s good, because I sure as hell wasn’t going to stop there.  But you knew that didn’t you,” he declared as he thrust in a second finger.  He pushed gently against his walls, not wanting to hurt him.  “Is that good?”  he asked as he pulled his fingers, in and out…

     “Oh, yes!  Ah, yes…!  Give me more!”

     “Heh, well, since you did ask for it…”  He removed his fingers and propped up his legs further.  He placed the tip of his quivering manhood against the welcoming opening.  He then slowly pushed in further.  Ah FUCK!!! Damn my ass is so fucking tight!  I’m gonna cum right now!  “Ah!  My god!”

      Vegeta just looked up at him, watching the elated contortions on his face through teary eyes. Damn! How can men do this?  Shit!!  Vegeta was filled with pain, and anger, that his other self should get to enjoy this more than he.  Dammit!  Kakarot won’t want this!!  Uh, god!  Make it stop….  “This fucking hurts!!”

      “What?” said Vegeta, awoken from his euphoria.  “It feels pretty damn good from this end.  Ah…Kami…  I’m sure it’ll get better….  You’re just not used to it.”  He began thrusting his hips deep inside.  Back and forth, farther and farther.  Ohh…Ah…my god…..  Opening his eyes to see the writhing Saiyan beneath him, he thought aloud, “Why don’t you rub your cock or something, dammit!”

      Tears ran down his cheeks.  I knew we should have used the fucking oil!  “AHHH!!!!”

      “What??!”  The twin Vegeta stopped, not wanting to cause damage.  After all, it was his body too.  “Did I hit something I shouldn’t have?!”

       “Oh god no that was great!  It’s okay, you just hit some nerves.  Please do it again!! Hit it again!  Fuck me, dammit!!  Oh Kami!  DO IT AGAIN!!!”

       Vegeta renewed his pace with new fervor, knowing now where to hit, where to extract the greatest amount of pleasure from his partner.

       “HARDER DAMMIT!  FASTER!!!  OH GOD YES  MORE!!!!”  Never had he been fucked like this.  This, this was mind-blowing!  Oh my god!!!  “I’m almost there!  Please don’t stop!!!!”

       Vegeta quickened his pace, his lungs gasping for breath.  “You like it bitch!!  You want more?!”

        “PLEASE! MORE!!!”  Vegeta growled as a felt his orgasm approaching.  A powerful roar escaped his throat as the climax enveloped his body.  Never in his life had he cum so hard, and for so long. 

        A few seconds later, Vegeta’s eyes rolled to the back of his head as he released his orgasm into the hard body.  Oh…my…fuck…ing god!!!  This is inncrrehhh…  After he was spent, he collapsed, exhausted, onto the awaiting body.   Soon, the two bodies combined into one, and Vegeta lay on the floor, nearly unconscious, recovering from the multiple orgasms.  “Oh Kami…”   Heh.  Hehahaha!  Oh man.  I can’t wait to show Kakarot what I’ve learned.  I do think I’ll need more practice though.  Vegeta laid there smiling, as he drifted off to sleep.

Meanwhile…

     “Wow that was great!!!”  Goku exclaimed as sat down on the grass.

     “I bet!!  I’ll have to remember to pull my lips over my teeth when I do that,”  said another Goku.

     “Oh yeah!  It was terrific!  There was a lot more pressure that way.  It felt much better!”

     “But don’t you think Vegeta would be the type to like a little pain?”

     “Maybe.  But I don’t think he would on his dick.  I don’t know.  I just don’t want to hurt him.”

     “Well I hope his dick is smaller than yours.  It would be easier to suck that way.  Maybe I wouldn’t have to pull my lips over my teeth as much then.”

     “Hee hee hee!  Is it really that bad?”

     “No…I just….”

     “I’m sure Vegeta’s dick is just the right size.”  Goku thought about the smaller Saiyan, about his killer eyes, devilish smirk, sculpted arms, the loose fitting shirts he preferred to wear, the tight spandex pants that hid nothing….Kami bless those tights….

     “I’m hungry.”

     “Me too.”  Goku arose, and merged with the other Saiyan body.  “I wonder what Chi Chi’s fixin’ for dinner.”

~end~

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