𝗧𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝗜𝗻 𝗦𝗮𝗶𝘆𝗮𝗻 𝗣𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗲; 𝗚𝗼𝗸𝘂 𝘅 𝗩𝗲𝗴𝗲𝘁𝗮

Vexation

Angry, vexed, livid; Vegeta was fuming. Fuming because he allowed his lack of intimacy to cause his and Goku's make-out session. I kissed Kakarot... I fucking kissed him! The delicious taste of Goku's tongue lingered in Vegeta's mouth. He could still feel the plumpness of Goku's taut ass in his fingertips and palms.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK!" Vegeta cursed repeatedly, hitting his head against his palms after each word. He growled, grabbing his pillow and launching it across the room before flopping inelegantly on his back.

"I kissed Kakarot." Vegeta spoke aloud this time as he stared at the ceiling. And much to his disgust, Vegeta's cock twitched at the memory of Goku moaning and humping against him.

I also cheated on Bulma...

Vegeta jolted upwards as his eyes bugged open; "I just cheated on my wife... with another man... with Kakarot !" What disgusted him most was his body's reaction to the kiss; a reaction that was still present.

Fuck you Kakarot! Fuck you for having such an addictive taste! Vegeta slapped his head in his hands again, staying like that for a few minutes while he tried to calm his body.

But his mind continued with the blasphemous thoughts of taking Goku, fucking him so hard until he could no longer talk; pounding into him so hard that he could only scream and whine for more.

Vegeta's cock twitched and ached as he wondered how tight his rival would be...

No. I will not succumb to these abhorrent images! Kakarot is a third class man for crying out loud. And I have a beautiful wife who will satisfy me once I am finished with my training!

Despite mentally scolding himself, Vegeta's hand slowly travelled down to palm his cock through his grey spandex. His thumb rubbed over the wet patch where his erection was leaking.

Vegeta's heart pounded against his ribs. His hands trembled. His body felt aflame, overwhelmed with pure desire all from the thoughts of Goku on all fours with his ass presented to the prince.

"Fuck it." Vegeta abandoned his morals and slipped a hand into his spandex and boxers, gripping his cock, stroking at a pace which wouldn't make him cum too quickly from the extremely arousing thoughts.

Mentally, Goku clung tightly onto Vegeta as the prince ruthlessly pounded him into oblivion.

Vegeta wondered how loud Goku would be; would he cover his mouth to muffle his noises or would he scream Vegeta's name without a care in the world? His cock throbbed at the thought.

His mind conjured up images of Goku in various positions; on his back and muffling his cries into Vegeta's shoulder; sitting on the prince's face, riding his tongue; bouncing on his cock, facing away from Vegeta so the prince could watch his dick slip in and out of Goku's hole while his plump ass jiggles with each movement.

" Shit !" Vegeta cursed, biting his lip to prevent calling out the third class' name as he came, spilling on his fingers and in his pants.

Still shaking from the intense orgasm, Vegeta flopped back onto the mattress. He could hear and feel his rapid heartbeat as he fought for his breath.

What the hell is wrong with me?

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Throughout the whole day Vegeta was perplexed at how normal Goku was acting; it was as if yesterday's steamy events had never happened. Vegeta relished this, however, since Goku wasn't asking questions. Though, Vegeta still did want to question their make-out session - most importantly where Goku had run off to. Hopefully, he didn't just stay outside the room while Vegeta got off at the thought of him.