Enough

Chapter 3

It had been a few weeks since school started. Goten hadn't ever liked school like Gohan did, but he didn't dislike it either... Especially now that public school gave him a chance to see Trunks every afternoon. Chichi said she'd had enough of trying to whip him into some sort of academic, and that he might as well go to public school and be out of her hair. He was proficient in his studies, but he just preferred sparring and training, and hanging out with his Dad and/or Trunks. He tried not to think about the feeling of being given up on that it gave him in the back of his mind. He and Trunks didn't go to the same school, Trunks' private prep school was way more than his family could ever afford, but it was in the same city so they got to hang out each afternoon at CC. His mom hadn't like the idea of him "lazing around" over there everyday, until it was suggested to her that it was one less meal she would have to feed a growing half-Saiyan boy, then she relented.

Trunks looked up from his book when he felt Goten's ki getting close. He was waiting at their usual after-school meeting place in one of the city parks in between their two campuses. They would get a snack and walk home the rest of the way together, sometimes holding hands, sometimes pulled closer so they could each have an arm around the others' waist. Today Goten was wearing the new shirt Trunks had bought him, a black, clinging, sleeveless muscle shirt that shimmered red when the light hit it. Was he also wearing eyeliner?

"Oh Kami," Trunks though, he was starting to get hard in the middle of the park just watching him walk towards him. Goten could sense the effect he had on him, putting a little more sway into his walk than was necessary.

"Hey Trunks, what's up?" he said with a grin.

"Nothing much, just trying to figure out the closest place to jump you on our walk home" he smirked, "Is that eyeliner?"

"Maybe" Goten said playfully as Trunks drew him against his chest, kissing him thoroughly. After a few minutes of standing there with their lips locked together, Trunks pulled back.

"Ok, I have to get you home before I explode right here on the sidewalk."

"Fine by me" said Goten in a slow purr, "I could stand to have a little more privacy."

Once they got home, they wasted no time heading straight to Trunks room, and locking the door. Not that it would stop any of the members of either of their families if they really wanted in, but it just felt more intimate that way. Goten had been making a little show of stripping for Trunks nearly every afternoon - Trunks sat on the edge of the bed and watched it unfold. Goten slowly rubbed his hands up under his shirt, lifting as he did, finally pulling it up over his head, giving his hair an extra shake as it broke free. He had been letting it grow out all summer, and his shaggy spikes were almost as long as his Dad's now. He maintained eye contact with Trunks the entire time, moving his hands slowly down to the waist of his pants. He hooked a thumb behind the button on his jeans, and with a practiced flick they popped open. Trunks growled in anticipation from his seat on the bed. He could see Goten's erection straining to get out of those tight jeans, wishing he would hurry up but never stop at the same time. Goten was purring loudly now, he loved, loved the way Trunks' eyes moved over him, seeming to claim every inch of him with their intensity. He sashayed his way over to the bed, letting his pants slide down to the ground as he did. He stopped when he was right in front of Trunks, stepping out of them completely and turning his back to him. He began removing his underwear one slow inch at a time, his hips shifting from side to side in a figure 8 motion. Instead of just letting them drop to the ground, he guided them the whole way, keeping his knees straight and bending at the waist.

Trunks wondered if Goten knew what he was doing, or if it was just some sort of instinctual thing... Presenting himself like that was all the invitation a Saiyan would normally need to get down to the business of claiming his mate, but he knew Goten wasn't really meaning to offer that yet. When they were done here he would still be simply his chosen, not his full-fledged mate... That was ok with him for now, he knew they had plenty of time for it in the future. He focused on the body of the boy in front of him, running a hand up the back of Gotens' leg, cupping his ass with his hand, and then on impulse leaning forward to gently kiss the tail scar on his back.

Goten was going to straighten up and turn around once he was completely naked, but the sensation coming from his lower back made his knees wobbly, and he sank to the ground with an in-draw breath.

Trunks was a little surprised when Goten sank to his knees, and decided to explore this new development. He pulled him to the bed and laid him on his stomach. Kissing his way from the back of his thighs up to his ass, he slowly began to lick a circle around that sensitive tissue at the base of his spine. Goten began purring again, and when Trunks gave a wide, firm lick directly to his scar, he moaned and began rocking his hips against the bed. Trunks continued teasing and licking, with Goten grinding into the sheets of his bed. With a glint in his eye, Trunks gently scraped his teeth along the scar, and was rewarded with a shout as Goten came beneath him. He leaned over his limp friend whispering in his ear, "I'm going to have to change those sheets now aren't I?" and nipped at his neck. Goten smiled and turned over, reaching a hand to pull Trunks in for a kiss.

"You better wait until I'm done with you - no sense in changing them twice..." said Goten with a husk in his voice. He removed every shred of clothing from Trunks, kissing and licking as he went, until he had him naked on his stomach beneath him on a still dry portion of the bed. It was like, his hundredth time giving Trunks a blow job, and yet they were still finding out new thing about their bodies. He slowly paid back every tease and fondle to his own scar, until Trunks was moaning for release. Then he flipped him over and moved in between his legs, brushing his thighs with his lips and moving one hand under him to grip the plump flesh of that gorgeous ass, yet restrain those thrusting hips with the other. He slowly began licking and teasing Trunks' erection, popping just the head in his mouth and rolling his tongue over it. Trunks felt a jolt run through his body. Damn, this was good. The bond hummed between them, wide open as each felt the pleasure they brought the other. Gotens' mouth slowly enveloped him, taking him down to the hilt, his tongue massaging the sensitive skin as he went.

"Gahh! Fuck. Goten, stop teasing me or I'm going to roll you over and fuck that damn mouth of yours!" Trunks swore, bringing a chuckle from Goten. Trunks was all for "savoring" the moment, but the discovery of their tail scars had taken the place of that today, and now he was perilously close to begging for release. Finally, Goten went at it in earnest, his head bobbing up and down while sucking at Trunks' sweet flesh. Trunks could barely contain the scream when he came, Gotens' hot, wet mouth sliding over his cock in one last smooth motion. His cry ended up coming out as a strangled half growl/shout, the sheets ripping as he jerked on them too forcefully. Goten stayed with his mouth over Trunks' cock for a few more moments, drinking down the last drops of that delicious essence (Trunks' seed had a cool, tingling, almost minty quality to it), then released him to smile up at him knowingly.

"Fuck Goten, you are such a slut" Trunks smiled and groaned as Goten laid down on top of him.

"Only for you." Goten whispered into his chest, "Don't forget, you said you would change the sheets this time."