Enough

Chapter 12

Goten was horny. He was horny pretty much all the time being a teenager, but the hormones from being pregnant amplified it 10-fold for a Saiyan. Trunks had to 'withdraw' from his fancy school and be switched over to home schooling after the gym class incident... Man, people were such prudes, Goten thought. Apparently destroying a row of lockers by fucking your boyfriend against them too hard went against some sort of "rule" of "conduct" and it was only the Briefs family's heavy influence and a few generous "donations" that had kept him from being outright expelled. Goten was moved back to home schooling again also, since he had been the one who IT'd directly out of science class and over to Trunks in said locker room - horny as hell and looking for a fuck. Right now Trunks was passed out beside him, curled tightly against his back, but Goten wasn't about to let a tiny thing like "sleeping" get in his way this morning.

He arched his back slightly, and began rubbing his plump little ass up and down against the front of Trunks hips, feeling the erection growing nicely between them. He pulled one of Trunks hands over to his mouth and sucked gently on a finger. Trunks woke as Goten was starting to nip at him.

"Good morning" he said in a low voice, nuzzling the scar on his mates' neck. Goten purred deeply in response.

"Happy birthday, you little slut" he breathed as he bit down on Goten's mark. A pleasure filled gasp answered him, and the purring got louder. There were very few things in the world that Goten found as hot as the word "slut" coming out of Trunks' mouth...and Trunks knew it. Trunks moved his hands over Goten's chest, stroked his rounded belly a few times, and slid his hand to grasp the firm meat between his legs. Goten shuddered and continued to purr as Trunks pumped him slowly, rubbing his own erection against Goten's ass as he did. He continued building the slow tension between them, until he heard Goten whisper his name pleadingly. He released Goten's pulsing cock, and moved his hand around to tease his opening; stayed molded to his back the entire time, licking and nibbling at his mates' neck and shoulders while he explored inside him. When Goten's purring stopped, and a low moan escaped him, he moved him to his knees underneath him, never breaking contact.

This was quickly becoming Goten's favorite morning-sex position; it kept the weight of the baby off his spine, and allowed Trunks to get nice and deep within him. He moaned out loud again as Trunks slowly pushed his way inside him. He dropped to his elbows and balled his fists into his own hair, beginning to pant heavily. Trunks rested against him for a moment, letting his mate adjust, soaking in that wonderful morning-pregnancy-sex scent that Goten was giving off. He could just die right here, smelling that smell, warm and happy, sheathed in his mate. The body beneath him started moving back and forth over his cock, ready and eager. Trunks bit into Goten's mark one more time before straightening to get a better grip on those slutty hips beneath him.

"Unf! Trunks!" came Gotens' cry as he finally began thrusting into him. Trunks threw his head back and closed his eyes, losing himself in the feel of Goten's ass, smiled at the sounds he was making echo through their room. After a few moments he brought his focus back down to the quivering body beneath him, and redoubled his efforts; pounding into Goten's flesh with enough force to make him shout, their skin slapping together loudly as he moaned himself.

Perfection was being underneath Trunks, Goten thought as he felt the orgasm beginning to build in him.

Trunks was getting very close now too, and he grinned evilly as he decided to implement a special 'finishing' move if you would - it was Goten's birthday after all...

Goten felt Trunks lean over and wrap one of his arms under his hips, trapping his erection against his swollen belly, and then he braced himself against the bed with the other. He barely had time to wonder what he was doing when Trunks knocked his legs out from under him, changed the angle of his attack drastically, and slammed into that second opening deep within him. Stars exploded in his vision, his body felt like it had been turned into liquid pleasure, and he hadn't even come yet. He screamed and tore into the sheets with the force of it.

"Fuck! ^breathe^ FUCK! ^breathe^ TRUNKS!" he screamed at the top of his lungs as his body shattered into a billion pieces, white light overtaking his vision until he wasn't sure if he was blind or unconscious... maybe both for all he knew. He floated in oblivion as he thought about how pleasure like this was something men died for, killed for, he was sure... Through the haze he heard Trunks' release as well, and then a throaty chuckle in his ear (Ear? Did they have ears in oblivion?),

"My gorgeous little slut, I love you Goten."

This was shaping up to be the Best. Birthday. Ever.