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WARNING: Gohan/Goten (that's INCEST) and Gohan/Trunks. And Goten/Trunks or Trunks/Goten. ;)

Unsupervised

by Card

It started out as a little tickle in the back of his head, a sort of itch. Always a little itch. A little boredom. A little bit of that sort of thing and it generally turned into something big--especially when Goten saw it and seized a hold of the boredom. Then it got turned into something disasterous and they ended up screwing in a public bathroom.

But this time, when the itch started he was ducking under a punch from Gohan, and it wasn't really his itch. Just the feeling that Gohan himself was bored out of his mind with the training. All they had been doing for hours was throwing punches at one another. Goten wasn't even hovering around them commenting anymore. He was laying on the ground with his arms behind his head, watching them (probably staring at Trunks' ass because that's pretty much all he liked to do with his free time.) So when they floated back to the ground he dug his hands into his pockets and Goten smirked.

Smirked.

Looked at his brother in a way that brothers just should never look at one another and he got to his feet, stretched. Gohan looked at Goten with a tired sort of bored horniness. (This horniness was obvious only to him and Goten who were the experts of horniness.) Goten crossed the distance between where he had been and where Trunks was and all in one movement slid his arms around him, hands inside his clothes and kissed him. Tilted his head to one side and opened his mouth, so Trunks opened his and they were kissing sloppily and noisily and he was rocking against the little bastard. Rubbing right against his hipbone until he felt himself hardening.

"You want him?" Goten whimpered in his mouth. Licked his lips and moved his hands from Trunks' back to his ass.

He looked over his boyfriend's shoulder at the way Gohan was staring at them, almost drooling over them. All gaping and staring and there really was drool on his chin. "He wants us." And that was all the answer that Goten needed, he turned around, slipping his hands free and Trunks kept his arms around him, moving his hands down against the hipbones. Fingers in the pants and Goten rolled his head back against Trunks' shoulder.

There came from Gohan a strangled noise. Followed by him realizing that he had been staring at them, which was followed by his wiping his chin and standing up straight and blushing until he was bright red. "So-uh-you guys--uh--want to-uh..."

"Fuck?" Goten said helpfully.

"Goten," Gohan said admonishingly.

And Trunks got bored. Goten was going to win eventually, but before he got that far he probably had to get through Gohan's reserved nature. (That might take a while.) So he slipped his hands farther into Goten's pants, down, fingers between his thighs and then back up, thumbs against him as he hardened and whatever Goten was saying was punctuated by a groan. Gohan's eyes were down, staring at his hands, at where they were and his pink tongue licked his pale lips.

And what did Goten do? He reached down and untied his pants. They sagged down.

"You're horrible," Trunks whispered in his boyfriend's ear.

Goten rolled his head back, arching his body and licked his ear: "You started it."

"Guys--" Gohan sounded like he was in pain.

Trunks looked at him, felt Goten's mouth on his neck, the heat of his arousal in his hand and he was putting on his show for Gohan. Letting him see what he wasn't getting. Goten's arms went behind him, digging into Trunks' pockets and he pulled the lube out. Gohan was blushing and staring more intently, shifting on his feet--and lookie lookie--

"Think you can handle it?" Goten asked, voice low and dusky, full of perverted promises. He kicked his shoes off and opened the tube behind his back. The pants slipped lower.

"Really--" Gohan whined, desperately.

Trunks sighed into Goten's shoulder. Looked at Gohan, saw him wavering back and forth on the decision as Goten worked his little show, whimpering now as the pants rode lower with every shifting movement.

"He'll scream your name while you fuck him," Trunks said. Reaching his hands down, curling his hands down and curling them around Goten's thighs, pulling them up and the pants slipped off completely. He opened up his lover and heard the catch in his boyfriend's breath.

"Oh--" Gohan groaned and his hands were in fists at his sides. "Come on--"

"Who?" Trunks asked.

And that's what broke it. Strange. That it was such an innocent little question that finally broke it, but Gohan crossed the distance between them, crushing his brother between them and he curled his fingers around Trunks' head and pulled him forward, sucked on his mouth.

Goten wrapped his legs around Gohan.

"Wait," Gohan said when he pulled away. But Goten had his legs on him, and his hands were undoing in his pants, Gohan panted. Goten got him free and leaned back on Trunks while he shifted and concentrated... Gohan groaned again and Goten tightened his legs and groaned. Gohan wasn't even breathing anymore.

They sank to the ground. Goten clawing at the dirt and Gohan gripped his brother's shoulders, pushing them against the ground and dragging his body back against him. Driving into him as far as he could go. Goten whimpered and wiggled--he hated to be held down--

"He's a lot to handle," Trunks said. Laid down next to the two of them and watched them. Such similar faces, so much of their father in their look and they were both breathing heavy without even moving. Poor Gohan--it had probably been a while, and Goten just didn't offer up his ass that often. Because of this. "Fuck him Gohan. As hard as you can."

Goten looked at him. "Being helpful are we?" Breathless.

Trunks grinned, took Gohan's hand and dragged it down Goten's body, pressed it against his hip. "Right here, rub right here and he'll be putty."

"Shit," Goten snarled, rolled his hips back instinctively when the fingers dug into him. "Are you going to teach him to deep throat next?"

"Some secrets are all mine."

But words were cut off when Gohan's hips started to move, one slow move, shifting his weight and then he was moving hard. Pistoning into Goten without pausing, panting against his shoulder hard as he fucked down into Goten. And the boy was writhing under him, rolling his hips back and jerking and whining, panting for air and sweating and his fingers were digging into Gohan's back. Shaking everywhere.

Already.

But then Goten never lasted that long when you pinned him down. He liked to be on top. His legs clamped around Gohan as he came and the older saiyan turned, looked at Trunks...

"Didn't you say something about screaming?"

And then he was tackled by a partially naked, aroused saiyan. Pants ripped and his mouth was being sucked on again as his legs were pulled open and Gohan ground down against him, rubbing them together until they were both sweating and moaning into their mouths.

"Roll 'em over," came the command from a muffled distance somewhere to the right, and he did as he was told, rolled Gohan under him and laid on him, legs around his hips and kissed him. Hands on his ass--Gohan's hands--and then Goten slipped behind him and fingers were inside of him. Spreading lube.

"Now," Gohan groaned. Pulled on his hips with his hands. Goten slipped away again, laid at their side and looked at Trunks. Watched him as he moved back and lifted up, and Gohan pulled him down.

"Hands off," Trunks snapped. "I'm riding you." Grinned. And he started to move. Slowly. Undulating his hips against Gohan's, feeling how deep inside of him he was, and spreading him open. Slick and hot and Goten was watching him. Hot eyes on him, making him blush.

"Say his name," Goten said.

"Gohan," Trunks murmured. Little moan, and his hips jerked with the word, hands on him, pulling him down. He hand his hands in his own hair, back arched back, knees digging into the dirt and his thighs were doing the work. Thrusting him down against Gohan until he was shaking and his voice was repeating his name: Gohan. Felt him probing upward, felt him breathing hard under him.

Then the groan and he felt the rippling inside of him, and he whimpered and stilled. Looked over at Goten as Gohan blushed horrible and put his hands on his face. But Goten just gave him a smug look and looked at Gohan. So he leaned down, elbows in the dirt and nudged the hands away from the other man's face with his nose, kissed him. Short kisses. "Thank you," Trunks whimpered.

Then Goten pulled him away, turned him over and pushed him down on his back, dropped his head down and took him in his mouth. Gohan watched him, laid on his side next to Trunks and smirked. Like somehow this was a sight that deserved a smirk.

Strange family.

He dropped his head down and ran his tongue over Trunks' chest, closed his mouth around his nipple and sucked on him. LIke Goten was sucking on him, and their hands were sliding over his skin.

"Shit," he murmured and jerked his hips up into Goten's face. Repeatedly, fucking his face until he stiffed and came and felt the swallowing around him. Then Goten crawled up his body, kissed Gohan right in front of him. Just once, and he saw their tongues.

"This was so wrong..." Gohan murmured and rolled onto his back.

Goten laughed. "Yeah, can't you just hear Mom now: I don't know what you boys get up to--out in the wilderness all the time unsupervised."

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Gohan: *hides*
Trunks: *pleased*
Goten: *perverted as usual*

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