“Oh no!” Cried Chi-chi as she ran into her living room, carrying an envelope in her lace-glove covered hand. She was in her best dress, her hair was done up very prettily. Goku and Vegeta were arm-wrestling. Bulma was sitting behind her husband, constantly mopping sweat off his forehead. Must keep persistent, she told herself, as she dropped the third sweat-soaked handkerchief on the floor, reaching for a forth. Vegeta was winning, for the first time in six years. 20,000 Zenie for the consecutive winner. Goku had never lost once, therefore never had never had to pay up, and he wasn’t about to give up that money now. He scanned the area for a reason, any reason to quit. Wife crying, that’s a good reason. Right before his hand hit the table, he let go and ran up to his crying wife.
“Awww, chi-chi, what’s the matter?” Vegeta and Bulma glared. They both knew he wouldn’t have done that unless he was desperate, but he was, so they kept quite. “I got invited to a dinner party with some of my old friends, but I promised the boys they could have a sleep-over. I already spent about $300 on snacks so I can’t back out now. Both the men moaned. A dinner party wasn’t the most exciting way to spend a Saturday night. “Well, why don’t you girls go,” Goku said “and we’ll watch the boys for you.” both the women’s faces light up. “What!?” Vegeta shouted. A dinner-party may be bad, but babysitting the brats? “No way!”
Goku walked behind Vegeta and grabbed his a**. “Come on Vegeta, it’ll be fun.” his hand slowly crawled down the a**, towards the prize. His grasp was tight. Vegeta knew that he wouldn’t let go until he agreed, so he gave in. “the boys got plenty of sweets, so they should be good to go, plenty of everything but chocolate syrup. I only had enough money to get one bottle. We will be back late, so don’t expect to see us. Love you both, see you tomorrow. Bye!”
Both the women left without a trace. The men smiled. They were all alone. They were used to kissing and cuddling, but they never had enough time alone to have sex. They were excited to have the time to explore each other’s bodies. Just as they were about to kiss, Goten and Trunks walked in
. “What’cha doin’ dad?” Trunks asked, sucking on a blow-pop. “Uhhhh… nuthin’” Vegeta says, gently kicking the hand grasping his a**, forcing it to let go. He quickly poured the candy from the 17 grocery bags into one large sack and handed it to trunks. Then he instructed Goku to go get a log for fire as he pulled out four gallon tubs of chocolate ice cream and handed it to Goten. “That’s everything you should need, but if you need anything else, help yourselves. I worked really hard today so I’m going to bed.” He walked into Goku’s bedroom and locked the door on his way in. the boys were confused. Wasn’t he supposed to sleep on the couch? They had too much candy to care. They ran into Goten’s bedroom to begin gorging.
Goku, who had finished his orders completely, was lying in his bed, naked and watching Vegeta undress. “Well I get to be on top,” Vegeta shouts as he dives into the bed. “No, way!” Goku cried out “if I hadn’t begged you, we wouldn’t be here. I think I should be…” it would be no use. Vegeta was already on his back, with is arms under Goku’s, inserting his d**k into his a**. He just sat and enjoyed the pleasure. Then Goku turned around and said “Vegeta, I just wanted tell you something. You have a pretty big d**k for someone your height.” he gave a gentle grin. Wow, Vegeta thought to himself, anyone who could complement him with his greatest foe, his abnormal height, must be amazing. Goku sure was amazing. But Vegeta was still mad about the height comment, so he bit into Goku’s shoulder, hard, until sweet warm blood dripped down his lips. Goku turned around in fear. Was Vegeta really mad at him, he was only trying to be playful with the comment. But the look in Vegeta’s eyes said “play with me” so he just smiled and urged him to continue.
After about five minutes, Vegeta let go and loosened his grip. As soon as Vegeta loosened his grip, Goku saw his opportunity and flipped him over and pinned him to the bed. “Now your mine, Vegeta,” Goku growled with urging hunger. “And you’ve been a dirty, dirty boy. Let me clean you.” Goku begins bathing him with his tongue. Vegeta purred with pleasure. Then he had an idea. “You know what would make this bath even better?” He asked “chocolate syrup” Goku thought for a minute. “But that is for the boys” he finally decided. “Ah, the boys have plenty of sweets, it’ll be fine. I’ll be back.
Vegeta went into the kitchen to get the chocolate syrup. He found the one bottle. He was going to just bring the bottle with him, but decided to be a little more fun about it. He took off the squirt top, dipped a popsicle stick in it and began to write. After five long minutes of careful writing, the words “for Kakorot” was neatly printed on his abdomen, with a heart, with a base of six inches, to completely cover his d**k.
Vegeta returned to the bedroom, without locking the door, with the bottle of chocolate syrup in his hand. He stood up tall, to show him what the message said. Goku was thrilled. Vegeta lay on the bed as Goku’s hot tongue carefully traced each letter. Vegeta squirmed with pleasure, so Goku sat on him. He wanted to assure each letter went into his mouth, not all messed up. After the entire message, including the heart, was licked clean Vegeta said “hey Kakorot,” Goku looked up. He loved hearing his name said like that. As soon as his face was level with Vegeta’s, it was sprayed with the syrupy goodness. He immediately took the bottle and sprayed him back.
Meanwhile, back in Goten’s bedroom, Goten was scooping the last of the ice cream out of the container as Trunks was eating the last bag of skittles. “uhhhhhgggg.” Goten said with a moan. “I feel so sick.” he slumped into a pile on his floor. “Me too” said Trunks, his tongue with stripes of every color handing out of his mouth. “I have an idea,” said Goten, managing to not move a mussel, “lets go and get some chocolate syrup to drink. Dad says that always cures his tummy-aches” Trunks looked over at his friend. His out-stretched stomach looked so much like a blob; Trunks felt half tempted to poke it. Of coarse he didn’t, because he’d already seen enough of the ice cream, and he didn’t want to see it again. Great, Trunks thought to himself. Chocolate syrup. That’s exactly what Goten needs, MORE CHOCLATE!
But of course, Goten got his way. “We’ll each get one cup,” explained Goten, “and we either feel better, or feel so sick we lie down and don’t wake up until late afternoon.” the more Trunks heard of this plan, the more he disliked it. When they finally opened the fridge, they found that the chocolate syrup was gone. Thin rings showed were it would be, but it was empty! “Let go ask dad! I bet he know where it is.” now trunks agreed with this plan. But when they opened the door, they got a surprise.
“Dad!” trunks shouted “what in the hell are you doing!?” Vegeta was too scared to correct his son’s foul language. but thankfully, Goku can think on his feet “ this is the new kind of training king kai taught me” Goku spat “ you have to protect your face, while trying to get the chocolate off the other persons face. It’s really hard.” Vegeta turned around. “But I’m winning, as you can see.” he chucked the bottle into his sons hand. The boys ran off, and so Goku and Vegeta decided that they were done, quickly showered, and went separate ways. Vegeta went to bed on the couch. Eventually, the girls came home.
The next morning, chi-chi was cooking breakfast, was the rest of the adults awoke. “Was it really that hard” Bulma asked them as the men sat down, looking like they got in the biggest fight of their lives. “Naw, they were good.” they both agreed. Then the boys woke up. Goten, with a face full of chocolate, Trunks looking like he was gonna puke. “I won!” Goten screamed out. The women jumped. Won what? Vegeta was smart, he grabbed his wife in one had and his vomiting son in the other. “What’s that all about?” asked chi-chi.
Part two coming soon
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